When Weiran followed Agafond back to the broken-down tank, Vajim and Roman had already dug a big enough hole under the damaged road wheel. At this time, they were busy dismantling the tank that was damaged by the mine. Where are the road wheels?
"How was the harvest?" Roman asked as he stopped what he was doing.
“I got back a lot of good things”
Agavon returned the pistol to Roman, pointed at the village behind him and said in a low voice, “In addition, there seems to be some German hidden there. "People, I've helped them seal the entrance to the cellar."
"We'll go take a look later. Now come over and help."
Roman put away his gun. , Ajiafon had already stuffed the bulging canvas bag into the driving seat of the tank, and greeted Weiran as if nothing happened and began to disassemble the spare tracks fixed on the front armor.
To be honest, repairing tanks is definitely a physically unpleasant job. Whether it's replacing the road wheels or cleaning up the damaged track, or even just smashing out the track pins, you need to be strong.
While they were busy here, a truck following behind drove up along the tracks. After making some inquiries to ensure that no one was injured, he simply dropped a large barrel of diesel for them and walked away. And go.
“Aren’t they waiting for us?” Wei Ran, who was already covered in mud, asked nonsense.
"The Germans on the front line are waiting for them."
Roman swung his sledgehammer and smashed the broken road wheel off. "What we can do is repair the tank as soon as possible, and then repair it as soon as possible." Follow."
"Also be careful not to be killed by the Germans hiding nearby."
While Vajim was speaking, he had already taken out a yellow weapon from the rear of the car. After pouring a cup of diesel into the iron bucket of sand, he said, "But taking advantage of this little time, we can have something to eat."
"I remember finding it in the tank we destroyed yesterday. "More than half a box of butter."
Agafond shook off the mud on his hands, "It's hanging near the ammunition rack. Just now, Victor and I found white bread and sausages, which are just right for frying." "Just a moment."
"Leave it to me"
Vajim first lit the sand poured with diesel in the iron bucket, then took off the towel tied around his waist and wiped it randomly. With his hands, he bent down and took out a pan with a canvas cover from the tank cab and placed it on the iron bucket.
Soon after, Vadim found the half box of butter in Agafond's mouth from the turret, scooped two tablespoons from it and threw it into the pan.
When the butter melted completely and an alluring aroma filled the air, he cut the white bread he found not long ago and spread it on the pan. He also put four sausages on the side of the pan. .
While the food was being heated, Vajim removed the manual fuel pump and oil pipe fixed to the vehicle and began to refuel the tank tank.
Although it seems that Vajim has given the easiest job, Wei Ran knows that compared to Roman and AJia Feng, Vajim actually does the hardest work.
After all, whether it is fighting or marching, as long as the tank's engine does not stall, he, the driver, has to arm-wrestle with the heavy joystick for a long time. When fighting, he has to endure Roman's drum beats. Only the feet on the back will do.
Of course, it is not easy for the other two people. In addition to commanding, Roman also has to serve as a gunner, and Agafond is not needed as a loader. After all, the weight of those shells is not light. Not to mention that he also has to take care of such tasks as burning ammunition for the machine gunner and steering the turret.
In comparison, Weiran seems much more relaxed, and naturally it is undisputed that he has to participate in more physical work when maintaining tanks.
While Vajim was busy, Weihan also helped Agafond and Roman install new road wheels on the tank. Then Roman called for help from a tank that had not yet left. Wire ropes hung the tracks to the tank's driving wheels.
Amidst the roar of the engine, the driving wheel slowly rotated, and at the same time, the track was smoothly draped over the shoulders.
Following that, Vajim controlled the tank to roll over the tracks and retreat a little, completing the main work of repair.
Sent away the helping tank with a bottle of captured red wine. Vajim turned the sausages in the pot, and then ran over to help lamely. The four of them worked together to lift the two ends of the tracks. Connected together.
After such intense work, more than an hour had passed. Apart from them, there were only two other more seriously damaged tanks left at the scene.
After wiping their hands randomly, everyone took two slices of fried bread and a sausage slightly longer than the bread from Vajim’s frying pan, and then found some from Roman. Each had a pickle in a glass bottle.
“It’s almost time”
Roman took a bite of the bread stuffed with sausage and pickles, raised his finger and pointed to the village and said, “Let’s go help other cars, and then we’ll see Let’s go after seeing the cellar in Agafoon.”
“Then get in the car quickly”
Before Vajim finished speaking, he had already put out the iron bucket of the bonfire. It hung on the back of the car and put a canvas cover on the greasy frying pan. At the same time, Wei Ran was also greeted by Ajiafeng, holding a slightly hot piece of bread in his mouth, and carried the oil drum with a little remaining fuel to the rear of the car, and roughly fixed it with a rope.
When everyone got on the bus and sat in their respective seats, Vajim had already finished the little food in his hand.
This time there was no need for Roman to command at all. He controlled the tank to turn around, crushed the track marks to find the other two tanks, helped them put on the tracks and harvested some items such as cigarettes or With small gifts like coffee, he crushed the track marks left by two other tanks and drove into the deserted village.
Under Agafond’s guidance, this tank finallyHe stopped next to the house where he and Wei Ran had rummaged for supplies.
They each took their weapons and got out of the tank. Agafun pointed to the wooden board covered by the iron plow. He only waited until Vajim in the cab had raised a sand submachine gun before he said hello. With Wei Ran's help, he moved away one by one the iron plows and other debris that were holding down the wooden boards.
After carefully removing the wooden planks, a square cellar entrance made of logs was revealed in the wooden shed.
Roman smiled, bent down to pick up a rusty ax and threw it in. At the same time, he shouted "Get down" in Russian. Before the ax could hit the ground, panic could be heard in the cellar. The cry.
"There are really people hiding down there," Roman muttered, raising his finger to point to the firewood not far away.
Without any explanation, Agafond had already obtained some diesel fuel and poured it on the firewood. After lighting it one by one, he threw it into the cellar from a distance.
Soon, a cry for mercy shouted in Russian came from the cellar, and then a tall, thin man wearing rags crawled out. He allowed Agafond to push him aside.
"Is there anyone else down there?" Agaphon pinned the other person's wrist and asked, "Who are you and why are you hiding in the cellar?"
"No more, There is no one down here." The man stammered, "I am Ivan, the carpenter of this village."
"You are the carpenter."
Wei Ran asked at the same time. But he frowned. Although this man who looked to be in his twenties spoke Russian proficiently, he noticed something was wrong at a glance. The most conspicuous thing among them is that his exposed skin is a bit too clean, and his head shape, which seems to be deliberately messy, looks like a Prussian hazelnut head. Even when he got closer, he could smell the unique fragrance of the hair wax.
"Yes, I am a carpenter"
The young man replied honestly, "I was left by the Germans to repair the house, and the others were captured. , you are finally here, can you give me some food? I have been locked in the cellar for a long time."
"We have"
"Wait a moment"
p>Roman had already raised a pistol in his hand before Agafond could finish. Seeing this, Agafond, who had just let go, once again took control of the man who called himself Ivan.
"What's wrong?" Agafond twisted one of Ivan's hands behind his back again before asking.
"Let him take off his shoes"
"Let him take off his shirt"
Roman and Wei Ran said in no particular order.
Hearing this, Ajiafon was stunned. He immediately checked the man's body and saw that there were no weapons. Then he released his hand and took a step back. "Just like theirs, put on the shirt." "Take off your shoes."
The man who called himself Ivan glanced at the gun held in Roman's hand, and then looked at Vajim who was aiming his submachine gun at him in the tank, and hesitated for a moment.Finally, he honestly took off his tattered coarse cloth top, and then reluctantly kicked off his shoes.
"The carpenters in your village can afford to wear socks made in Germany."
Roman's tone contained a trace of sarcasm, and at the same time, there was also a trace of ridicule in the face of the man who called himself Ivan. I saw a trace of unconcealed panic.
Before Ivan could open his mouth to explain, Wei Ran had already stepped forward and grabbed Ivan's wrist. After lifting it up, he found a " a" blood group tattoo.
"It seems that the carpenters in your village can not only wear German socks, but also know their own blood type."
Wei Ran sneered and put down the other person's arm, "This is preparation Is it for the military doctor in your village?"
Before Ivan could say anything, Agafoon had already put his foot in the socket of his knee, and then came hard on his left rib. A punch.
When the man who called himself Ivan screamed and fell to the ground, Roman, who had pointed a gun at him from beginning to end, took out a small palm-sized mirror from his pocket and handed it to Agafond, without even turning his head. He replied, "Let's see what we can find in the cellar."
Taking the mirror, Ajiafon carefully moved to the edge of the cellar, using the reflection of the mirror and the firewood still burning in the cellar. Observe the situation below.
Until he was sure that there was no one in the cellar, Agafon climbed down the wooden ladder set up in the cellar.
After a moment, he threw up the crescent-shaped metal plate and shouted through gritted teeth, "He is a German gendarme"
Roman picked up the shiny metal plate He walked back, shook the prisoner who called himself Ivan, and then fell hard on his face.
"So you are a chained dog?" Wei Ran put his hands on his knees and asked in Russian mixed with a German word.
“No, it’s not mine, it’s really not mine.”
The carpenter who called himself Ivan loudly denied, “My tattoo is the initials of my wife’s name. "Call"
"Her name is Pirate Fu, is she a painter with big breasts but a mustache?"
Wei Ranxiao, who was already suspicious of the prisoner's identity, Hehe asked, "Do you need me to give you some time to make up your lie without any loopholes before asking?"
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Roman glanced at Wei Ran first, and then Squatting next to the prisoner, he put a pistol to his head and asked, "You must know where all the people in this village have gone."
"I don't know, I really don't I know you are mistaken. I am really a carpenter in this village. I am not lying.”
The chained dog cried and begged, “Let me go. I really don’t know that I am really a carpenter.” "
"I found something in the cellar." Before Roman could continue to ask, Agafoon had already crawled out of the cellar with a pile of things.
Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately looked over, and Roman and Vajim were already on their left.The right one stepped on the chained dog's hands with his feet.
When Ajiafon put down the things he found one by one, Wei Ran raised his eyebrows.
In addition to a K-pistol and a chain dog uniform stained with a lot of dust, among these things was a black hard horsehide satchel.
Under the frightened eyes of the chained dog, Wei Ran carefully opened the satchel that was stained with a lot of mud.
This bag is not big, but it not only contains a Robert camera, but also several matching lenses and film sealing tubes of different lengths in the compartment. In addition, there is a small piece of Gold bars and a watch.
Roman and others may not know it, but Wei Ran, who is majoring in war history and has studied at the Hongqi Forest Farm, knows it very well. This camera, especially the telephoto and super telephoto lenses it comes with, were all rare gadgets exclusively used by German spies and military reconnaissance personnel operating behind enemy lines during World War II
"These are all "I found them in the pile of potatoes below," Agafeng wrote, and took out a bunch of gold and silver rings from his pocket and threw them into the wooden box. "These gold rings were found in the cracks in the cellar wall."
"Mr. Carpenter, aren't you going to explain?" Roman asked squatting in front of the prisoner.
"I don't know, I'm really the carpenter of this village." The chained dog was still making its final struggle.
"It seems we have to chat alone"
Wei Ran suddenly asked in German. At this time, not only the chained dog subconsciously looked at Wei Ran, but also Roman and others were stunned.
"You should know what you are doing in the Auschwitz concentration camp that you built yourself"
Wei Ran squatted next to the other party and gently touched it with his fingernails. He scratched his belly and said with a bewitching tone, "Believe me, I am more professional than the doctors in your concentration camp. I will make a ten centimeter incision on your belly later and then cut it open." The diaphragm found your intestines and carefully pulled it out."
After a moment of pause, Wei Ran lightly scratched the other person's abdomen with his fingernails, and saw that the other person shivered subconsciously. Then he continued unhurriedly in German that only the two of them could understand, "Don't worry, my skills are very good. When the time comes, I will use two sewing threads to make two cuts on the same intestine of yours."
Of course, you don’t need to be afraid, I will give you a shot of morphine in advance, and you won’t feel any pain.”
Wei Ran. He took off his tank hat, patted his sweaty forehead hard, and continued with undisguised madness, excitement and even deep anticipation in his tone and expression, "Then I will remove your intestines from two knots. Cut it in the middle and pull out the end connected to the stomach bag little by little." "Farewell, farewell." The chain dog's face was full of fear.
Wei Ran seemed not to have heard anything. He measured the distance between the position he had just scratched on the opponent's abdomen and his mouth with his hand, and then continued.He continued to maintain the same expression and tone as before, and added a hint of seriousness as he said, "It seems that our carpenter can understand German. In that case, let me tell you a little secret that only doctors know."< /p>
Wei Ran deliberately paused for a moment, and then slowly threatened the other party, "According to my experience, the human intestine is about four to six meters long. As long as I choose the right location for the incision, As long as I tie it with sewing thread tightly enough at the beginning, you won't die in a short time, and you won't even bleed much."
Wei cleared his throat in a pretentious manner. Ran continued to use the tricks Gorman taught him to intimidate the other party, "I will pull out the end connected to the stomach bag and wrap it around your neck first. When the time comes, you will feel the temperature of your abdominal cavity on your neck and get goosebumps." Pimple. Then I will bring it to your mouth, and then you can taste it." "Ugh," the chain dog who was already frightened by Wei Ran spit it out.
Wei Ran smiled and continued, "Of course, if you do that, you will definitely die. I guess it will take about a day or two, but in such a hot weather, there will definitely be flies. Come around, they'll lay eggs in your intestines, and"
"Goodbye, goodbye"
This one's face is pale but there is blood, saliva and vomiting hanging from the corner of his mouth The chained dog vomited and cried and begged.
"I'll give you two choices."
Wei Ran once again lightly scratched the opponent's belly with his fingernails, but this time, the chained dog looked like Treating his fingers as scalpels, he twisted his body wildly, struggling to hide away.
"Give you two choices"
Wei Ran, who was squatting on the spot without moving, still said with a smile, "Either answer our questions honestly, or bite. Qingya, let me try the genius idea that just popped into my head. If you choose the latter, I promise not to ask for another letter."
"I"
"Please speak Russian." Wei Ran stood up and said the last sentence in German with a smile, "I don't understand German."
"What do you want to ask?" The chained dog looked ashen. asked.
"Your identity?" Roman looked at Wei Ran first and then asked in Russian.
"The translator in the gendarmerie," the chained dog replied desperately, "is mainly responsible for communicating with the local people."
"It is to communicate with the captured guerrillas. Vadim stepped on the opponent's palm hard, "For example, when he tortures them in different ways." Seeing that the chained dog remained silent, Vadim suppressed his anger and said, "Put out the eyes, cut off the old man's head." Second, hang them on trees to death of thirst, or burn them to death on the streets, or even stuff the hands and feet of those guerrillas into the tracks and crush them. There are so many tricks you bastards can do
Do you want to do it one by one? Try it all. I have seen a lot of corpses that have been tortured by you."
"Give me a good time," the chain dog said.He said in a pleading tone, "Please, kill me quickly."
"Don't worry yet." Wei Ran picked up the satchel with the camera and asked, "Where did this thing come from?"
"The house next door."
The chained dog wailed and replied, "I went to the house next door to get it before I hid in the cellar. I just wanted to get something valuable. Stay alive, I also found those rings, gold bars, and watches inside."
"Or let's try another option," Wei Ran asked in German.
"Mine is real."
The tone of the chained dog was already crying, "I know what will happen to us military policemen if we fall into your hands. I I just want to live. I swear everything I say is true
If I are caught by you, those German soldiers may not know anything else, but they will definitely identify us first. I don’t want to be tortured to death. Please, believe me, I am telling the truth."
"Victor, what did you just do to him?" Roman asked Wei Ran curiously.
Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "I told him a food story, and he was moved."
At this point, he looked at the chained dog again, "I'm not wrong "Yeah"
"That's right"
The chain dog responded to Wei Ran with a pale face, and at the same time subconsciously twisted his body to hide away from him.
"So don't let the story become reality." Wei Ran squatted down next to the prisoner again, "I ask you one last time, where did the camera come from?"
"That house In, really in that house," the chained dog cried, repeating the same answer.
"Vadjim, can you lend me the bayonet you just used to cut bread?"
Wei Ran turned around, turned his back to the prisoner and winked, "In addition, Help me look for morphine. I remember using it on a German soldier yesterday."
"I'll get it for you now"
Vajim obviously did the same. A clever guy, he immediately limped to the tank cockpit, bent down and took out a greasy bayonet from inside, turned around and walked in the direction of Weiran, while mumbling nonsense in coordination, "Morphine" It's all used up. You used the last one on the last prisoner yesterday."
"Then there's nothing we can do."
Wei Ran took the bayonet from Vajim's hand. , deliberately stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining butter on it, squatted next to the prisoner again, and said with pretense of regret, "It seems you can only endure it."
"I'm real What I say is all true. I swear on my mother that what I say is all true." The prisoner repeated with tears in his eyes, and a strong stinky smell filled his crotch.
Seeing this, Wei Ran gently scratched the opponent's abdominal muscles with the back of his knife, and asked with a smile, "I believe you for now, who uses that house now, and who does those things belong to?" "
"Captain Dirk is our captain"
This nameThe chained dog looked at the bayonet sliding on his abdominal muscles in horror, and replied with a trembling tone, "He is usually in that house, but he was left last night. I and several other military policemen He stayed to supervise the deserters, and I usually follow him."
Turning his head to look at the growing urine stain on the opponent's crotch, Wei Ran, who had no intention of taking action, put the bayonet in his hand. He gave it to Vajim who was standing aside, stood up and said, "I think his should be true."
"You only know this"
I had been speechless just now. Roman asked, and as he spoke, he already put his finger on the trigger of the pistol that was hanging low.
The chained dog's expression changed, and he shouted nervously, "I know where Captain Dirk went. I also know that there are a few Ukrainian rotten people working for him. I have seen them. face"
"It seems you still have some value"
As Roman spoke, he had already picked up the tattered clothes that the other party had just taken off, balled them up and stuffed them roughly into this The famous chained dog said with a smile, "Help me tie him to the barrel of our tank and hand him over to the political commissar comrade after we catch up with the main force.
I can guarantee that he will arrive Not only will Vajim's identity issue be solved smoothly, but maybe each of us will be able to get a military medal."
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