My Third Empire

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The dim sunlight hit the interior of the car from the broken hole in the canvas on the roof, and a pair of bright eyes looked at everything around him curiously. These teenage children were all hunted by the Bai Lanhua Group from Germany The orphans who came, their parents all died in the last war, leaving a broken world to these poor little lives.

The tragic life and the desperate situation make these children have an unforgettable childhood. Enduring starvation is just the first level of suffering. Many people compete for their chassis under the Shuigou Bridge, playing for a dead mouse. Bloody war.

At that time, there was only muddy and dim in their minds, and even they themselves did not know in which corner they would die in the next second, and became the forgotten dust of this world.

The car suddenly stopped moving, and everyone swayed because of the sudden stop. Then the little boy leaned in the carriage turned his gaze over other children, staring curiously at the canvas curtain covered by the rear of the car.

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted from the outside, the sun flooded into the dim compartment, the dust rolled up and down under the light, and the boy narrowed his eyes and looked at the outside world curiously.

"Get off! Get off!" A German officer wearing SS uniforms roared loudly, and then the boys and girls jumped off the truck's compartment stumbled and looked around curiously. Everything around. The high barbed wire was covered with sharp spikes, and a very scary machine gun was mounted on the high lookout post. All these things seemed too illusory to teenagers, until these talents later realized that everything here is in fact evil and extremely unfriendly.

"Everyone! Take off your clothes! Hurry up! Otherwise you will die here! Hurry up!" The SS officer screamed loudly, sounding terrifying. The little boy and some children around shoved and shoved, and finally stood in line and began to take off his thin and dirty clothes in the already slightly cold weather.

"Renne! Rennes? Hart!" The doctor in a white lab coat stood standing next to the little boy with a statistical form. After seeing the little boy's answer, he nodded and signaled that he could pass the inspection. The boy walked to the passage barely, turning back from time to time to see his partners who had not passed the inspection.

The huge water gun sprayed the cold water and washed Rennes's body. He narrowed his eyes and felt the biting cold all over his body. He signed an agreement when he came, which clearly stated that he was willing to do anything terrible in order to eat bread. Now they are actually non-existent people, military supplies legally sold by the German government.

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An SS officer with his hands on his back stood on the podium and stared at the children under the stage standing with his hands on his back. His voice is still echoing, fierce and terrifying in the empty classroom: "You are going to starve to death on the street! Because you don't make any contribution to the whole country! The head of state feels that you should be given a chance to live , So you have the opportunity to select here! "

"So you have to remember your life-saving benefactor, if there is no head there will be no you! No. 1! Come and answer my question aloud ... Who is your father?" The officer stepped down from the rostrum and came to a trembling In front of the boy, he asked aloud.

"Akado? Rudolph is my father!" The little boy hurriedly replied: "I am willing to give my life to him! Instructor!"

"Very good!" The instructor walked to the second little boy, still having the same question: "No. 2! Come answer my question aloud ... Who is your father?"

"Akkado Rudolph is my father!" Rennes standing there replied loudly with his hands on his back. His voice was very crisp, without any slight fear: "I am willing to give my life to him, instructor!"

"Very good!" The instructor crossed Rennes, walked to the third child, and continued to question the same topic. His voice was like a twisted metal, which made people feel uneasy.

The third child is a little girl who does not look pretty. She is frustrated by her cut hair. She is crying tears and not answering the instructor ’s questions, watching the instructor crying loudly, and asking to leave here to return to the original place go with.

"Answer wrong ..." The instructor smiled a little, and then he took out the beautiful looking pistol from behind, pointed it at the little girl's head, and then pulled the trigger directly.

"Boo!" With a shot, blood splashed on Rennes's freckled face. Ryan did not look at the little girl who had died beside him, but stood still as if nothing had happened.

Everyday someone will die here. As the old man here, Ren has already been surprised. He can ask the instructor for a new uniform to change, because he is the best student in this class.

"Ryan! ..." the instructor handed the pistol to the little boy standing there: "You ask me the rest ... Killing these children really makes me feel sick ... They are enjoying the country The best treatment, but I do n’t even know about gratitude ... "

"Observe, sir!" Ren took the pistol and walked in front of another newcomer, asking with a skilled tone: "No. 4! Come and answer my question aloud ... Who is your father? Quick Reply!"

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"Shoot!" An instructor held a pistol and stared at the back of Rennes, while Renn was carrying a pistol against an old Russian woman who did not know where to get it. Unintelligible Russian, and Ren was hesitant to pull the trigger behind his finger.

"Shoot! If you don't shoot again, I'll shoot!" The instructor shouted loudly, and not far from Rennes, another officer had already fired, killing the student who refused to shoot in front .

"Ah!" Ren yelled with his eyes closed, then pulled his trigger. Because of the shouting and closed eyes, the gun in his hand moved, and the bullet hit the old lady's chest. The old woman screamed but did not die immediately. Those pairs of glorious eyes stared at Rennes, and they didn't seem to know what turned a boy into such a fierce devil.

Ren opened his eyes, then fired another shot into the old woman's face, and then he continued to pull the trigger and fired a third shot. He seemed to want to forget the old woman's face. He seemed to want to use bullets to smash those doubtful eyes into flesh and blood.

A month later, it was still the school ground, and there was still a row of Russian civilians muttering something unknown. Ren carried a pistol to the first person, smiled, and then lifted the pistol in his hand and hit the man's head.

Then he walked in front of the second person, said good afternoon with a smile, and then pointed his pistol at the other person's head and pulled the trigger. After a shot, he glanced at the leather boots with blood on his feet and walked to the third person.

"He is our best ..." A German SS soldier who lit himself a cigarette looked away with a smile, the teenager who was carrying a pistol to the tenth prisoner: "Wait until the matter here ends, I think he should be assigned to the head guard. "

A Soviet officer gathered to borrow a fire to light up the cigarette in his mouth, with a disdainful expression smiling at the German officer and said, "This is your best? It's too ordinary. You know Yes, the most powerful person in this school is always the Wolf of our Soviet Union. "

Not far away, the teenager raised his pistol again and aimed at the head of the last prisoner. He didn't know that two officers were watching him in the distance. He just smiled cleanly and then raised his pistol: "I'm sorry, sir, I must live, so please die."

"I'm a teacher! You don't have the right to shoot me! Stalin said I was a treason, but I was just an elementary school teacher. They tried to dominate my wife, so they sent me here, please ..." The man used Russian is begging for mercy quickly, but Ren is still a naive expression.

He ignored the other party's excited expression and did not shake it at all. After pulling the trigger and watching the bullet pierce the Soviet teacher's head, Ren carried the pistol and started to move back. He passed one by one and stuck on the pile. The dead body seemed to pass by a row of rural fences.

In the square behind Rennes, a row of newly arrived teenagers are wrestling with each other in pairs. This is the most basic fighting lesson. On the muddy ground, these newly arrived teenagers roared and slammed into each other because Once the course is over, only half of the people can go to the cafeteria alive to eat.

"I bet on a French cigarette. Our Rennes are stronger than your Wolf." The German officer looked at Renn Hart who entered the barracks and suddenly said a tempting bet.

"Then you're going to lose miserably. I have three bottles of good vodka. I bet Wolf can kill Rennes." The Soviet officer obviously had no reason to refuse. This is the most fun entertainment show here. An interesting game that deserves appreciation.

Behind the two of them, outside the gate of the entire camp, on a simple plaque, the name of the wolf knight training plan experiment center was engraved in Russian and German respectively.