Before Wei Ran could characterize the benefits he was likely to experience next, Li Youfu had already finished taking a shower and walked out.

Seeing this, Wei Ran tore open a transparent plastic bag, took out a new pair of underwear and a towel and walked into the bathroom.

While taking a shower, he was still thinking about another piece of less important information he had just obtained from Li Youfu in the darkroom - the timeline and location.

Here and now, January 13, 1968, the US Army Air and Sea Base in Da Nang. To be more precise, it was a wonderful weekend, a good day for the Playboy Club to organize a dance performance.

Of course, Wei Ran, who has already covered his whole body with foam, can be introduced in another way——

Da Nang is only half a month away from the Tet Offensive.

There is only one week and one day left in Da Nang before the Battle of Khe Sanh.

There is only a month and a half left before the number of people who are anti-war in the United States exceeds the number who support the war for the first time.

Of course, given the status it holds at this time, CBS will spend half of its news time reporting on the Battle of Khe Sanh in the coming period.

So maybe we are going to fight the Battle of Man Khe Sanh... Wei Ran thought to himself while rinsing the foam from his head and body.

He finished the shower as quickly as possible, and when he walked out of the bathroom wearing clean underwear, Li Youfu had already put on his clothes and was carefully wiping the camera lens with a glasses cloth.

"Where are we going next?" Wei Ran asked expectantly as he put on a clean fourth-class uniform.

"You'll find out later..."

"Clang!"

Before Li Youfu could finish his words, Zach had already opened the door and walked in, shouting hurriedly, "Quick! Get the camera! We have work!"

"I knew it!"

Wei Ran, who had expected this for a long time, muttered secretly, and then hurriedly asked before Li Youfu, "What are you filming this time?"

"I just got the news that Team T is going to go on duty at the forward base. Get everything quickly. If it's late, we'll have to wait until next month for the chance!"

While Zach was talking, he had already taken out a key and opened the cabinet that belonged to him. He took out a pistol belt that was also full of various things and tied it around his waist.

At the same time, Li Youfu also reacted very quickly and ran to his cabinet, reached inside and pulled out a 1965 version of a lightweight backpack frame.

A large, bulging backpack is fixed on the top and bottom of this metal back frame. An obstacle-clearing knife in a scabbard is fixed horizontally at the bottom, and a MAT49 submachine gun hangs on the top.

"Are we going to the front lines?"

While Li Youfu was talking, he and Wei Ran had already tied up the belts with various things hanging on them in no particular order.

Especially the latter, while listening to their communication, he did not forget to hang the two empty plastic water bottles in the cabinet and the 1911 pistol on his belt, and then put the lifting belt installed in advance on his back.

On the back.

"Yes, we got a week for interviews."

Zach said as he also put on his hip bag, "Take your half-frame camera, we have a lot to record. Also, Victor, if I remember correctly, do you know how to speak?"

"You remember correctly"

Wei Ran, who was already used to it, nodded in response, took out the Minolta camera from the cabinet, and hung it around his neck along with the Nikon half-frame camera on the table.

"There is a battalion unit stationed next to the forward camp. How about we go over there and interview them?"

As Zach spoke, he also took out a Nikon Big F and a Leica M3 camera, and hung them around his neck together with a Nikon Half-Gate of the same model as the one used by Weifan.

Similarly, Li Youfu also hung the Konica half-frame camera he used to shoot Huang Jing'er around his neck, together with the same Minolta camera and a Nikonos diving camera he took out of the cabinet.

Photographers in this era must have an iron neck that would rather break than bend!

Wei Ran muttered secretly, while tying up the tropical scarf that had just been washed in the shower and had not had time to dry, and then put on the bonny hat, and then responded unhurriedly,

"no problem!"

"Then it's settled!"

As Zach spoke, he pulled out a 1911 pistol in a canvas holster from his cabinet, closed the cabinet door with a clang, locked it and asked, "Forgot to ask, Troyer, those negatives

Has it been washed out?"

“Not yet dry”

Li Youfu, who was also prepared, answered while closing and locking the surrounding windows.

"Let's talk about it when we get back. Remember to lock the door."

Before he finished speaking, Zach had already fixed the pistol and holster on his belt, and walked out one after another with Wei Ran.

When Li Youfu, who was left to lock the door at the end, caught up, the three of them had already reached the entrance of the Playboy Club. At this time, a military jeep was parked here.

However, what Wei Ran didn't expect was that the person driving the car at this time was actually the "Toothless" who had invited him to run away.

"Hey! Victor! We meet again! It's such a pity that you didn't go to our party just now." Toothless greeted warmly.

Compared with just now, he is also fully armed and ready - in addition to the medical kit, his weapons also include an M79 grenade launcher.

"Don't mention this again"

Wei Ran pretended to be sad and said, "I didn't even have time to look at the photos I took for you."

"Zach, you are such a bastard boss." Toothless joked with a smile.

"When this interview is over, I will arrange a blonde girl for Victor to make it up to him."

As Zach spoke, he had already asked Wei Ran to sit in the back seat of the Jeep, while Li Youfu took off the backrest earlier and sat in the passenger seat.

"How about arranging one for me then?" Toothless asked expectantly as he stepped on the accelerator.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Come on Angus, I don't know that many girls."

Zach smiled and rejected the other party's request, and then pursued the other party without waiting for the other party to continue the topic, "Angus, how about telling us about the forward base we are going to this time?"

"Is the interview about to begin?"

Toothless Angus asked in a joking tone, and then continued, "That forward base is stationed with a company of troops. It usually does not have many combat missions, mainly cleaning up and helicopter support.

About two miles apart, there is another camp manned by baton soldiers, also the size of a company, mainly infantry."

"Do you know which army the baton company belongs to?" Wei Ran asked.

"9th Infantry Division"

Angus replied in a disdainful tone, "Those poor guys are worse than mercenaries. I heard that they always cause trouble and rob everything they see."

"It's the white horse..."

Wei Ran mumbled something vaguely, secretly wondering if the "killing friendly forces" in the return mission was referring to them.

It is true that this unit's performance on the 38-degree battlefield can barely be regarded as maggots in the cesspit, and it is somewhat fleshy.

But at this moment, whether it was Wei Ran or Angus who was driving, their inner contempt was the same, and this contempt was only because of the performance of this unit on the more difficult battlefield.

Most people know that the United States sprayed a large amount of Agent Orange on difficult battlefields, but most people don't know that the United States took the initiative to cling to the Vietnam War, crying, kneeling, and begging to fight the Vietnam War.

A lot of carnage was caused on this battlefield.

Moreover, these massacres not only perfectly implemented the Japanese's Three Guangs policy, but also turned the massacres caused by massacres of villages into glorious enemy kills against the "Vietnam Cong".

As for the reason why they massacred the village, there was no reason. The only reason was that they were defeated by the surrounding guerrillas, so they massacred the village in incompetent and furious revenge. This turned out to be the only thing they could barely do.

Reasons called "reasons".

That's not right either...

Wei Ran secretly shook his head. If this incident had something to do with the penis, in the future...

Before he could figure out the twists and turns, Toothless Angus also drove a jeep into the adjacent military camp, and finally stopped at the rear of a convoy of M113 armored personnel carriers.

"Come with me"

Angus said, he had already jumped out of the jeep, picked up his weapons, led Wei Ran and others to the rear of the penultimate armored personnel carrier, and greeted the three of them to get in.

"Hey! Good guy Zach!"

Before any of the three people could sit down, let alone before they could adapt to the cramped space and strong smell of body odor in the car, a black soldier who almost blended in with the light in the car immediately came up and said hello.

, “Are there any new photos recently?”

"Of course, of course!"

Zach's answer without even thinking about it made the remaining people in the carriage look over. Even Angus, who finally got in, came to Wei Ran and asked, "I asked you to help me."

The ones you took will not be washed out, right?"

"Shh-"

Without waiting for Wei Ran to answer, Zach let go of the camera he had been protecting with his hand when he got into the car, freed up a hand and put it to his mouth and let out a hiss.

There was no need to communicate at all. Li Youfu, who sat down a little later, had already pulled out an L-shaped flashlight and lit it, shooting a bright beam of light.

It wasn't until he was sure that the attention of the soldiers in the car was attracted by the beam of the flashlight that Zach took out a box of playing cards from his pocket.

"Old rules, there are only 54 tickets in total, and they cost $5 each."

Before he finished speaking, Zach had already opened the card box and poured out... color photos one after another!

No slower than him, the soldiers in the carriage all stretched out the dollars they had prepared in advance.

Next, as Wei Ran looked on dumbfounded, a photo was sent from Zach's right hand to the beam of the flashlight for a moment, and then was either bought by the soldiers or handed over to his left hand.
To be continued...