After a good night's rest at Noah's house, Wei Ran put the P38 pistol in the tin box into his pocket early the next morning, left the rather luxurious villa alone, took a taxi and went straight to Ten A few kilometers away in Nuremberg, I found a large supermarket and started shopping.
The volume of the food box obtained during the defense of Tengxian County was not large. It only had two levels of space, half of which was filled with bullets. The rest was only one level of space. That’s all.
After some weighing, Weiyan purchased dozens of energy bars such as Snickers bars and two pairs of thick enough wool socks, as well as a box of Vaseline, a small bag of salt and a roll of oven paper. Finally, I found a shop that sold motorcycle supplies and bought some retro-flavored polarized windshields. Then I randomly found a hotel nearby and stayed in it.
After carefully checking the hotel room according to the method he learned at the Hongqi Forest Farm, Wei Ran summoned the food box from the metal book.
The bullets in the first layer of the food box naturally do not need to be moved, but the gap between the bullets and the lid can completely fit the two pairs of wool socks and the specially selected retro windproof goggles.
As for the empty second floor of the food box, under Wei Ran's busyness, it was soon filled with chocolate bars that he tore off the packaging and wrapped in oven paper cut into small pieces.
Finally, sprinkle the small bag of salt into the gaps between the chocolate bars, and put the unpacked box of Vaseline into the space reserved in advance.
This is not over yet. After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran took off the watch from his wrist and stuffed it into the gap on the second floor of the food box.
He did this just to see if he could bring modern things to the past. If he could bring this quartz watch to the past, then maybe he could bring something more interesting next time. .
When everything was ready, Wei Ran took out the P38 pistol and placed it on the bed. He took a deep breath and summoned the rusty metal book.
With a soft "click" sound, the quill embedded in the metal cover slowly floated in the air. When the page turned to the tenth blank page, the quill immediately appeared on the page. A P38 pistol was drawn quickly.
Character identity: Civil Guard Scout Victor
Return mission: Assist anti-tank driver Markla in chasing German armored vehicles and take 10 photos
Again Are you on Finland's side?
Just by looking at the identity of the character, Wei Ran guessed it, and then his field of vision was filled with intense white light. In less than a second, he felt the biting cold wind blowing in front of him. , the vague sound of conversation gradually sounded in the ears.
When the white light faded, Wei Ran immediately observed his surroundings vigilantly, and then found himself sitting in an extraordinarily spacious sleigh.
There seemed to be something in the center of the sleigh, which was now covered tightly by a white rabbit skin blanket.
On the other side of this unknown object,There was actually a Soviet man sitting there with a huge scar on his face from the corner of his mouth to the base of his ear, wearing round glasses and a camera hanging around his neck.
The reason why Wei Ran was so sure of the other party's nationality was because of the gilded "Pravda" on the plastic leather book he held tightly in his left hand, which seemed to have been burned by fire. There is no doubt that the other party is not only a Soviet person, but most likely a reporter from "Pravda".
In addition to the two of them, there was also a man sitting directly in front of the sled who was shouting at the reindeer. However, because he could only see his back, it was impossible to determine the identity of the other person for a while.
Behind Wei Ran, there was a man who had wrapped himself tightly in a bearskin blanket, with only half of his face exposed.
From time to time, the Soviet reporter, who looked to be in his early 20s, would ask questions in jerky Finnish, such as "What do you think of the Soviet Union?"
The middle-aged man with an indifferent expression behind him also patiently answered the other party's questions in an extremely perfunctory tone.
It was also from the questions and answers between these two people that Wei Ran also roughly learned that the Soviet reporter was named Konon, and that the one who had been hiding in the bearskin blanket from beginning to end The man is none other than the anti-tank fighter Markla mentioned in the return mission.
As for the person driving, Wei Ran also learned from their few words that it was Markla's son Karl, a young man who was just 19 years old.
Seeing that Soviet reporter Konon had completed the interview with Markla, and was about to ask Weiran, who was sitting side by side, a question, Markla said at the right time, "Karl, find someone nearby. "Where to camp."
"Why?"
Before the young man in charge of driving responded, the reporter Konon asked vigilantly, "The track marks on the snow." It's clear now, maybe we'll catch up soon, do you want to let those Germans go?"
"Are you an idiot?"
Already shouting that? When two reindeer stopped by a pine tree, Karl turned his head and said mockingly, "In front of us is the glacial lake, an open area several kilometers long."
"So what?" Konon asked confused.
"What we are chasing is a half-track armored vehicle, a half-track armored vehicle belonging to the German anti-aircraft artillery battalion."
While speaking, Markla opened the door between him and the The rabbit skin blanket beside him revealed an extremely thick anti-tank gun. "Do you think we can safely cross that open area with this outdated weapon from before World War II?"
Reporter Konon, who looked to be less than 30 years old at most, was not easily persuaded, "Are we just going to wait like this?"
"Or you can drive a reindeer to chase him and interview him. What the Germans across the lake think of the Soviet Union,” young Karl continued to mock mercilessly while tying the reindeer to the tree.Maybe they will be willing to recite the interview answers you gave them. ”
“Karl! "
Makra glared at his son, and then explained in a calm tone, "Comrade Konon, don't worry, those Germans can't run away, we have enough opportunities to deal with them. "
"Can you tell me more about your plan? "Conon asked in hot pursuit.
Makra motioned to Weiran to help unload tents and other things from the sleigh, and at the same time explained patiently and confidently, "The fastest way to Norway from here is There are only a few fast routes, and no matter which route they take, they will pass through the canyon on the way. We only need to find a suitable place in the canyon they choose and use anti-tank guns to create an avalanche to deal with them safely. ”
“I hope what you said is true”
After speaking, reporter Konon once again approached Wei Ran who was eavesdropping on the conversation and helping to set up the tent, and changed into The more proficient Russian asked, "Lieutenant Victor, can you tell me your views on this war? ”
“Brother Victor’s hometown of Vipuri has been taken away by your Soviet Union, how can he still think about it?” See how you destroyed Vipuri? "The young and impulsive Karl continued to taunt unhappily.
"Karl! Shut your stinky mouth! If you still have energy, take an ax and go around to chop some wood and come back! Markla said in a stern tone.
Karl spat blatantly at his feet, took the ax handed over by his father, and ran away on his skis.
"Can we continue our conversation? "Konon didn't care about Karl's attitude, but continued to look at Wei Ran with his notebook and pencil, obviously looking forward to the other party's answer.
Wei Ran, who had already seen the situation clearly, gently The shovel in his hand poked between him and Konon, and he said in Russian with a smile, "Comrade Konon, the war will eventually end. I have no opinion on this war. As long as the war ends as soon as possible and peace appears as soon as possible, that's all." . "
"What about the Soviets? What do you think of the Soviets? " Konon continued to ask.
"My views on the Soviets are the same as my views on war. As long as there is no war, everything else does not matter. "
Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "But the most important thing now is to put up the tent as soon as possible. If you have nothing to do, why not take your gun and binoculars to the lake to help us guard? "
"Are you trying to drive me away? "Konong asked vigilantly.
"Are you thinking too much?" Wei Ran grabbed the shovel stuck between the two of them and forced it into the other's hand. "Or you can come and help set up the tent, and I'll go. You can also stand guard. ”
After saying that, Wei Ran didn’t give the other party a chance to react. He picked up a Mosin Nagant from the sleigh, stepped on his skis and rushed to the edge of the lake not far ahead. .
Konon, who stayed where he was, took a shovel and looked at Markla, who was working on the side. The latter immediately put away his hidden smile and resumed his poker face., with a calm tone, handed over the hardest work to Konon, "It would be great if you are willing to help set up the tent. If you can, help dig a snow pit under the tree big enough for the four of us to lie down!" "
Reporter Konon reluctantly put away the notebook and pencil in his hand, jumped into the snow pit under the tree with a shovel and started swinging it hard. Markla returned to the sleigh and unhurriedly packed the things that had just been moved.
At the edge of the lake, Wei Ran found a pine tree thick enough to block his body, and then took out the food box in the metal book.
However, what disappointed him was that there were only ten bullets in the first layer of the food box. However, the two pairs of extra thick wool socks and the retro polarized goggles he put in in advance are still there.
On the second floor, the Snickers bars wrapped in oven paper, the salt in the gaps, and the box of Vaseline with the packaging torn off were all the same, but the watch that was put in there was not. Couldn't find it at all.
Not to mention disappointed, Wei Ran took off his thick gloves, first put the ten rounds of bullets on the first floor of the food box into his pocket, then took out the Vaseline and picked out a little bit of it with his fingers and applied it carefully. On the face and lips. Finally, he put the retro leather goggles around his neck and wrapped it in a scarf, and then put the food box back into the metal book.
Looking around and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Wei Ran took out the SVT40 semi-automatic rifle that had run out of bullets in Teng County.
Perhaps because of the times, the scope on this gun did not disappear this time. This is barely good news that is better than nothing.
Looking through the ammunition bag on his waist, he filled the three magazines and the chamber of the semi-automatic rifle with bullets, and put them back into the metal book. Wei Ran finally took out the The titanium alloy pistol pressed all the ten bullets on the first floor of the food box into the magazine.
Pulling the sleeve and loading the bullet, Wei Ran was slightly relieved. The food box did not bring back the watch that did not belong to this era. This was what he had expected. Those who had dismantled It was an unexpected surprise that things like packaged Snickers bars could be brought back.
But in addition, the first layer of the food box was originally full of bullets, but in the end only 10 rounds were given to him. This is undoubtedly a huge regret.
After going through the supplies and equipment on his body again, Wei Ran put his pistol back into the metal book, picked up the Mosin-Nagant rifle that he had put aside again, and continued to stare at the traces of tracks that remained outside the coniferous forest. On the frozen lake, not far behind him, Konon, the reporter who seemed not to be liked, helped Markla set up the tent, and then he slowly walked back on his skis.