Chapter 3

I don't know how long it took, the cool rain made me wake up again.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I found that I was covered by a lot of branches. I looked at the gray sky through the gaps of the branches and tried to recall what had just happened. Am I dreaming? Why is this dream so real? What's the connection between female soldiers, Soviets and Germans? Why did I feel very familiar when I heard the conversation between Rita and brigadier vaskov just now?

In addition to the sound of wind and rain around, or can not hear any other sound, I can not help but sigh, heart said here is really quiet everywhere! quietly?! As soon as I thought of this word, I had a flash in my mind. By the way, what happened just now is the plot of the movie "Li Ming is quiet here". No wonder I feel so familiar. I have seen this movie at least ten times.

I tried to sit up, but as soon as I lifted my body, there was a burning pain in my abdomen, which forced me to lie down again. I lay on the cold rock for a while, raised my hands, and slowly pulled the branches to both sides. After all the branches were removed, I took a deep breath, covered the wound with my left hand, supported the nearby rock with my right hand, and tried to sit up slowly with the strength of my hands.

This usually simple movement, but almost exhausted all my strength, I leaned against the rock wall, gasping.

Thinking that Lida shot her head just now, I quickly touched the temple and was surprised to find that there was no bullet hole, only blood oozing from the right eyebrow bone. Maybe Rita was so weak and weak that she couldn't hold the pistol firmly, so that the bullet missed a little when she shot, which saved me from death. Then I untied my military uniform and looked at the abdominal injury. I saw a pool of dark blood silting up in the place where the abdominal gauze was wrapped. I couldn't see the injury clearly. The oozing blood had already flowed to the ground and gone with the muddy rain.

I looked around and saw that brigadier vaskov had disappeared, and the gun he had just used had also disappeared. According to the development of the plot, he should have gone to the rest of the German soldiers with the pistol with only one bullet.

Sitting on the ground, I continued to think about the plot in the movie: at first, Rita went to the city to see her son in the evening. When she returned in the morning, she found two German soldiers in the woods, and then went back to report to Deputy platoon commander kiryanova and brigadier vaskov. Because there were only two German soldiers, the Brigadier and five women soldiers set out to pursue the two enemies who sneaked into the Soviet rear. I didn't expect to find out later that there were not two Germans, but sixteen. In the case of few enemies, vaskov with the women soldiers, and the German devils skillfully around. In a few days of fighting, one after another German devils were killed, five female soldiers were all killed, and the only surviving brigadier was also injured. Supported by his belief in revenge for the female soldiers, he continued to fight and captured all the remaining German soldiers.

The five women soldiers who took part in the battle were all killed, and so was my attached Rita, but why am I still alive now? Was it me who took over Rita's body?

Suddenly, the distant bell broke my train of thought. I can see the spire in the distance. It's supposed to be a monastery, and it's an abandoned one. There won't be anyone in it. How could the bell ring inexplicably? Is it German there?

I suddenly stood up. Maybe I got up too hard. I felt dizzy and black in front of me. I helped the rock in front of me, but I didn't fall. I stood for a while. After the dizziness was over, I looked around and saw a Soviet rifle leaning against the rock, so I grabbed it. He opened the bolt of the gun and checked it. He saw that it was full of bullets.

I covered the wound in one hand and used my rifle as a crutch. I recognized the direction of the monastery and stumbled forward. Along the way, I saw backpacks, helmets, kettles and even a submachine gun discarded by the German soldiers. I wanted to pick up the submachine gun, but as soon as I bent down, my eyes were filled with pain. After several attempts, I couldn't squat down without affecting the wound, so I had to give up the plan to pick up the submachine gun.

With these objects as references, I know where to look for brigadier vaskov and German devils.

It's raining tirelessly, as if it's going to clean the world again. I stumbled to the lake. The water was vast and the sky was the same. Standing by the lake, you can see the abandoned monasteries not far away. The muddy road is a mess of footprints.

Under the cover of trees, I approached the monastery carefully. Because I didn't know what was going on in the monastery, I didn't dare to rush past, so I had to hide behind a tree, poke out my head and look carefully in the direction of the monastery.

When I saw two men in German uniforms lying beside the well outside the monastery, I was scared to retreat behind the tree. Hiding behind the tree, my heart beat faster and faster. I thought to myself that the two Germans should never come here, or I would have to be a prisoner.

After a while, there was still no movement outside, so I leaned out again and found that the two men were still lying there. It suddenly dawned on me that these were two bodies. It was estimated that they were all killed by the brigadier. Now that all the German soldiers at the gate have been killed by the brigadier, there are not enough of them. I came out from behind the tree with a rifle and walked towards the old wooden door of the monastery.

As soon as I got to the door, I heard the brigadier yell in it: "henderhoff（ German: hands up! " I slowly looked in. Under the light of the pine torch in the hall of the monastery, Brigadier vaskov pointed his pistol at some German soldiers standing in the opposite corner.

Although there were a large number of German soldiers standing opposite, they all looked at the gun in the brigadier's hand and hesitated. I quickly stepped into the door, leaning against the doorframe, and pointed my rifle at them.

"Henderhoech!" The warrant officer yelled again.

Perhaps seeing another Soviet Army enter the monastery, the hesitant German could not help but want to take risks. A German soldier threw himself at the submachine gun on the altar. It was their last chance to get rid of being a prisoner.

The warrant officer's gun went off.

Unfortunately, the bullet passed the German soldier's ear and hit the wall. Seeing that the German soldier's hand had touched the submachine gun, I instinctively pulled the trigger, and the bullet hit the German soldier accurately. He covered the chest of the wounded soldier with both hands, turned around in the same place and fell forward to the ground.

The recalcitrant German soldiers died like a bear, which shattered the last hope of others, "riagayi! Riagayi Under his leadership, the German soldiers raised their proud hands. Watching the enemy raise their hands to surrender, the brigadier, leaning against the wall, breathed a sigh of relief and slid down the wall to the ground, but still holding the gun tightly.

The German commander seemed to have a chance, but as soon as he saw the two Black Muzzles in our hands, his hands rose higher.

"Feijia 1" I called the brigadier in a loud voice, but he didn't pay any attention to me. Instead, he scolded the German soldier in Russian fiercely: "how about victory? Five girls, five girls in all, only five in all But you don't want to go there and die... Even if the superior spared you, I'll kill you one by one with my own hands! Let them judge me, and let them go!... " He picked out the dirtiest words, coupled with the most ferocious expression, there was no reason why the frightened German soldiers did not follow his orders.

With a pistol, he ordered four German soldiers to strap each other's hands. At last, he called the commander to him and tied him up with his own hands.

All this was done safely. The brigadier supported the wall, stood up with difficulty, hobbled over, picked up the submachine gun, pulled open the bolt, and pointed the muzzle at the five German soldiers who were bound.

"Feijia, no!" At the moment when he pulled the trigger, I rushed over and pushed his muzzle up. A string of bullets hit the wall, which made the German soldiers shiver. They looked at the situation in front of them in surprise and anger.

"Go." The brigadier still didn't pay any attention to me. He pointed the German soldiers' guns at them and yelled hoarsely.

One by one, the German soldiers passed in front of us, bowed their heads and went on the road of prisoners of war.

The prisoners walked ahead in frustration, and the German commander secretly turned back to us from time to time. It seemed that his fear was not over. Maybe he was worried that the Soviet soldier might shoot them again at any time, because extreme anger could make a person completely crazy.

I suddenly felt a burning pain all over my body. Maybe when I opened the muzzle of the brigadier's gun, I cracked the wound again. The pain made me confused and thirsty. It seemed that my whole body needed to drink water desperately. I tried my best to keep awake, and staggered along behind the line of prisoners and the brigadier who escorted them.

Waded the river with difficulty. It's almost out of the forest. I feel more and more tired and I can't support myself, but I dare not stop because I know that once I fall down, I can't get up again. The only thing we can do is to follow the brigadier in front and go on until we reach our destination.

In the silent forest, only heavy steps were ringing.

Li Ming is quiet here.

All of a sudden, countless Red Army soldiers emerged from the surrounding forests, hills and rivers. They came to us shouting. It was the major and platoon leader kirianova who came to the forest with a large army to search for us. But brigadier vaskov didn't seem to feel anything. He staggered forward, passed the prisoner, and walked on.

I stopped and waited for the major and platoon leader kirianova to come to me. Relying on my rifle, I stood firm, saluted them, and weakly reported: "Comrade major, corporal Rita, the monitor of the first class of the third platoon of the fifth company of the independent battalion of the antiaircraft machine gun, has reported to you that the team has been ordered to pursue the German devils who are lurking behind our army and are engaged in sabotage, Kill eleven and catch five alive. " With these words, I can't help but be stunned. How can I speak Russian so smoothly? When I became Rita, I also merged her original consciousness?

Before I knew it, the major came up to me, put his hands on my shoulders, patted me hard twice, and said aloud, "good job! Girl, you are so good!! I'm so proud of you

At the end of the report, I felt extremely weak and a little shaky. When I was so badly patted by the major, I suddenly felt black in front of my eyes. I fell heavily on the ground and fainted.