War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1440 The Medic’s Gift

Amidst the roar of the helicopter, Wei Ran and others followed the T team led by Wild Boar George and returned to the bullpen camp safely.

They declined Platoon Leader George's invitation to have lunch with them, and the other party's attempt to interview the captured guerrillas on the pretext of military secrets.

With both gains and disappointments, the three people silently returned to their temporary wooden house.

"Bang!"

Zach put the camera hanging around his neck on the table, lit a cigarette, and whispered with a sullen face, "What happened today is simply an insult to the camera lens. What did that wild boar think of us?" ?”

"So what should we do?" Wei Ran also took off the two cameras hanging around his neck and asked in a calm tone.

"This kind of film full of false lies should be pulled out directly and exposed. No, wait before doing this."

Zach changed his mind mid-sentence, and Li Youfu's originally bright eyes dimmed.

But then, he heard Zach say, "We will go to the Hambang Man's camp tonight as originally planned to see if there is anything to gain there.

As for everything I captured today, ha!

I would rather send back the sexy photos of the beautiful girls we took than allow such photos to appear in my reports. This is simply a stain on my career! "

After saying this, Wei Ran also noticed that Li Youfu seemed to be relieved and his eyes seemed to become brighter.

"Tell me about Angus and those villagers."

Wei Ran promptly changed the subject, "Did you gain anything from their interviews?"

"Angus doesn't seem to know what George the Boar is doing"

Zach frowned and replied, "Or rather, George the Boar seems to be hiding something from Angus."

"Can you keep it a secret?" Wei Ran reminded bluntly, "After all, you can get the gossip with just some small gifts."

"Remember the gossip I told you?"

Zach lowered his voice slightly, "There was once a medic who belonged to the T team who tried to expose this matter, and then he was killed in action."

"so."

"The person who revealed the news to me was actually the previous medic of Team T."

Zach hesitated for a moment, and finally said frankly, "Actually, I didn't get this news after I came here. It was in Da Nang, when the last medic of Team T was still alive.

I came to the bullpen camp this time to verify the authenticity of the information he provided, so I waited patiently for a few months and took the initiative to contact Angus, who was transferred to the T team. He helped to arrange the interview here. .

We had worked together several times before he was transferred to the T team, so he was more or less trustworthy. "

"Zach, is there anything else you're hiding from us?" Wei Ran frowned and asked in a low voice.

Zach shook his head after a moment of silence, "No, that's it. What about you? Troye, did you gain anything from those villagers today?"

Hearing this, Li Youfu glanced at the three cameras he had just taken off. He was silent for a moment and then shook his head, "There is nothing valuable to gain. Those villagers are not friendly. No, I mean, they are all Terrified."

"You'd better not hide anything from us," Wei Ran reminded seriously.

"I don't!"

Li Youfu replied immediately, but even Zach could hear the trace of panic in his tone, not to mention Wei Ran.

“It’s going to be busy at night”

Zach did not delve into the intelligence that Li Youfu might have concealed. He just took off the 56-type bullet bag that Wei Ran gave him, the helmet on his head, and the pistol belt with various things hanging on it. Let’s have some fun at the camp. Also, Troye, please develop all the films I used today.”

"it is good"

Li Youfu immediately responded, then turned to look at Wei Ran and said proactively, "Victor, do you need my help to develop the negatives you took?"

"Then I'll trouble you."

Wei Ran nodded happily and allowed the other party to take out the film from the two cameras he used.

While Li Youfu took out the flushing liquid and other items from his backpack and started working, Wei Ran also took off the bullet bag of the same nationality as his own and the belt hanging with the water bottle and other items on his waist, and then took out a toothbrush. Carefully cleaning the only trophy picked up - the Yue-Yue 65 kettle made in China.

Objectively speaking, just from this ordinary-looking kettle, we can see the sincerity of China in this era towards the more difficult brothers around us who are fighting the United States.

Compared with the 65-style kettles that have been installed in large numbers in China, this humble aid can be said to be full of sincerity. It not only has an American-style canvas cover, but also has a butterfly handle and a rolled edge. Processed sets of cups, these are not available in the 65 pots used by Huaxia.

If you look at it from the perspective of future generations, anyone would probably think that this kettle is "earthy".

But in this era, when China was far less wealthy than later generations, this kettle could definitely be considered "high-end."

Not to mention anything else, even compared with the 78 pot made ten years later, the latter did not have a rolled edge treatment on the rim.

Do you think this is optional?

The person who thinks this way will probably know which one is better when the burrs on the edge of the rim of the 78 pot open a gash on his lips, and he jumps in pain and screams for his father and mother.

What's more, the extra man-hours behind such a seemingly inconspicuous treatment are also a hidden cost investment.

Similarly, domestic 65 pots still use material-saving cross canvas straps, but this Vietnamese version has the luxury of using a whole canvas cover that wraps around the head and head.

Drafting of Mahler Gobi.

While Wei Ran vigorously scrubbed the spout of the kettle with a toothbrush, he was nervous and muttered vague curses in his native language that only he could understand.

He felt aggrieved for the kettle, and even more aggrieved for China at this time.

But he didn't know that if he didn't help this poor and crazy white-eyed wolf at this time, if he didn't "drive the wolf away from the tiger".

Then when the Americans reach the Chinese border, I am afraid that the generation of Squad Leader Rudao will have to burn their blood and lives and sing bravely again.

"dong dong dong"

Almost as soon as Wei Ran had washed the kettle and pot cover, Li Youfu had washed the film, and Zach had finished washing his front and back feet, Angus also knocked on the door with the tip of his shoe. At this time, between his left and right hands, On the table, each was carrying two American lunch boxes filled with food.

"Hey! I brought you lunch."

Angus, who was missing a front tooth, greeted him enthusiastically, "There will be cold beer later, and of course, I also brought a few small gifts."

"What gift? A sexy and beautiful girl?" Zach asked expectantly while wiping his hair with a towel.

No need to use your brain, just look at Zach’s enthusiastic attitude.

This war correspondent, who has a strong build and looks slightly slimmer than the later Dwayne Johnson, giving people the illusion of a "brain full of muscles", is actually guarding against his "informant" Angus. .

"Zach, it's not dark yet, why are you talking in your sleep?"

Angus said angrily, "Besides, you will have a girl to play with tomorrow, and you will be able to play freely on the stick-hammer's territory."

"have you been there?"

Zack sat down and asked, "I mean, how are those girls' skills?"

“Very defiant”

Angus winked and said, "And the milk is very abundant. If you are willing to spend 5 dollars to give them an injection, it will be even more enjoyable. This is something you rarely have the opportunity to experience in Da Nang."

"I'm already looking forward to it," Zach said excitedly, "But what exactly is your gift?"

"You'll find out later"

Before Angus finished speaking, he turned around and ran out, leaving only a table full of various meals.

"Get him drunk later" Zach whispered.

"Look at me," Li Youfu responded confidently.

Less than ten minutes later, Angus came back with a bucket bag in his hand.

"This is my gift to you," Angus said, opening his backpack and taking out three M79 grenadier vests made of dark green nylon mesh.

This thing is almost matched with the M79 grenade launcher. There are a total of 24 ammunition bags arranged on the front and even the sides that can be used to hold 40mm grenades or hand grenades.

And thanks to the material, this thing is very suitable for use in tropical jungles - the only drawback is that it is a bit too heavy after being loaded with grenades or hand grenades.

“To thank Victor for taking the photos for me in Da Nang and for giving me this ammunition pouch today.”

Angus patted the Type 56 bullet bag still on his body, handed the first grenade vest to Wei Ran, and then continued to distribute gifts while saying, "To thank Troyer for helping me repair the grenade launcher butt, so Troye, this is yours.

Next, a thank you for making me a ton of dollars and for the photos I took today that will probably make it into the newspapers.

So Zach, this is yours, don't worry, these are new and guaranteed not to be stained with blood. "

"Angus, why don't you use it yourself?" Li Youfu asked after taking the vest.

"Mr. Troyer"

Angus tapped the red cross on his helmet with his finger and reminded, "I am a medic first, and then a part-time grenadier. Launching grenades is not my job.

If the unlucky guy is injured, you can't expect me to take out a 40mm grenade to treat him, right? "

"makes sense"

Li Youfu thought for a moment, took off his 56-style chest pendant and handed it to the other party, "Angus, do you want this? I think it's more useful than a belt, but I don't need such a deep pocket. Use these bullets." The film is packed in a bag and cannot be taken out when needed.”

"Let me try"

Angus took the 56-style bra pendant from Li Youfu with great interest and wore it on his body, looked at it, and then nodded with satisfaction, "You are right, it is mine."

After saying that, he did not take off the chest pendant, but instead took out a flat towel from the bucket bag, revealing a dozen cans of Cordon Bleu beer placed underneath. The gaps between these metal cans were also Filled with ice cubes!

"Gentlemen, it's time for us to have a drink!"

As Angus spoke, he had already picked up two cans of beer and handed one of them to Wei Ran who was nearest.

There was no need to give in. Just when Wei Ran opened the pull tab, Zach and Li Youfu had already picked up a can of beer by themselves, and at the same time they were regretting it. Obviously, the four of them couldn't drink this amount of beer. Drunk anyone.

Even so, as the cans of beer were consumed, the two sides began to test each other verbally.

As a bystander, Wei Ran not only discovered that Li Youfu's drinking capacity was unexpectedly large, but also gradually heard that the only question Angus cared about was when the photo Zach took today would appear in the newspaper, and when it would arrive. Will there be a photo of myself in the newspaper?

Compared with the "simple" Angus, Zach was trying to test whether Angus knew more about the erotic club in Hanbang Camp through insinuations and the singing and singing of Wei Ran and Li Youfu.

It's a pity that the only inside information Angus, who was full of Naiko, seemed to know was how exciting the "paid items" in that club were, and that those who provided services were almost all female guerrillas from North Vietnam.

Even Wei Ran was able to prove through several seemingly unrelated questions that Toothless Angus at least had nothing to hide about that club.

After the four people drank all the beer, Angus burped and mysteriously opened a magazine bag on his waist, took out three injections and distributed them to Wei Ran and others.

"What is this?" Zach asked curiously, playing with the injection in his hand.

“Good stuff to get those girls excited about”

Angus lowered his voice and said with a wink, "With just one shot, they can be excited for hours! It costs five dollars a piece in the club at the Hambang Camp, and it's not that easy to buy."

Without waiting for Zach or Wei Ran to say anything, Angus took the initiative to add, "If you want quick results, stick it directly into the blood vessel. If you want to take it slow, stick it in the butt. You will thank me then." ”

"It seems you often use this kind of thing?" Wei Ran asked with a smile while burping.

"I'm a medic"

Angus said matter-of-factly, and then took out three orange transparent plastic bottles and placed them on the table, "This is for you."

"What is this?" Zach asked curiously. There was no label on the bottle at all.

"Amphetamines"

Angus said, taking out another bottle, unscrewing it, smacking one in the palm of his hand and throwing it directly into his mouth. He drank it with the last sip of beer, "You will become happy."

"Looks like I'm going to have a sleepless night tonight," Wei Ran said, being the first to reach out and take away the small medicine bottle that belonged to him.

Under his hint, Zach and Li Youfu also took away their own small medicine bottles.

"Angus, do you want to play together tonight?" Zach asked, shaking the disposable injection and pill bottle held between his fingers.

"I want to go too," Angus spread his hands regretfully, "but I have other work to do."

After saying that, Angus stood up, picked up the bucket with the remaining ice water, and walked out while saying, "I hope you have a good time."

Watching each other leave, the three people standing at the table looked at each other. Zach looked at the medicine in his hand and murmured in a low voice, "There is also this kind of injection in the Playboy Club in Da Nang. The effect is It’s so strong that it only takes one shot to turn the Virgin Mary into a succubus.”

"Many of the American soldiers I saw were eating this."

Li Youfu held the transparent medicine bottle and said, "Almost every medical soldier sells these things privately."

"Do you remember what we talked about today?"

Zach put the potion between his fingers into his pocket, "Be it a reporter or a photographer, there are only three options in this war. Either help the US government create heroes, serve the anti-war, or expose the truth. "

"So you have to make a choice?" Wei Ran muttered as he looked at the injections and medicine bottles in his hands.

"I made my choice a long time ago"

Zach sighed, “The same lies that shaped America’s heroes as these happiness potions, as well as those politicians who claim to be patriots, are taking the lives of those soldiers.

Just like the 38-string war more than ten years ago, we once again launched a de facto war of aggression out of self-righteousness. "

"So...are we still going at night?" Li Youfu asked in a low voice, holding the potion in his hand.

"go"

Zach sighed, "We have to go, we have to go, or else."

"Otherwise we will die here," Wei Ran reminded with a sigh.

"Yes, we will die here" Zack sighed.

"Who is our enemy?" Li Youfu asked blankly.

"How can we Americans figure it out if it's a difficult problem that no one can figure out?"

Zach shook his head mockingly, and whispered as he walked to his bunk, "Let's take a good rest while there is still time. When the sun goes down, maybe we should put aside all morals."

"We." Seeing Zach stop, Wei Ran asked, "Are we going to bring a camera?"

"I'm afraid they won't give us this chance," Zach said almost confidently.

"Not always."

Wei Ran touched the tattoo at the tiger's mouth and muttered to himself, but compared to the first time he entered this period of history, this time he was not looking forward to the "benefits" he might encounter at night.

While Li Youfu was clearing the table, who was clearly worried, Wei Ran also took off his clothes, walked into the bathroom and took a shower. He also took this opportunity to take out the Nikon SP that had already loaded the film in the metal book and looked at it. , wondering what the chance of being discovered would be if I took a secret photo with this camera that was a little big, especially with a camera that was a little big.

At this moment, Wei Ran was not the only one who was also looking at him with a camera.

In the room outside the door, Zach, who was half lying on the bed, opened his hip bag. After rummaging around for a while, he pulled out a hard cowhide leather case that was only about the size of a palm from the bottom.

Opening the leather case and pushing it gently with his hand, he took out a Mamiya 16 miniature camera, which was only slightly larger than a matchbox and had the words "Produced in Occupied Japan" etched in English.

"My family runs a camera business."

Zack weighed the metal block in his hand, which he carried as a lucky charm, and while muttering to himself, he took out a box of 16mm micro film from his bag and skillfully loaded it into the machine that he rarely used. in the camera.