The Cyanided Heart

"Of course. My marksmanship is first-rate."

While chatting with the soldiers on the side, Wendy was playing with her own Mosin-Nagant.The armored convoy is driving on the road mightily.

"What are you worried about?" Wendy frowned and looked at the soldiers next to her. "Soldiers, you should go forward bravely. What's more important is our mutual trust. Isn't it?"

"I see! Colonel Lopez." The soldier smiled.

"Okay, get ready for action. You lead the second team to stand by in the car!" Wendy patted the soldier on the shoulder, grabbed the microphone of the podium and said, "One, three teams will join me and strive to completely surround the enemy army group!"

"As ordered!"

Wendy could vaguely hear the gunfire in the distance.At this moment, she is nervous and looking forward to it, and she is not afraid of the situation that may sacrifice at any time.

...

Amy closed her eyes, and finally she took that step.

But Mengele didn't seem to be interested in him. Like everyone else, Mengele gestured twice on his body, and then motioned for himself to go to the door on the left.

What a blessing.Amy sighed, then lowered her head and quickened her pace towards the small door on the left.

"Amy?" A familiar voice came.Amy raised her head, it was Annie.She was playing with her red and white plaid skirt and looked at Amy with a smile.

"Um... were you okay just now? Anne." Amy lowered her voice.

"Just... what happened just now? What are you talking about." Annie frowned, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Annie..."

Why.Obviously that happened.Although Amy thinks it is useless to speak out at this time, it will only increase everyone's troubles.So Amy chose to remain silent.

"Hey, they're here too." Annie pointed at Amy's back, and Kate and Buford also walked in.Amy noticed that the people who came to this room were mostly women and children.

Maybe Anne didn't say it because she didn't want everyone to worry. She is really a kind person.Amy silently looked away.

More and more people came in one after another.When everyone arrived, Amy saw a familiar figure walk in—Mengele.

"Congratulations, everyone." Mengele clapped his hands. "You are the lucky ones I have chosen. Then...you can save yourself the trouble of shaving your hair. It's very simple, because you are lucky."

"...As for everyone's tasks, I think you will know soon." Mengele motioned to the soldiers on the side to lead the way, "I am also looking forward to your performance."

Amy and his party were brought into a room with dense iron railings on both sides.The soldiers roughly pushed the people in front into the cell, which was about four people to one room.

Probably in order to be parted with Amy and his group, Annie secretly switched positions with the people in front of her.This proved to be useful, and the soldiers drove the four into the cell and locked the door.

The cell was closed on three sides, which meant that Amy and the others could not see what was going on next door.She remembered that she seemed to be in the third cell.

"What should we do now?" Kate leaned against the wall and rubbed her temples. "I don't think they will do anything good."

"Hmm." Buford was a little frustrated, "It's over now. Not only did Reed not be found... but his own people were brought in."

"I...I'm so scared..." Annie covered her face, as if she was about to cry.

Kate frowned.That guy, Anne Fasek, has been describing how scared she is since she met, which disgusts her a little.

"I said, you're almost enough. It's annoying...you." Kate clenched her fists and looked at Anne, who looked at her timidly through her fingers, "is it always interesting like this? "

"What... what...?"

"Kate! Anne might just be really scared..." Amy hurriedly stood in front of Annie, "Don't be like this...Kate!"

"Yes...we also promised to protect her." Buford sighed, "I can't turn a blind eye to the weak, I think Reed thinks the same..."

Kate hesitated and looked away: "I...well, okay..."

Amy sighed in relief.Annie was clutching Amy's sleeve nervously at this moment.

"Annie, don't be afraid." Amy smiled, "Kate...even though she said so, she will definitely protect you!"

"Is that so, thanks...thank you..."

Kate sat silently in the corner.Buford was studying the railing, and Amy sat with Annie.

"Annie, do you live in Leningrad?" Amy asked in a low voice.

"Oh...no." Annie shook her head, "I used to live in Minsk, but I lost my parents later, so I lived with a relative here."

Amy hugged her knees and looked at Anne.Short black hair and a one-sided ponytail, a little dust on the white shirt, and a pair of brown leather shoes under the red plaid skirt.Same—tiredness was written on her little face.

"...Ah, what I said was a little too much." Annie lowered her head, "I always take care of myself, I...haven't thought about everyone's feelings. I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, everyone thinks the same as Anne." Amy smiled, "Kate and Buford both have their own difficulties... It's just that they don't want to say it, and they don't want us to worry... Like this."

"Ah... everyone is working hard." Annie smiled lightly.

...

If we rewind the time to a day later... we can see Mengele put down the phone rudely.Because not long ago, an unpleasant request came from the receiver.

"Why did the Medical Research Center suddenly request a large supply of experimental subjects?" Mengele asked, suppressing his anger.

"I'm just passing on the request of the Medical Research Center to you." The staff member sighed, "These are legal requests, you should know..."

"Okay, hurry back and report." Mengele clenched his fists, "I refuse to supply."

"But..." The words of the staff seemed to be stuck in the receiver—the phone was hung up by Mengele.

Mengele frowned and stared at the moonlight coming in through the window bars. The light and darkness intertwined like the iron bars of a prison. At this moment, Mengele was like its prisoner...with an expression of resignation.

Who exactly is hindering himself over and over again.Mengele closed the cap of the pen casually, and wrote his experimental plan in black and blue ink on the paper, such as participating in the streptococcal infection experiment designed by his camp.

And the consequence of refusal is probably to be forced to collect the experimental body.But it doesn't matter.Mengele picked up the pen, dipped in the ink and continued to write his experimental plan.Since time is limited... the best way is to improve efficiency.

In short... let yourself use enough first.He circled on the brief cell guide map and crossed out most of the cells used for experiments.