"Look at this, it's worse than the one on the ground..."
Following Malashenko's words, Iushkin raised his head and saw Malashenko wiping the saber in his hand, and then handed it to him.
"Try it yourself, here..."
There was a crack, or rather a knife edge, on the blackened wall. Judging from the size, it was obvious that Malashenko had just made a gash with a saber. Now Malashenko wanted Iushkin to try it himself.
Iushkin didn't quite understand why Comrade Commander made such a request, and he didn't quite understand what it meant, but he still subconsciously took the saber handed over by Malashenko and prepared to do it.
"What's the point of this?"
Iushkin, who was holding the saber, still didn't know why and was a little confused. The speechless Malashenko just looked at him and told Iushkin to stab the wall with his knife. Seeing this, Iushkin immediately chose to do it.
It was like a knife being pierced into a relatively hard tofu. It could be said that there was no obstruction or sluggishness at all. Holding the saber and sending it into the wall, Iushkin was surprised by the feel that far exceeded his imagination. What he saw in front of him was
The wall that seems to be darkened by smoke is actually not a solid metal furnace wall. Why is this???
"Keep going, we haven't reached the end yet..."
Seeing Iushkin's movement paused and the blade stopped, Malashenko immediately asked Iushkin to continue exerting force until the tip of the knife could no longer move forward.
"..."
The speechless Iushkin just did as he was told, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand and continuing to push forward.
Five centimeters, ten centimeters, fifteen centimeters, eighteen centimeters, twenty centimeters, twenty-five centimeters...
The saber has stopped, but it is not because it has penetrated to the bottom and cannot penetrate. It is just that the standard saber commonly used by Red Army scouts has no blade exposed at all. The entire blade has been completely penetrated into the wall, leaving only a hole.
The handle of the knife still held by Iushkin was outside, but there was no hard touch from the tip.
If he wanted to stab further, Iushkin could only push the handle of the knife in and put his hand and arm in.
Malashenko did not ask Iushkin to do this, but looked at him to indicate that Iushkin could pull out the knife.
The saber that was pulled out of the wall had changed its appearance. The originally shiny silver blade was now completely pitch black and turned into a black sword.
Iushkin could probably guess what Malashenko was wiping the saber just now. He slowly raised his left hand to try to wipe off some dark marks from the saber body, and tried to distinguish it from the friction feeling on his fingertips.
What kind of substance is this?
"This is not a steel furnace wall, but another accumulation of material clinging to the outside of the furnace wall, like a vine growing around the outside of a building."
"A mixture of ashes, corpse oil, and smoke stains, just like what you see on the ground, is essentially the same type as the mountain. A large part of the floating matter sprayed out by the incompletely burned corpse is stuck on the wall.
On it, the corpse oil can have a certain reinforcement effect, so it won’t fall if it’s applied.”
"After one layer of paste is laid, the next layer is stacked. I don’t know how many layers have been piled up over the past few years. The saber cannot penetrate to the bottom. The corpse oil mixture produced by burning corpses to eliminate traces is at least 30 centimeters thick. In this furnace
There are countless corpses burned there, who can know?"
In the days when firewood and coal were still used for cooking, the bottom of the pot used for cooking would be blackened, and over time a layer of smoke stains would accumulate on the bottom of the pot. Although the principle is almost the same, it is far different than what we have now.
The crematorium is so exaggerated and thick.
Burning a corpse is not as simple as burning firewood and coal. The corpse oil ejected from fat burning is not easy to burn quickly and fully. If the corpse is large and a lot of them are burned at one time, it will have to be measured in multiples, which will increase the steel over the years.
To be honest, it is not surprising that there is such a thick layer of remains of burned corpses accumulated in the furnace wall.
"You said that our comrades are still imprisoned here. Approximately how many are there?"
Malashenko was putting the barely cleaned saber back into the sheath on his waist, when Iushkin beside him suddenly said this out of the blue, which seemed a bit sudden.
Malashenko, who rolled his eyes, probably guessed something, but there was no need to lie or conceal anything like this, so he immediately revealed the truth he knew.
"Many Red Army prisoners of war from 1941 onwards were imprisoned here, both men and women. As you can see, there were even Red Army nurses and doctors. Auschwitz was one of the priority places. At its peak, the number was tens of thousands.
Calculated as a unit, they are the main force of heavy manual labor in prisoner of war camps. Jews, political commissars, and Communist Party members have no chance to work, and will be screened out and dealt with immediately, and then the corpses will be destroyed, just like what you see in front of you."
"The specific number of people cannot be counted yet. We will try to search for evidence. However, judging from the current situation, there are at least hundreds of thousands of Red Army prisoners of war who have been detained here from 1941 to the present, and there may be more. We will find evidence and
It will take some time for the investigation to be clear."
Malashenko didn't know how many Red Army prisoners of war had been imprisoned in this hellish place from 1941 to now, and what he told Iushkin was only a rough and relatively close picture.
After hearing this answer, Iushkin turned around directly, and then asked Malashenko a question.
"So how many are left now? How many have we rescued?"
"..."
Malashenko was staring at Iushkin's expression. The latter's expression was obviously not quite right, and the signs of anger were quite obvious. Of course Malashenko knew the reason for this.
"The specific statistics are still being counted, but there are not many. According to the information I know so far, only about two to three hundred Red Army prisoners of war have been found in the No. 3 Battalion. I hope that more can be found in the No. 1 and No. 2 Battalions...
..."
"..."
Iushkin's whole body trembled, and after hearing Malashenko's answer, he almost became unsteady and the soles of his feet were swaying.
If you add up Malashenko's two answers, it will not be difficult to get the final result. You will know what the two hugely different numbers mean when calculated together, and you will also know why Iushkin
It will become what it is now.
"These fascist bastards!!! I'm going to peel off the skin of these bastards and feed the meat to the dogs!!!"
Iushkin rarely gets angry like this. It's just because he knew what a hell this place is a long time ago, so he didn't show such anger on the spot. Malashenko naturally understands Iushkin very well.
Shi Jin's mood at this moment can't help but feel the same.
Malashenko was speechless against Iushkin's anger. The only thing he could do was to promise Iushkin the coming justice verdict.
"Justice will not be late or absent, and today, just like I promised, we will execute it personally."