Germanic Officer x You Who Traveled Across Time (Sixty)
Chapter 60 Marie Curie
The microphone was placed to the side, and the voice of the Black Legion leader on the other end was loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.
"Why hasn't the order been completed yet?! Don't talk to me about the losses! I said, every German life must be exchanged for the lives of a thousand Polish pigs! Warsaw! Must be completely wiped off the map of the world!"
"Yes, Leader, your orders will be fully implemented without fail."
General Bach stood in front of the table, picked up the microphone beside him, and answered calmly.
He is a commander with a dignified appearance and a serious face. From his appearance, one can feel that this man is a veteran who has fought in many battles.
But no one could tell from his seemingly kind face that this supreme commander sent by Berlin to the front to suppress the Warsaw Uprising was the devil who first proposed to establish a large-scale military camp in Ostwald, Poland.
The roar continued for a moment before the call slowly ended. General Bach put the microphone back on the telephone stand, rubbed his frowning brows, and turned to look at Feints.
"Kalman, you heard the general's request, go and carry it out."
Destroy Warsaw, leaving no one alive, young or old, male or female. What consequences will this order bring if it is carried out? Feintz did not remind General Bach again, he just saluted solemnly and responded.
Years of experience in politics taught him a lesson: instead of considering distant and unrealistic consequences, it is better to immediately follow the instructions of those in higher positions.
Because the former still needs time to manifest, while the latter will immediately affect one's own vital interests.
What's more, since he joined the youth league at a young age, the Führer had told him more than once that blood is the only currency in war, and loyalty is the only honor of a team member.
A burst of submachine gun fire came from the side, and Feintz refocused his thoughtful gaze back on the deep pit of death.
Several red lights flashed before his eyes, accompanied by several uncontrollable screams of female auxiliary team members, and blood spilled onto the black ground, almost splashing at his feet.
The man's deep blue eyes grew colder and darker, his thin lips pressed into a stiff line, as cold and ruthless as his heart at the moment.
He took the last puff of the cigarette indifferently, letting the strong and gloomy smell of tobacco permeate his internal organs, and tried his best to restrain his bloodthirsty impulse.
The hot cigarette butt drew a parabolic arc in the air, and then the corpse was covered over and over again by the blown soil.
Yuri ran up behind him and said, "Sir, the Ochota District destruction plan is about to be implemented."
He nodded, said a few words to the military police, then turned and left the pit.
There were large burning areas everywhere on the street, and the road was uneven due to being crushed by tank tracks. In a corner of a brick building, there was a rose blooming on the wall.
The broken brick wall blocked the cold wind, and the blood and the dead turned into a source of nourishment for the hidden corners, so that at the end of September, the bouquet of roses still survived silently.
Feinz paused, frowned, and looked down at the calyx that was as red as blood.
What I smelled at the tip of my nose was no longer the stench of blood and rotting flesh, but the familiar scent of roses. The vague uneasiness in my heart for days was instantly magnified to the extreme.
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You and your team have finally completed the deep pit inspection and the spraying of chemical reagents around it.
The light yellow protective suit is tied behind the neck and at the lower back, and the mask is fixed to the face with an elastic band, which makes you feel so suffocated that you can't breathe.
You ripped off the mask that was restricting your breathing, and bile flowed back into your throat along your esophagus. A pungent bitter taste strongly interfered with your taste buds.
You held onto a branch of a linden tree that had been charred by artillery fire, and couldn't stop dry heaving until a violent coughing suppressed the urge to vomit that was rising again.
"Hurry! Chemical defense reserve forces, get on the bus! There's an urgent mission in the Ochota area!"
Captain Catherine looked anxious and waved her hands vigorously. The person who got on the bus first stretched out his hand to the person behind him. You ran over and used the other person's strength to jump onto the bus.
Katrin was the last one to get on the bus. She was still wearing a protective suit stained with blood and mud. Her hair was tightly tied into a pillow-shaped bun, with a few strands of brown hair falling out from the sides of her ears.
She taught: "Don't be afraid, talk less and do more, and be alert. The Poles are hiding in the underground tunnels like rats, ready to pounce and bite at any time."
Most of the team members who came to carry out the corpse disposal task were girls majoring in chemistry who had just been forcibly recruited from various districts in Germany. The girls no longer had the excitement and excitement of serving their country on their faces as they did at the beginning of the war.
Because any ordinary person who sees such a horrific scene even once will definitely hate war and even hate all the destruction, pain, separation and death brought about by war, regardless of nationality or position.
Wherever the military trucks passed, fires broke out in front and behind them, and scarlet smoke billowed from the rooftops until it filled the sky.
The shells hit the wall mercilessly, leaving one shocking hole after another.
The brick and stone walls were crumbling in the sound of the explosion, the corners were cut off, and the air was mixed with the pungent smell of gunpowder and dust from bricks and stones torn by the explosion.
Gunfire rang out across the area where the military trucks were passing. Soldiers along the way were roughly grabbing the legs of Polish men, women, and children, dragging them straight onto the rough gravel ground, and finally throwing them into the back of the trucks like pieces of meat.
The hysterical howling was a hundred times more shrill than the scream of a Stuka bomber diving.
Finally, the military truck arrived in the Ochota district and stopped in front of a stone building. Next to it was a converted station wagon belonging to the field hospital, equipped with a small generator.
This is an academy of sciences in Warsaw. The wooden sign with the official language of the occupied area is crumbling. Before you can even register any shock, you and your team members are assigned a mission.
After conducting a simple maintenance inspection on the basic facilities of the Academy of Sciences, you worked together with the people from the field hospital to load the X-ray equipment onto the vehicle.
With X-ray equipment, doctors in field hospitals can use X-rays for fluoroscopy to detect and accurately locate bullets in the wounded, minimizing the wounded's pain.
"Ina——"
Lily, dressed in her nurse uniform, called out your name amidst the chaos of noise and the rush of people.
She waved at you frantically from behind you, but time was running out and you couldn't stop running. You could only turn your head slightly and reply to her with all your might.
"Lily, take care!"
Afterwards, the Chemical Defense Reserve Department carried out basic treatment on the laboratory environment of the Academy of Sciences to prevent an irreversible chemical explosion from occurring before all German personnel were evacuated.
When you and your team came out of the laboratory, you discovered that a human atrocity was taking place in the hall of the Academy of Sciences.
"Frau, Komm!"
A gruff Russian-accented German voice called out, "Come here, woman!" and no one was unaware that something terrible was happening.
The drunken RONA thugs had beast-like madness in their eyes, and their laughter echoed in the empty hall, as if they were celebrating a twisted carnival.
Everyone immediately huddled together in fear, no longer daring to walk towards the hall. Only Captain Catherine remained calm.
She seemed to have seen too many similar scenes, urging you to act, and whispered:
"They are traitors to the Soviet Army, a bunch of puppet army lunatics with no military discipline. If you don't want to be suppressed, hide first!"
Since the Prussian era, the German army has had a tradition of valuing honor. Insulting women is obviously contrary to this tradition, but they are not German soldiers, they are Soviet traitors who joined the German army.
You hid, but in the gap, the movements of the thugs had become slow motion in the camera. You wanted to shoot, but you only had six bullets. Compared with the large number of the other side, it was tantamount to seeking death.
You can only close your eyes helplessly and feel the ubiquitous sound of electricity.
Until a little girl's body was smashed heavily to the ground, and the "bang" sound completely broke your last psychological defense.
After the battlefield police slowly arrived, the RONA thugs, armed with live ammunition, finally left.
With tears in your eyes, you pulled down the fluttering curtains, pushed the torn clothes aside, and carefully wrapped the woman's body. Every move you made revealed kindness that knew no national boundaries. The team members cleaned the torn wounds of other Polish women.
"I'm Clara, nice to meet you..."
The woman saw you crying, but she lay on the ground and smiled at you, but there was deep fear and despair in that smile. She was well-educated, a researcher at the Academy of Sciences, and could speak German.
"Aeren... I'm Aeren Hodgkin."
You responded tremblingly.
"Ah, Aeron..."
What a coincidence! Your daughter is also named Irene. Madam, is she the angel you asked God to send to save Warsaw and the truth?
Hearing this, the woman frowned, then tilted her head, and you followed her gaze.
There is a portrait hanging in the center of the hall of the Academy of Sciences. Despite the repeated bombardment of artillery fire, it still did not fall off the wall.
Madame Curie's face was so peaceful and resolute, and her deep eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the fog of time and look directly at the core of scientific truth. She did not have gorgeous clothes, but it was difficult to conceal her inner nobility and greatness.
Yes, this is not an ordinary scientific institute, to be precise, it is a radium institute.
After winning the Nobel Prize in Chemistry and gaining fame for her outstanding contributions in the field of radioactivity, Madame Curie never forgot her homeland, Poland.
She actively worked to raise funds for the establishment of the Warsaw Radium Institute and even donated her own precious Ra (chemical element radium) to the institute.
But now, the holy land of scientific research has turned into a hell on earth of violence...
You forced yourself to swallow back your tears, relaxed your tense neck muscles, and tried to continue cleaning up the filth for the woman, but the steps that were supposed to leave turned back.
The chemical is suddenly poured onto the woman's face from behind you.
Along with the screams, there are several unavoidable gunshots and shrill laughter. Thick blood suddenly splatters on your body, and the light yellow protective suit is instantly dyed blood red.
You looked up numbly, only to see the tall figure wearing a tunic with six black buttons neatly arranged in a row, and a line of German letters engraved on the belt buckle -
“God is with us.”
You firmly believe that war can bring out the worst in people.
Because at this moment, in addition to fear, you actually have a strong desire to kill.
Chemistry should not be an executioner's tool.
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