War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 588 The Chorus in the Tunnel

"boom!"

Accompanied by a gunshot that was masked by the explosion, Wei Ran immediately drew back his rifle, and at the same time blocked the shooting hole with his canvas bag.

This was already the afternoon when he fired his first shot. During the whole day, counting the shot just now, he only fired four shots, but there were already three more shots on the butt of his gun. to the nick.

Wei Ran's shooting frequency is not high. On average, it takes two to three hours to fire one bullet.

Of the four shots, he was sure that only three were killed. Besides the one smoking a cigar in the morning, there was also a man wearing an artillery mirror, and a man who seemed to be wearing a priest's robe.

Of course, he didn't disrespect God, he was just worried that his friend, Mr. Tom, who was also a chaplain in the army, would be bored in heaven by himself, so he sent him a colleague to relieve his boredom.

As for the only shot that was uncertain, it was aimed at the fortress of machine gun fire that he had always been thinking about.

He can be sure that the shot really went into the shooting hole, and he did notice that the old godmother stopped for more than ten seconds, but he couldn't be sure if he killed the machine gunner.

Touching the word "positive" on the butt of the gun, Wei Ran finally did not open the shooting hole, but just took out a clip from the ammunition bag, and pressed the bullet into the chamber. And put the extra hair in his pocket.

This is the third day he has been here. In the remaining 12 days, he has to kill 17 more targets. Only one can complete the KPI for metal book layout.

But rather than hiding under the wrecked tank like a mouse, he actually wants to go back to the trenches, take more photos with the camera, and be able to chat with familiar and unfamiliar people, including Chen Qi, and ask questions. Ask where their home is and what their name is.

Shaking the kettle that had already bottomed out, Wei Ran swallowed, secretly thinking about going back to the trenches to replenish some fresh water after dark, so as to complete this time-consuming and patient sniper mission as soon as possible.

While he was waiting, time passed by every minute and every second, and the beam of sunlight from the hole in the chassis of the tank above his head gradually moved eastward and finally disappeared completely. Wei Ran was also able to see the starry night sky above his head through this hole , and whether it is a rising flare.

"wrong."

Gradually, Wei Ran frowned. In the previous two nights, the searchlights of the US military positions would sweep over every half a minute, but this time, he waited for more than ten minutes, but the searchlights were always on. Didn't touch the area like before.

"broken!"

Wei Ran couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately opened the observation hole, looking for the conspiracy behind the change of the searchlight trajectory in the night and the flares that rose from time to time.

However, until the searchlight was smashed like yesterday, he still didn't see anything wrong.

Wei Ran, who had been thirsty all day, was not in a hurry to replenish water in the trenches at this time, but instead looked more vigilantly at the direction of the US military positions.

As time passed, the sparrow battle on the Volunteer Army's side continued as usual, and the reaction from the U.S. Army's position seemed to be the same as usual.

But when the time came to more than three o'clock in the night, Wei Ran heard the slight movement of the can skin hanging on it when the barbed wire was touched.

Subconsciously looking in the direction of the observation post sitting behind the wreckage of the tank, Wei Ran quickly saw a dozen figures crawling out from under the chassis of the tank with the help of flares that rose from time to time.He watched helplessly as they passed through a gap under the barbed wire and crawled towards the area where they were.

Did you find me during the day?Are these people going to scratch their tongues?

Wei Ran couldn't help becoming nervous, and threw away the Mosin Nagant rifle he was holding in his hand, and replaced it with the Bobosa submachine gun in the metal book.

However, what he didn't expect was that those figures dispersed after crawling to the vicinity of the tank wreckage.Immediately afterwards, Wei Ran heard the position of the front of the tank where he was hiding, and there was the fine sound of the engineering shovel rubbing against the gravel in the soil when the engineer shovel was digging the ground.

When is the landmine here?
Wei Ran grinned, obviously, once the volunteers really charge, these tank wreckages are definitely the best bunkers. As long as landmines are planted here, it will not only delay the charge, but also serve as an early warning.

Thinking of this, Wei Ran replaced the submachine gun in his hand with a Mauser bayonet, then carefully pulled out the shooting hole, and went out lightly.

When he stooped around to the side of the tank wreckage, he immediately saw an American soldier lying in the shadow of the tank wreckage, carefully digging the soil near the front of the vehicle with an engineering shovel, and beside him, there seemed to be a canvas bag.

Looking around, Wei Ran grasped the bayonet in his hand while the opponent was about to turn over the shovel of soil dug out, aimed at the opponent's back and pierced his lung obliquely.

While vigorously turning the bayonet in his hand, his whole body was pressed on the soldier's body, and his face was pressed into the hole he had just dug with his weight. By the way, he also pressed his knees an arm.

Pulling out the bayonet and stabbing it into the lungs from the back again, the soldier didn't even have time to scream, and he was completely silent.

Picking up the canvas bag next to the soldier and looking at it, Wei Ran's brows twitched involuntarily. It contained two M3 block mines.Once this thing explodes, even if he hides under the wreckage of the tank, he may not be spared.

Seeing that the flares in the night sky were about to fall, and the second batch of flares was about to rise, Wei Ran didn't dare to delay, he stuffed the corpse under the chassis of the wrecked tank at the fastest speed, and pulled off his dog tag.

Blocking the firing holes indiscriminately, Wei Ran quickly climbed to the trench of his own position at the fastest speed, avoiding flares and searchlights.

"Password!" In the trench, a soldier on guard shouted vigilantly.

"do not know!"

Wei Ran, who had been hiding outside for two or three days, naturally didn't know what the password was. He just rushed up and shouted before the other party made any moves, "Hurry up and shoot in the direction of the tank wreckage! There are Americans planting landmines there!"

"Is it Comrade Wei Ran?" Chen Qi's voice came over abruptly.

"It's me! It's me!"

Wei Ran quickly responded, "I still have the pen in your hand, have you finished writing the letter to your daughter Qiuguo?"

"It's really Comrade Wei Ran!" Chen Qi shouted immediately, "Come in!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately turned over into the trench at the fastest speed, and then found Chen Qizheng standing at the door of a tunnel, looking at him expectantly, and even holding a roll of gauze in his hand.

"Where have you been these two days?" Chen Qi asked happily.

"Hiding under the tank"

Wei Ran handed the blood-stained dog tag to the little soldier beside him, "Hurry up and shoot at the wreckage of the tank, there are more than a dozen laying mines there! In addition, the wreckage of the tank near the barbed wire fence is their entrance and exit!" quick!"

Hearing this, the little soldier who looked no more than 20 years old immediately took the dog tag from Wei Ran and ran out.

Moments later, flares from the Volunteer Army's side blasted into the air, and the machine guns on the trench line also began to spray fire snakes. A little later, the mortars fired from behind the positions also precisely hit the tanks.

"Quickly enter the tunnel, Laomei's counterattack artillery will soon hit!"

When Chen Qi greeted Wei Ran, he pushed his shoulders into the tunnel with a curtain of sacks.

Behind this curtain, the first thing Wei Ran saw were two oil lamps made of coarse porcelain bowls, and a wounded man wrapped in gauze on his chest.

In addition, in the deeper part of the tunnel, there were a few shirtless warriors with unshaven arms, either holding rifles or submachine guns.And in the middle of these fighters, there is a metal bucket. On the top of the metal bucket, a fist-sized stone is slowly dripping water.

"Are you injured?" Seeing Wei Ran's abdomen covered in blood, Chen Qi subconsciously wanted to help him tear off his clothes.

"It's not mine." Wei Ran patted his stomach, "It was stained when I stabbed one just now."

Before he could finish his words, the artillery shells from the US military positions were overwhelming.A soldier in the tunnel reacted very quickly and picked up the wooden plank at hand and covered the iron barrel, and the other soldiers rushed forward to protect the soldier who was injured in the chest without even thinking about it.

"Open your mouth! Mouth! Open!"

Chen Qi raised his voice to remind everyone, but it was obvious that everyone in the tunnel knew this common sense so as not to be deafened, and one of them seemed to be the youngest, and even opened his mouth while making fun of it. One by one grimace.

But at the same time, in the tunnel reinforced with wooden boards, a large amount of soil and gravel mixed with it were shaken down with the sound of the shells, so that everyone had to squint their eyes and bow their heads, waiting in agony. The shelling ended.

"Cross the Yalu River with pride and courage!" Chen Qi, a health worker covering the wounded with his entire upper body, sang loudly, "Get ready—sing!"

"Crossing the Yeyalu River with arrogance and arrogance!"

The little soldier who had been making faces just now was the first to sing at the top of his voice. His voice was not very pleasant, and even Wei Ran thought that his voice was out of tune.

But the tune-changed singing voice mixed with the local dialect of the Qin Dynasty was as powerful as the old melodies sung by their ancestors, full of confidence and momentum that made Wei Ran's heart tremble, and his whole body wished to arouse goosebumps!
"Protect peace, protect the motherland, protect the hometown!" The rest of the soldiers who were smashed by the mud and gravel and couldn't lift their heads also sang.

Listening to the soldiers singing with accents from all over China, Wei Ran also straightened his back in this bombed tunnel, let go of his throat for the first time in his life, and gradually overflowed with those faces. The smiling strangers sang the follow-up lyrics together with their voices in unison - good sons and daughters of China, unite as one.Resist US aggression and aid Korea, defeat US imperialist ambition wolf!
(End of this chapter)