Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 319: Gerhart’s little adventure (middle)
It is said that it is a village, but it is actually a loose settlement of residents. This is the result of the local special terrain. ◇↓◇↓小◇↓ said that Bishan County is located in a long and narrow valley between Jinyun Mountain and Yunwu Mountain. It looks like a plain from afar, but it is actually covered with hills of all sizes. Residents can only choose to build their houses on the flat ground between the hills. In addition, considering the water source and traffic, they cannot live together as densely as the plains.
Gerhardt walks on the dirt road in the country. The roads built by the local villagers are mostly made of rammed earth. Only some steep slopes will be filled with stones or broken rocks. , There are small rice fields on both sides of the road, and the surrounding hillsides are all cultivated into terraces. It is midsummer, and the crops in the rice fields are growing. It seems that today will be a good year for a bumper harvest. If it weren’t for the war, the farmers around them would definitely have a good income, as Lieutenant Gerhardt. think.
But now it seems that these Chinese people are also very happy. Everyone in their sight is smiling at him. Several children who look like twelve or thirteen years old follow him curiously, every The next time he turned his head, they would grin and laugh. Is there something strange on my face? Lieutenant Gerhardt took out his handkerchief and wiped his nose, feeling a little strange.
The costumes of these Chinese people are very simple. They have loose-fitting short tops and wide trousers, and some wear short trousers that only reach the knees. The material of the clothes is quite ordinary, and the colors are mostly gray blue and gray black. He was only wearing a white linen sleeveless short coat, showing his swarthy arms and chest. Gerhardt found that these Chinese people are generally very thin. Perhaps because of their long-term work, the muscles on their arms are slender and well-proportioned. Although they are not as strong as Gerhart, they feel that there is great power in them.
Except for the old Chinese man in the lead, he didn't see anyone wearing socks. These people were barefoot with cloth and straw sandals of various colors. A few people even walked barefoot on the dirt road. This discovery surprised Gerhardt. Surrounded by the Chinese, Gerhardt came to a building that looked very old.
It has a tall white wall, and the paint on the wall is a bit mottled. There are tiles on the top of the wall. There is a very delicate gatehouse on the front. There is a cornice on it, and a sign is hung under the eaves. Afterwards, Gerhardt learned that the Chinese called this a plaque. There are a lot of pink and white paper on the white wall next to the door. It was full of Chinese characters, and a row of large squares was written with black paint on the wall. Although Gerhardt didn’t know what was written, he knew it must be some propaganda slogan because he saw the sentence A big exclamation mark at the end.
Gerhart looked at both sides, and there was no one guarding the gate. The leading Chinese old man led the air force ensign directly across the high threshold. At this time, except for a few more decent Chinese who followed, everyone else stayed outside the door, but these villagers did not leave either, but stood at the door and watched inwardly.
Walk through the stone-paved front yard. Zhang Zhongfu took Gerhardt into the front hall, and then instructed the Air Force major to sit down on the armchair on the left side of the hall. It can be seen that this building has a long history. At this time, the top structure and the wooden pillars on the walls are a bit mottled and decayed, but from the exquisite woodcarving decoration and some remaining painted lacquer patterns, you can see a little of the glory of the year. . Gerhardt sat on the armchair and looked left and right curiously, while the old man sat beside the front of the crime and stared at a few Chinese villagers. The scene froze for a while.
At this time, two strong men in black cloth short coats led a middle-aged man in a blue gown through the front door. Seeing the visitor Zhang Jiachang hurriedly got up to greet him, Gerhardt did not understand what had happened, and immediately stood up.
"I can't understand what Geyang Maozi said, so I can only rely on Mr. Li." Zhang Jiachang said to the person who came.
"Chief Jia is polite. If you want to come, this person must be a Russian national. I have also learned a few words of Russian earlier. After all, I came to help the government fight the Oriental robbers. I will come to comfort him." The middle-aged man brought Wearing a pair of thin-rimmed glasses. With a gentle smile on his face, he held a fist at Zhang Jiachang, then brushed the front of his long shirt, and walked towards the hall.
"Welcome, honorable guest." The middle-aged man opened his mouth and spoke fluent Russian, and enthusiastically extended his right hand to Gerhardt.
Turn to see Lieutenant Gerhardt. But he just stood there and blinked big eyes at the new Chinese man inexplicably. But then he quickly reacted. This person should be greeting himself, and the Air Force Ensign hurriedly stretched out his hand and held him tightly.
But the other party should be speaking Russian. He has never learned a word. It is said that many aviation school instructors have gone to Russia for training, but in his term, they have all been trained in Germany. .
"Good afternoon, sir, do you speak German." Gerhardt asked expectantly, praying that the other party could understand what he said.
"Huh?" Hearing Gerhart's words, a surprised expression appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
"Are you a German?" He took a step back and began to look up and down the pilot in front of him.
"Praise God, I finally met someone who speaks German. This gentleman, I am German." Gerhardt replied excitedly, and then he pulled the hem of his jacket, the heavy flying leather The boots collided, nodded slightly to the other party and introduced himself: "Ensign Ludwig, Ludwig Gerhardt."
"The Luftwaffe?" Hearing the introduction of the second lieutenant, the middle-aged man was obviously stunned for a while, and then realized that he seemed a little rude, and hurriedly bowed his hands and said: "My name is Li Yunfeng, you can call me Charlie Lee, the second lieutenant. Sir."
"Okay, Mr. Li, what exactly is this place and how can I get in touch with your government? My plane crashed near here, and a comrade in arms landed a few kilometers away. I need it urgently. Get help from the Chinese government." Gerhardt opened his mouth and was a series of questions.
"Wait a minute, please speak slowly. I haven't talked to people in German for a long time, and I'm a bit rusty." The Mr. Li shook his hands quickly and motioned to Gerhardt slowly. speak.
"Oh, sorry, Mr. Li. I'm really anxious." Gerhardt answered quickly.
"I can understand your mood at the moment, please sit down and talk slowly." Li Yunfeng raised his arm and made a polite gesture of sitting.
"Thank you. Mr. Li." When the German sat down, Li Yunfeng flicked the hem of his gown and sat down on an armchair beside Gerhardt.
"Mr. Lieutenant, would you like some tea now?" Li Yunfeng asked.
"If you can, that would be great. My kettle was missing on the plane." Gerhardt took off his flying cap and put it on the coffee table beside him.
"Please wait a moment." Li Yunfeng turned his face to Zhang Zhongfu who had been waiting on the side and beckoned, Zhang Jiachang hurriedly ran over.
"This is not a Russian, but a German, and a second lieutenant officer of the Luftwaffe." Li Yunfeng whispered to Zhang Zhongfu.
"What the hell? You said he wasn't Omouzi. Is it a German? I sent someone to the town office to report it." Zhang Jia's eyes widened.
"It’s not a problem, as long as you entertain the German, you will have done a great job. Now, go find someone to bring a pot of tea, and other snacks and fruits. Some come here, if you do this thing, it will benefit you in the future."
"Mr. Li, or someone you have stayed in foreign countries and drank foreign ink. He is so knowledgeable and can even speak German. You accompany him to talk slowly here, I'll go and prepare, you Don’t worry, I’m sure that I’ll be able to fix him.” Zhang Jiachang finished speaking, bowed his waist to Geerha, and then turned around and winked at the few people standing aside. Walked to the back hall from the side door.
"Mr. Lieutenant, this is Zhangjiacun, and the person just now is the Chief A here. Oh, you can understand it as the sheriff of the village. I am a teacher at Chongqing University. I have a friend who lives in this village, so I often visit Visiting here as a guest, and familiar with the residents of the village. I happened to have no class these days. I came over to talk to my old friends and they knew I could speak a foreign language, so they found me." Li Yunfeng helped the bridge of the nose. Glasses, said to Gerhardt with a smile.
"Zhangjiacun? Can you understand the map? Can you point me to the location?" Gerhardt took the map from the inner pocket of his jacket.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lieutenant, Zhang Jia has already reported your matter to his superiors. I believe the government will send someone to pick you up soon."
"That's great, I hope they can help me retrieve my luggage." When the other party said that it had been reported to the government agency, Gerhardt finally let go, he said jokingly, although There is no lack of original intentions.
"I don’t know if I can take the liberty to ask you a question? Lieutenant, how did you come here? I heard that your plane crashed. Of course, if there are any secrets involved, you don’t need to answer me. ." Li Yunfeng took off his glasses, took a piece of velvet from his pocket and wiped it.
"There is no secret at all. I believe your newspaper will report this news tomorrow. We fought a battle with the Japanese naval aviation in the sky. My plane was hit by the Japanese during the battle, so we had to Abandoned the plane to parachute. I landed on the mountain in the southeast. After I got down the mountain, I met Zhang and the villagers. They took me to this place." Gerhardt said as he took off his first aid kit from his back and searched inside. stand up.
"Hey, I remembered to put a pot in it." The ensign of the Air Force took out a small portable hip flask from the inside, opened the lid and smelled it, and a scent of brandy came out.
"I will have a drink after landing, which is very effective for relieving fatigue." Unscrew the lid, Gerhardt took a gulp.
"Do you want some? A very good brandy, I brought it from France." He handed the flask to Li Yunfeng.
"Thank you, I haven't tasted it in a long time." Li Yunfeng was not polite, he took the flask and raised his head and took a sip.
"When I was studying in France, I liked to drink the brandy there very much. It has been almost ten years. I tasted this taste again. It really makes me miss my student days." Li Yunfeng handed the flask back with emotion. To Gerhardt.
"You keep it, as a memorial." Gerhardt did not answer.
"There is the badge of our Air Force underneath, as well as my personal initials~IndoMTL.com~Thank you, Mr. Lieutenant." Li Yunfeng put the hip flask on the coffee table and touched it, only to find it There was nothing to pay back, and his expression immediately became a bit awkward.
"Sorry, I was in a hurry when I came out, and I didn't have anything to remember as a souvenir."
"You don’t have to apologize, Li, you’ve done me a big favor. You don’t know how helpless I was before. The villagers here don’t understand a word of German, and I don’t understand what they say. Fortunately, you showed up in time, you are simply the savior God gave me." Gerhardt looked grateful as he spoke.
While the two of them were still polite, suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door, and then a young man pushed open the crowd at the door, and rushed in the door, still in the front yard. He shouted loudly.
"Zhang Jiachang! There is an Oriental ghost! The Yaomeier of Si Niang's family was caught by the Oriental ghost!"
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