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Chapter 502 A choice without a choice?

In the underground shelter illuminated by oil lamps, Kantan, Gale and Quentin each held a piece of bear skin, holding their hands on their knees and gasping for breath, while the three who were helped by their hands were cut behind their backs. The fur trader had stopped breathing.

Only Wei Ran, sitting alone on the bed closest to the fireplace, watched calmly as they took off the clothes of the three prisoners, and then took off his own clothes and exchanged them. Even, Gale also dug out the two Soviet military hats that Kantan and Dorian had worn and put them on the heads of the two corpses.

“Victor and Dorian outside are still wearing German clothes.”

Quentin straightened up and said, “Let’s move quickly to kill the people outside the forest.” The four people also caught them and asked them to borrow a set of clothes for Victor and Dorian respectively."

"Shall we keep all these things here?"

Kantan spoke. At the same time, he looked at the bear skin that had been used up quite regretfully and said, "This is the first time I have hunted such a big prey."

"Leave it here"< /p>

Quentin helped Gale place the three corpses in German uniforms side by side by the bed. "Their stronghold is very rich in supplies, especially bear skins like this. In addition, put their Take away the weapons and leave our weapons behind."

"At least bring a few bottles of wine."

While Gale was speaking, he had already opened the metal box and took a few bottles from it. The bottle of wine was stuffed into his arms, and the metal box was stuffed under the bed where the three bodies were leaning.

"There are also sleeping bags." As Kantan spoke, he quickly pulled everyone's sleeping bags off the bed, "This thing can save lives."

Hurry After cleaning up the disguised scene, Quentin looked at Wei Ran who had been sitting by the fireplace and asked strangely, "Victor, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing"

Wei Ran waved his hand. He didn't care about what had just happened. Those who kill will always be killed. The death of the fur trader Eero here can be regarded as karmic retribution. Besides, it is still the same saying that you should not persuade others to do good things without their suffering. In order to survive, it does not matter what Quentin and others can do.

He just felt that the Quentin who Gale missed day and night, the Quentin who took the initiative to lead away the pursuers, and the Quentin who was leading all of this in front of him were really two different people.

"Then let's go quickly." Before he finished speaking, Quentin was the first to leave the shelter.

Looking at the excited Gale and the silent Kantan, Wei Ran didn’t say anything nonsense after all, and walked out of the shelter at the end, helping to close the wooden door.

"Gail, can you operate this sled?" Quentin asked, pointing to the dogs and the two reindeer who were having fun not far away.

"Dog sledding is no problem" Gale scratched his head, "But those two deer"

"I'll do it"

Wei Ran saw Kang Anzheng He asked Dorian to cover the entrance and exit of the shelter with snow, and immediately spoke.Agreed.

"That would be great"

Quentin looked around and said thoughtfully, "Bring those two buckets to the lake, maybe. It’s easier to be discovered by the Germans. Also, what about the bathtub? Since we have the identity of Erro and others, we can’t bear the murder case.”

“It’s over there” Gale pointed. The tent in the distance, "Inside."

"Take it away together and throw it into the lake later." Quentin said without thinking.

"I'm starting to wonder if you were a chef before" Wei Ran, who was already sitting on the reindeer sleigh, couldn't help but ask.

"Of course he is the chef"

Quentin spread his arms frankly, "But before I met Gale, I murdered a banker in Germany and robbed a lot of money. Then I fled to France. Of course, that was before the war. I don’t think the German police would arrest me for those things, because the banker seemed to be a Jew.”

“You are really honest. "

Wei Ran shook his head dumbfounded. He had reason to believe that this man in his thirties had definitely murdered more than one person. As for the operation just now, he was not a habitual criminal at all. No doubt.

"Originally I thought this war was a good thing"

Quentin lit up a cigarette again and puffed out smoke, "because I finally don't have to worry about being caught every day. Well, you may not believe it, but I decided not to do those dirty deeds when I met my wife. But I never thought that I was caught by the Germans not because I murdered a rich German man, but because I murdered a rich German man. Because I'm a Jew."

"How is your wife?" Weiran asked while Gale was hanging the mop bucket and bathtub on the tails of the two sleighs.

"It should be fine."

Quentin looked at the aurora surging above his head, "According to German standards, she is a pure-blood Aryan, even if she is the same as me. Elopement to France did not affect her bloodline, and she was even allowed to return to Germany after leaving me and my son behind. But my son and I were not so lucky.”

"You have really rich experiences."

Wei Ran shook his head with laughter and tears. He committed murder to steal money, eloped, washed his hands in a golden basin and became a chef. He was trapped in the Alps, was abandoned by his wife, and was captured by the Germans. , and was sent to Finland where he never saw the light of day, and now he has escaped to heaven twice and took his friends to forge his identity. This Quentin can definitely be regarded as a protagonist.

Quentin flicked away the half-smoked cigarette butt, "Except for the years of living with my wife, the rest of the experiences are not good memories. After she abandoned us, even that period Time has also become a nightmare."

Wei Ran also sighed, "I am afraid that no one will get too many good memories in this war."

Quentin glanced at Kantan and others who had finished their work, then sat down on the reindeer sleigh driven by Wei Ran.He said with a smile, "Put your pistols on the bullets. Let's try not to shoot later. Okay, let's go."

Before he finished speaking, Gale was the first to yell at the dogs, pull. He started running with the two buckets tied to the back of the sled. Seeing this, Wei Ran waited for Kantan and Dorian to get into the sled, then quickly shook the reins, pulled the bathtub, and chased Gale out of the shelter behind him.

They walked cautiously through the coniferous forest to the lake. Far away, they saw two tents with bright lights set up on the lake. And between the two tents, there were two reindeer sleighs parked.

Under Quentin's command, Gale untied the two sled buckets that were no longer needed next to the half-track motorcycle with its engine removed, then picked up the reins again and rushed forward.

It wasn’t until the two sleds stopped one after another that a man with his body wrapped tightly emerged from one of the tents and asked in German, “Have you found that?”

< p> Before he finished speaking, Quentin, who had already jumped out of the sleigh, had already stopped the opponent with a gun, and at the same time responded loudly in German, "Not found, they are not there, let's have something to eat later"

"Mr. Quentin, if we can catch fish, we can eat fish later." There was a response from the tent.

Quentin waved his hand to Gale beside him, who immediately approached him with Kantan, who was holding a shotgun.

Without any trouble, the other three people hiding in the tent lined up and walked out of the tent with their hands raised, leaving only an ice hole the size of a basin and a bright kerosene lamp.

"Where's Eero?" asked the first person who was pointed at gunpoint by Gale, "Who are these people? Why is he wearing Eero's clothes?"

"Your There are too many questions." Quentin gestured with the pistol in his hand, "Take off your clothes, right now"

"What did you say?"

"Pfft" Quentin had no idea He stabbed the opponent in the chest with a Finnish hunting knife.

"You, take off your clothes" Quentin said to the other person under Dorian's horrified gaze.

Before he finished speaking, the man pointed at by Kantan immediately began to take off his clothes.

"Tell your two Finnish friends to take off their clothes too." Quentin continued.

Hearing this, the man who was taking off his clothes immediately changed into Finnish and motioned for them to take off their clothes. One of the two Finns immediately started to take off one of them, but the other one was adamant and took a step forward, "If you have the guts, shoot."

I don't know if he was influenced by Kun. Under Ting's influence, Gale actually pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed the tough Finn in the chest.

"Plop"

The second corpse lay on his back in the snow. On the ground, the bright red blood only had time to smudge a small patch of snow before it solidified into ice. At this time, not only did the expression on Dorian's face become more frightened, but even Kantan frowned.

After a moment, Kantan, who was nearly fifty years old, hugged Dorian’s arms.Shoulder, he said with helplessness in his tone, "We have no choice. If we want to survive, we must kill, no matter whether the other party is innocent or not."

Dorian nodded, but did not say more after all. What, he honestly followed Quentin's instructions and put on the clothes that the man who could speak German took off in the rising cold wind.

By the time Wei Ran took off his German uniform and put on the Finn's clothes, Quentin and Gale had already forced them to throw the two bodies into the ice in the tent. Hole.

"Put on their clothes."

Quentin's attitude seemed to have improved a lot. He pointed at the clothes that Wei Ran and Dorian had changed into and said, "Then you can You can leave now.”

“You swear?” the German-speaking man who was the first to surrender asked shivering.

"I swear, I swear to Yuan Shu." Quentin said seriously, and even pretended to stretch out his hand to salute.

"You have to swear to God." As the man spoke, he had already picked up the uniform that Wei Ran had changed into and hurriedly put it on.

"Or I can swear on the gun in my hand" Quentin threatened in a cold tone.

The man’s expression changed and he immediately called the other Finnish hunter to change his clothes.

However, almost when they were about to put on their shoes, Quentin had already called Gale in French to withdraw the bullet from the shotgun, then held the barrel of the gun and pushed the hard butt of the gun hard. It hit the two prisoners on the head.

"Bang"

In two almost overlapping muffled sounds, the two finally fell down one after another. The dark red blood flowing from the back of their heads once again made the snow under their feet thick. Got a color.

"Throw it in"

Quentin reloaded the shotgun, "Then use the tub to seal the hole, and then bury it with snow.", Please remember:, Free Fastest update No anti-theft No anti-theft

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