War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 436 The beachhead battle that is about to end

Following the stretcher carried by Randy and the others back to the field hospital at the rear, Wei Ran saw a man wearing a priest's robe, holding a blood-stained Bible, and standing on a crutch from a long distance away. The straight Tom was praying devoutly for the corpses brought back.

Although the time was not right and the occasion was slightly inappropriate, the content of the prayer sounded more like a generous and pathetic victory against the heretics.

But it is undeniable that the oppressive atmosphere that lingers around and is almost condensed into a solid, and the murderous aura emanating from the bodies of those devout soldiers who drew the cross on their chests all hint that this first time The feudal superstition activities led by priests who went to the battlefield were no less inspiring than those political commissars who took the lead in the Soviet Red Army at the same time.

After Tom presided over the mass of those sacrificed soldiers, Dr. Harrison and Nurse Jenny also approached Wei Ran, who was watching from a distance.

"Mr. Tom is the most devout pastor I've ever seen." While speaking, Nurse Jenny drew the sign of the cross on her chest.

"And he has a compassionate heart"

Harrison also made a cross on his chest, and then changed the subject and said, "Victor, I'm glad to see that you are not injured. If you want, stay and help us tomorrow. No one will hurt you this time." You drove away, I promise."

"I'll listen to your arrangement," Wei Ran happily agreed.

"What happened at noon, I apologize to you for those idiots." Harrison continued.

"It's okay." Wei Ran waved his hands and asked nonchalantly, "How was your afternoon?"

“Busy as usual”

Dr. Harrison thumped his stiff shoulders, "It can even be said that my workload has increased significantly after you went to the front line. If I had known earlier, I should have stayed away from your operating room."

"And the doctor who replaced you is slowly driving me crazy"

Nurse Jenny said with a headache, "I just got used to your speed this morning, but in the afternoon I even had to wait for him often, which made me even more tired."

"It seems that everyone is not having a good afternoon." Hearing the complaints from these two friends who were not friends, Wei Ran's mood also inexplicably improved.

“Really not great”

Jenny raised her chin towards Tom who was slowly moving this way on crutches, and teased with a suppressed smile, "But the worst thing is probably our Mr. Pastor. In addition, his butt is really white, and there are also some bruises on it." A tattoo of his wife."

Nurse Jenny deliberately raised the volume in the last sentence, and Tom's image of a servant of God, who was originally wearing a priest's robe, instantly collapsed, and he responded helplessly, "Jenny, you really intend to let the soldiers of the entire Third Marine Division know that I am Did you write something on your ass?"

"Don't worry Tom!"

Jenny brought her hands to her mouth in a bluffing trumpet shape, and whispered with a stifled laugh, "I won't let your good friends Victor and Randy know that you have 'Tom Ferrer' tattooed on your ass." Mr. Rowe is the private property of Ms. Lauren Rafter'!"

"Hey!" Pastor Tom's face turned red instantly, "You promised to keep it a secret!"

"Don't worry Tom!"

Wei Ran waved his hands solemnly, "I didn't hear the words 'Mr. Tom Ferraro is the private property of Ms. Lauren Rafter' tattooed on your butt."

"I didn't even hear the words 'Mr. Tom Ferraro is the private property of Ms. Lauren Rafter' tattooed on your butt." Randy, who tried hard to hold back his laughter, said unscrupulously Laughed out loud.

"never mind"

Tom, who was already good-tempered, shook his head dumbfoundingly, "How did I know you bastards?"

"Mr. Tom" Dr. Harrison, who had been silent just now, showed a smile, "I will keep it secret for you."

"Let it be"

Pastor Tom gave up his defense completely, and wisely changed the subject and said, "For Victor's sake, why don't I stay in the wounded tent?"

"You worry about being seen."

"Shut up!" Pastor Tom gave Randy a middle finger angrily.

"For Victor's sake, and for Ms. Lauren Rafter's sake, you can sleep in your own tent." After Dr. Harrison finished speaking, he and Jenny laughed again .

Finally, Harrison and Nurse Jenny were sent away. Wei Ran and Randy limped back to the tent not far away with Tom on the arm. On the short distance of tens of meters, Randy, who was full of curiosity, tried again and again. Bring the conversation to Tom's butt tattoo.

In the end, being forced to do nothing, Tom stood in front of the tent door and explained in a broken jar, "Okay, don't ask any more, it's just that my wife is worried that I'm having an affair with other women outside."

Wei Ran opened the curtain, and while helping the other party to walk in, he said, "If you have not had a precedent before, it can only prove that your family status is really hard to describe."

"Can the talk about my tattoo be over?"

With the help of Wei Ran, Tom took off his robe, then lay down on the bed with difficulty and said, "Randy, go to the dining car to see if you can get back some food other than canned food. I saw the dining car coming today .”

"Leave it to me!" Without doubting him, Randy quickly took the lunch box including Marshall and ran out.

"Did Randy tell you about Marshall?" Tom asked after Randy ran away.

"I said it," Wei Ran replied indifferently, "Don't worry, I won't blame him."

"I'm glad you think so." Tom was obviously relieved, but then he didn't know what to say.

Seeing this, Wei Ran simply asked, "Tom, do you understand the matter of the gendarmerie captain?"

"I don't know much." Tom shook his head. "No one wants to tell me too much about the gendarmerie captain, but his younger brother has indeed taken over Marshall's job."

Before Wei Ran could say anything more, Randy had already rushed back with a lunch box, "Tom, you are right, starting today we finally don't have to eat those disgusting canned food."

Wei Ran stood up upon hearing this, "In that case, I'll go get some beer back."

"Can you still get beer?" Randy asked in surprise.

“Should be no problem”

Wei Ran made a bedding for the two in advance, and then took their water bottle and walked out of the tent.

When he came back, the kettle was naturally filled with cold beer, but unfortunately, Marshall still didn't come back.

Although the four of them got together for just three days, and although Marshall was a complete jerk, the three of Wei Ran still began to worry about his safety, so that even the dinner that was not bad and those precious beers changed. It was tasteless.

Deliberately not talking about Marshall, the three of them filled their stomachs indiscriminately, and then lay on their beds, enjoying the cool breeze blowing from the sea, and at the same time enduring the things that had tormented them for two nights. The large mosquito bites wantonly.

After tossing and turning through the night and ushered in the day, Marshall still did not come back.But Randy had to continue his work as a stretcher soldier, and Wei Ran walked into the stronger operating room again.

Even Tom was not idle. Although the chaplain couldn't continue to team up with Randy to carry the stretcher because of his hip injury, he limped into the tent full of wounded people on crutches to comfort him. He watched the soldiers who were wrapped in gauze everywhere, or read to them a passage from the blood-soaked Bible in his hand, and even led them to sing some religious songs.

Amidst the songs sung intermittently in the tents of the wounded, Wei Ran in the operating room became more and more relaxed. By the end of the afternoon, not only were the wounded gone, but even the sound of firefights outside became farther and farther away. Heard the hazy sound of gunfire far away and the occasional roar of planes whistling overhead.

"The beachhead battle is over!"

Randy, who came back with a dead body, found Wei Ran who was sitting in the shadow of the door of the operating room, took a big gulp from the water bottle handed by the latter, and said happily, "The mice on the last high ground near the beach are also all dead. Burned out! And I got to see Marshall!"

"Is he alright?" Wei Ran, who had been idle for a long time, asked with great interest.

"Nothing happened!"

Randy continued to take a big sip of water, handed the water bottle to his companion, and said, "That bastard told me that their tank burned at least a hundred people, and the tank he manipulated probably killed more people, and they seem to be A lot of interesting things were also seized.”

Speaking of this, Randy lowered his voice slightly, and said with excitement in his tone, "I heard that a woman was caught! A woman from Japan!"

"woman?"

Wei Ran frowned. With Marshall's virtue, he knew that the woman he caught would not end well.

Randy straightened up obscenely, and made a movement that male animals could understand, "If you want to relax, it's best to keep this kind of thing a secret."

"Wait a minute"

As Wei Ran said, he stood up and walked into the operating room behind him, and soon after, he took out a bulging medical bag and threw it to Randy, "These are all taken out of the used medical bag, if you still see Remember to bring it to Marshall, I don’t want to cut off his sick third leg.”

Hearing this, Randy curiously opened the medical bag, and then found that it was filled with infantry brand condoms. The young stretcher soldier looked at Wei Ran in surprise, "I thought you would let me stop Marshall. ".

"You think you can stop it?" Wei Ran asked back.

"I'm afraid it's harder than stopping a flame-breathing tank," Randy said in a pertinent tone.

"So remember to give Marshall a portion of those things"

Without any psychological barriers, Wei Ran once again instructed that this is the only thing he can do, at most, he just silently recited a painless groan in his heart, "Let go of the plot of the Virgin Mary and respect the fate of the devil".

　It's the limit, I can't write today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)