In the quiet studio, the metal quill finished drawing the radio station on the cowhide notebook, and then wrote directly below:
Character identity: Electrician Victor, code name Carrier Pigeon
Return conditions: Assist Dr. Hans to escape from Bonn and take 10 photos.
The moment Wei Ran read these words, his vision was enveloped in white light, and then he smelled the faint smell of disinfectant.
When the field of vision returned to normal, four walls had appeared around him. There were several flashlights and a large number of power tools placed in the narrow space, as well as several extremely clean kerosene lamps. In his hand, he also held a large flashlight.
Wei Ran shook his head in disappointment. He had not had time to put the two weapons into the cowhide book before they were sent to him. This was completely different from his original plan.
"I hope the pistol is still there..." Wei Ran glanced at the door behind him, and then a pistol appeared in his left hand.
"Can you really bring it here?" Wei Ran clenched his fists in surprise, but when he took off the magazine, he found that there was no bullet in it!
What's going on? I'm obviously full of bullets...
Wei Ran looked over and over with the gun and magazine. He even summoned a cowhide book and reached into the vortex to dig around, but still couldn't find one. ammunition.
"Forget it, it's better than nothing."
Wei Ran put away his pistol and looked at the fire escape diagram posted on the door for a while before turning off the flashlight. He opened the door and cautiously walked into the empty corridor.
While passing by a floor-to-ceiling mirror, Wei Ran looked at his own image, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In the mirror, he was wearing blue overalls, with not only a peaked cap on his head, but also a Wearing a thick mask, and slinging a canvas bag full of repair tools on his waist, he was so well-armed that he didn't have to worry about his appearance being exposed.
I walked slowly in the quiet corridor with a flashlight. Outside the window in the distance, the street lamps emitting yellow light swayed slightly in the roaring wind, causing the shadows of the surrounding buildings to lengthen from time to time. Or become shorter.
"It looks like winter has just entered..." Wei Ran withdrew his gaze and continued to wander in the deserted corridor. He had to find a way to find Dr. Hans first.
While passing by a bench placed in the corridor, Wei Ran bent down to pick up the newspaper thrown on the chair and read it. Although he did not recognize the German on it, he read it through the printing mark at the corner. The date also let him know that today or yesterday should be March 9, 1985.
February 10, 1985?
He tried hard to recall the time points he remembered in his history class. He didn’t have much memory of what happened on February 10, 1985, but on March 10, a month later, Tu Gecheng This major historical event that led to the Soviet Union was neverI remember correctly.
Could this matter have something to do with the change of leadership in the Soviet Union? Wei Ran immediately denied his ridiculous guess, and then threw the incomprehensible newspaper into the trash can not far away.
Continuing to walk along the corridor, he couldn't understand what the signs on the door of each room meant. But fortunately, there was an introduction to the doctors in this hospital posted on one wall, and here, as he wished, he saw a rather familiar photo.
Looking at the middle-aged doctor in surgical clothes in the photo, Wei Ran quickly matched him with the photo on the driver's license that he found in the suitcase containing the radio station. .
It seems that the intelligence officer codenamed Ampoule works in this hospital, so is he the so-called Dr. Hans?
Remembering the German spelling under the photo, Wei Ran was about to continue walking down the corridor when a loud sound of metal hitting the ground suddenly came from upstairs.
Wei Ran was startled and ran up the stairs not far away. As the distance got closer, he heard the fighting more clearly!
Following the sound, he came to a door that seemed to be an operating room. Before he could decide whether to go in and help, a faint gunshot suddenly came from the other side of the door.
At this moment, the door of the operating room was opened from inside. A young man with a scalpel inserted in his abdomen staggered and was about to run out, but he happened to stand in front of Wei Ran. .
In an almost subconscious reaction, Wei Ran picked up the large metal flashlight in his hand and hit the opponent on the head.
With a muffled "bang", the young man passed out without saying a word and lay on the floor against the door. Wei Ran also saw the situation inside through the door that was blocked and could not be closed.
This is indeed an operating room, but various medical instruments are scattered on the floor. Not far away, there is a middle-aged doctor in a white coat covered in blood lying on the floor. Next to him, there was a corpse whose chest was stained red with blood and was still twitching slightly.
Walking into the operating room cautiously, Wei Ran walked to the middle-aged doctor and frowned. This man happened to be the KGB codenamed Ampoule, but his condition was not very good at this time. , not only was the boss's chest opened with a sharp wound with a bone-deep wound, but there was also a surgical scissor stuck in his thigh!
Seeing that he had already raised the ugly S4M silent pistol, Wei Ran immediately dropped the flashlight and raised his hands. After hesitating for a moment, he whispered in Russian, "Ampoule"
Lie down The middle-aged doctor on the ground looked at Wei Ran in surprise and responded in Russian, "Who are you?"
"Pigeon"
Hearing Wei Ran's response, the former was completely He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You are five minutes late. From now on, call me Hans. Besides, we have to leave here quickly."
Seeing that the other party seemed to trust him for the time being, Wei Ran quickly walked away from the wall. Push and move the stretcher, support the other partyHe lay on it with difficulty, then pulled off the green sheet covering the operating table and prepared to go out.
"Wait a moment"
Doctor Hans raised his gun and pulled the trigger at the still unconscious young man at the door. After the faint gunshot, he turned his head Chao Weiran said something in German. Seeing the latter's confused look, he immediately switched to Russian and said, "There are medical kits in the blue cabinet. Help me get two of them, and take the two corpses out of the bathroom window." Throw it out, move faster!”
“Okay, okay!”
Hearing this, Wei Ran quickly opened the cabinet and took out two medical bags and handed them to Han. Dr. Si then dragged a corpse and moved it to the nearby bathroom. But before throwing the corpse out the window, he touched the other person's body and successfully found a P7 pistol stuck on the back of his waist. and two fully loaded magazines.
Taking out the magazine mounted on the pistol and looking at it, he determined that it was a 9mm parison bullet. Wei Ran immediately put the pistol and magazine into his pocket, and then pushed the body out of the window.
Before the body landed on the ground, he immediately ran to the door of the operating room, dragged the second body over and pushed it out through the window. He also found three magazines filled with bullets by the way. .
"Where should we go next?" Wei Ran pushed Dr. Hans, who was lying on the stretcher, out of the operating room and ran along the corridor to the elevator not far away.
"Go to the underground parking lot and find a green Mercedes-Benz SUV."
Dr. Hans's voice became trembling as he spoke, and the blood flowing from his thighs and chest also The boss's black blood stains were already stained on the green sheets.
Under the guidance of the other party, Wei Ran pushed the mobile stretcher and took the elevator to the underground parking lot, and helped the other party get into a Mercedes-Benz SUV with a square head and a square head.
"Where are we going now?" Wei Ran started the car and asked as he drove out, without taking off the mask on his face from beginning to end.
"Why don't you know anything? You can't even understand German. Who sent you here?"
In the back compartment, Dr. Hans had already opened the wound with a scalpel. He took off his clothes, used a syringe to apply anesthetic around the stab wound on his chest, and then began to sew up the wound on himself. As for Wei Ran's question, he did not answer in a hurry.
"It doesn't matter who sent me here." As Wei Ran spoke, he was distracted and looked at the former through the rearview mirror.
“Turn right at the intersection ahead and keep driving.”
This unqualified answer did not make Dr. Hans stop what he was doing. After completing the instructions, After finishing his work, he continued to suture the wound on his chest, but did not do any treatment at all with the surgical scissors still inserted in his thigh.
Under the guidance of the other party, the off-road vehicle sped along in the strong wind until half an hour later, it stopped in front of the door of a wooden house outside the city.
According to Dr. Hans’s request, he flashed the car in two long and three short steps.Soon after, the garage door next to the house was opened from the inside, and Wei Ran immediately drove the car in.
Before the car stopped, a blond middle-aged woman had already opened the car door. She was immediately shocked when she saw Dr. Hans and asked him questions in very fast German. After a few words, the woman immediately called Wei Ran for help, helped Dr. Hans into the room and placed him on a folding bed.
“Pigeon, there is an iron box with a red cross mark in the iron cabinet in the garage. There are two kerosene lamps in it. Help me light them and bring them over. Remember to replace them in advance. Blue glass lampshade," Dr. Hans, who was sweating profusely from the pain, said in Russian.
After hearing this, Wei Ran immediately returned to the garage, successfully found a tin box spray-painted with a medical logo, and took out two kerosene gas lamps still with wrapping paper from it.
This kind of old antique had been used when he and Jima went to Inta last time, so he naturally knew how to light it. He could even recognize them as HK500 kerosene lamps produced by Petromax, a company with a long history in Germany. Except for the appearance and color, they were exactly the same model as those used by Jima.
He disassembled the chimney according to the method Ji Ma taught him, and replaced the two kerosene gas lamps with the blue glass lampshades and new lampshades also found in the box.
Refill them with kerosene found in the cabinet, then pull the pump rod again and again to pressurize them and ignite the preheated flamethrower. After a lot of work, the two kerosene lamps were successfully lit and lit up with a faint blue light.
When Wei Ran carried them back to the living room, the middle-aged woman, still wearing pajamas, had already set up the dining table as an operating table, and an intravenous drip had been placed on the back of Dr. Hans' hand.
Seeing Wei Ran come back, she immediately pointed to the hook above her head. Seeing this, the former quickly hung up two kerosene gas lamps, and a rather magical scene appeared. Under the blue light, the wound that had been cut on Dr. Hans's leg immediately became particularly conspicuous, and even the blood vessels Everybody can see it clearly.
With the help of these two dazzling kerosene lamps, the blond woman successfully took out the surgical scissors inserted in Dr. Hans’ leg.
While the sutures were being stitched, Dr. Hans, who only performed local anesthesia, asked Wei Ran in Russian, "Did you bring the stuff?"
"The stuff?" Wei Ran Ran reacted very quickly and touched his body, then dug out a dirty tin candy box from a canvas bag filled with electrician's tools.
At Dr. Hans’s signal, Weiran opened the tin box and removed the compartments filled with nails and insulating tape, revealing small brown bottles fixed at the bottom with sponges and a Kiev 30 spy camera with black plastic case and accompanying film. The gap between them was filled with bullets.
"Finally delivered"
After seeing these things, Hans became eccentric due to blood loss.A weak smile immediately appeared on Wai's pale face, "After applying for half a month, I am finally willing to buy me a new camera."
"Is there anything you need me to take back?" Wei Ran He asked tentatively. Since his code name is "Homing Pigeon", he must be doing more than just delivering things.
"Of course" Hans answered in the affirmative, "the film has been developed and is in my shoes."
Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately walked around to the dining table. At one end, after taking off Dr. Hans' shoes, he found a paper bag containing negatives under the insole.
After thinking for a moment, he took off his shoes and followed the other person's example and placed the paper bag with the smell of feet under the insole. After he put on his shoes again, Dr. Hans said hesitantly, "Pigeon, you can't go back for the time being. You have to stay and do me a favor."
"What do you need me to do?" He had no intention of doing so. Wei Ran asked as he sat on the sofa far away.
"I've probably been exposed, otherwise those people wouldn't have found the hospital directly." Dr. Hans said but suddenly stopped here, and then nothing continued. In the silent living room, only the middle-aged woman was suturing the wound meticulously.
It wasn’t until around 11 o’clock in the night that the blond woman meticulously helped Dr. Hans re-treat the stab wound on his chest, and then gently tapped the top of his head with an unused hemostatic forceps. kerosene lamp, then put the rest of the things in the prepared garbage bags, and carried them to the door connecting the garage. Soon after, she drove the Mercedes SUV out of the garage and disappeared.
It was not until the two kerosene gas lamps were extinguished by the fire that Dr. Hans struggled to sit up and said, "If you can stay and help, please rest here for one night."
"That woman..."
"My wife Hannah," Dr. Hans said with the support of Wei Ran, holding the candy box and walking upstairs, "No need. Worry, she is trustworthy."
Hans and Hannah? These names are really standard German Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong. Wei Ran secretly cursed and suppressed the urge to take this opportunity to ask about the murder of Nikolai's family. After sending him to the bedroom to lie down, he also followed the other's instructions and got into the bedroom next door.
After locking the door, Wei Ran looked at the young man holding a basketball in the photo frame beside the bed, then took out the pistol found on the two corpses in the hospital and put it on the bed, and then took out The bullets in the three magazines were ejected one by one and placed on the bedside table.
Although each magazine of this small pistol only holds 8 rounds of ammunition, fortunately, he has 6 magazines in total, and a total of 48 bullets is enough to fill the pistol he brought. magazine at least twice.
Compared with the poor firepower sustainability of pistols in this era, the 19-round ammunition capacity of the pistol I brought is undoubtedly more reliable. Besides, if you hide the gun in a cowhide book, maybe you can come back like last time in Inta.A surprise.
After loading his own gun with bullets and taking back the cowhide book, Wei Ran put the remaining three full magazines and Wuke bullets back into his pants pocket, and lay down without even taking off his clothes. on the bed.