War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 594 Why Treat Prisoners Preferentially

"boom!"

After the crisp gunshots, the jeep driver, who subconsciously slowed down the speed because he saw the truck that rolled into the ditch, immediately burst into a cloud of blood mist at the base of his ears.

At the same time, Zhao Shengli also threw two grenades at the following truck.

"boom!"

Before the two grenades exploded, let alone the third and fourth grenades dropped by Zhao Shengli, Wei Ran had already hit the machine gunner on the cargo bed of the truck with one shot.

Almost at the same time that the soldier was shot, the truck had to apply the brakes because the jeep ahead was stopped by the passenger.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two consecutive grenades exploded on the top of the truck's cargo cloak and the rear of the truck. Wei Ran also aimed at the cab and killed the driver who was about to open the door and escape with one shot.

Without exception, no matter Wei Ran or Zhao Shengli, they all let go of the only passenger in the jeep.

"Boom! Boom!" Another two grenades exploded around the truck in succession, and the muzzle of the rifle in Wei Ran's hand also aimed at the tire of the jeep and fired a bullet.

"Frozen Wood Five~Lei Crotch Shake~Amus~!" Zhao Shengli hid on the top of the mountain and shouted a sentence in English that Wei Ran couldn't hear, but he was very familiar with it.

"boom!"

Wei Ran fired another bullet, which precisely hit the rock less than one meter away from the only survivor, and the stone debris that was blown away by the bullet also drew a line on the face of the survivor who deliberately left behind. The bloodstains, by the way, stopped his pistol drawing action, and after a short hesitation, he threw the weapon in his hand aside.

It wasn't until this time that Wei Ran stood up and ran over with the carbine he picked up earlier.

"I've got him under control, come down!" Wei Ran shouted after he climbed onto the roadbed, put on a pistol and pointed at the captives who surrendered.

"Take him back first," Zhao Shengli greeted, picked up his backpack and ran away.

Hearing this, Wei Ran was not in a hurry to leave, but looked at the military uniform on the surrendered prisoner with great interest.

This white man in his early 30s holds the rank of captain, which is not a big deal, and even made Wei Ran a little disappointed. Originally, he thought he would have to catch a major anyway.

But compared to the overrated military rank, Wei Ran was stunned by the armband pattern on the captain's arm, because it was a bee holding tools and weapons!
"Sea Bee Camp?" Wei Ran asked in English.

The American captain was stunned when he heard the words, and asked subconsciously, "You can speak English? Do you know the Seabee Camp?"

"Very familiar." Wei Ran responded noncommittally, "I guarantee you will survive, so why don't you make trouble for me honestly?"

"Deal" the American captain nodded happily.

"Position" Wei Ran held up a seized 1911 pistol in his left hand, and asked as he walked around the bombed-out truck while pushing the captain's shoulder with his right hand.

"Brendon, Captain of the Colored Company of the Seabee Mobile Engineering Battalion"

The captain with his hands up replied cheerfully, not caring at all that his foot had just stepped on the palm of a dead black soldier.

"Have you still not corrected the stink of grading by skin color?" Wei Ran couldn't help muttering.

"Guke of the East, you have no right"

"Oh!"

Before the American captain named Brendon could finish speaking, Wei Ran gave him a hard fist in the face, ignoring the few teeth that fell out of Brendon's mouth, he clenched the former's Pulled it up by the neck, and then put the muzzle of the pistol into Brundon's mouth, "Captain Brundon, you better keep your mouth clean. If I hear another word that is not polite, I promise Let bullets go in your mouth and out your asshole and throw you naked on a bed with the black person you caught earlier."

Following Wei Ran's threat, a look of panic finally appeared on Brendon's face. Seeing this, Wei Ran pulled out a pistol covered in blood and saliva.

"Don't you treat the prisoners preferentially?" Brendon mocked recklessly, "I have already surrendered, you are abusing the prisoners of war!"

"no problem"

Wei Ran casually pointed to the direction where he hid just now, and said nonchalantly, "I apologize to you, there are still some Beihan soldiers there, I will hand you over to them later, I believe they will treat you well Guests from America."

Before Wei Ran could finish speaking, a look of panic appeared on Brendon's face, and he said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, soldier, I...I apologize for being unreasonable and...and rude like you."

"No need to apologize, after all I did abuse you."

While Wei Ran was speaking, he slowly wiped the mucus stained on the pistol on Brendon's face, "After I go back, I will take the initiative to apply for confinement to reflect on my mistakes, and at the same time, I sincerely wish you to be the real master of this land. happy at home."

"No no!" Brendon became more and more panicked, "I didn't suffer any abuse from you!"

"Then who hit you on the face?" Wei Ran continued to ask with a sneer.

"Myself!" Brendon replied immediately.

"I don't believe it." Wei Ran was very bachelor, and at the same time, he glanced at Zhao Shengli who was climbing down a nearly vertical steep slope a hundred meters away.

This Brendon is also interesting. Hearing this, he immediately untied the water bottle on his waist and rinsed his mouth, then kicked the two molars that had just been knocked off by Wei Ran's punch under the jeep, and said, covering his cheek, "I didn't No abuse whatsoever, I just had my teeth pulled."

"I hope so." Wei Ran took advantage of the moment when the opponent's psychological defense was weakest and asked casually, "What are you going to do?"

"Builder" Brendon subconsciously answered Wei Ran's question, but then stopped talking, "I refuse to answer this question."

"Then I don't know you are planning to build an airport."

Wei Ran, who easily obtained the core information, simply pointed out the other party's mission in order to reduce the difficulty of the subsequent interrogation of Brendon.

Ignoring Brenden's ugly eyes, Wei Ran pushed him again, circled the truck and jeep, and picked up the pistol that Brenden dropped just now.

Thanks to the grenade that Zhao Shengli threw like dumplings, the truck was still breathing, and there were only two or three wounded black soldiers who were still clutching their wounds and howling. There are still boxes of TNT explosives in it.

After seeing these explosives, Wei Ran finally solved the doubts in his heart and figured out why a truck pulling a discriminated colored company had a machine gun on it.

"Comrade Wei Ran! Don't shoot!" Zhao Shengli shouted while running from a distance, "Don't kill the prisoners!"

"Do I look like someone who kills captives at every turn?"

Wei Ran rolled his eyes and said angrily, he really didn't plan to do anything this time, and the reason why he pointed the gun at the wounded in the car was just because he was worried that those wounded black soldiers would pull out a detonator for him if they couldn't think about it. It's just a dead fish and a broken net.

"Why don't you leave with the prisoners?" Zhao Shengli urged anxiously, "Get out of here quickly, there is a convoy coming from the rear of the Americans."

"You take him first"

Wei Ran handed a pistol to Zhao Shengli while speaking, and at the same time did not forget to ask, "The prisoner is an engineer company commander, and he is going to take people to build the airport."

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Shengli asked vigilantly, taking the pistol.

"Blow up the road"

While Wei Ran was speaking, he had already picked up a box of TNT, and then asked in English, "Brendon, where is the detonator?"

Brendon gritted his teeth, and finally replied reluctantly, "In the jeep"

"Let's go, I'll chase after him right away." While speaking, Wei Ran had already jumped off the cargo bed of the truck with a box of TNT on his shoulders.

Zhao Shengli opened his mouth, picked up a few carbines and carried them on his shoulders at the fastest speed, and immediately pushed Brendon into the flood discharge ditch on the side of the road and ran towards the direction where Wei Ran used to hide.

At the same time, Wei Ran has also found a wooden box covered with a blanket from the back of the jeep.However, although there are bundles of wires and several large boxes of electric detonators in this wooden box, there is no crucial detonator.

Looking up at the corner of the road more than [-] meters away, Wei Ran took a box of detonators and stuffed them into his pocket, carrying a bundle of wires in one hand and a wooden box full of TNT in the other, and ran over as fast as he could.

Glancing at the convoy that had already appeared at the end of his line of sight, he didn't even bother to line up those TNTs according to the knowledge of directional blasting he had learned, and he didn't even have time to take them out of the box. After connecting with the detonator, insert the detonator into the TNT.

After finding the other end of the wire bundle and holding it in his hand, Wei Ran ran to the side of the truck with the engine still on as fast as he could, climbed into the cab and held the brake with his carbine.Immediately afterwards, he circled to the rear of the car at the fastest speed.

"Bang! Bang!" Twice, Wei Ran smashed the flashing brake light at the rear of the car with the pistol grip, pulled out the wire from it, and connected it directly to the detonating wire that he had been holding in his hand.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening and dull explosion, the stone mountain where Zhao Shengli once hid suffered a serious landslide, directly covering the turning of the road tightly.At the same time, the gravel that was blown up by the explosion shock wave, the corpses from the first ambush, and even all kinds of miscellaneous things were thrown over the sky, and at the same time, the huge vibration also lifted Wei Ran and sat in the car. tail position.

Before the smoke and dust from the explosion cleared up, and before he had time to see the untechnical blasting effect, Wei Ran ran into the flood discharge ditch by the side of the road.

After scrambling and climbing up the hillside from the opposite side of the flood discharge ditch, Wei Ran ducked into the woods, picked up the backpack that was placed here, and picked up the engineering shovel poked on the side, and Zhao Victory dragged Captain Brendon away from the spot as quickly as possible.

After such a short period of time, the convoy driving from the rear of the US military position was less than one kilometer away from the elbow of the man-made landslide.

"There's a lot of movement now"

Zhao Shengli said happily while running, "Maybe there will be a plane coming over later."

"Come on!" Wei Ran looked at the thick pine trees around him, "Let's run faster! Victory, don't you feel heavy with so many things on your back?"

Zhao Shengli patted the five or six carbines on his shoulders, "Unsinkable! This gun is better than the big eight, and it will be ruined if you throw it away."

"Shall I carry it for you?" Wei Ran asked kindly.

Zhao Shengli responded while running, "You just have to keep an eye on Comrade Leng Buding. He wanted to run just now."

"Aren't you cold? Comrade?"

Wei Ran twitched the corners of his mouth, but finally held back his inexplicable smile. He didn't correct the wrong name, but just raised his hand and gave the prisoner a hard pocket on the back of his head, and asked in English, "What did you say just now?" Want to run?"

"Why did you comrade attack the captive again?" Zhao Shengli criticized seriously while running, "I have already educated him just now, and he is not allowed to beat or scold him when he makes no mistakes!"

"I" Wei Ran opened his mouth, but in the end he could only nod aggrievedly.

"What are you? I think you are simply not ideologically enlightened enough!" Zhao Shengli continued to criticize while running, "Comrade Wei Ran, why do we give preferential treatment to prisoners?"

"Because of the Geneva Convention?" Wei Ran replied uncertainly while pushing Brendon to quicken his pace.

Don't look at him as a relatively accomplished historian in his own world, don't look at him having entered battlefields that have long been forgotten.But as to why the captives should be treated preferentially, no one has ever discussed and communicated with him, and he himself has never thought about it.

On the Soviet-German battlefield, the brutal and bloody fighting between the two sides has covered up too many things. The little girl in Stalingrad never thought of being a prisoner, and the Germans who were killed by her probably don’t need such a worthless captive.

On the battlefields in Finland and in the deserts of North Africa, soldiers from different camps could sit down and make friends not only because of the situation but also because of chance.In their respective codes of conduct, they do not follow the "preferential treatment of prisoners", at most they just talk about it, and whether it is actually implemented depends on the mood of the Geneva Convention.

Back then in Berlin, the essential reason why those German doctors and Jewish nurses survived was also because of their "value".

But in fact, in Germany at that time, regardless of the Soviet Union or the cities laid down by the Americans, all kinds of war atrocities were in fact equal, not to mention the large numbers of starved to death in the prisoner-of-war camps guarded by the Americans at the end of World War II and even after the end German prisoners of war.

Even in Teng County back then, the Li brothers never talked to him about whether the captives needed preferential treatment.

Even when I was studying abroad in Volgograd a few years ago, and later went to Hongqi Forest Farm, neither Professor Alexey nor Karp and several other teachers had ever talked about the issue of preferential treatment of prisoners.

Among the cold knowledge taught by the teachers of the Hongqi Forest Farm, there is only how to extract the value of captives, and how to deal with worthless enemies as simply and humanely as possible, or bloody and painful.In their textbooks, there has never been a case where "captives" and "preferential treatment" are mentioned side by side.

Wei Ran had to admit that he was never a good student, otherwise, he would not have failed the college entrance examination, and then went abroad to be gilded with the relationship of Uncle Maozi.

Even, if it weren't for the appearance of the metal book, he would have returned to China to take over the family's travel agency at this time, and lived an ordinary life from nine to five every day.

In contrast, regarding the question of why prisoners are treated preferentially, perhaps Sui Sui, who is studying in China, can give a satisfactory answer to Zhao Shengli.

Glancing at Wei Ran with a slightly dazed look on his face, Zhao Shengli did not continue to criticize, but said in a mature and gentle way that did not match his age at the time, "Comrade Wei Ran, while on the road, Think about this question carefully, and I will ask you again when we are safe."

Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded, but didn't say anything more.

(End of this chapter)