In the forest shrouded in morning mist, while chatting with Slava, Wei Ran followed the sledge in front and the old man and young man in front to the edge of the forest.
Although the two of them kept chatting along the way, the other guerrillas were not idle. From time to time, they would pick up a hare or pheasant caught in a trap from the bushes along the way.
kind of prey.
But more often than not, these unlucky ones caught in the trap have already been caught by other predators in the forest, leaving them with only some broken fur and blood all over the ground.
It can be seen that these guerrillas have long been accustomed to this kind of thing. Therefore, even the mutilated prey carcasses were not spared, but were put into sacks. After changing positions, they were directly used as new prey.
Placed animal trap bait.
As everyone got closer and closer to the edge of the forest, this hunting activity, which was like hunting rabbits, stopped. Those guerrillas who still had animal blood stains on their hands also cautiously picked up the bags they had been carrying on their shoulders.
weapons, even Slava stopped chatting with Wei Ran.
Wei Ran crawled behind the bushes at the edge of the forest, and used the cover of his bag to take out his telescope. Perhaps because of the lack of cover from trees, the fog outside the forest was relatively light under the scorching sun that had completely jumped out of the horizon.
many.
Correspondingly, it also allowed him to easily see the wheat seedlings and potato seedlings in the vast farmland outside the forest. As well as the railway line farther away that passed through the farmland and extended to the end of the field of vision.
But in addition to these, there are also many wrecks of T-34 tanks and various trucks abandoned on this farmland. Even on individual tank turrets, there are some wearing Soviet Red Army uniforms, or just wearing coarse clothes.
, even burnt corpses.
Some of these corpses have long since rotted and exuded a body odor that can be easily smelled by Wei Ran a hundred meters away, while others are still so fresh that the corpses are covered with plump crows without even knowing it.
Where did the fox or wild dog come from?
But without exception, most of these corpses were completely mutilated, and many of them had obviously been shot more than once. It was difficult for him to find a head that still remained intact among so many corpses.
Putting down the telescope, Wei Ran couldn't help but look at Slava beside him.
The latter seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and before Wei Ran could speak, he took the initiative to explain, "The earliest batch of those corpses were the Red Army soldiers who died during the Liuban Battle in the summer. The rest were basically captured by the Germans.
Partisans who arrived, villagers who fled, or Jews who were executed by the Germans."
"Just let them lie there forever?" Wei Ran asked, considering his words.
"it's the only way"
Slava sighed, "We don't have enough manpower to bury them, let alone allow living people to carry them at the risk of triggering explosives around the bodies."
Wei Ran opened his mouth, but before he could say anything else, Slava had already turned around and called on the surrounding guerrillas to continue patrolling. Only this time, they maintained a wavy line that was almost parallel to the edge of the forest.
Lateral movement.
At the crest of this wavy line near the edge of the forest, all the guerrillas focused their attention on the outside of the forest, guarding against the Germans who might appear at any time. Occasionally, when a train passed by, Slava would take out a small book.
, carefully recorded the time and direction.
As for the trough area of this wavy line away from the edge of the forest, the guerrillas focused all their attention on all locations that looked like they could hide people. From abandoned shacks and hunter cabins, to naturally formed tree holes and even bear caves
Or maybe it's just a suspicious-looking bush.
In many cases, even if they did not find the expected refugees running from the other side of the farmland in these places, they would leave a small piece of precious bread inside.
At the same time, while the guerrillas were searching for refugees, Slava also found an opportunity to tell Weiran that they were planning to unite two foreign guerrillas to capture the freight train station controlled by the Germans.
In response to this, Wei Ran immediately expressed his desire to join in the action without even thinking about it. After all, his return mission included assisting the guerrillas in completing the ambush mission, so as long as he wanted to return alive, he had to seize the opportunity.
At the same time, he also secretly wondered whether there was any inevitable connection between the freight station Slava mentioned and the camp he visited before entering this era.
In his wild thoughts, the time soon came to noon, and the guerrillas who had been wandering for most of the day finally discovered a girl wearing almost only rags in the low roar of the hunting dog.
This girl, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old at most, was covered in grass leaves and her blond hair was already knotted. When everyone found him, she was kneeling on the ground, digging up a ghost ginger plant with her bare hands, but even though
Even with this posture, it was difficult to hide her bulging belly and the old and new scars on her body.
What worried everyone even more was the numb expression on the girl's face. She didn't show any fear or joy because she saw Wei Ran and others, and she didn't even make the slightest move to dig out the devil Jiang.
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Slava and Wei Ran, who had been following him, looked at each other and silently reached out to take a blanket from the sledge and put it on each other's body. Then he took off the kettle from his waist, unscrewed it and handed it to her, gently.
He took the freshly dug Japanese ginger from her hand, which was covered with wounds caused by cigarette butts, and replaced it with a piece of bread.
This zombie-like girl silently took the water bottle and took a sip, followed by another big sip, then tremblingly put the piece of bread in her hand into her mouth and started to devour it. Gradually, there was a glint in her eyes.
, tears welled up in his eyes, and his originally numb face began to gain expression little by little.
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Uncle Slava gently hugged the girl's shoulders and almost murmured, "We will protect you. Do you know Alissa? Alissa from Liuban, she and her brother used to drive often
That Alissa who sprays pesticides on everyone from airplanes. You must know her, right? At least you’ve seen the leaflets she dropped from airplanes, right?”
Seeing the girl nodding, Slava took out a piece of bread from the basket and handed it over, "We are all her friends. My name is Slava. In the summer, my comrades and I drove tanks here and Germany.
People have fought in wars. I'm sorry, we lost that battle and we didn't protect you well."
The girl who had been crying shook her head and retorted softly in the same hoarse voice, "I don't blame you, I don't blame you."
Slava did not continue on this question, but wiped the tears and dust from the other person's face with his sleeves, and asked softly, "What's your name? Is there anyone else? Is there anyone else with you?"
Escape?"
"Coria"
The girl finally no longer suppressed the fear and crying in her heart, and said while sobbing, "We escaped early this morning, but my brothers and sisters and I were separated. I don't know where they are."
"I will find your brothers and sisters. Are there others?" Slava asked more gently.
The girl named Kolya nodded and said while wiping her tears, "There are also Mrs. Zhenya and her son who led us to escape. We should be the only ones. Some of them were shot to death before they could cross the railway.
Already."
Uncle Slava was particularly gentle at this time, "Go and rest on the sledge for a while. When we find the others, we will send you to a safe place."
Unexpectedly, Kolya looked at the former with tears after hearing this, and begged with a cry, "I'm not tired, not at all. Please give me a gun, and when I find my brothers and sisters, you can send them to
Just a safe place is enough. I will go and fight the Germans with you. I can use a gun, I really know how to use a gun. My father was the best hunter in the village when he was alive, and he taught me."
