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Chapter 103 Three Wounded People

"Were you beaten to death?"

Wei Ran rolled and hid behind a rock on the shore of the island, covering the wound on his butt and asking in a high voice.

"He was beaten to death. It seems that he was beaten to death."

While speaking, Mika took off his tank cap and pointed his gun at it carefully. When he saw the expected There was no counterattack, so he changed his position and fired another shot at the overturned sleigh a few hundred meters away.

"Dad Eno, are you okay?"

Wei Ran squatted next to the old hunter Eno and asked, the old man had a telescope lens exploding on his face. The small scratches caused by the attack, and the dark red blood emerging from the shoulder blade of his right shoulder had stained a piece of the boss's clothes. There was even a fresh bullet mark on the butt of the SVT38 rifle that was left aside.

“I can’t die.” The old hunter Ino smiled sadly, “Victor, it seems I have to trouble you to sew it up for me again.”

“This time I I can't help you." Wei Ran frowned, "The bullet is still inside, we need to find a doctor as soon as possible."

"I know where there is a doctor!" Mika covered his cheek. Wound finished speaking vaguely, then took out a shiny whistle from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran.

At the other party's signal, Wei Ran took the whistle and blew it hard. The sharp whistle spread far across the cold lake. The two reindeer pulling the smoking sleigh also heard the whistle. At the same time, he involuntarily turned around and ran back.

When Mika easily calmed the frightened reindeer with the barley in the sack, Wei Ran also threw out the two burned wolf skin blankets, and then carried the seriously injured father Ino. On the sleigh.

"Let's go and see if the one we beat to death is the teacher first," said Ino's father, who pressed the wound on his shoulder with gauze.

"Is the doctor you mentioned far from here?" Wei Ran handed Mika a dressing sprinkled with styptic powder.

The latter pressed the outward wound on his cheek and said with a grin, "It's not far, more than ten kilometers east along the lake, and our reindeer can't even take half an hour at the slowest. ”

“Then we have to hurry up”

Hearing this, Wei Ran shook the reins and followed the example of the two of them before, shouting at the reindeer and running towards the car a few hundred meters away. buckled sleigh.

Everyone, these two very spiritual people obviously remember who whipped them on the buttocks not long ago, and even remember which bastard set the sleigh on fire, but since Mika was sitting in the car, so Although I snorted uneasily while running, I finally reached my destination honestly.

When the sleigh stopped in the distance, none of the three people looked good. Among the corpses on the ground, except for the faint sound of coughing under the overturned sleigh, all the others had died. It was impossible to tell who was the real owner of the sleigh.

But behind the reindeer carcass, the body whose Tianling Cover was almost lifted by bulletsIn his hand, there was no weapon at all.

"Did I hit the wrong person?" Mika muttered to himself with a pale face.

"Maybe they killed him..." Wei Ran comforted him in a pale tone, bent down and opened the upside-down sleigh, and pulled out the only survivor from inside.

This man was wearing ill-fitting deerskin trousers and a knitted sweater, wrapped in an khaki animal skin coat. The TT33 pistol on his belt, the telescope hanging around his neck, and the Soviet officer leather boots on his feet all exposed his identity.

Taking off his pistol and binoculars and hanging them around his neck, Wei Ran took out his camera from his arms and pointed it at the survivors on the ground and pressed the shutter. After he put away the camera, he squatted down and asked. He asked, "Mr. Zelentsov?"

The man lying on the ground opened his mouth, gurgling dark red blood dripping onto the cold snow. He turned his head with great effort and looked at the people who were still far away from him. The sleigh more than ten meters away, as well as Mika who was sitting on the sled with a gun aimed at him, and the old hunter Ino, who was covering his shoulders, had a regretful smile on his face covered with blood.

Wei Ran suddenly realized something was wrong. Just when he was about to do something, an F1 grenade rolled from the opponent's sleeve onto the snow stained red with blood!

"Get down!"

Wei Ran, who was so overwhelmed by the dead souls, only had time to shout, overturned the body to suppress the grenade, then turned around and fell on the soft snow!

"Boom!"

After the deafening explosion, Wei Ran, who had just been lying on the snow, felt that his eardrums were about to be shattered, and then he felt a little warm and smelly. Something hit him.

When he got up staggeringly, the body behind him, which was only two or three meters away, had been almost blown into two pieces. Even the thick ice around it cracked, and the water surged up. The marsh gas not only pushed out a large amount of cold lake water, but also slowly swallowed the broken body.

"Don't stand up!"

Mika, who had a leaky mouth, endured the severe pain in his cheek and shouted, but Wei Ran, who was nearly deaf, just turned around blankly and didn't listen at all. I don't know what he shouted.

In desperation, Mika picked up a bundle of deerskin rope and threw it hard at Wei Ran, then pointed at the cracking ice surface and the rising lake water.

Belatedly, Wei Ran quickly grabbed the deerskin rope thrown over his body and allowed the reindeer to pull him far away before he stopped.

"Are you okay?" Mika turned over and jumped out of the sleigh and shouted anxiously, then grimaced in pain from the wound on his cheek.

"It's okay, I'm okay"

Wei Ran took out his ears and eyes, sat up again dizzily and looked behind him. In such a short time, that piece of The ice had swallowed up the carcass and the sleigh.

"I was careless. I should have shot him in the head!" Mika said with self-blame.

“I was wrong too”

Wei Ran Yaoyao stood up unsteadily, "Unfortunately, we haven't confirmed yet whether he is the division commander we are looking for."

"Leave him alone for now." Mika reached out and took his hand from Wei Ran's hand. A piece of meat flew off his shoulder, "Let's find a doctor quickly!"

"Yes, yes, find a doctor."

Wei Ran staggered onto the sleigh. , letting Mika hold the reins with one hand and drive the sleigh at high speed on the calm lake.

As the sleigh moved forward, Wei Ran gradually woke up from his dizziness. At the same time, he also noticed that the surrounding terrain was becoming more and more familiar.

"Mika, where are we going now?" Wei Ran checked the condition of the old hunter Ino, turned his head and asked in a loud voice.

"Go to my fiancée Sally's house." Mika said vaguely, "Her neighbor is a doctor."

Wei Ran nodded and stopped talking, then He took out the camera from his pocket, hesitated for a moment and then stuffed it back in.

This time he deliberately controlled the number of photos he took. Although he had probably killed the missing division commander, he could stay a little longer as long as he didn't take enough photos.

And it is already the afternoon of the 28th. The Battle of Suaomusalmi will end soon. In addition, Mick and the old hunter Ino are injured, and there is no need to return to the battlefield for a while. superior. Accordingly, they may also be able to spend a relatively safe period of time.

Just as Mika promised before, in less than half an hour, the sleigh, pulled by the two reindeer, rushed up the lake and rushed into a small village that was not too big. . Until this time, Wei Ran had also determined that this was the Plaxi Village where he and Jima arrived by plane decades later!

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