War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 236
At three o'clock in the morning, Wei Ran took out a piece of camouflage cloth bought in Yakutsk from his backpack and tore it into long strips, wrapped it around his shoes, then put on gloves, and walked to the shore with his waist down. He took out the rowboat that had just been stowed up and pushed it into the lake again.

Shaking the boat, he slowly approached the area where the bonfire was once lit. As the distance between the two got closer, his movements became softer and gentler.

Holding up the night vision device that was removed from the sniper rifle, Wei Ran searched through his memory, and then found that there was a small lake with a diameter of no more than [-] meters connected to the easternmost side of the lake.

Between these two lakes, there is a natural dam about [-] meters wide that divides them into two pieces.And on the edge of this natural embankment, there is a tin boat with its engine removed.

Looking across this embankment, in the coniferous forest on the easternmost edge of another small lake, there are three or four tents scattered scatteredly, and there are quite a few oil barrels scattered beside those tents , There are four or five water pumps arranged on the shore.

However, the moment he packed up the rowboat and boarded the embankment, there were manic and low-pitched dog barks from the direction of the tent on the opposite bank.

This is good news, Wei Ran immediately got into the coniferous forest on the shore, quickly climbed up a pine tree, and then looked over with his binoculars.

Soon, the barking of the dogs was stopped, and a flashlight beam jumped out from one of the tents.With the beam of the flashlight, Wei Ran could vaguely see that the person coming out of the tent was exactly the middle-aged man who was refueling at the gas station.

But not long after, the pair turned around and got into the tent, and even the light of the flashlight was dimmed.Wei Ran, who was hiding on the pine tree, thought for a while, put away the binoculars and carefully moved to the shore, picked up a stone, and threw it into the lake.

With a "plop", as the stone smashed into the calm lake, the dog that had just calmed down started barking desperately again.

Soon, the flashlight that had been extinguished not long ago was turned on again, but before Wei Ran could react, the middle-aged man who got out of the tent actually pulled out a pistol and pulled the trigger directly above his head!
With the sound of this crisp gunshot, the lights of the other tents were also turned on one after another. Seeing this, Wei Ran, who had succeeded, immediately hid his body and looked over with his binoculars.

In the clear and sharp field of vision, those men who held flashlights or wore headlamps could see each one more clearly, but these people did not have the smuggler he was looking for at all, not even the few boys who brought the smugglers over. Did not see.

However, it was also through the other party's light that he could see clearly the ivory piled in the middle of the tents, and even more clearly see several fresh bear skins supported by wooden frames.

This is very good news. As long as these people have souvenirs that need to be sold, they are not afraid that the smuggler will not come. The only thing that is uncertain now is when the other party will come.

Anyway, having known Ji Ma for so long, and the other party is an experienced hunter, Wei Ran naturally knew that the gunshot just now was just to scare away the wild animals that might be around.

At this time, if you provoke the dog in charge of the night watch again, as long as the other party is not stupid, he will definitely guess that there are people hiding around.

Because, before the other party's people got into the tent, he quietly retreated to the shore, and after clearing the blurred footprints on the ground, he quietly rocked the boat and returned to the shore not long ago. hiding place.

After picking up the row of boats, Wei Ran cleaned up the traces again, took the backpack left here, and with the help of the night vision device in his hand, he walked westward carefully in the direction of the road in the coniferous forest on the north bank of the lake.

The forest in this season is far more dangerous than in winter. Not only are the hungry Siberian bears waking up from hibernation, but the wolves that have survived the long winter night are also more ferocious than in summer.But even more dangerous are the traps set up by hunters and the swamp hidden under dead branches and leaves.

Fortunately, there is less than 400 meters straight-line distance from the asphalt road built in the Soviet era. In addition, there will be no heavy trucks pulling logs in the forest, so it is easier to walk than the logging road in the south.

It took a full hour and a half for Wei Ran to wade out a retreat route through the forest, and walked back and forth along this route two or three times until he was sure that he could follow this route. The route, without the help of night vision goggles, quickly ran back to the van parked on the side of the road. Then, before the sun rose, I steered the row boat again, and carefully observed the coast along the shore of the lake again. environment of.

Fortunately, there is only one abandoned and collapsed hunter's cabin on the south bank of this lake, which makes Wei Ran's next operations more convenient.

When the morning sun reflected on the calm lake again, Wei Ran had already returned to his hiding place on the north shore of the lake, lying on a row boat that served as a bed board in a camouflage cloth.

As for whether the smuggler will come here, Wei Ran is not sure, but he is sure enough.After all, it's too close to Lower Petjaskh. As the saying goes, "the one who is close to the water first wins the moon", as long as any of the smugglers or the mammoth ivory diggers on the other side of the lake has a normal mind, the two sides will definitely soon we will meet.

Sure enough, after waiting half asleep and half awake in the row boat all day, with the roar of the engine, the tin boat on the east bank of the lake also sailed to the pier on the west bank under the setting sun.

Seeing this, Wei Ran rubbed his face to wake himself up as soon as possible, and then took out the anti-tank gun mounted on the gun cart from the metal notebook!

The cat stepped on the two large frames of the cannon cart into the wet soil, and Wei Ran sat on the horizontal board of the rowboat, wearing a camouflage cloth and slowly shaking the ratchet to complete the bolt opening.

With the help of that weird optical sight, Wei Ran glanced at the empty pier on the east bank. After thinking for a while, Wei Ran replaced the anti-tank gun with a magazine full of high-explosive shells and a matching muzzle brake.

Ready to shoot, Wei Ran roughly estimated the distance. It was less than 400 meters from the north bank of the lake where he was hiding to the west bank pier, and the distance to the center of the lake was even shorter.

For this 20mm caliber anti-tank gun, this distance can be said to be handy even against the Soviet and German tanks in the early days of World War II, not to mention the rusty iron boat.

After waiting patiently for nearly an hour, a heavy truck and a dirty off-road vehicle slowly drove to the edge of the pier.As the truck's door opened, two Maozi jumped down from both sides of the truck's cab, and then, as the off-road vehicle's door opened, Wei Ran also showed a surprised expression on his face.

In the high-power scope of the anti-tank gun, the little devil smuggler in a hunting suit walked slowly onto the pier, and boarded the small iron boat under the leadership of the two boys.But the two boys who got off the heavy-duty truck had already climbed onto the roof of the truck, lying on top of it and setting up their guns.

"Sniper at the middle door?"

While teasing secretly, Wei Ran moved the gun release button with his fingers, and with a soft "click", a high-explosive bomb was pushed into the chamber.

However, he did not shoot in a hurry, but waited until the iron boat carrying the smuggler was about to drive to the middle of the lake, then aimed at the two hairs on the front of the truck, and pulled hard. trigger.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a dull gunshot from the north shore of the lake, the two men on the roof of the heavy truck were also shrouded in the killing range of the high-explosive bomb!
Didn't see the damage effect at all, Wei Ran had already turned his gun and aimed at the iron boat in the middle of the lake, and used the ring sight in the high-power optical sight for air defense to trap the one who squatted amidst the gunshots. the smugglers!
Immediately after the second gunshot, the smuggler was directly smashed into two pieces by the high-explosive bomb with huge energy!
That's not to mention, the two Maozi who came together on the same boat, and the Maozi who was in charge of sailing the boat were also not spared.

The minimum diameter of the 20mm high-explosive bomb's live target killing is about five meters, which is far beyond the size of the iron boat itself, and therefore, the fragments of those exploded warheads easily reaped the lives of everyone on board !
Ignoring the iron boat that was still moving slowly on the lake, Wei Ran moved his gun again, re-aimed at the off-road vehicle that was about to turn around at the West Bank Wharf, covered the driver's window with the front sight and decisively pulled the trigger!
After the gunshots, the off-road vehicle that was about to escape immediately lost control, drove crookedly onto the pier, and then plunged headlong into the cold lake water.

"It will save me trouble," Wei Ran muttered while aiming at the boat full of corpses and pulling the trigger.

Under the ravages of the high-explosive bomb, the small boat with only a thin layer of iron was easily blasted with a large enough breach. Immediately afterwards, the small boat tilted its bow and began to sink rapidly.

At the same time, Wei Ran has also taken back the anti-tank gun and the row boat under him, and put all the shell casings he picked up into the food box by the way.

Before leaving, he carefully cleaned up the traces left by the cannon carriage and the blurred shoe prints on the ground, and then, wearing the camouflage cloth, walked along the road in the dark coniferous forest shrouded in dusk. Stepped on the retreat route and ran to the van parked on the side of the road.

After returning to the car smoothly, Wei Ran untied the cloth strips that wrapped his boots and the camouflage cloth on his body, stuffed them into a ball, started the dilapidated van, and drove straight into the only one in the small town of Lower Petyaskh. car wash line.

Seeing the employees of the car wash shop foaming the car, Wei Ran said hello, walked to the opposite side of the road, got into the small hotel where he rented, took a shower and changed into clean clothes, and found a place to have a meal by the way. Only then did he unhurriedly drive the cleaned car to the public parking lot in front of the local police station.

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