Battle of the Third Reich

Weierle took off his monocle, and he turned to smile and nodded at Mueller sitting beside him.

"Guard! Take this person down."

Mueller gave orders to the guards loudly. In the eyes of the three German generals with pity and contempt, the guerrilla officer curled up on a folding chair and shivered like a sifter was dragged out of the tent by two storm commandos.

"How do you feel, Your Chief of Staff." Hans said to Weiller while looking at the interrogation record.

"Look, General Hans." Weyler took out a delicate silver cigarette case from his pocket and took a cigarette out of it and put it on his ivory mouthpiece.

"Oh, I think this prisoner should explain all the truth. I have never seen a prisoner who cooperates like the previous one. Ask what you want, and encounter such a cowardly enemy. I really don’t know where to go. Praise him or spurn him."

"Hahaha, my Hans, you are right, but you should think so, how good it would be if our enemies were all composed of such things, so that it would save us much trouble. Unfortunately, this is just a dream There are not many of our enemies who are as boneless as before, and more of them are **** diehards.” Mueller said with a smile on the side, and then took it out of the cigarette case handed over from Weiller A cigarette.

"Müller is right." Weyler took out a lighter and lit a cigarette, then took a slow breath, then looked at Hans and continued: "What we need now is this kind of unwilling enemy, no People will like their enemies to be strong and unyielding. Like the one in the front is the best example, what he confesses is very important to us. If he is a determined person, although it may arouse our respect, but his respect for us The harm will be more serious. I think you should understand what I mean."

"Yes, Your Chief of Staff." Hans replied with a nod.

"Now we should take a look at the little Polish girl, I hope she can give me a satisfactory answer." Weierle took a deep breath of cigarettes and then said to the guards: "Now you go to take the Polish female captive Come here. And don’t let those captives idle, let them dig a pit and bury the bodies. The taste is really uncomfortable."

"Follow your orders, Lord General."

The two commandos hurried out with a salute. After a while, there was a ferocious cry of German soldiers outside the tent.

"Report the general, the captive brought it."

The guard at the door opened the curtain, and then the two commandos walked into the tent with Sharon.

"Let her sit down."

Weyler ordered coldly, and both Mueller and Hans lowered their faces and looked at the Polish girl in front of them with cold eyes.

"Sit down!" The two commandos slammed Sharon into the folding chair, and then stood aside, pointing at the somewhat stubborn captive with a submachine gun.

If someone familiar with Sharon was present, he would not believe that the girl sitting on the folding chair in the middle of the tent would be the girl he knew. Now Sharon's appearance is extremely embarrassed, not to mention the smoke and dust all over his face. The blood stains on his forehead and swollen cheeks even show the girl's previous injuries to the three German generals. Of course they One of them is responsible for the swollen cheeks, although it is self-defense, but seeing a young girl get this way, the man now regrets that he just started too heavy.

"Your name is..." Weiler took a look at the record in Hans' hands.

"Sharon. Gusta, isn't it." Weiler asked when he lowered the record, raised his head and stared closely at Sharon. Sharon looked back at Weiler without fear, and it seemed that she had completely calmed down now. The Polish girl stood proudly and gazed at the three German generals in the military uniform in front of her without a word, her eyes full of hatred.

"Aren't you called Sharon. Gusta?" Weiler turned a blind eye to the kind of cruelty in the girl's eyes, and he continued to ask in an orderly manner. Sharon remained silent, and Weierle's reaction to the girl was no surprise. He had long expected this to be the case.

"Very well, it seems that this is indeed your name." Weiller nodded with a smile, then picked up the confession from the guerrillas in front of him.

"You are Shulenitsev. The guerrillas organized by La Quinte have a total of 124 people. Your lair is near the village of Tispur, 30 kilometers west of here. This time you received the wrong information that there was one A large transportation convoy is going to pass through here to supply supplies to the Surenställk Army operations, so you have to make a move to ambush this supply convoy to **** the supplies you are currently in short supply. Now your entire team except the more than twenty remaining in the village All the people are here, unfortunately most of them are now cold bodies. You are the best sniper in your guerrillas, and you are closely related to your captain La Quinte, you participated in all the attacks The planning and implementation of the operation are actually members of your guerrilla command organization. Do you have anything to add to what I said?"

Weierle read the confession in his indifferent tone, but it caused a huge wave in Sharon's heart. Weiller's words surprised Sharon deeply. She didn't expect that the German general had mastered her and the guerrillas in such detail. Because she had been kept alone in a lorry in front of her, she didn't know that other guerrilla officers had already explained everything during the interrogation. Weirler's words shocked her heart greatly. Facing this German general who seemed to know everything, Sharon subconsciously felt a fear that had never happened before.

Looking at Sharon’s surprised and wide-eyed eyes after listening to his words, Weierle continued with a smile: "Miss Gusta, or I can call you Sharon. You can not answer my question, fact I didn’t expect to get any information from your mouth. According to the information I have, you are a very stubborn and very stubborn girl. This reminds me of my daughter. Although she is only eleven years old, she has a temper with you. It’s the same kind of strength. As soon as I see you, I’m like seeing her grow up."

Weierle took another cigarette out of the cigarette case, and then smiled at the Sharon and asked, "Is it okay?" But before Sharon could answer, Weierle had lighted the cigarette for himself. After a long burst of smoke, Weierle continued to say in his careless tone: "Sharon, now we don't want to know anything from you, because we know what you know, we don't know us Also know. There is no information we need in your mind."

Sharon was confused by Weiller's remarks. Since the Germans already knew everything, why did they bring themselves here for interrogation, but she still did not show her mind, she was still cold Looking at the German general said nothing.

"You must be wondering why we are still interrogating you. Actually, I just want to see what a girl who almost destroyed Poland. I have no other meaning. Your performance makes me very satisfied. Okay, The guards can take the lady out and let her dig pits and bury their comrades with the other captives. She should be very skilled at this point. She almost dug the graves for all Poles."

Weierle changed his face and looked at Sharon with a cold look, a sneering sneer in the corner of his mouth. The two commandos quickly stepped up to pick up Sharon from the chair and dragged the girl with a blank expression on her face toward the tent.

"Wait a minute." Sharon, struggling with the narrow arms of the two commandos, suddenly struggled. She finally broke the silence and called to Weiller.

"Wait, bring her back." Weiler gave the guard coldly an order.

When Sharon was sitting on the folding chair again, Weierle asked lightly: "Miss, do you have anything else to tell us?"

Sharon replied loudly: "I have nothing to say to you. I just want to ask you a question. What did you mean by saying that I almost destroyed Poland. Does Poland still exist in your eyes?"

"Oh, what you are asking is this, but miss, your German is very good. Where did you learn it? Are you Germanic?" Weiler asked without hesitation. He was already very satisfied with the current situation, and he was able to communicate with this seemingly conflicting prisoner without penalty. This is a big victory for him. Now the smart chief of staff wants Continue to expand his victory.

"I studied German literature at Warsaw University. I am Polish, not Germanic." Sharon felt that her momentum was suddenly suppressed by the German general. She knew she should not be with those Germans. Talk, but she is really curious now why the Germans said she almost ruined Poland.

"Oh, I will answer your question when you are so cooperative. If the bullet you shot almost made the entire Polish blood flow more serious, it is possible that Poland will be razed to the ground." Weiler continued After taking a sip of the cigarette ash from the bomb, he continued: "You almost killed the only great leader who can save this world now. He is the idol of all the armed forces in Germany. In order to avenge him, the German team Will throw the entire Polish nation into hell, Poland will completely disappear from the earth for your bullet. I’m not kidding you, this kind of thing can happen. So you can be the culprit for not destroying Poland Fortunately. Your crime is enough for you to be executed after all the torture in the world. You are still alive now because of him. No one but him has the right to deal with the person who hurt him."

Sharon was stunned by the words of Weiller. She thought the words of this old German celebrity who looked very old and sly were unreliable, but she thought it might be true because she saw a senior German general Being carried out of the command car, someone might have hit some terrible big man, but the Germans would destroy Poland for a general, and she felt a bit sensational.

"You must be thinking that I'm scaring you, I don't have this mood to joke with you. I can't tell you who you shot, but I believe every German here is willing to go for him Die," Weiller said slowly, with an extremely evil tone: "You will pay for your crimes, not only you, although that person has nothing to do now, but he was injured. It’s an unforgivable felony, and all the villages and the residents in it within a hundred kilometers will be severely punished by the German squad for your sake. You will take full responsibility for their death."

"No, you murderers, you can't do this." Sharon was stunned by Weiller's words. A hundred kilometers away, there must be at least hundreds of villages and tens of thousands of villagers. The German general even said lightly that he wanted to To kill them all, is it true that the Germans have no humanity?

"No! We can do this, and we have enough rights and enough strength to do so. They killed you, revenge from your stupid ambush, those villages will be wiped out, everyone will They are sent to concentration camps, and those who have helped you will be executed on the spot. It’s all because of you.” Weierle said with a sneer: “From the perspective of Poland, you are a patriot. But from the perspective of our cruel and cruel occupiers, you are just abominable saboteurs. Your current behavior will not only help your country, but will cause your motherland to suffer more from this."

"No, it's not like this. I'm fighting for the temptation of Poland. I'm fighting for the innocent civilians killed by you and the brave soldiers who died in battle." Sharon yelled angrily.

"Calm down, Miss Sharon. I can believe other people say this, but you are really not qualified to say these things. You are just some bandits who looted for the survival of your village. I already know all of you. In the attack, you have never attacked Germany and industrial facilities. You have not attacked the German Armed Forces passing by your village. You attacked the ordinary transportation convoys provided by the towns and military operations. Then you robbed The materials are shipped back to your village. As far as I know, you also have close ties with some underground black market merchants. A large part of the materials you looted were found by your captain and then sent to large cities such as Warsaw. Sell ​​at high prices in exchange for huge profits."

"You are framed. Laquint is not such a person. We are just warriors fighting for temptation." Sharon now doesn't believe the German general at all. She cares about the German general so scornfully like her brother. Laquint, who was taking care of her, felt extremely angry. If the two commandos were holding her in a hurry, she might have rushed to Weiller now.

"I said calm. Miss, I don't want my soldiers to tie you up, so you'd better sit there honestly for me." Weierle stared at Sharon coldly.

"All I am talking about are facts. This is the confession of your deputy captain of the guerrillas, Hantsov, who clearly explained to us the true face of your guerrillas. You were blinded by La Quinte with lies The poor guy, in fact, you are just a robbery gang under the banner of fighting for the motherland. I am surprised that you are ignorant of these, I am sorry for your simplicity. But he also explained one thing Regarding your matter, this is also related to your Captain La Quinte. I think you will be interested in this matter."

Weiller's words made Sharon unbelievable, but Hantesov's confession had to convince her. Most of the things in the guerrillas are the responsibility of the deputy captain. Those secrets are only known to him and the captain. In addition, there is always a big discrepancy in the amount of materials after each attack. It now seems that there is a real possibility of being hidden by those players who are in the know. Sharon's mind was confusing, and she slowly stopped struggling, gasping at the German general, wanting to know what else was about herself but she didn't know.

"Let her go." Weiller gave orders to the two commandos, and then said lightly to Sharon, who was sitting there staring at himself, "You have a brother named Tosval. Gu Star, right."

Sharon nodded blankly.

"He is an anti-tank gunman of the Polish Army. He died on the battlefield in the battle to resist our attack."

Sharon nodded again.

"La Quinte brought you your brother's weapons and said that your brother entrusted you to him, right."

"Yes. What about then." Sharon asked, looking at Weirler in confusion.

"He is lying to you. Your brother did not die."

"What!" This sentence made Sharon feel like she was struck by lightning, she couldn't believe her ears.

"It's impossible, you lied to me."

"Why should I lie to you. I can tell you that your brother didn't fight us near Warsaw at the time. He resisted the Russians in Kolakoven. It was this La Quint who betrayed your brother's company. As a result, your brother was captured by the Russians. This Laquint became a Russian spy. He was sent back to the Polish-Occupied Territories to collect intelligence and organized guerrillas to disrupt the order in the German-occupied areas. You were used by him to hide His identity, the deputy captain Khantsov, is completely Russian. Now you understand the truth. Your brother should be locked up in a Russian labor camp now, it is impossible for him to be put back by the Russians. Yes, now I am worried about whether he can withstand such a long period of suffering."

"Is that what you said is true? My brother is not dead." Sharon felt very excited now, and hearing the news that her only loved one might live in the world just made her feel like she was dreaming now, but one Thinking of myself being insecure now, knowing what the good news is, it suddenly cooled with Sharon's heart. She asked Weiler: "Why do you want to tell me this news? I will be executed by you, knowing that his news is no longer meaningful to me."

"No, Miss Sharon, don't you want to continue living to meet your brother?"

With a satisfied look, Weierle said with a smile: "Now I can give you a chance, I want you to cooperate with us."

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