Foot-binding cloth is not just a thing from the feudal era. In other words, the same thing can have different effects if used in different ways.
For example, the military foot-binding cloth has been used throughout the entire Soviet Red Army era until the Russian army in the 21st century. Learning how to wrap this thing is a compulsory course for every recruit. If you don’t know how to wrap the foot-binding cloth, you still have to wear it.
Go back to where you came from. This is no different from not knowing how to assemble a gun.
In addition to the well-known advantages of good cold protection and quick drying when wet, foot bindings sometimes have other unique uses: for example, they can be stuffed into the mouths of captives to gag them.
Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division is an elite unit that enjoys priority supplies. Even the winter foot bindings wrapped on its feet are flannel instead of ordinary coarse cloth. In addition to being warmer, they will naturally sweat more.
After a long time, a special "fermentation" effect is formed.
As for the smell... I can only say that it can only be felt but cannot be described in words. Anyway, any bad smell you can think of, such as the smell of manure pits, the smell of bread, the smell of rotten vegetable leaves, and the smell of Hong Kong athlete's foot.
Son, this wet and sticky foot wrap can almost get some stains on it.
How does it feel to have this thing stuffed into your mouth? Just look at the two German prisoners who have been covered in sacks, tied up tightly, and can't even speak. You can know one or two.
If you want to survive after being caught, you'd better be honest. This doesn't even need to be said, it can be applied anywhere in the world.
Therefore, although the two "sack men" walking down the road were dragged to the ground, the cruel reality after combining various factors made these two people dare not speak out, and they could only be honest.
Really patiently waiting for what happens next.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the two German guys, who were covered up tightly, felt a bright light dazzling them in a trance. The boundless darkness finally ceased to exist. After the light was restored again, the scene in front of them was so terrible.
Caught off guard but expected.
"How do you two, German bastard."
"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Alexi. I am the person who can kill you at any time in the next time. If you want to survive, you'd better be smart. Of course, I don't care about your life or death, so you
You are free to do whatever you want."
Alexi, who had never intended to frighten the two Germans, was just serious. The strange and uncertain smile on his face was no less terrifying to the two prisoners who were in a hostile position.
Someone took a big saw and pulled it around your neck, pulling it over and rubbing it repeatedly.
Since the protracted Patriotic War, there are not a few Red Army soldiers who can speak less authentic but still fluent German. For example, Alexei’s words have been translated into German by a soldier who serves as an interpreter.
A complete retelling was given to two prisoners of war.
The two brothers were tied up into rice dumplings and thrown to the side of the tank, unable to move. While listening to the ultimatum, you looked at me and I looked at you. They were silent for a few seconds before they responded.
"We...we are actually not Germans..."
Many times, a sentence that suddenly pops out will have the effect of "shaking the world", or it can also be said to be "a blockbuster". It doesn't matter how you describe it, it depends on how you think about it.
When Alexi, who was squatting in front of these two idiots and prepared to continue questioning, heard this, his face immediately changed. If these two guys were not Germans, the situation would be even more worthy of attention.
"I'm not a German. What do you mean? Do you two still want to tell me that you are French? The kind of people who are the Germans' lackeys."
Before Alexi finished speaking, the soldier on the side repeated it completely as usual. After a while of silence, the two men spoke again and their words were even more shocking.
"We are compatriots, we are... Soviet... Ukrainians..."
???
The question mark on his face soon turned into a considerable degree of disbelief. For a moment, Alexi even thought that there was something wrong with his ears and that he had heard wrongly. He continued to ask questions at a very fast speed.
It came out without thinking.
"What did you two say? Say it again, if you dare to lie to me, I will cut out your fucking tongue!"
Alexi, who had a fierce look on his face that quickly spread over his face, was really frightening. The two tightly tied dicks were so frightened that they almost peeed out. He knew very well what would happen to the traitor.
I was really scared to the extreme.
"We were forced, not voluntarily! Those Germans arrested people everywhere and made conditions in the prisoner of war camps. The lunatics of the SS said they didn't want to work to death, so they just went with them. They had enough food to eat and were well clothed to sleep.
good."
"We...by the time we knew we were going to do this, it was already too late. We had no choice. If we dared to refuse, they would kill us! Please, really beg you, don't kill both of us.
If there were other choices, who would be willing to do this? We really have this only way to go, otherwise we will definitely be killed!"
The word "tears" may be the most appropriate way to describe the current scene. Before even saying a few words, it turned into a fistful of snot and a fistful of tears. What the two traitors said was so touching and lifelike, just like this incident.
The child has nothing to do with them at all, it is all concocted by the evil Nazi fascists and is working in secret.
Although this scene was indeed so vivid, Alexi, who was squatting on the spot and motionless as a spectator, did not think so.
"Well done, should I give you two a round of applause?"
"..."
The traitor, whose face was about to freeze with snot and tears, was dumbfounded when he heard this, and what he immediately realized was, "I'm afraid he's going to die now."
"You two have said what you have to say, and you have let you perform what you have to perform. Now it's my turn to ask a few questions. I'll know what to do if I have a smarter mind."
"First of all, are there only lackeys and traitors like you two in the village, or are there real Germans in it too?"
Putting aside the question of their combat effectiveness in the war, at least the two traitors clearly had a big problem with their loyalty to the Germans. The next scene where they rushed to answer the question was as expected.
"There are German liaison officers, not just us! They were sent to supervise us. The Germans have always distrusted us and were worried that we and the Red Bandits...no, no, no, are secretly connected with the Red Army."
"But there are not many of them, only seven or eight people per squad. There is about one battalion like me in the village, with less than 500 people. We don't have heavy weapons, artillery, or tanks, but I heard that the Germans are about to
Reinforcements will be sent to defend this village, you... the Red Army had better act quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"