Chapter 1156 The fight on the deck and the plan on the dock
When the dazzling white light faded again, the first thing to feel the change was still my nose.
Wei Ran took a deep breath subconsciously, and this time Wei Ran smelled not only the smell of fish, feet, body odor, and even the dirty air mixed with second-hand smoke, but there was still the unique smell of burning mosquito coils.
After waiting for a few breaths, he gradually heard the sound of snoring one after another, as well as the faint sound of whistles and waves.
on board?
As Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief, everything in front of him gradually became clearer.
As far as the eye can see, this is a cabin that is not too big. The only round porthole is only the size of a washbasin. Next to it, there is a calendar of a beautiful woman with her bare upper body and a target filled with darts.
disk, as well as four flashlights and a large disk of keys.
The calendar showed September of 1957. And on the beautiful woman's chest, someone poked a dart on each of the two buttons.
Looking at both sides of the porthole, there is a high and low bed fixed to the wall on each side. At this time, Wei Ran is lying on the lower bunk on the right side of the porthole. The smell of mosquito coils comes from the bedside.
It floated out of the cylindrical canvas bag hanging on the railing.
Just by looking at the small part of the bag exposed at the mouth, Wei Ran knew that it was still the white copper mosquito coil tube he had seized from the Japanese sniper.
On the lower bunk of the bunk bed opposite, the man lying on his side was snoring loudly with his back to him, but Wei Ran knew just by looking at the scar on his calf that it was Hugo - the scar on his calf.
The scar was all stitched up by myself.
What Wei Ran didn't expect was that there was still sitting on Hugo's upper bunk a man wearing only shorts, with his two big, calloused feet hanging down in the air.
This old black man was holding a pornographic magazine in his hand. He had several scary scars on one side of his face. Although the ear on that side had shrunk into a small ball, he had an ear piercing and was wearing a bright golden trousers.
ring.
At this time, he was still holding a twenty-centimetre-long billiard-style pipe with a thick yellow pulp in his mouth, smoking it intermittently. At the same time, the electric fan above his head was blowing a steady stream of smoke.
Second-hand smoke blew into Weiran. There was no doubt that the big man was the indigenous soldier Valoro.
I stretched my body and looked above my head. Next to the bunk beds, there was a locked iron cabinet against the wall. Then there was a hatch facing the porthole. On both sides of the hatch, there were still many hangings.
Less clothes.
"Peng!"
Just as Wei Ran was observing the surroundings, the ajar door was pushed open, and a young man with blond arms whom he had never seen before shouted in a panic, "First Officer Hugo! First Officer Hugo is here
?!"
"What's wrong?!"
Just as Wei Ran sat up, Hugo, who was snoring on the lower bunk opposite him, suddenly turned over and stood up. Valoro, who was on the upper bunk above him, also dropped the pornographic magazine in his hand and looked towards
door.
"Karan!"
The young man who seemed to be a sailor at the door shouted, "Mate Hugo, your brother Karan is fighting with two sailors! Go and see! He is about to be beaten to death!"
"Take me there!"
Before Hugo finished speaking, he had already turned over, almost on his feet, Wei Ran stood up, and Valoro jumped down from the upper bunk with a "Winter!"
A group of three people followed the young blond sailor as they ran all the way through the dirty cabin. When they arrived on the deck, they found a sailor sitting on a wooden box holding his dislocated chin. One of his eye sockets had already been removed.
It became so black that I couldn't even open my eyes.
And in the center of the crowd watching the fun further ahead, there was a white man with a particularly strong body, riding on the waist of a man lying on the deck with his face covered with his hands, punching him one after another.
"Hit him!"
Before Hugo finished speaking, he rushed over and kicked the strong man on the back, until he was chewed up by a dog.
Before he could get up, Valoro had already kicked him in the ribs. The man who had just been violent was instantly curled up into a prawn in pain.
"Karan, can you still stand up?" Hugo said, already bending down and reaching out to the blond young man who was protecting his face with his arms.
At the same time, Wei Ran also noticed four more sailors in the crowd rushing over with their fists waving.
"Watch your back!"
At the same time as Wei Ran reminded him, he had already dodged a fist that tried to hit him in the face. He pulled the opponent's fist forward and kicked him on the side of his knee. The strong man fell to the ground like a dog.
on the deck.
While he was dealing with the first person on his side, another person had already hugged Hugo's waist, obviously wanting to throw him out. And the other one was about to attack Valoro, but he didn't expect the latter to unexpectedly
From the lower back he pulled out a machete that was fixed horizontally on his belt with a canvas cover.
Upon seeing this, the strong man immediately turned his clenched fists into palms and raised them decisively above his head.
"Ah~!"
At this moment, the man who had hugged Hugo let out a scream. Wei Ran, who had already faced the last strong man, took the time to look at him but couldn't help but feel happy.
Although the screaming wretch imprisoned Hugo, he ignored the young man who was lying on the ground and had not yet gotten up. He seemed to be Karan.
The young man lying on his back on the ground kicked out accurately through Hugo's crotch. With his toes, he kicked the strong man's whole body, which may be the most deserving of gentle care.
Without Hugo struggling at all, the man released his hands, covered his crotch and knelt on the ground with a ferocious expression.
"winter!"
As soon as the young man with his head covered in blood got up, he punched the man in the eye socket, and then hit his nose hard with a headbutt.
After such a while, the only ones who could get up to confront the four of them were the sailor who raised his hands to surrender because Valoro pulled out the machete, and the second sailor who confronted Wei Ran and Wei Ran.
The first three sailors he hit were three.
"Why the fight?"
Hugo picked up Karan and asked, but there was no blame in his tone at all, only concern, "Where is it hurt?"
Karan, who was pulled up, grinned and pinched his nose that was still bleeding. He closed his messy hair with his hands that were full of blood and had a lot of skin. He responded nonchalantly, "Skin trauma."
As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed at the sailor in the distance who was sitting on a wooden box holding his dislocated chin and said angrily, "That bastard and the idiot who just hit me are harassing Hailey at the dock."
"Mr. Brazil, you must know that Hailey is Karan's girlfriend, right?"
While Hugo was speaking, he kicked down the unlucky guy who had his nose broken by Karan's headbutt. He walked up to the white man who had just been beaten by Karan, stepped on one of his hands, and pressed hard
Crushing aside, he asked, "You must also know that Karan is my brother, right?"
"Let him go!" the sailor, who was still confronting Wei Ran with his fists raised, immediately shouted.
"beat!"
Hugo yelled loudly, and at the same time kicked the sailor in the stomach who was crushed by his fingers and screamed.
The moment he got the signal, Wei Ran immediately pretended to punch and moved his upper body closer to the sailor in front of him. When the other party subconsciously punched, he grabbed the arm and twisted his waist to throw him firmly over the shoulder.
Before the sailor could scream, Wei Ran subconsciously took out his Mauser bayonet, but in an instant he realized that the fight was just about women, not against those cannibals.
Taking advantage of the situation, he punched the sailor behind the ear and knocked him unconscious. When Wei Ran stood up again, he found that the young man named Karan had actually found the man who was sitting on the wooden box with a dislocated jaw.
The bastard was grabbing one of his legs and dragging him to the edge of the deck, obviously trying to push him off.
"boom!"
Just at this moment, a crisp gunshot was heard outside the crowd. Soon, as the crowd dispersed, Wei Ran and others who had an absolute advantage also saw a man wearing denim shorts with white hair.
The bearded old guy was holding a green wine bottle in one hand and holding a revolver in the sky with the other.
"From now on, you bastards either shake hands and make peace, or come to the captain's cabin to pay your wages and get off my ship!"
Before the old man finished speaking, the young and energetic Karan had already pushed out the sailor who was pressed against the deck railing and covered his chin with obvious relief!
"Wow!"
Accompanied by exclamations, screams and huge splashes, the sailor also fell into the calm water!
"Someone, come and fish him out."
While the old guy with the white beard put away the revolver in his hand, he walked back and said, "Karan, you are fired, now go pack your things and get off my boat! And that one
Any nigger who takes a knife on one of his own, you're fired too."
Hearing this, Karan wanted to say something more, but Hugo had already picked up the sailor who was beaten violently by him, pushed him out of the deck guardrail without hesitation, and with the second splash of water, he pushed him on his pants.
Wiping the blood on his hands, he said nonchalantly, "Captain Damon, before you fire me, I resign."
"I'll resign too"
Wei Ran spread his hands and said that he was not going to throw the knocked unconscious man into the sea. He only had time to look around and found that the boat was moored at a busy pier.
At this moment, Valoro also put away his machete, and pulled over the unlucky guy whose hand was broken by the back of the knife. He grabbed his neck collar with one hand and his belt with the other, while the bastards who were watching the show cheered.
He lifted it up easily amid the sounds and whistles, and threw it outside the boat. Unexpectedly, it splashed again with a large splash of water.
"Let's go and pack our things."
Hugo ignored the angry old captain with a trembling beard, and just patted Karan's shoulder affectionately, "What kind of stupid expression do you have? Are you feeling guilty? Don't worry, we will find another one soon."
work..."
"I swear, you will never find another job as a sailor on any ship in Sydney Harbor!"
The irritated old captain threw the bottle in his hand and shouted, "I will tell every captain about your ridiculous things!"
"up to you"
Hugo said indifferently, "I've had enough of being the first mate for you, a stubborn old guy. I've told you not to use Brazilian sailors, they will only cause trouble on the ship. Okay, let's do this.
Let’s go pack our bags and find someone to send our wages over later.”
After saying that, Hugo directly changed the topic to which bar to go to for fun, and the extremely proficient Australian English that came out of Valoro's mouth also made Wei Ran give up the idea of talking to this Aboriginal man.
There is a problem of communication gaps between partners.
Talking and laughing all the way back to the cabin, Hugo closed the cabin door and said, "Okay, everyone, pack your things, Karan, let Victor bandage your wounds, it's time for us to leave here."
Before he finished speaking, Karan had already opened the door on the left side of the cabinet next to the sanitary berth. Valoro and Hugo also opened the two cabinet doors of the opposite cabinet.
Seeing this, Wei Ran rummaged in his pocket, pulled out a bunch of keys, and opened the door of the last cabinet.
There are not many things in this cabinet. There are only a few optional clothes and a hard cowhide medicine box. There are also sailor bags that have been removed from the elements related to the destroyer Johnston and also obtained from Johns.
Dunhao’s gas mask shoulder bag!
Taking out the sailor bag and opening it, Wei Ran discovered that in addition to the original canopy, hammock and blanket, there was also an Insaka 37 trench gun that had been disassembled into two parts and rolled up by a blanket.
Without taking it out to take a closer look, Wei Ran subconsciously turned his head to look at the things the others had brought out.
What Hugo took out was an old-fashioned suitcase that Wei Ran was very familiar with. The first thing Karan took out seemed to be a violin case. What Valoro took out was a soldier issued by the British army in the late World War II.
Green P44 rucksack.
After some observation, Wei Ran discovered that the remaining three were indeed carrying weapons!
At the bottom of Hugo's suitcase is a disassembled Owen submachine gun. In Karan's violin case, in addition to a Yinsaka 37 shotgun that has also been disassembled into two parts, there are two specialized
World War II American canvas ammunition pouch containing 12-gauge shotshells.
As for Valoro, he took out a Browning Hi-Power pistol fixed in a hard leather holster and several spare magazines filled with bullets directly from the bag.
Although it was just a glance, Wei Ran had already guessed that this gun was most likely from back then, no, back then, this pistol was most likely the sidearm that Hugo lent to Valoro.
"Where do we go next?"
While Karan was asking, he had already stuffed several rolls of banknotes into the violin case and closed the lid with a "snap" sound.
“There’s always somewhere to go.”
As Hugo spoke, he had already covered the decomposed Owen submachine gun in the suitcase with folded clothes, "I have an old friend in Sydney, Victor, you must still remember him, right? We were there back then.
You even borrowed his camera during the battle on the Kokoda Trail."
"That Sydney Morning News war correspondent Brody?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.
"Yes, that's him."
As he spoke, Hugo put a few more personal belongings worth taking away into the suitcase, "He is now the editor of that newspaper."
"Shall we go find him?"
While Valoro asked, he also stuffed some of his personal belongings worth taking away, including the unread erotic magazine into his backpack, and put the Browning high-power pistol he had just taken out together with
The machete that was originally fixed to the waist with a belt was placed in the most accessible accessory bag on both sides of the backpack, and then the metal buckle on the lid was fastened.
"No, of course not."
As he spoke, Hugo closed his suitcase and explained, "I often ask him to place advertisements in newspapers looking for Brother Karan. In other words, I keep in touch with him. After we settle down first, I will give him a call."
That's enough, he will definitely help us find a good job. All job advertisements must be reviewed by him before they are published in newspapers."
"That's great news, but before that, come here and let me treat your wounds, especially you, Karan."
While Wei Ran was talking, he had already taken off the white copper mosquito coil box with a canvas bag hanging on the bedside, extinguished the half-burned mosquito coil inside, shook off the ash inside, and stuffed it into his bag.
Put it in the gas mask bag beside the bed.
After Karan sat down beside the bed, Wei Ran took out the cowhide medical bag from the iron cabinet and used it. It contained a relatively complete set of medicines and medical equipment. He looked like he was only 24 or 25 years old, so he had a youthful air.
Sheng Karan treated the wounds on his face, hands and arms.
While he was finishing his work, the young man who had come over to inform them of the fight also knocked on the door, handed two sealed envelopes to Wei Ran and Hugo with a guilty look on his face, and said slightly uneasily,
"First Mate Hugo, Dad Damon said that he needs to deduct the salary of Karan and Valoro to compensate those bastards who were beaten. In addition, he also asked me to give this to you."
As he spoke, the young man took out a similarly sealed envelope from his pocket and handed it to Hugo.
"Thank you Captain Damon for me"
Hugo stopped Karan, who looked dissatisfied and was about to say something, with his eyes. He took the second envelope and stood up with his suitcase, "We're leaving now."
After saying that, Hugo carried the suitcase with one hand and dragged Karan with the other to leave the cabin first.
Following closely behind, Wei Ran also left the cabin, carrying a gas mask bag and sailor bag, and Valoro, who was carrying a World War II British Army backpack and had a pipe in his mouth.
After bidding farewell to the sailors who were obviously reluctant to leave and those who were whistling and gloating about their misfortune, the group of four people boarded the dock and blended in with the crowd under the helpless and regretful gaze of the white-haired old captain.
It wasn't until the cargo ship behind him was completely blocked by the building that Karan said dissatisfiedly, "Brother Hugo, why are you so scared in the end? That old guy is deducting our salary! We should give him some color!"
"I think I should give you some brains first."
Hugo stopped, lit a cigarette and said helplessly, "Dad Damon is helping us, otherwise we would have been taken away by the police at this time. We just lost some salary, and I'm afraid that little money is not enough."
Compensate the medical expenses of those bastards."
"Hugo was right"
Valoro took a sip from his pipe and said in a puff of smoke, "Ever since those old Brazilians got on the ship, they have been trying to get Hugo to give up his position as first mate. Karan, I think they are just deliberately trying to cause trouble for you.
Came to lure Hugo out."
"What did you say?" Karan's eyes widened, obviously he didn't expect this to happen, and a look of guilt appeared on his young face full of wounds again.
"You don't have to feel guilty"
Wei Ran took the cigarette handed by Hugo, and after receiving the other party's glance, he pretended to be careless and said, "They are deliberately looking for trouble for you. You can't escape at all, and Hugo can't escape either. If he even
If you can't protect him, you're even less qualified to be the first mate. The same goes for Valoro and I. If we don't stand by Hugo's side, the other sailors won't help Hugo either."
"so..."
"So Valoro broke that bastard's hand"
Hugo said with a look of gloating, "Since he can no longer work, he will be fired by Damon's father soon, and the people under him will not be able to survive on that ship.
But that old guy Damon will definitely help us keep them for a while. We just need to find a suitable job before then. Then Damon will fire them and tell our ridiculous things to people he knows in Sydney Harbor.
All captains."
"So who are our friends?" Karan asked with a confused look on his face.
"Of course Dad Damon"
Hugo and Valoro answered in unison, with the former adding additionally, "I came back from Singapore more than ten years ago to marry Miranda on the same warship he served on. We are old friends."
"How come I've never heard you mention this?" Karan looked deceived and hurt.
"young man"
Hugo, who was holding a cigarette in his mouth, patted Karan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Sailors on a ship should have some secret friends, so that we can know everything. You see, everyone knows
Dad Damon and I had disagreements about hiring sailors, and there were many sailors with ideas who were willing to share some secrets with me or my best friend Valoro."
"Then those dangerous elements, especially those bastards who want to sneak across the border, will be fired by Damon's father for other reasons." After Valoro said, he blew out a perfect smoke ring, accurately covering Karan's dull face.
Face.
"Okay, let's find a hotel to stay in first."
As he spoke, Hugo flicked the cigarette butt away, hummed an unknown tune, and strode toward a hotel not far away.
With Hugo's familiarity, he easily opened two rooms on the third floor. Hugo threw his luggage to Karan and said, "You and I share a room. After you put down your luggage, let Valoro follow."
You go to Haili and ask her not to come to the pier to look for you recently, and also ask her to pay attention to her safety.
Victor, how about you stay in the same room as Valoro and keep an eye on our luggage? I'll call Brody and maybe I can meet him."
"No problem" Wei Ran happily agreed to Hugo's arrangement.
Seeing this, Hugo turned around and left the hotel alone. Valoro and Karan also sent the three people's luggage to the third floor, said goodbye to Wei Ran and went downstairs to leave.
After opening the door and moving everyone's luggage into the room, Wei Ran locked the door and immediately tried to put the sailor bag and satchel into a metal book.
After trying to no avail, he simply opened Karan's violin case and examined the disassembled shotgun from inside.
At this time, the trench shotgun was almost exactly the same as what he saw in later generations. Not only was it replaced with a 5-round magazine connected to the bayonet holder, but also a 6-round copper bullet was fixed on the right side of the receiver.
Metal ammunition clips for shotshells.
The difference is that the butt of this gun is also tightly wrapped with a very well-made cowhide bushing. The right side of the cowhide bushing is like tying shoelaces, and is firmly tied with a rope.
It was tied to the butt of the gun, and 6 copper-cased shotguns were also fixed with a leather ring on the left side of the butt.
I have to admit that although this cowhide bushing that only adds weight is not practical at all, it does make the gun look much more beautiful. At the same time, it also increases the risk of scratching the cheeks from the spare ammunition on the butt.
.
After closing the violin case, Wei Ran opened Hugo's suitcase again without any mental barriers and checked the Owen submachine gun.
He could be sure that this gun was the same one he saw in later generations. The only difference was that the magazine bag fixed in this suitcase was still the standard 7-pack submachine gun magazine of the British Army during World War II.
bag, and there is no shotgun ammunition bag.
After restoring the suitcase to its original state, Weiran did not check Valoro's backpack, but instead took out the blanket wrapped with the trench gun in his sailor's bag and opened it.
There is basically no difference between this shotgun and the trench gun that belonged to Callan that we just saw - it just doesn't have the fancy and impractical cowhide bushing on the butt.
He even found two canvas ammunition bags containing 12 copper-cased shotshells in the sailor's bag.
Finally, he checked the gas mask bag that could not be stored in the metal book, but he found that in addition to the white copper mosquito coil tube that he had stuffed in with his own hands, there was also a box of batteries that had been seized from the Japanese.
Wooden soap box, and a thick white towel wrapped around the soap box.
Compared with these unexpected things, this bag actually contains the British-made Army Flag camera that was borrowed from the war reporter Brody, as well as a box of film whose wrapping paper has not yet been opened!
Correspondingly, the small jar containing jasmine seeds and the beautiful maple leaf-shaped bottle containing maple syrup were missing from this package.
Finally looking at the shabby little hotel with two single beds and the flies flying around the bed, Wei Ran took out the mosquito coil canister with a canvas cover, relit it and placed it on the lid, and then put the remaining
He took out all the mosquito coils and took out the cloth pad with quicklime to prevent moisture.
What he didn't expect was that under the mosquito-repellent incense tube, there were actually two gold plates with a thickness of more than two millimeters, which were heavy in his hand!
Do these things have any special significance?
Wei Ran frowned and looked at the shotgun, camera and mosquito coils placed on the bed, as well as the extra soap box and the towel wrapped around it, and then recalled this return mission.
Killing 20 enemies must have been completed, and Wei Ran can even guarantee that he has exceeded the target. Not to mention anything else, just the Japs Bai Guang used to shoot the Japs who launched the Ten Thousand Shattered Charge with machine guns before, and the Japs killed by the final stabbing.
I'm afraid I can kill this many enemies, especially the Bren machine gun...
Tsk tsk tsk!
Wei Ran couldn't help but smacked his lips. The joy of the machine gunner must be something that only a driver who drives a combine harvester to cut wheat can slightly empathize with...
I came back to my senses and continued to think about it. I must have finished taking 10 photos, but since I was given a camera again, I had to keep taking pictures if they couldn't keep them all.
Keeping this job in mind, after all the calculations, the only things left to be completed are killing all the crew members and blowing up the engine.
Almost subconsciously, an anti-Japanese broadsword appeared in Wei Ran's hand, then turned into a slender Mauser bayonet, and finally, the bayonet turned into a matte titanium alloy pistol.
"I don't know when I will be able to board the ship..."
Wei Ran muttered secretly, put away the weapons in his hands, and put the objects on the bed back to their original places one by one. Only the mosquito coil canister placed on the table was left, slowly releasing the unique smell.
The smoke poisoned the mosquitoes in this small room.
