War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 502 No choice?

In the underground shelter illuminated by oil lamps, Kantan, Gail, and Quentin each held a piece of bear skin, panting heavily with their hands on their knees, while the three fur merchants who were cut behind their backs and tied their hands But he has stopped breathing.

Only Wei Ran, sitting alone on the bed closest to the fireplace, watched calmly as they took off the clothes of the three captives, and then took off their own clothes for exchange. Gail even dug out Kang The two Soviet military caps that Tan and Dorian had worn were put on the heads of the two corpses.

"Victor and Dorian outside are still wearing German clothes"

Quentin straightened up and said, "Let's move quickly, catch those four people outside the forest, and ask them to borrow a set of clothes for Victor and Dorian."

"Do we keep all these things here?"

While speaking, Kang Tan looked at the bear hide that had been used up a lot, "This is the first time I have caught such a big prey."

"Stay here!"

Quentin helped Gale put the three corpses in German uniforms next to the bed, "their stronghold has a lot of supplies, especially the bear skins. Also, take their weapons away! Our weapons remain."

"Bring at least a few bottles of wine!"

While Gail was speaking, he had already opened the metal box, took a few bottles of wine from it and stuffed it into his arms, and conveniently stuffed the metal box under the bed where the three corpses were leaning against.

"And sleeping bags!" While speaking, Kang Tan quickly tore everyone's sleeping bags off the bed. "This thing can save lives."

After hurriedly cleaning up the disguised scene, Quentin looked at Wei Ran who had been sitting by the fireplace, and asked strangely, "Victor, what's wrong with you?"

"nothing"

Wei Ran waved his hand, he didn't care about what happened just now, the murderer was always killed, and the death of the fur merchant Ailuo here was considered karma.Besides, it's still the same saying that if others don't try to persuade others to be kind, in order to survive, it is nothing that Quentin and others can do.

He just felt that Gail's Quentin who "thoughts day and night", and Quentin who took the initiative to lure away the pursuers, and Quentin who led all this in front of him were really different.

"Let's go quickly!" Quentin was the first to leave the shelter before he could finish his sentence.

Looking at the excited Gail and the silent Kang Tan, Wei Ran didn't say anything nonsense after all, and followed out of the shelter at the end, helping to close the wooden door by the way.

"Gail, can you handle this kind of sleigh?" Quentin asked, pointing to the dogs and the two reindeer who were having fun not far away.

"Dog sledding is fine," Gail scratched his head, "but those two deer."

"Let me do it"

Seeing that Kang An was beckoning Dorian to bury the entrance and exit of the shelter with snow, Wei Ran immediately agreed.

"that would be great"

Quentin looked around, and said thoughtfully, "Bring those two trailers to the lake, maybe it will be easier for the Germans to find out. Also, what about the bathtub? Since we are carrying Errol Waiting for someone's identity, you can't bear the murder case."

"It's there!" Gail pointed to the tent not far away, "It's in there."

"Take them away together, and throw them into the lake later." Quentin said without thinking.

"I'm starting to wonder if you were a chef before." Wei Ran, who had already been on the reindeer sleigh, couldn't help asking.

“Of course the chef”

Quentin said frankly, "But before I met Gail, I murdered a banker in Germany, robbed a lot of money, and then fled to France. Of course, that was before the war. I think the German police now I shouldn't be arrested for those things, because the banker seems to be a Jew, too."

"You are really honest"

Wei Ran shook his head dumbfoundingly. He had reason to believe that this man in his thirties had definitely murdered more than one person. As for the operation just now, he said that he was a habitual offender. He didn't doubt it at all.

"I thought this war was a good thing"

Quentin lit a cigarette again, and said with a puff of smoke, "Because I finally don't have to worry about being caught every day. You may not believe it. When I met my wife, I decided not to do those dirty things again. .It just didn't occur to me that I was caught by the Germans not because I murdered a rich German man, but because I was a Jew."

"Is your wife okay?" Wei Ran asked while Gail was hanging the trailer and bathtub on the tail of the two sleigh cars.

“Should be fine”

Quentin looked at the aurora surging above his head, "According to German standards, she is a pure-blooded Aryan, even if she eloped with me to France, it will not affect her bloodline. Even after she left me and my son After that, he was allowed to go back to Germany. My son and I were not so lucky."

"Your experience is really rich"

Wei Ran shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, murdered and seized money, eloped, changed his job as a chef, was trapped in the Alps, was abandoned by his wife, was captured by Germany, and sent to the darkened Finland, and now escaped twice Born with a friend to forge his identity, this Quentin can definitely be regarded as the existence of the protagonist's halo.

Quentin flicked his half-smoked cigarette, "Except for the few years I lived with my wife, the rest of the experience is not a good memory. After she abandoned us, even that time became a nightmare. "

Wei Ran also sighed, "I'm afraid no one will get too many good memories in this war."

Quentin glanced at Kang Tan and the others who had finished their work, sat down on the reindeer sleigh driven by Wei Ran, and said with a smile, "All pistols are loaded with bullets, and we will try not to shoot later. Alright, lets go!"

Before the words were finished, Gail was the first to yell at the dogs, and ran away pulling the two trailers tied to the back of the sled.Seeing this, Wei Ran waited for Kang Tan and Dorian to get into the sled, then shook the reins quickly, pulled the bathtub, and chased Gail away from the shelter behind him.

They walked cautiously through the coniferous forest all the way to the lake. From a long distance, they saw two tents with light shining on the lake.And between the two tents, there are two reindeer sleigh carts parked.

Under Quentin's command, Gale untied two sled trailers that were no longer needed beside the half-track motorcycle whose engine had been removed, and then shook the reins again and rushed up.

It wasn't until the two sledges stopped one after another that a tightly wrapped man emerged from one of the tents and asked in German, "Did you find that?"

Before the words fell, Quentin, who had jumped off the sleigh, pointed a gun at the other party, and at the same time responded loudly in German, "I didn't find them, they're not there, what should we eat later?"

"Mr. Quentin, if we can catch fish, we'll eat it later." There was a reply from the tent.

Quentin waved to Gail who was beside him, and the latter immediately moved up to Kantan who was holding a shotgun.

Without any trouble at all, the other three people hiding in the tent walked out of the tent with their hands raised, leaving only an ice hole the size of a washbasin and a bright kerosene lamp.

"Where's Arrow?" asked the first person Gail pointed at. "Who are these people? Why is he wearing Arrow's clothes?"

"You have too many questions." Quentin gestured with the pistol in his hand, "Take off your clothes, right away!"

"What did you say?"

"Pfft!" Quentin stabbed the opponent's chest with a Finnish hunting knife without warning.

"You, take off your clothes," Quentin said to the other man under Dorian's horrified gaze.

Before the words fell, the man who was pointed at by Kang Tan immediately began to take off his clothes.

"Make your two Finnish friends take off their clothes too," Quentin went on.

Hearing this, the man who was taking off his clothes immediately changed into Finnish to signal them to take off their clothes.One of the two Finns immediately began to take one off, but the other was stubborn and took a step forward, "Shoot if you have the guts."

I don't know if he was influenced by Quentin, but Gail pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed it into the hard Finn's chest!
"puff"

The second body lay on its back on the snowy ground, and the bright red blood only had time to smear a small piece of snow before it condensed into ice.Now, not only the expression on Dorian's face became more frightened, but even Kang Tan frowned.

After a while, Kang Tan, who was nearly half a century old, put his arms around Dorian's shoulders, and said helplessly, "We have no choice. If we want to survive, we must kill people, regardless of whether the other party is innocent or not."

Dorian nodded, but didn't say much after all, and honestly followed Quentin's instructions, and changed into the clothes that the German-speaking man took off in the rising cold wind.

By the time Wei Ran took off his German uniform and put on the clothes that the Finn took off, Quentin and Gail had forced them to throw the two corpses into the ice hole in the tent.

"Put on their clothes"

Quentin's attitude seemed to improve a lot, pointing to the clothes that Wei Ran and Dorian had changed, he said, "Then you can leave."

"You swear?" asked the German-speaking man who was the first to yield.

"I swear, I swear to Yuanfa." Quentin said solemnly, and even put out his hand in a gesture of acceptance.

"You have to swear to God" while the man was speaking, he had already picked up Wei Ran's changed uniform and put it on in a hurry.

"Or I can swear on the gun in my hand," Quentin threatened coldly.

The man's face changed, and he immediately called another Finnish hunter to change his clothes.

However, almost when they were about to put on their shoes, Quentin had already greeted Gail in French to withdraw the bullets from the shotgun, then held the barrel of the gun, and smashed the hard butt against the two prisoners. on the head.

"Oh!"

In the two muffled sounds that almost overlapped, the last two fell down one after another. The dark red blood flowing from the back of their heads once again made the snow under their feet more colorful.

"Throw it in"

Quentin reloaded the shotgun, "Then use that bathtub to close the hole, and then cover it with snow."

(End of this chapter)