War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 203 The Bed Collapsed

"Snowflake's Mission"

Doctor Jason, ambulance driver Florey and others died in an avalanche on November 1944, 11.

Markla, an anti-tank fighter, withdrew from the Civil Guard at the end of the Lapland Campaign due to physical reasons. In April 1945, through the efforts of Markla, the remains of Dr. Jason and others were finally found, and they were buried together in the underground ice cellar of the hunter's lodge during the snowstorm.Markla died in a dream on a winter night in 4 at the age of 1971.Buried in the cemetery behind the Hunter's Lodge during a snowstorm.

Konon, a reporter from Pravda, faked his death by an avalanche at the end of the Lapland War. He used the pseudonym Jason and became Karl's partner. He died of an overdose of sleeping pills on the night of the collapse of the Soviet Union on December 1991, 12.He was later buried by Karl in the cemetery behind the hunter's cabin in the snowstorm.

Carl, an anti-tank fighter, retired from the Civil Guard due to his health at the end of the Lapland War. After the war, he became a comedian under the name of Flory. Died in spring 2000.In accordance with his will, his daughter buried him in the cemetery behind the hunter's lodge during a snowstorm.

Under Wei Ran's gaze, the metal quill didn't list the medals any of the above people had won at all this time. Instead, it only provided an address in Muonio and a set of extremely precise coordinates.

After that, the quill wrote in another line, "The snowflakes on the rock wall have made their final choice the moment they fall from the sky."

With the sound of turning pages, the quill continued to write under the red swirl on the back of the page, "The helplessness of war is that one day, as an enemy, you may have to point your guns at the former friend."

As the metal quill fell on the soft bed, Wei Ran was not in a hurry to take out the unrecognizable thing floating in the vortex, but flipped the paper and took out the food box.

However, when he opened the food box, he immediately fell into disappointment. In the hunter's hut in the snowstorm, the bullets he had worked so hard to exchange for with Snickers bars did not appear at all, but those Snickers bars were gone. On the first layer of the box, ten 9mm pistol bullets were visible to the naked eye.

Sure enough, there is no loophole to drill.
Wei Ran cursed secretly, put the food box back in the book, turned to the page where the latest vortex appeared, grabbed the thing floating in it and tried to pull it out, but unfortunately, this completely unfamiliar thing couldn't be pulled at all.

"It seems that there are a lot of things, so be careful."

Wei Ran had already suffered from the loss of the medical kit last time, so to be cautious, he got off the bed decisively, first put the P38 pistol back into the bag, and then took out the latest thing he got from the metal book.

However, with a crisp "click", the hotel's wooden bed broke from the middle, and a small cannon with a strange shape appeared on the thick mattress!And Wei Ran's left hand was gripping the two large gun carriages fixed on both sides of the barrel!

This is not the anti-tank gun used by the Markla father and son! This has a gun mount, isn't this the anti-tank gun they used?But where did the original gun mount come from?

At this time, Wei Ran couldn't care less about the wooden bed collapsed by the sudden appearance of the small anti-tank cannon. Each has a metal tray, and a metal ammunition box is fixed on each tray with a cowhide strap, and an additional thick magazine is inserted on the main body of the anti-tank gun.

After hesitating for a moment, he first unloaded the magazine full of shells on the anti-tank gun. After making sure that there were no bullets in the chamber, he opened the metal ammunition boxes on the two pallets.

Inside this ammunition box, which I had seen on Markra's sleigh, there were three magazines, each loaded with bullets, with "armor-piercing", "incendiary", "high-explosive" written on them in German. The inside of the cover of one of the metal ammunition boxes is also fixed with muzzle brakes corresponding to different ammunition. As for the inside of the cover of the other ammunition box, there is a complete set of anti-tank weapons for disassembly and maintenance. Tool of.

Thanks to the innate calculation ability of Huaxia people and this simple but exquisite arrangement, he can calculate it without using his brain. There are a total of six magazines in these two ammunition boxes, and each magazine contains 10 rounds. Cannonballs, or three different kinds of ammunition, a good twenty rounds each.

Pick up the magazine that was originally installed on the anti-tank gun, which contains 10 rounds of solid training ammunition.So if you add them in, that's 70 rounds?This is more ammunition than the semi-automatic rifle in the metal book? !
What's more, in addition to the mechanical sights, this gun also comes with an optical sight, so even if those training bullets can't penetrate the armor, at least it's not a loss to use it as a big sniper poking in the dark.And no matter how bad it is, how can it not be as good as the big pole on Baiyangdian?

After restoring the ammunition boxes and magazines to their original state, Wei Ran groped a bit, released the thick and thin artillery racks of the two bicycles from the two support rods extending outward from the sides of the muzzle brake and pushed them to the Where they should be in combat state.

Although the two big frames with hoeing aids could not touch the floor at all because of the collapse of the bed, it is not difficult to imagine that with their help, the recoil force enough to push him back would be effectively offset.

Re-fixed the two large mounts on both sides of the muzzle brake. After pondering for a while, Wei Ran understood the reason why Markla didn't bring this extraordinarily exquisite gun mount with this design. Although this thing has two There are two solid rubber tires, but just looking at the weight of it and the anti-tank gun itself that can easily crush the bed, it is a nightmare to drag it through the waist-deep snow in Finland!
"We need to find a safe enough place to try this big guy." Almost at the same time as Wei Ran said this, he had already thought of the best location for the test--Inta!
"Aiyangdian, where little devils are rampant, may also be a good choice."

Wei Ran struggled to resist the urge to buy a plane ticket to return home immediately, and continued to research on this anti-tank weapon.

According to the nature of the metal book, no matter the anti-tank gun or the supporting gun carriage, there is no serial number or inscription on it.And looking at the butter on the muzzle and the intact green paint on the cannon carriage, you can tell that this is another first-hand product that has been "restored to factory settings".

Having seen enough novelty, Wei Ran reluctantly put it back into the metal book, and then began to worry about the crushed wooden bed.

"This broken bed is too weak." Wei Ran finally could only curse secretly, picked up the phone by the window and called the waiter at the front desk.

Not long after, a waitress in her thirties with big breasts and wide buttocks knocked on the door. After seeing the wooden bed that collapsed from the middle, the woman subconsciously glanced at Wei Ran's belt, and said in a charming tone , "This bed costs 200 euros. Of course, if you can wait until I get off work at four o'clock in the afternoon, maybe I can find a way to make the hotel pay you 200 euros."

"Forget it, I'll change to another one."

Wei Ran, who was a little moved, finally honestly took out two hundred euros and handed it to the waiter, then turned around and left the room under the sad eyes of the waitress.

He kept in mind Teacher Dalia's warning back then, and now that he is a well-known historian, he must work hard to maintain this disguised identity.In other words, now that he is a person of status, how can he be put on the bed by a hotel waiter?Anyway, I have to wait for him to put on makeup and change his face, right?
"Blood loss, there is no chance to show our country's prestige."

Standing at the door of the hotel, Wei Ran looked at the waitress behind him who was talking to her colleague with a heartbroken face, finally gritted her teeth, took a taxi in despair and went straight to the villa of the old man Noah who invited him over.

Putting the P38 pistol back into the candy box and returning it to Noah along with the rest, Wei Ran simply submitted his resignation letter, "Mr. The investigation process is over, so I am going back to my studio as soon as possible."

"Probably. How long will it take?" Noah asked eagerly.

"The answer may be available in half a month to a month"

Wei Ran said ambiguously, "If it's slow, it might take about half a year."

Noah, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was relieved when he heard the words, "It's only half a year, I can afford to wait. When is Mr. Victor planning to leave?"

Wei Ran said bluntly, "The sooner the better."

"Then I'll ask Ralph to take you back"

Noah looked up at the young man pushing the wheelchair, "Ralph, send Mr. Victor back to Volgograd, and remember to leave him [-] euros for consulting fees and [-] euros for investigation fees, cash .”

"Okay, Grandpa." Ralph respectfully agreed, and then asked with a playful smile, "That BMW motorcycle downstairs."

Noah smiled, "That was originally a birthday present for you, but if you want to get it, at least you have to wait until Mr. Victor is sent back."

"I'll make arrangements now!" Ralph regained his energy immediately, took out his phone and began to arrange the itinerary.

After staying in Noah's villa for most of the day, and having a sumptuous dinner with the old man, Wei Ran boarded the flight to Volgograd that night accompanied by Ralph.

After a long flight back to the studio in Volgograd, Ralph left Wei Ran with [-] euros in cash, and made an appointment to contact him immediately if there was any progress, and then left the studio by car.

At the door of the studio behind him, Wei Ran immediately called Professor Alexey before the other car disappeared into the corner of the street.

It's not time to go to the Finnish address and coordinates provided in the metal book, but he can't wait to try the anti-tank gun.

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