Struggle in Soviet Russia

Temporary Prisoner of War Camp in Curipino on Lobi.

The jeep that Victor was riding in galloped along the river bank. The snow on the road had been crushed by the trucks escorting the prisoners of war. Although the wheels of the jeep were equipped with snow chains, the car was still pushed by inertia when it was parked. It slid far forward and almost plunged directly into the ditch.

When the jeep finally stopped, the NKVD guards who had been waiting on the bank of the river hurried up to greet him and led Victor, who had just gotten out of the car, down the bank.

Victor was wearing a heavy blue army coat, which made him look a little bloated, but in the face of a low temperature of minus forty degrees, everyone knew how to choose between maintaining his body and maintaining the temperature.

"Where are the people?" Victor stood still and asked a captain impatiently after he slipped down the embankment.

"He has been detained in solitary confinement," the captain replied cautiously. "Since he requested, we have detained him in solitary confinement. The person who was in charge of interrogating him at the beginning has also been ordered to be quarantined by me. Until now, The only people who knew about this were six people, including me, during which no one had contact with the outside world alone."

"You did a very good job," Victor glanced at him, nodded in approval, "What about him?"

The captain took out a small notebook from his arms and held it in front of Victor with both hands.

Victor stopped, took the notebook, and opened it to take a look.

In this small notebook, what is recorded is the situation of a German prisoner of war. This prisoner of war was named Bern? Cop, with the rank of major, and was a staff officer of the 14th German Motorized Infantry Division. He was captured by Soviet troops in the Klin area and was transferred here with the same group of prisoners.

Just yesterday, the German military major found the guards and claimed that he had important information to provide, but he did not want to talk to the people in the prisoner-of-war camp, but to talk to the person in charge of the intelligence work of the NKVD.

Initially, the guards did not take what he said seriously, but the major subsequently declared that he was a member of an anti-Hitler secret organization in Germany, which was very powerful in the German Wehrmacht. In this regard, the guards finally increased their attention, and immediately got in touch with the superior department.

It stands to reason that Serov should handle this kind of matter himself, because he personally took charge of the foreign intelligence work, but Serov had already gone to the Caucasus, so Victor rushed over.

For Victor, the reason why he paid attention to this incident was that, on the one hand, the memory of his previous life told him that at the end of World War II, there was indeed an assassination of Hitler in Germany. This incident was also made into a movie, which looks like the protagonist. It was a name... Named, yes, Stauffenberg, they engaged in some kind of "Operation Valkyrie", which almost killed Hitler.

In his previous life, Victor was interested in checking some information, and he knew that this organization was mainly composed of German Wehrmacht officers, called the "Black Band", and the members of the organization seemed to be not low-level. After their anti-Hitler incidents were exposed, more than 5,000 people were executed by the Gestapo alone, including the "desert fox" Rommel, von Witzleben, and Ludwig Baker. That kind of people.

The NKVD did not pay more attention to this major’s statement because they did not have the memory of Victor’s previous life, so they only regarded this German major as one of the many prisoners of war who wanted to survive. Getting better treatment often gives some so-called "important information", but not much of it is really valuable.

But Victor is different. After hearing the news, he first thought of this "black band" organization. If the memory of the previous life is not wrong, this organization seems to have some connections with the British.

The conditions of the temporary prisoner-of-war camp are naturally impossible to improve. In fact, the campsite is a large snow nest under the river bank. Nearly 6,000 German prisoners of war are gathered here, waiting for the train to be transported to the rear. If nothing else, their destination will be a certain jungle in Siberia, where there is heavy logging work waiting for them. The NKVD is responsible for prisoner-of-war camps and will let them work to death. .

There is not even a tent in the Daxue den. Looking from the embankment, a piece of black German prisoners of war are packed tightly together, like a group of emperor penguins huddled together for warmth. Of course, their thin clothes are far less emperor penguins. The outer skin keeps warm.

As far as Victor knew, in this temporary prisoner-of-war camp, dozens of German prisoners of war died every day. During the blizzard in the first two days, hundreds of corpses would even be carried out in one day.

Information obtained by the NKVD from Wolfsburg, Germany, showed that there were a total of more than 10,000 British prisoners of war and 20,000 Soviet prisoners of war in the German Siviya prison camp. The Germans gave it to the British. The best treatment for prisoners of war, but never treated Soviet prisoners of war as human beings. British prisoners of war could eat bread jam and sunbathe on sunny days, while Soviet prisoners of war could only eat moldy potatoes and moldy bread. The German guards also mixed this food with garbage. , Called "Russian bread".

For this reason, in retaliation, the German POW camps under the charge of the NKVD will also give these German POWs equal treatment. In this temporary POW camp, the ration for the German POWs is three potatoes per day. Of course, these potato prisoners of war are invisible. The guards will add an extra process. They will crush the corrupt potatoes into a mud and mix them with garbage like straw, dead leaves, and even animal manure. , And then each share a spoonful of food for the prisoners of war. The guards called this food "Hitler's mashed potatoes."

Without putting yourself in the place, no one can imagine how deep the hatred between these two countries is. What's more, the person responsible for guarding prisoners of war comes from the NKVD. This department knows how the Germans treat the Soviets. Therefore, they are equal to the group of people at the forefront of hatred, and the methods of revenge are also the cruelest.

The guards even stripped off the pants of those German prisoners of war who complained a little, and ordered them to sit naked on the snow. In a low temperature environment of minus 40 degrees, anyone sitting on the ground for less than an hour, the whole body Will be necrotic due to frostbite.

The reason that the Germans abused Soviet prisoners of war was that the Soviet Union did not sign the "Geneva Prisoners of War Convention", while the reason that the Soviets abused German prisoners of war was: Yes, we did not sign the "Geneva Prisoners of War Convention."

Although it was the severe winter season, when Victor walked in the camp of prisoners of war, he could still smell the pungent stench. Every prisoner of war he saw had a numb expression, and even the fleshy skin on many people's faces. It has been necrotic due to frostbite, bruising and black, it is unbearable to see.

In a wooden hut near the railway line in the camp, Victor saw the German military major. He had only an almost soiled underwear under his body, and it had been wet with water. When Victor walked into the wooden house, he He was shrinking in front of the charcoal basin, swinging like he was suffering from Parkinson's, the click of the teeth colliding, clearly audible.

Victor was a little surprised, wondering why the major only wore underwear and it was still wet. He looked back at the captain who was accompanying him, his mouth opened, and finally took a step forward, leaning into Victor's ear and whispering something.

After listening to the captain's explanation, Victor understood what was going on.

The major was not at peace in the camp. He clamored for the treatment of prisoners of war, saying that the Soviet army's abuse of prisoners of war was very inhumane. The guards thought he was annoying, so they planned to kill him, not only took off his clothes, but also poured a bucket of water on him. If it hadn't been for the real threat of death, the major would not have spoken yet.

Victor would not ask about the guards' abuse of prisoners of war. Therefore, after listening to the captain's explanation, he just smiled and ordered the other party to bring a coat over and put it on the major.

The captain led the way, and Victor walked around behind the major, walked to sit down in front of a stool opposite him, bent down, picked up two charcoal and threw it into the charcoal basin, and took out a pack of "camels" from his pocket. , Took one out and handed it to the major.

The major's face turned blue, and there was a scar on his forehead. It was now suppurated and ulcerated, but because the wound was frozen, it looked like a big colorful bag.

The major looked up at him. His eyes were muddy. He stared at Victor's collar for a while before he said something.

Victor couldn't understand German, so he glanced at the door, and the translator who came with him immediately ran over and translated the sentence of the major for him. The major meant that Victor was also just a colonel, and his level was too low. He wants to talk to someone at a higher level.

Victor smiled and said to the translator: "Tell him that I am one of the heads of the NKVD. According to the rank, I should be a major general."

The translator hurriedly translated his words. He might have added some explanations. Therefore, the major nodded suspiciously and said something.

"He said that he can cooperate with us, but the premise is that we must improve the treatment of prisoners of war, at least let them eat food with enough calories and wear clothes that can keep out the cold," the translator said.

"If the intelligence information he provided is of sufficient value, I can meet his requirements," Victor nodded and said, "but it's only part of it. For example, I can make the commanders more gentlemen. As for Soldiers, I'm very sorry, they are not in the range of preferential treatment."

The interpreter relayed his words, and the major seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said something more.