War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1016 Soul Translation
On the morning of the second Saturday in August, Shota Izakaya, which had just opened up the second floor to welcome guests, was full of seats as usual even before meal time, and there was a long queue at the door.

Even, next to the shrine next to the small stage on the first floor, there is a sweet-looking Japanese tour guide who is introducing the people in the photos and related historical stories to the tourists she leads.

However, perhaps it was because it was not time for dinner, although the two self-proclaimed shopkeepers put on kimonos with ethnic characteristics, they did not perform on the small wooden stage. Only Japanese natives can watch it. Mancai understood, but instead just turned on the large LCD TV hanging on the background board of the stage to play the news of the day, as a way to pass the time for the tourists and diners.

On the screen of the large-size LCD TV that was just installed in the past few days, several reporters were asking questions around a young girl who looked somewhat similar to Long Ma.

Maybe it was intentional, or maybe it was unintentional. At this time, behind the girl is serving as the background board, except for the same 127mm naval gun on the front deck of the USS Halsey, which hangs down and can even be said to be facing the camera. In addition, another group of reporters could be vaguely seen interviewing two young Asians.

And on the deck between the two groups of interview groups, just below the low-hanging gun barrel, there is a row of temporary display racks.However, because of the angle, the audience who are separated from the TV cannot see the content displayed on the display stand at all for the time being.

Of course, compared to these, everyone is obviously more interested in the interviewees, or it can be said that for these outsiders watching the fun, the two interviewees and their translators are really interesting.

"Ms. Koko, may I ask if you are willing to help the descendants of Hawks find Captain Evans, is it because of Mr. Dominique's will, or is it your personal decision?"

On the TV, a female reporter held up the microphone and paused, "It is rumored that you do not have complete control over Mr. Dominique's legacy. Are the rumors true?"

After patiently listening to the questions translated by the housekeeper Tantu, Kou Kou took a deep breath and answered seriously in French, "It is my own decision to help the descendants of Hawks find Captain Evans, although I am not Americans, but anti-fascist heroes deserve to be respected by everyone, this has nothing to do with my personal situation, this is something that every person with a conscience is willing to do."

Seeing that Kou Kou finished speaking, Tan Tu, the housekeeper who was holding the Indian pipe axe in her hand from beginning to end, waited until the microphone was close to her mouth, and then said slowly in English, "My boss said, you didn't Why should you pay attention to these things about the inheritance of Mr. Dominique's property?"

The female reporter clenched her fists secretly, "So is this Mr. Dominique's will requiring Miss Koko to do this, or is it Miss Koko's own decision?"

After listening to Tan Tu's translation, Kou Kou rolled her eyes undisguisedly, "I'll say it again, the anti-Fasus hero is worthy of being respected by everyone, and it has nothing to do with my personal situation."

"My boss said, why don't you jump down and ask Mr. Dominic now?" Tantu translated Kou Kou's inner thoughts solemnly, "Besides, if you only care about such low-quality rumors and malicious It is speculated that if you are interested, it is better to give up the position to others as soon as possible.”

Before she finished speaking, another reporter pushed aside the apparently thoughtless colleague just now, and asked politely with the microphone, "Hello, Miss Koukou, can you tell me how you noticed it?" Are the relics of Mr. Hawks related to Captain Evans and others? Also, can you introduce the entire discovery process in detail?"

"sure"

After listening to the translation, Kou Kou answered with a smile, "It started two months ago. I have always been very obsessed with Indian culture. It just so happens that my friend Victor's family is also very interested in Indian culture, and Victor is not But a well-known historian whose girlfriend also runs an international travel agency."

Having said that, Kou Kou temporarily stopped and turned her gaze to her butler.Upon receiving the signal, Tantu immediately translated the original French into English, and then nodded towards Kou Kou.

Seeing this, Kou Kou raised her hand towards Wei Ran who was also being interviewed not far away, "Thanks to Mr. Victor, he is very familiar with the history of World War II. When we helped Tantu repair their house, oh , I forgot to say, Ms. Tantu was not my housekeeper at that time.

In short, when helping her repair the house, Mr. Victor found the hidden note, and offered to find Captain Evans and find the Indian hero at sea.

He told us that this is not only the responsibility of a historian, but also the responsibility of everyone for the survival of justice.It was also through Mr. Victor who learned about that period of courageous history that I decided to use my own strength to help the hero go home.

Of course, here I would also like to thank the US Navy for its selfless help.It was they who gave Captain Evans and others the honor they deserved. "

"While Victor was helping me fix my house, I found a note from my grandfather"

Tantu, an Indian housekeeper with an ax in her hand, started her soul translation again, "Mr. Deserved treatment, just like those cannibal Wendigo and those fascis must be nailed to the urinal of hell forever to wash away their sins! This has nothing to do with skin color, gender, race or nationality.

Because of this, my boss, Ms. Kou Kou, decided to provide scholarships totaling US$10 per year and 500 women’s health checkups per year for all children who are willing to go to school in our Indian reservation free of charge. She also vowed to find Captain Evans, the hero of the Indians. "

Can this still be translated like this?The reporter who happened to be fluent in French was stunned for a moment, and when he recovered, he was also snatched away by another colleague.

Such an outrageous soul translation also happened on the other side of the display board, but the situation was quite different from just now.

"Mr. Victor, I understand that you are a Chinese, do you have any innate prejudice against recruiters?"

Waiting patiently for Xia Shushi to translate this question with ulterior motives into Chinese, Wei Ran spread his hands, facing the camera, and replied in a Chinese with no rush or delay, "Here, please allow me to use Halsey The general's two famous quotes to answer this question - kill the recruiters, kill the recruiters, kill all the recruiters, so that the Japanese will only appear in hell in the future."

"Cough cough!"

Xia Shushi cleared his throat, and replied slowly and solemnly in English with a London accent, "Victor said that the anti-fascist war is a just war for all mankind. As Chinese people with a conscience, we always keep in mind our Our ancestors suffered from the pain of war, and we will never forget the suffering and tragedy brought about by the war. We are even more grateful that the war is finally over, and we cherish the present peace even more."

"Damn diplomatic rhetoric"

The reporter who asked the question cursed secretly, and asked again with a relatively less sharp question, "Then Mr. Victor, did you encounter any troubles or obstacles in the process of finding Captain Evans?"

"The only trouble"

After listening to Xia Shushi's translation, Wei Ran waved his index finger, "Whether I or Halsey came too late, you see, Palau is now occupied by recruiters again."

"Mr. Victor said the only problem was that it was too hot in Palau."

Xia Shushi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and also shook his index finger, "Especially on the deck of the Halsey destroyer, if I continue to stand here, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer from heat stroke, and neither I nor my partner can't wait to taste the U.S. Is the ice cream on the warship as delicious as it is recorded in the history books?

So ladies and gentlemen, how about saving the camera for the panels over there next?I believe that the notes and photos left by Mr. Hawkes and Mr. Evans can answer all your doubts.

In any case, in the face of the historical truth written by those parties, the wisest thing for us historians is to shut up. "

After resolving the last question with this little joke, Xia Shushi, whose back was almost wet with cold sweat, immediately gave Wei Ran a look, beckoning him to the stern deck of the destroyer.

"Brother, are you crazy?" Xia Shushi complained while wiping cold sweat, "You don't really think that none of those reporters can speak Chinese?"

"If there is, I will. I am not an American. Why bother with them. Besides, General Halsey is known as a barbarian."

"You can't hold back Halsey Halton"

Xia Shushi glared at Wei Ran, "What's the matter with your nonsense just now? Did you get bloody? It's thanks to my quick reaction, otherwise"

"Otherwise what?" Wei Ran looked at the other party with a smile.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

Xia Shushi lit a cigarette and took a sharp puff, "I really thought that following you here this time was a way of getting ahead, boy, what kind of test is this to test my impromptu performance?"

"I'm not afraid of shame, what are you afraid of?"

Wei Ran raised his chin towards the distant sea as he said, "Didn't you say that only one ship like the Halsey came? What's the situation with those ships over there?"

"I just heard what the lieutenant colonel said in an interview"

Xia Shushi lowered his voice slightly, pointed to the ships looming in the distance and said, "That is the 23rd Destroyer Squadron of the US Pacific Fleet, the leading one is the USS Bunker Hill guided missile cruiser, and the one behind it is the USS Simpson and USS Prepole."

After finishing speaking, Xia Shushi pointed to his feet, "In addition, this Halsey also belongs to this destroyer squadron."

"The ostentation is quite big," Wei Ran couldn't help muttering.

"This ostentation is indeed enough." Xia Shushi took a sharp puff of cigarette, "But I guess it's probably a coincidence."

"How do you say that?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"When we set off, we were not on the Halsey, but a supply ship. We ran for more than an hour on that supply ship, and then took the Halsey on the helicopter. Only the old Halsey is waiting for us, and I remember the other ships are sailing towards Guam."

Xia Shushi snorted coldly, "I reckon this squadron was just preparing to resupply near Guam at that time. In my opinion, their trip was at best a random ride."

"Let's go with the wind"

Wei Ran walked towards the lawyer Carlos who was standing outside the camera while speaking, and at the same time, he did not forget to say, "You can ask someone to see when I can disembark. I can't go to Guam with you, it can't be a smuggled immigration gone."

"If you can smuggle in a US warship, you will be more popular than Captain Evans." Xia Shushi responded angrily, and walked towards the lieutenant colonel who also just finished the interview.

(End of this chapter)