War Photographer's Notebook

In the dark and foul-smelling sewer, the mercenary Gala was in a panic dripping with foul-smelling sewage. He pushed away the corpses floating on it and ran to the opposite side of the sewer, grabbing the metal handrail fixed to the wall to climb up.

However, just as he was about to climb to the highest point and was about to push away the round manhole cover, Wei Ran and Fei Shenke chased him with their flashlights.

Glancing at the light beams under his feet, Gala moved even faster. While grasping the steel handrails with both hands, he straightened his legs, trying to use his shoulders to press the manhole cover above the head.

"Wow!"

Before the manhole cover was opened, the rusty steel handrail under his feet was also trampled hard by him, and it was broken from the joint of the wall, and he almost slipped under his feet.

Clenching the handrail tightly, Gala changed the focus of her feet, straightened her neck vigorously, and looked outside through the hole in the manhole cover.

On the other side of the small hole, he could see the night sky, and he could also see a circle of truck tires pressed against the manhole cover less than five centimeters apart.

Looking down again, Gala slowly pulled out an m49/56 bayonet with antler handle from the holster at his waist—this was the only weapon he had at hand, and it was also the standard equipment and symbol of their musketeer mercenary regiment things.If it were not for this reason, he would not have had the opportunity to carry this bayonet.Then, before he could run the bayonet down the hole in the manhole cover to pierce the tire and give him a chance to push the manhole cover away.The beam of a flashlight has also shone at his feet.

"Come down by yourself, or I'll shoot you in the ass." Feshank threatened with a sullen face.

He missed the captive who was supposed to be guarding him, not to mention that he and Wei Ran's knees were already covered with all kinds of disgusting dirt even though the chase was not far away.

Unwillingly trying to push the top of the manhole cover for the last time, the mercenary Gala sighed secretly, and threw down the bayonet in his hand, and he himself jumped down unwillingly, holding his hands high and saying, " How about letting me go and let me tell you a secret?"

"What's the secret?" Feschenk asked as he waded through the knee-deep sewage and bent down to pick up the bayonet that the other party had just thrown away.

"Dollar"

Gala swallowed, took a step back and said, "The dollars I earned together with Asol and the others in the past few months have been hidden by us, as long as you let me go, those dollars are yours, at least There's a hundred thousand dollars!"

"You all earned it from women?" Feschenk asked while drawing out his bayonet while looking at it.

"And I snatched it from... from my colleagues."

Gala took a small step back, leaning on the steel railing behind her and said in a panic, "You can leave here with me, you won't be able to survive after passing through that blast door."

Seeing that Feshank didn't speak, Gala also had more hope on his face, and continued speaking faster, "Listen to me, friend, after passing through that door, the Chechen security department building is not far ahead.

That building is not as safe as Asol said. Not only are there many Chechens, Afghans, and Germans upstairs, but there is also a news center underground, and there are at least 100 people there!
There is no way for you people to rush to the presidential palace from here, because there are more people stationed in the underground passage leading to the presidential palace!

So leave with me!We can set up a new mercenary group and go to other battlefields to make money!
I swear, as long as you let me go, the money I just mentioned will be yours!And... oh--! "

Before the mercenary Gala could finish his sentence, he let out a shrill scream because his knee hit his crotch.

Covering Gala's face, he slammed it hard against the dirty red brick wall. Taking advantage of the other's brain in a daze, Feshank picked up his right hand, and used the bayonet in his hand to strike at the shoulder and hand first. They each stabbed a knife on the elbow socket, and then used the knife to firmly nail his hand to the crack in the wall.

Ignoring Gala's screams, he took out another No. [-] wire from his arms, and firmly tied the other hand of the mercenary Gala to the metal handrail on the wall.

"Boom!"

Feshank immediately punched Galla on the jaw, and before the teeth fell out, he pulled an American grenade from his shoulder, pulled out the safety pin, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"These punishments are not because you ran away, but because you hurt those girls."

Feshank patted Gala on the shoulder, then extended his hand to Wei Ran, "Lend me the wire cutters."

"We're wasting our time"

While reminding the other party, Wei Ran took out the wire cutters under the cover of the backpack and handed them to the other party.

"in time"

Feschenk didn't seem in a hurry, not only used wire cutters to cut off the tail of the wire that bound Gala's hand to prevent him from trying to unscrew it, but also smashed the bayonet that was nailed to the other hand into it. In the crack of the wall, he nodded in satisfaction until the handle of the knife was tightly pressed against Gala's palm.

"Let's go"

While returning the wire cutters to Wei Ran, Feschenk took out a pair of men's underwear from his own bag and put it on Gala's face.

After tidying up at Wei Ran, Feshenke fixed a directional mine at the corner two meters away from Gala, and covered it with a diaper picked up from the sewage ditch.

All the way back, he arranged two accompanying mines made of grenades along the way, and deliberately left a trace leading to another fork in the road, which accelerated the speed of running back.

"Someone will touch it?" Wei Ran asked after hearing the faint scream of collapse behind him.

"Sooner or later someone will touch it"

Feshank replied almost certainly, "Comrade Gala can at least help us attract a little bit of firepower, and at the same time confuse our sight."

Hearing this, Wei Ran didn't say anything, but just sped up his pace a little.

By the time the two of them joined Captain Karp and the others with a stench all over their bodies, the battle here was over.

The structure here is similar to the airtight door they passed through before, the only difference is that the metal railing is missing.

"You guys came just in time, change into their clothes." Karp didn't ask Gala's whereabouts at all, but pointed to the clothes that had been taken off for the two of them in advance and said, "These are also Poles, but look at the reaction just now More like a rookie with no experience, did you just ask something?"

"Danger ahead"

Feschenk took off his gloves, and while changing his clothes, he asked about the brief information he just got. While they were communicating in Russian, Wei Ran, who was also changing his clothes, also looked at Atsol, who had a cloudy expression.

The mouth of this scumbag has been blocked by rags at this time, and a grenade is firmly fixed on his neck with a thick wire. Do you know where the red cloth strip came from.

After hastily changing his clothes, Wei Ran walked up to Athor and stretched out his hands, "Stretch out your hands."

Looking at Wei Ran for some unknown reason, Athor stretched out his hands tremblingly, letting Wei Ran hold one of his thumbs.

Before he could react, Wei Ran grabbed his right hand, grasped his wrist and squeezed it vigorously. With a crisp click, Athor's right hand was also limp and out of control instantly.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Ran firmly grabbed the opponent's left hand until his left wrist was also dislocated, then he let go and took a step back in satisfaction.

"Good workmanship," Ruslan praised with great interest.Wei Ran smiled but didn't speak. He did this only because he was worried that Asol would not be able to think about pulling the cloth strip on the back of his neck for a while, and he would die with everyone.

He replaced the weapon with the submachine gun in his backpack for display, and when he and Feschenk, who also changed his clothes but had the same stinky body, loaded the bullets, Captain Karp and Deputy Captain Ruslan clicked. With his head in his hands, he gently pulled the vacated blast door open.

However, as the explosion-proof door opened wider and wider, Wei Ran and Fei Shenke tensed their nerves.

At this end of the explosion-proof door, the concrete walls on both sides only extended forward for less than ten meters, and then turned into a red brick structure again.
Even, densely packed various pipes came from nowhere again appeared on the wall, and even the temperature has increased a lot.

But at the corner at the end about 20 meters away, there are bright lights and figures projected onto the wall.Even standing at the explosion-proof door, they could clearly hear the hum of an engine running from there.

But compared to these, what made them most vigilant was the table at the corner and the two people sitting at the table.

Looking at each other, Wei Ran and Fei Shenke walked over without stopping. Behind him, the two captains also stood side by side beside the mercenary captive Athor.

With the cover of their human wall, the machine gunner Serge also hugged his pkm, and the ammunition soldier who held the micro-sound rifle followed closely.At the end of the line, after the blaster Rezli closed and locked the explosion-proof door as quickly as possible, he also removed the handwheel for opening and closing the door and stuffed it into his bag.

When he followed up with Serge who was walking in front, Wei Ran and Feishanke were less than five meters away from the corner.

However, what made them both laugh and cry was that on both sides of the table, there were indeed two people wearing 82 technical condition uniforms with white cloth strips tied to the cuffs for identification.

But these two are plastic mannequins with big curly hair.What's quite funny is that one of the models actually had an unlit Marlboro glued to his hand.

In addition to the two pretend dummies, there was a wire bed next to the table, near the wall heating pipes.

The wire bed that was completely blocked by Zhuo Zi did not have any wire wire workers such as Mr. Fan, who was born at that time, but there was an AKS74U submachine gun, two spare magazines, and most of the bottles on the bed. Vodka and a few porn magazines.

Taking an extra look under the bed, after confirming that there was really no living person here, Wei Ran and Feishanke immediately walked towards the corner where the lights were on and rumbling noises came from not far away.

However, when they approached the corner of the wall and carefully looked over, what they saw was a space similar to a power generation room. This not too big space not only has a set of power generation equipment in operation, but also has a capacity of I am afraid that at least there must be a two to three ton oil storage tank!

The light they saw before came from an industrial desk lamp in this power generation room, and the human silhouettes on the wall were four bearded beards drinking alcohol beside the desk lamp.

Behind the four bearded men, there were two closed iron doors.

Fortunately, it may be for sound insulation or for fire prevention.There are no windows on these two doors, which is undoubtedly good news.

After gesturing to the back, Captain Karp leaned to the corner to take a look, and then started the countdown with his gesture.

As his last finger fell, the two captains, one half-kneeling and the other standing and leaning forward, pulled the trigger almost simultaneously.

And behind the two of them, Wei Ran and Fei Shenke also each pulled a captain's waistband.After the two captains fired another shot, Wei Ran immediately dragged him back, and the ammunition soldiers Agni and Leizli also jumped out and rushed into the power generation room with their weapons in hand. Hiding on both sides of the two closed iron doors.

The two captains and Wei Ran who rushed over just one step later also entered the power generation room, and the machine gunner Sergi, who was lying on the ground and ready to shoot at any time, got up unhurriedly, and put the backpack that was used as a cover He put it on his shoulders again, and let the mercenary Athor, who was also lying on the ground as a cover, climb up.

Inside the power generation room, Karp took off his gloves, took a bite of a sausage, and then raised his hand.

Seeing this, Wei Ran and Fei Shenke immediately each picked up a dead body that had been shot between the eyebrows, turned around and walked back, and the two captains even took out a towel from their pockets, and began to clean up the drips on the table. A little blood on the floor or on the floor.

Back and forth twice, all four corpses were stuffed under the bed next to the two dummies and covered with sheets as a cover. When Wei Ran and Feshank came back, the rest of the people had already stood by the table and started eating. , and that way

The iron door has also been pushed against the doorknob by a chair.

Holding a plate and giving each of Wei Ran a sausage, and then pouring them a glass of vodka, Karp asked in a low voice, "Asol, go out through this door and go to the direction leading to the presidential palace." How far is the passage?"

"Almost 50 meters"

Athor raised his arm, pointed in a direction with his soft palm and said in a low voice, "Run in that direction, there will be a right turn in the middle. There are stairs leading to the ground, turn there and continue Going forward is the passage leading to the presidential palace, and on both sides of this passage are the news centers of the Chechens.

Ruslan pointed to the outside of the iron gate and asked in a low voice, "What's outside the gate? The distance from the gate to the corner."

Ashol paused, then replied in a low voice, "It seems to be the territory of the Germans."

"seem?"

Seeing that Karp and Ruslan were all looking at him, Ashor said in an uncertain tone, "I just heard a few words of German when I passed by, and the people who came with me said that there are a lot of information on the battlefield that is not open to the public. It seems that they were all teleported back from here.”

"Information Center?" "Maybe"

Athor spread his hands, "I'm just a mercenary. Those speculations just now were told by the former commander who was out of law. They also make money on this battlefield."

Seeing that these people had nothing to ask, Ashor tentatively asked Captain Karp, "Friends, I can only send you here, for the sake of my cooperation, how about letting me stay here? You know the address of my home and even the address of my wife’s work, even for my family, I will not betray you.”

"Since you plan to stay here, then stay here." Captain Garp is extraordinarily easy-going, "You are indeed more willing to cooperate than your friends, for which you should be rewarded, at least you should survive, Demoman, Help our mercenary friend remove the grenade from his neck."

Hearing this, Athor's face immediately showed surprise.Lezley also put down the half sausage left in his hand, wiped his hands on his clothes carelessly, took out a pair of small pliers from his pocket, and happily cut the thick wire that was wound around the former's neck not long ago.

However, before Athor could say "Thank you" from his mouth, a strange-looking dagger stabbed into his chest cavity from behind, cut open a corner of his lung, and cut off the The main blood vessels of the heart.

Before the blood flowed from his mouth, Razri had dragged him into the shadows next to the oil tank.

When he came back to pick up the unfinished sausage again, Garp, who had been discussing the plan with Ruslan just now, said in a low voice, "If this is the intelligence center of those Europeans, they must know about our Where is the target?"

"And here itself is a worthwhile target," Ruslan's vice-captain added.

"That's right." Captain Garp nodded, "But we can't make too much noise."

"Later take off the clothes of the four men we shot, and dump all the bodies in the tank."

After a short pause, Garp continued in a low voice, "Serge, Agni, you two and I and Ruslan are pretending to be electrical maintenance workers.

Victor, Feschenk, we will create a power outage later, you take this opportunity to grab your tongue outside and come back. "

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Karp ate the last bite of bread, "Let's act!"

Hearing this, everyone immediately started to work.

What made Wei Ran feel very familiar was that just after Captain Karp and the others changed into the clothes that had fallen from the corpse, Agni, the ammunition soldier, even took out some cosmetics and an electric fader from his bag!
Comparing the hairstyles of the corpses, he even cut the hair of the two captains and machine gunner Serge himself, and then shaved Serge's beard. After the four of them painted and painted on their faces, Rezley He also unscrewed the bulb of a lamp above his head, and after Feshenke turned off the industrial desk lamp, he also cut one of the power cords.

As the lights dim in this buzzing power room, some make-up and clothes can't hide

The hidden flaws were also perfectly covered up.

However, when they threw a few stripped corpses into the oil storage tank and prepared to take action, there was a deafening explosion from the other side of the explosion-proof door in the direction they came from!
"Assaulter! Demoman, hide!"

Captain Culp had already taken the handwheel from Leizli and ran towards the blast door when he came.

Wei Ran, Feschenk, and Leizli also jumped off the oil storage tank, and hid in the gap between the oil tank and the generator where the lights couldn't reach before Agni moved away the chair blocking the iron door. inside.

In less than 20 seconds, the iron door was pushed open from the inside, and several soldiers in German spot camouflage also walked through the slightly dim electric room with their weapons in their hands, and ran straight towards the explosion-proof door.