War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 449 Making Gifts
In the dark forest, a thin and small figure ran in panic. From time to time, it would trip over tree roots or vines, or simply bump into a tree trunk.

After doing this several times in a row, the almost frightened rout soldier finally calmed down, stumbling and sitting behind an unknown tree, panting heavily.

Just ten minutes ago, after the explosion, if it hadn't been the fastest to hide from the furthest distance, and the heavy machine gun fire that followed, it might have stayed near the hole at the edge of the forest forever.

But after calming down, the little animal with a bruised nose and a swollen face showed a happy smile. Anyway, the explosion and strafing just helped it a lot.Otherwise, once the companion discovers that it has hidden so much food and drink, the result of waiting for it may be far more terrifying than death.

But looking at the dense forest around him, the devil soldier was struggling again.If there were those companions from before, even though it would not be able to eat enough, it could at least survive, but now it is only left by itself, and the chance of surviving in this forest is really low.

After thinking for a moment, the devil soldier gritted his teeth and stood up again, carefully walking towards the edge of the forest again.

At the same time, Marshall, who explained the ins and outs clearly with the company commander, also walked out of the tent with a relaxed face, and Wei Ran helped the handicapped black Will to the direction of their tent. walking.

"Victor, it seems that we can help Tom prepare a gift for his wife tomorrow." Marshall lowered his voice and said abruptly.

"What are you doing?" Wei Ran subconsciously thought of something bad.

"Anyway, remember to bring a big bucket of water and a machete tomorrow." After speaking, Marshall winked at everyone, and was the first to get into the tent.

"Victor, I think Marshall is crazy," Randy whispered.

"His heart was polluted by hatred and demons." Black Will frowned, and said a judgment with a strong religious meaning.

"Do you think you can stop him?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice standing outside the tent door.

Seeing that the two people around him were silent, Wei Ran sighed, and muttered to himself, "If there is no way to stop it, let him vent it, maybe, at least he didn't intend to use a living person, it's already worth our time Thank you."

"Oh..." Will and Randy sighed at the same time, acquiescing to Wei Ran's judgment.

On July 7th, Marshall got up earlier than yesterday, and ran away without even having breakfast.

When he came back, he already had an extra tin bucket with a lid in his hand. In the tin bucket, there was also a small dry powder fire extinguisher and an adjustable wrench.

"What are you doing?" Randy asked puzzled.

"You'll know when the time comes." Marshall didn't explain, but asked Wei Ran, "What about the things I asked you to prepare yesterday?"

Hearing this, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, and pointed to an iron bucket filled with fresh water not far away, which was borrowed from the dining car in the name of Pastor Tom when he had just had breakfast.

"Where's the knife?" Marshall asked after shaking it.

"Use this"

As Randy said, he handed over the command knife beside his bed. This knife was seized by Randy himself, and it was also the culprit that left a horrible scar on his back.

"What are you going to do?" Pastor Tom asked suspiciously.

"nothing"

Marshall blinked his eyes while talking, then called Wei Ran to help him get all the things, and ran away without a trace.

"Didn't they join the patrol? How could they need those things?" Tom asked suspiciously.

Randy and Will, who were still in the tent, looked at each other, but shook their heads, not knowing how to explain.

Seeing this, Tom didn't ask any more questions, and straightened his clothes happily, "We should also go and chat with the wounded who couldn't be evacuated, let's go!"

Will and Randy couldn't help but looked at each other again, stood up quickly, and followed Tom out of the tent.

At the same time, Wei Ran and Marshall also rushed to the assembly point, and regarding the things they held in their hands, not to mention that the other team members seemed to have not seen it, even the platoon leader looked familiar. After casually arranging today's work tasks, he waved his hand to signal everyone to set off.

Unlike the previous two days, Marshall seldom made it to the end today, deliberately keeping a distance from the people in front.

Under Marshall's intentional or unintentional command, this team of less than ten people was the first to arrive at the location where the trap was set yesterday, and then saw the broken animal carcasses and the half-opened hole.

"Build me a fire"

Marshall commanded the soldiers under him to start a sideline business with peace of mind, and he himself picked up the command knife he borrowed from Randy. After some searching, he swung the knife and chopped off the head of a canine wearing an officer's uniform.

"It's a pity that only such a skull is intact." Marshall shook his head regretfully, grabbed the dog's ears and threw it into the tin bucket with a look of disgust.

As soon as he let go, an engineer opened the lid of the iron bucket that Wei Ran had brought, and poured the water into the bucket.Then they put it directly on the bonfire that had just been lit. Just looking at their skilled operation, they knew that it was definitely not the first time they had done this kind of thing.

"Okay, leave the rest to time."

Marshall threw a few pieces of firewood into the bonfire with his own hands, put away Randy's command knife and threw it to Wei Ran, and said, "Let's go, and come and deal with it in the afternoon."

Knowing that this kind of thing will not change even if he stops it himself, and there is really nothing to stop except for being disgusting, Wei Ran has no nonsense, puts the command knife on his belt, and honestly rushes to the barrel Before the water in the pot was boiled, it went a little farther, and it was out of sight and out of mind.

However, what they didn't know was that in the depths of the narrow hole less than two meters away from the bonfire, a thin figure whose whole body was hidden in the darkness had already witnessed the whole process.

However, the fear of death made him wisely put down the weapon in his hand, and even held his breath, not daring to make any sound.

Gradually, the movement outside the cave became farther and farther away and finally disappeared completely, but the weird smell that floated into the cave from the campfire became more and more intense, so that its Adam's apple couldn't help but start to vibrate, thinking He had to spit out all the two big cans of fish that he had eaten before dawn.

After struggling for a long time, the figure finally blocked the entrance of the cave carefully with a stone, crawled and hid in the deepest part of the cave.

Outside the sunny cave, the work progress of the patrol team accelerated again. I don’t know if it was because of the disturbance caused by Marshall, Wei Ran and others last night. The number of engineers who helped them clean up the buffer zone today was nearly doubled. .

With the assistance of so many manpower and the same doubled number of various construction machinery, the dense forest on the east side of the camp was cut down at an extremely fast speed and a large area was emptied.

During the whole day, compared to Marshall who took people to the bonfire every now and then, Wei Ran hid in the shadow of a bulldozer closest to the camp, doing his own thing honestly own job.

Speaking of which, today is relatively busier than yesterday. As the saying goes, when there are more people, the probability of accidents will increase. Although they also did not encounter any enemies, five or six soldiers were not cut by chainsaws. If he cut his finger, he just smashed his head, and one unlucky ghost even had his thigh broken by a sawed tree.

These minor injuries are actually more difficult to deal with than the amputation operations in the operating room.Naturally, a lot of Wei Ran's time was wasted, and he felt at ease not to continue participating in Marshall's "preparing gifts for sister-in-law".

When dusk fell again, Marshall came to Wei Ran with a tin bucket with a lid.

"Fixed?" Wei Ran subconsciously glanced at the tin bucket in the opponent's hand.

"Of course! You have to trust my skills!" Marshall said proudly, "I used to help my grandfather deal with the puma bones."

"It's not something to brag about"

After all, Wei Ran couldn't help reminding that what Marshall did was out of the cruelty of the war itself, but from the discomfort of the bottom line of human beings.

And the only thing he was grateful for was that Marshall, who was already a little sick, was not a German, and he was not the German who was in charge of managing the concentration camp.Otherwise, in the historical records of later generations, there may be many more horror stories that can stop children from crying at night.

"It's really not something to brag about"

Marshall shrugged, walked back beside Wei Ran with a tin bucket and said, "Victor, can you get some hydrogen peroxide from the operating room later?"

Hearing this, Wei Ran thought for a moment and asked, "Bleach?"

"clever!"

Marshall looked at Wei Ran in surprise, and explained in a low voice, "I've degreased it with soda powder from a dry powder fire extinguisher, and now I'm short of bleaching."

"Let me help you to ask." Wei Ran replied reluctantly.

"Then please"

Marshall patted Wei Ran on the shoulder, changed the subject and said, "Victor, I got news that the first marine brigade on the front line has already captured the Orote Peninsula."

"So?" Wei Ran asked without knowing why.

"Taking the Orot Peninsula is equivalent to occupying half of Guam." Marshall sighed, "I guess the war here will end soon."

"Quickly end it"

Wei Ran muttered something to himself, and now he even started to worry that if this battlefield was fought for a little longer, Marshall would do some crazy things again.

(End of this chapter)