War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 437 The Friendship Behind the Rumors

On the night of July 7th, the only ones who returned to rest in the tent were Tom and Wei Ran, who were injured in their buttocks. As for Randy, he was undoubtedly called away by Marshall to share the spoils.

"Marshall and Randy, these two bastards! They should go to hell!" Tom, who was lying on the bed, cursed angrily while Wei Ran helped him change the wound on his buttocks.

"Don't you still want to save the Japanese woman captured by Marshall?"

Wei Ran joked with a smile, "Maybe if you rescue that woman, she will go to hell. I don't know how many people here are willing to share the spoils."

"I don't have that idiotic idea"

Pastor Tom shook his head regretfully, "I'm angry that those two bastards Marshall and Randy only invited you instead of me. What makes me even more incomprehensible is that you bastard refused."

"I just feel dirty"

Wei Ran turned the surgical scissors in his hand and patted the tattoo on Tom's butt, and while changing his dressing, he joked, "You, even if you don't worry about your wound bursting, aren't you afraid that your Ms. Laura will know?"

"How does she know?" said Reverend Tom, showing off, "My Laura is an artist! She put those tattoos on for me herself."

"A tattoo artist?"

"sculpture"

Tom said proudly, "Many churches in Hawaii have purchased her sculptures, from the Virgin Mary, Jesus, and angels, these religious sculptures are what she is best at."

"You two are really a good match." Wei Ran shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and helped the other party to re-bandage the wound on his buttocks.

"We have a son"

Tom said as he struggled to get up, "He's going to be 7 years old soon, and his birthday is Christmas."

"You're actually willing to come out and join the army?" Wei Ran responded incongruously while packing up the medical equipment and the changed dressings.

"Soldiers on the battlefield need God's forgiveness more, don't they?"

Tom put on his pants with difficulty, "Compared to what the Japanese did at Pearl Harbor, our soldiers can't treat them too much no matter what they do on the battlefield. But they will always feel uneasy because of what they have done, so it is even more important. It takes God to forgive them."

"You are a man of God, and everything you say is justified." Wei Ran said and handed a jug full of beer to Tom, "I'm going out for a stroll."

"Are you going to find Marshall and the others?" Tom looked blankly at Wei Ran, who had almost reached the door of the tent, "You bastard, I was still touched just now that you are willing to stay with me!"

"I'm not in the mood to bother Marshall and the others. I'm going to go and enjoy the moon with Nurse Jenny."

Wei Ran deliberately left a lie that was enough to irritate Pastor Tom, picked up another kettle that had been placed by the bed in advance, and simply opened the tent door and walked out.

Naturally, he didn't go to find Nurse Jenny, let alone Marshall and Randy who didn't know where they were hiding. Instead, he got into the tents where the wounded were lying, trying to find any wounded war reporters inside. Try it. Can you exchange the full jug of beer you prepared in advance for a camera?

However, it took more than an hour to walk around, and the injured war correspondent and the idle camera were not found, but he met the military police who had been doused with natto.

"Lieutenant Victor"

The military police saluted solemnly, and after Wei Ran returned the salute perfunctorily, he said, "Second Lieutenant, Second Lieutenant Xiao En wants to talk to you."

"Second Lieutenant Xiao En?" Wei Ran looked at him blankly, "Which Second Lieutenant Xiao En?"

The military policeman lowered his voice slightly, "Our captain."

"Where are you going?" Wei Ran asked bluntly.

"Over there." The gendarme raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the beach, "next to that dining car."

"Let's lead the way"

Although Wei Ran didn't know why the gendarmerie captain who seemed to have framed him wanted to meet him, but it was not a bad thing, at least he could let himself know who was cheating him behind his back.

Under the leadership of the military policeman, Wei Ran walked slowly to the edge of a dining car, and at the signal of the former, boarded the cab of a truck.

In the dim cab, a soldier in uniform was sitting in the driver's seat, but because of the dim light, Wei Ran couldn't see his face clearly.

"I'm Sean, and you are the veterinarian Victor?" The soldier handed Wei Ran a cigarette while speaking, and then took the initiative to light the lighter in his hand.

With the small burnt yellow flame of the lighter, Wei Ran could barely see the face of the other party. The most obvious feature of this face was the nostrils that were still stuffed with cotton balls.

"Don't be so surprised, it was hit by that bastard Marshall." While speaking, the soldier named Xiao En moved the lighter to Wei Ran's body.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran finally took the cigarette in the opponent's hand, leaned to the lighter flame and took a puff, but then, he coughed and opened the car door, throwing out the cigarette that had just ignited.

"Big marijuana?" Wei Ran asked with an unfriendly expression. Although he had never smoked this stuff, he had smelled its peculiar smell when it burned in the course of the Hongqi Forest Farm.

"I thought you'd like it"

Xiao En looked at the cigarette thrown by Wei Ran with a painful face, and finally opened the car door and went around to the side of the co-pilot, picked up the cigarette that Wei Ran had just thrown away, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a big puff.

"Second Lieutenant Xiao En, you didn't invite me here to let me watch you perform marijuana smoking, did you?" Wei Ran asked with his feet on the opened car door.

"of course not"

Sean leaned on the tire of the dining car next to him, and said while puffing, "I want to see you for two things, Victor, it was indeed my order to send you from the operating room to the front line yesterday, the reason is And it's exactly what you heard, because you saved black soldiers."

"So?" Wei Ran asked in a cold tone.

"No, so, I just want to tell you that this incident has nothing to do with Marshall, and the next thing is the second incident in the rumor."

Sean took a deep puff on his cigarette, "Marshall didn't come to me to apologize, and the person he replaced was not my younger brother, I don't have any younger brother at all, and even he came to me because I got you to the front line Before."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Wei Ran became more and more confused.

"I'm from the same high school as that bastard Marshall, even from the same gang."

After hesitating for a moment, Sean continued to explain, "In Saipan, all his teammates died, and one of his good friends whom I knew and was treated as food by those rats in the forest. Marshall said to find him By the time, both of his thighs had been eaten."

In the lingering smoke, Wei Ran has vaguely guessed the general idea.But he didn't make a sound, but waited patiently for the other party to continue talking.

"Later, with the help of me and some friends, he came to Guam from Saipan. We just wanted him to get out of that nightmare place, but he wanted to drive a flame-breathing tank to avenge his teammates."

Speaking of this, Sean sighed, "This is the beginning of my disagreement with him. For his safety, I found a way to arrange him in the engineer battalion to continue driving the bulldozer."

"In that case, why did he drive a flame-breathing tank again?" Wei Ran asked flatly, "Just because he broke your nose?"

"Did you notice the gendarme who brought you here just now?"

Sean flicked his cigarette, "That bastard Marshall just broke my nose because I didn't agree to help him get a chance to drive a flamethrower.

But the idiot who just sent you here, his brother is the flame tank driver, and the idiot went to him to apologize and make a deal.Lieutenant Victor, I'm just telling you this so that you don't misunderstand Marshall. "

"Why me?" Wei Ran asked abruptly.

"That bastard Marshall was as much a white supremacist as I was before D-Day, and he was even before he joined the Army."

"Killed black people?"

Hearing this, Xiao En was stunned for a moment, then nodded cheerfully after hesitating for a moment, "I killed him together."

"Go ahead"

"You know what you did on the day of landing, but even so, he still regards you as a friend, and even came to me the next day to help get a few bottles of Coke."

Sean spread his hands, "I even thought that bastard was going to mix some poison in Coke to kill you, but he said he just wanted to apologize to you, which was harder for Marshall than to convince him that God exists.

So I figured it should be cleared up as soon as possible, before the rumors lead you to believe that Marshall is using you. "

"You've already explained this matter clearly." Wei Ran simply jumped out of the cab, "So what if you encouraged some wounded people to trouble me?"

"That's two different things"

Sean took out a bottle of Coke from his pocket and threw it to Wei Ran, "You are Marshall's friend, but not my friend. That bastard Marshall can accept you abandoning the lives of white people to those lowly black people, but it doesn't mean that I am acceptable."

"What about this one?" Wei Ran asked, shaking the Coke bottle in his hand.

"As a thank you for your willingness to believe about Marshall"

After Sean finished speaking, he turned around frankly and walked towards the rear of the car, "The conversation between us can end, and I won't trouble you in the future, unless you do something that should have saved the lives of white soldiers again." The stupidity of medicines being taken to save black soldiers."

"Wait a moment"

Wei Ran stopped Xiao En, untied the jug full of beer at his waist and threw it to the other party, "Who should be rescued and who should be given up? The gendarme doesn't matter, that's the doctor's business, but at least these things, the doctor and the gendarme It's shareable, so take it and drink."

Sean just unscrewed the lid and smelled the unique smell of beer from the foam, "Beer?! Where did you get it?"

"I picked it up on the beach." Wei Ran smiled, "Anyway, thank you for everything you just told me."

"I have accepted your gift"

Sean tightened the lid again, and continued to walk out of the shadow while saying, "One last thing to remind you, Captain Victor, you'd better be careful not to let me find out where you stole the beer from."

"Another complete jerk"

Wei Ran looked at Xiao En's back and muttered dumbfoundedly, put the Coke in his pocket as a thank you gift, and walked to the tent not far from the operating room.

(End of this chapter)