In the forest camp under the stars, Wei Ran quietly listened to the guerrillas headed by Uncle Slava thinking about the days after the war. These guerrillas who came together to fight side by side for various reasons, their dreams were far greater than
Those children are much more simple.
Just like what Ivan said at the time, Teacher Gianna wanted to stay here and continue to be a teacher after the war was over. Tanker Shura then said that he was also prepared to stay here and be a teacher with Gianna.
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As for Uncle Slava, he is planning to return to his hometown of Zaporosh on the Dnieper River and return to his old job as a construction worker. Just like him, most of the other guerrillas just want to return to
Reunite with your relatives in your hometown.
But even with such a simple wish, there is an extremely difficult prerequisite - to live until they successfully drive away the Germans and live until the war is over.
For Wei Ran, he can guarantee that the Germans will definitely fail and that the war will end soon, but he cannot guarantee that how many of these ragged guerrillas will live to realize their wishes?
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While he was secretly worried, Shula calmly took the milk bucket handed to him by Teacher Gianna, and left the camp in the dark with the half bucket of vodka they left behind and the two guerrillas.
"Ivan" Shula whispered in the dark forest.
"Here"
Before he finished speaking, Ivan had already walked over with a draft horse dragging a sledge. On the sledge, in addition to the heavy Maxim water-cooled machine gun, there was also a large bucket full of broth.
, a basket of bread, and some small fish in a tin bucket.
"Sergei is already in front of us," Ivan whispered.
Shula nodded when he heard this, then loaded the submachine gun in his hand with a click, "Let's go!"
Ivan first looked up at the starry night, then took out a metal flashlight from his arms, lit it and shook it straight ahead, then immediately extinguished the flashlight and stuffed it back into his arms.
After a moment, a faint dim yellow light lit up where the light beam had just swept. It was only then that he gently shook the reins and started running through the dense forest while controlling the draft horse pulling the sledge.
Behind the draft horse, Shula and his two companions each held weapons in their hands and carefully stared at the surrounding situation.
Directly in front of the sledge, Ivan's good friend Sergey was walking in front with a kerosene lamp on a wooden pole. Behind him, slightly to the right, was the area not covered by the light of the oil lamp.
Another little boy led a dog and followed silently.
This strange combination walked left and right in the forest for almost two hours, during which time they even walked in a creek full of pebbles for more than ten minutes, before finally stopping without any warning.
Sergey, who was walking in front, looked around, removed the kerosene lamp from the pole and placed it at his feet. The little boy holding the dog took off a German-issued square from the neck of the hunting dog.
He carried a flashlight and skillfully controlled the flashlight to turn on and off according to the agreed-upon rhythm, sending a safety signal.
Behind them, Ivan himself was the only one left on the sledge, while Shula and his two other companions were already a hundred meters behind the sledge, each hiding behind a thick tree trunk, watching warily.
surrounding situation.
A moment later, a string of nightingale cries came from right in front of Sergey. After the cries, the little boy holding the dog immediately turned off the flashlight and hung it again on the hunting dog's neck.
At the same time, Ivan behind them shook the reins again, controlled the horse-drawn sledge and went straight forward, picked up Sergei who was waiting at the same place, and continued to move forward in the dense forest.
The little boy holding the hunting dog hung the oil lamp on the branch of a pine tree, and then hid with his hunting dog in the shadow on the other side of the pine tree and waited quietly for the return journey.
"We brought so much food this time, they must be very happy." On the horse-drawn sledge, Sergey picked up the milk bucket containing vodka, "And Victor also brought vodka, so they must be even happier."
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"Shh!"
When Ivan made a sound, he also poked Sergey with the small whip in his hand. The latter also reacted and immediately closed his mouth.
Soon after, several wooden houses that looked very old suddenly appeared in front of the horse-drawn sledge, and their outlines were even obscured by wildly growing vines. Not far from these houses, there was a large swamp.
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If Wei Ran followed here at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize this place at a glance. Even if he couldn't recognize the much larger swamp and the surrounding terrain, he would at least be able to recognize the well covered with stone slabs.
"Our little nightingale is here again?"
While they were talking, a woman wearing a Soviet military uniform came over carrying a kerosene lamp with the brightness adjusted to the lowest level. She asked with a smile, "Ivan, has your brother sent you away?"
"Sent away," Ivan replied happily, "I was sent away by sister Alyssa's plane the night before yesterday."
"That's good"
The woman in military uniform breathed a sigh of relief and stepped closer to the sledge, "What good things did you bring today?"
"Today we brought vodka! Unwatered vodka!"
Sergey lowered his voice and handed the milk bucket, which was at least half full, to the former as if it were a treasure.
"Vodka?"
The female soldier took the milk bucket, weighed it, and asked in surprise, "Are you going to sneak attack the Germans again?"
"No"
Ivan explained, "It was a gift from a reporter who was sent by Sister Alissa. His name is Victor. He is a very good man. Not only does he help us dig shacks, but he also gives us classes in the evening!"
"What did he teach you?"
The female soldier asked with a smile. While speaking, she also called to the rest of the people who gathered around her and picked up all the soup buckets, bread and small fish kept in the iron buckets from the sledge.
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"There is another class called the future!" Sergey rushed to answer. "He asked us what our wishes were, and he also asked us to imagine what it will be like 50 years from now."
"And he's a weirdo who doesn't eat meat," Ivan continued. "Uncle Slava gave him a huge piece of venison and he didn't even want it."
"It seems you like that reporter very much?"
Hearing this, Ivan and Sergey nodded in unison, "Victor is a very good person, and he also took a lot of photos for us!"
"And, from now on I want to be a hero of the Soviet Union!"
"I want to be a mathematician!" Sergey said unwillingly.
The female soldier was startled when she heard this, and said firmly, "I believe that you will definitely realize your wish!"
"Victor said so too."
Seeing that the machine guns, ammunition and water tanks on the sledge had been removed, and the soup buckets and tin buckets that had just been moved had also been emptied and returned, Ivan immediately asked, "Aunt Sasha, what else should we do?
Or is there something we need to bring back? If not, we will go back."
"Good boy, bring this to Teacher Jaina."
The female soldier known as Aunt Sasha took out a pack of cigarettes from her arms and handed it to Ivan, "Remember to tell her that Aunt Sasha is in urgent need of these things now."
"I see!"
As Ivan spoke, he put the box of cigarettes into his arms, whispered to the draft horse, turned the sledge around, and left along the original road.
Seeing the backs of the two little guys being completely swallowed up by the dark forest, the female soldier Sasha immediately turned around and walked into the wooden house full of wounded people lying behind her.
