I am afraid that Roosevelt and the others will have the same suspicion as James, because before telling the story, they also specially emphasized: "Mr. President, the'gas bathroom' I mentioned is not the kind of bathroom in the family, but similar to the public bathroom. , It can hold hundreds of people at a time. If you don’t understand anything in my next talk, you can ask questions at any time, and I will give you a detailed answer."

Hearing my explanation, James's face showed a sudden look, and then he translated what I just said to Roosevelt and the others.

I saw that several people were ready to listen, and then I recalled in my mind what I had seen about the Auschwitz concentration camp in film and television works or documents, and this began to resemble a story. Tell them everything I know: "...When the'death train' transporting Jews arrives at the station in Auschwitz, the people in the car will be driven out of the carriage by the SS, and they are not allowed to carry any belongings, and On the platform was forcibly arranged in two rows of men and women, next to the SS armed with live ammunition and led by the wolf dog.

There are also many military doctors in concentration camps waiting on the platform. Their responsibility is to conduct a simple screening and decide whether to send these people directly to the gas chamber to kill, or to become short-term forced labor.

Those who are ruled to be unable to work will be sent directly to Birkenau. Of course, these executioners would not let the victims know the truth before they slaughtered them. They would tell these people who will be sent into the gas chambers on the radio that they should go to the bathroom prepared for them under the guidance of the concentration camp guards. Taking a bath, while removing lice from your body, you can recover from the fatigue of the journey..."

"Please wait, Lida." Eleanor couldn't help interrupting me when she heard this. Ignoring Roosevelt's surprise gaze, they asked bluntly: "What I want to find out now is: Isn't it true that no Jews have doubted all of this, for example. Does no one care about the luggage they left on the train? "

Eleanor’s words made me stunned, thinking that I had never seen such a plot in the movie. But in order to convince her that what I said is true, I can only explain to her according to my own imagination: “As for the mountain of luggage piled up on the platform, some Jews are still worried. They want to look like military officers next to them. The SS raised their concerns. But these SS will tell them that there will be a cleaning team to sort the luggage later and send the luggage to their new residence. Hear this In reply, the Jews dispelled the only worry in his heart. Honestly, he followed the guards to the last'gas bath'."

When I said this, I stopped deliberately to see if they had any other questions. Seeing that everyone was listening attentively to my story, I continued and said: "People follow the guards towards the poisonous gas. When I walked to the room, I could see a sign on the road with the words'disinfection and sterilization' written on it, and the appearance of the gas chamber looked like a large wooden house with a grass roof, located in an apple orchard. There are thousands of houses like this in the Polish countryside, so their vigilance is once again reduced.

There is a neat arrow-shaped wooden sign on the door of the wooden house, which reads "Disinfection and sterilization is here." Not far away are several cabins for undressing. There are a number of Tesco on the wall, and below are benches lined up along the wall, which are used for hanging and folding clothes for Jews. The guards also pretended to be friendly to remind people to remember the number of their clothes hooks, so as not to find their own things when they came out.

In order to prevent these victims from having any doubts, slogans welcoming everyone to work in Auschwitz were written on the wall in various languages, and even the time for bathing 2 and precautions were written on the wall. In this situation, no one would think that they were already dying, and they were even fantasizing about how to live better in the new environment.

But when everyone enters the bathroom, the heavy iron door will be closed by the guards. And add a lock and seal on the outside. After all the lights in the bathroom went out, the rows of showers on the roof began to spray poison gas. Wait until the Jews in the bathroom realize that bad luck is coming. It's too late, that's it. Inside, they died helplessly and tragically one by one..."

Although I'm only talking about events in history, when I say this, I can't help but raise my voice because of my emotions.

"Oshanina, please control your emotions." After James translated my words to Roosevelt and the others, he reminded me quietly; "Otherwise I am worried that you will not be able to tell the whole story to Mr. President."

Maybe I understand that James is communicating with me. Harold, who doesn’t speak much, asked in a straightforward manner: "General Oshanina, please allow me to ask you a question: Who will be the corpses in the gas chamber? Come to clean up? From what I know about the Germans, they disdain to do such things; if they are prisoners in a concentration camp, don't they worry about the information leaking and causing riots in the camp?"

"Mr. Harold, you are right. The Germans don't bother to do this dirty work." I squeezed a smile at the secretary of state and said: "They use one selected from the concentration camp. The special unit formed by the strong labor force of the people who waited for the door of the gas chamber to open again, they would push the trolley into the room. First, flush the blood stains and feces on the ground with the faucet, and then lift the messy corpses. On the trolley, they were transported to the crematorium. Of course, before that, they dug a large pit nearby and threw all the corpses in to bury them. Later, because the entire groundwater in the area was contaminated, they switched to incineration. The bones that were not burnt after cremation were then fine-grained with a grinder, and then transported to the river by truck to be thrown away.

Only the leaks that you are worried about, Mr. Harold, are completely non-existent. Because of the labor of these special units, the Germans will be sent into the gas chamber every once in a while and replaced with a batch of newcomers. The Germans sought out the weak, easily scared, and hopeless people who were easily frightened by the cruel environment of Auschwitz from the concentration camps, gathered them together, and explained to them in straightforward terms. The work to be done in the future. If you are willing to cooperate, you will survive; otherwise, you will be shot on the spot. Although many people were shot because they refused to agree to the arrangement of the Germans, there are still people of this kind that the Germans need. "

"General Oshanina. I want to ask one more question." Roosevelt, with a serious expression, waited for James to translate my words, and asked slowly: "Is everything you said true?"

"Yes. Mr. President." After I said this, in order to prevent him from asking me the source of the news. So he first gave out the reasons he prepared: "Part of this information comes from the guards of the captured concentration camps, and part from the soldiers who surrendered. And I gathered all the information and added my own analysis to get it. The truth of the whole incident has been revealed. Please believe that everything I said is real."

After hearing what I said, Roosevelt asked noncommittal: "General Oshanina, do you think the prisoners of war and civilians brutally killed by the Germans in the concentration camps. How many people are there? One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, Five hundred thousand, six hundred thousand?"

Eleanor heard this question from Roosevelt and whispered, "My God!"

I shook my head, biting my molars and said, "Mr. President, this is Hitler’s organized and premeditated genocide. He wants to wipe all the Jews from this earth, so the slaughter will never It's a mere hundreds of thousands." When I saw the incredibly shocked expression on Eleanor's face, I took a deep breath and decisively said even more shocking statistics. "I conservatively estimate. The Germans are in a concentration camp. At least three million people died in the massacre."

"Three million?!" My words suppressed everyone in the house. After a while. Harold asked in astonishment: "General Oshanina, are you sure you didn't say the wrong number?"

"Yes, Mr. Secretary of State." I replied to Harold in a positive tone: "I said that my data are only conservative estimates. Maybe more people died in Nazi concentration camps."

"Impossible, it is impossible at all." Hearing my answer, Harold put his head like a rattle, and said repeatedly: "General Oshanina, you must be mistaken. Even the Germans. No matter how cruel it is, it is absolutely impossible to do such a dehumanizing thing. You know, three million people. What a terrifying existence that is."

While I was thinking about how to dispel Harold’s suspicion, Roosevelt in the wheelchair spoke again: "Dear Harold. I think what General Oshanina said is the truth."

Harold didn't expect Roosevelt to be so suddenly, he couldn't help being surprised: "Mr. President, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Roosevelt raised his hand to interrupt him, and said to himself: "I received a secret letter from British Prime Minister Churchill last week, which specifically mentioned: British intelligence. In February of this year, the department received a message from a Dutch intelligence agent, which reported in detail the Nazi mass murder of Jews. In this regard, Prime Minister Churchill was shocked by this tragic massacre, and at the same time found it difficult. Believe it."

"Dear Franklin," Eleanor waited for Roosevelt to finish his words, and said softly to him, "We have heard all kinds of gossip about the Nazi slaughter of Jews, but since there is no definite evidence, we It is impossible to publicly expose the Nazis’ viciousness. I would like to propose that Oshanina go to the parliament and tell all the parliamentarians what she said just now, so that they will understand that everything happened in the land under the rule of the Nazis. A shameful sin."

I went to Congress to speak. When I heard Eleanor’s proposal to Roosevelt, my eyes lit up. This is a golden opportunity. As long as I go, I will soon become famous in the United States.

Just when I decided that as long as Roosevelt asked me if I would like to speak in Congress, I agreed without hesitation, but saw Roosevelt shook his head and whispered to Eleanor: "No, this can't be done."

"Why?" Roosevelt's reaction not only surprised me, but even Eleanor was surprised. She asked strangely: "Franklin, why is this?"

"Although we are now allies with the Soviet Union, there are still many forces that hate Soviet Russia in Congress." Roosevelt patiently thought of Eleanor to explain: "If we rashly let Oshanina go to Congress, even if we I understand in my heart that everything she said is real, but those forces will still think that the facts Oshanina have said are a malicious frame of Germany. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I still don’t recommend it. Let Oshanina go to Congress to give a speech."

Hearing Roosevelt's words, although I understood his heart's difficulties, I still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. In order to prevent being discovered that I understood their conversation, I had to try to pretend to be nonchalant, turning my head and asking James: "Mr. James, does Prime Minister Churchill use letters every time he contacts with Mr. President?"

"It's not necessarily." James couldn't help but smile when he heard my naive question, and then said: "It depends on the specific situation. Some things can be said on the special line, and some can be telegrammed. There is only that. It’s especially important. Only when something is unclear on the phone or telegram will someone send a secret letter."

After a brief exchange between Eleanor and Roosevelt, they looked at me again and said apologetically: "Leda, I'm sorry, Mr. President and I have a few words to say temporarily, I left you out, hope Don’t mind~lightnovelpub.net~ Since I’m not far away from Roosevelt, Eleanor must know that she just had a conversation with Roosevelt, I should have heard a lot, even if I don’t understand English, but the conversation between the two My name appeared before. To prevent me from having any bad thoughts, she also specifically found a reason to explain to me: "I just discussed with Mr. President, let you accompany you to visit several hospitals in Washington tomorrow, no Know if you want to? "

Hearing what Eleanor said, I quickly got up from my seat and bowed slightly to her. At the same time, I said gratefully: "Madam, thank you for your trust in me. It is my honor to be able to accompany you on the inspection. I am happy to follow your arrangements."

"Lida, I'm so happy that you can promise to accompany my old lady on a walk outside." Eleanor said, stood up, walked to my side, and embraced me with open arms. After letting me go, she smiled again and said: "It's getting late, I'll let Mr. Harold send you back to the embassy." (To be continued.)

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