War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1383 Cat Ear Piercing and Knife Squad Leader

In the basement of the library, Wei Ran locked the explosion-proof door, then turned and walked into the studio, placing the clues and items he had just brought from his home area on the long table one by one.

After taking a deep breath, he did not take out the metal book. Instead, he walked to the shelf, took down a bottle of gin, opened it, raised his head and took a sip from the boss.

I hate the harder jungle as much as I hate the working history associated with Poland.

Wei Ran muttered to himself as if he was insane, then rubbed his face vigorously and sat down at the edge of the long table again.

“Find yourself a reason why you must go.”

Wei Ran looked at the things on the table and thought hard, trying to convince himself, but at the same time, he had to admit that he was really a little scared at this time.

The decision to go or not to go is naturally up to him.

But he also knew that if he didn't go, he might always think about it.

We have gone to Stalingrad, we have gone to Leningrad, we have gone to Grozny and Savage Mountain, what else is there to be afraid of? Isn’t it just that the special code is harder for monkeys to do?

Wei Ran encouraged himself unyieldingly, and finally took a deep breath, held his breath and took out the metal book.

While he was waiting, the pale yellow pages quickly turned to the latest blank page, and the metal quill also drew a black and white picture.

In this picture, there is a man wearing a large five-leaf camouflage, holding an August 81st bar in his hand, an chest strap around his waist, a red rope of glory bombs hanging on his neck, and a radio station on his back. Short soldier.

This cat ear hole is reinforced with bamboo pieces, and there is a bend in the direction of the exit.

Almost subconsciously, he took out two compressed biscuits and put them in his pocket, and then stuffed another biscuit into the accessory bag containing the gun cleaning tool.

Not only that, but immediately afterwards, he also smelled the obvious, almost close-at-hand smell of corpses, as well as the damp and rotten smell unique to the jungle, as well as the strong earthy smell.

Wei Ran frowned as he looked at the next thing that appeared in the red light.

Just after the painting was completed, the metal quill pen also wrote line after line of writing. However, what made Wei Ran extremely worried was that this time the writing turned blood red again!

This Nikon SP camera with a big eye lens was a trophy obtained from the Japanese war criminal photographer at the end of the replica in Papua New Guinea.

Language mission: Kill at least two enemies with cold weapons without attracting attention.

On the other side of the body, there are two ammunition boxes at the corner of the bed against the bamboo wall. An August 80st rifle with the butt folded is leaning on them. At the head of the bed, there is a GK helmet with green cloth cover.

Forget it, he still found a locust full of blood at the base of his thigh.

Did you also give P44 kettles to the British troops at Savage Mountain? Not bad, eh? Why was he given such an unlucky thing? "

Role identity: Scout Guard Ran

Return mission: Complete the missions of guiding, capturing prisoners, and luring enemies, survive until you return to your own position, take at least three group photos, and kill at least 5 enemies.

However, he didn't expect that this thing that he had hardly taken out since he got it would be so "destined" with the jungle.

Ignoring the soaked and muddy Jiefang shoes on his feet, Wei Ran lit a cigarette and took a long puff, while inhaling the rich and mellow smoke into his lungs without forgetting He took off his big pants and burned off the leech that was almost sucking on his dick with a cigarette butt.

In addition, there is a green thunder (cannot hit that front, the same below) peak bag.

After an extra careful inspection, Wei Ran took another puff of his cigarette and observed everything inside the cat-ear hole.

This was not over yet. He also took out the British P44 kettle from the metal book and unscrewed it until he was sure that it was filled with clean water. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and had time to continue looking around.

He was only wearing a pair of shorts that seemed to have been modified by shortening the trouser legs of the 78-style military uniform. The shorts were not even equipped with a belt, but only used two red and blue floral elastic bands to tighten the waistband.

In this box of cans, there are also two glass bottles of canned pineapples, a box of mosquito coils and even a pack of candles.

There is also a color photo on the back of this small mirror, but the girl in this photo actually has two braids, wearing a green military uniform and black cloth shoes, with a Leifeng bag slung on her shoulder, and holding a 56 and a half in her hand. , Suisui smiled brightly and brightly like a little fool, and even the background of the photo seemed to be Aiyangdian, where her grandma’s home was located.

He stuffed the scout dagger into another magazine bag on his chest. He picked up the 78 pot and shook it. He unscrewed the lid and took a small sip. It was slightly salty and seemed to be mixed with... some sand in the water.

"The Mauser bayonet, I know you have it, the compass and the flyback watch, this is good, this can be used. And the flashlight and the engineer shovel? These two are good, you can also use them!

Not daring to act rashly, Wei Ran blinked his eyes quickly, and then he saw that he seemed to be in a small cave.

You're such a bad book, you're really good at getting things done.

Wei Ran twitched his lips, but somehow he chose to re-wrap the small mirror, stuff it into the magazine bag on his chest, and keep it close to his body.

Beside the wooden bed where he was sitting, there were two barrels of 761 compressed biscuits and a box of cans containing luncheon meat and diced pork with soy sauce.

First, he unzipped his chest and took a look at the glory bomb hung around his neck with a red cloth rope. Then Wei Ran unzipped his pants and took a look. He was completely naked inside, but he didn't even have any underwear.

Opening the backpack, in addition to a brand new 78-style green military uniform, there is also a new pair of Jiefang shoes, two pairs of socks and a rubberized canvas raincoat.

Especially at the bottom of the enamel pole, there is a tube of film and a small round mirror that is only the size of a palm and wrapped in blue cloth.

While Wei Ran was thinking secretly, he used the dim light of the candle to observe the environment in the cave and his own outfit.

Sharp knife class?

Wei Ran's heart skipped a beat and he turned to look at the head of the bed. There was a neatly folded blanket. On one side of the blanket was a 78-style backpack with his name also written on it.

There was a mask on his face, and there was a bandage on his right thigh that seemed to be stained with blood.

Inside the helmet, there was also a scout dagger and a Type 78 kettle. On the green canvas kettle cover, the words "Sharp Knife Class Guards" were written in black writing.

But this is not bad. If nothing else, at least this camera is definitely good at shooting in low-light environments, and it is also suitable for use in more difficult jungles.

I dug out a "niche" about the size of a lunch box on the red clay wall in front of me. Inside, a candle as long as a cigarette was burning quietly, emitting a dim light, trying to illuminate every inch of space in this small cave. .

Next to the box are two white plastic square buckets with a capacity of 25 liters. On one of the square buckets, there is a green enamel funnel tied with green shoelaces.

Wei Ran couldn't help but feel dumbfounded when he opened his satchel. In addition to a towel and several boxes of Hongtashan, the bag also contained most of the Monkey King premium jasmine tea stuffed in an enamel jar with a lid.

I'm afraid I'm going to die this time

Wei Ran had such a pessimistic thought inexplicably, and then saw the props he could use.

In addition to this set of shorts, a 81-style chest strap hangs loosely on his shirtless upper body. The four magazine bags on the chest are all stuffed with magazines filled with bullets. There is a set of bullets in the accessory bag on the left. The gun cleaning tool, in the accessory bag on the right, is an 82-2 hand grenade, half a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes and a small aluminum shell lighter.

As Wei Ran waited expressionlessly, what hit his face this time was not the familiar white light, but a bright red light that seemed to be filled with the smell of blood.

However, no matter how much he looked forward to it, nothing new appeared in this seemingly man-eating red light.

But most importantly, he seemed to be carrying an injured child on his back.

Is it a cat ear piercing?

After swallowing the saliva slowly, he picked up the heavy steel helmet and put it on his head carefully. Then he picked up the August 1st rifle, deftly took it apart and inspected it, and picked it up with his toes. Opened the other two ammunition boxes beside the bed.

There was nothing else in these two ammunition boxes. They contained boxes of bullets and Type 67 wooden handle grenades.

Quickly reassembling the Bayi bar that had been checked correctly, Wei Ran took out a bullet from the magazine, put the bullet head against the bullet in the magazine and pressed down gently, and easily removed all the bullets from the magazine. The magazine was ejected.

He randomly selected a few bullets and weighed them. He pressed the bullets into the magazine as quickly as possible and loaded them into the gun. Then he took out the four magazines in the chest hanger one by one, ejected a few bullets and checked them. Ichiban.

Until everything was confirmed, he had time to take out the camera, flashlight and other items in the metal book and check them.

Fortunately, the metal book was extra generous this time. Not only did the flashlight have batteries and sufficient power, but the camera also contained a roll of film that had not yet been used.

Carrying the camera in one hand and the 81 bar in the other, Wei Ran crawled out of the corner at the waist, turned around, raised the camera, adjusted it, and pressed the shutter towards the damp and dim cat ear hole.

"Wei Ran! Where is Wei Ran from the Sharp Knife Squad! Comrade Wei Ran!"

Almost at the same time as he released the shutter, a deliberately controlled shout came from outside the cat's ear hole. "arrive!"

While Wei Ran put away the camera, he responded in a low voice, and then noticed a young soldier who was dressed similar to himself and looked to be about 20 years old, leaning close to the entrance of the cave and whispering, "Comrade Wei Ran, Hurry up and get your weapons and equipment and come with me, the knife squad leader is calling you."

"Okay, right away!"

Although Wei Ran didn't know who the other party was, let alone who the "Knife Squad Leader" he was talking about was, he agreed very readily and moved very quickly.

Digging back into the depths of the Mao'er Cave, Wei Ran stuffed the water bottle on the bedside into his backpack and carried it in his hand. He turned around and got out again. Following the young soldier, he hunched over the traffic ditch and left the place. I don’t know if there will be a chance for the cat’s ear piercing to come back.

"The knife squad leader is right there."

The young soldier leading the way raised his finger and pointed to the intersection of the transportation trenches not far away. "Comrade Wei Ran, you can go there by yourself. I will take over your work."

"it is good"

Wei Ran responded, continued to bend his waist, walked over quickly with a backpack in one hand and a rifle in the other.

Soon, he saw a short soldier who only had an extra hurdle vest on his upper body and a belt on his waist.

"Come here quickly." The other party waved to Wei Ran and whispered in Mandarin with an indiscernible accent, "Follow me, I have a mission."

"What mission?"

Wei Ran followed the other party and continued to move along the traffic trench while ducking and asking in a low voice. By the way, he also glanced at the other party's wrist.

However, the other party's wrist was wrapped with a green towel, and it was impossible to tell whether he was wearing the Dongfeng brand watch.

"how could I know"

The short soldier, who seemed to be the squad leader, explained in a low voice as he walked away, "The platoon leader asked me to bring an assistant to see him, and he didn't say anything else."

Hearing this, Wei Ran stopped asking any more questions and followed the opponent out of the position. After turning left and right, he got into the bed of a truck that seemed to be waiting for them.

"Are there any cigarettes?" Squad Leader Dao asked impatiently before the car started.

"Have"

Wei Ran took out a pack of Hongtashan from his backpack and handed it to the other party. Then he took out a lighter. After the other party tore open the cigarette case, he lit a cigarette for the other party.

"You can keep it, I still have it."

Wei Ran refused the cigarette that the other party handed back, then took out the previous half pack and lit one for himself.

"When you get to the command post, hurry up and get a haircut, take a shower, and put on new clothes." Squad Leader Dao said in a puff of smoke, "Have you prepared your suicide note?"

Wei Ran was stunned when he heard this, and then replied, "It has been prepared for a long time."

"That's enough." Squad Leader Dao waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him, but said nothing more.

Less than half an hour later, the truck stopped. The squad leader Dao also asked Wei Ran to get out of the car. He pointed to a red brick house and said, "You can get a haircut there, and you can take a shower next door. Go quickly. I'll do it later." past."

"Okay" Wei Ran responded immediately, carrying his backpack and striding into the bathroom.

This bathhouse is not big, there are only 10 shower heads fixed on the wall. At this time, a few young men were taking a shower in the inner room and talking to each other in a dialect that Wei Ran could barely understand.

Taking off his rudimentary clothes, Wei Ran got into the shower room, randomly selected a position and turned on the switch. Suddenly, warm water poured down from his head.

He picked up what seemed to be a communal soap from the small basket on the wall and rubbed it all over his body. When Wei Ran was about to wash away the foam all over his body and go out, he noticed two people walking in with a washbasin.

"I heard that this time the regiment leader found us an old scout who has fought in self-defense and counterattack to lead the way?"

One of the two men asked in an authentic Beijing accent as he walked in. When he finished speaking, he happened to be standing under the shower head next to Wei Ran.

“Not very attractive”

Another person stood under the shower of "Beijing Movie" across from Wei Ran, and said in Mandarin with a slight nasal sound and Guanzhong accent, "niania! That knife squad leader is really awesome. Listen to the platoon leader, he"

"Xiao Xifeng, Xiao Xifeng, you are already a communications soldier, can't you speak Mandarin?"

The Beijing movie guy next to Wei Ran interrupted him, "niania, niania, I don't even know how to write these two words."

"You"

The soldier known as "Xiao Xifeng" put down the enamel basin in his hand, and finally said in Mandarin with a less accented voice, "This knife squad leader is extraordinary."

"Why is this unusual?" Najing Pianzi asked as if he was praising him.

Obviously, Xiao Xifeng, who has a simple personality, did not "get" the other party's little joke. He soaped up his body and said, "Well, I heard from the platoon leader that he used to be a militiaman in front of the branch, and he is a native of Laoshan. On the way to the front, the family members were killed by cannons blown up by those yellow dogs (military monkeys were called yellow dogs at the time, and civilian monkeys were black dogs).

He can speak Vietnamese and is familiar with the terrain there. In 79, I worked as a guide and translator with the reconnaissance company of the 40th Division. Well, I heard that it would be harder to move supplies if we went together.

Later, the knife squad leader seemed to have made a great contribution. I heard that even the division commander had met him and made an exception to keep him and assigned him to the reconnaissance company. Now he is the squad leader of the sharp knife squad. With him here this time, it will definitely be a sure thing. "

"Hey! You've already met the teacher, so you're just a squad leader, right?" Na Jingqianzi said disappointedly.

"Hey! Don't dare to talk nonsense!"

Xiao Xifeng wiped the Momo around her eyes, lowered her voice and explained, "Well, I heard that Squad Leader Dao is illiterate, and when he fought with the 40th Division, he also killed many yellow dogs and Black Dog avenges his family. If not for this, he might be in the newspapers and become a company commander!"

"Even the black dog was killed?"

Na Jingxian was surprised and lowered his voice, and showed most of his snow-white butt to Wei Ran who was eavesdropping.

"Niania! I heard that he killed more than a dozen black dogs, big and small! He even burned down the house!"

Xiao Xifeng whispered, "But it's all thanks to him, otherwise I don't know how many people would have died at that time. Well, I heard that the leader directly gave him his watch."

"There's something about this guy"

Na Jingqianzi seemed to be interested. He picked up a bottle of shampoo from his basin, which was definitely considered a luxury product nowadays, squeezed out a large amount and applied it on Xiao Xifeng's head, and then squeezed out another amount and applied it on Xiao Xifeng's head. On his own head.

"Hey? Do you need it? I see your hair is longer than mine, is it from the front line?" Na Jingpianzi said, and already handed the bottle of shampoo to Wei Ran.

"Thank you"

Wei Ran, who was eavesdropping, waved his hand after he finished speaking, "I'll cut my hair later, so I won't need it."

"Is your accent from the north?" The Beijing film maker immediately became interested, "I am Lu Yao, what do you call me comrade? Where are you from?"

"Ma Li" Wei Ran casually made up a name that the other party must have heard countless times, "I've already been called this name, how can you not know me?"

(End of this chapter)