War Photographer's Notebook

Chapter 90 The opposite escape route
On the night of their arrival in Plassey, Wei Ran and Jima moved into two renovated glass houses respectively.

As night fell, Wei Ran lay on the soft and clean big bed and looked at the transparent starry sky above his head. His mood, which had become a little anxious due to various things and experiences recently, also calmed down.And the only regret is that I didn't see the expected aurora until I fell asleep.

After a comfortable night's sleep, after breakfast the next day, Wei Ran set up a projector in the living room and played out the satellite map of Plassey's north.

In the end, they didn't go there on foot as they had agreed on the plane yesterday, because after they came back yesterday, Chris, who was very familiar with the surroundings of the house, gave a negative answer.

According to her, if it was December, even if there were only reindeer or a few sled dogs, they might still leave the road and cross the frozen lakes to the Rath Road, but now it is cold lake water and lakes. It will take at least a month for the surrounding swamps to freeze to the point where people can walk. At this time, if you want to hike to the Rath Highway, it will take at least four days.

This is of course unacceptable to Wei Ran. When he walks to the Rath Highway in four days, I am afraid that Karp of Hongqi Forest Farm has already calculated the tuition fees he should pay.

In desperation, the only thing that can be used now are high-definition satellite maps and topographic maps, as well as the photos that Jima took on the plane yesterday.

"Victor, aren't we looking for the missing teacher? What can be seen on these maps?" Chris sat opposite Wei Ran with a large pot of hot coffee, and asked inexplicably.

Wei Ran replied without hesitation, "Let's not consider whether a division commander who decides to run away will run away with a flag that is not only useless to him, but may even attract more enemies. Even if we assume that the flag is indeed It is a relic of Zelentsov, the commander of the 163rd Infantry Division, and we must see if he has a chance to run from the Rath Highway to Plassey alive."

"I don't think it's difficult"

Ji Ma, who was watching from the side, was the first to say, "The straight-line distance is only ten kilometers. In winter, as long as you have a pair of skis, this distance is not too far."

"It's not as simple as you think"

Wei Ran took the coffee, pointed to a map brought over from Volgograd, and explained, "During that battle, the 163rd Infantry Division crossed the border from the northeast of Suomusalmi, along the shore of the lake. They went south and attacked southwest. On the Rath Highway due east, the main force of the attacking and fleeing Soviet troops was the 44th Motorized Division.

So even if the commander of the 163rd Division intends to escape and is willing to carry the deadly military flag, as long as he has a normal mind, he should run along the Kenanta Lake to the northeast of the White Sea border. It is impossible to go in the opposite direction. Go around such a long distance and run to the direction of the 44th Division.

Or to put it another way, even if a division commander fled here with a military flag, it should be the division commander Vinogradov of the 44th Division who was shot after successfully returning to the Soviet Union. "

"So I have nothing to do with the missing teacher?" Chris asked with a cup of coffee.

"It's hard to say yet"

Wei Ran is extra cautious, "It is not uncommon for any illogical things to happen during the war years, and according to the current terrain analysis, the difficulty for the division commander to come here is probably far more difficult than fleeing back to the Soviet Union, but this flag appears here It's kind of weird, so I might have to do some research."

"Then I'll trouble you." Seeing this, Chris stopped bothering, stood up and was about to leave.

"Aunt Chris" Wei Ran stopped the other party, "Can you change the room for me if it's convenient?"

"What? Those glass houses are not comfortable?" Chris asked a little nervously. She and Akim were planning to attract tourists with those glass houses.

"no no no"

Wei Ran hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands to come up with an excuse that he had thought up in advance, "It's because it's so comfortable, I almost stayed up all night waiting to watch the aurora last night, so if it's possible, can you change the room for me? Otherwise I can't concentrate at all."

"So that's how it is." Chris breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, "The rooms on the second floor are all empty, so you can choose one yourself."

"Then thank you very much, I will move there this afternoon."

Wei Ran hurriedly expressed his thanks. Of course, he didn't really dislike those glass houses, but those houses were unobstructed, and even the only curtains were translucent. He didn't want to scare others when he really needed to use a cowhide notebook.

Under the harassment of Jima repeatedly urging him to find a bar in the city to relax, Wei Ran spent a whole day carefully studying the topographical maps and satellite maps of the battlefield involved in the Battle of Suomusalmi After that, he took Jima to review the Morse code again, and then he excused himself to need to be quiet, and went to the pre-selected room on the second floor with the flag and skis of the 163rd Infantry Division.

Not only these two things were taken together, he also took the weapon from the wooden box in the attic.

After locking the door and closing the curtains, Wei Ran checked the whole room carefully, and then set his eyes on the floor.

Skis, military flags, submachine guns, pistols, although there are not many things, but their origins are varied. At this time, Wei Ran is facing a difficult problem, which thing should he use to return to that battle.

The first thing to be ruled out was undoubtedly the Luger pistol. Let this thing be able to send him back to that battle, let's put it aside. If he sent himself back to the first battle, it would be a lot of fun.

After ruling out one option, Wei Ran thought about it for a while, and then sent the skis to the bathroom. If this thing belongs to the Finnish army, and he looks like a standard Asian, the key is that he can't speak Finnish. Are you rushing to die?
"The teacher shouldn't carry a submachine gun with him, right?"

Wei Ran picked up the PPD40 and looked it over and over again, and finally sent it to the bathroom. If this thing is the weapon of the division commander's guard, maybe his task will become such as cutting off the division commander's back. With a death-defying ending such as gaining time, I'm afraid I won't even know where the teacher has gone.

So, all that's left is this Nagant revolver and flag?Wei Ran frowned, sitting cross-legged on the floor, looking at the only two things left in front of him.

Can these two be drawn in a notebook?Also, is it possible to put those weapons in the bathroom into the notebook?

Wei Ran hesitated for a long time and finally didn't dare to try. The experience of being sent back to the Cold War last time is still vivid in his memory. He didn't want to put a gun in his notebook, but was sent back to a certain battlefield by those weapons.

"Since I can't find any useful clues, there's nothing to prepare now, let's try." Wei Ran looked at the only two things left on the floor, hesitated for a moment, and summoned the magical cowhide notebook.

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