War Photographer's Notebook
Chapter 838 Chieftain
In the hazy mist, Wei Ran looked around blankly, but was shocked to find that Luke, who had been killed by himself, slowly walked out of the narrow cave, holding a fighting dagger in one hand, and stretched out the other hand towards him .But on his forehead, there was clearly a bullet hole with blood and brain tissue still flowing out.
"Are you afraid?"
Luke asked with a smile, and before Wei Ran could answer, he had already turned into Squad Leader Liang who also had a bullet hole in his forehead and was also shot dead by Wei Ran. The surrounding scene also turned into that spacious cave .
"Are you afraid?"
Squad leader Liang asked the same question with a smile. The skin on his face rotted, swelled, shrank, and fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into white bones that can be seen almost everywhere along the road.
"Huh——" Wei Ran took a sharp breath, then woke up, saw the low beams above his head, and smelled the unique smell of burnt protein.
Subconsciously lowered his head to look at himself, and then looked around, he realized that he was lying on a bed, but his hands were tied to the wooden frame beside the bed by leather ropes, and there was only one piece of clothing on his whole body. The British army's shorts are still there, but on the visible wounds, there are still some herbs that don't know what they are.
And not far away, there is a child who looks like he is about ten years old, but only wears a piece of sackcloth around his waist. catfish on.
Looking around, in this not too big thatched hut, apart from himself and the child, there was also a brown-red red panda lying on the floor beside the door!
But compared to this cute little guy who was tortured to have no friends in later generations, there are too many things related to the expeditionary army on the bamboo walls of this thatched cottage.Rifles, helmets, pistols, even machetes, water bottles and even military boots are all here!
Could it be the savage in the savage mountain?
Wei Ran forced himself to calm down, clenched his fists hard, saw that he still had strength, then quietly took out the Mauser bayonet from the metal book, cut off the leather rope at the wrist of his left hand easily, and then cut off the A leather cord from the right wrist.
After listening intently for a while, Wei Ran suddenly turned over and got off the bed. Before the child could react, he had already wrapped his neck with his left hand holding the bayonet, and at the same time pressed the broad, cold but still smelling of blood on the spine of the knife. On his neck, taking advantage of the situation, also covered his mouth with the other hand.
After he took control of the child, the little panda who was lying on the side of the door was frightened and rose up, but in the end, this little guy with no fighting strength just pressed his two fat paws on the ground in embarrassment. On the door made of bamboo slices, after sniffing hard, he took the grilled fish that slipped from the child's hand in his mouth, and slipped under the bamboo bed, pouted his buttocks and started to eat Haisai .
This funny scene also made Wei Ran couldn't help laughing, but the young man under his control was struggling desperately, as if he didn't care whether Wei Ran would kill him, but was even more angry with the little panda Not only did they not save him, but they took away the uncooked grilled fish. …
However, before Wei Ran could figure out how to communicate with the other party, a thin, shirtless man wearing coarse cloth around his waist also walked in with something on a banana leaf.
After meeting Wei Ran's eyes for a brief moment, the man immediately yelled in panic, and then knelt down without thinking, clasped his hands together and said something in words he couldn't understand, and that was still being heard by Wei Ran. The child under Ran's control finally realized the danger belatedly, so that even though Wei Ran covered his mouth, it didn't delay his wailing and crackling tears on Wei Ran's hands at all.
After a short moment of stalemate, Wei Ran sighed, and finally let go of the child in his hand, walked to the side of the thin man, and put a sharp bayonet on his neck.
In just such a short time, outside the open bamboo door, a group of people came running over.
It's just that what Wei Ran never expected was that among these people, there was not only the little master Sehao who put on the dark red monk robe again, but also a man who looked 60 years old but was wearing a The suit doesn't fit well, it doesn't suit the occasion, and it shouldn't even appear. The Mingqing-style official uniform, and even on his head, there is a Wei Ran. I've seen something pretty much the same.
Looking at the people around him, they were all barefoot, with coarse cloth around their waists, just like the man under his control. A few of them were wearing coarse cloth jackets, holding bows and arrows in their hands, and their faces seemed to have unclear meanings. tattoos.
"Master Sehao, where did Guochang and Shouzheng go?"
Wei Ran slowed down his speech and asked loudly. After getting along for such a long time, this little master Sehao not only learned a few commonly used Chinese vocabulary, but also can distinguish who is called what, and understand whether it is called him.
Hearing this, Little Master Sehao immediately said something to the old man in "official uniform", followed by the old man nodded very politely, raised his hand and beckoned the people around him to take a few steps back, even the old man Those with bows and arrows in their hands took off the bamboo and wood quiver at their waists and threw them far away.
Seeing this, Wei Ran also slowly withdrew the Mauser bayonet in his hand, and let the thin and short man drag the child who looked quite similar to him and ran behind the old man.
At the same time, the little panda, who had finished eating the grilled fish, came to Wei Ran's feet wagging its head and wagging its tail. It stood up again, grabbed Wei Ran's bruised thigh with its two hands, and sniffed to ask for it. with food.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this little cute thing's actions that the originally tense atmosphere was broken, and several women onlookers even whispered to each other and snickered.
Before Wei Ran pulled away such a skinless but good-looking little guy, the little monk Sehao put his palms together towards Wei Ran, and then pointed to another bamboo and wooden stilted building not far away.
After a little hesitation, Wei Ran took the little panda by its collar and took it off his lap, threw it behind him, closed the bamboo door, and followed the little monk Sehao downstairs to the stairs of another stilted building.
Seeing the little monk arching his hands towards him, Wei Ran walked up the steps vigilantly, bent down and entered the low door. …
As soon as he entered, he could smell the unique smell of fresh herbs.
After his eyes got used to the slightly dim light in the room, he finally saw that Tan Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang were lying on a bamboo bed covered in wounds, and their wounds, large and small, were also smeared with various bruises. Herbs.
Looking back at the little monk who was looking up at him quietly with his head up, Wei Ran stepped closer to Tan Shouzheng's side, and reached out to touch his forehead. Fortunately, his fever finally subsided.
Going to the other side and trying Zhou Guochang's breath, Wei Ran finally relaxed completely, no matter what, at least the two of them are alive.
"Why did you leave me alone in the room and tie your hands?" After thinking about it, Wei Ran murmured in confusion, then turned and walked out of the room.
Seeing that there were only two or three steps away from the old man in the "official uniform", after the old man said something, he bowed and bowed to an ancient salute that Wei Ran didn't know how to respond to , and then said in badly out-of-tune and stuttering Chinese, "Wu Wu La Ga Qing Qin Boom Boom Boom Tutu. Toast"
As if he didn't notice Wei Ran's staring eyes, the old man added a sentence of dialect that he didn't understand.
Seeing that Wei Ran didn't respond, the old man bowed again and said like a repeater, "I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm so green, I'm so green!"
Still talking about this, the old man chased after him a sentence that Wei Ran couldn't understand again very smoothly.
"I am the Chieftain of Daqing Emperor?"
Wei Ran was stunned, how many years has this f*cking Da Qing been dead?What's the matter with this toast?Or, is this still Savage Mountain in 1942?
It's a pity, no matter how many doubts and puzzles he has in his heart.That old man, no, that chieftain seems to be only able to speak Chinese like a melon egg over and over again.
And the little monk Sehao who seemed to understand what he said, without Zhou Guochang's help to translate, the only thing he could do was stare at each other with Wei Ran.
Thinking of this, Wei Ran could only imitate the appearance in the costume drama, hugged the chieftain with a face of embarrassment as a return gift, then turned around and walked upstairs, thinking that no matter what, Zhou Guochang must be given to Zhou Guochang as soon as possible. Just wake up.
"Are you afraid?"
Luke asked with a smile, and before Wei Ran could answer, he had already turned into Squad Leader Liang who also had a bullet hole in his forehead and was also shot dead by Wei Ran. The surrounding scene also turned into that spacious cave .
"Are you afraid?"
Squad leader Liang asked the same question with a smile. The skin on his face rotted, swelled, shrank, and fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into white bones that can be seen almost everywhere along the road.
"Huh——" Wei Ran took a sharp breath, then woke up, saw the low beams above his head, and smelled the unique smell of burnt protein.
Subconsciously lowered his head to look at himself, and then looked around, he realized that he was lying on a bed, but his hands were tied to the wooden frame beside the bed by leather ropes, and there was only one piece of clothing on his whole body. The British army's shorts are still there, but on the visible wounds, there are still some herbs that don't know what they are.
And not far away, there is a child who looks like he is about ten years old, but only wears a piece of sackcloth around his waist. catfish on.
Looking around, in this not too big thatched hut, apart from himself and the child, there was also a brown-red red panda lying on the floor beside the door!
But compared to this cute little guy who was tortured to have no friends in later generations, there are too many things related to the expeditionary army on the bamboo walls of this thatched cottage.Rifles, helmets, pistols, even machetes, water bottles and even military boots are all here!
Could it be the savage in the savage mountain?
Wei Ran forced himself to calm down, clenched his fists hard, saw that he still had strength, then quietly took out the Mauser bayonet from the metal book, cut off the leather rope at the wrist of his left hand easily, and then cut off the A leather cord from the right wrist.
After listening intently for a while, Wei Ran suddenly turned over and got off the bed. Before the child could react, he had already wrapped his neck with his left hand holding the bayonet, and at the same time pressed the broad, cold but still smelling of blood on the spine of the knife. On his neck, taking advantage of the situation, also covered his mouth with the other hand.
After he took control of the child, the little panda who was lying on the side of the door was frightened and rose up, but in the end, this little guy with no fighting strength just pressed his two fat paws on the ground in embarrassment. On the door made of bamboo slices, after sniffing hard, he took the grilled fish that slipped from the child's hand in his mouth, and slipped under the bamboo bed, pouted his buttocks and started to eat Haisai .
This funny scene also made Wei Ran couldn't help laughing, but the young man under his control was struggling desperately, as if he didn't care whether Wei Ran would kill him, but was even more angry with the little panda Not only did they not save him, but they took away the uncooked grilled fish. …
However, before Wei Ran could figure out how to communicate with the other party, a thin, shirtless man wearing coarse cloth around his waist also walked in with something on a banana leaf.
After meeting Wei Ran's eyes for a brief moment, the man immediately yelled in panic, and then knelt down without thinking, clasped his hands together and said something in words he couldn't understand, and that was still being heard by Wei Ran. The child under Ran's control finally realized the danger belatedly, so that even though Wei Ran covered his mouth, it didn't delay his wailing and crackling tears on Wei Ran's hands at all.
After a short moment of stalemate, Wei Ran sighed, and finally let go of the child in his hand, walked to the side of the thin man, and put a sharp bayonet on his neck.
In just such a short time, outside the open bamboo door, a group of people came running over.
It's just that what Wei Ran never expected was that among these people, there was not only the little master Sehao who put on the dark red monk robe again, but also a man who looked 60 years old but was wearing a The suit doesn't fit well, it doesn't suit the occasion, and it shouldn't even appear. The Mingqing-style official uniform, and even on his head, there is a Wei Ran. I've seen something pretty much the same.
Looking at the people around him, they were all barefoot, with coarse cloth around their waists, just like the man under his control. A few of them were wearing coarse cloth jackets, holding bows and arrows in their hands, and their faces seemed to have unclear meanings. tattoos.
"Master Sehao, where did Guochang and Shouzheng go?"
Wei Ran slowed down his speech and asked loudly. After getting along for such a long time, this little master Sehao not only learned a few commonly used Chinese vocabulary, but also can distinguish who is called what, and understand whether it is called him.
Hearing this, Little Master Sehao immediately said something to the old man in "official uniform", followed by the old man nodded very politely, raised his hand and beckoned the people around him to take a few steps back, even the old man Those with bows and arrows in their hands took off the bamboo and wood quiver at their waists and threw them far away.
Seeing this, Wei Ran also slowly withdrew the Mauser bayonet in his hand, and let the thin and short man drag the child who looked quite similar to him and ran behind the old man.
At the same time, the little panda, who had finished eating the grilled fish, came to Wei Ran's feet wagging its head and wagging its tail. It stood up again, grabbed Wei Ran's bruised thigh with its two hands, and sniffed to ask for it. with food.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this little cute thing's actions that the originally tense atmosphere was broken, and several women onlookers even whispered to each other and snickered.
Before Wei Ran pulled away such a skinless but good-looking little guy, the little monk Sehao put his palms together towards Wei Ran, and then pointed to another bamboo and wooden stilted building not far away.
After a little hesitation, Wei Ran took the little panda by its collar and took it off his lap, threw it behind him, closed the bamboo door, and followed the little monk Sehao downstairs to the stairs of another stilted building.
Seeing the little monk arching his hands towards him, Wei Ran walked up the steps vigilantly, bent down and entered the low door. …
As soon as he entered, he could smell the unique smell of fresh herbs.
After his eyes got used to the slightly dim light in the room, he finally saw that Tan Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang were lying on a bamboo bed covered in wounds, and their wounds, large and small, were also smeared with various bruises. Herbs.
Looking back at the little monk who was looking up at him quietly with his head up, Wei Ran stepped closer to Tan Shouzheng's side, and reached out to touch his forehead. Fortunately, his fever finally subsided.
Going to the other side and trying Zhou Guochang's breath, Wei Ran finally relaxed completely, no matter what, at least the two of them are alive.
"Why did you leave me alone in the room and tie your hands?" After thinking about it, Wei Ran murmured in confusion, then turned and walked out of the room.
Seeing that there were only two or three steps away from the old man in the "official uniform", after the old man said something, he bowed and bowed to an ancient salute that Wei Ran didn't know how to respond to , and then said in badly out-of-tune and stuttering Chinese, "Wu Wu La Ga Qing Qin Boom Boom Boom Tutu. Toast"
As if he didn't notice Wei Ran's staring eyes, the old man added a sentence of dialect that he didn't understand.
Seeing that Wei Ran didn't respond, the old man bowed again and said like a repeater, "I'm hot, I'm hot, I'm so green, I'm so green!"
Still talking about this, the old man chased after him a sentence that Wei Ran couldn't understand again very smoothly.
"I am the Chieftain of Daqing Emperor?"
Wei Ran was stunned, how many years has this f*cking Da Qing been dead?What's the matter with this toast?Or, is this still Savage Mountain in 1942?
It's a pity, no matter how many doubts and puzzles he has in his heart.That old man, no, that chieftain seems to be only able to speak Chinese like a melon egg over and over again.
And the little monk Sehao who seemed to understand what he said, without Zhou Guochang's help to translate, the only thing he could do was stare at each other with Wei Ran.
Thinking of this, Wei Ran could only imitate the appearance in the costume drama, hugged the chieftain with a face of embarrassment as a return gift, then turned around and walked upstairs, thinking that no matter what, Zhou Guochang must be given to Zhou Guochang as soon as possible. Just wake up.
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