War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1156 The Brawl on the Deck and the Plan on the Dock

When the glaring white light faded again, it was still his nose that first felt the change.

Subconsciously took a deep breath, what Wei Ran smelled this time was not only the fishy smell, foot odor, body odor and even the dirty air intertwined with second-hand smoke, but it still had the unique smell of burning mosquito coils.

After waiting for a few breaths, he gradually heard the sound of snoring one after another, as well as the faint sound of sirens and waves.

on the boat?
While Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief, everything in front of him gradually became clear.

As far as the eye can see, this is not a big cabin, the only round porthole is only the size of a washbasin, and there are random calendars of beautiful women with their upper body exposed and a dart board full of darts on the side. disk, along with four flashlights and a large disk of keys.

The calendar shows September of 1957.And on that beautiful woman's chest, someone who had some bad intentions poked a dart on each of the two buttons.

Looking at the two sides of the porthole, there is a bunk bed fixed to the wall against the wall. At this time, Wei Ran is lying on the lower bunk on the right hand side of the porthole. The smell of mosquito coils comes from the bedside. It floated out of the cylindrical canvas bag hanging on the railing.

Just looking at the small part protruding from the mouth of the bag, Wei Ran knew that it was still the copper-nickel mosquito-repellent incense tube he seized from the devil sniper.

On the lower bunk of the bunk bed opposite, although the person lying on his side was snoring loudly with his back facing him, Wei Ran could tell from the scar on his calf that it was Hugo—the scar on his calf That scar was stitched up by myself.

What Wei Ran didn't expect was that Hugo's upper bunk was still sitting on a big black man wearing only shorts and hanging his two calloused feet in the air.

This big black man was holding a pornographic magazine in his hand. On one side of his face there were several hideous and scary scars. Although the ear on the other side had shrunk into a small ball, it was pierced and he was wearing a shining gold scarf. ring.

At this time, he was still holding a twenty-centimeter-long billiard-style pipe pipe with thick padding in his mouth. Second-hand smoke blows to Wei Ran.There is no doubt that the big black is none other than the native soldier Warolo.

Looking at the top of the head while stretching, next to the upper and lower bunks, there is a metal cabinet with a lock against the wall, and then there is a cabin door facing the porthole. Less clothes.

"Oh!"

While Wei Ran was observing his surroundings, the half-covered cabin door was pushed open, and a blond, shirtless boy who had never seen him before shouted in panic, "Mate Hugo! Mate Hugo is here!" ?!"

"What's wrong?!"

At the same time that Wei Ran sat up, Hugo, who was snoring on the lower bunk opposite him, turned over and started doing it. Valoro, who was on the upper bunk, also dropped the pornographic magazine in his hand and looked at the door.

"Karan!"

The young man who seemed to be a sailor shouted at the door, "Mate Hugo, your brother Karan is fighting with two sailors! Go and see him! He is about to be beaten to death!"

"Take me there!"

Before Hugo could finish his sentence, he had already turned over. Almost on his feet, Wei Ran stood up, and Valoro even jumped down from the upper bunk with a "Boom!".

A group of three followed the young blond sailor and ran all the way in the dirty cabin. When they arrived on the deck, they found a sailor sitting on a wooden box holding his dislocated chin. One of his eye sockets was broken. It became black and blue and I couldn't open it.

And in the center surrounded by the spectators in the front, there was an exceptionally strong white man riding on the waist of a man lying on the deck with his hands covering his face, punching one after another.

"Hit him!"

Before Hugo finished speaking, he rushed over and kicked the strong man on the back of the beating man, kicking him like a dog.

Before he could get up, Waloro had already kicked him in the ribs, and the one who was being violent just now curled up into a prawn in pain.

"Karan, can you still stand up?" Hugo said, already bent down and stretched out his hand to the blond young man with his arms protecting his face.

At the same time, Wei Ran also noticed that four sailors in the crowd rushed over with fists waving.

"Be careful behind!"

At the same time as Wei Ran reminded him, he had already dodged a fist that was trying to hit him in the face, and took advantage of the opportunity to pull the opponent's fist forward and forcefully, and then kicked the side of his knee, the strong man fell on the ground up the deck.

While he was dealing with the first person, another one had already hugged Hugo's waist, obviously trying to throw him out.And the other one was about to sneak attack on Valoro, but he didn't expect that the latter would pull out a machete fixed horizontally on his belt with a canvas sheath from his back waist.

Seeing this, the strong man immediately turned his clenched fists into palms and raised them above his head decisively.

"Ah~!"

At this moment, the person who had already hugged Hugo let out a scream, and Wei Ran, who had already met the last strong man, took a look at it but couldn't help but laugh.

Although the screaming hapless guy imprisoned Hugo, he ignored the young man who was suspected to be Karan lying on the ground and hadn't gotten up yet.

The young man lying on his back on the ground accurately passed Hugo's crotch with his kick, and kicked with his toes to the part of the body of the strong man who was sneaking up, which may be the most worthy of tender care.

Without Hugo struggling at all, the man let go of his hands, covered his crotch and knelt down on the ground with a grim expression.

"Boom!"

As soon as the bloody boy got up, he punched the man in the eye socket, and then hit his nose hard with another head hammer.

After such a short period of time, only the sailor who raised his hand and surrendered because Valoro pulled out the machete, and the second sailor who confronted Wei Ran and Wei Ran were the only ones who could get up and confront the four of them. The first sailor he hit had three of them.

"Why the fight?"

Hugo pulled Karan up and asked, but there was no blame in his tone, only concern, "Where did it hurt?"

Karan, who was pulled up, grinned and pinched his nose that was still bleeding, brushed his messy hair with his bloody and torn hands, and responded nonchalantly, "Skin trauma."

Then, he raised his finger and pointed to the sailor sitting on the wooden box with his dislocated chin in the distance and said angrily, "That bastard and the idiot who just hit me are harassing Hailey at the pier."

"Brazil, you must know that Hayley is Karan's girlfriend, right?"

While speaking, Hugo kicked down the unlucky guy who was hit by Karan with a head hammer and broke the bridge of his nose. He walked to the side of the white man who was hit by Karan just now, and stepped on one of his hands. While grinding, he asked, "You must also know that Karan is my younger brother, right?"

"Let him go!" The sailor who was still confronting Wei Ran with his fists raised immediately shouted.

"beat!"

Hugo yelled fiercely, and at the same time kicked the stomach of the sailor who was screaming with his fingers crushed by him.

The moment Wei Ran got the signal, Wei Ran immediately punched his upper body closer to the sailor in front of him, and when the opponent subconsciously threw a punch, he grasped this arm and twisted his waist to throw a solid over-the-shoulder throw.

Before the sailor screamed out, Wei Ran subconsciously took out the Mauser bayonet, but in an instant he realized that the fight was just caused by a woman, not facing those man-eating devils.

Taking advantage of the situation, the sailor's ear was almost wiped and knocked out with a punch. When Wei Ran stood up again, he found that the young man named Karan had found the man who had dislocated his jaw while sitting in the wooden box. The bastard was pulling one of his legs and dragging him to the edge of the deck, obviously trying to push him down.

"boom!"

Just at this time, there was a clear gunshot from outside the crowd, and soon, as the crowd dispersed, Wei Ran and others who had an absolute advantage also saw a white-haired man wearing denim shorts. The old man with the beard was holding a green wine bottle in one hand and a revolver in the other.

"From now on, you bastards can either shake hands and make peace, or come to the captain's cabin to settle the wages, and then get off my ship!"

The old man hadn't finished speaking, but the young and vigorous Karan had already pushed the sailor who was obviously relieved by him to the deck railing and clutched his chin!
"Whoa!"

Accompanied by exclamation and screams and the sound of huge splashes, the sailor also fell into the calm water!

"Come here, get him up."

The old guy with the white beard put away the revolver in his hand while he was talking, and said as he walked back, "Karan, you have been fired, now go pack your things and get off my boat! And that Niggers who stabbed their own people, you are also fired."

Hearing that, Karan wanted to say something else, but Hugo had already pulled up the sailor who was beaten up by him, pushed him out of the deck railing without hesitation, and smacked his trousers with the second splash of water. Wiping the blood on his hands, he said indifferently, "Captain Damon, I resigned before you fired me."

"I resigned too"

Wei Ran spread his hands and said that he would not throw the stunned man into the sea, but he only had time to look around, and then he found that the boat was moored on a busy pier.

At this moment, Valoro also put away the machete, dragged the unlucky ghost who had broken the back of his hand with the back of the knife, grabbed the neck collar with one hand, and grabbed the belt with the other, applauded by those bastards watching the fun It was easily lifted up amidst the sounds and whistles, and it was also thrown overboard, and as expected, a large splash of water was splashed again.

"Let's go, let's pack our things."

Hugo ignored the angry old captain with a beard and trembling, and just patted Karan on the shoulder affectionately, "What kind of stupid expression is that on your face? Are you feeling guilty? Don't worry, we will find another job soon. work"

"I swear you're not going to get any more sailor work on any boat in Sydney Harbour!"

The irritated old captain threw the wine bottle in his hand and shouted, "I will tell every captain about your absurdity!"

"up to you"

Hugo said indifferently, "I'm tired of being the first mate for you, a stubborn old guy. I said a long time ago not to use Brazilian sailors, they will only cause trouble on the ship. Well, let's do it, we Just go pack your luggage, and find someone to send our salary over later."

After finishing speaking, Hugo directly shifted the topic to which bar to have fun in, and the exceptionally proficient Australian English that came out of Warolo's mouth also made Wei Ran dismiss the conversation with this native. There is a trouble of estrangement in partner communication.

Talking and laughing all the way back to the cabin, Hugo closed the cabin door and said, "Okay, everyone pack up your things, Karan, let Victor help you bandage the wound, we should get out of here."

Before he finished speaking, Karan had already opened the left door of a cabinet next to Wei Ran's bunk.And Warolo and Hugo also opened the two doors of the other cabinet facing them.

Seeing this, Wei Ran felt in his pocket, found a bunch of keys, and opened the door of the last cabinet.

There are not many things in this cabinet, only a few necessary clothes and a medicine box made of hard cowhide. There is actually a sailor bag that has erased elements related to the destroyer Johnston and a bag that was also obtained from Johnston. Don's Gas Mask Satchel!

He took out the sailor bag and opened it, but Wei Ran found that in addition to the original canopy, hammock and blanket, there was an Ithaca 37 trench gun that was disassembled into two parts and rolled up by the blanket.

Without taking it out to take a closer look, Wei Ran subconsciously turned his head to look at the things that the others had brought out.

What Hugo took out was an old-fashioned suitcase that Wei Ran was very familiar with, but what Karan took out first seemed to be a violin case.What Valoro brought out was an army green P44 rucksack issued by the British Army in the late World War II.

After some observation, Wei Ran discovered that the remaining three were indeed carrying weapons as well!

The bottom layer of Hugo's suitcase is fixed with a decomposed Owen submachine gun. In Karan's violin box, besides an Ithaca 37 shotgun that was also disassembled into two parts, there are two special guns. WWII American canvas ammo pouch for 12-gauge shells.

As for Valoro, he took out a Browning Hi-Power pistol in a hard leather holster and several fully loaded spare magazines straight out of his bag.

Although it was just a glance, Wei Ran had already guessed that this gun was most likely the one back then, no, back then, this pistol was probably the side gun that Hugo lent to Valoro back then.

"Where are we going next?"

At the same time as Karan asked, he had already stuffed the rolls of banknotes he had packed into the violin case, and snapped the lid shut with a "snap".

“There is always somewhere to go”

As Hugo said, he had already covered the disassembled Owen submachine gun in the suitcase with folded clothes, "I have an old friend in Sydney, Victor, you must remember him, right? You borrowed his camera for the Kokoda Trail fight."

"That Sydney Morning Post war reporter Brody?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.

"Yes, it's him."

While speaking, Hugo put a few personal items worth taking away in the suitcase, "He is now the editor of that newspaper."

"Shall we go find him?"

At the same time as Valoro asked, he also stuffed some of his own personal items worth taking away, including the unfinished pornographic magazine, into his backpack, and put the Browning Hi-Power pistol he just took out together with The machete that was originally fixed on the back of the waist with the belt was placed in the most accessible accessory bag on both sides of the backpack, and then the metal buckle on the cover was fastened.

"No, of course not."

Hugo clasped his suitcase and explained, "I often ask him to advertise looking for Brother Karan in the newspaper. In other words, I keep in touch with him often. After we settle down, I will give him a call. That's enough, and he's sure to help us find a good job. Those job advertisements have to go through his review before they are published in the newspapers."

"It's really good news, but before that, come here and let me treat your wounds, especially you, Karan."

While Wei Ran was speaking, he had already taken off the white copper mosquito coil box with a canvas bag hanging on the bed, extinguished the burning mosquito coil and left half of the mosquito coil, and after shaking off the soot inside, he stuffed it into the bag. To the gas mask satchel by the bed.

After Karan sat down by the bed, Wei Ran took out the cowhide medical bag from the iron cabinet, and used the medicines and medical equipment in it. It looked like he was only 24 or [-] years old, and he was young and energetic. Karan tended to the cuts on his face, hands and arms.

At the same time that he finished his work here, the young man who came to inform them that they were going to fight also knocked on the door, handed the two sealed envelopes to Wei Ran and Hugo with a guilty face, and said with a little anxiety, "Mate Hugo, Papa Damon said that he needs to deduct Karan and Valoro's salary to compensate the bastards who were beaten. In addition, he asked me to give this to you."

While talking, the young man took out another sealed envelope from his pocket and handed it to Hugo.

"Thank you Captain Damon for me"

Hugo stopped Karan who was about to say something with his eyes, took the second envelope and stood up with his suitcase, "Let's leave now."

After finishing speaking, Hugo was the first to leave the cabin with the suitcase in one hand and Karan in the other.

Following him, Wei Ran also left the cabin with a gas mask bag and a sailor bag on his back, and Waloro, who was carrying a World War II British army backpack and had a pipe in his mouth, followed.

After bidding farewell to those sailors who obviously looked sad and those sailors who were whistling and gloating, a group of four boarded the pier and mixed with the crowd under the helpless and regretful gaze of the old white-haired captain.

It wasn't until the cargo ship behind him was completely blocked by the building that Karan said dissatisfiedly, "Brother Hugo, why are you so scared in the end? That old guy is deducting our salary! We should give him some color!"

"I think I should give you some brains first"

Hugo stopped, lit a cigarette and said helplessly, "Papa Damon is helping us, otherwise we would have been taken away by the police at this time. It's just a loss of some salary, and the money may not be enough Compensation for the medical expenses of those bastards."

"Hugo was right"

Valoro took a sip of his pipe and said in a puffy voice, "Ever since those Brazilians got on the ship, they have been trying to get Hugo to give up the position of first mate. Karan, I think they are trying to trouble you on purpose. To lure Hugo out."

"What did you say?" Karan's eyes widened, obviously he didn't expect this to happen, and guilt appeared again on his young face full of wounds.

"You don't have to feel guilty"

Wei Ran took the cigarette handed by Hugo, and after receiving the wink from the other party, he pretended to be careless and said, "They deliberately trouble you, you can't dodge it, and Hugo can't dodge it, if he even Even if you can't protect him, you're even less qualified to be the first mate, and so are I and Valoro, if we don't stand by Hugo's side, the other sailors won't help Hugo either."

"so."

"So Valoro broke that bastard's hand"

Hugo said gloatingly, "Since he can't work, he will be fired by Papa Damon soon, and those under him will not be able to get along on that boat anymore.

But that old guy Damon will definitely help us keep them for a while, we just need to find a suitable job until then Damon will fire them and tell our nonsense to people he knows in Sydney Harbor All captains. "

"So who is our friend?" Karan asked blankly.

"Of course Papa Damon"

Hugo and Valoro replied in unison, and the former added additionally, "I came back from Singapore more than ten years ago and married Miranda on the warship he served on. We are old friends."

"Why haven't I heard you mention this before?" Karan said with a cheated hurt expression on his face.

"lady"

Hugo, with a cigarette in his mouth, patted Karan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Sailors on a boat should have some friends behind their backs, so that we can know everything. You see, everyone knows Damon Damon and I have disagreements about hiring sailors, so there are a lot of sailors with ideas who would like to share some secrets with me or my best friend Valoro."

"Then those dangerous elements, especially those bastards who want to smuggle, will be expelled by Papa Damon with other reasons." After speaking, Valoro blew out a perfect smoke ring, which accurately caught Karan's sluggish Face.

"Okay, let's find a hotel to stay in first."

As Hugo said, he flicked the cigarette butt away, hummed an unknown tune, and strode towards a hotel not far away.

With Hugo's familiar face, he easily opened two rooms on the third floor. After Hugo threw his own luggage to Karan, he said, "You share a room with me. After putting down the luggage, let Valoro follow you." You go to Hai Li, tell her not to come to the pier to look for you, and tell her to be safe.

Victor, you still share a room with Valoro, how about you stay and watch our luggage?I'll give Brody a call, maybe I can meet him. "

"No problem." Wei Ran readily agreed to Hugo's arrangement.

Seeing this, Hugo turned his head and left the hotel alone. After sending the luggage of the three to the third floor, Waloro and Karan bid farewell to Wei Ran and went downstairs to leave.

He opened the door and moved everyone's luggage into the room. After Wei Ran locked the door, he immediately tried to put the sailor bag and satchel into the metal notebook.

After some attempts to no avail, he simply opened Karan's violin case and checked the disassembled shotgun from inside.

At this time, this trench shotgun was almost exactly the same as what he saw in later generations. Not only was it replaced with a 5-round magazine connected to the bayonet seat, but also on the right side of the receiver, there was also a fixed 6-round copper gun. Metal clips for shotgun shells.

The difference is that the butt of this gun is tightly wrapped with a well-made cowhide bushing. The right side of the cowhide bushing is like a shoelace. It is strapped to the butt, and on the left side of the butt, 6 rounds of copper-cased shotguns are also fixed with leather rings.

I have to admit that although this weight-increasing cowhide bush is not practical at all, it does make this gun look a lot better.At the same time, it also increases the risk of being scratched on the cheek by those spare ammunition on the butt.

After closing the violin case, Wei Ran opened Hugo's suitcase without any psychological barriers, and checked the Owen submachine gun.

He can be sure that this gun is also the one he saw in later generations. The only difference is that the magazine bag fixed in this suitcase is still the standard 7-pack submachine gun magazine of the British Army during World War II. bag, and ammunition bag without shotgun.

Returning the suitcase to its original state, Wei Ran did not check Valoro's backpack, but pulled out the blanket wrapped in the trench gun in his sailor bag and opened it.

This shotgun is basically the same as the trench gun that belonged to Karan that I just saw - it just doesn't have the fancy and impractical buttstock cowhide bushing.

Even in the sailor bag, he found two canvas ammunition bags each containing 12 rounds of copper-cased shotgun.

Finally, he checked the gas mask bag that couldn't be put into the metal book, but he found that besides the copper-nickel mosquito-repellent incense tube that he stuffed in with his own hands, there was actually a box of electronic cigarettes seized from the devil. A wooden soap dish, and a thick white towel wrapped around the soap dish.

Compared with these unexpected things, this bag actually contained the British military flag camera that I borrowed from the war correspondent Brody, and a box of film that hadn't been opened yet!

Correspondingly, the small canning jar with jasmine seeds and the pretty maple-leaf-shaped bottle with maple syrup are missing from the pack.

Looking at the dilapidated small hotel with two single beds for the last time, and the flies flying beside the bed, Wei Ran took out the mosquito coil with a canvas cover, lit it again and put it on the cover, and then put the rest I took out all the mosquito coils, and took out the cloth pad with quicklime to prevent moisture.

What he didn't expect was that there were actually two heavy gold plates with a thickness of more than two millimeters placed under the mosquito coil!

Do these things have any special meaning?

Wei Ran frowned and looked at the shotgun, camera and mosquito coil on the bed, as well as the extra soap box and the towel that wrapped it, and then recalled the return mission this time.

Killing 20 enemies must have been completed, and Wei Ran even dared to guarantee that he had exceeded the quota. Not to mention, just before Bai Guang used his machine gun to shoot those devils who launched the Ten Thousand Fragments Charge, and the devils killed by the final stabbing, I'm afraid we can have this number of kills, especially the Bren machine gun
tsk tsk!
Wei Ran couldn't help smacking his lips, the joy of a machine gunner, presumably only the driver who drives a combine harvester to cut wheat can feel a little empathy
After regaining my senses and continuing to calculate, I must have finished taking 10 photos, but since I gave the camera again, I will continue to take pictures if they are not complete.

Keeping this task in mind, after calculations like this, the only thing left to be done is to kill all the crew and blow up the turbine.

Almost subconsciously, an anti-Japanese broadsword appeared in Wei Ran's hand, then it turned into a slender Mauser bayonet, and finally, the bayonet turned into a matte titanium alloy pistol.

"I don't know when I will be able to board the ship."

Wei Ran muttered to himself, put away the weapon in his hand, and put all the objects on the bed back to their original places, leaving only the mosquito coil on the table, slowly releasing smoke with a unique smell , poisoning the mosquitoes in this small room.

(End of this chapter)