Chapter 18 Women, women

Once again, he woke up with the faint sound of the war horn. Lin Neng picked up the watch beside his pillow. At 6 a.m., it was the time for Wolfrum and the others to go out for exercise. He heard from his old subordinates that the equine warfare company had to conduct strict training every day, and the training mode was still very rich. He had basic physical fitness and skills training, solid step-and-tank coordination, batch-based confrontation drills, and irregular gathering training. Although such formal training was hard, it could keep the officers and soldiers in a state of battle at all times. Just wait for the order of his superiors to attack with full morale.

In the past few days, new companions have arrived in the "Sanctuary". Although the empty beds in the hospital have been decreasing, the scale of the Imperial Guards has been increasing day by day. The confidence of the officers and soldiers has increased significantly with the popularity of their popularity. The topics of private exchanges have gradually shifted from this mysterious base to counterattacking the continent. Lin En has always been very concerned about strategic events, but he is a low-level officer, and it is a waste of time to think hard. He rested and recuperated his body, studied and cultivated his soul. Day after day, his mood has returned to peace, and he has gradually become accustomed to this new environment where there is no sunshine or sea breeze. In this hidden "Sanctuary", all kinds of basic living facilities are available, without worrying about food and clothing. Compared with the arduous battlefield, it is like a fairyland on earth.

He opened his eyes and brewed at the ceiling for a moment, got up, leaned on his pillow, and took out the diary from his pocket in his military uniform. Since changing his soul on that cold winter night, the main text of the diary has not been moved. Lynn just marked the date behind the cover on the back. Without a calendar, he would draw a stroke on it every day, check it twice, confirming that today is May 10, 1945. If history has not changed, then the once glorious Third Reich of Germany had officially announced its surrender a day ago.

I finished writing, closed the book, turned to watch, and the atmosphere around me did not change at all. Most of the injured were still sleeping. The nurse on duty walked by gently, watching these young men who were injured by fighting bravely on the battlefield, their eyes were full of warmth, and occasionally tucked the quilts for the guys who were not honest in sleeping. They were always so humble and careful, showing the kindness and tenderness of women. If it weren't for this war, how brilliant their youth would be.

After putting away his extra thoughts, Lin En always felt that such an important historical turning point should not be so calm, so she simply got up and wore her clothes. She was still tied to the legs when she walked, but she no longer had to limp as awkwardly as before. She could maintain a normal posture when she was slow.

Directly behind the hospital is a circular square with fountains, bushes and gravel trails. Unfortunately, the "green plants" here are imitations of various textures. In addition to adding ornamentality, they cannot play the greatest role of the plants - purifying the air. Fortunately, there are ventilation ducts that continuously inject fresh air into the cave library so that they will not make people feel turbid and stuffy. In the past few days, Lynn has to walk several times in this leisure square every day, and the nameplate next to it is engraved with its official name: "Vienna Round Field".

In this basically isolated "refuge", every cave, every building and every passage has their official name, such as the "Honey Hive" where Lynn's dormitory is located. The unique dormitory building is "Imperial Guards A01 Barracks", and the "Imperial Temple" on it is named "Imperial Base Camp". They are all learned from their companions one after another. Almost everyone is curious about the big and small things here, so new discoveries are made every day, which is also a very dynamic aspect of a peaceful life.

Passing through the Vienna Round Field is the entrance to the tunnel of the Dongku where the "Imperial Base Camp" and the "Imperial Guards A01 Barracks". Soldiers in new military uniforms have a post here. For the soldiers and medical staff coming and going, they only require documents to be presented without strict review and verification. Lynn also noticed that the soldiers on duty here usually do not carry long spears, but are about to wear pistol holsters and carry light weapons such as Ruger or Walter pistols.

"Sir, are you returning to the team after recovering from injury?"

The soldier who checked Lynn's ID was tall and thin, looking about the same age as Tchimmel, with a youthful face and a gentle speech.

Lynn was not in a chat and replied casually: "Not yet, I just went to the barracks and got some personal belongings!"

After returning the documents, the soldier said politely: "Please walk slowly!"

Such ordinary and simple conversations are no longer as tense as the war period, but Lin En always feels unnatural. Because of this unhealed leg injury, the physical strength and time he spent walking a kilometer several times that of ordinary people, but time is like an extremely cheap buffet, no one urges him to go. When he walked to the dormitory on the fourth floor of the barracks, the room was empty, and the three officers who lived with him were obviously out of fuck.

The bed was still well kept, and the personal belongings stored here were intact. Lynn flipped through it and took away the Iron Cross that he received when he met the head of state earlier. After changing his clothes, he did not wear it on his chest. Now he has two German Crosses. These honors are of course better, but putting them together on his chest is quite burdensome - have you ever seen a German man with a medal on his left chest in historical data pictures?

Slowly downstairs, she saw the female administrators gathered together to chat and laughed and laughed like flowers. Even the short-haired girl who ignored her last time was smiling so hard that she looked back and forth. It seemed that she really didn't know that her beloved motherland had been defeated by the enemy. This hidden "sanctuary" in the extremely cold land was just as its name was just a place for the "remnants of the empire" to hide temporarily.

Walking aimlessly, he walked unknowingly to the side door of the "Empire Temple" and two extra-burly soldiers guarded the passage. Their helmets were still in m42 style, but the color was painted light grayish white, and the combat uniforms were also grayish white blocks. Even the mp44 assault rifle in his hands was painted with such camouflage. The whole outfit was not particularly concealed when walking in the cave library. These were obviously prepared for snow activities.

One of the soldiers stepped forward and said in a calm tone: "Sir, please show your ID... You must enter the base camp with a written signature. If you come with oral instructions, we will release it after verification!"

Lin En was stunned for a moment. If he reported Bach's name, he didn't know what to say after seeing someone. After thinking about it, he would change his words temporarily: "May I ask, is Miss Eva Futrich also working here?"

"Yes!" the soldier replied.

Lynn looked at his collar seal, which was still the logo of the head of state guard flag team. While handing over his ID, he said, "Can you inform me on your behalf and say that Lynn Galgo has something to do and want to interview her."

The soldiers here were also unexpectedly good in patience and temper. He answered "OK". After verifying Lynn's ID, he turned around and walked into the side door with it. Another soldier looked at him from time to time with an assault rifle, neither taking the initiative to speak nor being very vigilant or hostile.

About two minutes later, the soldier in front came out and returned the ID to Lynn and said, "Miss Futerridge asked you to go to her office, go upstairs from here, turn right on the fourth floor, and the door sign is 'Propaganda Secretary-General'. According to regulations, no weapons are allowed to be carried when entering the Imperial Base Camp!"

In such a detailed statement, Lin Neng didn't have to worry about getting lost. He raised his arms and obediently cooperated with the other party to check. Before leaving, he asked tentatively: "Maybe we have met before? I happened to have evacuated with the Minister of Propaganda, are you?"

The soldier just looked at Lin Neng with a gentle expression, neither answering nor smiling or nodding.

I entered the Imperial Base Camp in disappointment and felt warm as spring. The heating was powerful enough. The structure and decoration of the buildings were all for the most gorgeous and magnificent level. However, many details seemed to have not been completed yet, such as the handrails of the stairs, the wall lights at the corners, and the busy scenes of the former Imperial Prime Minister's Office in the corridors. Even at the speed of one or two hundred people a day, the combatants at this base are at most a thousand, and only a few dozen senior officers should not wander around this base every day!

Up to the fourth floor, on the same floor as her dormitory, Lin En took a break at the stairs so as not to look panting as soon as she entered the office. Turning to the right, a young lady in a dress came towards her. She had fashionable curly hair and looked very beautiful, about 1.7 meters tall. Although she was wearing short leather shoes, her thin legs still looked particularly slender. Even though she was not interested in picking up girls, she still felt heart-pounding when she saw this beautiful figure and a model. Moreover, she looked at herself with a smile. When she walked past, the elegant fragrance also drifted into her nose. If she felt that she was missing, it was that she had a rhythmic "kick" sound on the carpet.

The girls in the dormitory and hospital were all fresh and lovely. Unexpectedly, the level of walking in this imperial base camp had reached such a level. A evil thought suddenly flashed through Lin En's mind: If everyone had no intention of fighting again, but was willing to fall into depravity and settled down and lived on the huge wealth accumulated during the heyday of the empire, wouldn't this place become a lewd and lewd forest of wine pools?

I walked to the door of the second room and carefully checked the door sign. It was indeed written with "Secretary-General of Propaganda" and did not add part-time titles such as "Editor-in-Chief of the Deutsches, Senior War Reporter" and other part-time titles. I knocked on the door, and guessed from the voice that the door should be quite heavy, for fear that I would not hear the response from the room, so I quickly pricked up my ears and listened.

"Please come in!"

The female voice was very neat and not lacking in strength. The heroic outfit that Lin En had when she first met Eva appeared in front of her. Then she pushed the door and saw that the owner of the room had already gotten up and left the desk. It was only half a month since she was last separated. Her short hair was still the same. She only changed her clothes to a dress similar to the lady just now, but not a dull gray-green, but a light gray similar to the new uniform. Under the incandescent lamp, a light blue light can be seen. The wool material is quite good. The hem of the skirt is knee-length, and the lower part is a pair of snow-white naked legs - it is as full and strong as imagined, with a little muscle on the calves, either wearing high heels for too long, or running or other exercises. Although she is healthy, she loses the beauty that Lin En likes the most.
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