Chapter 167: A little boy

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Let's push the time back to September 8, 1937. Germany is not far from the Polish border, and has just been approved to be promoted to the SS Third Division Barracks of the SS Panzer Division.
"Stand upright!" With a few words, several soldiers lying on the hard bed climbed up in panic and stood in front of their beds.
An affable chief came to the door of this dormitory and said with a smile: "Welcome everyone to the SS, this is your captain commander."
As he said, he pointed to a short boy who was walking by. The boy was about eighteen years old, and his blue eyes were not very divine, and he blinked in a slightly deep eye socket. Blinking, with a little freckles on his face, his blond hair was buckled on the head by a handsome black IDF style black brim hat, and the corner of his mouth gently raised.
Because he was very short, the boy ’s pants piled a lot on top of the leather boots, blocking the laces that he wore back and forth on the high-waisted boots. Because he was too thin, his armband was also skewed and looked very sloppy.
He raised his right hand high, performed a German ceremony, and shouted in a slightly hoarse voice: "Long live the head of state!"
"Long live the heads of state!" The three soldiers in the dorm responded listlessly to his slogan.
"Captain Carter, although we know that there is a large-scale military expansion now, you don't have to find a kid to play with us." An uncle, about thirty years old, grumbled with dissatisfaction, his face was full of beard, like A gorilla that has not evolved completely.
"This is your loader, a second-class soldier named Bruce. You can call him an orangutan." The captain named Carter with the teenager introduced, smiling and pointing at the talking soldier.
Then Captain Carter walked to a sergeant in his twenties who looked nervous, and introduced: "This is Corporal Bowman, your pilot! To be honest, except for you, it is his highest rank! But he compares It ’s shy, so he does n’t comment much—but he drives a bit ... a bit ... forget it, you still feel it yourself. "
He smiled again and walked to a normal-looking corporal, pointing to the soldier with round glasses: "This is Clark's first-class soldier, he is an electrician, and of course he is responsible for your front machine gun. . "
Unlike other people, this corporal named Clark immediately stood up and looked very standard, so Captain Carter added: "He is the most normal soldier in this dormitory! The technical level is quite good."
Finally, he pointed to the man sitting in the corner, who had never stood up or saluted, or even raised his head. He sighed helplessly and said: "This is Andrea, your gunner. "" He did not introduce the rank of the military, nor did he say anything else.
Corporal Andre, who was still sitting in the corner, did not even lift his head. He was wiping his pistol with a rag moistened with oil, and he sighed at the pistol from time to time.
"Okay, I have introduced you to all four of your crew members. The following is for me to introduce you, or are you yourself?" Captain Carter finished walking around and walked back to the door, smiling and asking him to see Little boy who hasn't grown up yet.
"Come on my own, everyone always has to say the first sentence." The thin boy took a step forward and put his hands behind his back: "It's nice to meet you, my name is Ren! Ren? Ha Germany. I just graduated from the German Academy of Armored Forces Command in Berlin and was awarded the rank of sergeant. I hope that I can get along with everyone! If you have any questions, you can come forward in person! "
"Hey! Sergeant Ren! How old are you this year?" Bruce, who looked the most talked, asked with a smirk.
"I'm eighteen years old this year, and I will have my nineteenth birthday in a few months." Sergeant Ren answered with a smile.
"Don't you think your age commanded us to be a little younger?" Bruce raised his eyebrows and continued to ask. He grinned as he interrogated, his big beard shaking like a steel needle.
"In fact, the captain of car 112 in the dormitory next door is half a year younger than me." Renn did not seem to see the mocking of the bearded Bruce. Grass-roots units, I regret that I know only seven people in this division, and only one is over 20 years old. "
"Alas ... Doll soldiers come to command us and will kill us!" Bruce sighed and wailed.
"Bruce! Shut up!" Andrea, the artillery captain who had not said anything, raised his head and whispered coldly, then frowned and stared at Ren, who was still smiling, and finally inserted the gun back into the bed. In the holster of his head, he stood up and walked out of the corner. Because of the light problem, Ryan finally saw clearly that this man named Andrea had beautiful brown hair.
"You said that you graduated from the German Academy of Armored Force Command?" Andre stared at Rennes and walked to the little sergeant, and asked, "I heard that there is a very powerful junior class, you are Where did it come out? "
Ryan glanced at Andre and suddenly smiled heartily: "Oh! The one you said is a class of wolf riding! Well, I am from that class!"
He said while proudly pointing at a commemorative medal on his chest, showing off happily: "I am the first in the graduation exam for that class."
After looking at the young man with shallow freckles on his smiley face, Andrey exhaled a breath, turned back and sat back on his bed, lying down very casually: "The bed with curtains over there is yours , Your cabinet number one key is under the pillow. "
And he was obviously the boss of this dormitory. After he said this, he had to say something about Bruce's big mouth, and he didn't dare to say a word that made Rennes more troublesome.
Carter saw that the scene of arranging Rennes was smooth, and he turned to leave, but this time Rennes remembered something.
He scratched his head in embarrassment and turned around to stop Captain Carter who brought him here: "Captain! My toiletries haven't been received yet, that ... and my sergeant officer dress, I was forgotten After school, can you tell me to call the school. "
He chased Carter and walked out. When he was halfway around, he turned back and cried, "I will come back soon! Go to the cafeteria together!"
Then he chased Captain Carter to the corridor: "Captain! When do we usually take vacations? What salary is paid? Can I usually leave the barracks? ..." His voice faded away and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
"Hehe! Still a kid!" Corporal Clark with glasses pushed the glasses that slipped a little from the bridge of his nose and smiled to make up his bed.
The driver Bowman shrugged his shoulders, threw the uniform he was wearing onto his bed, then grabbed the towel hanging on the wall and slung it over his shoulders, and walked out with the washbasin in his hand.
"We really have to wait for him to come back to the cafeteria?" Bearded Bruce turned his head to look at André, the boss in this room, and found that he had stood up and walked to the door, yelling angrily: "I said! ! Hey! What are you doing? "
"I'm going to eat!" Andrea answered without looking back.
Rennes who came back late naturally didn't have dinner. After returning to the dormitory to find that there was no one there, he dropped his luggage and ran to the cafeteria. As a result, there were only two cold potatoes waiting for him.
But Ren still hummed a little song, took small steps, walked back to the door of his dormitory, and carefully hung the towel embroidered with his name on the empty nails on the wall. Then put the aluminum toothbrush cup and the toothbrush of poor quality directly under the towel.
Following him, he placed a thick Russian dictionary next to his pillow, and then took out a "Russian Grammar Analysis" from a large cloth bag and randomly thrown it on his bed. Immediately after he unloaded the slanted arm belt and hung it on the head of his bed, he sat down on the edge of the bed, took off his boots and put on his little slippers.
While the other four people in the dormitory were marveling at the rather professional and thick Russian dictionary on the bed, Ren, who held the "Russian Grammar Analysis", put the book on his face casually, even the bed The curtains on the sides were not pulled, and they went to sleep with a slight snoring sound.
Everyone blamed themselves for their ideas, and then everyone returned to the state of four people's lives. About half an hour later, the sky gradually darkened. Because of the large-scale expansion of the barracks and the constant military expenditures, there are no electric lights installed here, and the fuel distribution of kerosene lamps is sometimes not available, so everyone also climbed into the bed early.
"Hey! Andre!" The most talkative Bruce threw the smothered buttocks and dropped the opposite boss: "What did you say during the day at the Junior School of the German Armored Forces Academy, where our stroller stayed, very Is it great? "
Andrey swept the cigarette butts on the quilt to the ground with his hand, staring at the necklace pendant in his hand and replied intently: "The head commanded the tank soldier training academy personally organized by General Goodrian. I heard that Wolf Ride is the most powerful and rigorous class there! It ’s all selected orphans in a German orphanage and trained by General Reinhardt. What do you say? "
"Then we still picked up the treasure?" Clark, who listened with his ears raised, said in amusement: "He's still the first in that place!"
Bauman turned over, his movements were a bit big, so the beds squeaked with his twisting. Obviously he was not sleeping, but listening to his comrades, but obviously he had no plans to participate.
"The recruit is a recruit after all! I don't want to give my life to an eighteen-year-old!" Andrei grabbed the necklace pendant in his hand, looked at the bright white moonlight outside the window, and said.
There was a faint smile on the childish face covered by the scroll. He still snored slightly and had a seemingly sweet dream, unaware that his men were talking about him.