After accompanying these little guys through a simple but not filling lunch, Ivan and his friends continued to dig the underground shack.
Before starting work, Weiran also took a few photos of these little guys while they were not paying attention. .
Then we were busy until the sun was only a fist height above the treetops. Ivan then directed everyone to stop the work, covered the excavation site with the grass prepared in advance, and then walked together along the path. Creek, talking and laughing, speeding up and walking back.
"Ivan, what are you going to do next?" Wei Ran asked, holding an engineering shovel.
"From now on, we will have classes with Teacher Gianna until the sun sets."
Ivan's tone was full of expectation, "If I can Answer all the questions correctly, and maybe Teacher Gianna will return the military cap to me."
"I wish you success!" Wei Ran said his blessings against his will, and he really couldn't bear to tell this little kid. Guy, he heard the truth from Teacher Gianna.
Almost jogging all the way back to the camp, Wei Ran immediately recognized Uncle Slava from the familiar cigarette voice. At the same time, he also accurately judged that the man was handing a bouquet of colorful flowers. Teacher Jiana's young man is probably Shula who had a brief exchange with him when he came back last night.
Speaking of which, whether Uncle Slava or Shula, although they were not wearing Soviet Red Army uniforms, they each wore a tank cap on their head.
The only difference is that the tank cap on Uncle Slava's head is made of leather and has goggles. At the same time, he also has a telescope and a metal whistle hanging around his neck, and even on his waist. Carrying a Nagant revolver.
But Shula's tank hat is made of cotton, and there is no goggles on his hat. There was no weapon on his waist, but he carried an MP40 submachine gun issued by the German army on his shoulder.
In addition, when Wei Ran saw Uncle Slava for the first time, he couldn't help but think of "The Trackers on the Volga", because this man looked to be at least fifty years old. The old man above, whether it is his stocky build, his messy hair and beard, or even his weathered face, is really very similar to the tracker in the oil painting.
In comparison, the young man named Shula looks much more handsome, but unfortunately, the horrific scar on his face that extends from the right corner of his mouth to his earlobe ruins his appearance. This handsomeness made his face look a little scary.
When Slava saw Wei Ran coming back, he immediately asked, "Comrade reporter, how was your day?"
"Just call me Victor"
p>Wei Ran glanced at Ivan, who was lining up with a dozen friends to wash their hands by the stream, "I had a very fulfilling day."
"Then. Okay." After Slava responded, there was nothing more to say like last night. Obviously, he was really not good at words.
Fortunately, Shula, the young warrior who was looking for Teacher Gianna to court him, came up and asked in a low voice, "Victor, I heard that you took photos of Teacher Gianna?"
p>Wei Ran immediately guessed what the other party was thinking and asked with a smile, "Do you want it?"
"Is it okay?" Shula asked happily, still wearing the clothes while speaking. After some groping, he pulled out a small glass wine bottle that was only the size of a palm, "I only have so much wine left, I'll give it all to you!"
"Forget the wine"
Wei Ran waved his hand and also lowered his voice and said, "When you find a chance to stand next to Gianna later, I will take a group photo for you!"
"Really?!" Shula's face A look of surprise immediately appeared, and then he lowered his voice and said, "Give me some time first, I want to change into clean clothes!"
"Remember to wash your face," Wei Ran reminded with a smile.
"Ten minutes, no, five minutes, give me five minutes!" Before Shula finished speaking, he had already disappeared like a vapor.
While he was chatting with Shula, Uncle Slava had already picked up a little guy who looked to be four or five years old at most, and sat on a tree that could be illuminated by the setting sun. Under the zelkova tree, he teased the child who was wiping his tears just now with an apple.
Looking at Teacher Giana who had already started teaching Ivan and others, Wei Ran took out his camera again and pointed it at Uncle Slava under the sunset, and secretly pressed the shutter.
After taking another photo, Wei Ran focused on the other adult guerrillas who were busy.
Most of these people wore tattered clothes, but they all wore German infantry boots on their feet. The weapons still carried on their shoulders were also varied, from Mauser rifles to Mosin-Nagant rifles, from From the German MP40 submachine gun to the DP light machine gun mounted on a large plate, there was even a Maxim water-cooled machine gun mounted on a horse-drawn sledge.
In addition to the machine gun, there were several hares and a deer no bigger than a dog on the sledge. At this time, there was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. Under the watch and discussion of the people around him, he used a sharp knife to skillfully handle these prey that were still alive and kicking.
Moving a little closer, Wei Ran pressed the shutter on them again, trying hard to put everyone and every scene into the viewfinder.
"We caught these prey with traps"
It wasn't until the Weiran shooting was finished and Shula had changed into a Soviet M35 tank soldier's uniform that he took the initiative to explain He said, "You're lucky, we don't usually catch so many prey."
"Are these prey enough for everyone?"
Wei Ran asked suspiciously, this After a day of walking around, he knew very well how many people lived here. Not to mention adults, Ivan and his friends alone, as well as the younger children, had almost more than 40 mouths. If those women were added,People, old people, and these guerrilla fighters, there must be nearly 90 people here. With such a large population base, the prey on the sledge may not be enough for one person.
“It’s better than nothing”
Shura was particularly satisfied, “It’s easy to attract Germans to hunt with guns in this forest and risk human lives for eating meat. It's not cost-effective at all. I should be satisfied if I can catch so many with traps."
Wei Ran shook his head silently and stopped continuing the topic. Instead, he said, "Shula, go." Come next to Gianna and I'll take a photo of you."
But at this moment, Shula got cold feet and asked, "How about I talk to her first?"
"Whatever you want." Wei Ranhun pointed nonchalantly at the setting sun that was about to be blocked by the tree canopy, "I don't care if it's too late, I won't be able to take a clear picture."
"Then... "Then I'll go over now!"
As Shula said, he took out his palm-sized glass bottle again, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, and then smelled it vigorously. He smelled his sleeves and walked towards Teacher Gianna who was in class.
Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately raised his camera and pointed it at the open-air classroom shrouded in the setting sun, patiently waiting for the opportunity to take a picture.
However, what neither Wei Ran nor Teacher Gianna expected was that after the young tank soldier strode to the ammunition box that served as the podium, he raised his hand and saluted, almost He asked in a loud voice, "Comrade Gianna, I...I want to take a photo with you!"
His loud voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him, and Gianna was stunned. He glanced at Shula, who was only one meter away from him, then covered his mouth and burst into laughter.
"Click!" Wei Ran pressed the shutter at the right time, leaving these two young people shrouded in the sunset forever on the silver salt photographic paper.
Teacher Gianna glanced at Wei Ran in the distance, hesitated for a moment and then said with a smile, "It's okay to take a group photo, but I have a condition."
"What. ..What conditions?" Nervous Shula asked stammering.
"Go and persuade Comrade Victor to help me teach the children a lesson," Teacher Gianna said with a smile.
"No problem! Comrade Victor will definitely agree!" Shula first made a vow and then looked at Wei Ran as if asking for help.
"When did I say that I would definitely agree..."
Wei Ranjian muttered, and then followed up with a condition, "Shula, help Ji It’s okay for Teacher Anna to attend class, but you have to agree to a condition.”
“How can you make a condition?” Shula asked with a grimace, “Tell me what condition it is, as long as I can do it.” I can agree to it."
"How about taking me to patrol with you tomorrow?" Although Wei Ran made this condition to Shu La, he set his sights on not far away.Uncle Slava, who is always watching the excitement.
Seeing that they were just taking a group photo, but ended up being involved with him, Uncle Slava looked down at the little guy sitting on his lap and asked with a smile, "Little Yuri, what do you think? Do you want to agree?"
"Promise quickly!" Shula said nervously, "I will catch a little fox for you tomorrow!"
"I want a little rabbit! "
The little guy sitting on Uncle Slava's lap said in a cooing voice, "No, I want big wild boars! Lots and lots of meaty big wild boars!"
" I will catch a wild boar for you tomorrow!" Shula promised without thinking.
Teacher Gianna said angrily, "If you can't catch the wild boar tomorrow, we will eat you as a wild boar."
"Since little Yuri said so, Comrade Victor will go on patrol with us tomorrow!" Slava happily agreed to Wei Ran's conditions.
Hearing this, Wei Ran imitated Uncle Slava’s tone and said, “Since I can go on patrol with you tomorrow, I will teach the children a lesson for Teacher Jaina later. !”
“Since Comrade Victor is willing to teach for me, I will take a photo with you!” When Gianna said this, in the camp shrouded in the sunset, There was also a series of good-natured laughter.
"Friends"
Weiran stood on an ammunition box and suggested, "After I take a photo of Teacher Gianna and Shula, all of us can take a photo together." How about Zhang? I’ll treat everyone to a drink of vodka after the shooting!”
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