War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1115 The Birthday of Three Prisoners of War

At the edge of the woodland shrouded in darkness, Wei Ran patiently waited for the two small figures to drag away the second cart of horse dung with a sled, and waited for the reindeer to drain the blood before tying the two with a rope. The hind hoof hung it upside down on the tree branch.

When he skillfully finished skinning and cut off the pair of antlers, the old man named Sergey came over pulling a sled with a new belt on.

"Keep this for you to eat"

While the old guy named Sergey was speaking, he had already picked out the reindeer's heart and liver, wrapped them in deerskin and handed them to Wei Ran, and then put all the rest of the offal into a wooden basin and put it on the sledge He said, "I'm going to feed these to the dogs. Where's your axe? Help me chop off the deer legs, and then separate the rest vertically. Those have to be sent to the cafeteria."

Although this old thing has a lot of requirements, but considering the two large pieces of internal organs wrapped in deerskin in his hand, Wei Ran waved the long knife in his hand, easily removed the four legs, and then Picking up the axe, he chopped off the still steaming carcass along the spine on both sides, and threw the ribs, together with the deer legs, onto the small sledge that the opponent pulled over.

"Do you need this spine?" Wei Ran asked, pointing to the remaining spine.

"Take it!" Sergey didn't even ask about the purpose of the spine, so he happily gave it to Wei Ran.

Watching the old guy leave with the sledge, Wei Ran took the deerskin, held the spine with a lot of meat under his arm, and a pair of antlers in the other hand, and walked towards the stone building not far away. house.

With a little effort, he raised the curtain and pushed open the thick wooden door. When he raised the bulging canvas curtain again, in addition to the heat wave and the smell of sweat coming from the pavement, he also heard clanging knocks. Voice.

Following the sound, a man wearing a leather apron and shirtless was next to the fireplace, holding a hammer in one hand and holding a red-hot horseshoe with tongs in the other. There was a clanging sound on the anvil.

This is Second Lieutenant Sumet?
While Wei Ran was secretly observing the other party, he was also observing the stone house. Compared with the wreckage of the buildings seen later, the place is so full that there is almost no place to step down.

On one side of the entrance, two rusty tin buckets were filled with coking coal, while the other two tin buckets were filled with all kinds of waste wood and sawdust.

Directly above the four oil barrels, there is a glass window that is not too big and is almost covered with ice and snow from the outside.

On the wall on the other side of the entrance, on the long log table next to the two large trash cans, in addition to various blacksmith tools, there are also various carpentry tools hanging on the wall against it.

Looking at the wall facing the door, there is a large pile of wooden boards that can be one meter high.On this pile of waist-high wooden boards, there are several pairs of damaged skis at one end, and some wooden components that have been processed but do not know what to do.

On the other side of the pile of wooden boards, besides a stack of iron sheets, there is also a wooden box piled up with various iron parts.And in the remaining small area between the pile of wooden boards and the large fireplace built in the corner, there is an oil drum with a wooden cover that is almost perfectly placed.

Under the last wall of the stone house is the place where Mesut is busy. There is also an oil drum near the fireplace. Although the drum is full of water, it is filthy. There are even some dark things floating around.

And between the oil drum with coking coal on the entrance side and Mesut who is busy, there is a wooden ladder leaning on the wall. A small door with a canvas curtain.

One side of this small door is close to the stone wall of Mesut. There is also an iron nail that can be more than 20 centimeters long and about the thickness of chopsticks. A large kerosene lamp with a glass cover is hung on it.

This stone house, whether it is a blacksmith's shop or a carpenter's shop, is also thanks to the kerosene lamp and the coking coal fireplace for lighting.

"Where are the antlers?" Mesut said while throwing the horseshoe into the charcoal fire of the fireplace to reheat, and at the same time put down the hammer in his hand.

"What about here"

Wei Ran said, and handed the antlers in his hand to the other party, and then held the reindeer spine under the armpit of the other arm and asked, "These things are all sent by Sergey, where are they placed?"

"Let's cook it"

As Mesut said, he threw the antlers on the table, bent down and took out an enamel bucket pot with a lid from under the log table, took the deerskin from Wei Ran's hand, opened it, and threw all the heart and liver inside into it. pot.

Then, Mesut randomly took out a half-meter-square scrap from the stack of wooden boards and put it on the table, "chopped it up and cooked it together."

Hearing this, Wei Ran hurriedly placed the spine in his hand on this temporary chopping board, and with the ax pinned to his waist, he chopped it into sections along the seams of the bones and threw them into the not-so-recognized spine. large pot.

While he was busy here, Mesut also pulled out a second box from under the table, took out a piece of coarse salt that was only the size of a quail egg, and threw it into the pot.

Finally, the iron bucket with a lid by the fireplace was lifted, and Mesut scooped two ladles of water from it with a wooden ladle and poured it into the pot. After closing the lid, he placed the enamel pot directly on the side of the fireplace. On the edge of the hearth.

Although the pot was full, Wei Ran still had five or six reindeer vertebrae in his hand.

"Let's roast the rest." Mesut took out another tin plate and handed it to Wei Ran, and pointed to the ladder by the way.

After taking the plate and installing the remaining spine, Wei Ran stepped on the ladder and opened the curtain, and ducked in.

Just as later generations guessed when they saw the wreckage of this building, it was not a big wooden house. The only window was tightly blocked by a thick cotton curtain, and the room was extremely dark.

He took out a sterling silver lighter from Leningrad from the metal book and rubbed it. With the faint light of the flame, Wei Ran could barely see that there were only two high and low sheets arranged at 90 degrees in this small room. It's just a bed and two wooden tables that are also placed at 90 degrees.

And the vacant place in the corner between the two tables is the place where the fireplace is built next door.

Thanks to the presence of the fireplace next door, this small room is extraordinarily warm, and a hole was cut in the only stone wall near the fireplace, and there was also a wooden cover.

Putting the baking tray on the table first, Wei Ran lit the kerosene lamp on the table and immediately put away the lighter.

He opened the wooden cover with the light of the kerosene lamp, and he immediately felt the heat wave coming from the pavement.Apparently, it was an oven built with the aid of the wrought-iron fireplace next door, as there was also an enamelled kettle filled with water.

After pushing the plate containing the spine into the oven and covering it with a wooden board, I had time to carefully observe the room with a kerosene lamp.Or, look at the two bunk beds and the two desks.

On one of the tables, in addition to two German military lunch boxes resprayed with red paint and two German military kettles replaced with gray insulating felt jackets, there is also a wooden box. All are veterinary medical tools and a few medicines.

Look at the two sets of lunch boxes and kettles again. One set has the Russian name "Mesut Goetze" written on it with paint, and the other set is the name of the character "Victor" that belongs to him.

On the other table were two devil lunch boxes and devil kettles that were also painted red.On these two sets of personal items, the names "Ihor" and "Andrei" are also written in Russian respectively.

In addition, on these two tables, each person has two enamel jars with their names written in paint, and one of them even contains a toothbrush with a wooden handle and toothpaste in a tin package.

Taking off his gloves and picking his nose, Wei Ran reached out and wiped the two toothbrush heads that might be used by devils, and then opened the lunch box with his name written in paint.It's a pity that there is nothing else in this lunch box except a fairly complete set of knives and forks.

Reluctantly looking through himself, all he could find were a few tokens that seemed to be issued separately by the labor camp.In other words, these tokens, which are clearly different from the Soviet ruble, can only be circulated in a small area, and as long as they leave here, they will be a piece of waste paper.

Before he could go to the two bunk beds to see if there were any special items, Mesut next door urged, "Victor, are you still okay? We should change the horseshoes, hurry up .”

“I’ll be right soon!”

Wei Ran responded, put the tokens back into his pocket in a hurry, blew out the oil lamp, touched the table and walked to the door, raised the curtain and stepped on the ladder to return to the stone house.

After such a short time, Mesut, who was originally shirtless, had already put on a cotton coat that was no different from Wei Ran's, and also put on a leather hat on his head.

Under his command, Wei Ran helped to carry a canvas bag containing horseshoe trimming tools and a large string of horseshoes.The former held the large oil lamp in one hand and a tin bucket filled with fiery coals in the other.

The two left the stone house one after the other and went straight to the stables not far away. Regardless of the two people who had not returned after cleaning up the manure, Mesut turned on the kerosene lamp and hung it on a nail on the wall. Then he took a horse from the stable, tied it to a stake, tied one leg so that it couldn't touch the ground, and then lifted the other leg and put it on the stool.

Under the observation of Wei Ran, Mesut skillfully removed the loose horseshoe with large pliers, then trimmed the horseshoe meticulously, and called Wei Ran to press a red-hot horseshoe on the built-up horseshoe. on the hoof.

Amidst the steaming blue smoke and the choking smell of burnt protein, Wei Ran followed the other party's instructions and pressed the dark red horseshoe into the manger drinking trough transformed from an open oil barrel to cool it down. Finishing work was also done on the horseshoe.

With the cooperation of the two of them, the first horseshoe was successfully nailed to the horseshoe, and the second horseshoe was also thrown into the charcoal fire for heating.

Before they could change the four-hoofed horseshoes of the rather docile mare, the two thin figures dragged the emptied sleigh into the stable.

"Happy birthday, Mesut, happy birthday, Victor." One of the small Asian-looking men greeted enthusiastically in Russian.

"Happy birthday, Ihor," Mesut politely responded in Russian.

Another small man with an Asian appearance said enviously in Russian, "The three of you have the same birthday."

"It's just a coincidence" Mesut, Ihor and Wei Ran said the same sentence in unison.

"I heard that you have also joined the party?" The little man lowered his voice and asked, changing the subject.

"certainly"

While trimming the horseshoe, Mesut replied calmly, "Our application has been submitted."

"Andre, maybe the four of us will be party members in the future." Ihor said happily while loading horse manure onto the sleigh.

Hearing this, another small man who also started shoveling horse manure opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment and then whispered, "Friends, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Ihor asked casually, and at the same time temporarily stopped what he was doing.

"I"

Seeing that Wei Ran and Mesut had also stopped working, the Asian man named Andre said, "I actually received a notice today. After dawn tomorrow, I will be transferred to the north to mine. .”

After a short pause, the small man suspected to be named Andre continued, "I heard that all the party members seem to be going there, and the environment there is said to be very bad."

In the stable, the four looked at each other, and Mesut was the first to ask, "If you were transferred to the north, would you come back?"

"I'm not sure, but the director told me to pack my personal things tonight, and even take the quilt with me. I guess there is no way to come back."

After a moment of silence, Mesut continued to trim the horse's hooves while saying vaguely, "Andre, come back alive."

After a while, the man named Andre sighed, wielding a large shovel, and worked hard to clean up the excrement in the stable.

In the busyness of each, the stables were gradually cleaned up. Wei Ran and Mesut also replaced all the horses that needed toenails with new horseshoes, and also cut the toenails of those horses to cover their eyes hair curtain.

Almost at the same time as the four of them finished their work, whistles came from not far away.

"It's time to eat"

As Mesut said, he picked up the iron bucket and stool that were already cold, and was the first to walk out of the stable.

Immediately afterwards, the Devil prisoners of war Ihor and Andre also packed their tools and walked out of the stable.

The four of them lined up to get into the stone house, and then climbed the ladder into the wooden house next door. When they came out, everyone had a big red lunch box in their hands.

Wei Ran, who was deliberately one step behind the three of them, looked at the camp while walking in the direction where the whistle sounded.

Unsurprisingly, he also saw another stone house in this camp, but, although it was time to eat, the wooden house next to the stone house was still lit and there were A man with a gun stood by the window.

What's more interesting is that there is an oil lamp hanging on the lintel of this wooden house, and there is a wooden board under the oil lamp, with the Russian word "shop" written on it in conspicuous black paint. Obviously, the person who guards the warehouse is very Possibly also working as a salesperson in a store.

On the opposite side of this small shop is the canteen where you need to line up for meals.The whistle at the entrance of the cafeteria to remind everyone to come to eat is the uncle Sergey who ordered Wei Ran to kill the deer not long ago, and a young girl who looks about seven or eight times his age.

"Happy birthday, Comrade Mesut."

Uncle Sergey said, he used a long-handled iron spoon to fill Mesut's lunch box with half a portion of stewed venison with potatoes and carrots. After he closed the lid of the tray inside, he added three boiled potatoes to it. .

"Thank you"

Mesut thanked him politely in Russian, and at the same time, the young girl filled the lid of the lunch box he was holding in the other hand with thick red cabbage soup.

"Happy birthday, Comrade Mesut."

This simple girl who looked like she was only 25 or [-] years old also blessed her, and then took out a raw frozen fish from her apron pocket and stuffed it into Mesut's apron pocket, "This is a gift for you. "

"Thank you" Mesut thanked again, and walked aside with his food.

"Happy birthday, Comrade Ihor."

While blessing the old man Sergey, he also prepared stewed venison and boiled potatoes for Sergey, a nuclear prisoner of war. He wished him well, and by the way, stuffed a paper bag that he couldn't tell what it was into Ihor's pocket.

While Ihor thanked him, Uncle Sergey also sent his blessings to Wei Ran, and at the same time filled his lunch box with stewed meat and boiled potatoes.

"Happy birthday, Victor."

After the simple girl filled the lid of the lunch box in Wei Ran's hand with red cabbage soup, she stuffed a wine bottle into his pocket.

"Thank you"

After Wei Ran sincerely thanked him, he walked to the side with his food.However, judging from the meaning of Mesut and Ihor, it seems that they did not wait for Andre's plan.The devil named Andre didn't seem to plan to go back with the three of them, but went straight to a wooden house in the opposite direction.

Taking advantage of the way back, Wei Ran also learned after a while of side-talking that the prisoner named Andre in Russian was actually a second devil from Nanzhaoxian. The reason why he didn't go back was because he was going to find this The other two devils prisoners of war in the Pian labor camp had dinner together, and at the same time, it was to make way for the three birthday parties.

In addition, Wei Ran also learned that the relationship between Andre and Ihor is actually not good, and the relationship between the two is even between superiors and subordinates.

There is no doubt that Andre is the superior, and Ihor is the subordinate. The two of them are jointly responsible for raising the horses and cleaning the stables.

Don't think that Bi Mawen's job is easy. In fact, there are far more than the fifty or sixty horses that Wei Ran saw in this stable, but there are more than 80 horses, but these horses work in three shifts.

But those reindeer are already all. According to the two people, these reindeer are mainly responsible for transportation because they cannot drag the felled logs. They will only be used when someone in the labor camp needs to go to the pier in the north.

Of course, although the strength is spared, these reindeer also undertake the work of providing meat.As for why only so few reindeer are raised, it is natural that there are too many and it is a waste of feed.

Before the chat was over, the three returned to the stone house with their respective food.Under the command of Mesut, Wei Ran and the devil prisoner named Ihor took out a wooden plank and put it on the hearth to form a long table, and the meals they just ordered were also placed on the long table .

After Mesut dug out several large wooden bowls, Ihor also brought the enamel pot by the fireplace to the table, and used a large wooden spoon to fill almost all the meat inside into the wooden bowls .

Wei Ran was also not idle, he also got into the wooden house next door, brought out the meaty spines that had been roasted and filled with a strong meat aroma, and put them on the table.

Almost when the three of them took out the birthday present they just got from the girl and put it on the table, the thick canvas curtain was also lifted, Uncle Sergey and a man who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old The young men also came in one after another.

Although the lights in this room were not too bright, Wei Ran still recognized at a glance that this young man in a Soviet military uniform and a woolen overcoat was the warehouse guard Panin Yaxin.

"Happy birthday, friends."

The young guard put his lunch box on the temporary long table, then took off his hat and gloves and threw them away. Although he opened the satchel on his waist, he said while taking things out, "While I'm still here Without drinking, let me give you a birthday present first."

"Panin is right, I also prepared gifts for you."

Sergey said, but turned and left the room, and a short while later, came in with a canvas bag.

"Mesut, this is a gift from me."

Panin said, and handed a pair of goggles to Mesut, "I bought these when Sergey and I went to Turukhansk last month."

"This is a good thing," Mesut said, and he took the goggles with both hands and tried to put them on his face. "It's very comfortable to wear."

"Ihor, this is your gift."

As Panin said, he took out a pair of thick mittens from his pocket and handed them to Ihor, "My mother made them out of wolf fur."

"Thank you." Ihor happily took the pair of leather gloves connected by a leather cord.

"It's your turn, Victor." Before Panin finished his sentence, he took out a glass jar from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "I made this with my own hands, and it is very useful for frostbite."

After taking the can, Wei Ran sincerely thanked him, but he couldn't help but secretly scolded the metal book in his heart for being too badass.

There is no other reason, this gift to myself is basically the can of solidified bear oil that he boiled by himself before entering this time and space, and put it in the food box.Really, the only difference is that the wrapping paper of the can is gone.

"It's time for me to give the gift I prepared"

As Sergey said, like a Santa Claus, he took out a pair of brand new felt boots from his canvas pocket and handed them to Ihor, "Ihor, I gave them to you."

"Thank you" Ihor said gratefully.

Sergey smiled, and took out a pullover and hooded reindeer leather robe from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran, "Victor, this is for you."

"This dress looks warm"

Wei Ran took the coat and put it on directly. Just like what he said, this coat with the fur turned inward is really warm. Not only are the two sleeves longer than the hands, but the hem also exceeds the knees. Will be able to cover the upper edge of the boot shaft of the felt boot.Then button the hood, and even the sound was blocked a lot.

Panin took a few steps forward, helped Wei Ran fasten the belt around his waist, and explained in a low voice, "This is Uncle Sergey's thank you for getting out of the cracked ice with Mesut more than a month ago. Fished up his grandson, purposely sewn from the thickest reindeer hide."

I have done this good thing?While Wei Ran muttered to himself, Sergei had already taken out another reindeer leather robe from his canvas pocket and handed it to Mesut.

After the small ceremony of exchanging gifts, five people sat on the edge of the board, Sergey also opened Wei Ran's bottle of wine, and Ihor also used a knife handed by Panin to cut the wine, which was more than 30 Centimeter long raw frozen fish sliced ​​thinly.

As for Mesut, he tore open the pack of cigarettes that Ihor threw on the table just now, took out one and lit it in his mouth.

"For the first cup, let's respect Comrade Stalin." Sergey finished speaking loudly, then lowered his voice and added, "and the shaman god who blesses us."

"cheers!"

The rest of the people echoed in a low voice, and each drank the vodka at the bottom of the glass in the enamel jar.

"Second Cup"

While Panin was pouring the wine, Sergey picked up a piece of raw frozen fish and threw it into his mouth. After chewing a few mouthfuls, he said, "Happy birthday to our friend."

"cheers"

Everyone drank the wine in the cup again, this time, the wine was more than twice as much as before.

"The third cup" Sergey said after pouring the wine, "Let me think about it, just to remember the reindeer killed by Victor."

"cheers!"

Although the reason in the toast was a little nonsense, everyone still drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

After Panin poured the same amount of wine into everyone's glasses for the fourth time, the wine bottle was completely emptied and thrown into the shadow of the corner.At the same time, everyone also grabbed a piece of grilled, charred spine meat, tore off the maroon strips and stuffed them into their mouths.

"Listen, I have bad news."

Sergey lowered his voice and said, "I heard that all of us may have to move to the northern pier by December at the latest."

"Are you going to mine?" Panin asked in a low voice.

"right"

Sergey nodded, "I heard that the infrastructure of that mine has already been built, and the high production index this winter seems to be a headache for Comrade Field Chief. I also heard that it may come from Some more prisoners of war will be drawn from another lumberyard nearby. Maybe they will be hungry again by then."

"Are we going too?" Mesut asked in a low voice.

"Of course, everyone will go."

Sergey put a piece of meat into his mouth, took a sip of vodka, and then continued in a low voice, "At that time, you will definitely not have to serve those animals, because all the mine carts are used there.

It is said that the railway tracks have been laid from the pier to the mine, and it seems that a windmill has been built.In the summer, they might even plan to build a waterwheel. These are what the director said. "

Seeing that Ihor seemed to be about to say something, Mesut raised his glass first and said, "No matter what we do, we will work hard."

"Yes, whatever you do." Ihor followed suit and raised his glass.

"cheers"

Wei Ran then changed the subject, Sergey and Panin immediately raised their glasses and touched the three of them together.

After eating a meal for nearly an hour, Sergey and Panin left the stone house with dishes and glasses one after another.

Ihor, who was about to say something, was also called away by someone who seemed to be changing horses from the stable. For a while, only Mesut and Wei Ran were left in this overly warm room.

"Victor, this is my birthday present for you." Mesut said, took out an object that was the size of a finger from his pocket, and handed it to Wei Ran.

I took this birthday gift and looked at it. This is a cigarette holder made of antlers. It belongs to the era of smoking cigarettes without filters, and it is a gadget that most smokers need.

On this not-so-big cigarette holder, there is also a scene of two reindeer pulling a sleigh and galloping across the wilderness. It is used to fix one end of the cigarette, and it is wrapped in a circle that is only as wide as a leek leaf, but it is wrapped around it. Polished shiny copper skin.

"Your skills are really good," Wei Ran said in admiration.

"As long as you like it," Mesut said, turning around and preparing to continue cleaning up the things on the table.

"I'll give you a gift too"

Wei Ran said, pretending to put his hand in his pocket, took out the pen from the metal book and gave it to the other party.

"Are you willing to give this to me?" Mesut looked at Wei Ran in surprise.

"Take it." Wei Ran smiled and stuffed the pen into the opponent's hand.

"I will cherish it," said Mesut, gripping the pen.

At this moment, Ihor, who had just left, came in again. Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately turned and walked out, while not forgetting to say, "I'll go to the store to see if there is any ink for sale."

After speaking, he lifted the curtain and got out.But he didn't leave, he just took out the sterling silver cigarette case from Leningrad from the metal book, took out a cigarette from it and fixed it on the filter, then leaned against the wall and lit the cigarette and took a puff.

At the same time as he exhaled the first puff of smoke, in a room with two curtains and one door, Sumeet also pulled out a horseshoe with an antler handle from a wooden box full of horseshoes. The Finnish knife with wooden scabbard was handed to Ihor, "This is my birthday present to you."

"I have a gift for you too"

When Ihor took the knife, he reached out and groped in his boots, then took out a compass in the style of a silver pocket watch that was only a circle larger than the bottle cap, and handed it to Mesut, "To You."

"Is your gift so expensive?" Mesut raised his eyebrows, "I remember you saying that this was given to you by your father?"

"yes"

Ihor nodded, "Give it to you, you are responsible for hiding it, we are not allowed to have this kind of thing."

"I'll hide it," Mesut said, slipping the pocket-watch-style compass into the shaft of his boot.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Wei Ran also exhaled a second smoke ring, and walked towards the shop not far away.

This so-called store is a bit pitifully small, and there are only a few items on the only row of shelves, and the person sitting in the wooden counter is the simple woman who has just been in charge of cooking.

What Wei Ran didn't expect was that this woman was playing with an early Kiev-2 camera in her hands.

"Is this camera for sale too?"

Wei Ran asked, and at the same time glanced at the calendar hanging on the shelf.At this time, the calendar has been flipped to November 1951, 11, which is Wednesday.

There is also a 24-hour dial hanging on the side of the calendar, but the hands of the watch have not moved, and have become pure decoration.

"This is not for sale, Victor, you can really joke."

The simple woman explained, "However, if you want to take pictures, you can buy a negative, and I can help you take pictures. The pictures will not be sent to Turukhansk until the whole roll of film is taken."

"Never mind"

Wei Ran glanced at the price of the photo marked on the shelf, and then looked at other things on the shelf. There are not many things that can be sold on it, except for hats, felt boots, gloves, and scarves, they are cigarettes and matches. And things like enamel cups, knives, forks and plates, and in the very center, besides letter paper, envelopes, stamps and ink and pens, there are even playing cards for sale.

Taking out the tokens in his pocket and counting them, Wei Ran set aside enough money to buy two negatives, and then took out a small part to buy a pair of knitted gloves and a pair of new thickened felt boots, and the one who was fiddling with The woman with the camera also took the initiative to give Wei Ran two soft foot wraps.

Bringing these things back to the stone house, Mesut and Ihor had already cleared the table. At this time, they were sitting on the wooden stool by the fireplace, with a half-burned firewood in their respective hands. cigarette.

Seeing Wei Ran coming in, the two stopped talking temporarily, and waited until Wei Ran closed the door and lowered the curtain, and sat on the stool next to Mesut, the tall and thin man whispered, "We We must act quickly, before the end of the month, we must leave, otherwise once we are sent to mine, we will never think about leaving again."

"What's missing now?" Ihor asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Mesut reached into the gap between the stack of wooden boards, and after groping inside, took out a Wei Ran, looked at the very familiar horse fur notepad, flipped through a few pages, pointed to the material list and said, "We also need candles and a tent, as well as animal skins to keep warm and a shotgun for self-defense."

"Is that all?" Ihor asked in a low voice.

"That's all that's left." Mei Su nodded, and stuffed the notepad back into the gap between the wooden boards. "Without any of them, we can't leave alive."

"But what about candles?"

Before Yihor could finish his sentence, the door was pushed open again, and Andre, the second devil prisoner of war, also came in with a lunch box in his hand.

Seeing this, Ihor immediately changed his tone and said, "Many of the horseshoes of the horses that were sent just now have loosened."

"Let's get up early tomorrow"

As Mesut said, he stood up and followed Andre, who was obviously not in a good mood, into the dormitory next door.

Seeing this, Wei Ran and Yihor got up in no particular order, and followed into the dormitory.

Pretending to fill his kettle with hot water wasted some time, and after Wei Ran waited for the other three to go to bed, he finally knew that his bed was directly above Mesut's, and the other top bunk was foot-to-foot with him. , lying on the bed was Andre who was going to mine tomorrow.

Looking at my bed again, apart from the tattered quilt, the only decent personal belongings are a wooden box fixed on the log wall, a Finnish knife made of antler handle, and A decanter with a bottle of vodka left.

He raised his head and drank the remaining sip of vodka in the bottle. Wei Ran covered the blanket and closed his eyes, secretly thinking about the conversation between Mesut and Ihor just now, as well as the prisoners including himself and Panin. And Sergey's rapport.

(End of this chapter)