Germans generally believe in Lutheranism, so Henschel also had a small cross hanging around his neck. He was well hidden and was not searched after being captured.
Looking at the way he was devouring it, didn't he commit the sin of gluttony? Even if this person was really hungry, his crazy behavior of wanting to stuff a whole piece of thick black bread directly into his esophagus was so heart-wrenching.
Yang Mingzhi frowned and watched this "hungry ghost" devouring his food. Fortunately, he understood the importance of drinking water, otherwise he would risk choking to death.
"Henshel, I can see that you haven't satisfied your appetite for a long time. The most delicious ones are vegetable soup and fish pond. You can also drink a bowl! Even if you drink them all, it will be fine." Yang Mingzhi said kindly.
The reminder was still treated as shit by this "hungry ghost".
This guy is devouring so much, and if he continues to let it go, he is afraid that his stomach will burst.
"Abram, stop this man!" Yang Mingzhi gave the order, and Henschel was finally controlled. But this man was obviously still unfinished, as if he hadn't eaten bread for many years, his eyes were still staring at the pieces of black bread.
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Looking at the mess on this table, all the good things have been eaten by this German! The precious food was eaten by the prisoners of war. The majority of Belarusian soldiers will be very angry when they see it.
Yang Mingzhi is not angry, he can understand why Henschel is so crazy.
Henschel was now held down by two guards on the shoulders and unable to move. Yang Mingzhi stepped forward, sat directly opposite the man, picked up a piece of bread and started to eat it.
Seeing that the man had calmed down, Yang Mingzhi ordered him to be released and started after hearing the news.
"I really didn't expect you to be so hungry. How about now? Your stomach should be full!"
Henschel's calm tone made Henschel feel at ease. In fact, he was always surprised when facing this Soviet officer: "I didn't expect that you can already speak our language, and I can completely understand what you say.
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Yang Mingzhi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Is this considered a compliment? I learned German as a surprise. I just know some daily vocabulary. If you speak English very well, we can use it to communicate."
"Let's use Russian!" Henschel responded, but he spoke a mixture of German and Russian: "Under our German education system, all children generally learn English and French. But I have almost forgotten English, so I
Surprisingly you can speak English."
"Since you don't speak English, I won't force you, but you can actually speak Russian!" Yang Mingzhi put on a surprised expression.
Henschel smiled bitterly: "There is no way. After all, I am a prisoner of war. Only by learning the Russian language can I understand what they mean! So I spend my free time studying hard on my own, and the supervisors here are also willing to teach."
He suddenly paused, and his expression became nervous: "However, my current situation is very bad, and learning Russian is really useless, because I am going to die."
Yang Mingzhi became nervous when the word "death" was mentioned.
"Death? Are you going to die? Is someone trying to kill you?"
Just after saying this, Henschel sneered and then asked: "Kill me? Of course someone will kill me! Aren't you the one who wants to kill me?"
The scene was freezing for a while.
In Henschel's view, the Russians are not good people at all, and there is also the guy named Belekov in front of him. Especially these Soviet troops, they are all hypocritical. On the one hand, they promised to provide food and prevent the prisoners of war from starving to death.
, on the other hand, they let prisoners of war mine.
Yang Mingzhi was very surprised that he would say such words, especially with his deep eyes, which were completely protesting and accusing him.
Yang Mingzhi quickly argued: "No! I am different from others! I have always opposed the killing of prisoners of war, but the Russians have suffered from your brutal killings. Almost every soldier's relatives have been killed by German soldiers. They want revenge.
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"So! If you don't kill me, others will still kill me! In that case, why did you promise to guarantee our lives? I know that because a prisoner of war assassinated you, hundreds of us are guilty! You shot them
Twenty people will kill us all in the end!"
Henschel was very excited, and while he roared at the top of his lungs, he was held down by the guards. This man's actions naturally attracted a lot of people, and a group of female soldiers quickly stabbed him with their spears like "short spears".
The rifles came around.
Henschel knew that he had become the target of public criticism, so he simply shouted: "Kill me! I am very grateful to you for giving me the last chance to take a bath and the last dinner. Stop being hypocritical now."
, dig a grave for me and shoot me!"
Yang Mingzhi was suddenly confused. He was quiet for a while before he figured it out. Let him take a bath, let him put on new clothes, and let him eat a big meal. This seems to be the case before many countries execute prisoners on death row!
Of course, we are not here to quarrel, let alone what makes this prisoner of war so excited and barking, where is the dignity of a senior officer? Yang Mingzhi stood up suddenly, said with a sullen face: "You are really lucky, I repeat
Once again, I had no intention of letting you die! Don’t you want to live until the war is won? If I had let you die, you would have died last year!”
Nothing was said, and Henschel fell silent.
Yang Mingzhi continued to ask: "Tell me! What makes you think that I want to kill you today? Is it the so-called last supper?"
Henschel realized that his understanding was biased. This officer was so serious and certain that he would not die today. However, his body was already suffering from lung disease. If he continued to work for a period of time, death was destined to come. His mood could no longer be calm.
He responded coldly: "I've started to cough up blood. I'm afraid it's tuberculosis! The reason why I'm like this is because you force me to mine. These toxic gases and dust poison my body every day. Some people have already died of pneumonia.
Yeah! Those people are my fate!"
What kind of torture did the prisoners of war suffer when they worked in such a harsh environment? Joshua completely downplayed the matter, as if the natural harm suffered by the prisoners of war could be ignored. But judging from the results of his "private interview"
, the situation is much more serious than what she reported!
Through observation, Yang Mingzhi was able to determine that most of the prisoners of war had been seriously injured. Moreover, Henschel's hoarse shouting completely confirmed that his estimate was correct.
In order to confirm the facts, Yang Mingzhi continued to ask: "You mean, the gas from this sulfur mine has been hurting your body?"
"Yes! The pungent smell itself is a kind of poisonous gas! You know this completely!" As he spoke, Henschel twisted his neck to the side and winked: "Those are your soldiers, these women are wearing our
Gas masks, but we don’t even have the simplest masks..."
Henschel firmly grasped this opportunity to complain, and the more he spoke, the more he spoke, and even became a little incoherent, and his emotions became more and more out of control!
As the man spoke, he actually started crying, and the words in his mouth turned into incomprehensible mumblings!
Yang Mingzhi frowned and slammed the table: "That's enough! I'll ask you again when you've cried enough!"