War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 621 Dirty Water
On the morning of the third day of life in the prisoner-of-war camp, Wei Ran, as usual, walked around the camp with his camera in his hand. Every now and then, he would snap the shutter on the busy volunteer soldiers or the leisurely prisoners.

He even found the classroom where the captives were in class, and took a group photo of the back of their heads through the window from the back to the front.

Of course, he also stopped by the barracks of prisoners of war from other countries and took some photos at random.

However, when he passed by a certain British prisoner-of-war dormitory, he sneaked in without a trace, stuffed the lunch box under the quilt in the corner, and then walked away cautiously, continuing his filming activities.

When the night fell again, the curtain was set up again on the playground. This time it was still a Soviet movie. Although I couldn’t understand it, the prisoners of war from all over the world still gathered around and pointed to the heroine on the curtain with great interest. With some nasty jokes.

Of course, Wei Ran is not in the mood to pay attention to the content on the screen at this time, all his attention is now on Morgan and Jack who are not far away.

Under the light reflected by the curtain, Morgan bought half a pack of cigarettes from an Englishman with a few military banknotes. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he asked the other party to light the cigarettes and threw a gold ring into the other party's pocket .

After he left, Jack also leaned up, but after a while, he pushed the British soldier to the ground, rode up and punched him in the face, and shouted angrily, "You Liar! Give me back my ring!"

"Let me go! You nigger, stay away from my origin!" The British soldier who was punched dazedly tried to push Jack away while holding his bloody nose, but he didn't want to follow up and was punched again.

These two fists in a row completely angered the surrounding British soldiers who were also watching a movie.Immediately, a group of British prisoners of war picked up the things at hand and surrounded them without thinking about it. At the same time, several American prisoners of war who had been prepared also joined the melee.

Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately stood up, and while everyone was not paying attention, he went around behind the British, and threw the two benches he picked up at random into the area not far away from the rabbit rider.

After the two benches passed by, the rabbit riders who were watching the excitement immediately threw the benches over one by one. Of course, some honest prisoners of war subconsciously chose to stay away to avoid being splashed with blood.And those who also avoided were Wei Ran who started the fire, and Drew who directed behind the scenes.

"boom!"

After the crisp gunshots, the prisoners who had just wrestled together stopped immediately, and after a while, the movie that was still playing also stopped. In the quiet playground, the only thing left was Jack's screaming and wailing.

"Sit down!"

The volunteer soldier who just fired a warning shot shouted in English, and after everyone sat down, he put away the box cannon in his hand, and beckoned to a little soldier around him who was still holding his calf. Drew screamed and wailed from the wound on his face.

"What's going on?" Ying Ying, the man who fired the gun, asked seriously.

"Teacher Zhang"

The bleeding nose made the British soldier stand up under his companion's prisoners of war. He pointed to Jack who was crying and howling not far away, and said, "I don't know why, but he rushed over and punched me."

"No reason?" The volunteer soldier called Teacher Zhang asked with a frown.

"Maybe it's because he's American."

The tone of the British soldier who was beaten was full of disdain and sarcasm, and at the same time he did not forget to lay maggots on all the American prisoners of war, "They are the most troublesome scum in the entire camp, just like their president who stupidly provoked this confrontation. It's like war in which no one benefits."

"Liar! You are a liar! Give me back the ring!" Jack wailed retorted.

"What's your name?" Teacher Zhang asked as he helped Jack dust off his body.

"Jack"

Jack bared his teeth and responded, "Help me, I feel the wound on my leg is bleeding!"

"Hygienist!" Teacher Zhang shouted immediately.

"Teacher Zhang, let me come."

The dentist Klauer, who had been sitting in the same position just now, stood up and said, "Although I am a dentist, this kind of wound can still be treated, and he happens to be from our dormitory."

"Is he from your dormitory?" Teacher Zhang asked in surprise, apparently already familiar with Claure.

Without waiting for Claure to answer, a little soldier who had distributed supplies to Wei Ran and others hurriedly explained, "Instructor, that Jack is a new prisoner of war who arrived the day before yesterday. It is said that there was an incident on the train, and he was assigned to their dormitory to let them go." Drew took care of it."

Hearing this, Teacher Zhang nodded imperceptibly, first helped Jack to sit down on a bench, motioned for Klauer to help Jack check the wound, and then asked gently, "Student Jack, can you tell me what happened just now?" What is it?"

"That Brit is a shameless swindler!"

Jack raised his finger and pointed to the British soldier who was still bleeding from his nose not far away, and said tearfully, "My leg is injured and it hurts very much. I heard from a white wounded man in our dormitory and his companions that you can buy it from the British." To inuma. God behold, I just want to sneak one before going to bed, so that at least the wound will be more comfortable.”

As soon as he said these words, there were whispering voices around him, and the British soldier with a bleeding nose pointed at Jack and retorted angrily, "You are lying! I have never sold any dogs. numb!"

"You really haven't sold it!"

Jack took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and slammed them on the ground. He said angrily, "I traded my gold ring for you for a few ordinary cigarettes! You fraudster!"

"I never sold you."

Before the British soldier could finish speaking, Morgan, who was not far away, also exclaimed, "You liar! What you sold me is fake!"

"I do not have!"

The British soldier who received two punches hurriedly explained, "I only sell you half a pack of Camel cigarettes!"

"But that's not what you told me back then!"

Morgan flicked the cigarette in his hand to the British soldier's face, and then, blocked by two volunteer soldiers, he tried to move forward while pointing his middle finger at the British soldier, "Yesterday you sold it to me. It’s all dog hemp! But see for yourself! The pack I just bought is full of ordinary Camel cigarettes. I still have several packs of this kind of cigarettes. Why do I pay such a high price for half a pack from you? !"

"That's right!"

Then Jack cried, "How can I buy ten ordinary cigarettes with my gold ring? Give me back my ring! I saw you put it in your pocket!"

"Get him under control first!"

Before that teacher Zhang finished speaking, two volunteer soldiers held down the beaten British soldier.

Immediately afterwards, Teacher Zhang walked up to Jack and asked gently, "What does your gold ring look like?"

Jack wailed and replied, "It's just a normal circle, oooh! There's a deep scratch on it!"

Hearing this, after thinking for a while, Teacher Zhang signaled a little soldier beside him to turn on the flashlight. He also took off his slightly worn cotton coat, and then rolled up his sleeves. Under the light of the flashlight, under the guidance of Jack into the British soldier's coat pocket.

A moment later, there was a golden ring in his hand that reflected the brilliance, and the prisoners of war who watched the excitement around him whistled as if they were applauding.

"It does have a scratch on it"

Teacher Zhang first returned the ring to Jack, then walked up to Morgan and asked, "You just said that you bought dog hemp from him yesterday?"

"bought"

Morgan broke free from the volunteer soldiers on both sides, reached into the inner pocket of his coat, took out an iron box, opened it, and handed it to Teacher Zhang, pointing to the only two cigarettes inside, and said, "This is what I got from him yesterday. I just bought these two. I tried to escape from here the day before yesterday but failed. Not only was I beaten up, but I was also robbed of everything.”

Ignoring the laughter around him, Morgan pointed to the British soldier and continued, "Later, he approached me and asked me if I wanted to buy some dog hemp. I didn't believe him at first, but he gave me one for me to try first. , I didn't believe him until then."

Having said that, Morgan pointed to Jack again, "I borrowed a lot of money from that disgusting nigger in order to buy some dog hemp for pain relief. At the beginning, the ones he sold me were really good. I just seemed Having said that, these two are the ones I haven't had time to smoke.

But just now, I bought ten more for the same price, and it wasn't until the nigger got into an argument with him that I realized I was buying fakes too. "

After taking the cigarette in Morgan's hand and rolling it away, Teacher Zhang looked at the shredded tobacco wrapped inside under the beam of the flashlight.The expression on his face became more and more serious.

"See if there's anything left on him," Teacher Zhang said blankly.

Hearing this, a volunteer soldier immediately searched his body, and without accident, naturally nothing could be found on him.

"Go to his dormitory." Teacher Zhang immediately gave the second order.

He watched Jack and Morgan being taken away, as well as the unlucky British bastard he didn't know.Finally, look at the volunteer soldiers who are still patrolling around the open-air cinema.Wei Ran, who left early, immediately followed that teacher Zhang along with the rest of the crowd who came to join in the fun.

The following ending was not unexpected at all. When the volunteer soldiers led by Teacher Zhang found a whole lunch box of dog hemp from the dormitory, and found a photo of the beaten British soldier and his wife in the lunch box, All explanations, and processing results are no longer important.

Because, Wei Ran could clearly see that the rabbit-riding prisoners who had gathered around to watch the excitement had already clenched their fists and clenched their teeth. Obviously, they had recognized the lunch box that had been lost for a long time!

(End of this chapter)