War Photographer's Notebook

On the third day of the new year, following the protest marches held in front of the devil's embassy in Australia and the United Kingdom on Christmas Eve a week ago, a riot broke out in front of the devil's embassy in the United States on this day. A parade dominated by women.

The difference is that in this parade, the women holding the classic photos of the famous American female pilot Earhart are all wearing various one-piece flight uniforms.

In a city on the west coast of the United States where a parade also broke out, Ninel and his partner Ania stood in an office on the second floor of an office building, each holding a telescope to look at the crowded streets downstairs.

"Is this Hela's appeal?" Ania asked with great interest.

"There are a lot of idiots on the Internet," Ninel replied in an unexpected way.

"If we mix a few psychopaths in the crowd, it will be very lively!" After Aniya finished speaking, she looked eagerly at Ninel who was still holding the binoculars.

"It is true"

Ninel replied without looking back, "But we can't do this, it will affect our mental hospital business."

Hearing this, Aniya looked regretfully at the "female pilots" crowding shoulder-to-shoulder on the street, "So we just look at it like this?"

"We are just spectators, there is no need to go on stage in person at this time."

Ninel casually threw the binoculars in his hand on the sofa behind him, and said mockingly, "Look, the anger of those women on the street is not so easy to appease, their vengeance is far greater than Men are stronger."

"Especially the US officials don't care about this kind of thing at all, right?"

Ania, who had already seen it through, also showed a mocking look, "I'm afraid the recruiting officials don't care either."

"They don't even care about nuclear bombs, so why would they care about the life and death of an antique American pilot?"

Ninel spread his hands, "Of course the U.S. officials don't care. Those politicians don't even care about Americans who are still alive, so why would they care about Americans who have died long ago?"

"So this matter ended up like this?" Ania asked, frowning.

"But Americans, especially American women, care."

Ninel said as he walked out, "This is a seed of hatred, it will germinate sooner or later, in the hearts of those 'women who hold grudges'. Of course, this has nothing to do with us."

“It really doesn't matter”

Ania also dropped the binoculars in her hand, and said with a smile while keeping up with Niner, "We'd better be spectators."

As Aniya said, everything that happened on the street had nothing to do with them, let alone the netizens who initiated this activity in the first place.

As for Wei Ran who is far away in Russia, he really only found out about it when he saw the international news, so naturally it doesn't matter.

Compared to this crap that had nothing to do with him, and even if he could hit it, he would have to break the pole. Now he obviously cares more about Diane, the head of the Edelweiss Organization who came to visit before the holiday is over.

"Mr. Victor, Happy New Year. I am here to give you a New Year's gift on behalf of Little Mesut."

In the library that was not open during the holiday, Diane took the coffee from Lola and said with a smile, "Before that, Mr. Little Mesut asked me to apologize to you on his behalf. In one sentence, and will say in the future, 'Seeing the recruiter makes him physically uncomfortable,' especially after seeing the recent headlines."

"I accept Mr. Mesut Jr.'s apology"

Wei Ran put down the coffee he had just picked up, and said with a disgusted expression on his face, "I also saw those old photos, which really made people very uncomfortable. To tell you the truth, my girlfriend was even scared and had a nightmare. , especially when I was attacked by those bastards last year."

"I've seen those photos too, and it's really nauseating."

Diane also put down the coffee cup that was about to touch her lips, "Talk about something else, Victor, as I said just now, I am here to give you a New Year's gift instead of Mr. Mesut, who is too old I'm getting older, and my body isn't very good, so I can only ask you to come here.

Of course, he very much welcomes you to visit Austria when you have time, and he said he will entertain you well. "

"So he found his father?" Wei Ran asked after taking a few deep breaths pretendingly.

"found it"

Diane nodded with a look of admiration, "I went to the location you provided with Mr. Mesut's son and found it. We not only found the body of Captain Mesut and the sleigh he made by himself, but also found him. Letters to wife and son."

Speaking of which, Diane opened the briefcase, took out a check worth 15 Euros, and pushed it to Wei Ran, "This is the commission paid by Mr. Mesut. Besides, he also prepared a check for you. A birthday present."

Before the words were finished, Diane took out another photo from the briefcase, and pushed it to Wei Ran together with the check, "This is the sleigh we found and built by Captain Mesut himself. Mr. Mesut Jr. decided to This kind of sleigh will be reproduced, and before the Chinese New Year, the first 500 sleds and [-] pairs of ski equipment will be given to you."

"Send me a hundred sleighs?" Wei Ran couldn't react for a while, "What are you sending me sleighs and skiing supplies for?"

"Mr. Mesut's son and I rushed to the hot spring camp on your transport plane with the help of Greva."

Diane explained with a smile, "We even stayed there for a day and enjoyed the hot springs and skiing, and heard that it is your girlfriend Aurora's property."

"So those sledges."

"right"

Diane nodded, "After seeing the photos, Mr. Meisu hopes to replace the ski equipment produced by their factory in that camp, especially to replace the hunters with the sleds designed by his father. It is also a way to help his father Fulfilling his last wish of crossing the Ural Mountains."

Before Wei Ran could speak, Diane continued, "In addition, Mr. Mesut, after reading Aurora's announcement, after you participated in the Wilderness Survival Challenge, he hopes to join hands with Miss Aurora to open another A polar challenge."

"Another polar challenge?" Wei Ran frowned, vaguely guessing something.

Sure enough, Diane took out a map from her bag, opened it, and pushed it to Wei Ran, "Starting from that labor camp, and taking the stone house where Captain Mesut stopped for the Pole Challenge, divide them into sled groups. and off-road vehicle group, each group has a total prize money of [-] euros.

Held annually, the challenge begins on the day that polar night falls over the stone house and stone watchtower of the abandoned labor camp. "

After a short pause, Diane took out another check with a smile of 15 Euros and pushed it to Wei Ran, "If possible, this check will be the start-up funds for organizing the competition. Besides, Xiaomei Mr. Suter is willing to buy the abandoned labor camp and the one-kilometer land around the stone house in the name of your girlfriend Aurora to support the competition."

"What a rich man" Wei Ran couldn't help sighing.

"It's all conditional"

Diane spread her hands, "Frankly speaking, Mr. Mesut is not at a loss. The two challenges must be exclusively named by 'Gotze', and he also needs to share the proceeds of the competition."

"please wait for a moment"

Wei Ran stopped what the other party was saying, "I'm not good at business negotiation, and it's my girlfriend's business after all, I'm not qualified to make decisions for her, so how about talking directly with her? "

"sure"

Diane breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and said bluntly, "I'm also not good at this kind of thing, and I just came here on behalf of Mr. Mesut to make a foreshadowing in advance. If there is intention, the son of Mesut will soon I will come over and personally participate in business negotiations."

"Let's leave this kind of matter to those smart people to discuss by themselves." Wei Ran said with a self-mockery, "I'd better continue to study history."

"It's really not something we are good at." Diane followed and spread her hands, and immediately, the two showed helpless smiles.

Diane, who came here with sincerity, introduced Sui Sui, who was playing Landlord Fight with Lola and Lu Xinda. After hearing that there was such a good thing, the latter immediately called Anfeya who was hiding in the room to play the game. Go to the library and start a preliminary contact with Diane.

As for Wei Ran, under the hint of Anfisa, after returning to the house next door, he came to the living room on the second floor.

"There was a little accident," Anfisa said immediately after sitting down.

"What accident?" Wei Ran raised his eyebrows.

"The parade provoked by Hella is out of control"

Anfisa said in a "none of my business" tone, "there are more and more self-organized demonstrations across the United States and Canada, and there have been some bloody incidents."

"Will we be found?" Wei Ran asked casually while grinding the coffee beans given by the rich woman Koko.

"of course not"

When Anfisa said this, he was full of confidence, but then he said, "But the shrike in the cage is wanted. To be precise, it was wanted by many countries at the same time. Even Charon There are people inside who are buying information about him."

"If the hidden danger is too great, find a way to get rid of him"

Wei Ran's tone was still casual, the shooter code-named Shrike was originally planning to use it to strike a thunderbolt.He will never forget that the bird once tortured and killed Lu Xinda's younger siblings, and this alone is enough to sentence him to death.The reason why he is still alive is nothing more than being useful for the time being.

Hearing this, Anfisa nodded, helped Wei Ran open the Moka pot on the table and continued, "In addition, the Shrike account has recently received a lot of information about buying pilot photo negatives, and the highest asking price has reached [-] US dollars per piece. .

The IPs of the vast majority of buyers are from Zhaohe, and it cannot be ruled out that someone is trying to catch the gunman Shrike through this network trap.Also, there are a lot of voices on the Internet questioning the authenticity of the photos. "

"Negatives don't sell"

Wei Ran put the ground coffee powder into the Moka pot, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Didn't you shoot the second video? Find a way to publish it."

"Ok"

Anfisa nodded, got up and left the small living room on the second floor before the electric ceramic stove on the table heated the Moka pot to a suitable temperature.

Poured a cup of coffee by himself, Wei Ran narrowed his eyes comfortably after taking a sip, enjoying the warm afternoon sun to his heart's content.