, War Photographer's Notes
Late at night, in the wilderness, a campfire, and beside the campfire, the martial arts master Old Jerry vividly told stories about Indian myths and ghosts. Of course, there was Suisui who was almost confused but still responsible for the translation work, and Kajianka who was sitting next to Suisui to help with the second translation and check for omissions.
Besides that, there were the young lovers who either listened intently to stories or gathered around the campfire, gnawing on rabbit heads and drinking beer, while whispering about love.
Of course, this also includes Master Sun and Diego, who are holding hands and talking to each other in Shu dialect and Mexican respectively, but they seem to be able to communicate fluently through the pungency of Mexican peppers. Cowboy Diego.
Standing up quietly, Wei Ran patted his belly and walked towards the caravan in the distance.
Kajenka, who had not finished half a cup of beer all night, glanced at Wei Ran, then withdrew his gaze indifferently, and continued to help Suisui, explaining the English that the other party did not understand. The words were translated into Russian that she could understand, and then Suisui translated them into Chinese vividly.
At the edge of the bonfire party, Wei Ran, who had completely blended his body outline into the darkness, waited for a moment, walked to a cactus, reached out and took out the remains from the metal book. A jerry can holding a half barrel of vodka. .
After emptying the wine inside, Wei Ran quietly walked to Master Sun’s caravan, put the mouth of the oil drum close to it, and took it from the stainless steel sealed bucket buried in the crushed ice. Take the beer that Jack brewed.
When the 20-liter oil drum was filled with cold beer, Wei Ran looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. He immediately put the oil drum back into the metal book and turned towards a large piece of wood at the foot of the mountain. Walk behind the stone.
While passing by the horse he had been riding all afternoon, he also took away the refurbished 1 Garand rifle.
As he walked towards the distance, the laughter and the light of the bonfire behind him became farther and farther away, and were finally completely blocked by a huge boulder that Wei Ran had long admired.
Taking a deep breath, Wei Ran leaned the rifle in his hand against the stone, then turned on the flashlight function of his phone, and then took out the metal book as quickly as possible.
Amidst the clattering sound of turning pages, the metal book automatically stopped on page 19, and the metal quill also drew a mark on the light yellow paper that was stuck in the soil. 1 Garand rifle on it, and a helmet attached to the butt.
Under Wei Ran’s gaze, the metal quill brushed out a few lines of text under the drawn pattern
Character identity: Medical Soldier Victor
The return mission survives until August 15th. Help Tom fulfill his wish and take at least one photo of Marshall and Will.
The language mission successfully landed and rescued at least one black man
English is coming
Wei Ran clenched his fists immediately after reading it, for him , whether you can speak English is actually not important.
But the shadows and painful memories left by those pinyin letters in his student days before the college entrance examination, as well as the learning experience at the Hongqi Forest Farm, plus the two trips to the United States, he needed someone to translate before he could listen. The dilemma of not knowing what was being said prompted him to want to learn the language as soon as possible. After all, Wei Ran was a strong historian after all.
Wait a minute, rescuing at least one black man won’t be the kind of guy with a bbox who talks English
In Wei Ran’s worry, a familiar white light came to his face, and then he He smelled the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and the fishy smell of the sea, and at the same time, the sound of explosions close at hand became increasingly clear.
"Crash"
Before Wei Ran, who had just regained his vision, could react, a large bucket of bitter, salty water mixed with the smell of blood was poured down on his face.
Subconsciously, he shortened his body, and then he saw clearly that he seemed to be in a crawler landing vehicle, and there was one such landing vehicle not far away on the left and right sides, spreading out at least horizontally. Several hundred meters away
Looking around, there are nervous-looking soldiers crowded one after another. Some of these soldiers are sucking on cigars or cigarettes that have been wet and extinguished. Some were holding their necklaces and crossing themselves on their chests, while others were chewing bubble gum with an indifferent look on their faces.
Finally, look at yourself. There are bulging canvas satchels on both sides of your waist. There is a water bottle between the satchel and the belt buckle on the left hand side, and between the satchel and the belt buckle on the right hand side, there is A 1911 pistol was hidden.
In addition, there is a red cross cuff on each arm, a small flashlight hanging on the left chest, and a pair of brown-red high-waisted paratroopers on the feet. boots.
Touching the helmet on his head again, Wei Ran took out a pack of Haocai cigarettes from the net covering the helmet and looked at it. Seeing that it was not opened at all, he stuffed it back to its original position.
After a while, the tracked landing vehicle with the turret on top also stopped. Without any greeting, everyone including Wei Ran immediately jumped down and stepped on the rocky beach. The landing vehicle that paused for a moment immediately returned to pick up the next group of soldiers who were preparing to land on the beach.
It was only then that Wei Ran noticed that the beach, which was almost two kilometers wide, was already crowded with soldiers who had successfully landed, as well as various construction machinery and combat supplies waiting to be transported.
What made his hair stand on end was that although the warships docked on the calm sea behind him were continuously supporting the landing with artillery fire, there was a high ground directly in front of the beach. On both sides are cliffs that go straight up and down. The too small landing site, the overcrowded soldiers, and the highland fortress directly in front that insisted on fighting back under the artillery attack, all of this seemed to be massacring the soldiers who had just landed
"What the hell It’s a bit boring to call him safe.”
Wei Ran cursed secretly when he wasThe dead liar with the message on the skull bent over his helmet and jumped into a crater that was still steaming with gunpowder smoke without thinking.
However, before his feet touched the crater floor, the familiar but uncomfortable feeling of brain shutdown came over him, causing Wei Ran, who lost his balance, to fall into the crater in an awkward posture like a dog chewing shit. crater.
He shook his head to dispel the strange feeling of chaos in time and space in his head. When he calmed down, he could indeed understand what the soldiers around him were shouting.
Wei Ran tried to open his mouth, but found that he could not make any sound at all. This is quite similar to when I learned German through a metal book.
Wei Ran remembered clearly that the language task at that time had two contents. When he only completed one of them, he could understand it but could not make any sound until he completed the second task. Only then can you open your mouth and speak.
So you have to find a black person in need and help him
Wei Ran calmed down for a moment and carefully recalled the requirements of the return task and the language task, but there was no He was anxious to leave the crater, so he reached out and took out the pistol hidden in the gap between his shoulder bag and belt, pulled out the magazine and checked it.
As expected, the magazine of this pistol was filled with bullets, and there was an extra magazine fixed on the cowhide holster.
After loading the pistol with bullets and stuffing it back into the holster, Wei Ran opened the canvas bags on both sides and looked at everything from injections and medicines to gauze dressings to various surgical instruments and even a lot of excessive condoms. Both bags contained medical supplies.
After getting a little familiar with the arrangement of the items in the two bags, he quickly took off his helmet and took a look. Fortunately, this helmet with a mesh cover on the left, right and front There is a red cross painted on a white background, and above the head of the soul is a bee holding a weapon, a wrench and a hammer. In addition, there was a pack of cigarettes and a deck of playing cards stuffed into the helmet's mesh.
Seabee Combat Engineer
After seeing the bee painting, Wei Ran immediately understood the unit he belonged to this time. What made him even more relieved was the conspicuous red crosses on the four sides of the helmet. This thing could make him less dangerous to some extent, but considering that the enemy opposite was a little devil, these small bonuses seemed to be worse than none at all.
Putting his helmet back on as quickly as possible, Wei Ran carefully stuck his head out of the crater and took a quick look. Wherever he looked, all he could see was the high ground directly ahead. Back view of charging soldiers.
Retracting back into the crater, he tried to take things out of the metal book as usual.
However, what surprised him was that the things he could take out this time were very few. There were only anti-Japanese swords, three oil barrels and Guqin Yaoguang. The remaining things, including his own I can’t even take out the titanium alloy pistol
“This is called safety, it’s a bit boring, don’t let me know which bastard wrote it”
Wei Ran stood up cursing and was about to get out of the crater climbWhen he came out, there was an explosion from the shore only thirty or forty meters away from him.
He retracted his body very quickly. After the shock wave carried the wet sand and blew past, he continued to look over, and then They discovered that a bulldozer had been overturned by the explosion, and there was a soldier lying on the sand next to it. Farther away, there was a soldier dragging a soldier whose leg was broken by a bomb to crawl quickly into the crater.
Seeing this, Wei Ran no longer cared about black people or white people. He jumped out of the crater and rushed over. At the same time, he reached into his pocket and took out a bottle of morphine and a pack of sulfa powder.
He quickly rushed to the soldier lying on the ground beside the bulldozer. Only then did Wei Ran notice that he was covering his neck with one hand, but even so, the surging blood was still flowing from him. emerged from the fingers.
The soldier who was still alive seemed to see hope after seeing the cuff on Wei Ran's arm, and his hand covering the wound subconsciously relaxed.
At this moment, spurts of blood flowed out from between his fingers, directly dyeing the hand Wei Ran had just stretched out red.
Seeing this, Wei Ran was stunned, and silently inserted the disposable morphine injection in his hand into the soldier's neck. In this environment, he couldn't save the other party at all.
And the soldier seemed to see something from Wei Ran's expression. The hope that had just appeared on his face turned into despair and panic, and even tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
Before Weiran could stand up, another bulldozer came from a short distance and blocked the distance between Weiran and the high ground in the distance. Then, a shirtless white soldier came from The bulldozer jumped out of the cab and rushed towards Weiyan.
"Do you need my help?" The shirtless white soldier rushed over and asked, "Kevin?"
Although Wei Ran could understand what the other party said, but Since he had not completely completed the language task, he could not answer at all, so he could only shake his head, stand up and rush towards the two soldiers in the crater not far away.
The distance between the two was only a dozen meters, but when he jumped into the bomb crater, he noticed that both the one with his leg blown off and screaming in agony, and the one with the wounded hiding in the crater, were all black. .
But what he didn't notice was that just as he ran towards the wounded in the crater, the shirtless white soldier behind him had a look of anger on his face.
However, compared to these things that he didn't know, the two black soldiers in the crater were stunned when they saw him jump into the crater and quickly started to stop the bleeding from the wound. Even the black soldier who was receiving treatment after his left calf was blown off almost forgot to scream.
"Medical Soldier"
Before Wei Ran could finish his work, the shirtless white soldier just now was already holding a blood-stained Garand rifle. , stood desperately on the edge of the crater, and said angrily and kindly, "I order you to rescue Kevin immediately."
Wei Ran raised his head and glanced at the naked man beside the crater.The soldier looked at the wounded black man who was being treated and another black soldier who looked angry and unwilling. In a flash, he finally realized something belatedly.
Although the American slaves freed their slaves after the Civil War, racial discrimination has not disappeared at all, and the inequality between whites and blacks is by no means just reflected in the inability to use the same name. A toilet cannot be used for something as simple as water from the same well.
Even on the battlefield, black soldiers are equated with the word "cannon fodder" and are responsible for the most dangerous jobs. White people, on the other hand, are the so-called main force and do less dangerous jobs.
Of course, it is unthinkable that black soldiers and white soldiers fight in mixed formations. Even the medical soldiers who are called angels in the field are white people who save white people and black people who save black people. Even the plasma is divided into two parts, each for its own use.
It is no exaggeration to say that the black wounded are not even qualified to use white plasma, and many white wounded would not consider using black plasma to save their lives even if they die.
It’s just a outrageous fact. After all, even the Red Cross reluctantly agreed to use black blood to establish a blood bank under the pressure of the US government.
In this context, the wounded man who was obviously unable to be saved seemed to be friends with the white soldier standing desperately on the edge of the crater.
But Wei Ran gave up treating his friend and came here to save a wounded black man. So everything he does now seems to be reasonable.
But even so, Wei Ran did not stop his work. If he didn't revive the wounded man, he would really have to be a mute without even a chance to refute.
At this moment, a second explosion was heard very close by, and the shirtless soldier subconsciously jumped into the crater.
Four people were crowded into this small crater at once, and one of them was even a wounded person. The degree of crowding can be imagined.
But what made him want to laugh was that just when the uninjured black man subconsciously supported the white soldier who jumped down with his hands, the latter acted like a little girl who had been molested. , subconsciously pushed away the black hand on his shoulder, and at the same time shouted "Don't touch me".
Crazy
Wei Ran, who could not make a sound, saw the white soldier once again raised the rifle in his hand, and even the muzzle of the gun hit his helmet, but he could What he did was just curse in his mind and didn't stop what he was doing at all.
Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Teacher Dalia and Mr. Culp for throwing fireworks and smoke bombs into the room again and again when I was studying medical courses at Hongqi Forest Farm, and even kept banging them in my ears. gongs and drums, otherwise he would have taken out his pistol and killed this idiot at this time.
However, Wei Ran did not respond, but it did not mean that the black soldier in the crater did not respond.
Almost at the same time that the muzzle of the gun collided with the guard's steel helmet, the black man grabbed the muzzle of the gun and jerked it up, then pulled it forward and then pushed it into the arms of the shirtless white soldier.
When the hard rifle butt hit the white soldier's chest hard, the latter subconsciously let go of the rifle in his hand in severe pain and watched the black man snatch it away. took the rifle in his hand.
At this moment, another cannonball landed not far from everyone, and Wei Ran also stopped the bleeding from his broken leg.
After trying to clear his throat and confirming that he could make a sound, Wei Ran tried to use the extra English in his mind and said, "Okay, let's send him back."
"Thank you"
The black man with the muzzle of his gun lowered subconsciously stretched out his hand towards Wei Ran, but halfway he seemed to have remembered something and changed it to a salute, "Thank you, I My name is Will, thank you for saving my comrade."
"Victor, I hope you will never need my help on the battlefield," Wei Ran said calmly. Stretching out his hand, he didn't know whether he was black or white or his original skin color in the eyes of the other person, but it did not prevent him from giving the other person equal kindness.
The black soldier named Will hesitated for a moment, and finally shook hands with Wei Ran gently. Then he threw the rifle in his hand to the white soldier who was watching coldly, and bent down to pick up the injured soldier. My companion ran towards the landing vehicle not far away.
The white soldier took the rifle and said to Wei Ran with a cold face, "Medic, you should be ashamed of what you did. You killed Kevin to save a black man."
"I'm sorry about Kevin," Wei Ran said while packing up the medical equipment he had just used, "but I won't feel ashamed for saving a black man."
Said Here, Wei Ran gently tapped the red cross on his helmet with the hemostatic forceps in his hand, "For me, the only difference is whether he can be saved or not. Well, if you don't plan to shoot, I will Go save the others."
Without giving the shirtless soldier on the opposite side a chance to speak, Wei Ran had already jumped out of the crater and rushed towards the struggling and screaming wounded in another crater not far away.
Behind him, the shirtless soldier finally put down the rifle that had been aimed at Wei Ran's back, exited the crater and rushed toward the bulldozer not far away.
Seeing this, Wei Ran, who had been looking here with his peripheral vision, breathed a sigh of relief and focused all his attention on the angry white wounded man next to him.
Speaking of it, the soldier's injury was not serious. The bone on the front of his calf was just broken, and the flesh and skin were not even broken at the fractured area.
"Stop shouting"
Wei Ran stretched out his hand and patted the opponent's helmet gently, then inserted a free morphine into the opponent's helmet. on the legs.
"Will I be amputated?"
The young white soldier suffered a painful abortionHe asked with tears in his eyes, but at the same time he turned his eyes to the side and hugged the carbine in his hand tightly, not daring to look at his calf that had been bent at an abnormal angle.
"Yes, of course I will have to amputate"
While waiting for the drug to take effect, Wei Ran reached out and took out the pack of Haocai brand cigarettes from his helmet, tore it open and pulled out a plug. into the opponent's mouth, then reached out to pick up a sparkling wooden plank from the edge of the crater and handed it to the opponent. At the same time, he also took away the carbine in the opponent's arms to avoid hurting himself, and then said loudly, "According to my Judging, the nose must be amputated below. You should be careful about others stepping on your skull when you go shopping."
The panicked wounded soldier was stunned, with runny nose and tears. He couldn't help but smile silly when he picked it up. He stretched out his neck, put the cigarette in his mouth to the edge of the wooden slats, and puffed hard, exhaling a cloud of smoke expertly.
"Does it hurt?" Wei Ran shouted and asked, taking out a pair of scissors and tapping lightly on the other party's broken calf.
"No pain, no feeling"
The relaxed young soldier wiped the tears and snot from his face and leaned his upper body on the edge of the crater, "When you amputate my leg Be gentle."
"I said there is no need for amputation, but don't move around."
As he spoke, Wei Ran had already cut the injured man's trouser leg around the fracture. He pinched the red and swollen area, then sat down opposite the wounded man, stretched out his foot and stepped on his crotch while the other man looked at him with dull eyes.
Before the young soldier could react, Wei Ran had already clamped the ankle of the broken calf with his armpits and pulled it back hard. At the same time, the leg that was stepping on the other's crotch was also pushing forward hard.
In less than half a minute, when he relaxed his strength slightly, the originally bent calf had roughly returned to its normal angle.
Wei Ran pinched the fracture again, and said loudly amidst the rumbling gunfire, "I'm sorry, it's not aligned, and I need to adjust it again. Please bear with it."
“Wait a minute, wait a minute”
The young soldier finally reacted and hurriedly took off his helmet to protect his crotch, “I don’t want to be stepped on by you just to save my legs, I’m cute. "The balls"
"What's your name?"
As Wei Ran asked, he had already stepped on the opponent's helmet stuck between his legs, and at the same time he was pulling the opponent's helmet hard. Pulling the leg back, his hands fumbled around the fractured area to adjust the position a little bit.
"What about you Jack, will my legs be pulled off by you?"
The wounded man gritted his teeth and said an ordinary name, trying his best to endure it. A strange pulling sensation at the fracture.
"Victor, don't move"
While Wei Ran shouted, he pressed the fractured area with both hands, and at the same time, he gradually loosened his foot that was holding the opponent's helmet. .
Until he was sure that the broken bones were aligned, he held the opponent's calf and released the armpit, then reached out and picked it up.The wooden stick he had just used to light the opponent's cigarette was inserted into the water in the center of the crater to extinguish the remaining sparks. Then, under the confused gaze of the wounded man named Jack, he took off the opponent's bayonet and scabbard.
Using these three things as splints and a roll of gauze to fix the fracture, Wei Ran took a look around and saw two stretcher-bearing soldiers in the distance, and immediately waved and shouted , "The stretcher is here"
Hearing this, the two white soldiers in charge of carrying the stretcher immediately ran over and carried Jack up quickly. Before leaving here, one of the stretcher-bearing soldiers glanced at Wei Ran. The military rank on the clothes pointed to a burning tracked landing vehicle not far away and shouted loudly, "There is an abdominal injury behind the landing vehicle. His intestines have flowed out. Can you help him?"
"No problem"
Wei Ran responded loudly. Before leaving the crater, he accidentally picked up the carbine that had just been handed over from the wounded man named Jack.
However, when he arrived behind the landing vehicle that the stretcher bearer was pointing at, he discovered that the wounded person he was guiding was actually a black man.
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