48 Hours a Day

The woman opposite the square table asked a few more questions, including why he appeared here, whether he was an accomplice, a communist, etc… Zhang Hengdu replied that he had not only wandered aimlessly in the forest over the past few days, but had thought about how to deal with the situation.

Therefore, the interviewer was not able to pick out any problems for a moment and a half. Zhang Hengcheng also received some information during the conversation, such as the name of the woman opposite her, her name was Maggie, a surgeon whose position had improved somewhat during this era by the feminist movement. However, female surgeons were still very rare, and Maggie had to leave her country after completing her studies. She had lived in Sweden for a long time and later served in a Finnish hospital.

When the war broke out, she did not choose to leave, but stayed here to become a volunteer and the only health care worker in the guerrilla group, while Aki, who had previously had a moustache, was a lieutenant in command of the guerrillas.

After asking those questions, Maggie glanced obliquely at Zhang Heng, lazy, "I know what you want, but I can't make up my mind. Go and wait where you were, and I'll tell Archie everything I heard. ”

Zhang Heng did not leave immediately, but asked again, "How is she? ”

“You said that the child... the delivery was timely, the surgery went smoothly, I gave her some blood, just arrived the day before a Swedish-supported anti-inflammatory drug, she will be fine, should wake up tomorrow morning.” Maggie didn't look up.

Zhang Heng could clearly perceive that she was somewhat distracted, but did not know whether it was about the guerrillas or her own affairs. Zhang Heng was also not able to ask, so he nodded his head and went back to the woodshed.

This time he waited significantly longer than the first time, when the sun rose, partisans brought him breakfast, including a bowl of hot venison soup, half a loaf of bread and blue berry jam.

This food is much better than the previous rations of Soviet soldiers, which is the advantage of native combat, where the guerrillas, while hiding in the deep mountains, receive constant supplies from nearby villages, and where the villagers will inform them of the movements of the Soviet army.

Zhang Heng fell into hiding these days and had not eaten well for a long time. He had done everything he could. It was useless to worry now, so he swept away what he was about to deliver. It was not until noon that Maggie appeared before him again.

“Unfortunately, we cannot send you to the rear of the front. The war is tense and we do not have enough men to do it. ”

“All you have to do is tell me the direction and give me some more supplies, and I can go by myself. ”

Maggie smiled.

Zhang Heng suddenly understood what the real reason was.

This time, the female doctor didn't go around the bend anymore, straightforwardly said, "Your identity and history are suspicious. Although there are no loopholes in it, the vast majority of them cannot be verified. More importantly, you know where the guerrilla strongholds are, and we can't just let you go. ”

Zhang Hengyuan.

“Archie is a more troublesome person, and although it may not be fair to you, since we cannot rule out the possibility that you are a Soviet spy at the moment, then it is the easiest option to kill you. Dead people are everywhere in the war, dumping your body anywhere, and no one will know who did it.” Margiton seemed to want to see the look of fear in someone's face, but the latter's reaction disappointed her.

Zhang Heng knew that if he was really facing the worst results, it should be the guerrillas who appeared outside the door, not Maggie, the doctor and translator.

“The good news is that kid's been talking to you.” Maggie continues, "I have never seen her say so much since the day I met her, and she assures you that Archie is willing to give you an opportunity to prove with practical action whether she is a friend or an enemy of the Finnish people. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Congratulations, you are now a member of the guerrillas, and the child is just short of a partner, so you can act together when she's hurt.” Female doctor Yu Yu.

Zhang Heng knew that this was the best condition he could get so far. He was a little far from what he expected, but he had no right to refuse. The threat in Maggie's previous statement was obvious. If he disagreed, there was only one way to go.

Zhang Heng did not know whether his situation had improved or worse. The good news was that he now had a security position and a strong partner who could provide logistical supplies. Zhang Heng had seen the shooting methods of female snipers. However, he never doubted the strength of the latter, but the bad news was that he was completely involved in this war, and was forced from a bystander to become a participant. Given the situation he would have to face next, the hazard coefficient undoubtedly rose in a straight line.

Until then, he had never received any military training, as may be seen by the officer with the mustache, but the other party still made such a request, without any further thought.

Zhang Heng didn't say anything more, just asked Maggie, "I didn't shoot, can I practice first? ”

“Of course, it is a reasonable requirement until the child is rehabilitated, as long as you do not leave the camp.” The female doctor was somewhat surprised at Zhang Heng's calm. She found herself a little confused with the young man. She seemed to have maturity completely out of line with her age. In the face of such a dilemma, she was able to remain rational and quickly recognize the reality. Instead, she gave Maggie a little interest.

“What kind of weapon do you want to practice, M28? Sommy M31? Well, this is hard to get, but we still have DP28 light machine guns in our arsenal from those Soviets..."

“I'll try the rifle and the pistol first, if that's okay.” Zhang Heng, from the standpoint of self-preservation, although powerful, the machine guns and assault rifles are also highly dynamic and belong to the enemy's priority target on the battlefield. He does not want to be such an outgoing bird. The number of enemies killed is meaningless to him, not to mention the fate of this war.

“Besides shooting, you'd better practice skiing. The snow is thick in the mountains this season, and if you're hiking, it's much faster than stepping on a ski, which could save your life at a critical time.” Maggie lit another cigarette, adding.

This is a very reliable suggestion, the snowboards are almost standard for guerrillas, and the high mobility makes it easy for them to come and go, making it extremely difficult for them to be surrounded by enemies.