There is a town below the mountain. If the children are caught, they should be sent there for temporary detention? Only dead horses can go and see it. Lei Zhenyun, who made up his mind, changed into a German uniform of the dead, found a route without a single person, and ran down the mountain. However, before entering the town, he hid all the supplies on his back in the grass and brought only a pistol into the town.

The town is not big or small. The ancient stone roads and ancient houses built with bricks and stones can even see the historical atmosphere here by Lei Zhenyun. There are many shops on the street, but the largest number are sausage shops and beer halls. Lei Zhenyun got a lot of money from several German soldiers, so he looked at the sign and walked into a beer hall, ordered a glass of beer and sausage bread, sat on the table at the bottom of the wall and started eating and chewing.

It is the easiest thing to get news in a tavern. As a topic of conversation, any things that are born in this small town will be magnified by the people in the tavern. Even if the news is fake, at least you can find it yourself.

He was not very good at German, so while eating and drinking slowly, he distinguished every word. He heard the news that a large number of soldiers were transferred into the mountain, and that someone had escaped from Buhenwald, but he never heard anyone talking about the five children. This made him feel a little anxious. Just as he picked up the tin beer glass and wanted to sip it, his elbow was suddenly hit, and the full glass of beer immediately shook and spilled his face.

This collision made him angry and suddenly angry. He just said that China was scolding him. But after he cursed, he realized that he was wrong and could not cause trouble. At this time, he had to endure the loss. He hurriedly raised his glass to the big man who bumped into him and nodded again. The big man couldn't understand Chinese, so he left without taking it seriously. But when he left, a young German officer with golden eyes and baby face looked at Lei Zhenyun with interest. After a while, he sat in front of Lei Zhenyun with his beer and a plate of snacks, and said with a smile: "Chinese?"

Lei Zhenyun was stunned and was so nervous that he almost took out the gun because he found out that the boy was speaking Chinese and had a little accent from some unknown place. After he tried to calm down, Lei Zhenyun nodded and smiled, "Yes, do you understand Chinese?"

The baby-faced boy laughed and said, "The flowers in the southern suburbs, the grass in the western suburbs, and the monks from Yuelu Mountain run all over the streets. I grew up in Changsha and studied in Yuelu Primary School for four years. Where are you from?"

Lei Zhenyun had an inexplicable favor for the German young man with golden baby face in front of him. Maybe it was because of his approachable expression and his likable baby face, so he also smiled and said, "My hometown is from Peking, and later moved to Hainan Island."

The baby-faced smiled in shock and said, "Beiping? That's the old Beijing city. There is an old Peking noodles next to our primary school. I can't walk after school by smelling the sauce smell. There are also fried stomachs, Beijing Bazi, and Beijing Bazi are delicious."

Lei Zhenyun also loved to eat fried noodles from Lao Peiping. After hearing him say that, he couldn't help but nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, they all taste delicious."

Babyface smiled and reached out and said, "My name is Erich Hartman. I am a fighter pilot. Hello."

Lei Zhenyun was stunned for a moment, and reached out to hold it and smiled, "My name is Lei Zhenyun, I am... an infantryman."

Baby-faced Hartman looked up and down at Lei Zhenyun and smiled: "Why... have you... been to Germany to join the army?"

Lei Zhenyun also smiled and said, "That's fine, you can eat fried noodles in China, so don't you allow me to join the army in Germany?"

Hartman smiled and waved his hand, "Just, I went to China with my parents when I was a child. They opened a clinic in Changsha and did not leave China until they were 10 years old. I like China and there are many good friends there."

Lei Zhenyun smiled and said, "No wonder you speak so well in Chinese."

Hartman raised his head arrogantly and said, "I can also recite the entire "Analects of Confucius" and the "Tao Te Ching". My dad said that traditional Chinese medicine is a very mysterious subject. If you want to learn traditional Chinese medicine well, you must first learn the "Tao Te Ching".

Lei Zhenyun didn't know whether what Hartman said was true or false. He also memorized the Tao Te Ching under the guidance of his grandfather, but he really didn't associate it with traditional Chinese medicine. His main problem now is that he was so chaotic that he wouldn't ask himself why he was in the army in Germany, so he asked him: "Then why didn't you become a doctor like your father? China really lacks good doctors."

Hartman laughed and said, "I prefer the way my mother pointed me to, she taught me to fly the plane."

Lei Zhenyun said in surprise: "Your mother taught you how to fly the plane? She...she is so amazing."

Hartman said proudly: "Of course, my mother also founded a flying club. It's time to talk about you. How could you come to Germany to join the army?"

Lei Zhenyun took advantage of this time to make up the lies, so he smiled at him and said, "I am the descendant of Chinese workers living in Europe during the last World War. I was born in China and later came to Germany with my family."

Hartman frowned and said, "How could you come to Germany? I know the group of Chinese workers who came to Europe 20 years ago, but the Chinese who stayed in Europe went to Britain and France. As defeated countries, Germany did not come from the victorious countries."

Lei Zhenyun smiled and said, "Didn't this make a lot of money in Germany? China and Germany cooperate the most, so there are many translators needed. My father is German translator and is at Siemens."

In fact, these things were known when Lei Zhenyun talked to Mengerdong on the submarine, and it happened to be used today. Hartman nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, I understand when you talk about Siemens, but... how could you be the SS? Or the Yuanqi team?" After that, he pointed to the Yuanqi team daggers that Lei Zhenyun had on his waist.

Lei Zhenyun really didn't expect the other party to ask this question. He didn't even know what the Yuanqi team was, and he didn't know that he was wearing the Yuanqi team's uniform. So Lei Zhenyun, who didn't know how to answer, asked back: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Hartman thought for a while and laughed: "No, there is no problem at all."
Chapter completed!