Battle of the Third Reich

The village is actually a loose settlement, which is the result of the local special terrain. ◇↓◇↓Small ◇↓ said that the location of Bishan County is a narrow valley between Jinyun Mountain and Yunwu Mountain. It looks like a plain in the distance, but it is actually covered with large and small hills. The housing of the residents can only be built on the part of the flat ground between the hills, plus the consideration of water sources and transportation, so they cannot live together as densely as the plain area.

Gerhardt walks on the dirt road in the countryside, and the road built by local villagers is mostly composed of rammed earth. Only some steep slopes will be covered with steps or steps with stones or crushed rocks. There are small and narrow paddy fields, and the surrounding hillsides are all reclaimed into terraces. This is the midsummer, and the crops in the rice fields are growing vigorously. It seems that today will be a good year for a good harvest. If they are not in a war, the farmers around them will definitely make good income, Lieutenant Gerhardt. think.

But now it seems that these Chinese people are also very happy. Everyone in the sight is smiling at him. A few children who look almost twelve or three years old follow him curiously, every time he returns If they go too far, they will grin and laugh. Is there something strange on my face? Lieutenant Gerhardt took out his handkerchief and wiped his nose, feeling a little inexplicable.

The clothes of these Chinese people are very simple. They have loose short tops and trousers with wide legs, and some are worn only to the knees. The materials of the clothes are quite general, and the colors are mostly gray blue and gray black. Some people only wear them. The white linen sleeveless gown reveals dark arms and chest. Gerhardt found that these Chinese people are generally very thin. Perhaps because of the long-term labor, the muscles on the arm are slender and well-proportioned. Although they are not as strong as Gerhardt, they feel that there is a huge power in them.

Except for the leading Chinese old man, he did not see anyone wearing socks. These people were bare feet, and cloth shoes and straw shoes of various colors were put on their feet. Several people even walked barefoot directly on the dirt road. This discovery surprised Gerhardt. Surrounded by the Chinese, Gerhardt came to an ancient-looking building.

It has a tall white wall, and the paint on the wall is mottled. There are tiles on the top of the wall, and there is a very delicate gate on the front. The cornices are angled above, and a sign is hung under the eaves. Afterwards, Gerhardt knew that the Chinese called this a plaque. A lot of pink and white paper was posted on the white wall beside the door. It was full of Chinese characters, and there was a large row of square characters in black paint on the wall. Although Gerhardt didn’t know what was written, he knew that it must be some slogan because he saw the sentence A big exclamation mark at the end.

Gerhart glanced at both sides, and he saw no gatekeepers. The leading Chinese old man directly took the air force lieutenant across the high threshold. At this time, in addition to a few decently dressed Chinese followed, the others stayed outside the door, but these villagers did not leave, but stood standing at the door and watched.

Walk through the stone-paved front yard. Zhang Zhongfu led Gerhart into the front hall, and then directed the Air Force major to sit down on the Taishi chair on the left side in front of the hall. It can be seen that this building has a long history. At this time, the structure on the top and the wooden pillars on the four sides are mottled and decayed, but the exquisite wood carving decoration and some remaining lacquer patterns can show a bit of the glory of the year. . Gerhart sat on the Taishi chair, looking curiously to the left, while the old man sat next to the front of the crime and stared at several Chinese villagers. The scene froze for a while.

At this time, two strong men in black short gowns led a middle-aged man in a blue gown and walked in from the main entrance. Seeing that Zhang Jiachang quickly got up and greeted him, Gerhardt didn't understand what had happened, and quickly stood up.

"So I don't understand anything that Ge Yang Maozi says, everything can only rely on Mr. Li." Zhang Jiachang said to the person coming.

"Jian Chang is kind. If you want to come to this country, you must be the Russian. I also learned a few words in Russian earlier. After all, I came to help the national government to fight the Oriental robbers. I will comfort him." The middle-aged man brought a pair Thin-frame glasses. With a warm smile, he clenched his fists at Zhang Jiachang, then wiped the front of his long shirt, and walked towards the hall.

"Welcome, distinguished guests." The middle-aged man opened his mouth in fluent Russian and enthusiastically extended his right hand to Gerhardt.

Looking at Lieutenant Gerhart in turn. But he just stood there inexplicably blinking big eyes at the new Chinese. But then he quickly responded. This person should be greeting him. The Air Force Lieutenant quickly reached out his hand and held it tightly with the other party.

However, the other party should speak Russian. He has never learned a sentence. It is said that many aviation school instructors have been trained in Russia, but by this time, they have all been trained by Germany.

"Good afternoon, sir, do you speak German." Gerhardt asked expectantly, praying that the other party would understand what he said.

"Ah?" Hearing Gerhart's words, the middle-aged man showed a surprised expression on his face.

"Are you German?" He took a step back and began to look carefully at the pilot in front of him.

"Praise God, I finally met someone who speaks German. This gentleman, I am German." Gerhart replied excitedly, and then he pulled the hem of his jacket and the thick flying boots. Upon a collision, he nodded slightly to the other party and introduced himself: "Lieutenant of the German Air Force, Rudweg Gerhardt."

"German Air Force?" The middle-aged man was obviously dumbfounded when he heard the second lieutenant's introduction, and immediately found himself seemingly rude. He quickly bowed his hand and said: "My name is Li Yunfeng, you can call me Charlie Lee, Mr. Ensign."

"Okay, Mr. Li, what is this place and how can I get in touch with the government of your country? My plane landed near here, and there was a place where my comrades landed a few kilometers away. I now urgently need to obtain the Chinese government. Help." Gerhardt's open mouth was a series of questions.

"Wait a moment, please speak slowly. I haven't talked to people in German for a long time. It's a bit rusty." The Mr. Li quickly shook his hands and gestured Gerhardt to speak slowly sentence by sentence.

"Oh, sorry, Mr. Li. I'm really anxious." Gerhart replied quickly.

"I can understand your mood at the moment, please sit down and talk slowly." Li Yunfeng raised his arm and politely sat down.

"Thank you. Mr. Li." When the Germans sat down, Li Yunfeng shook his hem and sat down on a Taishi chair beside Gerhart.

"Mr. Ensign, do you want to drink some tea now?" Li Yunfeng asked.

"If you can, that's great. My kettle was lost on the plane." Gerhardt took off the flying cap on his head and placed it on the coffee table beside him.

"Please wait a moment." Li Yunfeng turned his face and beckoned to Zhang Zhongfu, who had been waiting for the side. Zhang Jiachang ran over quickly.

"This is not a Russian, but a German. He is also a lieutenant officer of the Luftwaffe." Li Yunfeng whispered to Zhang Zhongfu.

"What? You said he was not Russian Maozi. He was a German? I sent someone to the township office to report it." Zhang Jiachang's eyes widened.

"It's a good thing, as long as the German is entertained, you will be able to make a big contribution. You are going to find someone to send a pot of tea, and there are some snacks and fruits, all come over, If you shake this matter, it will benefit you in the future."

"I want it, Mr. Li, or the person you have stayed in, and have drank the foreign ink. You are well-versed and can speak German. You accompany him here and talk slowly. I will prepare for it. You can rest assured. Give him a good fit." Zhang Jiachang finished his speech, first saluted Gorha's head and waist, then turned around and made a wink at the few people standing aside. The small door on the side went to the back hall.

"Mr. Ensign, this is called Zhangjiacun. That person was the chief of the village just now. Oh you can be understood as the sheriff in the village. I am a teacher at Chongqing University. I have a friend who lives in this village, so I often come here to visit and be a guest. I am familiar with the residents of the village. I have no class in these days. Come and talk to old friends to talk about something. They know that I can speak a foreign language, so they came to me." Li Yunfeng supported the glasses on his nose and smiled Speaking to Gerhardt.

"Zhangjiacun? Do you understand the map? Can you help me indicate where?" Gerhardt pulled out the map from the inner pocket of the jacket.

"Don't worry so much, Mr. Ensign, Zhang Jiachang has reported your matter to the superior. I believe the government will soon send someone to pick you up."

"That's great, I hope they can help me get my luggage back." Hearing that he had reported to the government agency, Gerhart finally let go of it, he said jokingly, although there was no lack of intention .

"I don't know if I can take the liberty to ask you a question? Lieutenant, how did you come here? I heard you say your plane crashed. Of course, if there is any confidentiality involved, you don't need to answer me." Li Yunfeng He took off his glasses and took a piece of velvet from his pocket and wiped it.

"There is nothing confidential at all. I believe that your newspaper will report this news tomorrow. We fought a battle with the Japanese naval aviation in the sky. My aircraft was hit by the Japanese in the battle, so I had to abandon the plane and parachute. .. I landed on the mountain in the southeast. After going down the mountain, I met Zhang and these villagers. They took me to this place.” Gerhart said as he untied the first aid kit from his waist and rummaged it inside.

"Hey, I remember putting a pot in it." The Air Force Lieutenant took out a small portable hip flask from inside, opened the lid and smelled it, and a scent of brandy came out.

"I will have a drink after landing, which is very effective in relieving fatigue." Unscrew the lid and Gerhart took a big sip.

"Are you going to come? Very good brandy, I brought it from France." He handed the hip flask to Li Yunfeng.

"Thank you, I haven't tasted it in a long time." Li Yunfeng was not polite. He took the hip flask and took a sip.

"When I was studying in France, I liked to drink the brandy there. It has been almost ten years. I tasted this taste again. It really makes people miss the student years." Li Yunfeng lamented that he returned the jug to Geer. Hart.

"You keep it as a memorial." Gerhardt didn't answer.

"There is the badge of our Air Force and my personal initials underneath."

"Thank you, Mr. Ensign." Li Yunfeng put the jug on the coffee table and touched it on his body, but found nothing on his body to return the gift, and his expression became a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, I was in a hurry when I came out, and there was nothing on my body to commemorate."

"You don't need to apologize, Li, you have helped me a great favor. You don't know how helpless I was before. The villagers here don't understand any German, and I don't understand what they say. Fortunately You appear in time, it is simply the savior that God has given me." Gerhardt expressed gratitude as he spoke.

Just as the two were still in a polite manner, suddenly a loud noise rang outside the gate, and then a young man pushed the crowd open and rushed into the door, and the person was loud in the front yard. Shouted.

"Zhang Jiachang! There are Dongyang ghosts! The Yaomeier of the four maidens are caught by the Dongyang ghosts!"

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