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When the soldiers came here, everything here seemed unaffected by the war. There were lush woods everywhere on both sides of the Meuse River, and French country buildings were scattered among the golden fields. Everything here was quiet.

It was peaceful, but in the end, as the war progressed, the peaceful life was interrupted. Although this was not a main battlefield, the battle was still going on around Versailles.

The cruel war made the people here feel for the first time that this winter was completely different from the countless winters they had spent in the countryside before. The war changed many lives and also changed the landscape here.

The lush woods along the Meuse River have long since disappeared. Even when the French came here, the woods along the river were still lush and lush, but at this moment, there are only some incomplete tree stumps standing there.

The ground was completely turned upside down. After winter arrived, strong winds swept snowflakes, covering the bare ground, wrapping the stumps of trees, and covering up the cannons. The path leading to the public toilets behind the trenches also

disappeared.

The war has already changed everything here.

Later, Ryan Poingale returned to the town. Through the window of the manor in the town where the officers rested, he looked at the heavy snow falling outside. Ryan Poingale and a friend asked for a bottle of Aspen

The heavy snow is still falling slowly, and Ryan Poingale and his colleagues all know that this year's war may begin after the snow ends.

But they don't know where it will start. In fact, no one knows whether they will launch the attack or the Germans will launch the attack. There are always discussions of this kind and that among the officers. In fact, in the past,

Throughout the year, neither the French nor the British were able to break through the German positions, and the Germans were also unable to break through the French or British defensive positions. The battle line was never broken by either side. Ryan?

Poincaré and his colleagues all know that if the war continues to be in such a stalemate, perhaps when the next winter comes, the war will still be going on, and for both sides, the only result may be that they have to wait until next year.

Fighting.

Captain Alfres, a friend of Ryan Poingale, saw the priest walking cautiously through the street. He knocked on the window to greet him. The priest smiled when he saw Ryan Poingale and his colleagues.

, Alfres motioned for him to come in, and he shook his head and left. That night, after eating noodles, the captain made another joke about the priest.

The priest was young and blushing. Like Ryan Poingale and the others, he was wearing a military uniform. The only difference from other military ranks was that on the shoulder straps of his gray military uniform were two crosses.

"The priest is with the girls today."

As Captain Alrez spoke, he looked at the priest and then at Ryan Puingale. The priest smiled, flushed and shook his head.

"Even with girls. I pray for them!"

Because Captain Alfres often embarrassed him and often made fun of him, he already knew how he should respond.

"Pray for her?"

Captain Alfreds added:

"I saw the pastor with the girls today. It seemed that they were closer to God at that time. Well, maybe it can be said that God was in their bodies."

As soon as the captain finished speaking, there was laughter all around. They were closer to God. God was in their bodies. It was a shame that the captain could remember.

"God, God is with them..."

The priest who was not aware of the "trap" was about to agree, but then he realized the captain's conspiracy. God left them closer and was still in their bodies. This basically meant that he and those women...

"No. Not really."

The chaplain argued, and the others were amused by the chaplain's embarrassment, and in fact, it seemed to them a source of fun to watch the captain play a joke on the chaplain.

"The pastor is not with girls."

Then Captain Alfred continued.

"Priests never hang out with girls."

He explained to Ryan Poingale. He filled up Ryan Poingale's glass with wine and stared at Ryan Poingale intently. Then he turned to the priest and stared at him as well.

he.

"The chaplain handles five to one man every night."

Everyone around the table was amused.

"You understand? The pastor is one man against five men every night."

He made a gesture, and then laughed loudly. Knowing that if he continued to defend himself, it would probably not have any effect, and it might even be counterproductive, so the pastor wisely chose to remain silent and accepted it as a joke.

, he has long been accustomed to the captain's jokes.

"The Pope wants us to win the war."

But at this time, the major, who had been just listening to the joke, suddenly said:

"I heard that the Pope prayed for us last year."

"Yes, God is always on the side of justice!"

The pastor quickly used this topic to divert everyone's attention to him.

"Captain Ryan Poingale is an atheist. Perhaps this war has shaken his faith in Christianity."

"anyway……"

Faced with the pastor's accusation against him, Ryan Poongarai wiped the meal dregs from his mouth and said.

"After experiencing such a long war, even the most fanatical people will not really like war. Sometimes, I have been thinking about a question, why do the Germans want to fight this war."

"This is a worthy question,"

Captain Alfred said seriously.

"However, I think this issue should be considered by the next generation."

Then he said to Ryan Poingale.

"As for now, the only thing we need to consider is how France can win the war!"

Ryan Puengale smiled and looked at the pastor, and the pastor also smiled at him on the other side of the candlelight.

"God will bless France to win.".

"At this time, in addition to God, we also need will."

Ryan Poingale remained unmoved and insisted on his opinion.

"If the will disappears, even if God comes, the world will not be saved!"

"Of course, for soldiers, will is very important."

Taking a sip of wine, Major Renault said:

"But belief in God is also important----"

"Before God, we are all lost sheep."

Sacrifice looked at Ryan Puengale and emphasized there.

"Lieutenant Ryan Poungale, one day, when you are in need, God will rescue you! Of course. If you believe in God! God will love you like their son."

"I have seen many soldiers die holding crosses in their hands."

Ryan Poongarai did not give a direct response, but used the death of others to prove something.

"They will reach heaven."

"Whether heaven exists is still a question."

Just when the two seemed about to get into an argument, Alfredo immediately came to his friend's rescue.

"Pastor, he should meet those beautiful girls. Ryan Poincaré will give you an address in Versailles. The young girls there are so beautiful--and there are few men around them. Ha! Ha! Ha!"

!ha!"

Captain Alfres opened his hand with his thumb pointing up. The rest of his fingers were spread out as if making a shadow of his hand. The shadow of his hand was projected onto the wall. He said again:….

"You looked like this when you left."

He pointed to his thumb and said,

"It looked like this when I came back."

When he touched his little finger, almost everyone burst into laughter.

"look."

Captain Alfres said again. He stretched out his hand again, and the candlelight once again cast the shadow of his hand on the wall. He gave a thumbs up again and clicked those fingers in order.

"Thumb, index finger, middle finger, ring finger, little finger, when you leave it looks like a thumb, when you come back it looks like a little finger!"

They all laughed again. Captain Alfres took great satisfaction in the finger game. He looked at the priest and shouted:

"Priests five against one every night!"

The roar of laughter rang out again, and everyone's laughter instantly diverted the attention of others.

"Okay, gentlemen."

Realizing that everyone should restrain themselves, Major Reno stood up.

"Now, it is time to end the dinner. After all, the Germans will not always give us enough time to enjoy the French meal. Gentlemen, see you next week!"

"See you next week, sir..."

Ryan Puingale, the pastor and others all stood up to say goodbye to the major. After leaving the room and walking into the courtyard, Ryan Puingale noticed that the snow had stopped at this time. He looked at the sky, as if

He said as if talking to himself.
To be continued...