Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 30: Interrogation

　　 Weiller took off his monocle, he turned his face to Mueller who was sitting next to him, smiled and nodded.

　　 "Guard! Take this man down."

　　 Mueller gave orders to the guards loudly. Under the pity and contempt of the three German generals, the guerrilla officer curled up in the folding chair and shaking like chaff was dragged out of the tent by two stormtroopers.

　　 "What do you think, Chief of Staff," Hans said to Weierle while looking at the interrogation record.

　　 "Look, General Hans." Weierle took out an exquisite silver cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette from it, and placed it on his ivory cigarette holder.

　　"Oh, I think this prisoner’s account should be all true. I have never seen a prisoner who cooperates like the previous one. I will tell you what you ask. If you encounter such a weak enemy, I really don’t Know whether to praise him or cast aside him."

　　"Hahaha, my Hans, you are right, but you should think about it this way. If our enemies are all made up of this kind of stuff, it would be so good, that would save us a lot of trouble. It's a pity this It's just a dream. Among our enemies, there are not many spineless people like before, and more of them are diehards who would rather die than surrender." Muller said to the side with a smile, and then the cigarette case handed over from Weirler. Take out a cigarette.

　　 "Müller is right." Weirler took out a lighter and lit the cigarette, took a sip, then looked at Hans and continued: "What we need now is this kind of unsteady will Enemies, no one likes their enemies to be strong and unyielding. The person like the previous one is the best example. What he confesses is very important to us. If he is a firm-willed person, although it may arouse our respect, he The harm to us will be more serious. I think you should understand what I mean."

　　 "Yes, your Chief of Staff." Hans nodded and replied.

　　 "Now we should take a look at the little Polish girl. I hope she can give me a satisfactory answer." Weirle took a deep cigarette and said to the guard: "Now you go and take the Polish girl Bring the captives. Also, don’t let the captives sit idle, let them dig a pit and bury the dead bodies. The smell is really uncomfortable."

　　 "Yes, Lord General."

　　 The two commandos saluted and ran out quickly. After a while, there was a fierce shout of German soldiers outside the tent.

　　 "Report to the general, the captives will be brought here."

　　 The guard at the door opened the curtain, and then the two commandos took Sharon into the tent.

　　 "Let her sit down."

　　 Weierle gave a cold order, and Mueller and Hans also sank their faces and looked at the Polish girl in front of them with cold eyes.

　　 "Sit down!" The two commandos violently seated Sharon on the folding chair, then stood aside, and they pointed their submachine guns at the somewhat stubborn prisoner.

　　 If someone familiar with Sharon is present, he must not believe that the girl he knows is sitting in the folding chair in the middle of the tent. Now Sharon’s appearance is utterly embarrassed. Not to mention the gunpowder and dust on her face, the coagulated blood stains on her forehead and swollen cheeks show the girl’s injuries to the three German generals. Of course they One of them was responsible for the swollen cheeks, although it was self-defense, but seeing a young girl doing it like this, that person now regrets that he made it too heavy.

　　"Your name is..." Weierle took a look at the record in Hans's hand.

　　 "Sharon. Gusta, right?" Weierle put down the record and raised his head to stare at Sharon and asked. Sharon looked back at Weierle without fear, and it seemed that she had completely calmed down now. The Polish girl stood proudly at the three German generals in military uniforms in front of her without saying a word, her eyes full of hatred.

　　 "Your name is Sharon. Gusta?" Weierle ignored the cruelty in the girl's eyes, and he continued to ask systematically. Sharon remained silent, and Weierle's reaction to the girl was not strange at all. He had expected this result a long time ago.

　　 "Very well, it seems that this is indeed your name." Weierle smiled and nodded, then picked up the confession of the few guerrillas in front.

　　"You are Shurenitsev. The guerrilla group organized by Lakunt has a total of 124 people. Your lair is near the village of Tispur, thirty kilometers west of here. This time you received the error. The intelligence said that there is a large transport convoy going through here to deliver supplies to Surenste Karl Army operations, so you all wanted to ambush this supply convoy to **** the supplies you are in short supply. Now your whole team except the one that is left in the village. All the more than twenty people are here now. Unfortunately, most of them are now cold corpses. You are the best sniper in your guerrilla team, and you have a close relationship with your captain, La Quinte. You participate It is the actual command organization member of your guerrillas for the planning and implementation of all attacks. Do you have anything to add to what I said?"

　　 Weierle read the confession in his indifferent tone, but there was a huge wave in Sharon's heart. Weierle's words surprised Sharon deeply. She didn't expect the German general in front of her to grasp the situation of her and the guerrilla in such detail. Since she had been kept alone in a heavy truck in front of her, she didn't know that other guerrilla officers had already explained everything during the interrogation. Weirler's words shocked her heart greatly. Facing the German general who seemed to know everything, Sharon subconsciously felt a kind of fear that he had never had before.

　　 Looking at Sharon’s eyes widened in surprise after listening to her own words, Weiller continued with a smile, “Miss Gusta, or I can call you Sharon. You don’t have to answer me. The problem, in fact, I didn’t expect to get any information from your mouth. According to the information I have now, you are a very personal and very stubborn girl. This reminds me of my daughter, although she is only eleven years old and has a temper. But as strong as you. When I see you, I feel like seeing her when she grows up."

　　 Weierle took out another cigarette from the cigarette case, and then smiled at Sharon and asked: "Can you?" But before Sharon could answer that Weierle had already lit the cigarette by himself After exhaling a long burst of smoke, Weierle continued to say in his nonchalant tone: "Sharon, now we don’t want to know anything from you, because we know what you know, you don’t We know who knows. You don’t have the information we need in your mind."

　　Sharon was confused by Weierle’s words. Now that the Germans already knew everything, why did she bring herself here for interrogation, but she still didn’t show the thoughts in her mind, she still Looking at the German general coldly, he said nothing.

　　"You must be wondering why we are interrogating you now. In fact, I just want to see what the girl who almost destroyed Poland looks like. I have no other meaning. Your performance makes me very satisfied. Well, the guards can take this young lady out and let her dig a hole with other prisoners to bury their comrades in arms. She should be very skilled at this point. She almost dug a tomb for all Poles."

　　 Weierle changed his face and looked at Sharon with a cold look, with a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth. The two commandos hurriedly raised Sharon from the chair and then dragged the girl with a dazed expression towards the outside of the tent.

　　 "Wait a minute." Sharon suddenly struggled under the strong arms of the two commandos. She finally broke the silence and called to Weierle.

　　 "Wait, bring her back." Weierle coldly issued an order to the guard.

　　When Sharon sat back in the folding chair, Weirle asked indifferently: "Miss, do you have anything else to say to us?"

　　 Sharon replied loudly: "I have nothing to say to you. I just want to ask you a question. What do you mean by saying that I almost destroyed Poland. Do you still have Poland in your eyes?" /

　　 "Oh, this is what you asked, but miss, you speak German very well, where did you learn it, are you Germanic?" Weierle asked unhurriedly In fact, he is already very satisfied with the current situation in his heart. It is his great victory to be able to communicate with this seemingly contradictory prisoner without torture. Now this shrewd staff member Chang wants to continue to expand his victory.

　　 "I studied German literature at the University of Warsaw. I am Polish, not Germanic." Sharon felt that her aura was suddenly suppressed by the German general. She knew that she should not be with Those Germans spoke, but she is really curious now why the Germans said she almost ruined Poland.

　　 "Oh, let me answer your question with your cooperation like this. If the bullet you shot almost made the blood flow in Poland a bit more serious, Poland could be razed to the ground." Wei Erle then flicked the ashes from the cigarette in his hand and took a sip and continued: "You almost killed the only great leader who can save the world now. He is the idol of all German armed forces. In order to avenge him, Germany The army will throw the entire Polish nation into hell, and Poland will completely disappear from the earth for your bullet. I am not joking with you, this kind of thing is absolutely possible. So you can be the chief culprit in destroying Poland. Fortunately for the culprit. Your crime is enough to cause you to be executed after all the torture in the world. You are still alive because of him, except for him, no one has the right to deal with those who hurt him."

　　Sharon was stunned by Weierle’s words. She felt that the words of this old and cunning German general were unreliable, but she also felt that it might be true because she saw one with her own eyes. The senior German general was carried and escaped from the command vehicle. Maybe he really hit some terrible big man, but the Germans would destroy Poland for a general. She felt a little sensational.

　　"You must be thinking that I was scaring you. I don’t have the mood to joke with you. I can’t tell you who you shot, but I believe that every German here is willing To die for him." Weierle said coldly with an extremely evil tone: "You will pay for your crimes, not just you, although that person has nothing to do now, but let him Injury is already a heinous felony. All villages and residents within a hundred kilometers will be severely punished by the German army because of you. You will take full responsibility for their deaths."

　　 "No, you murderers, you can't do this." Sharon was stunned by Weierle's words. With a radius of 100 kilometers, there must be at least hundreds of villages and tens of thousands of villagers. This German general actually understated He said that he wanted to kill them all. Are the Germans really inhumane?

　　"No! We can do this, and we have enough rights and enough strength to do it. You killed them, your stupid ambush brought revenge, those villages will be wiped out, all People will be sent to concentration camps, and those who have helped you will be executed on the spot. All this is because of you." Weirler sneered and said, "From the perspective of Poland as a country, you deserve to be. Patriots, but from the perspective of us cruel and cruel occupiers, you are just abominable saboteurs. Your current behavior will not help your country, on the contrary, it will cause your motherland to suffer more harm. "

　　 "No, that's not the case. I am fighting for the freedom of Poland, I am fighting for the innocent civilians killed by you and the brave soldiers who died in the battle." Sharon shouted angrily.

　　"Calm down, Miss Sharon. I can believe other people say such things, but you are really not qualified to say these things. You are just some bandits who came out to looting for the survival of your village. I have fully understood it. In all your attacks, you have never attacked German military and industrial facilities, and you have never attacked the German armed forces passing by your village. What you attacked were ordinary transport convoys that provided supplies to those towns and military operations. Then you robbed them. The arrived materials were transported back to your village. As far as I know, you also have close ties with some merchants in the underground black market. Most of the materials you looted were hidden by your captain and sent to Warsaw and other universities. The city sells at high prices in exchange for huge profits."

　　 "You are framing, Laquinte is not such a person, we are the righteous fighters fighting for freedom." Sharon does not believe what this German general said. She slandered the German general like her brother. Laquinte, who cared for and took care of her, felt extremely angry. If it hadn't been for the two commandos to hold her in a hurry, she might have rushed towards Weirle now.

　　 "I said calm down. Miss, I don't want my soldiers to tie you up, so you'd better sit there honestly for me." Weierle stared at Sharon coldly and said.

　　"What I'm saying now is the truth. This is the confession of your deputy captain of the guerrilla squadron. He clearly explained to us the true face of your guerrilla team. You are by Laquinte. The poor guy who was deceived by lies. In fact, you are just a robbery group under the banner of fighting for the motherland. I am surprised that you know nothing about this. I feel sorry for your innocence. But he also explained. I have something about you, which is related to your Captain Laquinte, I think you will be interested in this matter."

　　 Sharon felt unbelievable by Weierle’s words, but Kantsoff’s confession had to convince her. Most of the affairs in the guerrillas were taken care of by the deputy captain. Only he and the captain knew about the confidential matters. In addition, there were always big discrepancies in the quantity of materials after each attack. I didn’t think much about it at the time. Now it seems that it is really possible to be hidden by those who know the players. Sharon's mind was in confusion, and she slowly stopped struggling, gasping and staring at the German general, wanting to know what else was about herself that she didn't know.

　　 "Let her go." Weierle gave orders to the two commandos, and then said to Sharon who was sitting there staring blankly: "You have a brother named Tosval Er. Gusta, right."

　　Sharon nodded blankly.

　　"He was an anti-tank gunner of the Polish Army. He died on the battlefield in the battle against our attack, right."

　　Sharon nodded again.

　　 "La Quinte brought you your brother's weapon and said that your brother entrusted you to him, right."

　　 "Yes. So what." Sharon asked Weierle suspiciously.

　　"He is lying to you~IndoMTL.com~Your brother did not die in battle."

　　 "What!" These words made Sharon feel like she was struck by lightning. She couldn't believe her ears.

　　 "This is impossible, you lie to me."

　　"Why should I lie to you. I can tell you that your brother didn't fight us near Warsaw at the time. He was resisting the Russians in Kolakoven. It was this Laquinte who betrayed your brother. As a result, your brother was captured by the Russians. This Laquinte became a spy of the Russians. He was sent back to the Polish-German area to collect intelligence and organize guerrillas to disrupt the order in the German-occupied area. You were taken by him. To use to hide his identity, the deputy captain Kantsov is completely Russian. Now you understand the truth. Your brother should be locked up in a Russian forced labor camp. It is impossible for him to be Russian I put it back, and now I am worried whether he can withstand such a long period of suffering."

　　 "Are you telling the truth? My brother is not dead." Sharon felt extremely excited now, hearing the news that her only relative might be living in the world made her feel like she was dreaming now. , But when I thought that I could not protect myself now, and what was the use of this good news, Sharon's heart suddenly chilled. She asked Weierle: "Excuse me, why did you tell me this news. I'm going to be executed by you, knowing that his news has no meaning to me."

　　 "No, Miss Sharon, don't you want to live on and meet your brother?"

　　 Weierle smiled and said with a satisfied look: "Now I can give you a chance, I want you to cooperate with us."