On the afternoon of May 31, 1943, near 1:30, the Lenin District, the southeast corner of the Sevastopol Fortress.

Eight Gas Trucks drove out from the middle of the fortress and drove all the way to the suburbs with smoke and dust, and stopped beside an abandoned three-story building.

Captain Chernenko of the People's Committee of the Internal Affairs was wearing a blue brimmed hat and a Bobosha 41 submachine gun in his hand. He jumped out of the truck first and took a group of NKVD soldiers to walk to the front line.

The defenders stationed here had received the order in advance, and immediately accepted them and pointed them out the way to the front line.

Arriving at the forefront of the defense line, Captain Chernenko's subordinates jumped into the trench on the roadside, while the young captain drilled into a house converted into a machine gun bunker on the roadside, and used a telescope to observe the enemy's defense line in the distance through the windows of the house.

It was very quiet, and the Germans were still very trustworthy. From morning to now, the elusive shells that had been landed in various calibers before did not fall down again.

According to the order he received, the Germans will hand over the prisoners from here starting from 2:00 p.m.

The task of himself and his subordinates is to accept the prisoners and check whether there are any German spies among the prisoners to prevent the Germans from committing any conspiracy.

While waiting anxiously, time passed by minute by minute. When it was approaching 10:50, some movement appeared on the German positions in the distance.

A slender branch stretched out from the window of a two-story building with almost half of its roof. A piece of white cloth was tied to the top of the branch. The branches kept shaking left and right in the air, causing the white flag to flutter in the wind.

The Germans were still very punctual and started to act so early. Captain Chernenko cheered up and stared at the movements of the German positions opposite.

After the white flag was swaying left and right outside the window for a while, two figures walked out of the door of the second floor, and the man holding the white flag was in front of him, and another man followed behind and walked straight along the road towards the position where Captain Chernenko was.

When the two of them were about to reach the Soviet position, the German officer walking behind raised his hands and signaled that he had no weapons in his hand.

Captain Chernenko walked to the roadside and welcomed the arrival of the two Germans with four subordinates.

When the two Germans walked in front of him, the captain's head tilted and his subordinates walked forward, touching the two Germans from the waist and then on their legs, and then retreating.

The German walking behind was wearing a yellow, green and brown camouflage uniform, an m35 steel helmet, and had confirmed his eyes with Captain Chernenko, knowing that he had found the right person.

After saluting each other, the German officer said in Russian: "I am Major Lorentz of the German Navy, and I will hand over the prisoners to you by General Ohm's order. The prisoners have been sent, can we start?"

"The captives were divided into several batches, and the number of each batch should not be too large." Captain Chernenko said.

"Okay, I'll let you go back and notify them right away." Major Lorentz said.

Major Lorentz asked the first-class private holding the white flag to return to the position to report the news. Soon, a group of figures surged out from the German-occupied building complex.

The first group of released prisoners was more than a hundred. Captain Chernenko and Major Lorentz stood side by side on the road, watching the prisoners heading towards their positions.

As the prisoners approached, Captain Chernenko's vigilant eyes swept across the prisoners.

Most of these prisoners were dressed in rags, covered in dust, and their expressions were exhausted and a hint of excitement.

The sailors in black uniforms and the army in yellow and green uniforms were the largest, and there were two soldiers in the People's Committee of the Internal Affairs in blue uniforms.

Captain Chernenko's eyes fell on the two NKVD warriors. One of the two men's right eyes was wrapped in white gauze. His left arm supported a soldier curled up with his right leg, and he jumped with his left leg to jump forward.

Seeing these two people, Captain Chernenko could not stop his eyes from being sore.

With tears in his eyes, the captain quickly walked into the crowd and stopped the two people.

"Philip, Vladimir, you are still alive, it's great that everyone thinks you have sacrificed."

Two NKVD soldiers also recognized their old comrade Captain Chernenko, and the three of them sighed to be able to meet again after the disaster.

The three of them exchanged greetings, known as Philip, and the warrior with white gauze blindfolded his right eye suddenly changed his face, and his facial features twisted and said, "Do you have toilet paper?"

"What?" Captain Chernenko was stunned.

"I want to go to the bathroom and give me toilet paper," Philip said.

The captain hurriedly took out an empty cigarette box from his pocket and handed it to Philip. Philip looked at the cigarette box helplessly, raised his hand and handed the lame Vladimir to Captain Chernenko, and found a secluded place to go to the bathroom.

"Philip has had diarrhea since this morning, and the Germans don't even give him a toilet paper. It's really hard for him," Vladimir said.

This is not a place to speak. Let his subordinates search all the released prisoners, and the two old comrades are no exception. After the search, all the prisoners are led deep into the fortress for identification.

The figures of the first batch of prisoners have not disappeared yet, and the second batch of prisoners have walked out of the German position and walked step by step towards the Soviet position.

Captain Chernenko's eyes swept over the captive group and roughly determined that there were more than 100 prisoners, and at least half of them were wounded.

The worst wounded man was lying on a stretcher. Four soldiers were carrying the stretcher. Next to him was a soldier with a left arm in plaster and a white gauze hanging on his chest. The soldier held a little bottle with a drip in his right hand, and the infusion tube was connected to the stretcher from the drip bottle.

Seeing this scene, Captain Chernenko began to believe in his heart that the Germans really sent these prisoners back to the fortress for humanitarian purposes.

Captain Chernenko and his subordinates were still able to search the second group of released prisoners, and then take them to the depths of the fortress for identification.

The third batch of prisoners appeared, and the number was still more than one hundred, followed by the fourth batch and the fifth batch...

When the tenth group of prisoners appeared in sight, Captain Chernenko finally couldn't bear it and asked Major Lorentz: "Mr. Major, how many prisoners are there not released?"

"I don't know, I'll know when my subordinates come back. He will return here with the last group of prisoners." Major Lorentz said.

In the end, Captain Chernenko and his subordinates took over twenty groups of prisoners.

When Major Lorentz left, he threw a word that made Captain Chernenko stunned.

"Sir Captain, please tell General Petrov that we will continue tomorrow at 8:30 am."

Twenty minutes later, Major General Petrov's command exclaimed.

"You say it again, how many people are there?"

Captain Chernenko stood upright in front of Major General Petrov and accepted the Major General's gaze.

"There are twenty people released in total, a total of 3,014 people, about two-thirds of which are wounded. The Germans also said that at 8:30 tomorrow morning, they will continue to release prisoners and ask us to accept them on time."

"There are still tomorrow? What is the number?" asked Major General Petrov.

"I don't know, nor does the German who came to hand over the handover."

"Okay, I get it. You go out first. Remember to closely monitor the actions of the release personnel."

After Captain Chernenko left, Major General Petrov stroked his smooth forehead and pondered.

The actions of the Germans seem to reveal a strange atmosphere, and there must be some conspiracy hidden in it, what exactly do they want to do?

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Sarabas Village, Germany's 12th Army Command.

Major Lorentz returned safely and reported to General Heinrich and Major General Ohm. General Heinrich and Major General Ohm laughed.

Admiral Heinrich said: "The Russians have received so many wounded people who only consume but have no output, and those prisoners who seem to be injured but have colds, diarrhea and pneumonia. Their originally few medicines should be consumed faster. When their medicines are consumed, how many days can they last?"

Major General Ohm followed and said: "In the days to come, new prisoners will be stuffed into the fortress every day. The fortress is completely surrounded, and the food and medicines inside are consumed but not supplemented. More and more people will soon eat their food, use up all their medicines, and spread them some infectious diseases such as influenza and acute gastroenteritis. At that time, their soldiers will be hungry and cannot even hold their guns. At most fifteen days, they will come out and surrender themselves."
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