War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 583

In the night, the Gubijing pasta restaurant behind him was getting farther and farther away, and Wei Ran was walking faster and faster.

It wasn't until the building behind him was completely swallowed by darkness that he stopped again and walked into a hotel where he used to live.

After carefully inspecting the entire room, he made sure that it was safe enough and that there was no secret camera equipment, then he took out the palm-sized micro-voice pistol from his pocket.

He deftly dismantled it into parts of a table and inspected it until he was sure that there were no private goods inside, then reassembled it, put it into a backpack, and put it on the toilet seat in the bathroom.

He is going to participate in the Olympics next, but he doesn't want to be sent to Vienna during the Cold War because of the existence of this pistol.

In addition, he carefully checked everything in the metal book except the half-track motorcycle and other large items, and then he dug out the red metal cap badge from the bottom of the medical box.

"The rank of lieutenant, it should be qualified."

Wei Ran muttered something to himself, took a deep breath and took out the metal book.In his uncontrollable excitement, the metal book slowly turned to a blank page, and the quill was suspended above the pale yellow paper as usual.

Amidst the fine rubbing sound between the tip of the nose and the light yellow paper, a five-pointed star cap emblem jumped onto the paper.

But to Wei Ran's surprise, the cap badge was not on the cap. Looking at the outline drawn by the metal quill, it seemed to be placed on a piece of cloth, and under the cloth, there seemed to be a hand holding it. with.

A moment later, lines of blood-red text appeared under the picture.

Act One

Role Identity: Auto Soldier Wei Ran
Return mission: kill at least two enemy soldiers and assist in completing the captive mission.

"Scene one?"

Wei Ran didn't realize it for a while, although this metal book often does tricks, what's the situation in the first scene?And this time there is still no photo mission?

Before he could react, his field of vision had been replaced by a strong white light, and then, a scene flashed before his eyes.

"Mauser bayonet, 1911 pistol, hip flask, that's it? Where's the food box? Where's the oil drum? Where's the camera?!"

Amidst Wei Ran's dissatisfied complaints, the roar of the engine also came from his ears, and at the same time, the excessively cool temperature made goose bumps pop out of his neck uncontrollably.

Blinking his eyes vigorously, the first thing Wei Ran saw was darkness. He turned his head and looked to the side. Under the faint light of the dashboard, a soldier who could only see his side face clearly was holding the steering wheel.

Looking directly ahead of the car window, there are no driving lights at all. The only thing that can provide illumination in the dark night is the small half moon hanging in the sky. With this faint moonlight, apart from the faintly visible road, it seems There is another truck fifty or sixty meters ahead.

Continue to turn the angle of view, the left side of this road is a sparse forest, and the right side is a dark cliff with no bottom at all!

When he turned his gaze to the rearview mirror, there seemed to be more trucks following behind, but the distance between them seemed to be a bit far away. What he could see was at most one or two cars.

Stretching his neck to look at the hood of the front of the car, although it is covered with a layer of branches like the body, but only by the unique sound of the transmission gear, it can be judged that this is a GAZ 51 produced by the Soviet Union. type truck.

"What are you looking at? Look up to the sky!"

The person on the truck reminded abruptly, with a thick northeast accent in his slightly hoarse voice.

"Oh!"

Wei Ran glanced at his attire for the last time, and immediately focused on the night sky outside the windshield. Even if the other party didn't say anything, he knew that the driver whose name he didn't even know for the time being asked him to stare at the driver. Aircraft that may appear at any time.

"I'll keep an eye on you, you bastard."

The driver of the car reminded like a chatterbox, "There are thousands of catties of white-faced sorghum in our cargo box. If it is blown up by a stinky plane, the old people on the front line will be hungry."

Hearing this, Wei Ran looked at himself again, besides holding a Type 50 submachine gun in his arms that used magazines, there were also magazines stuck in the bullet belt on his chest.

Without waiting for the other party to say anything, Wei Ran has already leaned his upper body out of the car window, watching every move in the surrounding night sky vigilantly.

Fortunately, until the truck drove through this dangerous section of the road, and then drove over a creaking wooden bridge, the plane that had been on guard never appeared. There is a tendency to rain more and more.

This is undoubtedly good news, even Wei Ran was called back into the car by the driver.

"Man, take a breather, Laomei's plane can't get out at this time!"

While the driver was speaking, he also took out the pouch pot from his waist with one hand and handed it to Wei Ran, "Order a pot!"

"Hold on"

Wei Ran took the cigarette pot, skillfully opened the tobacco leaf pocket hanging on it, stuffed the cigarette pot into it, took a spoonful, pressed it tightly with his thumb through the pocket, and then pulled it out to tighten the tobacco leaf pocket.

Fumbling left and right, Wei Ran took out a pack of matches from his pocket, fumbled and pulled out one to rub it, and then took a few mouthfuls of smoke continuously on the flame with the cigarette holder in his mouth.

Immediately, the pungent and choking smoke was sucked into the lungs, and a trace of sweet fishy smell was also felt in the throat.

Wei Ran, who was choking and coughing again and again, took the cigarette bag and pot in his hand.The driver took a sip happily, and then said, "My father planted this tobacco leaf himself. It's much more comfortable to smoke the camel cigarette that is more beautiful than the fool's."

"Have you ever smoked American cigarettes?" Wei Ran asked without words while coughing, his intention was nothing more than to say more words.

"What's the matter? Why do you look down on Uncle Liu?"

The driver took another big puff of cigarette, "It's not that I'm bragging, I've not only smoked American cigarettes, but also American soldiers!"

"How can"

Wei Ran hurriedly said with a smile, "I've never smoked American cigarettes before, I'm curious about the taste."

"Look in my bag, there seems to be half a bag left." The driver surnamed Liu pointed behind him with the cigarette stick in his hand.

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately took out a small canvas bag from the seat behind the opponent.

Although the light is not very good, he can still see clearly that besides half a pack of Camel brand cigarettes, there are more than half a dry and hard cornbread in this pack, as well as a kettle, a not-so-big flashlight, and several dry batteries.

Taking one out of the box of cigarettes and stuffing it into his mouth, Wei Ran turned to look at the gap behind his seat.

There is also a canvas bag that is not too big, in addition to this, there is also an engineering shovel and a jack.

Opening this backpack that seems to belong to me, the contents inside are the same, except for a hard cornbread, there is also a kettle, but the flashlight and batteries are missing.

Taking out the match in his pocket again and lighting the cigarette in his mouth, Wei Ran continued to ask, "Uncle Liu, how far can we go?"

"At this rate, it will take more than two hours."

The driver clicked his cigarette pot and replied, "After it rains, Laomei's plane is unlikely to come, but this road is also difficult, especially there is still a section of road ahead, monkeys have to use crutches to pass, we have to Be careful."

"I don't know if I will meet Americans along the way," Wei Ran continued.

"Not sure"

The driver surnamed Liu put the cigarette pot out of the car window and knocked it, "After passing that distance, there is a good road that can be run, but Americans occasionally use that road. If you really encounter it, you boy You can’t be cowardly and pee your pants. If you want to say that the monitor is the same, why did you put you in my car?”

"It's not because of your excellent driving skills." Wei Ran said sincerely following the words, "The platoon leader can say, you are the best driving skill in the entire platoon."

"Don't give your uncle a big hat"

Although the driver surnamed Liu said so, Wei Ran could clearly see the undisguised pride on the other party's face through the dim light of the dashboard.

However, before Wei Ran tried to ask any more questions, the truck's engine made a strange noise, and then turned off without warning!

"It's over!"

The driver surnamed Liu turned the steering wheel, controlled the car to pull over to make way for the rear, and then slammed on the brakes. When the car stopped, he threw away the cigarette bag in his hand, grabbed the canvas bag behind him and opened the door Then jumped down.

(End of this chapter)