War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 584 Hands Up
"Come down and help!" The driver surnamed Liu greeted Wei Ran and opened the hood at the same time.

"One kick, what's going on?" A truck following behind stopped side by side and asked.

"It's not a big problem, it's an old problem." The driver of the car with Wei Ran responded, "Go first, we will follow later."

Hearing this, the driver of the truck didn't say much, he waved his hand and drove the car over.

The driver named Yijiao who was standing at the front of the truck until Wei Ran walked away and the sound of the truck's engine could not be heard even after Wei Ran left, then greeted Wei Ran from the top of the cab He untied a piece of neatly stacked thick canvas and put it on the propped-up hood, then took out the flashlight from his bag and handed it to Wei Ran, "Help Uncle light it!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran simply turned on the flashlight and pointed it at the still hot engine compartment.

It was also with the help of the flashlight from the corner of the eye that Wei Ran discovered that this driver who opened his mouth and shut up and called himself an "uncle" was not much older than himself in appearance!

"Can I ask a question?" Wei Ran asked while the other party was looking at the engine compartment.

"Where's the toolbox?" The driver asked back, "What are you doing stupidly? Get the toolbox, or you're going to make me unscrew the screws with my teeth?"

Why is this person so uncute?
Wei Ran muttered to himself, honestly turned off the flashlight that had just been turned on, trotted around to the driver's seat, pulled out a heavy toolbox from under the seat and handed it to the other party.

"What did you want to ask just now?"

"You're not much older than me, why should I call you uncle?" Wei Ran asked with a grin.

"Why? Why do you say?"

The driver said while he was busy, "In our village, your father and I are of the same generation. If you don't call me uncle, what do you want to call me? Brother?"

"Can't I give you a kick?" Wei Ran asked intentionally, "Our team doesn't like relationships."

"Okay"

The driver, who didn't look much older than Wei Ran, agreed nonchalantly, "It's strange for you, you bastard. I told you that you could call me comrade and give you a kick. If you don't do it, you'd rather be punished than climb up." Call me uncle with these eight poles, good! This platoon leader assigned you to me, you don’t want to shout when your wings are stiff?”

"Okay, then I'll call you uncle!"

Wei Ran, who was deliberately clichéd, said bluntly, according to the seniority of later generations, let alone calling him an uncle, even if he is his own grandson, it would be considered an advantage.

"You bastard likes to yell and yell," the driver responded nonchalantly while he was busy.

After thinking about it for a while, calling "Uncle One" didn't seem appropriate, Wei Ran simply asked cheekily, "Uncle Liu, why did they kick you?"

"Kick the accelerator"

The driver said nonchalantly, "This nickname was given to me by my comrades in the Battle of Crossing the River."

"Why?" Wei Ran asked with great interest, "Don't everyone step on the accelerator when driving?"

Chao Weiran, the driver known as Yijiao, showed a bright smile, "During the battle of crossing the river, I drove a truck confiscated from the Kuomintang, stepped on the gas pedal and pushed the roof of a jeep where an allergic party battalion commander sat. After going out for a mile, I pushed him directly into the ditch and overturned the car before stopping. When I pulled the battalion commander out, he peed his pants."

"Then call it off?"

Wei Ran was stunned and asked, don't look at the relaxed and humorous words of the driver who is not much older than himself, but if he hadn't given up life and death, who would have the courage to do such a thing?
"That's not it"

Liu Yijiao continued to be busy with repair work, and at the same time said, "I didn't know how to drive at that time, I didn't know how the car started to move, and I just stepped on the accelerator, and the car suddenly slammed into it. I couldn't stop watching it, and thought I might as well run him over to death."

"What happened next?" Wei Ran asked.

"What's next?"

Liu Yijiao said while twisting the screws, "I joined the Automobile Regiment and have been in charge of driving since then. Okay, let's go outside to see the situation, before the American soldiers surround us both Know."

Hearing this, Wei Ran didn't ask any more questions, and after handing over the flashlight to the other party, he got out of the canvas that was used as a hood.

After patrolling around the car, when Wei Ran returned to the front of the car, Liu Yijiao had already buckled the hood, and asked Wei Ran to help fold the canvas and fix it on the roof of the cab.

"Get in the car!" Liu Yijiao greeted, and trotted into the cab.

After Wei Ran also closed the car door, Liu Yijiao also stepped on the start button and the accelerator to start the truck with ease, and at the same time did not forget to remind, "There is a difficult mud road ahead, hold on steady."

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately grabbed the armrest, and Liu Yijiao stepped on the accelerator slightly.

Amidst the roar of the engine, the overloaded truck roared into the low-lying mud road, crushing the mud and rushing straight forward.

However, how could it be so easy to drive through this [-]-meter-long mud road?
Seeing that the terrain in front was rising little by little, the speed of this car was getting slower and slower, and finally stopped completely.

"Dig a few times with a shovel," Liu Yijiao greeted.

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately picked up the engineering shovel placed between the two of them, opened the door and jumped out of the cab.

Regardless of the soaked shoes and the mud splashing into his mouth, Wei Ran brandished his engineering shovel to dig in front of the wheels, and then took off the wooden boards hanging on both sides of the cargo bucket and placed them underneath.

In the mud splashed by the wheels, the overloaded truck struggled several times, but still failed to cross the last hurdle.

Not long after, Liu Yijiao also jumped out of the cab, and Wei Ran and Wei Ran were responsible for digging up the mud stuck to the wheels, and even cut some branches from the surroundings to put them under it. The truck drove out.

By the time the two dug out the two thick planks from the mud and re-fixed them on both sides of the cargo bucket, nearly an hour had passed.And the rain that had been intensifying just now has also reduced a lot, and even the moon that just hid has reappeared from behind the clouds.

"Let's hurry up!"

Liu Yijiao wiped the muddy soup and rainwater from his face, and greeted him as he crawled into the cab.

"Is there any difficult road ahead?" Wei Ran, who was almost drenched all over, got into the cab and asked.

"The road ahead is easy"

Liu Yijiao replied while manipulating the truck, "But it's not very safe, you might meet American soldiers, so don't be cowardly."

"Just rest assured," Wei Ran said confidently.Hearing this, Liu Yijiao didn't say anything more, and stepped on the accelerator to increase the speed of the car.

In the dim night, the lone truck finally drove onto a flat road after passing through a sparse forest.

On both sides of the road, there seemed to be some sparse crops planted, but because he didn't have driving lights, he couldn't tell what he was planting for a while. Li probably guessed that it was either corn or sorghum and other crops.

However, just as their car was about to drive through an intersection along this road, a car horn suddenly sounded right in front of them.

Before Wei Ran opened his mouth, Liu Yijiao slammed the steering wheel and drove off the highway, plunged the front of the car straight into the farmland that was enough to block the car body, and then directly turned off the engine!
"Something's wrong! It's not our car!"

Liu Yijiao had already pushed open the car door while he was speaking, held the car door with one hand, carefully stretched out his upper body and stood up straight.

After a while, Wei Ran also carefully opened the car door and leaned out.

"Did you hear that just now?" Liu Yijiao asked in a low voice.

"I heard." Wei Ran responded in a low voice.

"Wait a little longer," Liu Yijiao ordered in a low voice.

Wei Ran nodded when he heard the words, but then, he heard a faint curse in English.Anyway, he can speak English, and he has also been in contact with Americans. Just by the accent, he can tell that it is definitely an American and not a British guy with a taste of black tea.

"Shall I go and see?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice.

"Look at that!" Liu Yijiao responded in a low voice, "Let them go first, we will leave after they pass by."

Hearing this, Wei Ran didn't say anything more, and carefully left the cab, went around to the other side, imitating Liu Yijiao, and stuck his upper body out of the edge of the crop field.

However, the two waited for nearly 10 minutes, but still no car drove past!

"Go over and have a look?" Wei Ran asked again, "We can't wait until dawn, we really won't be able to leave by then."

"You stay here to watch the car," Liu Yijiao said in a low voice, "Give me the submachine gun, and I'll go and have a look by myself."

"Let's go together, at least there is someone to take care of you."

While Wei Ran was speaking, he happily handed the submachine gun in his hand to the other party, then got into the cab and pulled out the engineering shovel with mud remaining.

Seeing this, Liu Yijiao didn't say anything more, lowered his body, nearly crawled, and crawled towards the direction of the sound just now, sticking to the ground.

Following closely behind, Wei Ran secretly checked the gaudy 1911 pistol in the metal book, and made sure that there were bullets in the chamber and magazine, so he put it back in the book, and then gripped the engineer shovel in silence Angrily followed.

As the distance got closer, Wei Ran also heard complaints, chatter, and the sound of metal knocking. He and Liu Yijiao even saw the dim yellow light of the flashlight in no particular order.

At this point, the two of them became more careful in their movements, and crawled to the edge of the crop field little by little, looking at the situation outside through a drainage ditch less than two meters wide and at most half a meter deep.

On the road perpendicular to their direction of advance, an American truck had already driven its head obliquely into the opposite gutter. At this time, less than ten people were moving out of the cargo box with unknown loads of wood. box.

In addition, two other people were trying to jack up the front of the car that was on the side of the gutter.However, maybe it was because the ground was too soft after it had just rained, or because the space was too small to fit the jack, so the two of them spent almost the whole time cursing the burst tire in different ways.

And in the middle of the road, there was a soldier with a Thompson submachine gun in his hand sitting on a tire waiting to be replaced, vigilantly looking at the direction of the intersection that was only a few tens of meters away.

Looking at the extreme distance in the direction of the rear of the truck, it was so dark that nothing could be seen at all.

There was a soft "click", and the American soldier sitting on the tire watching sentry lit a cigarette with a lighter, took a big sip and asked, "Tom, how long will it take you to change it?" Good tires?"

"At least find a way to raise the front of the car, but now the weight of the whole car is almost here."

A soldier who was busy complained, "I think we'd better send someone back to ask for help. It's only us who are busy until dawn to get this car out."

"It would be nice if the daylight came sooner"

A soldier at the rear of the car who was busy carrying boxes took the conversation and said, "Now I feel uneasy as if there are hundreds of enemies hidden around me."

"Or shall we leave the car here and go back?"

The soldier sitting on the tire puffed, "I've heard people say that there will indeed be enemies passing by on this road, and it seems to be the crossroad ahead."

"Drew! Can't you say something to make people happy?" Another soldier who was busy at the front of the car complained.

"Happy? Of course!"

The soldier sitting on the tire flicked his cigarette butt away, "If an enemy really appears at the crossroads ahead, I hope it will be Chinese people instead of Beihan people."

"Why?" A soldier at the rear of the car asked curiously.

"If it's from Beihan, it's useless even if we surrender, we'll still die." The soldier named Drew on the tire responded, "If it's from Huaxia, it seems that we can survive as long as we surrender."

"Really?"

"Of course it is true!" Drew said affirmatively, "A pilot friend of mine was caught a few months ago, and he even wrote a letter to his wife."

"How do you know he wrote to his wife?" the soldier named Morgan couldn't help asking.

"Before I came here, his wife told me in bed." Drew said with a slight show off, "You must know which one I'm talking about. I even showed you her swimsuit photos."

"How can there be a scum like you around us?" A soldier at the rear of the car scolded with a smile, "But the woman in that photo has really big breasts."

"Same brain as her pilot husband, full of fat inside" Drew said sarcastically, "That stupid pilot actually wrote to his wife saying that he had a good time there, and said he had sex with several black people friend."

"It must be fake!"

The soldier named Morgan made a decisive judgment, "Just look at the Chinese and Beihan people in our prisoner-of-war camp. They are almost starving to death. Our people must have a hard time over there. Maybe the pilot was bought off."

"I guess so"

Drew said indifferently, "But anyway, at least he must have survived, and his wife still regrets why he didn't die in battle, so she can get a pension."

Just when Wei Ran was going to continue to listen to what these people had to say, Liu Yijiao stood up abruptly, jumped out with the submachine gun in his hand, and shouted "Hands Up" in English with a strong accent!
　The last one is updated, I'm a bit busy today, sorry

　　
　
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