War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 319 Lezhev!
After taking the second photo, Wei Ran looked left and right, and then walked into the dense fog-shrouded birch forest.

Until the tent behind him was completely shrouded in fog, until no other figures could be seen around him and no sound could be heard, a Mauser bayonet appeared in his hand immediately.

Withdrawing the bayonet, Wei Ran continued to try to get things out. To his surprise, this time the metal book did not set any restrictions on himself!Not only can I take out the anti-tank gun I have been thinking about this time, but I can also take out the half-track motorcycle I got last time and even the Heinze gasoline stove that should have been produced in the 20s!
In addition, the chocolate and seasonings he put in the food box were not skimped at all this time!

Holding the portable jug, he took a sip of the vodka that was filled in advance, and then opened the oil barrel full of vodka to smell it. After confirming that it was still filled with vodka, the smile on his face became bigger and bigger.

But then, the smile was replaced by worry.Based on his understanding of metal notebooks, this time he gave everything to himself so generously. Does it mean that even with the help of so many things, nothing can be changed at all?
After much deliberation, Wei Ran finally decided to wait and see what happened.But before going back, he could bring some small gifts to the wounded in the tent.Thinking of this, he took off the kettle on his waist, poured out the water in it, and filled it with vodka.

The oil barrel has a full capacity of 20 liters. If he is alone, even if it is used as water, he may have to drink it for a few days.As for whether the wounded could drink alcohol, he believed that nurse Lano would know how to do it.

Putting away the oil barrel under his feet, Wei Ran walked back with one deep foot and one shallow foot. At the same time, he began to think about the second key question, what time is it now, and which battlefield is here.

Just judging from the thick fog around and the yellow leaves that have started to fall, it should be autumn now. In addition to the SVT40 semi-automatic rifle that I sent myself, I can basically confirm that it is after 1940.

But this little information is far from enough for him, but the plastic leather book in his bag is completely blank, not to mention the name, not even a single letter is written, it is just like when he was a child before the end of the summer vacation. Two days of homework.

Thinking heavily, he returned to the field hospital full of tents. After searching, Wei Ran stopped Nurse Lano who was carrying a small basket in her hand.

"You haven't left yet?" Nurse Lano asked mockingly, "What's the matter? Comrade reporters are afraid to go to the front line?"

"I have my plans, but I'm not as afraid as you think."

Wei Ran said, and passed the water bottle in his hand, "Give it to the wounded, if you think they can drink."

Lano took the kettle in doubt, and the heavy hand made her raise her delicate eyebrows, then immediately unscrewed the lid of the kettle and sniffed it under her tall nose.

"So much?! Where did you get it?" Lano asked in surprise, his blue eyes filled with surprise.

"I don't like drinking very much." Wei Ran spread his hands, "These are all saved by me."

"But the smell of alcohol in your mouth seems to prove that you just drank it just now," Nurse Lano reminded suspiciously.

"Not liking to drink doesn't mean you don't drink it," Wei Ran laughed at himself, "Especially when I was buried alive not long ago."

"Well, comrade reporter, you don't have to be so serious, I'm just joking."

Nurse Lano tightened the lid of the kettle again, put it into the small basket with a smile and said,
"Anyway, thank you for the vodka, which has kept many desperate warriors alive."

"I hope so." Wei Ran followed Nurse Lano and said as he walked towards the tent, "Comrade nurse, I still have a question."

"Lano, just call me Lano." Speaking of this, the thin girl looked at Wei Ran and asked, "What about you, what's your name?"

After "Victor" Wei Ran responded, he immediately asked, "Lano, can you tell me the exact date of today?"

"26th" Lano replied without thinking, "September 9th, you don't think you have been in a coma for a long time, do you?"

"I even thought it was 1945," Wei Ran joked.

"If you could be in a coma for three years, I'm afraid you would have been sent back to the rear." Lano got into the tent as he said that, and began to distribute some food to every wounded person including Ivan. By the way She also poured a small cup of the vodka that Wei Ran had just given her to each of the wounded.

"So it's 1942?"

Wei Ran muttered to himself, and simply sat next to the young soldier named Ivan and started chatting.

However, as more and more words came out of the other party's mouth, Wei Ran's heart sank to the bottom.

It was September 1942, 9, that's right, but what really terrified him was that he heard a place name that was enough to scare people from the other party's mouth-Rezhev!

Lezhev Meat Grinder, this time the battlefield turned out to be the Lezhev Meat Grinder!
Wei Ran shivered involuntarily, but before he could ask further, a middle-aged man in a white coat walked in.

"Nurse Lano, please come here." The middle-aged man sniffled after speaking, "I seem to smell vodka?"

"It's a gift from the reporter." Nurse Lano said happily, shaking the kettle, "It's full of vodka, would you like a glass?"

"Forget it, leave it to the soldiers." The middle-aged man swallowed, turned around and left the tent.

Nurse Lano handed the water bottle to another nurse in the tent, turned and walked out of the tent.

"Guess, what good things will our Lano bring us when he comes back?" a wounded man said a little excitedly.

"She's already got the vodka, you should be content." The soldier with both legs amputated continued, "Maybe this time it's a letter from the rear."

"I guess it's a letter"

The first soldier who spoke said expectantly, "I have the vodka and the letter from home. Now I will have no regrets even if I am sent back to the front line."

"What can we people do even if we go back to the front line?"

Ivan, who was holding a boiled potato in his hand, said, "I guess they are counting the wounded who need to be sent back to the rear. Maybe we will be able to go home soon."

“It would be nice if that was the case”

The soldier with both legs amputated sighed, "But I heard that the Germans are about to occupy the railway line now. If you want to go back to the rear from here, I'm afraid it's not much safer than sending it to the front line. Otherwise, I would have done it two weeks ago. was sent away."

The soldier who lied to everyone with what to eat and what to eat said stiffly, "In this case, it's better to give each of us a rifle."

"Don't be kidding, it's a waste of resources to give those weapons to us."

Ivan finished the boiled potatoes in two or three bites, and then said rather flamboyantly, "Rather than handing it over to us, I might as well give it to my sister Lano, her marksmanship is definitely better than any of us."

"Lano's marksmanship is very good? Why haven't I heard of it?" Another nurse in the tent who was changing the dressing for the wounded asked curiously.

"My sister's fiancé is the best hunter in our area"

Ivan's tone became more and more proud, "His name is Daniela. The last time I saw him was half a month ago. At that time, he had shot and killed 12 Germans."

"But what does this have to do with Nurse Lano?" Another soldier in the tent asked puzzledly, "Could it be that a fiancé with good marksmanship can improve his marksmanship too?"

In the small tent, everyone including the nurse laughed out loud, "If it's what you said, I want to find a husband with good marksmanship, so that I can go to the front line with a gun. "

"Elisa, my marksmanship is actually very good. Maybe you can think about it. I killed three Germans before I was injured!"

The wounded who was being changed by the nurse grinned and joked, and then let out a series of screams for mercy because of the pain caused by the nurse named Elisa deliberately pressing his wound.

"My sister, Lano, used to go wolf hunting with Daniela before the war started."

Ivan looked outside, lowered his voice and said, "Listen to me, the injections and bandages she learned in nursing school are practiced with the corpses of wolves or wild boars that she hunted. This is what I wrote from my mother. knew."

"Ivan, are you bastard talking bad about me again?"

Nurse Lano's voice came from outside the tent, and she walked into the tent again, but this time, she had taken off her white coat and put on a half-new military uniform instead.

"Lano, are you going to the front line?" the nurse named Elisa asked in amazement.

"We are going to support the west of the forest. The field hospital there was hit by German artillery not long ago, and now only one nurse is still alive."

After Nurse Lano finished speaking, she handed a satchel to Ivan who was lying on the hospital bed, "Listen to Ivan, take this bag home and give it to Mom."

Ivan grabbed Lano's hand, but before he could say anything, Lano said in advance, "Danila is on the west side of the forest, near that position."

Ivan opened his mouth, and finally let go of his hand, and then tightly grasped the canvas bag that Lano gave him, "I will keep this bag for you, and when you go home, I will hand it to Mom in person. "

"Then it's settled," Lano said, and he simply stood up and was about to leave the tent that fell into silence.

"Lano"

Wei Ran on the side said, "Would you like to take a group photo for the two of you? That way at least Ivan can print out the photo and show it to your parents after Ivan gets home."

"Can you?" Ivan asked excitedly.

"Of course!" Wei Ran nodded affirmatively.

Before he finished speaking, Ivan struggled to get up from the bed, "Just here, let's shoot here!"

Seeing Wei Ran looking at him, Lano nodded after hesitating for a moment.Then he stood side by side with Ivan, intentionally or unintentionally blocking Ivan's severed arm with his shoulder.

Waiting for the siblings to get into their poses, Wei Ran helped Ivan tidy up his collar, and then he picked a suitable angle and pressed the shutter.

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(End of this chapter)