War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 69 May It Light Up the Darkness of Eternal Night

"What do we do now?"

Wei Ran ran over and asked, at this time, he had completely calmed down. People outside should not be able to open the concrete gate at this moment, and now he just needs to take a few more photos, and he can leave this world at any time .

"This kind of air defense bunker must have ventilation holes and other exits." Hans briefly explained, then roughly pulled a prisoner over and started to ask.

However, the prisoner pointed to the door that had just been closed, and the next sentence he said made Dr. Hans loosen his collar weakly.

"What did he say?" Wei Ran leaned forward and asked.

"The other entrances and ventilation holes of the air-raid bunker were blown up during World War II." Doctor Hans pointed behind him, "That door is the only entrance and ventilation hole."

Wei Ran was stunned, looked up at the overhead light, and then took out the spy camera. After hesitating for a moment, he pointed the lens at the captives crowded in the corner and pressed the shutter.

"What are you doing?" Hans asked looking up.

"At least record what happened here." Wei Ran turned and walked to other rooms, sealing everything inside on the film.

As the film feeder turned again and again, after he pressed the shutter for the ninth time, he put the camera away.If there is no accident, he only needs to take another photo now, and he can return to his own world, but he wants to know the final outcome of Dr. Hans.

This is not only to fulfill the old man Nicholas' wish to find this person, but also not to let this ampoule who has been lurking in Germany for more than ten years bear the infamy of a traitor.And this, perhaps, is the only thing he, a passer-by in history, can do.

During the long wait, the aerial cannons that sounded from time to time outside the concrete finally stopped, but then, there was a dull explosion that shook the whole door!Under the impact of the shock wave, everyone in the air defense bunker was shaken and their ears buzzed, and some of them who were close even fell directly to the ground.

But even so, the concrete gate seemed to be as tenacious as the air defense tower of the zoo in Berlin. Apart from shaking off a large amount of dust, there was no sign of cracking at all!
But the sudden explosion instantly magnified the fear of those captives. After a brief panic, they swarmed towards the closed gate and tried to surrender again like just now!
"Da da da!"

Doctor Hans grabbed the submachine gun in Wei Ran's hand and pulled the trigger on the prisoners!When one magazine was emptied, only the two of them were left alive in the entire bunker.

"It seems that we can't get out." Although Dr. Hans said so, his tone was extremely calm, and he asked Wei Ran after he moved away from the gate, "What's in here?"

"That room is full of chemical raw materials"

Wei Ran pointed to a room and said, and then pointed to the room closest to the door, "There are all finished steel cylinders there. If it is true that sarin is being produced here as you said, it is probably in those steel cylinders."

Dr. Hans was silent for a moment, looked around and said, "It seems that the only chance of survival is to use those sarin."

"You want to?" Wei Ran immediately widened his eyes.

"Once the sarin explodes in West Germany, both the West Germans and the Americans will find a way to suppress the incident. At the same time, in order to clear the suspicion, they will urgently stop the attack in East Germany, and even for the sake of Keep it secret, maybe even those people from the Youth League will be dealt with."

Dr. Hans said that he apologized and looked at Wei Ran, "I'm sorry for the pigeon, if I knew this was the end, I wouldn't have kept you here."

Wei Ran nodded, "What should we do?"

"Move those cylinders to the door of the bunker"

Hans threw the weapon in his hand aside, and said while walking towards the room where the steel cylinders were stored, "If we can't get out of here alive, at least we can't leave the corpse here."

Seeing Wei Ran looking at himself, Hans pointed to the power generation room on the other side of the entrance, "There is still a lot of fuel there, after I detonate those steel cylinders, you immediately detonate the fuel in the power generation room, the shock wave generated by the explosion may be able to Push those poisons out."

"I understand"

Wei Ran sighed, took out a grenade from his pocket, walked into the power generation room, and stuck it on the fuel filling port.

Amidst the bustle of the two, and the occasional sound of explosions and electric drills outside the gate, a hundred and ten steel cylinders were stacked and placed in the open space between the plastic curtain and the gate.

After the two patiently survived a round of doomed blasting, Dr. Hans squeezed a grenade through the plastic curtain, and then turned the locking device of the blast door.

The movement here naturally attracted the attention outside the door, but before they opened the explosion-proof door, Dr. Hans had already thrown the grenade into the steel cylinders, and then rushed towards Wei Ran who was standing at the door of the power generation room.

Looking at Dr. Hans who was wrapped in anti-biochemical suit, Wei Ran yanked the rope connected to the grenade ring, and then pressed the shutter on Dr. Hans before the explosion.

"boom!"

The dull explosion and glaring white light filled Wei Ran's ears and eyes, but at the same time, the oppressive feeling brought by the gas mask disappeared.

When the field of vision returned to normal, Wei Ran looked at the familiar studio, then looked at the VSS micro-sound sniper rifle and the PSS micro-sound pistol that he was still holding in his hand, then took a long breath, and put the The two guns were put aside.

With the soft sound of "cracking", the cowhide book that appeared quietly turned to the fourth page by itself, and let the metal quill write under the black and white photo of the radio station:

Battlefield under the Iron Curtain
Doctor Hans, code-named Ampoule, died on February 1985, 2. His body was buried outside Bonn, in the air-raid bunker on the north side of the ruins of the Seven Peaks Castle.

Hannah, code-named Dwarf, East German Stasi agent, died on February 1985, 2, and was posthumously awarded the Medal of Loyal Defender of the Country and the Medal of Honor of the Fatherland First Class.

Willy Dickel, adopted son of Dr. Hans and Hannah, died on February 1985, 2. His body was buried outside Bonn, in an air-raid bunker on the north side of the ruins of the Seven Peaks Castle.

As I wrote this, the metal quill pen listed the detailed numbers of the two medals Hannah had won, and the graduation certificate number of the adopted son Willie Dicker, whom he had never met, on a separate line. He had memorized the serial number by reciting it repeatedly during the night when he stayed at Dr. Hans's house. If he had known how considerate the cowhide book was, he wouldn't have made that effort back then.

Under Wei Ran's gaze, the metal quill changed a line and continued, "Cameras can also be a weapon to stop wars, just like doctors can kill people."

While Wei Ran was waiting, the page full of words was turned to the back, and under the slowly rotating red swirl, the metal quill continued to write, "May it illuminate the darkness of eternal night, and may it record the first ray of sunshine at dawn." .”

With a sound of "clang", the metal quill that completed the work hit the solid wood countertop. Wei Ran looked back at the wooden door leading to the upstairs, and then reached out to pick out the thing suspended in the red vortex.

What made him dumbfounded was that it turned out to be a kerosene lamp still emitting ice blue light, and on its handle, there was also a Kiev 30 spy camera and a zippo lighter.

May it illuminate the darkness of eternal night, and may it record the first ray of sunshine at dawn.
Wei Ran read the text under the red vortex again, and after thinking for a moment, he smiled and turned off the kerosene lamp, and put all the things hanging on the handle back into the vortex. ,

　The first day of a worker's repayment of the book's debt

　　Give the boss lip V and continue to smile and add more
　　
　
(End of this chapter)