I asked you to escape, but you became a soldier in World War II

Chapter 110: Unexpectedly Becoming a Deserter

The doctor was very moved when he learned that Lin Chen was seriously injured but still wanted to go to the front line.

He specifically provided a piece of information that his brother worked at a nearby military railway station, and if they could disguise themselves as German soldiers, they might be able to hitchhike to Belgorod.

Lin Chen and others laughed after hearing this.

They have been getting away with it this way all the way here, and this one is easy to catch.

He immediately signaled to Sergei and Kirilenko to find a way to get some German military uniforms. This time they had to be clean, otherwise there would be no way to get away.

"Captain, just wait and see. I'll get three sets of cleaner ones." Sergei was very confident.

"I'll go with you and get one too." Dravic felt a little embarrassed. They all wanted to go to the front line, so what was the point of him hiding behind?
He will be despised by his own teammates, even though there are only a few of them left.

"Captain Dravich, it's not that I don't want you to go. It's just that we have all been through training and they all know basic German. But do you? If you don't, it will be easy to be exposed." Although Lin Chen was still very weak, he could clearly see through his personal panel that his health bar was slowly recovering. Although it was very slow, it was indeed getting better.

What surprised him the most was that after escaping death this time, his experience points increased a lot. It seems that he will be upgraded to LV4 again. I wonder what kind of skills he will get this time?
"My German is not good enough, so can't we go?" Dravich was a little discouraged. He knew that what Lin Chen said was true. If he didn't know German, he would be in trouble if he was found out.

"Well, if you really want to contribute, why not do this." Lin Chen asked him to bend down and whispered in his ear, causing Dravich's eyes to widen.

"Is this okay?"
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Two days later, Lin Chen, whose face was still a little pale, finally appeared in the grass about two kilometers away from the German railway station with Sergei and Kirilenko.

The three men hid inside with three rifles, wearing the German Wehrmacht uniforms obtained by Sergei and others, quietly waiting for the opportunity to come.

According to Sergei, he actually wanted to get a set of officer's clothes, but it was too difficult to do. After the war started, there were almost no officers left alone. They had a hard time getting rid of three lone soldiers, and the highest-ranking military uniform was that of a senior exempt soldier.

After a while, a military vehicle came on the road, and Lin Chen and his friends realized that the opportunity had come.

Sure enough, Dravich pulled hard on the grenade fuse buried on the side of the road.

"boom!"

The vehicle was hit by an explosion caused by a grenade, shattering several windows.

The driver was killed by several bullets, and the German officer hiding in the passenger seat was so scared that he lay under the car.

The soldiers at the back of the carriage were obviously just members of the security division. Their combat effectiveness was not high and they were a little confused and at a loss for a moment.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

After a few gunshots, a guerrilla on the roadside "fell down", and three German soldiers rushed up from behind the car and fired fiercely at the guerrilla.

When the guerrillas saw reinforcements, they hurriedly carried the wounded soldiers and retreated in a panic.

When the German second lieutenant saw the reinforcements, he immediately called on the soldiers of the security division to rush out of the car and give chase.

But the guerrillas ran faster than rabbits. After a chase, they came back to report that two people were injured. The second lieutenant's face turned pale. These old foxes had average fighting ability, but were great at bragging.

Who saw the two people being injured? Anyway, there is no evidence!

Following a series of defeats suffered by the German army on the Eastern Front, this phenomenon of working without putting in any effort appeared in many units, and the superiors were at a loss as to what to do.

"Thank you three for your support!" The lieutenant straightened his uniform, walked over and gave a few serious lectures, "But even if you didn't come, there were only a few bandits, we would be more than enough."

Lin Chen found it very funny after hearing this. You guys were so cowardly just now, didn’t you have any idea?
But what he said was, "Yes, the lieutenant is indeed very brave, and we are very lucky to have him."

The second lieutenant felt extremely pleased after hearing this. Who doesn't like to hear nice words and flattery?

"Well, but you three have also made great contributions. Hey? Which unit are you from?" Suddenly, the lieutenant wondered who the three men were from. Because there were very few National Defense Army troops nearby, especially a small team of only three people, and most importantly, one of them seemed to have just recovered from a serious injury (Lin Chen's recovery speed was amazing).

"We, we are actually a small team that was broken up." Lin Chen hesitated to speak.

"Oh~~~" The second lieutenant understood immediately that these three people must have been separated.

"Where are you going?"

"Report, we hope to go to the train station to take the train to Belgorod, find our old troops, and participate in the great battle." Lin Chen was full of energy.

The lieutenant was deeply moved after hearing this. It was said that the offensive there was not going well, and this exempt soldier was actually so aware that he was rushing there to be cannon fodder?

"Okay, very good, good luck to you!" The lieutenant no longer wanted to deal with these idiots.

He smiled coldly, then turned around and wanted to leave.

But after taking one look at the blood-stained cab, he felt very disgusted.

"Who among you can drive?" the lieutenant shouted to the group of soldiers.

But it was a silent answer. It was not because they disliked it, but they really didn't know how to drive. Driving at that time was a very difficult technical job and it was rare for anyone who was not a veteran to know how to drive.

"Mr. Lieutenant, I can do it!" Kirilenko shouted quickly. He had driven this kind of military truck twice, so he could be considered a driver after all.

"You? Really?" The lieutenant obviously didn't believe it, mainly because Kirilenko was too young.

"Really? When I was serving in the army, I was in the transport company." Kirilenko got the true teachings from Lin Chen, so he was not at all nervous when bragging.

"Okay, then you just come with us and squeeze in the back." The lieutenant wasn't being kind, but if there were a few more people, the soldiers in the back would have to squeeze a little more. What did it have to do with him?

The military vehicles were back on the road, and the soldiers who were killed could only be buried randomly in a shallow pit dug on the side of the road.

It is impossible to erect a cross here. First, the conditions are not met. Second, if it is erected, the local guerrillas will dig it out to vent their anger. It is better for their souls to rest in peace by lying there peacefully.

Lin Chen and others are already accustomed to this, and this is also due to the hot weather. If it was during the Battle of Stalingrad last year, when the ground was frozen hard, how could they dig a pit?

And who has time to dig so many holes?
They entered the train station soon. The lieutenant was obviously very familiar with the sentry here. He just said hello and passed through.

As for the few unfamiliar faces on the bus, it was also very normal. Since the consecutive defeats, the troops had suffered serious casualties. There were too many new soldiers recruited from the local area, and some were formed by the reintegration of the devastated troops.

Besides, as the fighting is raging on the front line, there are too many people coming and going at the train station. If we check too carefully, wouldn't we be asking for trouble?

After getting off the car, Lin Chen finally understood what the people led by this second lieutenant were doing.

It turned out that they were here to retrieve the bodies of officers who had died on the front line. No wonder the combat effectiveness of these soldiers was so poor.

The weather is very hot now. The bodies of the fallen officers were transported here by train. The coffins can no longer block the stench. They can only be cremated here and the ashes sent back to China.

This is only the treatment enjoyed by middle and senior officers. As for low-level officers, they will definitely have to do the job in a perfunctory manner. After all, there is no time to fight the war, so how can they find the manpower to do this job?

Sergei and others really dislike this "job". Do they have to carry the corpses of these turtle bastards?

But the second lieutenant had given the order, and if they disobeyed it, it would be extremely bad.

Just when they were hesitating whether to do it or not,
"You guys, come here!"

A captain shouted over here.

The three men were stunned at first, but the major actually came over, followed by several soldiers armed with guns.

Oh no! Lin Chen took a look at the German captain’s attire and the crescent-shaped “dog tag” on his chest was particularly eye-catching.

The second button is wearing the ribbon of the Second Class Iron Cross, and the First Class Iron Cross on the left chest shows that this person has made extraordinary military achievements.

These German soldiers were actually the German field military police during World War II, and the crescent-shaped badge they wore was proof of their identity. The German eagle emblem was engraved on the front, and the words "Feldgendarmerie" were engraved under the eagle emblem, which means "field military police."

The back of the crescent sign is engraved with the numbers of these gendarmes.

It is worth mentioning that the German Gendarmerie and the Gestapo are often confused by later generations, but in fact they are different organizations.

The biggest difference between the two is that the Gestapo mainly targets civilians, while the gendarmerie focuses on the military.

Moreover, the gendarmerie was lower in rank than the Gestapo. The Gestapo was commanded by the SS Supreme Leader XML, whose rank was equivalent to that of a marshal.

The German gendarmerie is directly under the Army General Staff, and its supreme leader is the "Generalquartiermeister" of the Army General Staff, whose rank is usually major general.

However, although the gendarmerie was not as high-ranking as the Gestapo, it posed a significant deterrent to the German Wehrmacht.

Because in wartime, the gendarmerie could execute deserters and soldiers who pretended to be injured in order to go to the rear.

This power, which was exercised at their own discretion, made the German Wehrmacht extremely disgusted with the German Gendarmerie.

In addition, the German military police would hang this "crescent badge" around their necks, so German soldiers would contemptuously call them "Kettenhunde", which means dog with a chain, or "chain dog" for short.

But no matter how you put it, the current situation has indeed become tense all of a sudden.

Seeing that the other party had a higher rank than him, the second lieutenant immediately trotted over, stood at attention and saluted, "Captain!"

The captain didn't even look at him. Instead, he stared at Lin Chen and the other two, which made the three of them feel uneasy. Has he been exposed?
There were only three rifles for three people, and there were only a few bullets left in them. If they were really exposed, it would be very tragic. Even if they took the captain hostage, there was no guarantee that there would be officers of higher rank in the station, and they would definitely be shot to death.

What's more, there are machine guns lurking on several commanding heights above.

Lin Chen immediately signaled to the two with his eyes not to act rashly.

"You three are soldiers of the Wehrmacht. Why are you not at the front line but here?"

The captain was very dissatisfied. The soldiers on the front line were fighting bravely, so why were there still soldiers here who were lazy and transporting the bodies?

"Report, we are soldiers returning from injury, but our vehicle was ambushed by guerrillas along the way, and only three of us survived, so we hope to hitchhike to Belgorod."

Lin Chen answered neither humbly nor arrogantly, and his answer made some sense.

The captain was silent for a long time after hearing this. "Where are the documents? The documents of the three of you!"

He shouted and wanted to check their IDs, but the three of them didn't have any. It turned out that the IDs of the soldiers who had been killed were completely unusable as the difference was too great.

"We." Kirilenko was a little panicked.

"Captain, we were ambushed and our documents were kept with the officer in charge, so everything was lost after the vehicle caught fire." Lin Chen could only make up a lie.

This excuse obviously could not completely let the captain down.

After thinking about it,

"Take them away and send them to the 317th Punitive Battalion to the Belgorod Front!" This was the captain's final decision.

This is really a mixture of good and bad news. The good news is that they are finally going to the Belgorod front, and the bad news is that their weapons will be confiscated, along with their ranks and all their insignia.

This is obviously treating them as deserters.

Being escorted to the deserters' carriage of the military train, Lin Chen and the others took a look at the soldiers with lifeless eyes in the carriage and felt that they were actually a bit out of place. At the urging of the German army, the three of them quickly "took their seats" in the three carriages.

It’s not that the people in the carriage take care of them, but that the air inside is the worst and the hygiene is also the worst.

In this completely sealed carriage (there was only a small gap at the iron door to provide breathing space for dozens of deserters), there was no place to relieve themselves, so they had to do it on the spot.

Even so, stale, disgusting air is a luxury.
Because it’s so boring!

The German army has always been extremely harsh towards deserters. If you are thrown here, it is a blessing if you can survive, and it is your fault if you die. It also saves you the bullets of the firing squad.

Lin Chen observed for a while and found that there was an inspection hole under his feet. He immediately gestured with his hands.

Several German soldiers nearby smiled disdainfully. They had discovered this inspection port a long time ago, but without a wrench, it would be almost a pipe dream to turn this rusted nut.

"Don't waste your energy, stay quietly and save some oxygen in the car." An old soldier reminded with a gloating look.

Lin Chen did not waver in his determination to open the hole, because at the current speed of the military train, it would take at least half a day to reach the destination.

To persist in such a stuffy situation for so long must be extremely detrimental to one's recovery.

He immediately used the belt buckle on his body and the metal parts on the belt buckle to cleverly fix it into a square "wrench" to turn the nut. After unremitting efforts, finally, as the inspection port was removed, the long-lost fresh air came into the carriage.

Other deserters rushed over to grab this good position that would allow them to survive.

Sergei and Kirilenko would certainly not be polite to these shameless German soldiers who "acted like pigs before and came to rob afterwards", and would let them have a good taste of the "iron fist of the proletariat".

These deserters had not eaten or drunk anything for a long time, and were in such a confined space, so they had long lost the ability to fight in close combat.

Under the realistic education of Sergei and others who used action instead of words, he soon faced the cruel reality that these three deserters were not quite like himself.

(End of this chapter)