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    The word 'justice' has always been something that the winner calls himself, at least it has nothing to do with me.  <-> If it weren't for the fact that these three German soldiers were out of ammunition and food, plus they were lost and couldn't get out of this boundless snowfield, they probably wouldn't have come to their door on their own.

    Jimmy picked up the prisoner's rifle and originally wanted to close the safety, but when he realized it, he realized that there was no bullet in it. Then he picked up several other rifles and saw that there were also none. He turned around and said: "Captain,  They don¡¯t have any bullets in their weapons!¡±

    Lin Bernard, who had a bad temper, angrily kicked down a German prisoner of war who was kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands, and cursed: "Damn it, I knew you bastards wouldn't surrender to us for no reason!  "

    The German prisoner of war who was kicked down by Bernard Lin seemed to be unwilling to accept it. He tried to struggle to stand up, but was stepped on by one of Lin Bernard's hard boots on the face, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at his head.

    "Damn it, are you thinking of resisting me? Come on, stand up! Let me kill you stinky piece of shit with one shot!" <h1></h1>

    The remaining two German prisoners of war thought that we were going to shoot the prisoners, and they were shocked. One of the prisoners of war knelt on the ground and kept saying in German with a fearful expression: "We have surrendered, you can't treat us like this!"

    Bernard Lin didn¡¯t understand what he was talking about, so he turned around and hit the prisoner on the head with the butt of his rifle, saying: ¡°Shut the hell up!¡±

    A sharp blow from the rifle butt knocked the German prisoner of war to the ground who was speaking. Immediately, the German prisoner's face was covered with blood and he fell to the ground unconscious.

    "That's enough!" I said with an unhappy expression. I knew this was because Lin Boner was worried about the excessive casualties of his platoon in the battle with the German paratroopers.  I said coldly: "They are prisoners of war now. According to the regulations, they have the right to enjoy life! Someone will use a jeep to escort them back to the station!"

    John gently pushed Bernard Lin and whispered: "Listen to the captain!"

    Lin Bernard still said angrily: "We should kill them! These damn pieces of shit! They didn't abide by international regulations first!"

    Lin Boner¡¯s words refer to the two massacres of prisoners of war by the German army that occurred within December 17.  The first was that the Pape Battle Group of the Sixth Armored Regiment of the German Armed Guards was located in an open space near the intersection between Malmedy and Liguenoville, and massacred about 150 American prisoners of war who had surrendered.  The other incident was the killing of 11 black American prisoners of war by the 1st SS Division of the Hansen Combat Group in Wenos.

    These two massacres of prisoners of war by the German army made the entire US military fighting on the Western Front completely angry!  With the officers turning a blind eye, the soldiers began to retaliate and massacre German SS or German paratrooper prisoners of war.  German soldiers of Kampfgruppe Pape who were said to have been captured.  Even if it has nothing to do with this matter.  He was also sent to the Allied Massacre Trial Court at Malmedy, and then awaited trial by firing squad!

    "Lin Bernard!" My tone became a little stiff. I had to make a strong statement about the disrespectful attitude of the subordinates towards the superior officers.

    ¡°Arrived!¡± Bernard Lin suddenly woke up and said immediately.

    "That was done by the German SS, and that was a pure German Nazi! Do you want to become an American Nazi who is as cruel and easy to kill as the German Nazis?" The website did not skip the word.  I have to say this in order to stabilize my subordinates' decision on how to deal with this matter.

    Lin Bernard¡¯s head is actually in this cold winter.  Breaking into a cold sweat, he replied loudly: "No, Captain! I don't want to become a Nazi!"

    "Okay, very good! Then obey the order!" I said coldly.

    After the small disturbance, the troops' search speed invisibly accelerated, and during this period they also encountered other German paratrooper troops who had scattered and fled.  After a short battle, they were either eliminated or captured, but the commander of the German paratroopers, Colonel Heit, was never found.  However, all units searched comprehensively for two days, and until the evening of the 21st, there was still no trace of Colonel Haight. All units had a plan to give up.

    On the 21st, my troops discovered and pursued a small group of German paratroopers that had always resisted. Unknowingly, they chased them to the town of Monschau, which is more than ten miles east of the Balague Michir Highway. After a fierce siege and annihilation,  Fight and destroy this enemy.  By this time it was getting dark again.

    Jones said: "Captain. Ahead is the town of Monschau. It seems that we can only stay in the town tonight!"

    "Mengshao Town? Which army is stationed here?"

    John replied: "Because this is not a strategic location, there are not many garrison troops stationed here in Monschau Town. However, there is an area guarded by the 82nd Infantry Division on the east side of Monschau Town!"

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    Colonel Haight did not dare to be careless and walked around the town. Finally he found an unnoticed corner and broke into a house on the edge of the town.

    "Bang!" The door of the house was pushed open with a strong force. In an instant, the cold wind carrying wind and snow filled the entire cabin, and it was Colonel Haight who came in.

    Colonel Haight held the pistol in one hand, and one finger was firmly on the trigger.  The room was very small, and at a glance, in a corner of the window, there was a skinny little boy curled up, shivering.

    Colonel Haight did not put away the gun. After turning around and closing the door, he walked up to the little boy, knelt down and said, "Are you alone?"

    The little boy didn't say anything, just nodded.

    "Where is your father and mother? Where are your family members?"

    A crisp childish voice said: "They are all dead!"

    "All dead?" Colonel Haight's heart twitched, and he suddenly remembered how many young soldiers he had personally sent away, and how many orphans they had left behind. Like the children in front of him, there was no one at this moment.  Ask.  In front of this child, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of shame in his heart!

    Colonel Haight's voice became gentle and said: "Child, don't be afraid! Uncle will not hurt you, uncle just wants to take a rest here!"

    The little boy said to Colonel Hatter unexpectedly: "I'm not afraid!"

    "Why?"

    "Because I saw them die with my own eyes!" Colonel Haight did not immediately understand what the little boy meant. He lowered his head and took a closer look. It turned out that the little boy had been holding a photo stained with blood in his hand.  It's the little boy's family.

    Colonel Hayter understood something instantly, and suddenly thought of his son who was much older than this little boy in Germany. His heart felt hot, and he picked up the little boy and held him tightly in his arms, his eyes moist.  He said: "Child!"

    The little boy gently broke away from Colonel Haight's arms, but still held the extremely important photo in his hand. He huddled back to the original corner again, then pointed at Colonel Haight's arm and said: "You are injured!"<  h1></h1>

    Colonel Hatter nodded and said, "Well, I was a little injured!"

    The little boy thought for a while, pointed to a cupboard and said, "There is a medicine box in the cupboard. I don't know if there is any medicine. You should look for it!"

    Colonel Haight said movedly: "Thank you, son!"

    The little boy¡¯s house seemed to have been ransacked, and there was nothing. Colonel Haight searched through the cabinets but could not find the medicine box the little boy mentioned.  Colonel Haight knew that it must be due to the war that the parents of the little boy's family were dead. The people around him rushed in and took away all the valuable and useful things in the little boy's home. How terrible is human nature!

    Colonel Haight gave up his plan to find the medicine box and sat down. He looked at the little boy and didn¡¯t know what to say. He wanted to ask the little boy¡¯s name and why his parents died, but he didn¡¯t dare to ask!  Colonel Hayter, who had gone through countless cruel death purgatory, felt so cowardly for the first time!  (To be continued.)?'s arms, but still holding the extremely important photo in his hand, he huddled back to the original corner, then pointed at Colonel Haight's arm and said: "You are injured!" <h1></h1>

    Colonel Hatter nodded and said, "Well, I was a little injured!"

    The little boy thought for a while, pointed to a cupboard and said, "There is a medicine box in the cupboard. I don't know if there is any medicine. You should look for it!"

    Colonel Haight said movedly: "Thank you, son!"

    The little boy¡¯s house seemed to have been ransacked, and there was nothing. Colonel Haight searched through the cabinets but could not find the medicine box the little boy mentioned.  Colonel Haight knew that it must be due to the war that the parents of the little boy's family were dead. The people around him rushed in and took away all the valuable and useful things in the little boy's home. How terrible is human nature!

    Colonel Haight gave up his plan to find the medicine box and sat down. He looked at the little boy and didn¡¯t know what to say. He wanted to ask the little boy¡¯s name and why his parents died, but he didn¡¯t dare to ask!  Colonel Hayter, who had gone through countless cruel death purgatory, felt so cowardly for the first time!  (To be continued.)
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