In the dense forest, Hugo, who was lame on one leg, gasped and shouted Wei Ran's name. Behind him, the indigenous soldier Valoro held up a Sten submachine gun and stared nervously behind him.
"Stop shouting, it's over here."
After saying that, Wei Ran, who was hiding behind the tree, waited quietly for a while before walking out.
"Great! You are indeed alive!"
Hugo immediately looked happy when he saw Wei Ran, and then he subconsciously looked behind Wei Ran.
"Neil is dead"
Wei Ran hurriedly whispered before the other party spoke again, "Kai Kai is also dead, they. They were dismembered and abandoned on the edge of the path, in a conspicuous position near where we separated."
Seeing the way the indigenous Valoro looked at Hugo eagerly when he heard himself saying Kaikai's name again, Wei Ran gave Hugo enough time to translate, and waited until the other party finished communicating with Valoro.
Said, "Tell me about the situation here."
"That's the airport over there. It's not far, less than 500 meters away."
Hugo raised his hand and pointed behind him, sighed and said, "Yesterday we took advantage of the heavy rain to get rid of the enemies who had been chasing us. We were originally going to go to the airport for reconnaissance today, but before we saw the airport, we were patrolled by patrols.
Found out, my leg was also hit by the opponent's sniper, and Valoro's face was also injured just now. Moreover, we have almost used up all the grenades and bullets."
Hearing this, Wei Ran examined the wounds of the two men. Although bones were vaguely visible in the wounds on Hugo's calf, and the muscle on one side of the calf was torn open with a wound the size of a disposable lighter. Fortunately, the bullet was
It didn't stay inside, and the amount of bleeding didn't seem to damage any major blood vessels.
I checked Valoro's wounds again. Compared to Hugo, his injuries looked more serious. Not only was the left ear incomplete, there was blood dripping from the ears, and there were also two strips on the left side of his face.
It appeared to be a severe cut caused by a grenade or trapped fragments.
"Be patient first"
Wei Ran helped the two of them re-bandage their wounds and gave each of them an injection of morphine, while saying, "We need to get rid of the pursuers first and then find a safe place."
Hearing this, Hugo changed into dialect and spoke hurriedly to Valoro. Although the latter was inconvenient to speak due to the wound on his cheek, he nodded happily and walked with Wei Ran, one on the left and the other on the right.
Inconvenienced, Hugo got into the jungle.
It was quite difficult to get rid of the pursuers who had been chasing behind them for almost half an hour. Wei Ran and Valoro, who were originally taking turns carrying Hugo, stopped in no particular order.
"Are we here?" Hugo, who was lying on Wei Ran's shoulder and could only see Wei Ran's heels and butt, raised his head and asked with difficulty.
"No"
After speaking, Wei Ran put Hugo down, then raised his finger and pointed at the crown of a big tree directly in front of him.
Jumping around in a circle, Hugo looked in the direction of Wei Ran's finger.
This is a small open space in the rain forest that rarely gets sunlight, and the crown of the big tree that is more than 10 meters high and is bathed in sunlight is covered with a broken parachute. There is also a broken parachute hanging under the crown.
It is a cylindrical airdrop tank that is less than two meters long and looks somewhat similar to a large aerial bomb.
Perhaps in order to increase the amount of airdropped supplies, the iron airdrop tank is surrounded by a space rocket with a booster engine. At the lower part, two bundles of blankets, each about one meter tall, are tied with ropes.
, as for what is in this blanket, we can only know it after it is taken apart.
"This is an airdrop of supplies!"
Hugo said excitedly, "About half a month ago, we had planes flying overhead to drop supplies, but those bastards threw all the stuff in this damn place, and now they no longer dare to airdrop it to us.
"
“Looks like good luck”
As Wei Ran spoke, he had already walked over. He first used the muzzle of his gun to pick away a snake that was coiled on the airdrop can. Then he carefully cut off the tight parachute ropes and said, "If there are medicines in it, at least don't
You will become disabled."
Before he finished speaking, two bundles of blankets were untied first, and Valoro carried them aside to open them.
Unfortunately, the news is mixed. The two long bundles wrapped in relatively thick blankets only contained five Enfield rifles, five disposable rifle ammunition carriers with a capacity of 50 rounds each, and
Just five bottles stuffed into the ammunition belt.
"Let Valoro find a place to hide these weapons, and we will take those Ah's Ping away."
While Wei Ran was talking, he also cut the last two parachute ropes and carefully placed the airdrop tank on the ground.
While Valoro was busy hiding the rifles, Wei Ran had already used the shotgun butt in his hand to break open the lock of the empty can. After opening it, he saw at a glance three rifles sprayed with yellow-green camouflage paint.
The butt also held an Owen submachine gun with a loaded magazine using what appeared to be rubber bands cut from bicycle inner tubes.
In addition to these three submachine guns, which are definitely considered "new" at this moment, the airdrop can also contains 15 No. 36 grenades wrapped in socks, and three British standard seven-pack submachine gun magazine carrying bags, and
A fully loaded Owen submachine gun magazine was already loaded inside.
In the remaining space, the most abundant items were 20-piece bottles of Ah's Ping and bags of biscuits and cans of American lunch meat, plus a few black tea bags and boxes of 9mm pistol bullets.
Between these miscellaneous items and the three submachine guns, what was separated was a medical satchel used by a medic or a stretcher-bearer, and four machetes wrapped in canvas and tied tightly with ropes.
In addition to these, there are also two American-style L-shaped flashlights, cellophane-wrapped batteries, and even compasses, maps, cigarettes and other consumables stuffed inside.
"Is this an Owen submachine gun?" As Hugo spoke, he had already jumped over lamely, bent down and picked up a submachine gun to play with.
"Have you seen them?" Wei Ran asked while checking the two medical satchels.
"Of course I have seen it. I even tried shooting it." Hugo explained, "That happened about three months ago. This gun is mine."
While talking, Hugo had already sat down on the stone mountain next to the airdrop tank, picked up an ammunition bag, and hung it around his neck after thinking about it for a while.
"Sit tight and don't move."
While Wei Ran was speaking, he had already put the medical bag he had just taken out and the Japanese backpack he had just taken off together, and then took out the same British medical satchel he had received from the "tailor", and again
He injected some morphine around Hugo's wound, untied the cloth that wrapped the wound, and began the work of debridement and suturing skillfully.
"Can you still do this?" Hugo asked Weiran curiously.
"Veterinarian," Wei Ran said absently, without raising his head as he worked, "Let Valoro hide the rest of the things."
"Do not worry"
As Hugo spoke, he changed into dialect and said something to Valoro, and at the same time pointed to the airdrop tank next to him.
After some communication between the two, Valoro also changed to an Owen submachine gun, and after Hugo taught him how to use it, he immediately ran out.
"What did he do?" Wei Ran asked while suturing the wound that had been debrided.
"I went to find people from their tribe for help."
Hugo took out a pack of cigarettes from the airdrop can, tore it open and lit one, and explained in a puff of smoke, "Their tribe is nearby. He originally wanted to take us to their tribe, which is very remote.
"
"The tribe that gave you divination?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
"right"
Hugo nodded, "I know everyone in their tribe, and they all know me. I also learned my native language from them."
Hearing this, Wei Ran didn't say anything more. He stitched up the wound on Hugo's leg as carefully as possible, then bandaged it carefully and used a condom to waterproof it.
Finally, he helped the other party re-treat the wounds on his arms. Only then did he have time to change some medicine for the wounds on his head and thighs, and re-bandage them with clean gauze.
The work here has just finished, and Valoro has already brought ten people wearing canvas skirts with blow darts or spears in their hands, wearing various animal tooth and bone ornaments around their necks, and their faces are painted red and white.
, as if the natives who had just finished singing Peking Opera and had not had time to take off their makeup came over.
After Hugo greeted these big black men he obviously knew one by one, and after the two sides communicated for a few words in a dialect that only Wei Ran could not understand, Valoro immediately put away the two bundles of rifles he had just hidden.
They carried it out again and gave one to each of the natives.
While Hugo was communicating with them in native language, Wei Ran also called Valoro over, sat him down where Hugo had just done, and helped him debridement the wounds on his face and the missing ears.
Suturing and bandaging.
In such a short time, several natives had already torn off the white umbrella cloth and the tough umbrella ropes from the tree, combined them with sticks chopped from the surroundings, and skillfully made a simple stretcher for those with inconvenient legs and feet.
Hugo lay down in it.
After Weiran picked through the airdrop box, he took an American L-shaped flashlight, a few grenades, a compass, black tea bags, cigarettes and other small items from the airdrop box. The airdrop can was also used by four indigenous people who had already carried rifles on their backs.
It was lifted up like a stick carrying a sedan chair.
"Victor, don't you get a submachine gun?"
Hugo, who was lying on the stretcher, asked curiously, "I have tried this submachine gun, and it is much easier to use than the Sten."
"No need, it's enough for me to have this shotgun." Wei Ran said, stuffing all the small items he just picked out into the Japanese backpack he had captured.
Taking out the camera he had picked up earlier, Wei Ran took a group photo of the indigenous people, including Valoro, as well as Hugo lying on the stretcher and the airdrop tank being carried.
"Where did you get the camera?" Hugo asked Weiran in surprise.
"Found it from a Japanese soldier's bag." Wei Ran stuffed the camera back into his already full backpack, slung it on his shoulder, picked up the shotgun and walked beside the stretcher.
"Victor, we have to scout Kokoda Airport to see if there are any reinforcements there," Hugo said abruptly.
"Shall I go?" Wei Ran asked proactively.
"Your leg is also injured," Hugo said. "Let Valoro go, as long as we teach him to take pictures."
"Forget it, I'd better go with him."
Wei Ran couldn't refuse and said that the camera he got didn't have much film left, and he estimated that in this area of more than ten kilometers, the only camera he could find was this one, and he didn't feel comfortable giving it to Valoro.
Take it blindly and cause trouble.
"Your leg"
"it does not matter"
Wei Ran waved his hands calmly, changed the subject and asked, "How far are we from their tribal camp?"
Hearing this, Hugo and Valoro asked a few questions in dialect, then switched to English and said, "It's very close, but the road will be more difficult."
Hearing this, Wei Ran stopped talking and followed the dozen or so natives faithfully. They walked through the dense forest for half an hour, and finally found him on the edge of a winding stream.
An Aboriginal camp.
The camp was unexpectedly clean. Not only had all the shrubs been removed, but some of the surrounding trees seemed to have been pruned. There was also a field about half the size of a playground beside the stream that was about two to three meters wide.
In the middle of the open space, there were two tall trees that were clearly left on purpose.
Looking from below, it seems that each of these two trees, which are thirty to forty meters high, has built a small tree house in the canopy. Obviously, that is the most important sentry tower in this tribal camp.
Of course, compared to the two sentry towers, Wei Ran was more curious about the suspended tree house at the edge of the clearing.
They were indeed treehouses. Some of the tall ones were two or three meters above the ground, and some of the short ones were as high as one and a half meters high.
In addition to tree houses, there are also many wooden houses on stilts similar to those in Southeast Asia, and these wooden houses are obviously larger than those tree houses.
Under the leadership of Valoro, Wei Ran and Hugo, who was lying on a stretcher, were sent into one of the wooden houses. At the same time, Wei Ran also learned from Hugo's explanation that this person did not seem to have a lot of people.
The reason why the indigenous tribes built so many wooden houses and stilt houses was actually to resist flash floods and surface moisture.
Most of those tree houses are used as warehouses and shelters. No one usually lives there. Only when flash floods break out, they will go to the tree houses to escape the flood water that may wash down from the mountain.
When Wei Ran subconsciously asked why he didn't move out, Hugo, who had already found a straw mat in the wooden house and lay down, asked, "Where to move to?"
Hearing this, Wei Ran couldn't help but feel dumb. His stupid question was indeed a bit like "why not eat minced meat".
"besides"
Hugo reminded as if he remembered something, "This tribe is still a matriarchal society. The witch of the tribe is almost the most powerful person. Although she also cannot understand English, you'd better not talk nonsense, and you'd better be able to
Show enough respect, especially for her divination behavior."
Whether it was to scare Wei Ran who was visiting for the first time or whether it was true, Hugo lowered his voice and added, "They have a tradition of cannibalism."
"Really?" Wei Ran couldn't help but grin.
"That was certainly the case at least before World War I, that's my guess. Maybe it's still the case now, who knows?"
Hugo sat up against the wall, spread his hands and said, "Of course, they must have their own standards for selecting ingredients when eating people. So in order to prevent you from becoming the main dish tonight, if the witch comes over later, you have to express your feelings.
Be more respectful."
"Don't worry," Wei Ran agreed happily.
The two of them didn't wait long. A woman who looked to be thirty-four years old with a painted face led Valoro and a few natives carrying guns into the building that seemed to be specially designed for Wei Ran and Hugo.
In the vacated wooden house.
In a dialect that Wei Ran couldn't understand, Hugo communicated with the witch very respectfully. From time to time, Valoro, Hugo, or the witch would talk to each other.
He pointed at Wei Ran next to him.
Although he didn't understand what these three people were talking about, through their tone of voice, expressions, and body movements, Wei Ran could not help but equate Hugo with the boss who sharpened the knife in the butcher shop. By the way, he also equated Hugo with the knife sharpener in the butcher shop.
The wizard and Valoro were compared to diners buying meat.
I imagined for no reason that the sorcerer was picking at the butcher stall and did not forget to say a few words: "This meat is very fresh. Cut it into two fine pieces for me to make mince. Go back and give it to my son Valoro."
Such nonsense as "replenishing the body".
Wei Ran also felt more and more that Hugo's grandson really wanted to use himself as an ingredient to treat his indigenous friends to a barbecue or something, right?
In the midst of this random thought, Hugo stood up with the help of Valoro, and walked out while saying, "Victor, please wait here for a while and don't leave the house. The witch and I will do a divination, and the rest
Wait until I get back."
Without waiting for Wei Ran's response, Hugo had already limped out of the relatively dry and cool wooden house, and followed the wizard to a large tree structure in the distance that was three or four meters above the ground.
Only then did Wei Ran have time to look around.
This wooden house has an area of nearly 20 square meters, with windows on all sides and straw mats as walls, which is quite ventilated and cool.
It's just that there is nothing else in this room except the straw mats and a few clay pots of unknown purpose on the wall.
I opened the canvas curtain with some English letters printed on it and looked outside the wooden house, but no one was guarding it.
Seeing this, Wei Ran wisely lowered the curtain, sat on the straw mat, opened the captured Japanese backpack, and took out the contents and sorted them out along with the various things he carried everywhere on his body.
In addition to more than 40 rounds of No. 12 shotshells and four No. 36 grenades that he just got from the airdrop canister, he now also has a Japanese grenade and a full 25 special grenades. 17 of those grenades
, they were all captured during the rescue of Hugo and Valoro not long ago.
In addition to weapons, his bag also contained several socks filled with rice, several boxes of Japanese canned meat, and the crucial camera. These were also some of the items that took up most of the space besides the shotguns.
The rest is the tube of mosquito coils and the two gold plates hidden inside that were given free of charge by the escaping Japanese sniper, as well as the soap box, sewing tube and Japanese gun that were picked up with the camera.
Square box flashlights and other small items, as well as L-shaped flashlights, compasses, black tea bags, cigarettes, etc. that were also dug out of the airdrop can not long ago.
Finally, he looked at the medical bag put aside and the 3 watch he also picked up on his wrist. After some comparisons, Wei Ran first put the Japanese square box flashlight aside, and then took out a full 16
The special grenades for firing grenades were also put aside, along with the rice and Japanese cans in socks.
By the way, he changed himself into a new pair of socks, and Wei Ran sorted the remaining things into the backpack.
The vacated space was used to store some medical equipment and medicines. After re-fixing the grenade horizontally on the backpack, Weiran picked up the bag and tried it.
After such a reduction, not only did the originally bulging Japanese backpack have shrunk a lot, but Wei Ran no longer had to carry all kinds of burdens that would affect his activities on his body and in his pockets.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, among the things that have been eliminated, at least those grenades must be brought, those things are so useful. As for the work of carrying these heavy objects, naturally
Leave it to Valoro or more natives who will definitely follow him.
He had just finished his calculations when Hugo came over with the support of Valoro. Just looking at the joy on his face, Wei Ran guessed that there would be good news.
Sure enough, as soon as Hugo entered the door, he said, "Victor, the witch's divination showed that there will be no danger this time, so not only is she willing to continue letting Valoro help us work, but she will also send five extra people.
Accordingly, we also need to pay for all the cans and biscuits in the airdrop canister, as well as the ten rifles and corresponding bullets."
After taking a breath, Hugo sat down with difficulty and continued, "The machetes, the two Sten submachine guns and the two Owen submachine guns are also theirs. Of course, I will stay, Victor,
I hope you’re not wrong”
"Won't"
Wei Ran waved his hand before the other party finished speaking, "This deal is not a loss, and your leg is injured. It will be a burden to follow us. Staying here will make both parties feel at ease."
"I'm very happy that you think so." Hugo paused and said with difficulty, "Also, I hope you can leave as soon as possible."
"Now?"
"right"
Hugo nodded, "I have already told Valoro that once you finish investigating the situation at the airport, he and his friends will be responsible for sending the intelligence back. Victor, if you are willing, go back with you, there."
I need you more."
"I will send the information with Valoro and the others."
Wei Ran, who had just rested for less than half an hour and had not even drank any water, stood up while talking, pointed at the things he picked out from the bag and said, "Tell Valoro and ask him to help me."
Just carry these things on your back and we'll set off."
