Chapter 21 The Villa in the Water Mist
"Quick! The Germans are coming. It will take fifteen minutes at most to clean up the place!" Under Margaret's command, everyone took action. .
The large beds were restored, the "operating table" was cleaned, candles were put on it, and it was turned back into a dining table. The debris and blood stains were cleaned up as quickly as possible, and all the wounded were moved. In the hidden wine cellar.
In the master's room, the strong Margaret put on a set of cleaning clothes found in the small room and became a cook.
Camille put on servant's clothes and became a maid.
The black soldier who was rescued before was wearing an inappropriate burlap coat and worked as a coolie doing chores.
"Hey, isn't this unfair to Groot? He can't even understand our conversation." Camille said worriedly to the Oriental who put on the butler's coat. Groot is She helped the black man come up with the name.
"On the contrary, a taciturn black coolie fits the standard of an old-fashioned aristocratic servant, as long as he can listen to He's command." Christine's soft female voice came from the stairs.
Christine appeared in front of everyone wearing a pink skirt. Her slender legs were looming in the skirt, and a slight flush could be seen on her face after makeup.
The female reporter in uniform was even more attractive, so much so that some soldiers whistled.
"What's wrong with you? Why don't you say anything? The skirt was originally from the master's room, doesn't it fit?" the female reporter asked, looking at the stunned crowd.
"Perfect! You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen" Camille on the side praised.
“It’s not enough.” Hechi said, holding his hands, “The mistress we set should be a woman in her twenties, seventy-eight years old, and the major’s outfit is still a bit younger.”
“ Really? Let me take a look." Christine conjured a makeup mirror from somewhere, checked it, and went back to the room to dig out a small suitcase.
Hechi recognized the box, and Kristen was holding it subconsciously when she was unconscious.
The box was opened, revealing a dazzling array of things.
There is a whole box of women's products, including three eyebrow pencils, more than ten kinds of foundation, seven or eight lipsticks, and the largest group is dozens of pairs of stockings.
American brand.
Kristen took out the foundation cream from inside, applied it gently on her face with a small brush, and changed to a slightly darker lipstick. Her originally fresh and smooth shawl hair was tied up and made up. A simple shape.
In just a few moments, her appearance changed to look four or five years older.
"How's it going? Do you have any questions?" Kristen asked, raising her chin slightly.
"Yes, this is the thing you didn't even want to hold in your arms at that time?" Hechi couldn't help but complain.
“Beauty is more important to women than life…” The female reporter covered her chuckling mouth with her hands wearing white gauze gloves.
When everyone left and only she and Hechi were left in the room, the female major's smile disappeared.
"He, I didn't say it in front of everyone, but I actually think you are taking too many risks. Playing a traditional old noble requires attention to too many details. I'm afraid the Germans won't be able to fool you so easily."
"Don't worry, just like I don't fully understand you, there are still many things you don't know about me." Hechi patted the female major's shoulder to help her relax, and the number of silver coins in the retina of his right eye began to change.
Ten silver coins flashed in his hand and then disappeared.
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Like the weather above, Lieutenant Hans was in a terrible mood.
Struggled to pull out the boots from the muddy puddle, Hans and his soldiers trudged forward in the heavy rain.
The rain gear on my body was not fully effective, and the feeling of the semi-damp military uniform sticking to my body was even worse. But there is no way. Germany is no longer in the early stages of the war. Both vehicles and supplies are insufficient. Their small patrol unit of more than a dozen people cannot enjoy truck transportation.
He and his squad of soldiers could only struggle hard in the rain.
"Sir! There looks like a house in the woods ahead!" A soldier excitedly pointed in one direction and reported the surprise he found.
In the rain and fog, the dense branches were separated, and a magnificent manor loomed.
"Second Lieutenant! Map"
A map stored close to the person was unfolded under the cover of a rainproof cloth. The lieutenant carefully observed the sign on it, but there was no such building.
"Sir, this kind of unmarked area is likely to have emergencies. We don't have many people. I personally don't recommend exploring it." Deputy Metzel, who has always been cautious and rigorous, gave his own advice Opinion.
"I know, but our soldiers are too tired and need to rest. If this continues, someone will fall." The lieutenant shook his head and gave his own judgment.
"Search formation! Prepare for battle!" The lieutenant partially adopted the assistant's suggestion. The quality of a professional soldier allowed him to remain alert enough when entering unfamiliar areas.
The German soldiers approached the green stone wall slowly and cautiously. If someone wanted to launch an attack, this position was the best place.
Nothing happened. When the last soldier climbed over the stone wall, nothing happened.
"It seems there is no one here. Soldiers, follow me inside to take shelter from the rain." Lieutenant Hans instructed.
"Wait a minute" the adjutant objected again, "Sir, at least search the surrounding area to eliminate potential dangers."
"Ask the soldiers to work in pairs and check the surrounding area." The lieutenant nodded and accepted the suggestion.
"Julian, Mark, Ben, come with me!" The adjutant named a few soldiers and was about to search the surroundings, when a sudden voice interrupted them.
Dang! when! Click!
Dang! when! Click!
After the Germans moved to the house, the sight in front of them scared several soldiers and raised their rifles.
A giant man of nearly 7 feet held an ax in his hand, chopping wood outside a simple demolition house. The bowl-sized log was split into two with just one click.
"Who are you! Why are you here?!" The adjutant quickly drew his gun and yelled loudly in German, but the giant man turned a deaf ear and continued to chop the firewood.
Just when the soldier lost his patience, another scream of "Ah!" came from behind. A little maid holding a washing basin was frightened by the sudden intruder and dropped everything in her hands. When we got to the ground, clothes that had not been washed were scattered all over the floor.
"Guests from afar, welcome to the master's manor. How can I help?" At some point, an oriental man wearing a butler's attire stood in front of them and said, German with a hint of the Ruhr region makes soldiers feel more at home far away from home.
The two sides faced each other face to face. The German commander looked at the people in front of him carefully. In the unnoticed place, a giant man named Groot clenched the ax in his hand. He was instructed that if there was someone on the other side, They rush towards their commander with the intention of attacking, while the soldiers hiding in the basement will rush out and fight the enemy at close range.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, wow!
The German lieutenant put away the gun in his hand "The soldiers and I want to occupy a few rooms to warm ourselves by the fire."
(End of this chapter)