Chapter 1: Large Zongzi and Small Zongzi

The butterfly flutters its wings in Dunkirk, and the balance of war quietly shifts

Although his movements were somewhat slow, Logan managed to reach the restroom without incident. Just as he took out his member, he couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

At a critical moment, a pair of large hands supported Logan, and at the same time, a massive "weapon" struck mercilessly against his right cheek

Alright! It's the damn year 1940, and I've traveled back in time! I've become a German, ready to blow up the British and French, and then I'm sent to the icy, snowy Russia, where I have to shout "Long live the little mustache!" before being frozen solid? What a joke!

Well! If this is not a dream, then I am a German now

Logan's voice suddenly trembled, "Oh my goodness, this physique, this weight, this stability, it completely has the potential to compete for the Olympic women's discus champion. To borrow an old advertising slogan: this is the VIP among women, the fighter among nurses, oh no, it should be the bomber among nurses, and at least at the level of a B-17 'Flying Fortress'"

The formidable female nurse cheerfully said while helping Logan into a gray shirt, "Oh, you need to go to the bathroom! Is it a number one or a number two? If it's a number one, you can just use the chamber pot under the bed! It's no problem!"

Logan was diligently searching through his fading memories, studying in Austria, adapting to a new life, making new friends, and participating in a skydiving club

A glimmer of light finally appeared in the darkness, and my body seemed to regain some sensation after the pain had numbed it. With great difficulty, I opened my eyelids, which felt as if they had been crushed by a truck. The terrifying scenes of hell did not materialize; instead, a white ceiling reflected a somewhat glaring light.

chuckle

Looking around, several neatly folded military uniforms from hetushu.com were placed under the small wooden cabinet by the bedside. Logan awkwardly managed to put on the long pants, directing his unfamiliar limbs. At that moment, a terrifying voice came from behind:

Ah ... ...

Logan stifled a laugh, but tears could not help but stream from his eyes. The person seemed to realize something and suddenly glanced over at Logan.

Putting away the enhanced version of his little brother, Logan hurried to the sink to look in the mirror. Upon seeing his new appearance, he couldn't help but exclaim again! Goodness, his head was wrapped in layer upon layer of bandages, just short of covering his eyes. What has this become? An Indian fellow? Or a super invincible zongzi head?

What is happening to me

Logan tried to raise his hands; these were not his hands. His hands were not this large, and there was not this much hair on his arms. The skin tone was also incorrect. It seemed that he had now become another person

The sun is setting in the west, and a few fluffy clouds are leisurely drifting in the azure sky. A white bird flies overhead without a care. Surrounding this church-like building, tall trees with lush foliage stand upright, while large clusters of shrubs, verdant grass, and children riding bicycles on the path ahead create a scene that is vibrant, tranquil, and harmonious

Logan struggled to sit up, and most of the single beds around him were occupied by people. Directly opposite him, a figure dressed in a World War II German uniform, with his arms heavily bandaged, was forcing an ugly smile at him

Lieutenant? Is it a local dialect?

Time does not allow Logan to think too much: Forget it, let's go over and have a chat, and act according to the situation!

If it weren't for seeing some wounded soldiers sitting in the shade of the trees, Logan truly could not discern how such beautiful scenery is related to the brutal nature of war

Well, there is a point!

Turning my head to the left, a whole row of white single beds comes into view. From the furnishings here, it seems to be inside a traditional European church, but it appears to have been arranged as a field hospital

Is this the paradise of winged angels? Or is it a hospital with angels dressed in cute uniforms

Hans, you are awake

Very vulgar and violent

This somewhat coarse voice lacks any aesthetic appeal, and combined with the round and smooth face, the neck reminiscent of a "Michelin Man," and the body akin to a door panel, it completely subverts Logan's favorable impression of an 'angel'

Logan was at a loss, feeling bewildered. This guy seemed familiar, but if he asked anything, he would surely be unable to respond. What should he do? Pretend to have amnesia? Would that lead to being deemed mentally unfit and expelled from the military or placed in reserve? Being a soldier was undoubtedly dangerous, but at least in these tumultuous times, he wouldn't have to worry about food and shelter

Oh... how terrible! Logan barely squeezed out a few syllables from his throat. Having lived in Germany for two years, he had no problem with normal conversation, but he suddenly realized that this nurse, who was very stable in her demeanor, had just referred to him as "Lieutenant"

A sense of inexplicable suspension awakened Logan, was this a dream

Uncertain of how long he had been in a stupor, when Logan awoke, the pain that felt as if thousands of steel needles were simultaneously piercing his head caused him to convulse violently, like a fish that had not yet fully died.

Hans?" That person called out again

Logan considers himself someone who inherently seeks stimulation and excitement, but this time the joke seems to have gone a bit too far

The more he thought about m.hetushu.com, the more Logan felt his mind was in a muddle. After an unknown amount of time, a sudden urge to urinate struck him, forcing him to seriously consider the physiological issues of reality

Logan let out a long sigh of relief, raised his head, and found several brothers around him casting sympathetic glances from their beds

Thank you, I can manage on my own! By the way... where is the restroom?

Holding the unfamiliar large object, Logan uncomfortably expelled a liquid that carried a medicinal scent, indicating that he had likely endured quite a few injections in the past few days

Hello, Lieutenant, you are awake! How do you feel

Slowly lifting the thin blanket covering me, I found that I was only wearing a pair of gray checkered shorts. Damn! That fat nurse didn't take advantage of me while I was unconscious, did she!

Logan suddenly felt a splitting pain in his head

The chubby hand came rushing in like a thief in the night, swiftly zipping up Logan's pants zipper in one quick motion

The person with the missing front teeth, whose mouth seemed to be somewhat leaky, said: "May 20, Monday"

Breathing in the exceptionally fresh air, Logan temporarily forgot all his doubts and worries, slowly walking along the gravel path in his slippers. Habitually turning left at the first fork in the road, he suddenly saw a person sitting with their back against a large tree

Is this really a time of war

battlefield

Measured by the standards of military enthusiasts, Logan may not even be worthy of the label "pseudo." Fortunately, he has some interest in history and has read quite a bit of "street literature."

Without waiting for Logan to think further, the nurse, wearing a dark nurse's cap and an old-fashioned vest over her dress, poked his arm with her chubby finger and asked, "Do you feel anything?"

Uh ... ...

This does not suffice to answer the doubts in Logan's heart, but he did not directly ask, "What year is it tonight?" Instead, he cleverly took a roundabout approach: "Oh! Has anything significant happened these days? I feel like I have been asleep for a long time!"

Having said that, she turned around and walked away, swaying her ample hips.

Although Logan is no longer an innocent young man, having to urinate in public, especially in front of such a robust lady who walks with a powerful stride, is far more challenging than skydiving blindfolded

"What is today's date?" he asked the guy in the opposite bunk in German

Logan couldn't help but laugh, because the guy next to him, who was also wearing a gray shirt and military pants, had a bandage on his head that was even thicker than his own, making him look like a super invincible giant rice dumpling

Cold sweat broke out on Logan's forehead

Alright, the restroom is just ahead on the left. After you are done, please do not wander around. I will come to give you an injection in ten minutes! Be good now!

Upon closer inspection, there was still a slight sense of comfort in my heart: this sharply defined face was sunny and handsome, striking yet not lacking in grace. Although it fell somewhat short of my original appearance, it would have to suffice—Logan thought shamelessly

Thank you... thank you! I can do it; it's just that lying down for too long has made my legs a bit numb!" Logan hurriedly explained

Oh, Lieutenant, how did you get up! Come, come, don't move, I will help you

I think I'm fine now; it's good to get up and move around!" Logan forced himself to take a couple of steps forward, but his long legs simply would not cooperate. He stumbled and unexpectedly fell forward.

Logan suddenly recalled a post he saw online: a British woman almost suffocated her boyfriend during intimate moments due to her large breasts! From an Eastern perspective, this story seems rather exaggerated, but in Europe, there are indeed quite a number of such "fierce" women

Stepping out of the restroom, I found that my hands and feet were more obedient than ever. Looking at the brilliant sunlight and the swaying greenery outside the door, I decided to forget what the fat woman had just said about the injection and wobbled my way out the door.

Do I know him

Just now, I presented the "Tofu Gift Pack," and the remarkably composed nurse smiled gently: "Hey, look at your shy appearance. Haven't you seen a woman in several months?"

Damn it

The chubby fingers lingered on Logan's head for a moment, "Don't worry, the doctor said that aside from the severe impact to the head, the other areas are at most just a bit bruised. You'll be fine once you wake up! Before long, you'll be back on the battlefield, full of energy!"

Oh my! This "Fortress in the Sky" truly lives up to its reputation

Logan tried to twist his neck, but found it as stiff and powerless as his limbs. After struggling for a long time, he wearily gave up. At that moment, a large round face came into view, nearly causing this unfortunate fellow's heart to leap out of his chest.

Major events? Major events happen every day! It is said that General Guderian and his armored divisions can already see the English Channel, and the Allied forces will soon find themselves surrounded by us. The war will be over in just a few weeks! This time, we are certain to win!

The last fragment in my memory is jumping out of an old transport plane. For some reason, the parachute cords, which had been carefully checked before departure, were tightly tangled together, and the parachute failed to open completely. In this situation, Logan could only watch helplessly as he plummeted towards the ground at an extremely dangerous speed

"Take a good rest!" that rough female voice said in a feigned gentle tone