War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 266
Turning on the flashlight again, Wei Ran, who was still a little unwilling to give up, checked the small and poor cell again.

Is it true that the gutter capsized?
After thinking for a moment, he stooped and walked to the edge of the iron gate, took out the Mauser bayonet from the metal book, and knocked the back of the knife on the iron fence that was as thick as a cucumber, making a bang bang bang noise.

After waiting for no one to respond to him, Wei Ran was relieved a little, then retracted the bayonet, took out the SVT40 semi-automatic rifle from the metal book, turned the muzzle, and smashed the iron gun hard with the thick buttstock. on the observation window of the door.

Compared with the solid fence itself, the observation window on the iron door outside is much more fragile. After a few strokes, the thin layer of iron sheet was smashed open, allowing some light from outside to come in by the way.

Putting away his rifle, Wei Ran leaned over to the observation window and looked out. As far as he could see, except for a corridor with a lot of sundries left behind, all he could see was the one on the other side of the corridor. iron gate.

After careful observation, Wei Ran stretched out his hand along the observation window. However, because the fence door on the inside blocked it, although he could barely touch the padlock on the iron door outside, but because he had nowhere to use his strength, he couldn't do anything at all. Pry open with one hand.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he withdrew his arms and took a few deep breaths to force himself to calm down. After continuing to stare at the opposite iron gate for some observation, he turned to pick up the handcuffs at his feet.

Connecting the two handcuffs together, Wei Ran unfastened the belt of the rifle, fixed one end of the handcuffs on the iron fence inside, and then used the other end to buckle the padlock outside the door with difficulty.

Everything was ready, he stepped on the gun belt with one foot, and tightened the lock connecting the handcuffs.Finally, after cautiously observing the situation outside, he took the lockpicking tool in one hand, carefully stretched out the observation window, and fumbled it into the keyhole.

The difficulty of picking a lock with one hand is far greater than the trouble caused by not being able to see the keyhole. However, in the past half a month at Hongqi Forest Farm, I spent two or three hours practicing lock picking almost every day. After trying, with a crisp click, the padlock was finally let go with Wei Ran twisting the unlocking tool happily.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Wei Ran stretched his arms and took off the padlock, then pulled the latch and gently pushed the iron door open.With plenty of light flooding the low, cramped cell, the next thing was easier.

It was easy to pry open the lock on the iron fence, and Wei Ran, who only wore a pair of underwear, walked out of the cell, and finally stood up straight with his bent waist.

Carefully looking at the twenty-meter-long corridor, he carefully walked to the window at the end of the corridor with bare feet, while listening to the movement around him.

Walking carefully all the way to the end of the corridor, Wei Ran poked his head out half of the wall and looked out. What he could see outside the window was a fence with barbed wire and sentry towers.And in the distance beyond the wall, there is a sparkling lake.

It's just that I don't know if it has been abandoned for too long, not only the wall and sentry tower have been covered with vines, but even the flat ground between the wall and the building where he is located is covered with waist-high weeds.

Not in a hurry to go downstairs, Wei Ran went back to the door of the cell where he was once imprisoned, carefully went to the door of several cells opposite the door to listen carefully for a moment, and then opened them one by one without worry.

Until he was sure that there was no one watching him or any monitoring equipment in these cells, he put away the observation window cover that he smashed down with the butt of his gun not long ago, while thinking reluctantly, Could it be that he really capsized in the gutter and was tied up by robbers?

"If I knew it earlier, I would keep putting the satellite phone in the food box"

Wei Ran muttered regretfully to himself, bent down to pick up two dusty orange prison uniforms, and then climbed up the stairs to the top of the building.

Walking down from room to room, he didn't get any valuable gains at all except that he replaced the conspicuous prison uniform in a long-abandoned wardrobe with a set of Soviet-era camouflage pants and a sea soul shirt.

In no hurry to put on this set of dirty clothes, Wei Ran wrapped the slightly larger set of camouflage pants and sea soul shirt with the prison uniform he found first, and then climbed up the stairs to the roof.

Looking around, the prison was far smaller than I imagined. Apart from the building I was in, there was another small building with only three floors.

In the middle of the two buildings, there are still some old-looking cars abandoned in the waist-deep grass.

Looking from a distance, except for the rather large lake, the other three directions are all dense coniferous forests, and there is not even a road.

Where the hell is this sending Lao Tzu?

Wei Ran murmured to himself, carried his clothes to the first floor, brushed away the waist-deep weeds, and walked carefully to the opposite building.

Compared with the pitiful six-story concrete building full of prison cells and few windows just now, the condition of this three-story building is much better. Not only do each room have large enough windows, but also the various furniture and furnishings inside are also Everything is available.

But the strange thing is that there is nothing with words or pictures here at all. It can even be said that, in a sense, this place is much cleaner than that prison building.

Seeing nothing, Wei Ran looked out at the sun through the window. After hesitating for a moment, he walked barefoot to the iron gate that was partially hidden, and went straight to the lake in the distance.

At the same time, in a sentry tower connected to the wall, an old man over half a century old raised his binoculars and looked at Wei Ran in astonishment. After hesitating for a moment, he immediately ran down from the watchtower and entered the Looking at Wei Ran's cell building.

It's a pity that the only observation window cover that counted as evidence was taken away by Wei Ran, not to mention the gun belt and lockpicking tool that he had already put away, so naturally he couldn't find any clues at all.

"Did this little guy hide the lockpicking tool in the chrysanthemum? It's really disgusting."

The old man muttered something strangely, then pressed the launch button on the hand console and said, "The target escaped from the bell tower earlier than expected, you all follow closely."

"Follow what?" Wei Ran walked out of the stairs with his hands raised, looked at him with a smile and asked, "So this is really another test?"

"Why are you back?" The old man looked at Wei Ran who was getting closer and closer, as if he had seen a ghost.

"You're showing off." Wei Ran, who was only wearing a pair of underwear, put down his hands and said.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Tell me where you got it wrong?"

"pinhole"

Wei Ran moved closer, pointed at the pinhole on his arm and said, "It's normal for a robber to use a stun gun if he doesn't want to kill someone, but it's a bit outrageous for a robber to be anesthetized. Although it's my first time in Kirov, even so You know, a man who can get narcotics, and use them properly, can make a decent living without robbing at all."

"That's all?" the old man asked while hanging the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.

"I've been tricked more than once, so I have to be careful." Wei Ran answered with the clothes roll in his hand, "But since someone really appeared here, and they haven't stopped me from leaving this abandoned Prison, so do I have to say the rest?"

"It's really not necessary." The old man asked with a smile, "Tell me how you opened the iron gate of the prison."

"It's very simple." Wei Ran stretched out his hand towards the other party, "But before that, why don't you return my clothes to me?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly ran towards the opponent with all his strength, and reached out to grab the opponent's arm.

And the old man's reaction was fast enough, almost at the same time Wei Ran moved, he had already started to retreat, and at the same time, one hand reached out to the stun gun hanging on his chest.

However, almost at the same time that he was holding the handle of the gun, Wei Ran had already grabbed his wrist. While using the weight of his body to force the opponent to bend down, the other hand was also squeezed into the shape of a chicken paw. He poked at the hollow of the knee of one of the opponent's legs.

When the old man who had pulled out the stun gun involuntarily bent his knees, he tried to point the gun at Wei Ran before he pulled the trigger.Wei Ran, whose back had already hit the floor, had already bent his knees, and hit hard on the opponent's nose when he bent over.

This merciless knee bump directly caused the old man to have a nosebleed, but the moment he subconsciously raised his head, Wei Ran slammed his muddy foot on the arm holding the gun on the elbow.

Kicking the stun gun in the opponent's hand, Wei Ran immediately got up, picked up the clothes roll filled with half a brick in advance as a meteor hammer, and hit the opponent's shoulder directly on the other side.

"Stop! Stop!" The old man yelled while covering his bleeding nose, holding back uncontrollable tears.

"Okay!" Wei Ran happily picked up the stun gun, aimed at the opponent's thigh and pulled the trigger.

After changing his tone of screams and convulsions, the old man who was really overturned in the gutter lay straight on the floor.

"This massage is really good for bone setting"

Wei Ran muttered to himself, until he was sure that he had completely controlled the other party, then he unhurriedly took off the walkie-talkie on the other party's shoulder, and then took off the binoculars around his neck and some small bits and pieces hidden in his clothes.

After all, he didn't want to get into too much trouble with these old guys of unknown origin. Wei Ran resisted the urge to strip the other's panties, carefully took out the electric needle embedded in the other's thigh, and sent the old man to the prison where he was once imprisoned. In his own cell, he dug out the two handcuffs from his clothes bag, and leaned the old man's feet against the iron fence.

Before this was over, he dug out a piece of wood from a stool leg in another building not long ago from the clothes roll, and smashed it into the keyhole of the handcuffs with the brick hidden in the clothes roll , was completely relieved.

After such a short time, the old man with blood on his face has regained consciousness.After seeing his feet being handcuffed to the iron fence, he immediately gave up resistance, "Okay, call Daria, the game is over."

(End of this chapter)