War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 441 Born to Drive a Bulldozer

After finishing the last enemy, Wei Ran quickly ran back to the tent, and then found Tom hiding under the bed, holding his buttocks with one hand, and madly kissing the bullet embedded in it with the Bible in the other.

"Are you planning to have a baby with the Bible?" Wei Ran asked dumbfounded.

"God saved me just now!" Tom excitedly showed the bullet still embedded in the Bible.

"What the hell are you trying to grab credit with me!"

Wei Ran cursed secretly, grabbed the opponent's arm and pulled him out, "Are you okay?"

"it's okay no problem!"

Tom kissed the Xinhua dictionary-sized Bible again, and then said with a bitter face when he stuffed it back into his arms, "But my ass feels like it's about to split."

"Ask your God, maybe he can help you sew it up again." Wei Ran stretched out his hand angrily, "Do you still have spare magazines?"

Hearing this, Tom rummaged through his pockets, then simply pulled out his pistol and handed it over, "No more, only the magazine in the pistol seems to have bullets."

Turning his head and looking outside, Wei Ran took the pistol and retracted the magazine, and then found that there were only two bullets left in it. He searched left and right to pick up the pistol he had thrown away before, and the bullets in it were the same. Not many, even counting the one in the chamber, there are only two rounds.

"Where are we going to hide?"

While Wei Ran concentrated the bullets into a pistol, Tom had already picked up his backpack containing the priest's robe, and stuffed the medical bag containing the camera and film into it by the way.

Wei Ran, who was about to pull the sleeve, had not had time to answer the former's question when a grenade exploded not far away.

Wei Ran looked over subconsciously, and then saw the smoke and dust from the operating room he was in charge of in the moonlight, and the two ghost soldiers pointing guns at the door of the operating room.

"We're going to the operating room"

Wei Ran lowered his head, pulled a bullet on the top of the sleeve, grabbed Tom's arm, and ran towards the operating room with him.

"Enemy! Enemy!" Tom shouted nervously.

"Know!"

Wei Ran, who had been staring at the two ghost soldiers, responded without turning his eyes, then stopped abruptly, pulled Tom to squat down, raised his pistol, aimed at the back of the enemy and pulled the trigger.

Having easily dealt with the two enemies, Wei Ran grabbed Tom again and jumped into the ditch connected to the operating room at the fastest speed.

"Jenny! Jenny?"

Wei Ran yelled twice at the door of the operating room, seeing no response from inside, his heart sank to the bottom, "I'm going in, don't shoot."

After finishing speaking, Wei Ran dragged Tom into the operating room filled with gunpowder smoke, then turned on the flashlight hanging on his chest, glanced at it, and then turned it off immediately.

Although it was only for a moment, both Wei Ran and Tom could see clearly that Jenny was lying under the operating table holding the wounded waiting for treatment, but her back was already stained red with blood.

"Jenny may need your help"

Wei Ran sighed, took out a morphine from his pocket and handed it to Tom, "Don't turn on the light, I will watch outside."

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head and left the operating room, bent down to pick up a rifle with a bayonet attached, and relied on the trench connecting the operating room as a cover to selectively kill the enemies who tried to approach.

But the good times didn't last long, and soon a dozen devil soldiers rushed over, and even the leading ones were holding grenades in their hands!
Glancing at the operating room not far away, and then at the tents full of wounded on the other side behind him, Wei Ran took a deep breath, aimed at the leader and pulled the trigger, fired the last bullet in the rifle, and then He put it aside to prepare for the bayonet fight, drew out the pistol again, and fired all the remaining bullets in it.

"Don't let me know which bastard said it's a bit boring on the skull to say it's safe here!"

Wei Ran, who already had a premonition that he was likely to confess here, cursed viciously, threw Tom's pistol away, picked up the rifle he had just put down, and continued to mutter, "Otherwise, even if you are a ghost, I will never let you go!"

I don’t know if this curse worked, but just a second before Wei Ran was about to rush out of the trench, a Caterpillar bulldozer with an armored cab rushed over from the other side of the trench, almost touching Wei Ran. The burning helmet crossed the trench, rampagingly cut off the calves of all the devil soldiers who shouted on board with push shovels, and then crushed them with wide tracks, and pushed the remaining upper half back to them direction!

Touching the helmet on top of his head with lingering fear, Wei Ran shivered involuntarily, and then saw a cigar with sparks protruding from the vent hole of the armored door of the bulldozer!
Under the busyness of the bulldozer whose driver Wei Ran had guessed which bastard it was, those nuclear recruits who just made Wei Ran despair were pushed to the edge of the camp in an instant.

However, the good times didn't last long, and soon, Wei Ran saw with his own eyes several devil soldiers desperately climbed onto the car body, or directly jumped on the still rotating track and detonated the grenade in his hand!
"Boom boom boom!"

After a series of explosions close to the bulldozer, steaming flames rose from near the engine of the body, and the wide track on one side was blown off, and the stalled bulldozer immediately started to go sideways!Fortunately, although the bulldozer was destroyed after those grenades exploded, they also took away the only remaining little devils.

Before the gunpowder smoke cleared, the armored door of the bulldozer was pushed open. Marshall, who was still shirtless, kept moving his jaw, and at the same time, he was holding his ear with one hand and a cigar that was still burning in the other. go down.

Obviously, although the few grenades just now didn't hurt the bastard, the huge movement and shock wave of the explosion didn't make him much comfortable, so that the guy stepped on the air and fell down before any of his feet touched the ground.

What's more, in just a short while, on the other side of the wreckage of the bulldozer, another forty or fifty devil soldiers with rifles rushed out of the forest led by an animal holding a command knife!

"Where did all these special codes come from!"

Wei Ran cursed fiercely, threw away the rifle he was about to use for stabbing, jumped out of the trench empty-handed, and rushed towards Marshall who tried to get up several times but failed at the fastest speed.

At the same time, a group of gendarmes ran out from a distance to meet the latest devil soldiers who rushed out.And in the direction of the beach behind, more soldiers rushed over.

Seeing this, Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the M1 carbine in the hands of an American corpse while running, and accelerated to approach Marshall, who was leaning on the bulldozer track and smoking a cigar with peace of mind.

"It's really natural to drive a bulldozer! If it wasn't for the wrong time, you could be a professor in Luxiang!"

After Wei Ran rushed over, he threw the weapon he picked up in his hand to the other party while muttering, and then gave Marshall a general inspection.Fortunately, apart from some blood bleeding from the right ear and eye, this guy has no other wounds.

"What are you talking about, I'm sick!" Marshall said halfway, then turned his head and vomited out all the steak and beer that he ate not long ago.

"Don't give me a whole internal injury." Wei Ran continued to mutter, picked up the opponent and ran back.

Amidst the sounds of firefights around him from time to time, and the wailing sounds from the tents that were ignited or blown down, Wei Ran carried Marshall back to the trench connected to the operating room as quickly as possible.

After this back and forth effort, the reinforcements who came from the beach have also consolidated the trenches connecting the operating room, and even the gendarmes, with their superior weapons, cleared out the enemies that just emerged.

However, due to the dense tents and various facilities and equipment in this camp, those weapons such as Laoganma's heavy machine guns can't play a role at all at this time, and they can only rely on one team to continue to clean up. Crazies who know how to get in.

However, just as he was distracted, there was a muffled hum from a wounded tent beside him. Wei Ran's heart sank, and he immediately put Marshall under the chassis of a truck.

What made him keep greeting Marshall's family was that although this guy was staring in a daze, the cigar in his hand even had ashes in it, but the carbine that was handed over to him at the beginning was thrown away by this bastard at some point!

What's even more hateful is that the pistol pinned to his waist has also been emptied of bullets!Seeing that a bayonet had already protruded from the tent, Wei Ran immediately stood up, reached out and took out the anti-Japanese broadsword from the metal book and handed it to his right hand, and then lay down next to the corpse of a ghost soldier at his feet.

Soon, five ghost soldiers with rifles came out one by one, and at the end of them was a bearded man who was wiping his command knife with a towel.

Seeing the other party throw the blood-stained towel onto his body, Wei Ran quietly got up, rounded the anti-Japanese sword in his hand, easily cut off its head, and then rushed to the second back Facing his ghost soldiers.

It wasn't until the anti-Japanese broadsword in his hand cut open the carotid artery of the second devil soldier that the team finally found Wei Ran who was almost sticking to their backs.

Seeing that he was about to suffer, before Wei Ran had time to draw his knife and cut down the third enemy, there was a sudden clear gunshot, and then, the only three remaining enemies screamed and fell to the ground enjoying the joy of following closely behind. supplementary gun.

Turning his head subconsciously, Wei Ran immediately saw a team of less than ten people. Some of this team used Springfield rifles, and some used Garland. Only the leader was holding a gun in his hand. A carbine.

But more importantly, this is a team formed entirely by black people, even Wei Ran, the leader of the team, knows him, he is the black Will!
　Eat first, there should be a change in the evening (if it can be written)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)