Following Sophie back to the room with glass windows outside, both sides of the long table were already filled with children who were singing along with Qiqi.

At Sophie's signal, Wei Ran sat down next to the oldest child and waited patiently for everyone to finish singing. Then Sophie picked up a fork and lightly tapped the lid of her lunch box.

"Friends, I believe you have noticed that we have a new friend."

"I know! He is Victor! Dominic's brother!" A little girl who was in the period of teething replied with a smile on her face, "Dominique has just told us."

“You’re right”

Sophie put down the lid and fork in her hand, "Victor is indeed Dominic's brother, and he is also an experienced warrior, so from today on, the boys will be commanded by Victor. Do you have any opinions?

?”

"No!"

The blond boy sitting next to Wei Ran was the first to respond, and then stretched out his hand to Wei Ran, "Hello, Brother Victor, I am Host, and I come from the same school as Dominic, but I

Two grades above him."

"Hello"

Wei Ran shook hands with the other party politely and solemnly, without any thought of treating him as a child.

"Before you came here, Horst had been directing the boys to work." The girl named Heike who sat opposite explained helpfully.

"The girls are under the command of Heike"

The girl named Qi Qi smiled and helped introduce, "Also, Host is Heike's boyfriend. They have been dating for more than a month. We are even considering whether to arrange a separate cell for them..."

"Qiqi! Shut up!" The girl named Heike stopped Qiqi's gossip in shame.

"I don't have any objections," Hoster responded with a proud look on his face.

"Shut up!" The girl named Heike grabbed the rag on the table and threw it towards her little boyfriend sitting opposite.

"Okay, stop arguing."

With a look of helplessness, Sophie picked up the fork and lunch box lid again and tapped it lightly. After everyone calmed down, she continued seriously, "About whether to arrange separate cells for Host and Heike, etc."

talk about it later."

After deliberately waiting for the young men and women sitting on both sides of the long table to laugh, Sophie continued, "Anyway, from today on, all the boys will be under the command of Brother Victor."

"Yes!" All the boys, including Dominic, responded in unison.

Seeing Sophie looking directly at him, Wei Ran thought for a moment and deliberately said in a joking tone, "In a short period of time, Host's command will still be the main one. Host, don't think about everything."

Leave everything to me to go on a date with Heike."

"You're making fun of me too?" Heike, who was sitting opposite, rolled his eyes helplessly, obviously already used to this situation.

After a simple joke, everyone started to eat together. During the dinner, Heike and Host also introduced all the boys and girls present to Wei Ran.

Although Wei Ran could barely remember everyone's names after breakfast, he at least remembered the appearance of a little boy named Jonas. After all, his backpack also contained Jonas's brother Austria.

Kan, here's the birthday gift I brought him.

Of course, it is undeniable that after just one breakfast, everyone completely regarded Wei Ran as their friend. By the way, they also introduced the work they were responsible for.

There is a clear division of labor among the 22 children whose age range is over 10 years old. Generally speaking, the youngest children are responsible for taking care of the flowers and plants they planted in the helmets, picking up eggs and taking out the garbage.

The older girls led by Heike are responsible for tasks such as washing clothes, preparing food, and cleaning. The older children led by Host are responsible for tasks such as fetching water, carrying fuel, and milking sheep.

Breast milk and "physical work" such as catching fish.

As for Sophie and Qiqi, the two girls, the oldest of whom is only 19 years old, one is responsible for external liaison and the other is responsible for taking care of the heating fire. In addition, they also shoulder other responsibilities.

Taking on the task of cooking.

Of course, at the breakfast table, Wei Ran was also accepted by Sophie as his job - to watch and patrol and protect everyone's safety.

After breakfast, without any instructions, the children cleaned their lunch boxes spontaneously, and then got busy with their own work.

According to what Sophie just said, the whole morning is working time, and only after lunch and until the sun sets, everyone has time to rest.

After some questioning, he found that there was nothing he needed to help with, so Wei Ran simply put on his Soviet cloak again and wandered around the ruins of the castle surrounded by a moat and the outskirts of the moat.

It was this wandering around that made Wei Ran more and more aware of the horror of Quartermaster Captain Letts.

Just above the basement used for living, on the edge of the ruins of the main building of the castle, in a chicken coop surrounded by a fence woven from branches, six old hens were busy laying eggs lying on the thick and soft reeds.

In addition, tied to the side of the chicken pen was a goat that I had just seen at breakfast, and a half-grown lamb that could move freely.

But compared to these living creatures, the most important thing is that in this ruins covered by grass, dead vines, and shrubs, you can see an oil drum by just opening a wooden board or a stack of reeds.

On these 200-liter oil drums, conspicuous bright yellow paint carefully states whether they contain flour, vegetables, bacon, sausages and seasonings.

He even saw enough coal to burn for a winter under a cover of reeds!

Under a half-broken wall that was only a dozen meters away, when he lifted up a piece of earth-yellow waterproof canvas, there were at least fifty or sixty boxes of German pork cans stacked here.

Think this is the end? Far from it!

When he was "taking stock" of the material reserves, the 16-year-old boy named Horst immediately took him for a walk in the forest along the outside of the moat, and without reservation, he took the piece of needle next to the sluice.

A small stone house in the forest, half buried underground, is shown.

There was nothing else in this stone house with no windows. The cold and dark space was filled with oil drums with a capacity of 200 liters on two floors!

"Here... how many are there here?" Wei Ran asked dully.

Hearing this, Host pointed to the number written in chalk on the wooden door and the manual oil pump hanging on the door and explained, "There are 57 barrels in total now, and they are all full. I heard Sister Sophie say, Letz

My uncle has been preparing this fuel since 1942, when he was still the quartermaster of the Labor Corps."

What a senior fuel guzzler this is...

Wei Ran couldn't help but grin. 57 barrels of fuel, each barrel is 200 liters. Is that a lot? It is indeed a lot, liters of fuel. This is probably as much as the reserves at the fortress.

But think about it on the other hand, for that fortress alone, Captain Letts can even out a barrel of oil every three days for fuel replenishment. Even if he doesn't necessarily get out a barrel of oil every three days, this battle starts in September.

It started, and now it is late November. To him, a quartermaster, these 57 barrels of oil are probably not much.

Seeing Wei Ran's dull expression and not saying anything, Host closed the wooden door and led him back while saying, "Uncle Leitz also helped us store a lot of medicines, but the Americans bombed us two months ago.

Although the medicines are still there in the church, Sister Qiqi’s mother was also killed in the bombing. She used to be a nurse and knew how to use those medicines. Now that she is gone, we don’t dare to get sick.”

"Medicine? Qiqi's mother?" Wei Ran was stunned, stopped and asked, "Horst, do you know where those medicines are?"

"You have to ask Sister Sophie about this."

Host said with a grimace, "Since a new idiot hid a bottle of Pervitin last month and almost killed himself, Sister Sophie has put away all the medicines."

…

Wei Ran grinned, suppressing this matter in his heart, changed the topic, and followed Host back while chatting about what they were doing here.

life there.

Although it was inevitable to be fed a mouthful of green dog food by this half-grown man, Wei Ran also discovered that the life of these young men and women here was quite like a paradise. It seemed that after crossing the waterway, they

I have left the war forever.

But correspondingly, these children living in the "Peach Blossom Land" are inevitably worried about their friends and family who are still in the flames of war.

However, the only thing they can do to help this war and their families in the flames of war is to try to survive until the war is over.

Walking to the edge of the stone bridge across the moat, Horst met up with another friend. The two of them each carried an iron bucket and went to chop wood in the forest not far away.

After wanting to help but being declined again, Wei Ran simply took advantage of the other party's departure and borrowed their ax to chop some pine branches and brought them back to the room where he rested last night. He decided to do a general cleaning so that he could find some pine branches for himself.

Got something to do.

First, he cleaned up all the ashes and cinders accumulated in the fireplace. Wei Yan bundled pine branches together and used them as a broom, and carefully swept the not-so-large room. Even the dark and dirty Dutch

The pot and the two greasy American-style gasoline stoves were cleaned with sand and plant ash. They were taken to the river and brushed carefully with reeds dipped in water.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to clean up, Wei Ran locked the door to the room, stepped on the table and pushed the roof that was boarded up.

As expected, it was almost the same design as the mill floor. After he put his fingers into the gap between the two planks and moved a piece of wood, the planks sealing the roof could indeed be pushed up.

However, when he climbed up to the roof with a flashlight, he found that in this tightly sealed space with wooden boards above his head, in addition to a single bed and a chair, there was a table against the wall.

, there are actually two sets of radio stations!

One of these is a radio broadcasting system based on the German B1 radio as the core, plus various components. The thick and long antenna is attached to the wall, extending all the way up through the ceiling above the head.

board.

Although I don’t know which radio master came up with such a set of things, this thing can also be called a black radio station.

In later generations of China, this kind of equipment was usually used by scammers to set up on rooftops for illegal broadcasting, and illegally sold various counterfeit medicines with corn starch as the main ingredient in the name of the midnight emotional channel.

But it is obvious that the black radio station hidden here is not just a tool for selling wild medicine.

Look at another set that is also placed against the wall and placed next to the table, but it is a bc1000 radio used for company-level communications in the US military!

But without exception, these two sets of radio stations were all kept in a disassembled state. On the not-so-large table, there were also some tools and a few scrapped tubes scattered around, as well as several disassembled "National Radios"

.

Looking up at the top of his head, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, then placed the chair on the single bed, stepped on it carefully, and tried to push the roof.

But this time, the ceiling above his head did not move at all. Even after he got closer, he could vaguely smell the unique sour smell of fermented bird droppings.
To be continued...