Chapter 53 Death's Scythe
At night, Rose Manor.
A pen ticked the calendar and crossed out the day July 12th.
Christine flicked the kerosene lamp with her slender fingers to make the light brighter, then picked up a pen and wrote a paragraph in the sketchbook
"It's the fourth day, and the miracle is still there Continuing, a few people held on to a fortress for four days surrounded by thousands of German troops. If it were in the past, I would have thought this was a shameless act of exaggerating military exploits and falsely reporting achievements, but it did happen. Even I am a participant.”
"Although we held the place, the situation became more and more serious. The heavy machine guns and mortars had been destroyed, gasoline was running low, and almost everyone was injured. By the afternoon we could only rely on small arms. and cocktails to fight the enemy.”
Kristen looked up at He Chi who was still bandaging and continued to write
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“The cocktail is the Molotov cocktail. This was He’s invention and the name he gave him. He is a person who can create miracles. Even in such a difficult environment, he can always create miracles one after another to bring us hope. Then hope really came.”
Lights lit up in the south, and a large camp appeared on the horizon.
Reinforcements from the Allied Powers are coming.
At least a few thousand troops built simple fortifications in the south. The flag showed that it was a joint force of the US and French troops. A strange situation formed on the battlefield. He Chi's team was in the center, surrounded by thousands of German troops. , and the US-French coalition formed a larger encirclement network to block the Germans.
"Now, our people are here, the Germans will retreat soon, and then we will become heroes. What happened in the past four days can be told to me when I am old and lean on my rocking chair. Grandson." Lieutenant Jason said excitedly.
"Then you need to have a girlfriend first," the comrade on the side joked casually.
"What are you afraid of? Maybe I will have it after this battle." After the second lieutenant finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Camille. The girl blushed and ran away.
With the arrival of the Allied Forces, the originally dull atmosphere in the manor suddenly became active. They were determined to die and suddenly found that they had the opportunity to go home again. Everyone's face was filled with excitement. gained hope.
"Look, what I found!" Margaret ran up from the basement and unfolded the thing in her arms. It was a three-color French flag.
"How about we hang up the flag?" Camille clasped her hands and suggested happily, and the others turned their attention to He Chi.
"Well, maybe it's a good idea to make a striking identification for our own side to prevent accidental shell strikes." He Chi thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
So in the morning light, a small flag-raising ceremony was held here. The big man Groot hung the flag on the highest point of the building. Kristen, Jason and another soldier also sang a cappella. "Marseillaise" (the two nurses are British, He Chi and Groot are from the Foreign Legion)
When the song ended, the big man suddenly ran down from upstairs and pointed to the woods emotionally edge location.
"What's wrong? Groot?" He Chi asked while holding down the big man. The black man just kept motioning for him to go upstairs and take a look.
Everyone who didn’t know what was going on climbed up the stairs together and looked north at Groot’s signal.
Rows of strangely shaped tubes were erected, with dark gray gas bottles beside them, and the German soldiers operating them wore gas masks like crows on their faces.
He Chi and Christine turned their heads at the same time, and both saw a look of horror in each other's eyes.
Gas bombs! A huge number of poison gas bombs!
"God! If these things are launched, the other side will..." Christine covered her mouth.
He Chi's heart moved. He tore a piece of paper from the old newspaper nearby and raised it high in his hand. The gray paper gently swayed in the wind and pointed to the Allied camp in the distance. "Fair wind..."
Dong-dong-dong-dong! ! ! !
Before He Chi finished speaking, a dull sound came from the German position. Hundreds of small black dots flew towards the Allied Allied Forces position and landed more than a hundred meters away from the military camp. There was a lot of fire and only a slightly muffled explosion.
The light yellow gas floated out, and the god of death raised the sickle in its hand.
The scene below was like purgatory. In front of everyone's eyes, countless small black dots were shaking in the distance. They were the soldiers who had inhaled mustard gas and were struggling painfully on the spot. They were tearing at their throats and clawing. His clothes were torn, and there were streaks of blood. He rolled on the ground in pain, wailed, and finally stopped.
Although they couldn't see it very clearly because of the distance, and they couldn't hear the sound, everyone's hearts still twitched as if they had been hit with a sledgehammer.
"Oh God! How could such a thing happen! Oh God!" Margaret closed her eyes and did not dare to look at what was happening in front of her. Everyone else's faces were ashen, including the youngest Camille. Even spit it out directly.
It took a full hour for the light yellow smoke to dissipate. The U.S. military position originally stationed there was in a mess, and the ground was full of wounded soldiers in pain.
The Allied vanguard troops withdrew from their original camp that day.
At night, everyone was silent because of what happened during the day, and the faint sobbing of girls could be heard.
He Chi looked out the window silently, his heart shaking equally violently.
At first, he just participated in the dungeon with a game mentality. The purpose was simply to complete the tasks and earn more time. However, as the war progressed, his own state of mind was also affected unconsciously.
Margaret, Jason, Groot, Camille, and Christine, needless to say, these people are already comrades-in-arms and friends who share weal and woe with him day and night.
Even ordinary soldiers are not simple data symbols, but living people with feelings and pain. Seeing this kind of behavior that can be called massacre today, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.
A piece of thick bread was handed over, and Christine put her hair back and sat next to him.
"He, you didn't eat anything at night, you'd better eat some."
He Chi took the bread and looked at the blonde. At this time, the French female reporter had no trace of anything on her body. The arrogance and willfulness at the beginning no longer showed confusion on the gray face, and the eyes that were once full of fear were replaced by perseverance.
The battlefield can make a person grow rapidly.
This is true for both He Chi and Christine.
He Chi took a bite of the thick bread, thought about it and said, "I plan to send you and the two nurses out."
"Get out? How is that possible?!" Kristen opened her eyes wide. Eye.
"Possible" He Chi raised his hand and pressed the eye of an oil painting. A secret door recessed, revealing a narrow passage.
"You said before that many lovers' manors have secret passages. I tried to find them and just found them yesterday." He Chi said with a complicated expression as he looked at the passage in front of him.
(End of this chapter)