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Chapter 201 Bullets and Chips

In the blizzard that did not let up at all, the hunter's cabin ushered in its third short day. After Dr. Jason completed routine examinations for the four wounded and Wei Ran changed their medicines, the German soldier whose left leg was amputated actually took out a deck of playing cards.

This was like a shot in the arm to the idle people. There was no need to suggest it. Everyone unanimously took out some bullets from their bags and used them as chips to kill time.

After seeing the bullets neatly arranged on the table by those bad gamblers, Wei Ran also instantly thought of his empty food box and the bullets with only 10 bullets. Wear a gun.

"Gentlemen, who can give me some bullets?" Wei Ran took out a Snickers bar, "I will trade this with him."

"What is that?" Dr. Jason asked curiously.

"A kind of chocolate, very sweet chocolate." Karl took the initiative to explain and swallowed subconsciously.

"What bullet do you want to change?" Mark Laquan asked casually as Wei Ran was trying to comfort the wounded.

Weiran generously gave a piece to each person and said at the same time, "9mm Luger pistol bullets, rifle bullets used by Mosin Nagant, of course, Mauser rifle bullets can also be used Come and exchange."

"This tastes good. How much do you want to exchange for it?"

Dr. Jason only took a small bite and decisively wrapped up the rest. He had the same idea as Markla. He also thought that what Weiran was doing now was the same as the dinner last night, just to make everyone's relationship more harmonious and the atmosphere better.

"Whatever, as much or as little as you like." Wei Ranhun said nonchalantly, it was just a few Snickers bars, and he still had dozens of more in his bag, even if one bar was exchanged for a bullet. He didn't lose anything.

"I have 9 mm pistol ammunition, but I rarely use it. You can take these!" Dr. Jason generously took them from his hard cowhide medicine box containing hairdressing tools. He took out two small cardboard boxes and threw them to Wei Ran.

"So many?"

Wei Ran hurriedly took the two cartons. There were 16 bullets in one carton, and 32 rounds in two boxes, which was just full. One MP40 submachine gun magazine, or four Ruger P08 or P38 magazines.

For him, just a small Snickers bar could be exchanged for 32 bullets, which was far beyond his expectation.

"I also have a lot of 9 mm bullets." Flory took out four cardboard boxes from his pocket and pushed them to Wei Ran without thinking.

"I have some too"

Before Wei Ran could say his thanks, the two wounded men with gauze on their faces and the wounded man with an amputation also took out three or four pieces each. Some of these cardboard boxes only had traces of wear and tear, while others had dark red blood stains on them.

But in Weiran, we are busyWhen thanking him, Carl, who was holding a small half of a Snickers bar in his mouth, simply took out all the rifle bullets in the ammunition bag and pushed them to Wei Ran. Then he licked his face and stretched out his hand, saying flatteringly, "Wei Ran" Brother Kedo, I’ll give you these bullets, can you give me another piece?”

“Give me another piece too.” Markla pointed to the window. , "I'll trade the big bullets of that anti-tank weapon with you. My wife will definitely want to try this dessert. If you are willing to give me an extra piece, I can even give you that anti-tank weapon." "

"I don't have bullets"

Conon touched his pocket with an embarrassed look, then sat down on the edge of the table and took the unopened piece of silverware. Liqia slapped the table and asked confidently in Finnish, "Who wants to bet with me? Use bullets to settle. If I lose, I will settle with this piece of chocolate."

Suddenly, These idle foodies turned their interest to the gambling table again. Even if Weiran took the initiative to distribute the dozens of Snickers bars left in his bag to them, these bad gamblers did not stop at all. , just changed the chips from bullets to Snickers bars that are more precious to them.

With no choice but to take advantage of them to queue up and play cards, Wei Ran could only pull all the bullets beside the table into his bag, then hid in the toilet again and put them all in the food box. On the first floor, the magazine of the pistol is also filled with bullets.

He replaced these bullets not only to prepare for the story behind the two big lifting rods at home, but also to try to see if he could bring these bullets back to his time and space, even though there were only two layers of food. The box space is not very large, but if possible, it will undoubtedly increase some chances of survival in the future.

"I should try to see if I could bring in a spare magazine at that time."

Wei Ran, who had already put away the food box, looked at the pistol magazine full of bullets. After realizing it, I muttered to myself that the pistol presented by Mr. Alexander came with two spare magazines along with the gun case. It would undoubtedly be a lot more convenient if they could be brought over.

Keeping this in mind, when Wei Ran walked out of the leaky toilet and returned to the warm fireplace, all the dozens of Snickers bars were piled next to Karl!

In addition to his sharp tongue, this guy is also so slippery when playing cards? How long has it been? Have half an hour? Wei Ran's eyes widened and he stood watching the excitement from a distance.

Less than five minutes later, as the card game ended, the last chip in everyone's hands, including Karl's biological father Markla, became the one built by Karl. The raw material for the Snickers Pyramid.

Seeing that everyone had lost their gambling funds, Karl, under the angry gazes of everyone, arrogantly arranged the winning chips one by one and divided them into seven parts, and took the extra two pieces. They gave them to Dr. Konon and Dr. Jason respectively. Finally, he put his own portion into the bag and said generously, "One for each person, Victor."Forget it, brother, since he can take out so much, he will definitely survive, so we can just divide it. "

Karl's decision not only made most of the people in the wooden house cheer, but also Wei Ran, who was watching the excitement on the side, received a series of thanks.

"Wei Ran Kedo, help us ask who Carl learned his poker skills from? "Flory asked impatiently after putting away his own chocolate.

"Brother Victor, tell them, of course I learned this myself. ”

While Karl was speaking, he casually picked up the playing cards scattered on the table, shuffled them in a fancy way and put them aside, waiting for him to look at the first card. It happened to be the Ace of Spades.

This inadvertent hand not only calmed the German wounded, but even Dr. Jason and Konon couldn't help turning their eyes to watch his performance curiously.

Seeing that everyone had something to do, Wei Ran quietly walked to the corner and sat down, secretly feeling worried about the harmonious scene in front of him and the short-lived friendship between them.

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