War Photographer's Notebook

In front of the dim explosion-proof door, Captain Karp, who had put on the clothes of an electrician and had gone through a little disguise, hid in the shadow behind the table with the short and sharp AKS74U submachine gun in his hand, staring at the locked-up door not far away with a vigilant expression. The explosion-proof door also showed his back unsuspecting to those soldiers who ran over wearing German camouflage and holding German weapons.

The people who led the team rushed over glanced at Karp who was hiding in the shadows and seemed ready to shoot at any time, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his serious face.

Snapping his fingers towards Karp from a distance, the German asked in English, "What's going on?"

Soon, the soldiers who followed Yijia translated this sentence into Chechen.

Karp coughed, put down the weapon in his hand, and replied hoarsely in Chechen, "I don't know."

"Is someone rushing over?" The soldier in charge of translation asked actively.

"No"

Seeing that the other party did not question his voice, Karp coughed a few more times, and continued to answer in Chechen with a slight mountain accent in a hoarse voice, "No one, I'm fed up with the loud voices of those Polish bastards. , so before going to bed, I locked the door as usual, and the door has not been opened until now.”

While speaking, Karp also picked up the handwheel that Leizli had removed not long ago from under the bed and handed it to the other party, "I guarantee that no one has ever opened that door."

After the soldier finished translating, the leading soldier in his thirties waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately occupied the left and right sides of the explosion-proof door in a very standard CQB tactical formation, apparently ready to open the door.

And the soldier in charge of translation also took the handwheel from Karp, installed it, and quickly shook it to open the lock of the explosion-proof door.

Seeing that no one was staring at him, Karp also picked up the wine bottle on the bed and unscrewed it. He sniffed it hard at the tip of his nose, and then took a sip from the boss. Then he held the wine bottle in one hand and the gun in the other, and rushed Before the Germans opened the door completely, he returned to Captain Ruslan and the others.

"The old-fashioned British formation of 5 people, two groups suppressing one group to attack." Karp, who seemed to be watching the excitement, leaned on the humming power generation equipment, and murmured while looking at the explosion-proof door that had been opened in the distance. Self-talk gave his own evaluation.

"It also has a strong sauerkraut taste"

Captain Ruslan, who is also leaning on the power generation equipment, but looking at the situation outside the half-open iron door, took the wine bottle handed by the former and at the same time teased in a low voice without concealment, "It should be those from gsg9 Girls, uh... older girls with more experience."

"It really looks like them"

Karp kicked the equipment that Wei Ran and the others were hiding with his heel, "Wait a little longer, wait until the intelligence is cleared before arresting people."

"outside the door"

Ruslan took another sip of vodka, handed the bottle to Karp beside him, and when the latter looked outside the iron door, he speeded up his speech and whispered, "Pay attention to the diagonal right hand side, the two doors on the sign."

"Did you see the two rooms with the CNN logo?" "Yes," Ruslan replied in a low voice.

Karp paused, and read directly in English the words written in white paint on the two doors—"studio" and "dressing room".

However, what really attracted attention was the things on the central shelf at the door of the two rooms.There are not only various styles of Russian military uniforms hanging on it, but also a few handcuffs and a few black cloth pockets that seem to be used to put the head on.

Before the two captains could say anything else, two consecutive explosions were faintly heard from the direction of the explosion-proof door, followed by a few short gunshots.

"It seems that someone has been tricked," Captain Karp gloated and whispered, "Do you think it's the Chechens or the Germans?"

"Do you want to set up a directional mine on the opposite side of the blast door?" Ruslan suggested in an irresponsible answer, "If you're lucky, you might be able to keep those German guys back."

"Keep them first, it's not worth making a move for them, our appearance fee is not so low."

Captain Karp's voice has not yet finished, the same false

Agni and Serge, who were pretending to be electric workers, also tapped the power generation equipment beside them lightly with the wrench in their hands.

Before the knocking sound stopped, the two captains had stopped chatting, and each started to work around the power generation equipment.

A moment later, the team of Germans ran back in disgrace. In the middle of the team, there were still three wailing wounded and a dead body.

And behind them, there were several Chechen soldiers, each carrying a few wounded, and followed up.

No need to ask, just looking at the dense wounds on their bodies and the stench that permeated the team, even Wei Ran, who was crouching in the shadow of the equipment, could tell that these unlucky ghosts were most likely arranged by Feschenk. The directional mine next to the mercenary prisoner Jiala was affected.

Whether it is the unnumbered team led by the two captains Karp and Ruslan, or the Germans outside, or the French mercenaries, American mercenaries, Chechen soldiers, Afghan lunatics, or even a passing wild dog.

Everyone is equal in the matter of facing the directional mine. If you find out and avoid it, then nothing will happen.If you can't avoid it if you don't find it, then there is only the difference between disability or death.

As for whether the directional mine can be found, there are too many objective factors.To give a vivid example, this kind of thing is almost like a team of experienced deminers and the same number of huskies without tethers crossing the same minefield together.

Just because you can spot it doesn't mean other people or dogs walking with you can.But as long as it is triggered, those directional mines don't care whether the person standing in front of the 180-degree fan is a human or a dog, let alone whether they find themselves.

"Do you need our help?"

When these disgraced Germans approached, Captain Karp asked in Chechen with gestures and gestures. At the same time, he looked at the soldier who helped translate not long ago with pity. When he arrived, his body was almost cut into a sieve by the directional thunder.

But the leading soldier, whose feet were still stained with various excrement, roughly pushed the enthusiastic Karp away, and led his men through the iron door in strides.

Watching these Germans and the noisy Chechens behind them pass through the power generation room, there were some unbearable smiles in the eyes of everyone hiding everywhere.

However, not long after, another group of soldiers carrying all kinds of weapons and sandbags pushed open the iron door and rushed towards the explosion-proof door cursing.

No need to ask, just looking at the Polish-made AK rifles in their hands, one can already guess the origins of these people.

What Wei Ran and others didn't expect was that the Poles really didn't invite people to see them wherever they went. Although they chose the right team in this war, they were obviously assigned the most boring task - to guard the blast door. .

Watching the team of nearly 20 people go to the other side of the blast door which is relatively quieter.The two captains, Karp and Ruslan, looked at each other. The former took the aks74u and walked towards the table and single bed next to the explosion-proof door, while Ruslan greeted Agni. There was a Soviet lunch box on the wall, and two thermos bottles that would only be issued to Soviet tank and armored soldiers. Then they talked to each other in Chechen, pushed open the iron door and walked out.

And in the shadow gap between the dangerous and noisy power generation equipment and the oil storage tank, Wei Ran, Leizli and Feshank, who were hiding here, looked at each other, but they could only take them out of their backpacks. Covering their bodies with blankets, they each stared at the electronic watches on their wrists, waiting patiently for the command to act.

About half an hour later, Ruslan and Agni walked back to the noisy power generation room with their lunch box and kettle.Seeing this, Sergi, who was also dressed as a worker, immediately pushed the iron door with a chair, and when the three of Wei Ran got out of the hiding place, Sergi had already moved Captain Karp, who was staring at the explosion-proof door. replaced.

"The underground air defense shelter outside is not too big, but it is very strong."

After everyone gathered around Ruslan, deputy captain Ruslan dipped his finger in the jam and drew a slightly scribbled initial " " on the table, pointing to the leftmost end and said, "This is our position, we Next door is a highly electrified boiler room with

It was burning natural gas which was still in supply.But there was no one there, and I suspect two of us were boiler workers. "

After a short pause, Ruslan continued, "Go right from where we are and the boiler room, and on the left hand side of the first intersection, the traffickers on both sides of the passage are either the offices of the journalists or the mercenaries. dormitory."

"In the middle of the two intersections, there are canteens and hospitals on both sides of the passage, and those people were sent there for treatment just now."

While Agni was speaking, he also opened the lunch box and took out some sausages, bacon, and even slices of bread, "It's a completely self-help way, Chechens, Afghans, and those Europeans We all ate together, we went over to get food just now, no one cared about us at all.”

Ruslan moved his finger slightly to the right, pointed to the second intersection and said, "The left hand side of this intersection seems to be a warehouse, but there are only two people holding hands, and the road signs show that it leads to the city center market direction."

"So where can I get out?" Feschenk's eyes lit up immediately. "Further confirmation is needed"

Ruslan tapped the initials written on the desktop, "There are stairs leading directly to the ground at the second intersection, and the flow of people is relatively frequent. The right hand side of this intersection is the passage leading to the direction of the Presidential Palace, which is at least wider than the left hand side as a warehouse. The channel is twice as large. There are even rusty rails on the ground, and there are many Ural motorcycles parked.

However, there are also Chechens guarding there, and there are at least two crossfire defense points that can be seen, and the stairs leading to the ground are separated by barbed wire, but inside the barbed wire, there seems to be an independent elevator. "

Moving his finger to the right again, Ruslan pointed to the rightmost end of the cursive head and finally said, "This passage leads to the Laborers Memorial and the Petroleum Research Institute, but there are also a lot of guards there, we can't get too close .”

"But we have to occupy the warehouse on the left at the second intersection"

Captain Karp seemed to have already figured out a countermeasure after Ruslan finished the introduction, "That's a very critical position, and it's the only place we can quietly take it apart from here."

"I also think so"

Ruslan nodded in agreement, "If we can blow up the intersection and the power room where we are, at least this news center can be destroyed.

If you can block that passage and send a signal to Leva when you are sure that the target person is in the presidential palace, maybe you can complete this mission. "

"Razri" Garp looked at the blaster next to him, "How much explosive do you need to blow up here?"

"If it's just here, the fuel in the oil storage tank is enough." Rezri pointed to the oil tank not far away, "Even lack of oxygen can kill everyone here, and after high temperature burning, this place will also There was a landslide that completely blocked the door we came in. If the explosion-proof door was not closed at that time, it might ignite the methane gas farther away, but it would undoubtedly kill a lot of innocent people.”

Looking at the simple topographic map on the desktop and thinking for a while, Rezley continued, "The point is the second intersection, blowing up the trouble we face not only has enemies from three directions, but also has enough high-performance explosives. That’s fine, otherwise it’s meaningless.”

"But I'm afraid we won't be able to replace the people who guard the warehouse," Agnes reminded with a frown. "The guards there seem to be very familiar with each other, unlike the boiler room and power generation room, which are usually not important at all."

"And those two people need to stand guard at the entrance of that passage." Ruslan added, "I guess the two of them are probably also the guards of the two passages. They were just sent to guard the passage."

"What if we just sneaked into their warehouse?"

Feshank asked abruptly, "Since it is a warehouse supplying such an underground air defense system, and since there are two teams of Chechens guarding different passages at the door, I guess the situation in the warehouse must be strict on the outside and loose on the inside. A guard probably won't be at all...

No, I'm afraid they don't have the right to check in the warehouse at all, so as long as they can hide in from the initial sight, hide

It should not be found there.Captain, I think I can give it a try. "

"According to your guess, there may be a warehouse manager in there."

Wei Ran, who hadn't expressed any opinion from the beginning to the end, reminded, "A warehouse manager who doesn't need to stand guard."

"Victor is right"

Rezley took the initiative and said, "Let me and Feshank go! I need to go to their warehouse to see if there is any explosives that can be used, and I need to see the structure of that intersection with my own eyes." "One last question."

Ruslan said before Karp could agree or refuse, "We need to know exactly whether our target is in the presidential palace. If he is not there, it doesn't make much sense for us to destroy it."

"Let me think about it"

Karp wiped the sketches on the desktop with his sleeve, "Hide first, this war has just begun, we still have a lot of time."

"I don't know what's going on on the ground."

Feshenke muttered worriedly, and didn't expect anyone to answer his question, so he, Wei Ran and Leizli hid in the shadows again.

At the same time, Karp also greeted Serge, who was on guard at the explosion-proof door in the distance, carefully opened the iron door after the three of Wei Ran hid, left the power generation room one after the other as if nothing had happened, and went straight to the next door. Boiler Room.

一夜的时间在墙上那块石英钟表滴答滴答的跳动中悄然流逝，当时间来到1995年1月2号上午09:30，地表之上的战斗随着太阳的升起视线越发明亮也愈发的惨烈。

Those hunting teams from Europe wandered among the ruins, wantonly hunting the scattered, routed and even collapsed Russian soldiers.

In the wreckage of the buildings with only outlines, those lunatics from the imperial cemetery are also using various cruel methods to retaliate wantonly against the enemies who once invaded them.

In those dark and safe underground air defense systems, those hiding politicians, careerists, or former heroes are also coldly calculating the cold numbers reported, calculating the possibility of victory, the benefits that are about to be obtained, and the ulterior motives. friends and allies.

In the air-raid shelter a few meters or more than ten meters deep underground of the Chechen security department building occupied by passionate Chechens and crazy Afghans, the two sides of the spacious passage are extremely lively because of the arrival of a new day. The aroma of food wafting from the cafeteria in the middle of the intersection gradually permeated, looking for and scratching taste buds from all over the world in this turbid but warm air.

At the end of the passage where almost no one pays attention, at the entrance of the power room and the boiler room, there are two workers holding a wooden ladder, and they are replacing the incandescent lamp on the ceiling that has been permanently extinguished due to unstable voltage with great fanfare.

Before that, three soldiers wearing 82 technical condition uniforms and white cloth wrapped around their arms had already left the power room in batches ahead of schedule.

Almost at the time when the three people who distanced themselves horizontally walked to the second intersection leading to the stairs on the ground.At the door of the power room farthest behind them, Karp, who was sitting on a ladder and was staring at the three of them while changing the light bulb, immediately faced down and stood at the door of the power room, leaning against the door frame and holding the hand. Ruslan, who was sipping a cup of coffee, winked. The latter took a sip of the coffee, and at the same time gently shook his heels and knocked on the iron door.

After receiving the signal, machine gunner Serge immediately began to adjust the power of the power generation equipment at a very high speed.

Immediately, because of the unstable power, the lights in the passageway outside immediately began to flicker on and off, and Karp, who was riding on the ladder, immediately held the two wires on the lamp head together in preparation. , At the same time, he also let out an exclamation!
Without waiting for the light bulb in his hand to fall to the ground, accompanied by a string of sparks, the lighting system of this underground air-raid shelter was instantly extinguished due to an "accidental short circuit", and the entire underground passage was instantly plunged into darkness. dark!
At the same time, Wei Ran, Feschenk, and Leizli, who had already closed their eyes in advance, opened their eyes immediately, and headed towards the direction they had already spotted. Under the cover of exclamations and curses from many people in the underground passage, risky
Before the two guards pulled out their flashlights and turned them on, they ran into the aisle full of cargo boxes on the left hand side of the second intersection!
Almost at the same time as the three of them passed through the two guards who were sitting on chairs eating breakfast, Serge in the power room also completed the five-second countdown and pushed the switch again to send power.

The lights that came on in the blink of an eye also made everyone in the underground air-raid shelter cheer subconsciously while covering their eyes that were also subconsciously looking up at the ceiling with their hands.

But immediately after, Serge in the power room interrupted the power transmission to the lighting system again!

In the second round of more angry and dissatisfied scolding, the three Wei Ran, who had already seen their position clearly through the flashing light just now, also got under the nearest thatch.

At the same time that Wei Ran retracted his exposed boots into the tarpaulin, Sergi in the power room pushed the switch to send power again, returning the light to the bastards who created darkness in the underground air-raid shelter.

And outside the power distribution room, Karp also replaced a new light bulb, and at the same time cursed the idiot Chechen colleague named Rutherford in the power room in extremely fast Chechen. Ruslan, who was holding the ladder, also looked apologetically towards the "European friends" in camouflage uniforms around him, repeating "Sau Rui" over and over again.

And in the passage on the left of the No. 20 intersection that was used as a warehouse, Wei Ran, who was hiding under the sheet, had already taken out his Mauser bayonet, carefully poked a hole in the thick sheet, and put his eyes up to look at the situation outside.

Unfortunately, as far as he could see, all he could see were boxes wrapped in bitter cloth.

Obviously, there is no need to use tarpaulin to prevent rain and snow in such an underground space. Since it is so tightly covered, it can only show that these bitter cloths are used to block the line of sight.

Carefully turning around and looking at the cargo box behind him, he took out the flashlight from the metal book, then took out the gloves in his pocket and put it on the lamp head.

Finally, he cut off the index finger of the glove with a Mauser bayonet. When he got into the glove and turned on the switch, a small beam of faint light immediately emerged from the cut index finger of the glove.

With such a small beam of poor light, he could clearly see that those piled up behind him, each of which was one meter square in wooden cargo boxes, contained items specially stored one by one. Soviet wooden ammo boxes for transporting rpg rockets!
Turning around carefully, there are not only ammunition boxes for rockets, but even wooden boxes for launching tubes!

"It's not all the rockets here..." Wei Ran swallowed hard after turning off the flashlight, and brought his eyes to the hole just opened, while holding the thick tarpaulin, carefully Turning direction.

Soon, he saw more covered cargo boxes and a small room with dim yellow lights.