I, who traveled to Chunwu, entered Stalingrad again?

There are several cabinets in the furthest entrance, and the stove and toilet are also there.If you go inside, a small dining table, two chairs, and a small refrigerator are placed in the center of the room.

A little further in is a bookshelf with not many books and a desk. On the desk is a computer that is turned off and some miscellaneous textbooks and notebooks. There is a gaming chair in front of the desk.

The innermost part is the wardrobe and the bed where he is.

Familiar and unfamiliar scenes around him, and the faint singing of birds outside the window seemed to remind him that this place is no longer a battlefield of life and death, but a world full of peace and love.

Zaimuza reached out and touched his chest. There was no wound there, but there still seemed to be a tingling pain on his chest, and the close-fitting pajamas were already soaked with sweat.

"So... this dream? Just a ridiculous, sad nightmare? Hahahahahaha."

There was a little madness in Zaimuza's dry laughter.

There is no bone-chilling blizzard, no endless mobilization, no Katyusha rockets like thunder and showers, and no snipers hiding in the shadows like poisonous snakes ready to bite you at any time, it is simply paradise.

Smiling and smiling, Zai Muzao felt his eye sockets a little moist, if it was just a dream, does it mean that what he did in the dream was meaningless?The comrades-in-arms who are sincere and brave are just his fantasy?

Of course, this bit of sadness can't shake Cai Muzao who has experienced the tempering of dreams. He quickly adjusted his mentality and got up from the bed to prepare for a new life.

As a result, he froze when he glanced over the desk.

A black notebook was turned to the second page, which was neatly placed on the desk.What attracted him was not the notebook itself, but a sketch on it.

A soldier knelt on one knee with an MP40 submachine gun on his back, and closed his eyes for another soldier lying on the ground, and these two figures were very familiar with each other.

"I was so ugly when I died..."

The soldier lying on the ground does not look very elegant, perhaps because of the grim face he struggled before he passed away, with his left hand resting on his chest and a pistol tightly held in his right hand. The black ink on the ground may represent bloodstains?

"Are you... the culprit?"

Cai Muzuo asked softly, but the notebook did not speak, nor did it automatically write anything on it, nor did a system jump out to answer him.

Cai Muzuo raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his right hand to turn the page.

"If this book is the culprit, then I rashly turn the page, will I travel through it again?"

Thinking of this question, he suddenly felt a little scared, and his outstretched right hand froze in the air.

The six months he spent from Western Ukraine to Stalingrad in the dream was a lingering nightmare in his life. What if it happened again?

He was lucky this time, so what if he was really stuck in a dream and couldn't get out next time?

Timuzuo withdrew his hand, staring at the black notebook in front of him solemnly.

"I think we can talk, what do you need from me?"

He suspected that the notebook in front of him might have its own thoughts or even life, so he asked tentatively.

But there was no answer to him except the chirping of birds outside the window. This time he seemed to be fighting the air.

Cai Muzuo didn't relax his vigilance at all, he cautiously stretched out a finger and poked the notebook.

"no response?"

This time he became much more courageous, knocking and touching everywhere.

But the notebook is still the same notebook, it is just a dead thing and nothing happened, as if silently mocking the timid guy in front of him.

"Just as the pear blossoms are blooming all over the world, there is a soft veil floating on the river~~"

The sudden ringing of the bell made Zaimuzuo tremble in fright, and he turned his head to look before letting out a sigh of relief.

It turned out that the mobile phone on his bed rang, and the item displayed on the screen was that it was time for him to go to school.

Going to school, what a long term.

A kind of complicated emotion flooded Zai Muzao's heart. Although in reality it was only one day, but in his memory, half a year had passed, and it was nothing more than a day like a year.

But it's time for him to go to school, the wonderful campus life is still waiting for him, isn't it?

As for whether they can return to daily life, so many campus novels are pig feet, what are the special forces who penetrated Afghanistan, the super ace killer of a certain organization, and even the legendary god killer, don’t they just go to school and enjoy life?

It's just that this alarm clock is really harsh, it's time to change it.

Beautiful western woods?No, no, no, it's still Erica, this sounds good.

Thinking of this, Zai Muzuo couldn't help chuckling, turned off the alarm, changed his clothes, and took a simple wash. The warmth of the hot water on his face made him very comfortable. Water is at risk, and even an officer like a captain does not have the luxury of bathing in hot water.

Finally he came to the desk, closed the black notebook and put it in a black trash bag.

After 10 minutes, Cai Muzuo was satisfied and patted the soil next to the green tree in front of the apartment. He buried the notebook here. He will not be responsible if anyone owes him to dig it out and cause him to have nightmares.

Looking around, no one seems to have noticed his actions at this point in time. One of the two neighbors is an office worker who gets up very early every day, and the other is a programmer who always works overtime until midnight, and they are now gone.

Standing on the tram with a briefcase-like schoolbag in his hand, Zaimokza's thoughts wandered far away.

"Is this really a dream, or is it a fact that actually happened in history? If so, what happened to Fleidheim? What happened to Captain Feiger? Lieutenant William went to the rear, and nurse Charlie Are they together? Can Koch, who lost one hand, still be able to pick up a gun? Is the 503rd Heavy Armored Battalion, who fought together, still as brilliant as before?"

…………

"Crack."

The Chinese language teacher Shizuka Hiratsuka, who has long hair down to her waist, a good face and considers herself gentle and virtuous, now has the word # appearing on her forehead, so much so that the chalk in her hand is broken into two pieces by her.

What offended her was someone in the last row, propping his head on one hand, sleeping soundly on the table.

If I remember correctly, this guy swore in front of himself not long ago: "I want to study hard!" Such nonsense, but now it has been revealed in less than two weeks.

"Really, don't men nowadays have a little patience and persistence?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't help resenting a certain blind date from the previous week. At the beginning, she said it was beautiful, but after seeing her boxing practice by chance, she immediately retreated.

Displeased, very displeased.

Shizuka Hiratsuka decided to give someone a little "surprise."

So she quietly walked off the podium, came to someone, raised her right hand with five fingers together, and swung it towards the back of this guy's head!

However, it seemed that he had just woken up, and the bastard in front of him turned his head straight, and his palm was just staggered, and he hit the desk hard and made a loud "bang", which scared everyone in the classroom. Jump.

"Deck auf!!!!"

And that bastard was terribly frightened, he yelled in a foreign language that he didn't know what it meant, and then a carp rolled and hid under the desk.

"Here, what's the situation?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka stared dumbfounded at Zaimuza who was hiding under the desk, covering his ears with his hands covering his head, frowning, mouth slightly open, curled up into a ball.

PS:

I’m on a business trip again recently, but fortunately I have a few chapters saved so that I can top the QQ group ①Let’s go ②77①Liu

Main World 2 : Chapter 71 Chapter 69 Long time no see

Zaimokza has been fighting continuously for three months in the purgatory called Stalingrad, which has made him extremely mentally exhausted, and he has been yawning since he sat down.

The sunshine in April is bright but not dazzling, making the temperature in the classroom very comfortable.As the saying goes, sleepy in spring, tired in autumn and nap in summer, it seems that I am sorry for the sun today if I don't have a good sleep.

In addition, the professor's first class was a boring male teacher with a Mediterranean hairstyle, a Chinese character face, and teaching chemistry knowledge. Now he is explaining to the students which port of the container should be connected to where, and the tone is so flat that it cannot be heard Ups and downs, like a powerful lullaby.

Under the superimposition of the three factors, Cai Muzuo was beaten by the army of sleepy bugs and lost his armor and armor. He was completely overwhelmed and fell asleep soon.

As a veteran chemistry teacher, he naturally found Cai Muzuo who was lazy, but teachers didn't like to discipline students like him who had already been labeled as giving up by teachers.

No matter, sometimes the sense of responsibility as a teacher can't get over it.Never mind, sometimes because the so-called sense of responsibility is too tight, the white-eyed wolf who doesn't know good people will always bite you back.

Probably because I have already entered middle age and have seen this kind of thing a lot. The chemistry teacher has always turned a blind eye to this kind of behavior. As long as you don't snore and affect other people, the rest is up to you.

Anyway, which path to take is their own choice, as long as they don't regret it.

…………

who am I?

Cai Muzuo looked at the MP40 in his hand, the metal texture made him feel at ease, and he recalled his identity.

"Ah, my name is Hans Alix, a second-class soldier in the Wehrmacht."

Where am i?

He was alone in a dilapidated apartment building, surrounded by many dead bodies, including those of the German army and the Soviet army, and sporadic gunshots came from downstairs.

He remembered that this was the building closest to the Red Square in Stalingrad. Captain Feiger emphasized before the war that if they could occupy this place, they would be able to provide the artillery with more precise coordinates to bombard the Soviet reinforcement ships crossing the river. What can the 62nd Army without Volga reinforcements use to stop the Sixth Army's iron cavalry?

What am I going to do?

Eliminate all enemies here!

Cai Muzuo was no longer confused, and searched each house one by one with a submachine gun, but suddenly a vague conversation came from upstairs.

"Don, Don, the big sturgeon calls the Don."

"I am the Don River, please speak."

"Big Sturgeon requests artillery support, coordinate area 24, longitude 17, latitude 14, please fire immediately!"

"I don't understand the big sturgeon. These are the coordinates of our troops. Please reconfirm the target."

"This is us! The Germans are coming in! Fire now! Shoot us."

"Understood, Sturgeon, farewell, brother."

After listening to the conversation, Zai Muzao turned pale, and hurried to the window to look out.

Most of the Greyhound Company's troops were still outside, and the medical soldier Verbinski and the communications soldier Karl were rescuing the wounded, so he exhausted all his strength to issue a warning to his comrades.

"Deck auf!!! (Concealment)"

Then, according to his experience in the past few months, he found a corner and squatted down with his head in his arms, waiting for the arrival of the artillery fire.

The strange thing is that the Soviet shells are mixed with sand this time?Why only one sound?

The expected explosion did not come, but there was a burst of laughter from around.

"Ha, I was so scared that I hid under the table, it's really ridiculous."

"Tch, don't you even look at who is opposite him? That's the Great Hiratsuka Demon King who can stand upright with his fists, walk with his arms, smash a big stone in his chest, and dominate the whole school!"

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. It turns out that it's really so scary. It's really terrifying to be able to scare people to such an extent with just your momentum and eyes."

"I heard that a certain teacher in the third grade once pursued her, but she was so beaten up that she couldn't get out of bed for three days!"

"........."

Listening to the intensifying rumors around her, Shizuka Hiratsuka couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. At first, these little bastards were just mocking the timid Zaimoza, but then why did I get involved too?

When will I be able to crush a boulder in my chest?And when did you beat your blind date so hard that you couldn't get out of bed for three days?Didn't he run away by himself?What is it all about.

"Shut up for me!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka nodded in satisfaction after a lion's roar made the surroundings temporarily quiet.

However, she glanced at the trembling Zaimuzuo hiding under the table, and couldn't help but wonder if she was really too aggressive at ordinary times?See what scares the kids.

So she coughed dryly, trying to make her voice softer:

"Saimuka-san? Are you okay? Can you get up?"

Under Hiratsuka Shizuka's gaze, Zaimoza slowly opened his eyes, the eyes as deep as the night sky stared straight at him, the cold eyes full of hostility made people shudder, and the smile she made with hard work froze. face.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Zai Muzao got up quickly, not caring about the buzzing whispers around him, and looked around blankly.

Then he took a deep breath, and his eyes became softer, making Hiratsuka Shizuka seem as if his previous eyes were hallucinations.

"Are you okay?" Shizuka Hiratsuka asked again.

"Ah? It's okay, teacher. I just, uh, just had a nightmare. It reminded me of the big earthquake a few years ago. I'm sorry to trouble everyone."

Realizing that his behavior was inappropriate, the boy in front of him admitted his mistake very readily, gave a reasonable reason and apologized to the teacher and classmates in front of him.

"Then what you just yelled was..."

"Here, I just shouted take off in English. I was on a plane when the earthquake happened. The passengers and crew were in a mess. I yelled at the pilots to let them take off, but unfortunately they didn't respond." Cai Muzuo's expression remained unchanged, and he wove another lie with ease, regardless of whether others believed it or not, he seemed to swear by it anyway.

"Is that so... sit down."

Shizuka Hiratsuka probably believed his hastily made up excuses, and did not investigate why he fell asleep in class. Instead, he reached out and patted his shoulder vigorously, as if he wanted to use this method to comfort the person in front of him. student.

"My teacher."

After class, a group of boys surrounded Caimuzuo, asking about what happened just now.

"Hey, what happened just now?"

"Did Hiratsuka-sensei's palm hurt, I think you were beaten to the ground?"