War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 38 The Unexpected Victory
At the same time that Wei Ran completed the first detonation, other positions in the 19th position had entered a critical juncture.More than one of the German tanks has broken through the barbed wire fence. At the same time, there is more than one person on the side of the 19th position. He jumped out of the trench with the prepared explosive package, ran over while the opponent's tank was firing, and climbed to the chassis. Down below, even letting the heavy crawlers crush your legs will ignite the explosives in your arms!
Amidst the explosions one after another, the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke became stronger and stronger in the air at Position 19, but fewer and fewer people were alive.Even members of the Death Squad who were lucky enough to escape from the trenches climbed up the trenches again, ready to die once again!And Wei Ran behind the sandbag wall has already connected the detonating wire to the last mine!

Amidst the rumbling explosions, the German infantry who stepped on the broken corpses of their companions and touched the sandbag wall 50 meters away turned into excellent nourishment on the Soviet land in the gunpowder smoke.

The breeze filled with water vapor and blood blew away the gunpowder smoke from the center of the explosion, but at the end, another group of German soldiers also jumped through the wreckage of the tank into the muddy trench without hesitation.

Wei Ran threw away the detonation control panel that had lost its value, rubbed the blisters on his fingertips, and then said to the young soldier hiding behind the DShka heavy machine gun, "Fire!"

"Finally it's my turn!"

The young soldier with acne on his face immediately knocked on the helmet of his companion who was responsible for supplying ammunition, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation, using a series of bursts to pierce the German soldier who had just jumped into the trench through candied haws.

Wei Ran didn't pay attention to the other party anymore, but took off the telescope stuck on the observation hole step by step.He also remembered that the machine gunner, who called himself Boris, had asked himself if Lake Baikal really had blue ice in winter.

Even because of the affirmative answer he gave, Boris, the son of a carpenter who grew up in Kyiv, once argued with himself that it was impossible to have blue ice, and repeatedly bet himself that he would go to see it after the war was over. Look, if he wins, Wei Ran will reimburse him for the round-trip train ticket and the hotel room.

"I hope you can win, even if you lose, at least you can see the blue ice of Lake Baikal."

Wei Ran took one last look at the fortitude and hatred that appeared on the opponent's face full of pimples, silently left the bunker behind the sandbag wall, and walked towards the last remaining anti-tank gun not far away.

But before he found the shadow of Aleutian or Vania, a soldier wearing glasses slid down from the top of the trench not far away.

Subconsciously glanced over there, Wei Ran couldn't help but shrink his eyes, the soldier with a big hole in his back seemed to be the artillery observer who just arrived here two days ago!However, soon, his place was replaced by a soldier with a submachine gun who was also lying on the slope of the trench.

Holding the slender anti-tank gun, the soldier retreated into the trench, unloaded and loaded it jerky, then straightened up, and pulled the trigger at a rampaging tank less than 100 meters away.

Under the gaze of Wei Ran, who was stunned, the soldier luckily finished firing the bullets in the magazine, then hid his body more skillfully, and took out half a flattened boiled potato plug from his already soaked pocket Put it into his mouth, and then took out a magazine, pulled out the bullets fixed on it one by one, and stuffed them into the magazine of the anti-tank gun one by one.

However, the moment he straightened up again, a bullet from nowhere opened a terrifying wound on his neck.

In the spray of blood, the soldier fell into the trench lying on his back, and the anti-tank gun in his arms, which was fixed by a rope to the sandbag, also seemed to be reincarnated, and was carried on the shoulder by another soldier.

"Looks like I was wrong"

Aleutian didn't know when he was standing next to Wei Ran with a cigarette in his mouth, "I thought you were the most likely willing to be a deserter, but I didn't expect you to choose to stay. If I had known this, those letters and applications The report will not be handed over to you."

"Even if I'm a rookie, even if this war has nothing to do with me, I won't be a deserter." Wei Ran shouted and finished speaking, took the cigarette handed by the other party and took a strong sip, and then stopped I can't stop coughing.

"Forget you don't smoke"

Aleutian stuffed the cigarette butt back into his mouth and took a sharp puff, and then the bullet flew into the mud in the distance. He pointed at the anti-tank gun next to him and shouted, "Help carry the ammunition!"

Wei Ran, who tried his best to stop his cough, wiped the choked tears from the corners of his eyes, bent down and waved to the soldiers who were passing the shells out of the bunker. Wei Ran, and after taking a breath, he immediately climbed up the trench, picked up a submachine gun and pointed it at the enemy outside the barbed wire.

In the dim bunker, Wei Ran bent over and handed the shells to Aleutian at the entrance of the cave or someone else who replaced him.Even Zoya came over to help carry the cannonballs for a while, but soon after, the person who carried the cannonballs became Vanya again.

Wei Ran didn't know how the battle was going outside, and didn't even dare to ask where Aleutin and Zoya had gone.Just enduring the pain in his waist, he mechanically passed fewer and fewer shells to the people outside the bunker.

But what worried him was that the sound of firefights outside became less and less, while the sound of tank engines was getting closer.

Finally, Vanya pushed away the cannonball delivered by Wei Ran, and said hoarsely, "Okay postman, the battle is about to end."

"We won?" Wei Ran looked out subconsciously.

Vanya turned his head and looked at the tank that had already driven into the trench, and waited until the opponent plunged into the three-meter-wide trench, and then was hit by two soldiers with a Molotov cocktail, and then said very flatly, "Maybe, but we It may not be possible to wait for the time to win."

Wei Ran struggled to climb out of the bunker, and then saw Aleutian who was covered in blood taking out a wooden board with the outline of a five-pointed star and a small bucket of paint from the glove box behind the artillery shield, and meticulously placed it on the shield. There are five-pointed stars that represent the record.

And in the corner behind him, Zoya's chest was soaked in blood, and those big eyes that had lost their spirit were looking in Aleutian's direction until death.

"Dang!"

Aleutian finished drawing the last five-pointed star, then threw the wooden board in his hand onto the shell shell aside, sat on the artillery hoe in a daze, and gently hugged Zoya's body, "Victor, I I remember you said you could take pictures, take one for us, just use her camera."

Wei Ran glanced at the second tank that had driven into the trench in the distance, and silently took the camera that the former took off from Zoya's neck.

On the side, Vanya took out a five-pointed star polished with cannonball leather from his bosom and hung it on the cannon shield, then took out his identity capsule from his bosom, together with Aleutian and Zoya's, Throw it into a shell casing that you picked up casually.

"Victor, your identity capsule."

Vanya said hoarsely, "Although the hydraulic pressure of this artillery is broken, at least its barrel is strong enough to protect it."

"No, my identity capsule is empty."

Wei Ran made a perfunctory sentence, and put all his attention on the Leica camera in his hand. Its glass lens has been broken. Even if it can take pictures, I'm afraid...

Vanya opened his mouth, then picked up the paint bucket next to Aleutian, poured all the remaining paint into the cannonball shell that contained only three identity capsules, and then filled it with a handful of powder mixed with Mud of bones and shrapnel, which stuffed it into the bore of that cannon.

"Victor, don't waste time." Aleutian urged as he watched the tank popping up above his head not far away.

"Pose yourself!"

Wei Ran glanced at the tank Vanya, gritted his teeth, raised the discarded camera, aimed at the couple and pressed the shutter...

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(End of this chapter)