War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 553 Mirage
"This old coin!"

Wei Ran put down the binoculars, glanced at the time on the dial, and cursed secretly. He had expected that Felix would definitely attack the navigator Morris, but he also did not expect that at this time, even today, Felix They all set off a full hour earlier than usual!
Taking a last look at Felix's back, Wei Ran put away the binoculars, waited patiently for the distance between the two sides to be far enough, and immediately rushed towards the navigator Morris.

It's a pity that the bullet gouged into the brain from the chin had already taken away Morris's life, and even the scene was disguised by Felix as a suicide!
"How long will this take?" Wei Ran took out his camera and took a photo of Morris, complaining irritably, and quickened his pace to catch up.

As for negotiating with the other party at this time, he has never thought about it. Although the other party is only one person left, although he is completely sure to disarm the other party's weapons and combat capabilities, it is of no benefit at all, and he may not even sleep at night. You have to keep one eye open.

On the other hand, even without counting the time and counting the number of steps, Wei Ran can tell that without the "weight" of Morris, Felix's traveling speed has obviously accelerated a lot.

Many times, because he used the chair as a sand board, Wei Ran even had to trot to keep him from the sight of the telescope.

Two days passed quietly as the two chased after each other, one in the light and the other in the dark.In the past two days, Wei Ran had already drank all the beer, and even the fresh water was only about half a barrel left.

In contrast, Felix was also not much better. When he drank water last time, he had already poured all the remaining water into the kettle and discarded the heavy oil barrel.

At dusk of the third day after Morris was killed, when Felix set off again, there was only less than a liter of fresh water left on his body, and the last can tied around his waist with a parachute cloth.

But from the beginning to the end, he carried the submachine gun on his back, and even Wei Ran could use a telescope to see the two spare magazines on Felix's waist.

Raised the camera and aimed at Felix's staggering back and pressed the shutter again, but Wei Ran was not in a hurry to catch up.After walking for such a long time, the soles of his feet have been worn out with blood blisters, and his body exudes a strong smell of sweat.

Taking out the bucket in the metal book and shaking it, Wei Ran poured himself a glass of fresh water that was no longer cold, and poured it into his mouth in small sips.According to the current situation, his reserves are also running out, and perhaps he can only last for another four days at most before facing the predicament of water shortage.

Putting away the bucket, Wei Ran rubbed the sore soles of his feet, reluctantly put on his boots again, turned over the sand dune where he was hiding, and followed Felix in an almost mechanical manner. Follow your own pace.From time to time, glance at the time on the watch again.

After such a long period of water shortage and hunger, Felix could not even walk five kilometers in one night. In many cases, he would even walk for half an hour at most, and then he would lie on the sand and rest for a long time before he could get up again and continue on his way .

When this extraordinarily long night passed, the haggard Felix, while the sun was shining on his face, also threw away the water bottle that drank the last drop of stock, and carried the only remaining can to the stand on a sand dune. in the shadows.

At the same time, Wei Ran, who was less than 20 meters away, sighed, put away his camera, shrank his body to the other side of the sand beam where he was hiding, and took off his boots and one-piece flight suit wearily.

"Da da da!" The crisp gunshots made Wei Ran, who was about to sleep for a while, open his eyes, and carefully poked his head out to look at Felix on the other side.

At this moment, Felix, who was lying on the sand, aimed his submachine gun at the sky, and while pulling the trigger to fire a series of bursts, he shouted something hoarsely and silently, letting the hot bullet casings hit him and face.

Soon, one magazine was emptied, and Felix tossed the submachine gun aside, covering his hooded face with both hands.

Wei Ran sighed, and returned to the original position silently, stretched his body and lay on the smelly flight suit, letting the rising sun shine on his body.

When he woke up again, the sun had sunk most of his body into the horizon, and the temperature in the desert had begun to drop a little bit.

On the other side of Shaliang, after staring at the can in his hand for a long time, Felix slowly replaced the submachine gun with a new magazine, and continued to walk towards the direction of 29 degrees west by north with the can Let's go!
"Tomorrow it's time to talk to Felix."

After Wei Ran pressed the shutter button again, he put on his clothes and followed up with the shotgun again.

That night, Felix only walked a distance of three kilometers at most. When climbing a sand beam, he rolled over from the highest point and fell down for a long time without getting up.

A moment later, Wei Ran, who was following behind, also climbed up the sand beam. Looking at the screaming figure with his legs hugged in the moonlight, he hesitated for a long time, but in the end he didn't go up to it. He just lay down on the sand beam. Looking quietly through the goggles.

After more than an hour, Felix turned on the flashlight that he hadn't used before without warning.

Under the not-so-bright light, he seemed to have given up all his struggles, opened the last box of cans that symbolized hope roughly, and violently poured all the soup and meat inside into his mouth.

"Dang!"

Felix threw the empty tin can and smashed it on a weathered stone, ignoring the corner of his mouth scratched by the skin of the can, lying on his back on the sand panting, but never climbed up again. got up.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the crescent moon in the sky moved little by little, and finally was hidden by the fish maw on the horizon.

A moment later, the fiery red sun poked its head out from behind a sand dune, and sprinkled warm golden light on Wei Ran and Felix fairly.

When the sun rose completely, when Wei Ran finished taking a picture as usual and was about to show up to talk with the other party, Felix got up in a daze.

Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately withdrew to the sand beam where he was hiding, and watched the opponent stand up with difficulty, leaning on the submachine gun with the folded butt, stood up, and limped towards the canned box not far away.

Unfortunately, there was nothing edible in the tin.

Dejectedly throwing it into the tin can, Felix glanced at the compass on his wrist, and after identifying the direction, he went to the direction of 29 degrees north by west again!

Seeing this, Wei Ran pressed the shutter again, then took out the food box and oil barrel, sat on the sand beam that the former could see as long as he turned his head, and ate the Snickers bar he had already eaten bite by bite. Drinking fresh water that never seems to be enough.

By the time he put away the oil barrel and food box, Felix had already walked a distance of tens of meters, and was about to bypass a huge sand dune.

Squinting his eyes and looking at the sun that was emitting a heat wave, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, then took out the watch and compass in the tin can, and the gold plate looted from Leon's body and put them in the quilt. He emptied the food box on the first floor, then put on a scarf and goggles, abandoned the heavy flight suit, and chased after him with a shotgun.

His speed was naturally much faster than Felix, who seemed to have injured legs and feet. However, when he also circled the sand dune, he found that Felix started to trot with a limp.And right in front of him, there unexpectedly appeared an indistinct oasis!

"So lucky?"

Wei Ran subconsciously stopped and raised the binoculars, but then he shook his head bitterly, it was not an oasis at all, it was just a mirage that appeared due to the refraction of light.

But for Felix, who was struggling on the verge of death, this illusory illusion was like a shocking booster, so that although he fell down several times, he got up again and again, limping and continuing to move towards the The oasis that I don't know is hundreds of kilometers away.

"boom!"

Wei Ran pointed at his side and pulled the trigger, and the powerful 12-gauge shotgun shot a large puff of steaming smoke on the sand.

After the sudden gunshot, Felix fell to the ground subconsciously, then raised his submachine gun, aimed at Wei Ran and pulled the trigger!
This lunatic!

Wei Ran, who originally just wanted to stop the other party, immediately fell to the ground, crawling and hiding behind the sand dunes.

After a while, Felix also stopped shooting, and then ran towards the "oasis" again with a limp!
"Pause!"

Wei Ran shouted at Felix at the top of his voice, but what greeted him was another submachine gun fire!
"Run, I'll see how far you can run!"

Wei Ran cursed and ran to the other side of the dune, raised his gun and pointed at Felix's side and pulled the trigger.

Amidst the muffled gunshots, the astonishingly powerful 12-gauge slug hit the yellow sand less than five meters away from Felix.

This time, Felix finally stopped running, and actually stood where he was, aimed at Wei Ran and pulled the trigger.

Amidst the dense gunfire, the submachine gun bullets shot a stream of smoke and dust on the sand dunes, but it was not even as good as the stroke master. Even the most recent shot was more than ten meters away from Wei Ran.

Waiting until the opponent emptied the magazine, Wei Ran raised the shotgun again, aimed at a position ten meters away from Felix's side, and fired the large hunting bullet left in the barrel.

However, the huge recoil of this bullet caught Wei Ran off guard and almost sat on the ground.

"How could that idiot Goring think of using this thing as a survival gun? Did he think his pilots were all Rambos who ate spinach?"

The cursing Wei Ran snapped open the barrel of the gun, let the shells of the three bullets fly, then stretched out his hand to pull out the three bullets from the cowhide belt and stuffed them into it.

After such a short period of time, Felix also replaced the last magazine for his submachine gun, and while backing away, he pulled the trigger again in the direction where Wei Ran was hiding, almost in a venting manner.

After emptying the bullets in the magazine in just a few seconds, Felix stopped, dropped the submachine gun in his hand, and limped towards the oasis that was about to disappear in the sun once again. .

(End of this chapter)