War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 1452: Standards of Weiyan

Amidst the increasingly fierce gunfire, Wei Ran and others who were running wildly saw a black smoke column steaming directly in front of them.

As the distance got closer, the four of them heard piercing screams and wails one after another in addition to gunshots!

While running, Wei Ran had already replaced the grenade launcher in his hand with a high-explosive round.

He was not the only one who was also preparing. Zach and Li Youfu were also preparing. However, their preparation was to load new film into their respective cameras.

Soon, they saw the boundary of the jungle, as well as the paddy fields outside the jungle and the burning elephant grass on one side of the paddy fields.

Just across the paddy fields from them was a similarly small village, but just like the village Wei Ran and the other three had been to before.

At this moment, the only few thatched houses in the village have been set on fire. In the open space outside the village, there are still people kneeling on the ground. Beside these people, there are a few who have torn off their clothes and are curled up. woman and child.

Not far from them, there were several armored vehicles and a Patton tank parked that were firing fiercely into the jungle in the other direction.

Gently patting the shoulder of Ruan Qingcha, who had already drawn out the M72 rocket launcher again, Wei Ran waited for the other party to look over cautiously, and immediately made a telescope look in front of his eyes with both hands, and at the same time said, "Troye, help me translate. , I will help her attack these invaders, but she must listen to me."

"You want to help her!" Troyer asked in shock, "The person who attacked us?"

Wei Ran knew that this was because the firepower on their side was more intense, so they were regarded as the main force.

As an American, using American weapons to fight American tanks is really a classic American intangible cultural heritage project.

Wei Ran muttered to himself and decisively pressed the launch button.

"Ask her what's going on in this village?" Wei Ran said calmly while holding up the telescope to observe.

The 19-year-old female guerrilla happily handed the rocket launcher to Wei Ran, and at the same time secretly tightened the grip of the 54 pistol at her waist.

"She said this was one of the strongholds where they stored weapons and where the guerrillas used to hide."

"boom!"

For a moment, the soldiers with sticks were caught between the light group and the smoke from the fire. The American soldiers may not even realize that they were already moving in the smoke because of the light group behind them. The moving shadow puppets are just as conspicuous!

"boom!"

Just when the rocket easily broke through the weak armor on the side of the tank turret, Weiyan had already pulled the trigger and fired the high-explosive bomb that had been prepared.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

The moment the explosion sounded, the machine gun that suppressed them suddenly misfired, but soon, more firepower came to suppress it.

As he expected, the aluminum-magnesium alloy shell of the armored vehicle was easily ignited by the incendiary bomb, releasing a bright light group.

Wei Ran snorted, raised the camera, and answered calmly while pressing the shutter, "I'm not Zach, and I don't care about journalistic professionalism. I have my own standards of measurement."

This time, there was no need to translate at all, or maybe she wanted to see if Wei Ran really wanted to help her.

Taking advantage of Li Youfu's translation, Wei Ran ran a few dozen meters to the side to avoid Zack and the other three, and took aim at the turret of the Patton tank with his rocket launcher.

"Our people?"

"What are your standards?"

In the second explosion that followed, the killing zone within a radius of fifteen meters accurately enveloped the machine guns on the top of two of the armored vehicles as well as the surrounding soldiers using armored vehicles and tanks as bunkers.

Wei Ran, on the other hand, was no longer prepared to continue fighting here. So while moving in the direction of Zach and others, he fired the few remaining smoke bombs into the paddy fields between the captured villagers and the jungle again and again.

"call out!"

As Wei Ran spoke, he hung the telescope around his neck and pointed at the rocket launcher in Ruan Qingcha's hand.

Having said that, the soldiers with sticks did not stop at all. Of course, Wei Ran, who had changed positions, also had no intention of ceasefire, and fired a white phosphorus incendiary bomb aimed at the armored vehicle that was already sealed by thick smoke!

"I don't like them"

Rolling again, he changed positions and fired the last incendiary bomb, which ignited an armored vehicle again. The "helpers" on the other side seemed to also fight back.

"Talk to her"

Finally, he loaded the grenade launcher with the only No. 4 buckshot. When Wei Ran ran back to his original position, he discovered that there were only an M16 rifle previously used by Li Youfu and the Mauser rifle with a scope. In addition to the bullet casings on the ground, there was a small pool of blood and a Yue-Vietnam 65 kettle that seemed to be deliberately placed on the blood.

There are people injured! Wei Ran frowned immediately. He could even guess from the kettle that they must have gone near the small pool.

Through the telescope, he could clearly see that the main force fighting at this time was, as expected, the Hanbang servant army. But among these people, to be precise, behind the tank, he also saw a conspicuous person. An acquaintance - Robert, a black communications soldier from Team T!

Secretly memorizing the locations of those armored vehicles, Wei Ran quickly put on a smoke bomb and fired it, and then fired the second, third, and even fourth and fifth bombs.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Tom!"

Almost at the same time that Wei Ran heard the gunfire of the iconic Mauser rifle, he also heard the burst fire of the AK rifle from the same position.

"Bazooka"

Almost as soon as the rocket flew out, he abandoned the launcher and picked up the grenade launcher instead.

As for whether these villagers knew or dared to take advantage of the chaos and follow the smoke and run into the jungle, and whether the soldiers with sticks discovered their intentions, they really had to leave it to fate.

Wei Ran ignored Zach who was taking pictures of himself, and while opening the front and rear covers of the rocket launcher, he said, "There is a price for me to help her. When we are all safe, she will seriously accept Zach's interview, and I hope to be able to She traded our pistols, and I liked the Chinese pistol she used."

While Wei Ran was speaking, he had already taken the binoculars hurriedly handed over by Ruan Qingcha who looked flustered. At the same time, Li Youfu also asked, "What should we do?"

With a slight noise that was not too loud, the incendiary bomb flew in a parabola across the paddy field less than a hundred meters between the two sides, and accurately hit the armored vehicle that Weiran had positioned well in advance.

Almost as he was rolling away from the firing site, several soldiers with sticks who reacted quickly also hurriedly switched the muzzles of their guns and began to suppress him with fire.

It’s Ruan Qingcha, so who is the other one? Lai Youfu or Zach?

Unlikely Zach.

Wei Ran shook his head secretly, and happily pressed the remaining high-explosive shell into the grenade launcher. Taking advantage of the machine gun that was suppressing him to move in the direction of Ruan Qingcha, he decisively pulled the trigger.

Zach, who was also pressing the shutter, asked with interest while Li Youfu was translating.

When he put incendiary bombs into the grenade launcher for the sixth time, Wei Ran hid behind a big tree and shouted in panic, "Stop fighting! It's a friendly force!"

After picking up the M16 and taking out the magazine, Wei Ran immediately threw it aside. The magazine was empty.

I hooked the Mauser rifle over and took a look. There were still a few bullets left in it.

With a "click" sound, Wei Ran pushed the bullet into the chamber. Wei Ran kicked the kettle down to make it look more natural. Then he crawled and quickly changed to a position that was not affected by the machine gun like a flexible lizard. After taking aim, He pulled the trigger towards an arrogant machine gunner.

"boom!"

After the crisp gunfire, the machine gun fire suddenly stopped, and Wei Ran immediately moved his position and loaded a bullet into the rifle.

The firepower here fell into decline, and some soldiers immediately rushed over through the muddy paddy fields that had been planted with seedlings. By the way, they also pulled the triggers on any villagers who dared to escape along the smoke without any scruples.

"boom!"

Wei Ran killed a pickle spirit running in front with one shot, and then he didn't even bother to change the bullet. He just glanced at the marks left by Zach and the others, and then hurriedly ran in the other direction, not forgetting to pick up the gun at the same time. Take out your pistol and fire a shot from time to time to make a noise.

Under his lure, some of his pursuers followed him into the jungle and hung up behind him.

And thanks to the smoke bombs he fired before, quite a few of the villagers also ran into the jungle smoothly. These people can undoubtedly also help Zach and the three distract their attention.

Looking up at the top of his head, Wei Ran silently counted the time, and then stuffed the empty pistol back into the holster.

After continuing to run deeper into the forest for four or five minutes, he immediately changed direction, moved sideways and hid. At the same time, an Ithaca 37 trench gun appeared in his hand.

Soon, a team of only 7 people covered each other and caught up.

What Wei Ran didn't expect was that in addition to the six soldiers with sticks in this 7-man team, there was actually a rifleman from Team T. And it was obvious that this rifleman who walked at the end occupied the leadership position. !

After looking at the shotgun in his hand, Wei Ran put it away and picked up the grenade launcher again. He waited patiently for these people to walk past him, then quietly stood up and walked toward them. The trigger was pulled!

"Oh!"

Amidst the strange gunfire, dense No. 4 buckshot rushed towards the group of soldiers who were close at hand.

Looking at Wei Ran again, at the same time as the bullet was fired, he had already released the launcher, and an Ithaca 5 shotgun filled with bullets and replaced with a 37-round magazine appeared in his hand!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After Weiran pulled the trigger and relied on pumping and loading to complete the firing, the team that had not noticed him just now was knocked to the ground by the dense shotgun without any powerful reaction.

Not only them, but even the T-Team soldier who was deliberately left behind by him had half of his arm knocked off at the elbow, and the buttocks and kidneys of the person in front of him were also smashed.

Amidst the continuous screams, Wei Ran slowly took out shotshells one by one from the Type 56 bullet bag on his waist and stuffed them into the magazine. After loading the gun with a click, he greedily stuffed additional ones into it. One.

Looking behind him, Wei Ran bent down to pick up the grenade launcher and put it on his shoulder. He walked up to the T troop soldier who was rolling in pain, stepped on his broken arm, and pressed the muzzle of his shotgun against it. Holding his other arm, he asked, "What's your name? Forget it, whatever your name is, answer my questions before you go into shock due to blood loss, and I'll help you treat your wounds."

"It's you! Why are you"

"What are you doing here today?" Wei Ran was rude when he saw that the other party recognized him.

"Look for Sergeant Brad and your bodies," the soldier said through gritted teeth, "Quick, help me."

"Don't worry"

Wei Ran smiled, "Where's Platoon Commander George? Is he here?"

"no"

The soldier immediately replied, "He is a guest in the Hambang people's camp."

"How many people are here this time?"

"Two platoons of soldiers with sticks, and two squads from Team T."

"What's going on in the village outside?" Wei Ran took the time to ask.

"That's the village closest to where the helicopter crashed."

The soldier replied painfully, "We also found Sergeant Bullard's personal belongings there, and then we were resisted."

"Did Angus survive?" Wei Ran finally asked.

"Alive, survived!" The member of the T team immediately replied, "He said that you were shot down by the guerrillas. He fell down halfway. He has no idea whether the others are alive. We are here this time. It was also his suggestion.”

He is clearing himself of suspicion.

Wei Ran instantly guessed Angus's plan and asked with a normal expression, "Where is he now?"

"Has been sent to Xian."

"boom!"

After getting the answer, Wei Ran pulled the trigger towards his neck without waiting for the opponent's wrist.

After loading the gun and adding another bullet, he looked around, put away the shotgun and pulled out the Kabbah saber on the side of his backpack. Whether alive or dead, he stabbed each other in the heart and neck, and also captured a lot of them. Something useful.

In addition to the first-aid kit that everyone had, he also turned out several 40mm grenades, compressed biscuits, and two canned meats.

Without enough time to count carefully, he finally pulled out M67 grenades from the corpse and stuffed them under the corpse, and then hung a few more on himself.

Finally, he picked up the M16 rifle used by the T team member, wiped the blood from the opponent's elbow on his face, and buckled the opponent's helmet.

After dressing up, this helpless historian ran boldly in the direction he came from, and at the same time shouted loudly for the medical soldiers at the top of his lungs.

Soon, a medical soldier with a stick ran over.

"Come with me!"

Wei Ran immediately shouted hello to the other party in English, almost dragging him to run towards the corpse again.

"Crack!"

Just when he saw the corpses, Wei Ran suddenly hugged the medic's head and squeezed it hard. With the crisp sound of bone cracking, the not-so-tall medic with a stick in his hand also felt his body. So soft, he fell to the ground like a piece of shit.

Looking around, Wei Ran exchanged the M16 rifle in his hand and the helmet on his head for the opponent's Red Cross helmet and the two medical bags on his waist. By the way, I didn't forget to stuff two grenades with the tabs removed under the opponent's body despite the rain and dew.

After clapping his hands and standing up, the brave Wei Ran stretched out the four medical bags hanging on his waist, stuffed the camera and binoculars hanging around his neck into the bag, and ran quickly in the direction where Zach and the other three stayed.

At this time, the fighting here is still not over. Some of the soldiers who returned to the jungle also walked back with excitement on their faces while holding the captured villagers - they had captured the guerrillas!

He bent down to pick up the Vietnam Aid kettle dropped by Zach and the others. Wei Ran picked it up in his hand, stopped a soldier holding a stick, raised his finger and pointed in the direction he came from, and said hurriedly in an unfamiliar language, "Stretcher! Need it over there!"

As he spoke, he gestured with his hand to sign "10" with an anxious expression.

"You guys, come with me!"

The soldier holding the stick first made an OK gesture towards Wei Ran, then waved his arm vigorously, and led the people around him to rush towards the direction directed by Wei Ran.

Without looking at the captured villagers, Wei Ran ran quickly into the depths of the jungle like an anxious and responsible medical soldier, while also deliberately avoiding any white or black soldiers he encountered. .

"Boom! Boom!"

Soon, two consecutive explosions of grenades attracted the attention of most soldiers in the jungle. Weiran also took this opportunity to run a few steps amidst the faint roar of helicopter propellers.

Running all the way, when he was completely out of the battle line, the fighting in the village behind him was still going on, and there was even more intense driving. He could even clearly see a Huey quilt through the leafless canopy. RPG poked down.

What's today's number?

Wei Ran counted the time inexplicably, secretly wondering whether this conflict would become the trigger for a major war.

Probably not. Now those "good brothers" who have been working hard are concentrating on preparing to launch the Spring Festival Offensive. They should not start a hasty attack here.

Thinking of this, he also stopped and carefully stuck a grenade with the tab removed between two branches at the root of the bush he had just deliberately passed through.

Carefully letting go of his hand, Wei Ran quickened his pace and continued running wildly. At the same time, he was always paying attention to the top of his head, guarding against the helicopter that might appear at any time.

Before the gunfire stopped in the village, and before he returned to the edge of the mountain spring, he saw Zach and Li Youfu hiding under a tree, and Ruan Qingcha with gauze on his shoulders!

"Victor! You are finally back! I knew you would come for me!"

Zach was so excited that he almost jumped up after seeing Wei Ran, "Hurry up! She is seriously injured!"

"How did you get hurt?"

As Wei Ran spoke, he knelt down and opened the medical bag, checking while asking.

"She was injured by a stray bullet," replied Li Youfu, who helped hold the wound.

"Take your hands away"

While Wei Ran was speaking, he had already inserted a stick of morphine around the wound of Ruan Qingcha.

Her injuries were neither serious nor serious. One of the wounds opened a bloody groove on the scalp above her ear, which almost opened her eye socket and temple, while the other gunshot wound was on her shoulder. It opened muscles and broke bones, and it remained in her body.

"Did you shoot just now?" Wei Ran had already begun the debridement work as he spoke, "By the way, help me keep an eye on the direction from which I came and the top of my head."

"Shot fired." Li Youfu, who looked away, subconsciously tightened his grip on the AK rifle in his hand.

"Victor, if it's convenient, please re-answer the question you just asked." As Zach spoke, he raised the camera again and pointed it at Wei Ran, "What are your standards?"

"As I said, I don't like them." Wei Ran, who was busy at work, replied matter-of-factly, without delaying his work at all.

"Friend, can't you be more honest?" Zach said helplessly.

"Only when photographers uphold justice and objectivity can they avoid staining the lens with blood."

Wei Ran borrowed a footnote plagiarized from a metal book, and then added extremely seriously, "In order to prevent the lens from being stained with blood, I don't mind getting my hands covered in blood."

"So what's the standard of justice?" Zach asked relentlessly.

"I don't know what the standard of justice is"

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, the bullet stuck in Ruan Qingcha's shoulder had been pulled out with a hemostat and thrown away. He continued firmly, "But at least I know that this war has nothing to do with justice from the beginning. ”

"I was convinced by you"

As he spoke, Zach put down the camera that had taken the photo, took out his notebook and wrote and drew while saying, "From now on, if necessary, I will also take up arms."

"Compared to this, you'd better make a stretcher as soon as possible."

While Wei Ran was busy cleaning the wound, he calmly encouraged her, "After I suture the wound, she will be unable to move on her own due to excessive blood loss, and may even fall into a coma, so we need a stretcher."

"no problem"

Zach responded happily, took out the obstacle removal knife and chopped two wooden sticks with thick wrists. Then he took out the waterproof nylon cloth used to set up the tent in the bag, and with the help of Li Youfu, he made it into A stretcher.

"Why do you want to help me?"

Li Youfu pointed at Ruan Qingcha who had just said something, "She just asked that."

"Want you to be interviewed by Zach"

Wei Ran smiled and replied, "In addition, you have to exchange pistols with me. These are the reasons. Translate it to her. In addition, tell her to shut up and keep quiet. I will soon help her sew up the wound on her face. That's a Fine work.”

After Li Youfu finished translating, Ruan Qingcha took the opportunity to pull out her pistol and placed it at Wei Ran's feet, then closed her mouth and even her eyes.

Smiling silently, Wei Ran sped up the movements of his hands. After suturing the wound on her shoulder, he started to treat the wound on her head.

However, he had just cut off the sutures on the opponent's head, and before he had time to bandage it, Li Youfu said nervously, "Someone is catching up!"

Looking back at the shadowy figure more than a hundred meters away, Wei Ran bandaged Ruan Qingcha's wound as quickly as possible, then took off the helmet on his head and helped him put it on, and finally even pulled it out from his waist The empty 1911 pistol was handed to the other party along with a spare magazine filled with bullets.

"Carry her on a stretcher and get out of here first."

Wei Ran had already picked up the Type 54 pistol as he spoke, and was secretly looking forward to whether he could be rewarded with this gun if he could go back alive this time.

"Where are we going?" Li Youfu said, having already carried Ruan Qingcha onto the stretcher.

Zach picked up his backpack and replied with the same confusion, "How do I know?"

"Leave quickly, you can discuss it slowly on the way."

While Wei Ran was talking, he picked up the AK rifle again and put the compressed biscuits he had seized, two extra medical bags and even the water bottle he had picked up on the stretcher.

After Zach and the two carried Ruan Qingcha away, Wei Ran unhurriedly unhooked his buttocks and packed them into Ruan Qingcha's toad bag. At the same time, he also took out two AK spare magazines from it and pinned them to his belt. superior.

Instead of rashly engaging in a firefight with the approaching pursuers, Wei Ran deployed two extremely unstable trap grenades near the blood-stained gauze as quickly as possible, and then pulled out all the remaining grenades on his body. The tabs were stuck in pairs of American kettle cups and covered with blood-stained gauze.

Picking up the grenade launcher, Wei Ran stepped back while inspecting the 40mm grenade he had just seized.

Unfortunately, there are only 7 grenades in total, two of which are signal bombs, and two incendiary bombs. Only the last three are high-explosive bombs.

After thinking for a moment, he still pushed in a high-explosive bomb while retreating three times in one step.

When the two sides were nearly a hundred meters apart, Wei Ran hid behind a tree, raised his grenade launcher and aimed at the conspicuous white gauze.

At this time, the pursuers were not far away from the ball of gauze, and two of the top soldiers had even discovered the white gauze that was very different from the surrounding environment.

This is still the White Horse Troop, and there’s not much progress, right?

Wei Ran muttered as he pulled the trigger towards where the gauze was!

"Tom!"

Before the high-explosive grenade exploded, he turned around and ran away, not caring whether he would be discovered by those chasing him because of the loud noise.

"Boom! Boom!"

After the first explosion, the explosions that followed followed one after another, which immediately overwhelmed those who had just found the clue.

Don't come for the helicopter, don't come for sure!

Wei Ran was thinking about it while running wildly. However, within five minutes, he heard the roar of a helicopter behind him!