I don’t know for what reason, when the German army attacked Poland, it kept its due restraint. It was not until the afternoon of September 13, 1937 that Germany officially expelled the Polish ambassador and declared war on Poland that afternoon. arcado condemned the Polish government for occupying the Danzig corridor, the hometown of Germany, despite the German people’s desire for peaceful reunification. On behalf of his German compatriots, he crusaded against the evil Polish rulers.
On the afternoon when Germany declared war on Poland, France declared war on Germany a few minutes later, and three days later, Britain declared war on Germany and condemned Germany for detaining the staff of the British embassy. Then Germany declared war on Britain, and World War II broke out.
Chapter 167 167 A little boy
Let’s go back to September 1937, when Germany, not far from the Polish border, was just allowed to be promoted to the barracks of the third SS armored division.
"attention!" One password, several soldiers lying on hard beds panic and get up in front of their beds.
An amiable officer came to the door of this dormitory and said with a smile, "Welcome to the SS. This is your conductor."
As he spoke, he pointed to a little boy coming by. The boy was about ten years old, and his blue eyes were not so magical. His eyes were slightly deep and his face blinked with a little shallow freckles. His blond hair was buckled by a handsome Wehrmacht style black hat and his mouth was gently raised.
Because a short boy’s trousers piled up with a lot of leather boots blocked the high-waisted boots from inserting shoelaces back and forth, because he was too thin and his Sam Browne belt was a little askew, which looked sloppy.
He raised his right hand and made a German salute. He shouted in a slightly hoarse voice, "Long live the Fuhrer!"
"Long live the Fuehrer!" Three soldier in that dormitory listlessly responded to his slogan.
"Captain Carter, although we know that there is a large-scale expansion, you don’t have to find a child to play with us." An uncle of about 30 years old complained with a face full of beard, just like a gorilla who has not evolved.
"This is your loader. It’s a private named Bruce. You can call him an orangutan," said the soldier who took the teenager to call Captain Carter and pointed to the conversation with a smile.
Then Captain Carter went to a sergeant in his twenties who looked a little nervous and introduced, "This is Bowman, your driver! To tell the truth, he has the highest rank here except you! But he’s shy and doesn’t have a problem with it-but his car is a little … a little … Come on, you’d better experience it yourself. "
He smiled and walked up to a normal-looking soldier and pointed to the soldier with round glasses. "This is Private Clark. He is a mechanic, and of course he is responsible for the machine gun in front of your car."
Unlike others, this guy named Clarks immediately stood at attention and responded in a very standard way, so Captain Carter added, "He is the most normal soldier in this dormitory! The technical level is quite excellent. "
Finally, he pointed to the man who had never stood up or saluted or even raised his head in the corner. Nai sighed and said, "This is Andre, the gunner." He didn’t introduce his rank or say anything else.
The man named Andres is still sitting in the corner without even raising his head-he is wiping his pistol with a rag with some oil on it, and he still breathes at the pistol from time to time.
"Well, I’ve introduced you to all four members of your crew. Shall I introduce you or will you come by yourself?" Captain Carter walked back to the door after introducing a circle and asked him with a smile if he seemed to be an adult boy.
"I’ll do it myself. Everyone has to say the first thing." The little boy took a step forward and put his hand behind him. "Nice to meet you. My name is Ryan! Ryan? Harder just graduated from Berlin’s Grand German Armored Forces Command College and was awarded the rank of sergeant. I hope we can get along well together! You can come out in person if you have any questions! "
"hey! Sergeant Ryan! How old are you this year? " Look at the most words Bruce asked with a wry smile.
"I’m ten years old this year, and my nineteenth birthday will be in a few months," Sergeant Ryan replied with a smile.
"Don’t you think you are a little young to command us?" Bruce raised his eyebrows and continued to ask questions. When he asked questions, he grinned and his face trembled like a steel needle.
"In fact, the conductor of No.112 in the dormitory next door is half a year younger than me." Ryan didn’t seem to see Hu Bruce laughing at himself and said, "Thirty-two conductors who graduated from our class have been assigned to grassroots units. It’s a pity that one of the seven people I know in this division is over twenty years old."
"Alas … child soldiers will kill us if they command us!" Bruce sighed whining way
"Bruce! Shut up! " Without saying a word, the gunner Andre looked up and drank coldly, then frowned and stared at him with a smile on his face. Ryan finally put the pistol back in the holster hanging on the bedside, got up and walked out of the corner. Because of the light problem, Ryan finally saw this guy, Andrehan, with beautiful brown hair.
"You said you graduated from the Grand German Armored Forces Command College?" Andre stared at Ryan and walked up to the little sergeant and asked, "I heard there is a very good juvenile class there. Where did you come from?"
Ryan glanced at Andre suddenly hearty laugh "oh! You said that was Wolf Riding Class One! Well, I am in that class! "
As he spoke, he proudly pointed to wearing a commemorative medal on his chest to show off "I was the first in the graduation exam of that class"
After seeing this smiling face with shallow freckles, Andre exhaled and turned around and sat back in his bed. He lay down casually. "The bed with curtains over there is the bottom of your No.1 cabinet key pillow."
And he is obviously the boss of this dormitory. After he finished this sentence, he had to say something. Bruce’s big mouth opened and closed for a long time, but he didn’t dare to say another word to spite Ryan.
Carter saw that the arrangement of Ryan’s scene went well, so he turned to want to leave, but at this time, Ryan remembered something.
He is very embarrassed scratched his head back and stopped to bring him here. Captain Carter "Captain! I haven’t got that toilet … and I forgot my sergeant’s ceremony at school. Can you let me call the school? "
He chased Carter out halfway and turned back and shouted, "I’ll be right back!" Go to the canteen together! "
Then he chased Captain Carter to the corridor. "Captain! When do we usually have a holiday? When is the salary paid? Can I leave the barracks at ordinary times? ….. "His voice faded away and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
"Ha ha! Still a child! " Clax with glasses pushed the bridge of his nose a little and slipped. Glasses smiled and made his bed.
The driver Bowman shrugged his shoulders, threw himself into bed in a military uniform at random, then grabbed a towel hanging on the wall and went out with a washbasin over his shoulder.
"Do we really have to wait for him to come back before going to the canteen?" Big Hubulus turned to look at the boss in this room, Andre, and found that he had got up and walked to the door and shouted in a hurry, "I said! Hey! Hey! What are you going to do? "
"I’m going to eat!" Andre also don’t answer a way.
Ryan naturally didn’t have dinner when he came back late. He first went back to the dormitory and found that there was one person there. Then he lost his luggage and ran to the canteen. As a result, he waited for him to have two cold potatoes.
However, Ryan still hummed a ditty and walked back to the door of his dormitory with small steps. He carefully hung the towel embroidered with his name on the wall and nailed it, then put the aluminum toothbrush cup and toothbrush with poor quality in the towel square.
Then he put a thick Russian dictionary next to his pillow, took out a Russian Grammar Analysis from the big bag, and casually lost his bed. Then he took off the skewed Sam Browne belt and hung up his bedside, and then he sat down on the edge of the bed, took off his boots and changed his slippers.
Just as the other four people in the dormitory were amazed at the professional and thick Russian dictionary on the bed, Ryan casually covered his face and fell asleep with a slight snore without even pulling the curtain by the bed.
Everyone blamed themselves, and then everyone returned to the life of four people again. After about half an hour, it gradually became dark. Because of the large-scale expansion of the barracks, the army has been nervous. There are no lights, kerosene lamps and fuel rationing. Sometimes everyone climbs the bed early.
"hey! Andre! " At most, Bruce stubbed out his cigarette butt and threw it at the opposite boss. "What did you say during the day that the juvenile class of the Grand German Armored Forces Academy was where our baby conductor stayed?"
Andre’s hand was swept to the ground by cigarette butts and stared at the necklace pendant in his hand. He replied intently, "The Fuehrer ordered General guderian to set up the Tanker Training College himself. I’ve always wanted to go to a place where I didn’t take the exam. I heard that Wolf Riding Class One is the most powerful and strictly trained class there! They all choose orphans in German orphanages to be trained by General Reinhardt himself, don’t you think? "
"So we still found the treasure?" Listening to Clark’s teasing, he added, "He is still the first in that place!"
Bowman turned over and some big beds twisted and creaked with him. Obviously, he didn’t sleep but listened to his comrades, but obviously he didn’t intend to get involved.
"Recruits are recruits after all! I don’t want to give my life to a ten-year-old child! " Andre grasped the necklace pendant in his hand and looked out of the window. Bai Yueguang said.
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