Soul to the Rhine

Chapter 114 Escape from Hell ([-])

In the Soviet winter, if a man fell, it meant that his life had come to an end.

When she saw the blood under Haider, Rosia's tears fell instantly, but before they hit the ground, they turned into ice beads.

What she had been worrying about finally happened, Haider left, and she became a person again.

People around her left one by one, and those who had fought bravely had disappeared. In the end, she, Heinrich, and a Soviet man were the only ones left in the huge snowfield.

She didn't know what to do with Haider's body, she couldn't even run out and dig a hole to bury him.It wasn't until much later that she remembered something Heinrich had done. She walked up to Haider, took out the nameplate from his neck, folded it in half, and solemnly put half of it into the pocket of his inner clothes. .

Then, there was only waiting.

Although she didn't know what she was waiting for.

At noon, Rosia went to feed Heinrich milk. He only regained consciousness for a brief moment, glanced at the cave, said a word, and then passed out again.

"Kill her."

Rosia's hand froze in the air for a moment, and it took her a while to realize what he was saying. She subconsciously turned around and saw the Soviet female soldier staring at her silently with gray eyes.

Apparently she heard what Heinrich said too.

Rosia turned back silently and continued to feed the milk. After she finished feeding, she put down her hands, leaned against the wall, and went to see the Soviet female soldiers.

"You should leave." Rosia said the only words to her in the past few days.

There wasn't much food left in her own store, and even if Heinrich was injured and ate very little every day, he wouldn't be able to last long.Now that Haider has also fallen, she has to be more careful with the Soviet female soldier who has been following her, and at the same time, she can no longer share food with her.

In terms of force, she thinks she is no match for the Soviet female soldiers. Of course, she has a gun in her hand, which is an absolute advantage. She can do what Heinrich said now, but she can't do it.

A person who is unwilling to surrender to the devil also does not want to have blood on his hands.

The Soviet female soldier stared at her in silence for a long time, and then she opened her mouth and said a few words in Russian.

Rosia didn't understand Russian and didn't understand what she meant. Seeing that she wouldn't leave, she had to say: "I know the snowstorm is very heavy now. You can wait until the snow stops, but I won't give you any more food."

The Soviet female soldier said a few more words, Rosia lowered her head and stopped talking, and this unusually short conversation ended.

As evening approached, the snow still didn't stop, but the temperature dropped again.There was still firewood in the cave that Haider had dragged in the morning. She didn't need to go out to find it for the time being, so she boiled a pot of hot water and then checked Heinrich's wounds.

This time, she discovered something very bad.

His wound became infected.

This was simply the worst thing that had happened in such a long time. It made her more confused and panicked than the ongoing war, the cold and harsh environment of the Soviet Union, and the dwindling food.

She had to check him several times a day to feel at ease, never let him touch the ground, and tried to make the most reasonable diet.What she had been trying her best to avoid was infection, but how could she still reach this point?

Heinrich's body temperature rose again. Not only that, he was also cold, the wound was red, the surrounding muscles were everted, and there was a very serious infection in the outer circle.

What exactly is going on?

Rosia felt her body become hot and anxious, as if she was frying in a frying pan.She looked around the cave blankly, and her eyes shrank when she saw Haider. Could it be because of the corpse?

But soon, she rejected this idea in her heart.

No, that's not the reason.

It's not that she doesn't want to bury Haider, but the current situation makes it impossible for her to get out.The snowstorm outside was very heavy, and she would get lost if she was not careful. She had no tools and could not dig a big hole in the snow nearly half a meter deep. In the end, Heinrich was still here, and there was no way she could He was left alone to go out.

Now, it is no longer useful to dwell on the reasons. The top priority is to prevent further deterioration of the wound.

Rosia hurriedly went through her medical kit, found some antibiotics and injected them into him. She also found the few remaining tablets of antipyretics, melted them with boiling water and poured them into him.

The temperature was really horribly low. When Rosia reached out and put her hand on him, her body temperature was very high. She was hot inside and cold outside, and her skin was like a war, constantly alternating.

It's simply not possible to continue like this. Maybe he won't be able to hold on until the wound improves.Now that everything was lacking, she couldn't find any good solution, so she had no choice but to ruthlessly unpack all the bundles of firewood Haider had dragged in the morning, pile them up bit by bit, and burn them.

The flames were beating weakly in an environment of more than 20 degrees below zero, and she had to keep adding firewood to ensure that the fire would not be extinguished.Rosia dragged the sled in front of the fire and sat with her back to the fire to block the rising smoke and prevent Heinrich from being suffocated to death by poisonous gas in the middle of the night.

The temperature in the cave has risen little by little, but it is still below freezing.There is no big object blocking the entrance of the cave, and the snowstorm can always drift in piecemeal.

At night, half of the firewood had been burned, and it would not last until tomorrow morning.

Rosia was looking worried at Heinrich's unconscious face when she saw the Soviet female soldier stand up. Her heart immediately jumped, her whole body froze, and the hairs all over her body stood up.

Meeting Rosia's guarded gaze, the Soviet female soldier only glanced at her and walked out across the fire in the center of the cave.However, her face was also very poor, her steps were frivolous, one hand was covering her abdomen, and she walked very slowly. When she walked out of the cave, Rosia heard her stomach growl again.

Even a very old person cannot survive without eating for two days after being injured.

Rosia silently released the hand holding the pistol in his pocket and lowered his head.Although she couldn't bear it, now was not the time for her to be kind. She and Heinrich were already in danger.Perhaps a moment of weakness will push the two of them into the abyss of death.

The snow outside decreased slightly, and Rosia kept watching the Soviet female soldier's back slowly disappear from her sight. Then she stood up, moved Heinrich to the corner, and then drank some hot water. He ran out quickly.

At any time, she was always on guard against this Soviet female soldier who was hostile to them. Now that she was out looking for food, it was the time when she went out to look for firewood.

Rosia didn't know when she would come back. It was dark and there was heavy snow. She was afraid of getting lost and did not dare to go too far. She only looked for a few dark scattered firewood in the snow. Later, it became too difficult to find, so she had to He took Heinrich's dagger and chopped off several branches from a small pine tree.

Fortunately, the pine branches are dense, and the pine needles on them can be burned. She didn't dare to delay for too long, so she hurried back with a few pine branches.

When they got to the cave, the Soviet female soldier hadn't come back yet, and Rosia didn't care about her. Taking advantage of the timing, she continued to burn firewood, tore up the bread and threw it into the pot to cook.

She learned this way of eating from the soldiers in the industrial zone. In fact, from a medical point of view, it was completely nutritious, but in the freezing Soviet Union, this was what she could do for a few more days. best efforts.

After staying in Stalingrad for almost two months, her stomach had become much smaller due to hunger, and she couldn't eat much in a day while sitting there motionless.Even though she was tired from taking care of Heinrich now, she didn't have the appetite to eat too much. She tried to save as much food as possible. No one knew how long they could last or what kind of terrible things they would encounter.

The bread quickly melted in the pot, and the water turned white. It was such a simple food that even gave off a burst of aroma in the cave.Rosia ate some while it was hot, and gave the rest to Heinrich.

It is very difficult to feed a comatose person. Fortunately, this guy can't hide his nature as a foodie at any time and is quite cooperative with eating.But that's it, by the time she finished feeding, she was already tired, her back ached, and her neck was sore.

After roasting by the fire for a while, it had been a long time since the sky had completely darkened, and Rosia was already leaning against the wall and falling asleep, when the Soviet female soldier finally came back.

She was injured when she went out. The strong smell of blood alone made Rosia unable to sleep. She opened her eyes and saw her holding something that looked like an animal leg, covering her bleeding abdomen, and staggering in step by step. .

The animal's leg was still covered with hair, and a lot of blood was frozen on the fracture. The wound on the Soviet female soldier's abdomen seemed to have broken open while looking for the leg, because she kept covering it and the wound was not frozen. As long as I stayed, there would be blood dripping down.

Rosia watched her silently walk back to the corner where she was sitting, turning the leg in her hand. Her gray eyes exuded a ferocious light like a wolf, as if she was going to eat the leg alive.

Rosia shuddered all over and quickly threw over two pine branches and two matches.

The Soviet female soldier raised her eyes and glanced at her. The hand covering her abdomen paused for a moment, then she slowly released it and picked up the two matches with her hands full of blood.

Rosia turned her head and went to check Heinrich's wounds. Behind her, a puff of smoke slowly rose, and a scent of pine oil filled the cave.

Heinrich's wound was still the same as before. It had been too short and there was no sign of deterioration or improvement.She was afraid that the wound on his shoulder would be frozen if it kept facing the cold cold ground, so she had to lift his upper body and let his head rest on her lap.

This position made her a little embarrassed. Her head felt heavy and there was a strange itchy feeling when it was pressed against her legs. Fortunately, Heinrich was in a coma now. This environment was not suitable for activities such as wandering. After a while, After a while she gradually got used to it.

The temperature dropped again at night. Rosia would fall asleep almost every time after adding firewood to warm up, and then wake up from the cold after the fire went out. She could only add firewood and fall asleep again. This repeated, and she would be woken up by the cold again at dawn. Come here, everyone is covered.

The cold penetrated deep into the bone marrow, it was unbearable, as if it froze her brain.After a long time, she slowly came back to her senses and moved her body and legs.

A feeling like pins and needles hit her legs instantly, and the numbness caused by the lack of blood circulation made her whole face wrinkle in pain.Rosia wrinkled her face and whined silently for a while, then panted and pushed Heinrich aside.

The snow has stopped outside, the Soviet female soldiers are also falling asleep, the fire has been extinguished, and a new tragic day has arrived.

Heinrich woke up briefly when the temperature rose slightly at noon. After saying a few words to her, he fell asleep again from exhaustion.In the next few days, although his wound did not worsen, it did not get better at all. His body temperature kept going back and forth. When he was good, he could talk a few more words. When the situation was bad, he could not speak for two days in a row. He was unconscious and remained in a coma.

After a few days like this, Rosia looked at her food storage and medicine again, feeling almost desperate.

She still has some antibiotics, but she has run out of fever-reducing tablets. If she saves food, she can survive for another three days at most.

For three days, she could do nothing, not even Heinrich fully regained consciousness.And after three days, she could only starve.

The Soviet female soldier was even worse than she was. Without medicine and injured, she had no ability to go out to find food in the snow and wind.She fainted and woke up from hunger countless times. Rosia looked very intolerable, but she had no choice but to give away the little food she had left.

In Heinrich's words, it is better to shoot her and let her die happily than to let her be so hungry.Extreme hunger can drive people crazy, and they can do anything. As for conscience and humanity, they are nothing under hunger. People can do anything that is so cruel that it is unimaginable.

He woke up several times and wanted to kill the Soviet female soldier, but he was too injured to have the strength to kill. He often argued with Rosia and fell into coma again.

Although Rosia has principles, she has to be wary of Soviet female soldiers.When she woke up from the cold countless times, she would see the hungry green eyes of the Soviet female soldiers, looking at her and Heinrich like a wolf.When the food was being cooked, she would crawl over uncontrollably and go directly to scoop up the bread in the boiling water, even if her hands were covered with hot water, she would not let go.

This phenomenon forced Rosia to be more vigilant. She knew that the Soviet female soldiers would not live long, and even she herself would not live long.She had to find a way out of this hellish city.

Another morning, Rosia rummaged through her medicine cabinet, and there was only one can of beef left in it. She tried several times and couldn't get it out. It was nothing more than running out of ammunition and food.

If the marks she had been carving on the wall were correct, today was January 1th, and she had to take Heinrich out of here.

After the Soviet female soldier regained consciousness, she staggered out under her defensive gaze. Rosia wanted to take this opportunity to leave, but she needed to fill a pot of hot water for use on the road, so she had to go out to find some firewood.

She had buried Haider's body two days ago, not far from the cave, and the pit was dug very shallow.She was very tired and hungry at the time, dizzy, had no strength, and did not dare to leave Heinrich too far away, so she could only do her best.

There were some dead trees nearby. Thinking that they were close, she planned to break off a few branches and bring them back.

The snowstorm lasted for several days. The snow outside had piled up so thickly that it reached her thighs. Every step she took was very difficult, leaving a series of deep footprints and holes on the ground.

After walking a short distance, they gradually approached the place where Haider was buried.Any other color on the snow was invisible. After taking a few steps, she saw an earthy figure lying on the ground and moving.When I ran over and took a look, I was so shocked that I couldn't think straight.

"What are you doing?" After Rosia reacted, she shouted almost furiously at the khaki figure.

Her eyes were red and bloodshot, and tears fell down instantly. Because of everything in front of her, this was a horrific, heart-wrenching scene that exceeded the bottom line of human beings.

The Soviet female soldier was lying on the ground, cutting something with a dagger. There was a pit under her body. Haider's body was dug out, and her hand was holding a dagger, cutting Haider. legs.

"What are you doing?" Rosia roared again angrily. She burst into tears and burst into tears. She could hardly suppress the madness in her heart. She wanted to roar loudly and hysterically. What is all this? Is she still in the world? ?Still imprisoned in a hell built on earth.

The Soviet female soldier raised her head slowly. Her eye sockets were sunken, her cheekbones were protruding, her cheeks were shriveled, and she was so hungry that she no longer looked human.Her empty gray eyes stared straight at Rosia, like an abyss ghost.

Suddenly, she straightened up, got up from the ground with her hands on her hands, and strode towards Rosia like crazy, pointing the dagger straight at her.

He looked like a hungry snow wolf.Rosia was stunned and suddenly panicked. Her mind was filled with anger and disbelief, and she even forgot to take precautions.

She hurriedly took out the gun on her body, but sadly found that it was too heavy and she took it out and placed it on the sled where Heinrich was lying. At this time, she had nothing in her hand except a short dagger.

Only then did she realize that Heinrich was right. When a person is extremely hungry, his conscience and humanity can be abandoned, and he can do all kinds of cruel and unimaginable things.Just because she had never had such an experience or encountered such a scene, she subconsciously did not regard it as true.

It was too late to regret, and even if she regretted, she might not be able to kill someone.After Rosia reacted, her only thought was to run, turned around and ran back.

She originally thought that the Soviet female soldier, who had been hungry for almost a week, was not as strong as her and could not run very fast, but she did not expect that the speed was unprecedented. The distance between them, which was still more than ten meters, shortened little by little as they ran.The deep snow gave her a huge obstacle, but the nearly 1.8-meter-tall Soviet female soldier could move her legs easily.

Crazy, fast, and thrilling, Rosia had nothing in her heart and just ran forward. However, when she was about to reach the entrance of the cave, she was still grabbed by the collar by a Soviet female soldier.

At that moment, she felt as if she was being caught by the claws of a vicious wolf. She struggled wildly, turned around and blocked it with a dagger.The Soviet female soldier also insisted on slashing with the dagger. The two knives collided. Rosia's palms shook, her jaw went numb, and the dagger fell out of her hand and fell to the ground.

She grabbed it with both hands, struggled to free herself from the hand on her collar, and pushed the person to the ground with all her strength. She turned around and ran halfway into the hole when she was grabbed by the ankle by a Soviet female soldier again.

With a plop, she fell heavily to the ground. When she raised her head, she could see the figure lying on the sled, and a pistol beside her.A large shadow appeared on the ground and enveloped her. She turned around and looked at the demon-like face. She felt frightened and despair rose in her heart. In desperation, she shouted loudly.

"Heinrich, save me."

　I don’t know how you define the Holy Mother. If you don’t dare to kill people, you shouldn’t be considered the Holy Mother. I’m a little uneasy~
　　By the way, I was so involved in writing today that I almost cried~
　　
　
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