On the west bank of the Don River, behind the German positions, veterinarian Cyril was walking in the forest towards home. He was hoping to get some food from acquaintances in the same village and see them by the way.
What was life like in the German-occupied territories?
As the surrounding environment became more and more familiar, veterinarian Cyril secretly became more vigilant and his steps became more cautious.
The village where he grew up was surrounded by forests on three sides and vast farmland on the other side. However, before he could even take one foot out of the forest, a rifle was pressed against his head from the side.
Subconsciously raising his hands and turning around, Cyril's face immediately showed a look of panic. There were five Germans on the opposite side, two of them even equipped with submachine guns, which he could not resist.
"Don't kill me, I'm the veterinarian in the town ahead." Cyril squatted on the ground in panic, holding his head in his hands and shouted loudly.
This cowardly behavior made the five German soldiers reveal undisguised ridicule on their faces, and then two soldiers roughly pulled Cyril up and escorted him towards the direction of the village.
Along the way, the familiar village has changed beyond recognition. Especially when he passed near his home, Cyril's face had a look of horror. The small wooden house was completely unrecognizable, even the window on the first floor.
There was also a particularly thick muzzle sticking out.
Under the escort of the two German soldiers, Cyril continued to walk inside. The few remaining familiar villagers he met along the way were also quite old people. They were also surprised when they saw the veterinarian Cyril.
, but then he quickly lowered his head and did not dare to say another word.
When he walked near the spontaneously built church in the center of the village, layers of cold sweat broke out on Cyril's forehead. Around this small church, tanks of various models were parked, and even
Behind the church, there are 12 artillery pieces with a caliber of at least 150 mm!
Cyril, a veterinarian who grew up in this village, immediately realized something was wrong. This village was not far from the Don River, and it was also less than ten kilometers away from Position 19. For those artillery and tanks and armored vehicles, as long as
If they are willing, they can deliver a fatal blow to the Don River position almost at any time!
This news must be passed on to Kaze!
After the veterinarian Cyril made up his mind, the expression on his face became more and more cowardly. However, the soldiers who captured him seemed not to understand Russian or did not bother to talk to him at all, and escorted him directly to the small church in the center of the village.
inside.
"May I have your name?"
A middle-aged man sitting on a long chair asked in fluent Russian. While speaking, he even smelled his sleeves vigorously, then picked up the bottle and took a big sip of vodka.
"Cyril, my name is Cyril and I am the veterinarian of this village."
"I've never seen you in this village before."
"I was captured digging trenches and I just escaped."
Cyril rubbed his stomach with a grimace, "I thought I could make some money back, but who knew they didn't even have enough food to eat, so I took advantage of the heavy rain last night and escaped from them."
Such a simple answer made the middle-aged man sitting in the chair laugh, "I've never seen such a stupid old guy like you."
"I am indeed a stupid old thing. Can you give me something to eat? I haven't eaten enough for several days." Cyril begged pitifully, while speaking, he looked at the long bar without concealing it.
The dinner plate on the table swallowed.
"Of course I can give you something to eat."
The middle-aged soldier, who smelled of alcohol, didn't know if he was really drunk. He actually called the soldier standing guard at the door with great joy and brought Cyril a large plate of steaming bread and a large pot of creamy mushrooms.
soup, and even poured him a small glass of vodka.
After getting the signal from the former, Cyril finally stopped being polite, picked up two pieces of bread, dipped them in the cream of mushroom soup and roughly put them into his mouth.
While Cyril was eating, the middle-aged soldier said, "Tell me where the Soviet Red Army is hiding, and you can eat these for every meal from now on."
The veterinarian Cyril did not stop wolfing down the glass of vodka without stopping at all. After drinking it in one gulp, he said matter-of-factly, "Aren't they near the Don River? The sound of your fighting has not stopped in the past few days. I have never stopped talking about it."
Those who escaped there, there are not many people in their position, otherwise I would not be able to escape."
The middle-aged soldier said something in German, and then said to Cyril in Russian, "You are right, take this food and find a place to rest, and take us to see the trenches you dug in the evening.
How about it?"
After pretending to hesitate, the veterinarian Cyril put on a greedy look, "Unless you give me a few sets of clean clothes, a box of vodka, and two good horses that can plow the land, let me think about it, oh, by the way!
House, I’m going to my house to rest, I haven’t been back for a long time.”
"I like your greed"
The middle-aged soldier finally put down the food in his hand, took out his handkerchief in a hurry, and wiped his hands carefully, "When you lead us to the trench you dug tonight, we will give you everything you want.
"
Before Cyril could say anything, the two soldiers had already escorted Cyril, who hurriedly stuffed bread into his mouth, out of the church at the signal of the middle-aged soldier.
"Can you let me go home and take a look?" Cyril struggled to raise his head and pointed in the direction of his home, shouting, "At least let me take out the money I have hidden at home!"
Perhaps with the consent of the middle-aged man in the church, the two soldiers actually followed Cyril's struggle and led him to his house.
What makes the veterinarian Cyril particularly heartbroken is that this is not a big wooden house, but it is a wooden house that he built with great effort. One of the walls has been cut out, and on the floor of the first floor, there is a wall facing the outside of the village.
A chest-high sandbag wall has been built in the back. Behind this sandbag wall, there is also a Czech ZB60 heavy machine gun and sufficient ammunition.
A little further away from the machine gun, there were three soldiers heating the food in the cans around a bonfire lit in the center of the floor. What made Cyril even more angry was that all the fuel for the bonfire was his own.
Home furniture!
Pushing the dazed Cyril into the room, the two soldiers said something to their companions in the room, and then the five people sat down around the campfire. One of them even pulled off a skirt to wipe the mud on his shoes.
.
Cyril took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress his anger, put on a flattering smile on his old face, and pointed upstairs, "Can I go upstairs to get something?"
