Chapter 400 At least the beautiful Paris has been kept, right? This article
The Axis powers don't seem to have any intention of taking over this city, and they don't seem to want to keep even a single bit of the population in this big city.
The day after Levi arrived, shelling exploded around him. Countless Axis planes rushed into the sky like locusts and began to bomb residential areas mercilessly.
And when the bombing ended, the hungry people around them acted as if nothing had happened, rescuing people and looking for food.
Countless people fell to the ground in the snow, and then others calmly threw him into the dry river bed, without any sadness or tears, as if everything had become accustomed and numb.
People in winter don’t believe in tears.
The river bed was littered with corpses.
Even so, the city has maintained the most basic order. The registration office of the main government is the busiest time. They need to constantly register the number of deaths. Each person seems to need to write down the names of more than 4,000 people who died every day.
, this is the proof that those corpses on the river bed were the last ones left in this world.
Mustache once said that the alliance is like a crumbling house, and it will collapse with just one kick.
Even so, the factory is still open, and the workers at the Kirov factory will still continue to produce bombs and weapons. Every weapon here will be a sharp blade of revenge that falls on the heads of the Axis powers.
Sentinels will still keep watch, and General Zhukov and his soldiers on the front line are still struggling to resist the Axis attack. Even if the last food in the city can only be supplied to front-line soldiers, front-line soldiers can only get no more than 200 grams a day.
of bread.
Even the bread, which is accompanied by various sawdust, fiber, and rubber, is like mud.
However, the front line still stood firm and never took a step back.
Levi walked in this city, completely out of place.
He has a good complexion and tight muscles, and everyone in this city looks like he is in his 70s.
After everyone saw the medal on Li Wei, they slowly raised their hands, as if they wanted to salute, but many people may not have the strength to raise their hands anymore.
This is what the man I met yesterday told Li Wei. Now, hang that medal on your chest and tell people that you are the one who came to support, not those cannibal demons.
I don’t know why, but the air in this winter land is very cold.
He suddenly felt that he was out of tune with this city.
"Hey! Davarisi over there!" A voice stopped Levi.
Levi turned to look over and saw a man with a face covered in blood. But now, the blood on his face had frozen and was covered in sores. Coupled with the loose skin, he looked particularly ugly and scary.
"Call me?" Levi returned doubtfully.
"Yes, Davarisi, thank you for your support, but if you stay here now, you will just starve to death. In a few days, there will be a group of students evacuating to the passage where only the students will be left. Then you can evacuate here with them." The man.
As he said that, he stretched out his bloody hand and wiped it on his pants several times as if he felt it was dirty.
Levi also extended his hand to shake his hand.
"I forgot to introduce myself, Qiaoji, a Zhengwei." He said.
"Levi, originally a pilot on the Ocean Front..."
"Thank you for coming, but we no longer have planes that can take off." Qiaoji sighed. Even if there were planes, it would be impossible to fly out of the city in the face of the Axis blockade.
Already.
He also knew how great a disadvantage it would be to have a skilled pilot in St. Petersburg, but the hangar in St. Petersburg had been destroyed not long after the war began.
Levi was silent, maybe he really wanted to have a plane, even if it was just the most antique MiG model.
He looked at the man in front of him whose face was covered with cracks and injuries. This man named Qiao Ji was still smiling. It seemed that even in such a desperate situation, he still maintained the most basic optimism.
"What can I do?" Levi saluted.
"No, no, no, you are a pilot. It would be a waste to stay in this besieged city. We will try our best to get you out of this city. If possible, can you support Moss where the war is about to break out?
Now." He said, looking to the east.
Levi became more and more silent.
"This way, come here, I'll explain it to you in detail..."
He took Li Wei's hand and came to a camp. Li Wei saw many people silently collecting snow on the ground and hanging it on their waists, slowly waiting to turn into water.
"We will leave the city with the last group of children, and they will evacuate through Lake Ladoga in the far north. This is a place where the Axis powers cannot attack, and it is also our last lifeline." Qiaoji pointed to the distance.
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"It's already frozen here, but you may not be used to the winter environment. Now the ice layer has slightly reduced. You must be careful then and jump out of the car as soon as you see something wrong." He kept explaining incessantly.
, seemed particularly afraid that Li Wei would accidentally die in this cold winter.
This is a reminder that because the ice layer is too thin, a vehicle walking on the ice may fall into a crack in the cracked ice layer at any time.
Levi kept nodding his head and agreed with his words.
"Nadavarisi, you are now settled in this camp. You will probably leave here tonight. We will take you to break out of the siege and return to Mosque." Qiaoji smiled, showing his big white teeth, and then quickly
Leave quickly.
Li Wei remained silent. The city looked shaky and might collapse at any time.
But they had no intention of surrendering. Even when they were the hungriest and coldest, they did not think of cannibalism for a living. Instead, they had to waste their little energy to put the corpses in place.
The strongest is the best situation they can put in now.
He came to the distance and stared at Lake Ladoga in the far north. After the spring cold, the winter has not completely faded away, and the weather here is still too cold for normal people to bear.
This is the last supply line for the entire St. Petersburg, and it is also the reason why St. Petersburg can persist until now. In the future, it will rely on the countless people who sacrificed on this lifeline to allow St. Petersburg to persist for 847 days, more than 20 times the number of days in Paris, until the war is won.
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"System, is my mission really just to take this last child out of this city, and then it's over?" Levi asked.
【Yes, that's all it takes】
"Then, it doesn't mean they don't need anyone to lead them at all. Someone will naturally take them away. A group of people who are willing to sacrifice their own lives. Then isn't this mission a waste?" Levi murmured.
[If you think so, then I gave it to you for free]
Levi didn't speak anymore. He was not here waiting for night to come. At this time, the entire St. Petersburg had just emerged from the endless bombing by the Axis powers, and people were everywhere providing disaster relief.
But people in the entire city move very slowly. Even if they just raise their hands in the simplest way, even if they only move forward slowly, they are extremely slow. They are completely different from Li Wei, a guy who walks like a tiger and is full of wind.
There are many hungry people who are so hungry that they keep stuffing snow on the ground into their mouths. But such people will die soon. The snow will take away the last warmth from the body and die of cold.
In the distance, more than a hundred residents wearing shabby cotton-padded jackets gathered at the entrance of a research institution.
Levi looked over, and there was the Seed Research Institute in St. Petersburg.
There are tons of various seeds stored here. At this time, these seeds will become life-saving treasures and the most delicious nuts.
The hungry people broke through the guards' obstruction and rushed into the research institute.
"Bang!" gunfire sounded.
The scientist who was barely able to walk walked out with a cane. Instead of shooting at the hungry people, he shot into the air.
Suddenly, the air seemed to be frozen to the extreme.
The hungry people looked at the gun in the scientist's hand and saw that the man's muscles had atrophied to the point that he looked like a walking skeleton.
"Don't come forward! Don't make me shoot!" He seemed to be shouting with all his strength.
The hungry people were silent for a moment. They originally thought that the scientist had the minimum strength, but at this time he was also extremely weak and could only threaten like this.
"We also planted some vegetables. If you want them, send a few people over to take some away. Don't touch the seeds..." the scientist finally said.
The hungry people actually fell silent, and a few people stepped forward and walked in.
They came to the vegetable field, where a large pot was placed. In the pot were sugar cane chips and ground corn platycodon. This was the breakfast of these scientists, and there were not many people alive at this time.
There are still some potatoes in the frozen soil of the vegetable field. During these months, the scientists used the last food to survive. They used potatoes grown by themselves to maintain the last energy of the scientists.
"If you want it, just take these potatoes." He said, seeming to have lost his strength, and sat down against the wall, panting.
In the vegetable field, there are many tombstones, all of which are scientists from this seed research institute. They guard the gate of the seeds and use welders to weld the iron gate of the seed bank closed. No one is allowed to enter the seed bank.
And just in the hall, there were still corpses that could not be disposed of. They lay quietly on the cold ground, losing their voice.
At this moment, these hungry people looked at the potatoes in the vegetable field. There were still quite a few. If they were all dug out, they would probably weigh about ten kilograms. Making a big pot of soup would at least allow them to survive tomorrow.
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If only to get through tomorrow.
I don't know why, they were so hungry that they lost their minds but didn't take the last potatoes or even touch any food in the vegetable field.
"Fanatical art, let's make napalm." Levi said slowly while watching all this.
He had not tried whether the napalm bombs he made could be eaten. The napalm bombs were filled with a large amount of industrial sugar and rubber to increase the viscosity. He did not know whether these things could be eaten by others, so he decided to try them first.
Winter has not gone away yet.
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At the same time, Frank, the steel motorized troops of the Axis powers came to the Eiffel Tower for their fourth military parade, and he seemed to fall in love with the military parade.
On the street, countless "Fragrance-style" Ms. Fran, dressed in fancy clothes, were picked back one by one by the Axis soldiers like selected livestock to become piano wives.
The husband warmly and hospitably invited the Axis people into his house. Listening to his wife's wailing and slapping sounds in the house, they squatted at the door and counted the marks given by the Axis people over and over again. There were 500,000 in total.
Mark 500,000! How can you spend all this?
Listening to his wife's cries and constant slapping sounds in the room, he thought, should he wait until this time is over before he receives the next German?
During the feasting Parisian ball, basically every Germanic person hugged two or more Parisian ladies, and some even started a party on the spot.
In the stands, Pétain, the leader of the Vichyfrance government, smiled and shook hands with the Axis powers and said: "Measure the country's material resources and win the favor of the Axis."
The people of the Axis Powers also smiled: "Mr. Pétain, the friendship between Germany and France will last forever, but there are people who always block our friendship. I need you to kill someone."
"Hey, killing one person is not enough. For the sake of friendship between Germany and France, how about killing a few more?" Pétain said, his beard slightly raised.
"No, one is enough."
"who?"
"De Gaulle."
"Hahaha, but I can't catch him now." Petain said with a slight embarrassment.
"Mr. Pétain, you must know that there is some kind of Free France that is still blocking our progress on the North African front, and your local French guerrillas are also desperately trying to hinder our solid alliance."
"That guy de Gaulle is a complete traitor to the nation, a traitor to the French people, a despicable ally of Mosqueism, Masonic radicalism and Judaism. After weakening France, he also plunged her into a trap.
Ideological war, damn bastard." Pétain used all his words to disparage de Gaulle.
The person in charge of the Axis Powers was very happy, and the two clinked glasses together.
"Mr. Pétain, you can only count on me and us now. Do you really think that after the war is defeated, who will let France go? Who will let you go? So the only way to count on us is to win, and then build our integrated country together."
world."
Pétain drank all his wine: "Don't worry, my ally, Fran's logistics will always be open for the Axis. As for the guerrillas, I will personally lead the military police to encircle and suppress them. If I can't cure those furry bears, I can't cure them?"
"Mr. Petain, the remaining resources of France..."
"I would rather give it to a friend than to a domestic slave, my ally."
At the same time, many cultural celebrities in France also actively participated in the turn of public opinion, publishing works praising the handsome uniforms of German soldiers, which "match their well-toned bodies perfectly."
At the same time, he did not forget to ridicule the British for their hasty retreat, which "made France's beautiful beaches a mess."
Even more shameless people claimed that the humiliation was not being defeated by Germany, but being "another ill-intentioned bewitchment of the residents of the European continent" by the British.
The real reporter recorded the actual situation in the occupied area at that time: "The people welcomed the conquerors from the bottom of their hearts. The young woman jumped on the motorcycle and turned around to wave and smile at her family. The cafe was full of soldiers with flat heads who spoke German.
The French people squeezed in and drank coffee together without a care. It is sad to see our compatriots devaluing themselves as ostriches and willing to suffer in vain."
The romantic and beautiful Paris seems to have never been affected by the war.
It seems that Paris after the surrender and St. Petersburg that held on are two completely different worlds.