War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 517

When Wei Ran followed Agafon back to the anchored tank, Vajim and Roman had already dug a hole big enough under the damaged road wheel, and they were busy dismantling the road wheel damaged by the mine. .

"How's the harvest?" Roman asked, stopping what he was doing.

"Get back a lot of good things"

Agafon returned the pistol to Roman, pointed to the village behind him and said in a low voice, "Also, there seem to be some Germans hiding there, and I have helped them suppress the cellar entrance."

"We'll take a look later, come over and help now."

While Roman put away his gun, Agafon had already stuffed the bulging canvas pocket into the driver's seat of the tank, beckoned Wei Ran as if nothing happened, and began to disassemble the spare tracks fixed on the front armor.

Frankly speaking, repairing tanks is definitely not an attractive manual job.Whether it's replacing the road wheels or cleaning up the bombed track, even if it's just smashing out the track pins, it takes a lot of strength.

While they were busy here, a truck following behind drove along the tracks. After some inquiries to make sure no one was injured, they simply threw a large bucket of diesel oil at them and walked away.

"Aren't they waiting for us?" Wei Ran, who was already covered in mud, asked nonsense.

"The Germans at the front are waiting for them"

Roman swung the sledgehammer and smashed the damaged load wheel off, "What we can do is to fix the tank as soon as possible, and then follow up as soon as possible."

"Also be careful not to be picked up by the Germans hiding nearby."

While Vajim was speaking, he had already taken out a tin bucket filled with yellow sand from the rear of the car, poured a cup of diesel oil into it and said, "But at this moment, we can just eat something."

"I remember finding half a box of butter in the tank we destroyed yesterday"

Agafon shook the mud off his hands, "It's hanging near the ammunition rack. Just now, Victor and I found white bread and sausages, which can be used to fry."

"give it to me"

Vajim first ignited the sand poured with diesel oil in the tin bucket, then took off the towel pinned to his waist and wiped his hands indiscriminately, bent over and took out a pan with a canvas cover from the tank cab and put it on the on the tin bucket.

Not long after, Vajim found the half box of butter in Agafon's mouth from the turret, dug two tablespoons from it and threw it into the pan.

When the butter melted completely and gave off a tempting aroma, he also cut the white bread he found not long ago and spread it on the pan, and put four sausages on the side of the pan by the way.

Taking advantage of the time to heat up the food, Vajim took off the manual fuel pump and fuel pipeline fixed on the car, and began to refuel the tank.

Although it seems that Vajim has given the easiest work to him, Wei Ran knows that compared to Roman and Agafon, Vajim is actually doing the hardest work.

After all, whether it is fighting or marching, as long as the engine of the tank is not turned off, he, the driver, has to wrestle with the heavy joystick for a long time. Row.

Of course, it is not easy for the other two. In addition to commanding, Roman also has to serve as the gunner, not to mention the loader Agafon. After all, the weight of those shells is not light, let alone he has to take care of Provide ammunition for Wei Ran, the machine gunner, as well as work such as turret steering.

In contrast, Wei Ran is much more relaxed, and naturally, it is undisputed that he has to participate in more physical work when repairing the tank.

While Vajim was busy, Wei Ran also helped Agafon and Roman install new road wheels for the tank, and then Roman called for help from a tank that hadn’t left yet, and hung the tracks to the tank with wire ropes. On the driving wheel.

Amidst the roar of the engine, while the drive wheel was slowly turning, the track was smoothly draped over the shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, Vajim manipulated the tank to crush the tracks and retreat a little bit, which was regarded as the completion of the main repair work.

Using a bottle of captured red wine to send away the helping tank, Vajim turned over the sausage in the pot, and then ran over to help with a limp, and the four joined forces to connect the two ends of the track together.

After such intense work, more than an hour had passed, and besides them, there were only two other tanks that were more seriously damaged.

After wiping their hands indiscriminately, everyone took two slices of fried scorched bread and a sausage slightly longer than the bread from Vajim's frying pan, and then divided them into a glass bottle that Roman found. A pickle.

"It's almost time"

Roman took a bite of the bread with sausage and pickles, pointed to the village and said, "Let's help the other cars, and then we'll go see the cellar Agafon mentioned."

"Then hurry up and get in the car!"

Before Vajim could finish his sentence, he had re-hung the tin barrel that had extinguished the bonfire on the rear of the car, and put a canvas cover on the greasy frying pan.At the same time, Wei Ran was also greeted by Ajiafeng, with a slightly hot bread in his mouth, he lifted the oil drum with a little remaining fuel to the rear of the car, and roughly fixed it with a rope.

By the time everyone got in the car and sat in their respective seats, Vajim had already finished his little food.

This time there was no need for Roman's command at all, so he steered the tank to turn around on the spot, crushed the track marks to find the other two tanks, helped them hang up the tracks and harvested some small gifts such as cigarettes or coffee. Only then did it crush the track marks left by the two other tanks, and drove into the deserted village on a rampage.

Under Agafon's guidance, the tank finally stopped next to the house where he and Wei Ran had rummaged for supplies.

Each took their weapons and got out of the tank. Agafon pointed to the wooden board covered by the iron plow, and only after Vajim in the driver's cab had raised a Bobosha submachine gun did he call Wei Ran for help. Remove the iron plows and other sundries pressing down on the board one by one.

Carefully remove the wooden planks, a square cellar entrance made of logs was revealed in the wooden shed.

Roman smiled, bent down, picked up a rusty ax and threw it in, while yelling "Lie down" in Russian loudly!Before the ax fell to the ground, panicked shouts came from the cellar.

"Is there really someone hiding below?" Roman muttered, raising his finger and pointing to the firewood not far away.

No need to explain at all, Ajiafeng had already brought some diesel oil and poured it on the firewood, lit one after another, and threw it far into the cellar.

Soon, begging for mercy came out of the cellar in Russian, and then a tall, thin, tattered man crawled out, and obediently let Agafon take care of him. He shoves aside.

"Is there anyone else down there?" Agafon asked, pinning the other's wrist, "Who are you? Why are you hiding in the cellar?"

"It's gone, there's no one below," the man stammered, "I'm Ivan, the carpenter of this village."

"Are you a carpenter?"

Wei Ran frowned while asking questions. Although this man in his twenties spoke proficient Russian, he found something wrong at a glance.The most conspicuous thing among them is that his exposed skin is a little too clean, and his head shape, which seems to be messed up on purpose, looks like a Prussian hazel head.Even when he got close, he could smell the unique fragrance of pomade.

"Yes, I'm a carpenter!"

The young man replied honestly, "I was left by the Germans to repair the house, and everyone else was taken away. You finally came, can you give me something to eat? I have been locked in the cellar It's been a long time."

"We have"

"wait a minute"

Roman didn't wait for Agafon to finish speaking, he had already raised a pistol in his hand. Seeing this, Agafon who had just let go also took control of the man who called himself Ivan again.

"What's the matter?" Agafon asked Ivan's hand behind his back again, and then asked.

"Tell him to take off his shoes"

"Tell him to take off his shirt"

Roman and Wei Ran said in no particular order.

Hearing this, Ajiafeng was stunned, and immediately checked the man's body, seeing that there was no weapon, he let go of his hand and took a step back, "As they said, take off your jacket and shoes."

The man who called himself Ivan glanced at the gun in Roman's hand, and then at Vajim, who was aiming at him with a submachine gun in the tank. After hesitating for a moment, he obediently took off his tattered coarse cloth jacket, and then Reluctantly, he kicked off the shoes on his feet.

"Can the carpenters in your village afford socks made in Germany?"

There was a trace of sarcasm in Roman's tone, and at the same time, a trace of undisguised panic was seen on the face of the man who called himself Ivan.

Before Ivan could explain, Wei Ran had already stepped forward and grabbed Ivan's wrist. After lifting it up, he found a blood type tattoo with the word "A" on his left armpit.

"It seems that the carpenter in your village not only can afford German socks, but also knows his own blood type!"

Wei Ran sneered and lowered the opponent's arm, "Is this for the military doctor in your village?"

Still before Ivan could speak, Agafon had already planted his foot on the hollow of his knee, and then punched him hard in the left rib.

When the man who claimed to be Ivan fell to the ground screaming, Roman, who pointed a gun at him all the time, took out a small palm-sized mirror from his pocket and handed it to Agafon, without turning his head, he said, "Look at the mirror." Is there anything to be found in the cellar?"

After receiving the mirror, Agafon cautiously moved to the edge of the cellar, observing the situation below with the reflection of the mirror and the firewood still burning in the cellar.

Until it was confirmed that there was no one in the cellar, Agafon climbed down the wooden ladder in the cellar.

After a while, he threw up the crescent-shaped metal plate and shouted through gritted teeth, "He's a German military police!"

Roman picked up the shiny metal plate and walked back, shook it at the prisoner who called himself Ivan, and then slammed it on his face.

"So you remind me of a dog on a leash?" Wei Ran put his hands on his knees and asked in Russian with a German word mixed in.

"No! It's not mine! It's really not mine!"

The carpenter, who identified himself as Ivan, yelled in denial, "My tattoo is my wife's initials! Her name is"

"Isn't she the Robber? A painter with big breasts and a moustache?"

Wei Ran, who had doubts about the identity of the prisoner, asked with a smile, "Do you need me to give you some time? Let you make up the lie so that there are no loopholes before asking?"

Roman glanced at Wei Ran first, then squatted beside the prisoner, pointed his pistol to his forehead and asked, "Where are the people in this village gone, you must know?"

"I don't know, I really don't know! You're mistaken! I'm really the carpenter in this village! I'm not lying!"

The chain dog cried and begged, "Let me go! I really don't know! I'm really a carpenter!"

"I found something in the cellar." Before Roman could continue to ask, Agafon had already crawled out of the cellar with a pile of things in his arms.

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately looked over, and Roman and Vajim had already stepped on the hands of the chain dog with their feet from left to right.

When Agafon put down the things he found one by one, Wei Ran raised his eyebrows.

Among these things, in addition to a PPK pistol and a chain dog uniform with a lot of dust, there is also a black horse leather satchel.

Under the terrified eyes of the chain dog, Wei Ran carefully opened the satchel that was stained with a lot of dirt.

The bag was not too big, but it contained not only a Robert camera, but also several supporting lenses of different lengths and film sealing tubes in the compartment. In addition, there was even a small gold bar and a watch.

Luo Man and others may not know it, but Wei Ran, who majored in war history and has studied in Hongqi Forest Farm, knows it very well.This camera, especially the matching telephoto and ultra-telephoto lenses, were all rare gadgets for German spies and military scouts operating behind enemy lines during World War II!

"These things were all found in the pile of potatoes below," Agafon said, and he took out a string of gold and silver rings from his pocket and threw them into the wooden box. "These gold rings were found in the cracks in the cellar wall. of."

"Mr. Carpenter, don't you plan to explain?" Roman squatted in front of the prisoner and asked.

"I don't know, I'm really the carpenter of this village." The chain dog was still struggling.

"Looks like we're going to have a private chat"

Wei Ran asked abruptly in German, this time, not only the Minglian dog subconsciously looked at Wei Ran, but even Roman and others were stunned.

"You should know what is going on in the Auschwitz concentration camp you built yourself?"

Wei Ran squatted beside the opponent, scratched his belly lightly with his fingernails, and said with a bewitching tone, "Believe me, I am more professional than those doctors in your concentration camp. I will be with you later Cut a [-]-centimeter cut in your stomach, then cut open your diaphragm to find your intestines and carefully pull them out."

After a short pause, Wei Ran scratched lightly with his fingernails on the opponent's abdomen again. Seeing that the opponent shivered subconsciously, he continued to speak in German that only the two of them could understand. , "Don't worry, my technique is very good, when the time comes, I will use two sewing threads to make two knots on the same intestine of yours.

certainly!certainly!Don't be afraid, I will give you an injection of morphine in advance, and you won't feel any pain then.Let me think."

Wei Ran took off his tank cap, patted his sweat-stained forehead vigorously, continued to say with undisguised madness, excitement and even strong expectation in his tone and expression, "Then I will take your intestines from both sides. cut in the middle of each section, and pull out the end connected to the stomach pouch little by little."

"Don't say it, don't say it!" The chain dog's face was full of fear.

However, Wei Ran acted as if he hadn't heard it. He measured the distance between the position where he just passed across the opponent's abdomen and his mouth with his hand, then continued to maintain the expression and tone just now, and added a little bit of seriousness and said , "It seems that our carpenter can understand German, so let me tell you a little secret that only doctors know!"

Wei Ran deliberately paused for a moment, and then slowly threatened the other party, "According to my experience, human intestines are about four meters to six meters long, as long as I choose the right place to cut, as long as I use Tie the sewing thread tight enough, and you won't die in a short time, and you won't even bleed much."

Pretentiously clearing his throat, Wei Ran continued to intimidate the other party with the routine taught by Gorman, "I will pull out the end connected to the stomach bag, and go around your neck first, and then you will feel it because of the neck. Goosebumps to the temperature of your abdominal cavity. Then I will send it to your mouth, and then you can taste it"

"Ouch—" the chain dog, who had been frightened by Wei Ran, vomited out.

Wei Ran smiled and continued, "Of course, if you do that, you will definitely die. I guess it will take about a day or two! But in such a hot weather, there will definitely be flies around, and they will die Eggs are laid in your intestines and will"

"Don't say it! Stop it!"

The leash dog, who was pale but with blood, saliva and vomit hanging from the corner of his mouth, cried and begged while vomiting.

"Give you two choices!"

Wei Ran scratched the opponent's stomach with his fingernail again, but this time, the chain dog seemed to treat his fingers as a scalpel, twisting his body frantically, struggling to To hide away.

"Give you two options"

Wei Ran, who was squatting on the spot, did not move, and still said with a smile, "Either answer our questions honestly, or grit your teeth and let me try the genius idea that just popped into my head. If you choose the latter , I promise not to ask for another letter."

"I"

"Please use Russian." Wei Ran stood up and said the last sentence in German with a smile, "I don't understand German."

"What do you want to ask?" the chain dog asked with a dead face.

"Your identity?" Roman first glanced at Wei Ran, and then asked in Russian.

"The translator in the gendarmerie," the chain dog replied desperately, "is mainly responsible for communicating with the locals."

"Is it to communicate with the captured guerrillas?" Vajim slammed on the opponent's palm, "For example, when tortured them in different ways?"

Seeing that the chain dog didn't speak, Vajim suppressed his anger and said, "Pull out the eyes, cut off the dick, hang it on a tree to die of thirst, or burn it to death on the street, and even stuff the hands and feet of those guerrillas into the tracks." Crush! You bastards can do a lot of tricks!

Do you want to try them all?I have seen quite a few corpses that have been tortured and killed by you. "

"Give me a good time." The chain dog said in a begging tone, "I beg you, kill me quickly!"

"Don't worry." Wei Ran picked up the bag with the camera and asked, "Where did this thing come from?"

"The house next door."

The chain dog wailed and replied, "I went to the next house to get it before I hid in the cellar. I just wanted to get some valuables to live on. I also found those rings, gold bars, and watches there. "

"Or shall we try another option?" Wei Ran asked in German.

"What I'm saying is true!"

The chain dog's tone was already crying, "I know what will happen to us gendarmes if we fall into your hands, I just want to live. I swear! Everything I said is true!

If caught by you, those German soldiers may not say anything else, but they will definitely identify us first, I don’t want to be tortured to death, please, believe me!I'm telling the truth! "

"Victor, what did you just say to him?" Roman asked Chao Weiran curiously.

Wei Ran spread his hands, "I told him a food story, and he was moved."

Having said that, he looked at the chain dog again, "Am I right?"

"No! It's not wrong!"

The chain dog responded to Wei Ran with a pale face, and subconsciously twisted his body to hide away from him.

"So don't let the story become reality." Wei Ran squatted down next to the prisoner again, "I will ask you one last time, where did the camera come from?"

"In that house, really in that house!" the chain dog cried and repeated the same answer.

"Vajim, can you lend me the bayonet you just used to cut the bread?"

Wei Ran turned around, turned his back to the captive and winked and said, "Also help me find if there is any morphine, I remember it was used on a German soldier yesterday."

"I'll get it for you now!"

Vajim is obviously also a clever ghost, and immediately limped to the position of the cockpit of the tank, bent over and took out a greasy bayonet from it, turned around and walked in the direction of Wei Ran, while cooperating with nonsense He said, "The morphine ran out, and you used the last one on the last prisoner yesterday."

"Then there's no way"

Wei Ran took the bayonet in Vajim's hand, deliberately stuck out his tongue to lick the remaining butter on it, squatted down beside the prisoner again, and said with pretended regret, "It seems that you can only bear it."

"I'm telling the truth! I'm telling the truth! I swear on my mother! I'm telling the truth!" the prisoner repeated weeping, and his crotch was full of blood. A strong foul smell.

Seeing this, Wei Ran used the back of his knife to lightly scratch the opponent's abdominal muscles, and asked with a smile, "I trust you for the time being, now tell me who used that house and who owned those things."

"Captain Dirk! He's our captain!"

The chain dog looked at the bayonet sliding on his abdominal muscle in horror, and replied tremblingly, "He is usually in that house, but he left last night. I and a few other gendarmes They are all left to supervise the deserters, and I usually follow him."

Turning his head to look at the continuously expanding urine stains on the crotch of the opponent, Wei Ran, who had no intention of doing anything, returned the bayonet in his hand to Vajim who was standing aside, stood up and said, "I think what he said should be true. "

"That's all you know?"

Roman, who hadn't spoken just now, asked, and while speaking, he had already put his finger on the trigger of the pistol that was hanging down.

The chain dog's expression changed, and he shouted nervously, "I know where Captain Dirk has gone! I also know that there are a few rotten Ukrainians working for him! I've seen their faces!"

"It seems that you still have some value"

While speaking, Roman had already picked up the torn clothes that the other party had just taken off, stuffed them into the mouth of the chain dog roughly, and said with a smile on his face, "Help me tie him to the barrel of our tank! After we catch up with the main force, we will hand him over to Comrade Political Commissar!
I can guarantee that not only will Vajim's identity issue be resolved smoothly, but maybe each of us will be able to share a military medal! "

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