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Chapter 130 Bombardment (Additional update to wish the handsome guy a happy birthday)

When Ma Fei's medicine wore off, Wei Ran gradually regained consciousness from the nightmare. In the cinema filled with the smell of blood, all the few survivors had been treated, and the remaining three young soldiers were busy cooking food in a small pot on a kerosene stove.

Lifting the blanket covering his body, Wei Ran shook his still dizzy brain. Before he could say anything, Father Hans had already walked over with a box of steaming cans. , "Eat it while it's hot. I'm sorry, the war doesn't seem to be over yet. You woke up too early."

Taking the can, Wei Ran showed a sad smile, "I'm sorry... ."

"Nothing"

Dad Hans sat next to Wei Ran and said with a smile, "I believe now that you are a recruit. You were on the battlefield of World War I. "My performance is far worse than yours."

"I just thought you were complimenting me." Wei Ran stuffed the steaming canned meat into his mouth and chewed it hard for a long time. Swallowed into the stomach.

"Of course I'm complimenting you." Father Hans slowly lit up a cigarette, "Victor, if you keep persisting, the war will be over soon."

"Hmm..."

Wei Ran nodded, stuffed the remaining pieces of meat and potatoes in the can into his mouth and swallowed, "But don't inject me with Ma Fei next time."< /p>

"I'll try my best." Father Hans stood up, "Let's go, we have been lazy for a long time, it's time to go back and help Dr. Lodge."

Wei Ran heard this He quickly put down the can in his hand, stood up with the medicine box, said goodbye to the three young soldiers and left the cinema.

"Dad Hans, how long have I been asleep?" Wei Ran asked, looking at the dim sky outside.

"About a few hours" Father Hans looked at his watch, "It's almost seven o'clock, let's go back quickly!"

"Seven o'clock?!"

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Wei Ran subconsciously raised his head and glanced in the direction of the Moltke Bridge. If historical records are correct, at seven o'clock tonight, the Soviet Red Army will conduct an hour-long shelling of the Moltke Bridge!

"What's wrong?" Father Hans asked, looking at him in confusion.

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect that I slept for so long." Wei Ran quickened his pace slightly, "Let's go back quickly!"

"You are not watching Are you with Nurse Leni?"

Dad Hans joked and quickened his pace to catch up with Wei Ran. When they returned to the end of the alley, they found Dr. Rocky and Marco. Still hiding in the shell crater, Marco even had half a cigarette in his mouth.

"No wounded?" Father Hans asked in surprise, "Marco, how come you bastard also learned to smoke?"

Marco saw Father Hans come back , quickly put out the cigarette butt, but then saw the former waving his hands indifferently, "Forget it, you are an adult, just pretend that I didn't say what I just said."

Hearing this, MarcoHe immediately breathed a sigh of relief, tentatively took out another crumpled cigarette from his pocket, lit it and held it in his mouth.

Doctor Lodge, who was watching the fun, also took out his cigarette case and threw it to Father Hans. After the other party lit it, he explained, "Since you left, no injured person has been sent here. "

"Since no one is coming, how about we go to the basement and take a look?" Wei Ran squatted beside the shell crater and asked, "Although it is more dangerous for them to come up at this time, we can go down. It should be okay to take a look."

"Then go down and take a look!" Apparently, Father Hans misunderstood Wei Ran's intentions and even winked at Wei Ran while agreeing.

Not bothering to refute, Wei Ran was the first to run to the ruins of the clinic more than ten meters away, moved the door panels and furniture out of the way, and opened the bathtub before the other three came over.

"I heard Dr. Hans say, do you like Nurse Leni?" Dr. Lodge asked, holding Wei Ran's neck before going down, "If you really like her, after the war is over, You can come and work in my clinic, and I can let Leni be your assistant."

"I like shit..."

Wei Ran cursed inwardly. He echoed Dr. Lodge's nonsense, and then he climbed down the ladder obediently.

After everyone went down, Wei Ran, who was the last to come down, stepped on the ladder and held the bathtub to cover the hole, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

In the crowded basement, Mario has already played with several other Jewish children. At this time, they are lining up to shake the exhaust fan for ventilation, obviously taking this vital job Treat it as a game.

When Marco replaced the kerosene lamp hanging above his head with a lit gas lamp, the basement became brighter than ever before.

And the two old guys, Father Hans and Dr. Lodge, brazenly hinted in front of everyone that "young Dr. Victor fell in love with Nurse Leni."

However, regardless of whether it was Wei Ran or Nurse Leni, their embarrassment did not last long. The intensive sound of gunfire was transmitted into the basement along the vent, and then, even the cup placed on the wooden box They all fell down due to the vibration of the ground!

"What's going on?!" Dr. Lodge frowned.

"Bombardment! It seems to be shelling!" Father Hans asked nervously, "Lodge, this basement of yours..."

"No problem!" Luo Doctor Qi didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking before he replied at the top of his voice, "The surrounding walls and the top of the head are reinforced with concrete, and even the vents are made of concrete. Unless the cannonball hits it directly, there is no need to worry!"

"That's the best!"

Dad Hans hugged Mario and hid in the corner, "Hide against the wall, but keep a little distance from the wall. Otherwise, your spine will be broken!”

At the same time, Wei Ran also took off the kerosene gas lamp that had just been lit and turned it off.Unscrew the air release valve and place it at the vent, and quickly shake the exhaust fan amidst the earth shaking to drain the remaining vaporized kerosene to the surface.

After finishing the last work, Wei Ran quickly sat on a wooden box against the wall, tightened the steel helmet he had been wearing on his head, and at the same time reminded everyone to open their mouths to avoid being exploded. Bursting eardrums.

Under the repeated reminders from him and Father Hans, everyone was prepared for the bombardment and waited for the end of the bombardment with their heads down.

"The Soviets may be preparing to cross the river" Father Hans, who turned on the flashlight, shouted in Wei Ran's ear.

"It probably won't end soon! Unless they occupy the Moltke Bridge!" Wei Ran responded in the same voice.

"I hope no cannonballs will fall on our heads." Dr. Lodge held down the stethoscope hanging around his neck and secretly tightened the two rings on it.

"Victor, will we die?" Marco asked with a pale face.

Wei Ran shook his head blankly, not knowing whether he was giving a negative answer or simply didn't know how to answer this question.

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