Chapter 303
During the Great Patriotic War, as the capital of Ukraine and the center of the two Battles of Kiev, the entire city of Kiev was destroyed quite thoroughly. Most importantly, when the Germans evacuated here, they also carried out targeted explosions throughout the city, so most of the old buildings were destroyed.
After the Soviets liberated Kiev, especially after Khrushchev was reappointed as the First Secretary of Ukraine, the reconstruction of Kiev was launched in full swing. This reconstruction was not carried out bit by bit, but was carried out in full swing within the old urban area. During the entire construction work, the urban construction department used a large number of German prisoners of war and former members of the Russian Liberation Army.
On Taras Shevchenko Street, in a three-story building that survived the war, in a room on the second floor near the eastern end, Yuri clenched the white ankles in his hands and hugged the straight long legs that he coveted so much in his arms, breathing rapidly and speeding up the swinging of his body, until after a tremor, he slowly slowed down.
Angelica, who was lying on her back, had a flushed face, and her sexy collarbone rose and fell rapidly with the rhythm of her breathing. Her watery eyes were fixed on Yuri's sweaty face, and faint moans came out of her throat little by little. The lewd tone of her voice made people crazy.
As the saying goes, a long separation is better than a new marriage. Although the two have not yet married, they have been separated for a long enough time. Therefore, after arranging a temporary place for Yuri to stay, the two of them couldn't wait to get together. As for whether it was appropriate to do such a thing in a place like the "Volunteer Association for Supporting the Army and Navy", neither of them considered it.
After a long time, Yuri climbed up from Angelica's soft body, walked barefoot to the window, took out a pack of cigarettes from the coat hanging on the hanger, lit one directly, then opened the curtains a little, and looked out the window downstairs while smoking.
On the street outside the window, new roads are being laid, and some new buildings are being built on both sides of the road. From this position, you can see a large number of workers with ragged clothes and dirty faces working on the construction sites everywhere. Needless to say, these people are German soldiers or prisoners of war from Germany's vassal countries who participated in the city reconstruction plan. They are still wearing the uniforms they wore when they were captured. If you don't look closely, you can't tell what these uniforms originally looked like.
These guys were all pale and skinny, their tattered clothes were as loose as cloaks, and their exposed arms and legs were as thin as hemp stalks. Without a doctor, anyone could diagnose that among their many ailments, malnutrition was definitely one of them.
Recently, the newly established governments of Romania, Czechoslovakia and other countries have been negotiating with Moscow, hoping to get their prisoners back to serve their sentences. However, such requests were rejected by Comrade Molotov without exception. In his words, these prisoners of war brought great pain and losses to the Soviet Union and the Soviet people. Therefore, they cannot be released until they have redeemed their crimes.
So, how can they atone for their sins? Of course, labor is the only option.
Yuri fully agreed with Comrade Molotov's view. He believed that a time limit could be set for the labor reform of these prisoners of war, for example, ten years. After ten years, those who were still alive could return home.
Don't think about the question of humanity or inhumanity, let alone the question of morality or immorality. The Chinese people have a saying: It is better to die with dignity than to live in misery. If we treat these prisoners of war who invaded our country's territory and killed our citizens with humanity and morality, it would be the greatest inhumanity and the most immoral to our citizens - there is no doubt about this, I believe that those citizens who died in the war would agree with this view.
There were rustling sounds of footsteps behind him, and a moment later, a warm and smooth body pressed against Yuri's back, and a pair of arms reached out from behind and hugged his chest. At the same time, the two plump and smooth breasts pressed against his back made his heart tremble again.
"What are you looking at?" Angelica asked softly, standing on tiptoe and resting her chin on Yuri's left shoulder.
"Nothing," Yuri said with a smile, reaching one hand behind her back and kneading her plump buttocks.
Angelica didn't say anything else, but just hugged him quietly.
"Beep, beep..." A sharp and piercing whistle came from outside the window. Looking in the direction where the sound came from, I saw three trucks slowly driving along the street.
The prisoners who were still working stopped their work and rushed towards the direction where the trucks were coming from like crazy. Soon, the street was crowded with people, with the three trucks as the center. The scene was so dense and dark that it was a spectacular one.
Countless dirty hands were raised in the air, stretching as far as they could, as if they wished they could be several meters longer, stretching all the way to the truck. People crowded near the truck tried to climb onto the truck, and those who were blocked outside used all their strength to squeeze in. In the end, even the truck was shaking, as if it would flip over at any time.
The Soviet soldiers on the truck kicked and hit with the butts of their rifles, knocking down those who tried to climb onto the truck. Several young men in plain clothes threw loaves of bread under the truck as if they were feeding fish. Every loaf of bread thrown down would cause a commotion among the crowd.
It was not until the young men threw the bread off the truck that Yuri realized that it was time for the prisoners to eat. However, he didn't know how many people could actually fill their stomachs with this way of eating.
People have no dignity when they are hungry, because everyone knows that if they are really starved to death, they will look even more undignified. As for why the prisoner guards used this method to feed the prisoners, the reason is not difficult to guess: first of all, they did not want to feed the prisoners, because once these guys were full, they would think about things they shouldn't think about. In addition, this is also a means of survival of the fittest . Labor naturally requires those who are strong and healthy. As for those who are weak and weak, they cannot survive in this environment. Letting them die early can also save food.
"Yuri," Angelia behind him tightened her arms, kissed Yuri's shoulders twice with her soft lips , and whispered, "Let's get married."
Yuri's heart trembled, and he no longer had the heart to watch the farce of feeding the prisoners outside the window. He turned around and looked at the woman who was so close.
To be honest, Yuri has always been indifferent to the issue of marriage. This is the Soviet Union, not China. Moreover, he is a man with no parents but still in power. Here, no one will urge him to get married all day long, and no one dares to say anything to him about marriage. Therefore, he has no pressure, and likewise, no motivation.
But then again, he was not opposed to getting married. Although he did not have any deep feelings for the woman in front of him, he did not mind starting a family with her. From another perspective , if it were in his previous life, he would not even be able to touch a woman like Angelia.
Seeing that he remained silent, Angelica even held her breath. She didn't know what kind of answer the other party would give her. The probability of success or failure was only 50-50.
After about two or three minutes, many thoughts flashed through Yuri's mind, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't figure out what these thoughts were. In the end, he simply put all these random thoughts behind him, nodded slightly, and smiled: "Okay, you choose a time."
When the word "OK" came out of his mouth, Angelica's mind went blank. She widened her eyes in disbelief, covered her mouth with one hand, made two inexplicable , and then threw herself into Yuri's arms and kissed him madly on the face.
Yuri put his arms around her slender waist and let her go crazy for a while, just with a faint smile on his face and without saying a word.
After kissing him randomly on the face for nearly a minute, Angelica finally stopped. She blushed and said excitedly, "How about today? We can go and register first."
"Today?" Yuri was stunned and said subconsciously.
"Yes, today," Angelica now just wanted to finalize this matter as soon as possible. Although she didn't know the saying "the longer the night, the more dreams you have", she understood this truth.
"We don't need to have a lavish wedding," she said, hugging Yuri's waist tightly. "We just need to register and get together with a few friends."
Yuri thought about it and did not reject her proposal. Since they had already decided to get married, there was no need to worry about the time. As for the wedding, he was a member of the Bolshevik Party and so was Angelica. Therefore, their wedding would not be held in a church. At most, they would hold a banquet and receive blessings from relatives and friends.
However, marriage registration is a must. The Soviet Union’s marriage and household registration system has been implemented since the October Revolution. It is similar to China’s system. After all, China’s marriage and household registration system was borrowed from the Soviet Union.
"Then we'll go register this afternoon," Yuri nodded and said, "But the wedding will have to wait until I return from Western Ukraine. How about we hold the wedding in Moscow?"
Angelica didn't say anything either, but leaned forward again and kissed his neck with her pink lips.
Yuri looked at her, watching her kissing his neck, chest, and then sliding down to his belly, and in his heart he just thought: This woman is going to be my wife.
