Ibor's great retreat began.!

The Nordland Fighting Group and all the Germans of Ibor have successfully completed the mission, and now, the almost completely blown up city has to temporarily give up.

Give up is for the future return; giving up is for the future reconstruction.

Every German is sure of this.

The first to evacuate were the German civilians, who almost gave up everything they had here. Ernst.

Marshal Breme told each of them:

When you go to Berlin, every German who can continue to fight will go to Berlin! No matter what difficulties they encounter on the road, the German capital needs them.

The Baron himself acted as the mission of the rear guard.

He was always doing the same thing and never feared. He was worried about the civilians who fled.

In fact, it is not just in Ibor, but in all the cities in Germany, there are fleeing German refugees everywhere. They were once confused and they didn't know what Germany's tomorrow would be. But when they heard that Baron Alexander had returned, they had a clear goal:

Berlin - Go to Berlin - Only Berlin is their final destination.

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No one can stop their pace, no one can stop their dreams from realizing. Just like the two sisters Bruei and Avril from Bremen.

Their parents were all killed under the enemy's bombing, and now they are the only ones who depend on each other. Their destinations are the same as all Germans:

Berlin!

That will be where their dreams begin again, that will be where they can find peace of mind, and that will be where they can go.

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They woke up at dawn and were ready to go. This was the third day of their walk. The war had deviated from the established route and their progress was a little slow, so they set out early, hoping to get more roads. The God of Luck favored them again. A farmer drove his carriage past them and took them a ride, about six or seven kilometers away. They sat on the carriage, swaying on the edge of the carriage, enjoying the pleasure and luxury of not having to walk.

After the farmers let them get out of the car, they continued to walk. Whenever they heard the sound of military aircraft or artillery fire, they would rush to the ditches on the side of the road, or crawl forward under the cover of the woods. Once, after the air strike, Bruai was about to struggle to stand up, but found Avril giggling. It turned out that because Bruai was lying on the grass too hard, his face was dyed light green by the grass.

There were more and more pedestrians on the road. Some of them wanted to go to the same place with them. Although they did not chat with strangers casually, they would occasionally move forward with some of them, especially when they recognized the road. There were sometimes trenches called "Tank Graves" near the town. They were specially prepared by local residents to stop the advance of American tanks. Whenever we heard the sound of gunfight, we would curl up and hide in these trenches. There was a particularly fierce battle that day, and they were both very scared. Avril wrote in his diary:

"The enemy launched another attack and they had to retreat to the woods. The attack was very fierce, and they really didn't know if they could come out alive. I was thinking: "Is that all we can do is this? Is this the end? Will they die here?" Fortunately, they escaped unscathed in the end, which made them feel relieved, but I am still very worried about the future...."

Avril had realized how dangerous their journey was and how dangerous they had to go back to their mother. As they walked out of the woods, I saw a group of soldiers talking to a foreign man, who was tall and wearing a dark coat, and there was a dangerous signal in the air. A German officer shouted and questioned his identity, "Where is your ID?" The officer was obviously angry, and then took out his pistol from his belt.

Avril quickly moved her body to block my sight, but it was too late. I saw the officer aiming at the man, shooting, and heard the sound of the pistol shooting, and saw the man's body slowly collapse and fell heavily to the ground. He lay there motionless, and blood slowly flowed out of his chest, and finally dyed a bunch of blood. Avril took his sister's hand and hurriedly pulled her to her side and continued to move forward, but Bruai kept shaking from head to toe.

"Don't think about it, sister, forget what you see, think about those happy things." She whispered.

They walked along the road and gradually moved away from the place where they had witnessed the terrible incident just now. Avril began to sing songs. After a while, Bruai also tried to forget the terrible scene he had just seen and sang with Avril.

On the way, they passed a place that was still on the battlefield a few minutes ago. The terrifying scene was hard to let go. Soldiers were everywhere, and battlefield ambulances carried the injured into the car one by one; tanks and armed vehicles were scattered everywhere, some of which were still burning; ambulances ran around carrying stretchers, lifting the injured soldiers, and the air was filled with the soldiers' painful moans, and occasionally sharp cries caused by severe pain. Some soldiers squatted beside the soldiers who did not move, as if they had died.

"What are they doing?" Bruai asked Avril to 2. He confirmed whether those people were still alive. If they had no sign of life, they would remove the name tags on the soldiers. All soldiers would hang a chain-stringed sign around their necks to identify their identities, and once they encountered an accident, they could inform their families in time."

Brue Love's eyes widened. "Please, please." She began to pray, please do not let them receive any such news, do not let their father lie somewhere and let others take off his name tag, tell them that his mission in this war has been completed and will never return to them again.

Bruai was always wondering, even now I still wonder, will these soldiers place the bodies of their comrades and the bodies of enemy soldiers together and buried them in the same grave? In the days that followed, she learned a German proverb: "They mourn the dead, and they have found their peace."

Whenever this scene appears in front of her, she will say this to herself.

They staggered out of the battlefield and left this sad place to relieve their mood a little. On the way, they met two soldiers, fortunately they were on the same road with them, and knew which direction they should go. Through their introduction, the sisters learned that they were Mr. Osderman and Officer Sden.

They took the sisters to the village of Graphin, a small village near Oberim, where there was a hospital, and they persuaded the staff to provide the sisters with a room for the night. They were then taken to a room with only two beds, so the two soldiers slept in a bed, while Bruai and Avril slept in another bed. At this time, the sisters were very tired, and they knew how rare it was to be able to sleep in the bed at this time, especially after sleeping in a deep ditch for a night, they had no extra energy to mind the arrangement, and both of them were both young men with good moral character.

They wore all their clothes and even boots while sleeping. They said it was important because danger was everywhere and they were ready to run away at any time. Bruai had never been in the same room with strangers, and felt everything was novel and interesting, especially when she heard one of them snoring, she thought of her father, she had heard her father's snoring, but that seemed to have happened a long time ago.

After a while, the sobs and cries of the injured soldiers in the hospital ward woke her up. Another memory lingered in her mind forever, lingering: bad hygiene, the smell of disinfectant, and broken, blood-filled wounds. Their doors were half open, perhaps to escape in an emergency, as the two soldiers said before. The faint lights in the corridor occasionally allowed me to see the doctors and nurses passing by here. They cast shadows on the ground. They gradually grew bigger and then filled the entire corridor, and then gradually weakened until they finally disappeared. I prayed devoutly to God, thanking him for not letting them get hurt or experiencing any pain, and slowly she fell asleep again.

It is undoubtedly much more comfortable here than sleeping in a deep ditch. Even though she and Avril were crowded on the same single bed, they still let themselves sleep well. The next day they set off and prepared to set off. The two men followed them on the road. The sisters were very happy to have them with them, and they both felt that it would be safer to be with them. Although this was also likely an illusion, because compared to the two of them walking alone, their uniforms were more likely to cause the enemy to open fire at them. However, they believed that even if they were not with them, if the enemy found them, they would still kill them, so there was no big difference.

The journey of the day was still very long, and they still had to try to avoid the war and air raids above their heads, so when the town finally appeared in front of them, they all became extremely excited.

Mr. Osderman was quite familiar with the area, "My sister lives in Oberlim..." he said in a daze, "I think she will definitely help you."

He was right. After they arrived in the town, he took them to his sister's house, and she was very enthusiastic about arranging a place for them to spend the night. The house next to her house was blown up, but the wine stored in the cellar miraculously escaped, and later she gave them a few bottles of wine. Their overnight stay was in the basement of a large villa, and the owner's family managed it into a comfortable residence.

Because it is underground, there are no windows in the room, but the layout of the room is very elegant. The family has children. Although the children at home were already asleep when they arrived, the owner still gave them their toys to play with. There is also a temporary kitchen with stove in the basement, and even an underground shower and toilet. Each towel inside has a yellow duck embroidered with a towel. Everyone got an inflatable camp sleeping mat, pillow and blanket. Avril and I moved their "bed" to the corner together and pulled up curtains around it, which made it more privacy. Although the space in this place is not large, it is very warm, comfortable and safe.

Every night, Avril will accompany Bruei until her sister falls asleep. She will massage her feet, especially after they have been walking all day, their feet will always feel heavy and difficult to lift, and their buttocks will also be sore. Avril will always give her some massage to her sister at this time to relax her over-tensioned muscles. At the same time, Avril will always say things to comfort her sister. She is optimistic about everything.!

"This is the pain that must be experienced in growing up," she would say, "and, if you do this exercise and exercise regularly, you will grow taller!"

After Avril gave her sister a massage, Brue's fatigue and various soreness always felt relieved a lot. Even in the extremely chaotic situation, Avril could come up with an excellent way to calm her sister down and make Brue feel safe. She is Brue's support and always holds her tightly in the sea of ​​reefs. Sometimes after she massages her sister's feet at night, Brue would ask for her massage, and she would agree happily.

"It's so good." She always said with a smile, "It's so comfortable."

Although in fact the force of Bruai's little hands could only touch the surface of her skin, she would always gently tell her after that that.

Avril was very worried that lice would grow on her sister's head, so she would carefully combed her hair and tie her braids again every night, and she would combed her very hard. This always reminded Bruai of her mother. When she was at home, she would tying her braids like this every night. While combing, she muttered in her mouth that she was playing like a wild child and her hair was entangled. Bruai was eager to help her comb her hair again, even if she asked her to say a few words at the same time.

After I fell asleep that night, Avril drank and chatted with two of their friendly military friends, who recorded that pleasant evening in her diary.

The next morning, they stood up and prepared to set off and said goodbye to Officer Sden to Mr. Osderman. At 7:30, they set off again. They had not changed their clothes for two weeks, and even slept in clothes at night. Fortunately, Avril had towels and soap, and confirmed that Bruei had cleans his teeth. If there was a house to stay overnight, they could use the toilet and bathroom there. But if they were on the road, they would not even use toilet paper. Gradually, they became very good at identifying large soft leaves along the way and would pick up some such leaves on the road for emergencies.

It is not very difficult for them to walk, and they have so many forced rest time. Whenever they encounter air strikes, they will squat under the bushes or lie flat on the ground. When Bruei is really tired, Avril will still have firm confidence and treat Bruei in the way of facing adults. If this were not the case, Bruei might have given up long ago.

They had a few bottles of wine left, and Avril put them in his backpack because it was too heavy to put it in a small trolley. She recorded in her diary:

"These bottles of wine are really heavy. My back hurts so much that I want to take them out and put them on the side of the road. Fortunately, just as I was about to throw the wine away, a large military truck stopped and carried them all the way. My sister sat on the lap of a soldier, and I was sitting between two soldiers. When I saw the boy sitting on my right, there seemed to be an electric current passing through my back. He had a very handsome face and was very good to the little ones. The care they gave us was what we really needed.

I still remember the scene of us sitting in the truck. The soldiers did everything they could to make me happy. They either told funny stories or made faces to make me laugh, and occasionally asked something about myself and my family. They also asked about my doll, and I told them that its name was Charlotte, and then we formally introduced ourselves to Charlotte. Looking back now, I can fully realize their strong homesickness at that time, longing for a normal family life, and longing for the company of their family. They treated me very well, and before I knew it, I might have helped them, bringing short-lived innocence and laughter to their lives, hoping that they could really get what they long for from me.

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The truck took them to a village where they went to the refuge service center to seek help, and they would arrange for them to stay overnight. They were finally arranged to spend the night in a large community commune, with a kitchen full of women and soldiers. Soon they became friends with a young girl named Hana, and they found three beds connected together, which were actually three mats lined up by the wall.

"Where did you come from and where are you going?" Hana asked them.

"They came from Bremen and were going to Berlin." Avril explained their situation: "What about you?"

“I was sent to do wartime service before, you know, working on the farm.

But I told them that since the war was about to end, I had to go home, and the farmer and his wife agreed to let me leave, and now I'm going to go back to my family."

Hana is also the one who wants to go home. It’s the same as theirs, it’s really good.

They had a dinner before going to bed. Avril wrote in his diary:

"A soldier made dinner for my sister, Hana and I, and they were well cared for. Then we enjoyed the last four bottles of wine together, and we raised our glasses to pray for peace. Sometimes it was good to ignore what was happening around us and not think about what might happen tomorrow."
Chapter completed!