War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 771 Three Pilots

Over Golonid Island, the battle between the air defense force and the German aircraft continued, but Wei Ran, who was about to land on the ground, crashed into a thick pine tree that was at least 30 meters high while screaming.

Without waiting for him to hug the tree fork, the parachute was also wrapped around the canopy, hanging him in the air more than ten meters above the ground like a piece of bacon waiting to be dried.

This broken book was precipitously intentional!
Wei Ran, whose face was scratched by pine needles, only had time to curse, but the hooked parachute suddenly lost its grip, and after letting him break the pine branches, he fell heavily on the ground. On a tree stump as thick as a waist.

"hiss--!"

The moment he landed, Wei Ran covered his calves and ankles. Although he subconsciously took a forward roll just now, one foot stepped on a tree stump covered with mushrooms, while the other stepped on it. on a rotting tree root.

The height difference between these two feet was only [-] centimeters, which also caused a crisp cracking sound from his calf.

Wei Ran, whose face was flushed because of the severe pain, took off the umbrella bag on his body with great effort, hopped his feet and sat on the damp tree stump, and then untied his boots.

Just touching the bones of the ankle, a series of foul words popped out of Wei Ran's mouth again.

I don't know if it's the retribution for dismantling the joints at every turn before. When he fell just now, not only the ankle of his left foot was dislocated, but also the head bone of the lower leg was hit hard. Although there was no fracture, it was also Asking him to exert a little force caused a piercing pain.

Looking left and right, Wei Ran rummaged through himself again, and successfully found a pocketknife with a rough wooden handle, and laboriously cut off a few paracords that were more than one meter long.

Putting one end of these paracords on the sole of his left foot with a glove, Wei Ran took a few breaths, then bit the other glove, and grabbed the other parachute with his right hand one end.

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Amidst the suppressed wailing, Wei Ran stepped on the middle section of the parachute with his right foot, and at the same time used his right hand to forcefully pull the dislocated sole of his left foot, while stepping on the heel of his left foot with his right foot Give it a hard time.

In the end, in the crisp sound of "click", Wei Ran, like a rotten fish whose gills have been picked off, spit out his gloves and let go of the umbrella rope, turned over and lay down on the damp leaf layer He was panting heavily.

After regaining his energy, he didn't dare to delay at all. He turned over and sat up and roughly checked his ankle until he was sure that the dislocated joint had been successfully reset. After identifying the direction for a while, he limped towards the direction where Captain Ninel landed.

Although the vegetation on this island is denser now compared to the Golonide Island of later generations, fortunately, the terrain has not changed much.In addition, Wei Ran had memorized the location where Niniel landed before landing, so it shouldn't be too difficult to find him.

It's just that he couldn't walk fast with a leg that didn't dare to use his strength, and he didn't know whether it was because the land of Golonide Island in this era was relatively rich in water content, or because it happened to be in summer.Almost every step he takes, he will step on a piece of slippery mud. At the same time, there are countless large mosquitoes rushing towards his face in groups, bumping into his face and windproof glasses, or lying directly on his face. Started a buffet at the neck.

"This is a piece of land, the professor's land is considered a pit."

Wei Ran muttered cursingly, bent down to dig up a pile of smelly mud, and smeared it on his bare neck and face, completely ignoring whether the mud would be infected on the wound scratched by the branch.

Picking up a wooden stick picked up on the way again, his speed also increased somewhat.And after he climbed over a small dirt slope full of miscellaneous trees and dense bushes, he also met Captain Ninel, who was also walking slowly while leaning on a stick.

"Captain Ninel!"

Wei Ran yelled from a distance, supported a waist-thick pine tree and waved the stick in his hand, and after the other party looked at him and responded, he immediately ran over with a limp.

"Are you okay?" The two asked the same words in unison, and then each found that the other's face was covered with a layer of stinky mud.

"I'm fine." Wei Ran was the first to respond, and at the same time shifted his gaze to the opponent's leg, and then he saw a stick that was as thick as a carrot and as long as a foot long stuck in the opponent's thigh.

"Scratched by a branch," Ninel responded nonchalantly, revealing a mouthful of scorched yellow and bloodshot teeth.

"Let me check it out for you"

Wei Ran involuntarily dropped the stick in his hand, and after the other party sat down, he carefully checked the wound on his leg.

"Shouldn't have broken a bone"

Wei Ran cautiously did not pull out the wooden stick, "But under the current conditions, there is no way to pull out the wooden stick, otherwise it is very likely that the blood vessel will rupture and bleed."

"Let's look for that plane first, I saw that he made an emergency landing." Niel stood up again with Wei Ran's support.

"In that direction." Wei Ran pointed in that direction, "I saw him make an emergency landing with my own eyes."

Looking up at the sky, Ninel didn't say much, but gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.

"How did you bump into it?" Wei Ran who followed behind asked.

After about ten seconds, Ninere replied, "I'm out of ammunition."

Hearing this, Wei Ran opened his mouth and didn't say much after all, he just sped up his pace a little to catch up with the other party.

With the mutual support of the two, they finally successfully found the plane that made an emergency landing.

Just like the picture drawn by a quill pen before entering this historical segment, at this moment, the plane that was forced to land was lying in a smelly mud like a poor-quality cigar that was discarded after only two puffs. Thick smoke was billowing from both sides of the nose, the wings had been broken off, and the tail had gone nowhere.

Not only that, but even the rotten mud pond around the fuselage was filled with flames.

As for the pilot of this plane, his upper body has already protruded out of the cockpit, but it is not known whether he is seriously injured. At this time, even though the thick and pungent smoke has enveloped most of his body, even the lower part of the cockpit has caught fire. , but he remained motionless.

Contrary to Wei Ran's expectation, Ninel didn't hesitate at all, and limped towards him with the wooden stick in his hand. Seeing his appearance, it was obvious that he wanted to do something.

When he came back to his senses, Wei Ran also followed with a limp.When he got close, he also found that there was a particularly conspicuous red lantern pattern drawn on the fuselage of this plane.

"Victor! Come and help!"

Ninel, who had already circled to the other side, grabbed the arms of the German pilot before he could finish his sentence, obviously trying to carry him out.

However, Ninel also has a leg that doesn't need strength, and standing in the mud that almost submerges his knees, he doesn't need any strength at all.

Seeing this, Wei Ran quickly wrapped himself around the edge of the hot cockpit, grabbed the unconscious German pilot's belt with both hands, and pulled him out from his side.

"Your wound must not touch the mud here, otherwise you will have to cut off at least one leg to survive." Wei Ran reminded him while dragging the German pilot out.

"Get out of here quickly"

Ninel didn't reply at all, he supported the wreckage of the main body of the plane around the tail, helped Wei Ran drag the pilot who was still in a coma, and moved towards the edge of the muddy pond with difficulty.

After tossing for about half an hour, the three pilots who had almost turned into mud monkeys finally "wriggled" onto a fairly solid ground.

However, Ninel didn't rest at all. He tore off the pilot's dirty clothes and skillfully pulled out the soldier badge hanging around his neck.

Just glanced at the information on it, but Ninel directly tore it off and put it in his pocket, and then silently began to search for things on the other party.

"You take a break, I'll do it." Niel said before Wei Ran was about to reach out to help, and at the same time took out the pilot's ID and stuffed it into his pocket.

something wrong.
Wei Ran muttered something to himself, but wisely, he didn't help, instead, he sat down in a distance.

While he watched, Ninel only found a P38 pistol, a gravity knife, a watch with a broken dial, and a silver cigarette case from the pilot.

"What do you want?" Neil asked tightly holding the gravity knife that had just been turned out.

"How about the gravity knife?" Wei Ran asked tentatively. He still remembered that Professor Alexey found a gravity knife in the house he bought. The point is that the gravity knife was still inlaid with a name.

In other words, if Ninel agrees to give himself the gravity knife in his hand, then it can be certain that the German pilot who is still in a coma is the German nobleman Felix von Goethe.

"Here's this one for you. It's mine. It's better than this one I just found. I've barely used it."

Before he finished speaking, Ninel took out a gravity knife issued by the German army from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran. Taking advantage of the situation, he also stuffed the gravity knife he had been holding in his hand into his pocket .

After receiving the gravity knife, Wei Ran raised his eyebrows involuntarily.Like the one seen by later generations, this is also the first generation of gravity knife that Germany began to equip in 1937.

But the most important thing is that on the wooden handle of this gravity knife, there is almost exactly the same craftsmanship, with gold wire on it, and a name written in Russian in Gothic script: Niniel Us Zinovich Bondu;
Turn it over and look at the other side, which is also inlaid with gold thread in Gothic Russian, but the content has changed to "friendship from the sky".

The two actually knew each other!And it's a friend!
Wei Ran made a judgment in an instant, but on the bright side he admired calmly, "This knife is so beautiful, are you really willing to give it to me?"

"Take it if you like it." Ninel put the turned-out P38 pistol on his waist, stood up and said while looking around, "We need to get out of here as soon as possible."

"Take him?" Wei Ran asked intentionally.

"Of course!"

Ninel replied without thinking, and then explained proactively, "We not only need to take him, but we also need to find a way to keep him alive. Capturing a German pilot is a great credit."

"Where are we going?" Wei Ran moved towards the direction of the pilot while speaking, helping him to check the injury roughly.

In general, this pilot who is suspected to be Felix von Goethe has a big bump on his forehead, and several teeth have been knocked out. In addition, his buttocks have a large number of burns , There are also various small wounds on the neck that are suspected to have been scratched by the parts that collapsed during the forced landing.

"Go in that direction." Ninel pointed to the south direction, "When I landed, I saw a wooden house at the edge of the forest. Where are we going?"

Isn't that the direction of the house that later Professor Alexis bought?
Wei Ran muttered to himself, and helped find two wooden sticks, then tied a large piece of parachute cloth that the two had saved, and finally pushed the German pilot up with his hands tied.

Each of them shared a parachute rope and put it on their shoulders with gloves. Like trackers on the Volga River, the two lame pilots dragged the German pilot on the simple sledge and moved little by little towards the edge of the forest.

After walking a hundred meters forward, Wei Ran also saw a wing.However, unlike what he found in the garage in later generations, there is also a very conspicuous red lantern pattern painted on this wing.

Did the Luftwaffe use lanterns as logos during World War II?What did that become?Miss Nightingale Flying Wing?Wei Ran muttered something to himself, but he couldn't remember it. He had seen this sign in a history class.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Wei Ran endured the pain in his left leg, and together with Ninel, who was not as good as himself, dragged the German pilot who was still unconscious, and left the area little by little. It looks like a forest that can eat people.

I don't know if we should be lucky, until they found the small wooden house at the edge of the forest, but they still didn't come to search and rescue them, or the person who captured the forced landing plane appeared .

Seeing that Ninel was obviously relieved, Wei Ran calmly pointed to the wooden house tens of meters away, "Shall we go together or should I go first?"

"Let's go together, no, you, no, let's go and have a look together first."

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately brought over the parachute rope that had been carried on his shoulders, and walked over with Niniel supporting each other.

When they went around to the other side of the wooden house, they immediately saw a thin girl sitting on the wooden steps at the door, washing a large basin full of laundry.Next to her, there was a child sitting in a wooden basin, who seemed to be only one or two years old.

And beside the child, there was a dog that was already bowing its back and growling threateningly.

"Neva, sit down."

Before the girl finished speaking, the dog immediately sat next to the tub, using its own body to block Wei Ran and Ninieer's view of the child.But at the same time, the girl with the coarse turban also grabbed a shotgun and held it in her arms. After groping to find the wooden basin next to it, she covered the little baby's ears with her hands.

Until this time, Wei Ran and Ninieer heard the girl ask, "Is someone here? Who are you? My eyes can't see, so you better answer my question quickly, or I will Just shoot."

is blind
Wei Ran and Ninel looked at each other, and the latter cleared his throat and said immediately, "Hello, we are pilots of the 102th Regiment of the 439nd Division of the Air Defense Fighter Aviation. The plane we were flying crashed just now, and we parachuted to survive come down."

"Are you the Red Army?"

The blind girl immediately put down the shotgun in her hand, but then she held it again, and said with extra vigilance, "Can I touch your boat cap? I can't see it. This is the only way I can identify you." Methods."

"We don't have a boat cap," Nigner said without a pause, "but we have a TT33 pistol, is it okay?"

"And the Nagant revolver"

While Wei Ran was speaking, he reached into his bosom, and under the cover of the one-piece flight suit, he took out the revolver in the metal book.

"I know the TT33 pistol, and my sister owns one." When the blind girl said this, there was undisguised pride in her tone.

Seeing this, Ninel gently took off the magazine and put it in his pocket, then pulled the slide to empty the bullets in the chamber, and then handed the pistol to Wei Ran.

After taking the gun, Wei Ran limped over to this exceptionally handsome girl, reluctantly, turned the handle of the gun and lightly touched the other's hand holding the shotgun, "This is our weapon."

The girl withdrew the hand that was covering the child's ears just now, took the pistol and touched it, then returned it to Wei Ran, and said with extra enthusiasm, "Do you need my help? Do you need food or drink?"

"One of us was injured."

Wei Ran took a step back to avoid the dog who had arched his back again, "Do you have any medicine or anything like that here?"

"Yes! Yes!"

The girl leaned the shotgun on the steps, gropingly stood up and said, "In the room, there is a medicine box to the left of the door. My sister is a doctor, and she left it."

"Are your sister and brother-in-law at home?" Ninel asked, limping on a stick.

"My brother-in-law died last year"

The girl bent down to pick up the child in the tub, and walked cautiously into the room under the escort of the mottled dog, saying proudly, "My sister went to the opposite bank to fight in Stalingrad a month ago. So now it’s just me and Neva at home, and these two little guys are called Neva.”

Hearing this, Wei Ran and Ninel looked at each other, and each saw a trace of sadness from the other's eyes.

Under the leadership of the girl, Wei Ran took over a clean medicine box, and took a look at the situation in the room by the way.

This small wooden house is far less spacious than the house bought by the later Professor Alexei, even smaller than the garage. In addition to a fireplace, there is only a log table and a double bed in the room. The big bed, of course, and the narrow wooden stairs to the attic.

Although the layout in the room was simple, and even though the quiet and delicate girl suffered from eye disease, the room was kept exceptionally clean.

"I'm Ninel, it's Victor who handed you the gun just now, what about you? What's your name?" Ninel asked curiously as he leaned against the wall and sat on the floor of the corridor outside the door under Wei Ran's gesture road.

The girl standing on the other side of the door fumbled back to the steps and sat down, put the child in her arms on her lap and replied, "Sasha, my name is Sasha. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" What? Uncle Sergey sent two fish yesterday, I can make them for you to eat."

"I'm very grateful that you are willing to take us in." While Ninel was speaking, Wei Ran had already opened the medicine box and found a pair of scissors from it.

"Good luck, I found a scalpel and sutures, but there is no anesthetic, so you have to be patient." Wei Ran reminded while cutting off the clothes around the wound.

"Come on." While speaking, Ninel picked up a piece of firewood and bit it in his mouth.

"Wait a minute, I need to wash my hands."

Wei Ran took off his muddy flight suit while speaking, and with the help of Sasha, he washed his hands with the small bucket of water next to the laundry tub.

After making all the preparations, he took out a pair of rubber gloves from the medicine box and put them on. After Ninel was ready, he pressed the wound and pulled out the wooden stick that almost penetrated the thigh muscle.

"Hmm!" Ninel groaned and clenched the firewood in his mouth. At the same time, veins appeared on his neck.

Throwing the blood-stained wooden stick aside with a "clang", Wei Ran simply motioned for the other party to lie on the floor, while he himself sat on the other party's lap, using his own weight to keep him from moving around. In the screams and uncontrollable struggle, the debridement and sutures were completed with the only medicine.

Although fortunately no artery was injured, the unbearable pain for ordinary people has already made Ninel pass out.

"Okay." Wei Ran heaved a sigh of relief after taking off his rubber gloves.

"What's wrong with him?" Sasha, who had been covering the child's ears with his hands just now, asked nervously.

"I passed out from the pain." Wei Ran replied while packing the medicine box, "A wooden thorn the size of a carrot was stuck in his leg."

Hearing this, Sasha shivered involuntarily, raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the door, "You can help him to rest on the bed inside."

"No rush"

Wei Ran looked at the German pilot who had rolled off the simple stretcher not far away, picked up the wooden bucket next to Sasha and asked, "Can I borrow your wooden bucket to wash it?"

"sure"

Sasha pointed in the direction, "There is a well on the other side of the house, I forgot to ask, are you injured? Do you need me to fetch water for you?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

While Wei Ran was speaking, he had already picked up the barrel and limped towards the well on the other side of the wooden house.

After fetching a bucket of water to wash off the mud carefully, Wei Ran limped towards the German pilot who was rubbing his way towards the house.

However, when he stopped beside the muddy and burnt pilot, he heard him ask anxiously in proficient Russian with a hoarse voice, "Where is Ninel? Ninel Ustino Is Vicky Bundu there? I heard his voice before I passed out! Tell that person if it is him?!"

"It's him." Wei Ran sighed, "You know him?"

"He..." the German pilot opened his mouth, then shook his head, denying it very flatly, "No, I don't know him. I don't know him."

Before Wei Ran could say anything more, the pilot's body softened and he lost consciousness again.

(End of this chapter)