Chapter 313 Concentration Camp (Continued)

Colonel Sink rushed over, and then the medical officers also rushed over. They were satisfied with Major Winters' treatment. Colonel Sink came over as soon as he got off the bus, nodded to Colonel Winters and said, "Well done, Dick. Similar concentration camps have been found elsewhere, but because our commanders don't know how to resettle them, there are people who are stuffed to death and emotional death in each concentration camp.

At this time, the medical officer still gave some precautions to the brothers, and the brothers began to understand that Major Parks's insistence was right. So much so that Li Gaote felt very sorry for Major Parks. He walked to Parks with an embarrassed face and said, "I'm sorry, boss, I misunderstood you! I think - I should apologize for this!"

Major Parks nodded and said, "I can understand. Well, Li Gaote, take good care of these people. We should do our best to keep them alive!" With that, he walked towards the gate of the concentration camp. At this time, under the supervision of the doctors, the gate opened. The soldiers of the 2nd Battalion entered the concentration camp and began to appease all the German people in the concentration camp as ordered. And began to provide drinking water and nutrient solution.

When the brothers entered, although they were prepared, what they saw outside was very different from what they saw in the concentration camp. The thin and skinny people are intertlying with each other, and their physical torture is no more. But some of them still have the will.

"God!" Hooborough covered his nose with his hand, and then took a breath of cold air at the scene he saw. Far from him, a thin middle-aged man was crying with a corpse that had become a skeleton, and there were more corpses around him that smelled of [***]. Lying there horizontally and vertically.

"It's all right!" Hooborough resisted his nausea. He stretched out his hand to the man and tried to pull him up. "It's okay, you're free!" He didn't know if this person could understand, but he couldn't help saying it to him, just to comfort his heart.

"Free!" Unexpectedly, the man could speak English. He muttered and stood up, and then walked into Hubler tremblingly. He stretched out his bone-like heads, hugged Hubler's shoulders tightly, buried his head in his shoulder, and cried like a child. It is the joy of rebirth, but more for those relatives who have lost their lives but have not seen today.

Although the man's body smelled bad, Hubler tried his best to endure it. He couldn't bear to push him away. He knew that these people needed a shoulder to rely on. He raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then gently patted the man on the back and said, "You will be fine. We will take care of you." Then he whispered, "God, help these poor people!"

Major Winters, Major Parks, Captain Nixon and Captain Wales walked together. They slowly stepped into the concentration camp. The weak people in the concentration camp, like the withered grass in the wind, watched them come in, and then slowly began to gather towards them. They realized that they had been rescued. I hope it will slowly rise in their hearts.

Many hands stretched out to them, trying to hold them, even pulling their skirts. Different languages muttered in their mouths, and some people began to unable to suppress their emotions and burst into tears.

"Oh, God!" Nixon walked to the front, and suddenly he stopped. His eyes were full of shock and inconceivable. He shouted loudly, "Dick, Les, come and have a look!"

Parks heard Nixon's voice, which was just surrounded by a group of refugees in the concentration camp. He couldn't help looking forward, and then he was also greatly shocked. On a long side of the road, there are low shacks, from which people are slowly coming out. Their faces are so thin that they can't see their expressions clearly, and some are holding the bodies of their lost relatives in their hands.

There are people who have fallen down and died for a long time on the side of the road. The pungent and choking smell comes from there, giving people a disgusting smell. Some people ** their upper bodies, their rugged sternums and high ribs, staggered out of the low shantytowns, and then walked towards Winters.

"Li Pu!" Parks shouted loudly. He couldn't hold back the sour string in his heart and felt like he wanted to cry. "Go and let the brothers prepare blankets. Hurry up!" These people are like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, withered grass trembling in the wind and rain, and may fall at any time.

"Yes, sir!" Li Pu answered loudly, and then arranged for the brothers to carry their blankets from the camp. Some brothers took out their kettles and handed them to these people. They didn't dare to give them anything to eat because of the doctor's warning.

A middle-aged man held an old man with white hair and a skeleton, muttered something, and suddenly knelt down in front of Gerry and Toy. His expression was panicked and painful, as if he begging for something to the two.

"I'm sorry!" Toy couldn't understand what he was saying. He shook his head feebly. He could only say sorry. Granari untied his kettle and handed it over and said, "Take the water! Drink some water and you will get better."

"My God, Webb, do you believe there will be such a place? This is worse than the refugee camp we met before. God, what's going on? Luz and Webster walked in panic in the concentration camp with rifles in their arms. They were full of uneasiness. And with a sour mood in people's hearts.

"No, I don't believe it!" There was a trill in Webster's voice.

Suddenly, a gray-haired old man staggered up in front of him. He didn't say anything. Although he staggered, he walked very fast. His emotions hit a little. He stretched out his trembling hands, tightly saved Webster, and then kept kissing his face. Luz looked at it helplessly and very sadly.

Although the old man had a pungent smell, Webster did not push him away. He couldn't help stretching out his hand and patting the old man on the back. Then he heard the old man nagging, "God, God, you are here!" Then he lost his voice in pain, and his cry was like a long sigh, which made people's hearts tremble.

God, you are coming! The sadness in Webster's heart suddenly spread. He couldn't help crying any more. He let go of the old man, and then walked to the side alone and squatted down. Suddenly, he covered his face with his hands, shrugged his shoulders violently, and cried bitterly.

"Hey, Babe, come here!" Malachi shouted at Hevran, who was not far away from him. He saw the corpses lying on the ground with different numbers on his arms. He couldn't help frowning, "Look at their arms!" He pointed his gun at the arms of the bodies.

Hefran couldn't help shaking his head, biting his teeth and saying, "Number, it's like an animal."

"Damn it!" Malaqi couldn't help scolding in a low voice, "God!"

In the shack, many people are still lying in it, and they may be lying next to the bodies that have been dead for a long time. After they were opened, they woke up from the sunlight that came in, and then someone couldn't help stretching out their hands to block the light coming in. More bodies were found in the carriage of a train parked on the railway. When the door of the carriage was opened, the body rolling down from it and the arms of the body were like a sharp knife scratching the hearts of the brothers.

The corpses in the carriage piled up, covered with thick layers, and even some corpses leaned against the door of the carriage and rolled down when they opened. The flies roared and danced in the carriage, and then spread around.

Parks already felt that he had nothing to say. He was also speechless. This is far beyond my own cognition. Even if you know the evils of these Nazi concentration camps in advance, once you experience these scenes, how can the words and vague pictures on the pile of old paper describe all this in such detail? How can these miserable pictures be said so clearly?

Major Winters is like himself, and all people are like himself. They are deeply shocked by such a scene. They can't speak, but just silently watch all this - such a hell on earth.

"We must get them back to the concentration camp, and then find someone to clean up the bodies here and disinfect the houses and utensils here." After a moment of silence, Major Parks took a deep breath and said to Winters, "Dick, we must do this. In this way, they can live better.

"I know! Les, you can arrange these. You know better than me. God, I want to be quiet for a while!" Winters said, took off his helmet, and then trimbed his hair with his hands, with some blood in his eyes. Obviously, he was very angry, but he was more angry, for the Germans' inhuman torture of Jews, Poles and so on.

The order has been issued that all the people in the concentration camp must return to the concentration camp again. Although it is difficult for the brothers to do it, they have to carry out this task. The people in the concentration camp began to be emotional, their eyes were full of doubts, and even some people began to despair again. They were emotional about any decision of the U.S. military. But they had to be taken into the concentration camp by these soldiers again.

Li Gaote sat on the edge of a pit in the concentration camp, in which there was a broken wall burned down when the German army left, with a trace of blue smoke. There was still a vague and pungent smell of burning in the pit, but he didn't seem to smell it. He couldn't help crying when he watched a Jew who was once his compatriot enter the concentration camp again with a look of despair.

Py carried a submachine gun and quickly wanted to leave this place, which made him feel suffocated and made him feel as heavy as a big stone. He finally took a look at the low shacks. A man who was finally about to enter the shack suddenly turned around, stooped and smiled at him, then raised his hand tremblingly and gave him a military salute.

This may be a soldier or a civilian with respect for the U.S. military, but this military salute sent Kandy couldn't help raising his hand solemnly and solemnly returning a military salute to him.

(to be continued)