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On the morning of August 9, under the witness of many wounded and engineers, Wei Ran and others temporarily buried Tom lying in the coffin at the edge of the beach landing site.
Not far from here is the wreckage of the tank where Weiran hid when he first met Tom.
After several volleys of gunfire, many familiar engineers, wounded soldiers, doctors and nurses prayed for Tom under the leadership of the black man Will.
After the three shots were fired, Marshall and Randy looked at each other and quietly left the crowd.
"Where are you going?" Wei Ran, who had been staring at them, stopped the two of them and asked.
"Victor, either help us or don't stop us." Marshall said in an indifferent tone.
Marshall said as he walked towards the edge of the camp, "This is our last chance. At noon today, the engineer battalion will lay mines around the camp. Before that, we have to catch the person who killed Tom." ."
"Where can I catch you and how can I know who fired the gun?" Wei Ran chased after him and asked.
Sighing secretly, Wei Ran asked, "What do you need me to do?"
"Let's go find the rat who shot the gun"
Marshall He nodded but didn't say much. He just led Wei Ran and Randy, who had been silent for a long time, through the camp, and finally stopped under the guard tower on the edge of the camp.
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To Wei Ran's surprise, the idle platoon leader who had a good relationship with Marshall was already waiting for them here. Seeing the four of them coming, he immediately pointed at a Willys Jeep next to him with a heavy machine gun mounted in the passenger seat.
After hearing this, Marshall slowed down a little, "Randy and I went back to the birthday scene last night to have a look, and we can roughly determine the direction in which the bullet came. For the rest, we just need to follow this If you chase them in the opposite direction, you can always find some footprints and bullet casings."
"We must at least get weapons," Wei Ran suggested again.
Marshall, who was walking in front, asked Randy to control the speed to the minimum, while he lit a cigarette and walked in front.
Behind them, the dawdling platoon leader whistled, and then the soldiers on the sentry tower immediately clenched their weapons, ready to provide support at any time.
Marshall saluted the other party solemnly, and then greeted Wei Ran and Randy to get in the car. As for himself, he took out a Garand rifle from the car and walked at the front alone.
Leaving the job of driving the car to Randy, Wei Ran sat in the passenger seat and looked at the car carefully. In addition to the machine gun mounted on the hood and the ammunition box under the feet, there is also a 00-liter oil drum and a flamethrower in the back of the vehicle.
Although Guam is not that big, it is extremely easy to find the murderer on this small island. Marshall didn’t notice it, and Randy didn’t notice it, but he could see clearly. I'm afraid this carIt can't be driven very far before it stalls due to lack of fuel.
"Marshall is lucky to have such a platoon leader who is willing to condone his misbehavior." Wei Ran murmured to himself, patting Randy on the shoulder from behind, " Stop, you control the machine gun here, and I will help Marshall look for it."
With the low wheezing sound of the engine idling, the three people and the car were getting farther and farther away from the camp behind them. The forest ahead is getting closer. But no matter how careful Marshall was, he could never find any traces of the shooter.
Wei Ran couldn't help but look back at the platoon leader who was still holding a telescope under the sentry tower, and then looked at the fuel gauge of the jeep. Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh secretly. He had already seen that the reason why the platoon leader supported Marshall so much was because he had no hope at all and just wanted the latter to vent his frustration.
The felled palm trees have also been sun-dried, but in the shadows, there are already some small insects such as spiders slowly building their own little world.
Looking up and looking around, Wei Ran walked towards Marshall and accompanied him aimlessly, looking for possible clues in the corpse smell that filled his nose.
Hearing this, Randy stepped on the brakes silently, and after Weiran jumped out with the carbine in the back seat, he immediately took over the machine gun in the co-pilot position.
Looking down at my feet, I saw that after these days of wind and sun, the surface that had been burned by the patrols with flamethrowers had sprouted seedlings of unknown plants.
Wei Ran sighed, "Just like the gift you gave Tom for his wife, if there hadn't been an accident last night, Randy would be very grateful for the birthday party you prepared for him. But Even if it was the accident last night, I don’t think either Tom or Randy would blame you.”
“Really?” Marshall responded casually, obviously not listening, but still immersed in it. In self-blame.
"It was my suggestion to celebrate Randy's birthday." Marshall suddenly stopped and looked at Wei Ran with a sad smile, "I killed another good friend."
"You didn't kill Tom"
"If an accident had happened to you at that time, would you have blamed Tom? He wanted to prepare a personal skull as a gift for his wife, but he killed you because of your enthusiasm."
"How could it be, how could I?" Marshall paused mid-sentence, "That's different."
Wei Ran pointed to the remaining traces of the bonfire in the distance, "Look , Marshall, that’s where you helped Tom prepare gifts for his wife Laura, right?”
Marshall looked up, and then nodded, “That’s it.”
< p>Marshall, it was not your cake that killed Tom, it was the mice hiding in the forest, it was those who started the war. ""But I can't find the murderers at all now," Marshall said almost desperately.
"Nothing is different."
Wei Ran shook his head, "We all want to do something for our friends in this war, but what hurts us and our friends will never be our warm-heartedness. Is it just that? Because of this incident, you won’t prepare a birthday cake for me when I celebrate my birthday in the future
In the thin and clear gunshots, the rotten corpse exploded with stench. But before a magazine was finished, Wei Ran began to feel bored.
"Keep looking." Marshall took a deep breath, lit another cigarette, and walked towards it. The cave entrance not far away
“Even if you can’t find it, it can at least let you vent. "
As Wei Ran spoke, he raised the carbine he had been holding in his hand, pointed it at the stinking corpses in the distance and pulled the trigger.
"That one "The rifle," Marshall finally had a hint of emotion in his tone, "is on the leg of the corpse whose head I borrowed." "
"I saw it," Wei Ran responded in a low voice.
However, as the distance got closer, Marshall raised his fists vigilantly, and then spit out what he had just said in his mouth. A lit cigarette.
Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately put on a new magazine and came over, half-crouched behind Marshall and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
" Don't move yet, I'll let Randy get ready first. "
As he spoke, Wei Ran quickly ran to the side of the jeep, "Randy, be on guard at the edge of the forest. "
"There were absolutely no rifles there before"
Marshall's tone became more and more certain, "After I got the head done, I led people to throw all the weapons into the bonfire. There are no weapons in the pile."
As the distance got closer, the smell of rotting corpses became stronger and stronger, and they gradually saw clearly that the weapon was resting on the headless corpse. The muzzle of the 38-gauge rifle on the leg was pointed at exactly the direction where the birthday party was held last night
In addition, obvious footprints can be seen next to the corpse. The palm prints extended all the way to the broken hole
"Understood" Randy had already turned the muzzle of the machine gun as he spoke.
Seeing this, Wei Ran ran away immediately. Returning to Marshall, the two of them approached quietly with their weapons in hand.
"Come out" Marshall suppressed his anger and shouted loudly at the side of the cave.
However, soon, there was a crisp gunshot in this narrow cave.
The two looked at each other. Marshall bent down, picked up a stone and threw it into the cave entrance, while shouting loudly. I shouted "firethehoe"
Almost at the moment when the stone collided with the entrance of the cave, a panicked cry came from the cave
Sure enough, this was far more dangerous than Shouting was more effective, and soon, a dirty figure crawled out in panic while shouting something that no one could understand.
Although.He was far away, but Wei Ran could smell the strong smell of shit as soon as the dirty thing covering his lower body crawled out.
Seeing this, Marshall dropped the Garand rifle at his feet and quickly ran back to the jeep to get the flamethrower
Amidst the whirring sound, a burst of fire The snake spurted out far away from the hole, and the hot temperature made Wei Ran take a step back subconsciously.
Seeing this, Marshall signaled Weiran to take it farther away, then pointed the flamethrower at the hole and pulled the trigger
Two fire snakes were sprayed out in succession, and Marshall immediately Throwing away the flamethrower, he stepped forward and kicked down the recruiting soldier who was still laughing crazily.
After a rough inspection to confirm that there were no hidden weapons on the hands or body of the nuclear recruiter, Wei Ran raised his finger and pointed to the cave. As if he understood what he wanted to express, the nuclear-recruiting soldier immediately shook his head.
Wei Ran pointed at the 38-gauge rifle not far away, and then saw a crazy smile on the dirty face of the soldier recruiting nuclear weapons.
"It's crazy," Wei Ran reminded behind Marshall.
"That's not an excuse"
But then, it started crying again, with a look of fear on its face, and stretched out its dirty hands to try to hug him. Live on Marshall's thighs and beg for mercy.
However, before Marshall could retreat, it began to slap the ground again, pointed at Marshall, laughed crazily, and then made a shooting gesture, and hummed in its mouth. Birthday song melody.
The clearly audible sounds of bone cracking and screams made Randy shiver subconsciously, and Wei Ran, who was watching on the side, also frowned subconsciously.
"Marshall"
Marshall kicked him to the ground again, turned around and waved to Randy, and after he drove the car over, the two immediately drained the gas out of the jeep. The bucket was pushed down and the top lid was opened with a wrench.
"Randy, you and Victor go back first." As Marshall spoke, he roughly stomped on the limbs and joints of the recruiting soldier.
In the splash of water, Marshall held the grenade hanging on his shoulder, "Drive back immediately, you have nothing to do here."
"I want to stay"
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Before Wei Ran could finish speaking, Marshall had already thrown the prisoner into an oil drum filled with half a bucket of water, and unloaded it from the rear of the car at the same time. A small barrel of gasoline dropped.
"Consequences" Marshall pulled down the grenade like crazy and released a finger, "Now, you two go back immediately, there is nothing for you to do here"
Sighing, Wei Ran pulled Randy into the car, stepped on the accelerator and backed up a hundred meters.
"Go back" Marshall shouted to Randy with red eyes.
"Marshall, have you thought about the consequences of doing this?" Wei Ran grabbed Randy and asked.
Compared with Randy who looked dull, Captain Lewis, who was standing under the guard tower, sighed, "Forget it, let the military police prepare. That's not bad. At least he doesn't have to continue to suffer in this war."
With everyone watching from a distance, Marshall threw the grenade in his hand into the hole, then pulled some almost dried dead wood from around and piled it on the edge of the oil drum. After pouring gasoline on it, he left Laoyuan once again carried the flamethrower.
"Victor, what is he going to do?" Randy asked in panic.
"He has to bear all the consequences himself." Wei Ran almost muttered to himself, saying almost the same words as the dawdling platoon leader behind him.
It is a good choice "Greg screamed like this when he was eaten by you, right? You put it in the bucket while he was still alive. It’s cooked in it, isn’t it?”
After replacing the new ignition tube step by step, Marshall pressed the ignition trigger with a calm expression, accurately letting the hot fire snake ignite the firewood poured with gasoline. Then it burned the oil drum surrounded by the center of the flames.
As the flames continued to spray out, Marshall also murmured to himself and asked the questions that had been accumulated in his heart for too long without finding the answers.
"The God that Tom asked me to believe in would probably not allow me to do such a cruel thing"
"Then when you provoked the war, did you ever think about such consequences?"
"Your parents, your wife, children, your friends, will they forgive me for what I have done to you now?"
"If they can forgive me for what I have done to you now" Your torture, then I can also forgive you for killing Tom, and I can forgive you for killing Sean and killing Greg."
"If you also have your beliefs, let you. Let’s negotiate with the God I believe in, the God I will start believing in tomorrow, and see who among us deserves to go to hell.” Please remember:, free and fastest update, no anti-theft, no anti-theft