Steel Soviet Union

Those who have never experienced war will inevitably have a little more imagination about what war is like.

But at least in most cases, these people's imaginations are subject to certain distortions, and the ugliness in real wars often exceeds the imagination of people who don't understand it at all.

Whether you are shocked or angry, it will be deeply unexpected.

Just like Jill and Mary are now.

"Oh my god, these crazy lunatics and demons! How could they treat a disabled person and a weak person like this? Didn't they stand up and condemn them when they did this? No one can manage or punish them?"

Something unexpected happened is just the beginning. The further down the line, the more unexpected things will follow. For example, the restraint and punishment of atrocities are also unexpected.

"No one can punish them, they themselves are the punishers with the power."

"When the Russians came closer, the SS went crazy and looted anything, anyone or anything they thought was useful. If they deemed it useless, my husband's fate would be the final result, and there are countless of them. So many people were affected by this. The disabled, the elderly, women and children probably couldn't escape. The chaos and killings had already begun before the Russians entered the city."

""

Mary continued to record the stories she had heard, but the pen in Jill's hand had stopped, or it could be said that she was too frightened to calm down and could no longer continue writing.

"This is genocide, self-genocide, Mary."

"Those evil demons not only forcibly capture people to die on the battlefield, but also rob their own people of everything they can, even basic survival resources. Don't they consider the consequences of doing this? In their eyes Is there no distinction between friend and foe? Are these people crazy?"

Because she had been to the Western Front several times to conduct battlefield interviews, Mary had obviously seen and heard more about the Nazi atrocities than Jill, who had only been to the Eastern Front once before. His receptive ability should also be stronger, at least he wouldn't be as shocked to the extreme and unbelievable as Jill.

"When I went to France before, the Nazis were already taking the children to the front lines and forming large-scale troops to fight. Think about it, Jill, this is what has happened and is happening. To those Nazis It’s commonplace, so they must be eliminated.”

""

Jill seemed to realize that there was no point in dwelling on these crazy and unethical things.

No matter whether they were shocked, confused, or horrified, they could not stop the Nazis from continuing these atrocities. It was obviously more important to continue some meaningful interviews.

"Okay, uh, I'm sorry about something, Ms. Magerman. I'm sorry to remind you of those bad memories, but we will fulfill our duties and let the world know the truth, don't worry."

Compared with Jill, who was a little restrained and at a loss, the middle-aged woman who was the victim and client seemed to be fine.

"It doesn't matter, I have been able to accept it all. Life will always go on, and for my children, I need to live strong and protect them until they grow up."

""

Looking at the interviewee who raised his hand to wipe the tears from his eyes, Jill and Mary, who were speechless and choked for a moment, looked at each other. Finally, Jill, who was more lively and outgoing, took the initiative to speak.

"Then, have you ever thought about what to do next? It will take some time for this war to end, and the war will continue to rage here. Don't you have any relatives or friends to seek refuge in? Leave this city and go into hiding? Wait until the war What are you going to do after it’s over?”

Paying attention to the weak in war is the theme of the interview that Jill had decided before setting off on this trip.

She hopes to publish a report so that countless ordinary people in the world can understand how ordinary people who were innocently involved in this unprecedented war are struggling. In war, there are not, and have never been, only the strong. Although the stories of the weak are not spectacular, they deserve more attention. Jill firmly believes that this is one of his responsibilities and missions.

With the past and the present, Gill's first report is still short of the final future.

"I'm sorry, I haven't thought about things that long-term. I've never thought about long-term future plans."

"Before, when the Russians were just approaching but not really attacking, my husband tried to close the shop and take our family out of here, but failed."

"The SS blocked the roads leaving the city. Everyone leaving Berlin had to show a pass and obtain a permit. There were long queues at several checkpoints leaving the city every day, and many people were driven back. , those who dare to escape will be shot to death, and in the end only a small number of people will be able to leave Berlin smoothly. "

"My husband tried to apply for a pass to leave the city. Our family was just ordinary civilians selling homemade handmade bread. But the official who issued the certificate said after reviewing our family's files that we could not leave. I asked him why? He He just said coldly that now is the time to dedicate himself to the Führer and Berlin, and that all those who have no reason to leave the city must stay.”

"Our family can only come back here, hiding at home in fear every day. My husband is dead, but I have to take care of our children. They are still young, have a future, and have not yet seen what their life will be like. What kind of thing. I want to protect them but I don’t know what to do. I really have no choice at all. I, I, I must."

Tears welled up from the corners of her eyes again and had already wet the front of her clothes. Mary, who had been silently recording all this, saw that she was in danger of losing control of her emotions and quickly stopped the pen in her hand to signal that it was all over.

"Okay, okay, no need to go on, Ms. Magerman. We have fully understood the situation and are deeply sorry for your experience. We will provide you with the help we can, just like we said That way, I hope you and your children can live strong and bravely.”

After speaking, Mary stood up on her own initiative and patted Jill's shoulder to signal her to leave for a moment.

Jill nodded knowingly and said she would stay here until Mary came back. A moment later, only Jill and the tragic mother were left in the room.

"Excuse me, do you have a cigarette?"

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Jill, who was worried about how to continue the conversation, was stunned when she heard this. She really didn't expect to be asked this kind of request. She wanted to say yes but the reality didn't allow it. Although women's cigarettes these days have cigarettes, Jill herself didn't. Not a smoker.

"I'm sorry, I don't smoke, but Mary does, she should be back soon and I will help you to her"

"Hey, what's up? I heard my name, what do you need?"

Before Jill could finish her words, Mary, who was holding a heavy bag of unknown objects in her hand, had already returned and asked questions.