War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 533 How to deal with some minor troubles

On the desolate desert covered by the Milky Way, Wei Ran, who was hiding in the car, hung up the call from Teacher Dalia, and opened the car door after a moment of silence.

"What's wrong?" Jima, who had been waiting outside the door, asked immediately.

"It's nothing, Teacher Dalia's call."

Wei Ran jumped out of the car while speaking, and asked in a relaxed tone, "How are you doing these days?"

"This place is much more interesting than taking classes in the forest farm"

Ji Ma happily introduced, "We actually arrived here only the day before yesterday, and we didn't get familiar with all the shooting locations and scene conversion process until today."

"So the filming hasn't officially started yet?" Wei Ran asked in surprise. Speaking of which, he was almost a week late, and he thought the filming was almost done.

"Making a movie is not as easy as you think."

Jima looked like someone who came here. While talking, he took out a camping light from the off-road vehicle that already belonged to him and held it in his hand. He led him to a khaki canvas tent not far away and said. , "Actually, we have been waiting for some key shooting props these days."

"What key item?" Wei Ran asked puzzled.

"Mr. Karp and Anna plan to use live ammunition to shoot," Jima said as a matter of course.

"Live ammunition?" Wei Ran stopped in his tracks, "Crazy? How do you shoot with live ammunition?"

"Just a few shots"

Jima signaled Wei Ran to get into the tent, then took out a bottle of spirits from his arms and poured two glasses, then said with his fingers, "Let me think about it, it seems that there are only a few shots in total, the first one is from Germany Reporter Pell uses a Breda 35 gun to destroy a British scout vehicle and capture Harry. The second shot uses the cannon as a guiding lighthouse. The third shot uses it to dig a well."

"So that refrigerated container is filled with live ammunition for filming?" Wei Ran asked, pointing to the refrigerated container truck looming outside the tent door.

“If nothing unexpected happens, it should be”

Jima picked up the cup and drank it up. He lit the kerosene heater next to him and said, "I heard that the live ammunition was smuggled in. It seems that I bought some self-defense weapons along the way."

"Having trouble?"

"There were troubles, but nothing serious."

Jima Hun explained nonchalantly, "The night we came here, we accidentally encountered a gang of robbers who specialize in targeting tourists. They were going to rob our truck, and they seemed to be planning to kidnap a few people for ransom. This matter It's been making us laugh for days now, can you imagine that a bunch of camels are going to hijack a bunch of trucks and they're only armed with a few pistols."

"Robbing you?"

Wei Ran looked at Ji Ma with a strange expression, and then laughed out loud. Compared with robbing these people, the success rate of robbing the local police might be higher if you change the target.This is no longer kicking the iron plate, this is already considered kicking a little boy or a fat man.

Jima spread his hands and replied gloatingly, "Except that the rearview mirror of the car Saleh was driving was smashed by bullets, there was no damage."

Wei Ran grinned, "No wonder you stuffed me with a submachine gun when we first met."

"I was also assigned an Uzi"

Jima pointed in the direction of his tent, "At noon today, Soliman Soliman, you must have known about it? It was Saleh's son. He gave it to me. According to him, it was still smuggled from Israel. What about the high-end goods that came in?"

"What is the identity of that Saleh?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"unclear"

Jima spread his hands, "But he was the one who picked us up at the time. He seemed to be very familiar with Mr. Karp, but it seemed like they hadn't seen each other for a long time."

"lets change a topic"

Wei Ran picked up his wine glass and took a sip, then asked with great interest, "Is there anything else interesting?"

"It's really there," said Ji Ma, but took out his mobile phone, tapped the screen, typed a line in Russian, and handed it to Wei Ran.

Taking the phone, Wei Ran glanced at the screen, only to see that it said, "Edward the Brit once tried to use the computer to handle his work as an excuse to install a monitoring program on Teacher Anna's laptop, but he was discovered."

"It's really a dog that has changed and doesn't eat shit!"

Wei Ran frowned and deleted the text on the screen, returned the phone to Jima and asked, "When did this happen? How did you deal with it?"

"Yesterday evening"

After Jima finished speaking in a low voice, he typed a line of Russian on the phone again, "The simplest and most effective solution is to remove the network cards from all computers. In addition, even those self-defense weapons that we bought by the way, I Guess it's mainly to guard against any conspiracy that British guy will do."

"It seems that we need to notify Kajianka immediately."

Wei Ran muttered to himself, then changed the subject and asked, "Is there anything else interesting?"

“There are so many interesting things”

Jima had already drank his fourth glass of wine while speaking, stood up and said, "Have a good rest my friend, I promise you will like this place tomorrow."

After seeing off Jima, Wei Ran closed the curtain of the tent, turned around and took out the satellite phone from his pocket, hid in his sleeping bag and took out the authenticator from the food box, then sent an email to Kajianka who was on vacation, Reminding her to stop broadcasting false content to the surveillance program Edward left behind.

Using the cover of the sleeping bag to put away the authenticator, when Wei Ran looked up, he happened to see that there were some people carrying things from the refrigerated container truck outside the screen window.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran, who hadn't had time to check the tent, simply used the cover of the suitcase to take out the telescope in the metal book, then turned off the lights in the tent, and hid behind the screen window to look in the direction of the cold storage container.

Although the light was rather dim, fortunately, the distance between the two was less than 50 meters, and the dim yellow light inside the cold storage container allowed him to see what was inside as he wished.

Except for the vegetables, fruits, meat, milk, and quick-frozen seafood in plastic baskets that were brought down at the beginning, the next ones were brought down in crates one by one.

Under his peeping, Saleh made some identifications, and called the people around him to move two of the crates to a container loaded on a truck not far away and lock them up. The remaining containers were opened one by one.

"Is this a self-defense weapon?"

Wei Ran's eyes widened. What the old men or young people in line took out of the crates were basically AK rifles and matching ammunition kits, with a few SVDs and the same number of rocket launchers mixed in. !
Not to mention, Saleh even took out two PKM machine guns with bipods and several boxes of ammunition from the largest crate!
Putting down the binoculars, Wei Ran pitifully glanced at the other screened window facing the center of the camp, secretly thinking in his heart, if Edward, who is not short of money but likes to peep, saw the scene just now, would he regret sending him Those USB flash drives used to lay maggots were all eaten into the stomach.

Finally, I took a look at the old men who were brazenly carrying weapons, but at the same time were busy putting the ingredients back into the cold box.Wei Ran finally untied the rolled up thick curtains to block the chill coming in from the screen window, and at the same time block his curiosity.

Turning on the camping lamp on the folding table again, Wei Ran checked the tent carefully before lying down on the folding bed.

Although the space inside this canvas tent is not too big, it is extremely comfortable. Not only is there a thick layer of Arabic carpet under the feet, but there is also a kerosene heating stove that seems to be produced by the little devil.

Don't think that this heating stove is just for decoration. Although it is July and the highest temperature during the day can reach [-] degrees, the temperature outside has already dropped to [-] degrees due to the huge temperature difference between day and night deep in the desert. digits.

Getting into the warm sleeping bag, Wei Ran turned off the camping light, and fell asleep after a while.

In the blink of an eye the next morning, it was Saleh who woke Wei Ran up.

"what happened?"

Wei Ran opened the curtains and asked, it was just dawn outside the window at this time, and even the sun only showed a small piece of scalp.

"Give me your car keys"

Saleh outside the tent said, "Before the temperature rises, we will send all the fruits in your car to the refrigerated container."

"I'll get up and help you right away." Wei Ran yawned, got up quickly and left the tent.

Until now, he has finally seen the layout of the camp. The Ural trucks in the outermost circle are responsible for various functions such as power generation, shower cabins, containers, oil and fresh water supply, etc., depending on the cabins they carry. , he also saw a conspicuous red cross painted on the shelter of a truck.

And in the center of the camp surrounded by these trucks, there are two large white tents that probably cover an area of ​​forty to fifty square meters.In the open space next to the two tents, there is still a dining car that has already started working.

And around them, there are small single-person tents.Although it was still early at this time, many people had already woken up.

"Don't look around, come and help."

Saleh said hello, and urged Wei Ran to drive his armored pickup truck to the refrigerated container next to the generator car, and beckoned the people around him to put all the fruits and drinks in the car into the container.

It made him a little dumbfounded. While they were busy here, Saleh's son, the young man named Soliman, was serious about registering the watermelons with a pencil in one hand and a notebook in the other. How many, how many coconuts and other trivial information, just like a hardworking warehouse manager.

(End of this chapter)