Before Wei Ran could finish smoking the relit cigar, Phil and Julian also renegotiated the truce agreement.
The content was as simple and straightforward as expected. The distribution of supplies was changed from the number of small heads to the number of big heads. In addition, Heidi and Spear had just moved in and obtained Spanish citizenship.
Correspondingly, perhaps because of Wei Ran's reminder, Julian also specifically pointed out that no matter who it was, once someone tried to snatch his weapons or occupy public supplies or personal belongings, he had the right to shoot and kill them.
"I think we should write these terms down and post them somewhere."
Phil put forward his suggestions very seriously.
Julian, a strict German, actually nodded in agreement, pointed to a cabinet, and said in German, "There is a map there. We can write the agreed content on the back of the map."
Seeing the two "negotiators" looking at him, Wei Ran, who was watching the excitement, stood up slowly, opened the cabinet and dug out the map he had scribbled on in the first scene, as well as the accompanying red stick.
Blue Pencil, then moved the bedside table that served as the operating table back, and re-inserted the chair legs into the fixed rings on the wall to prevent them from moving.
When he finished cleaning up the mess on the table and laid out the map, Phil picked up the thick red and blue pencil, looked at it, and asked in Latin, "Mr. Julian, is this the only pen here?"
"
Seeing Julian spreading his hands, Wei Ran secretly sighed that the metal book was really "cheap". He took out the pen and put it on the table and said, "I guess you guys need a more formal pen, but after using it,
Remember to return it to me, it is my lucky thing."
"Thanks!"
Phil immediately took the pen with a smile on his face and wrote the terms he and Julian had carefully discussed on the back of the map one by one in English, Latin and German.
"The last agreement is about flare guns and flares."
Julian suggested, "In weather where we can see the sun, stars, and moon, and as long as we hear the sound of an airplane flying over, we must send out a signal flare."
"Whether it's a British plane or a German plane," Phil added.
"certainly"
Julian nodded, "How about letting Mr. Captain Victor take this job? I believe he is a fair enough gentleman."
"I have no opinion"
After Phil finished speaking, he translated the results of his discussion with Julian into English and informed Wei Ran. After Julian had finished speaking, he also translated the matter into German and repeated it, and asked him to do so in person.
Wrote this last item in English and German.
In the end, the three of them signed their names in the bottom corner, and Phil finally added a particularly precise date: September 16, 1940.
Not only that, there is enough space under each clause. Obviously, after Heidi and Spear wake up, they are going to ask them what their native language is, and have them write down the agreement and sign it.
.
Although this sounds troublesome and a bit of "formal child's play", for this small buoy at this time, these temporary "laws" are the best way to avoid conflicts before completely breaking up.
As for why he didn't choose to kill Julian even though he had just obtained Spear's weapon, Wei Ran just didn't want to try in vain to change history. As for Phil...
Maybe he has the moral restraint of a doctor not to shoot the wounded, or he just doesn't want to engage in a meaningless confrontation before being rescued, or maybe he just doesn't feel ashamed to do so.
After all, the final fate of the people in this buoy actually all depends on whether the German rescue plane discovers them first or the British rescue plane discovers them first.
Therefore, before rescue arrives, it makes no sense for these pilots who belong to the sky to fight in the army's way.
What's more, if you can capture an enemy pilot, it will be a huge achievement - even Julian probably thinks so.
But this is not the case for Heidi and Spear. Both of them are carrying the murder cases of German chain dogs or German lighthouse keepers or even patrol members. They cannot be caught by the Germans under any circumstances. In other words, they have
Sufficient reason and necessity to kill Julian.
While Wei Ran was secretly analyzing the situation, Phil had already nailed the map with the terms of the agreement written on it to the cabinet door next to the entrance with the pin in the map bag.
"Phil, the next step is a verbal agreement."
It was only at this moment that Julian lit half of his cigar, "We need someone to stand guard overhead and keep an eye on the weather conditions and whether we can see the land on either side of the strait."
"What suggestions do you have?" Phil asked in Latin.
"Both the Jewish man and I were hurt."
Julian calmly gave enough trust to everyone present, "So how about you and Victor being on guard? Of course, if the lady is in good health after she wakes up, she can also be counted as one."
"No problem," Phil agreed happily, and then translated it into English and relayed it to Wei Ran, who actually understood Latin.
"I have no objection." It was only then that Wei Ran nodded and accepted the job.
"Victor, can I continue to use your pen?" Phil asked.
"certainly"
Wei Ran nodded again, "Do you want to continue to agree on some new rules with Mr. Julian? For example, a cleaning duty schedule or something?"
"of course not"
Phil smiled and said, "I want to write a letter to my wife. In case we are captured by the Germans, maybe Mr. Julian is willing to help me deliver this letter to the UK and deliver it to my wife."
inside."
"You are such a good husband," Wei Ran said with a smile.
"Of course," Phil said proudly, "I will still be a good father. My wife and I are preparing to have a baby."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After saying this, Phil switched to Latin again and asked Julian if he could find anything in the buoy that he could use to write a letter.
Hearing this, Julian didn't ask in detail at all. He reached out and opened the radio station that Wei Ran had helped carry to the bedside not long ago. He opened the cover above and took out a loose-leaf telegraph book from it and handed it to Phil.
, “Are these papers okay?”
"Of course, thank you."
After politely thanking Phil, he took the telegram book, but did not go far. He sat directly beside Julian's bed, and after some thought, he began to write a letter home to his wife.
"Are you writing a letter?" Julian, who was leaning against the bed, took a sip of a cigar with less than a third of it left. While asking, he also took out a pack of German cigarettes and threw them to Phil.
"Write a letter to my wife"
Phil took the cigarette, lit one, and introduced in Latin, "She is a nurse. We got married three years ago."
"I'm married too," Julian said in a puffed voice. "She's a music teacher. Our child will be born next year."
"This is great news"
Phil simply stopped writing and asked with excitement, "Have you decided on a name for your unborn child? My wife and I are also planning to have a child, and we have already thought of a name."
"Think about it"
Julian smiled and nodded, "If it's a boy, call her Attila, if it's a girl, call her Barbara."
"I've also decided on a name for my future child."
Phil smiled and said, "If it's a boy, call him William, that's my brother's name. If it's a girl, call her Margaret, the same name as the little princess of England."
"Phil, did you just mention William?" Wei Ran, who had been eavesdropping, asked in English.
"right"
Phil nodded, "It's my brother, his name is William, what? Do you know anyone named William?"
"My last navigator was named William"
Wei Ran made some nonsense and asked in a joking tone, "What does your brother do?"
"He's a firefighter"
Phil introduced, "He was a firefighter before the war. He and his companions were responsible for putting out the fires caused by the bombs Mr. Julian dropped on London."
Hearing this, Wei Ran suppressed the curiosity in his heart and did not continue to ask. He just stood up and pointed to the top of his head and said, "You guys continue talking, I'll go up and take a look."
"Do you want to go up? Take this"
Although Julian couldn't understand English, he understood Wei Ran's gesture of pointing to the top of his head. He took out a telescope from under the pillow and handed it over. At the same time, he did not forget to say, "Remember to bring the flare gun."
"OK"
As Wei Ran spoke, he took the telescope and hung it around his neck. He then took the flare gun and two flares, bypassed Spear's gondola, and climbed up the ladder to the buoy deck.
After taking a look at the surrounding night and the much thicker fog, Wei Ran didn't even raise the telescope in his hand, but carefully turned over the body of Machine Gunner Connor.
What he didn't expect was that in the boots of Connor's body, or to be precise, on the wool socks on the inside of the trouser legs wrapped in the boots, there was a PPK pistol.
Calmly putting the small pistol into his pocket, he took off Connor's other boot and inspected it carefully, and successfully found four knives in the sock of this foot.
A gold bar the size of your pinky finger.
There is no doubt that neither this small German pistol nor these four small gold bars can be the personal belongings of British bomber gunner Connor. Obviously, they all came from the shrewd Spear.
Weighing the gold bar in his hand, Wei Ran put it into his pocket. Then he walked to the other deck, preparing to continue searching on Spear and Heidi's inflatable raft to see what else was hidden.
.
However, when he walked to the ladder, he found that the rubber raft had disappeared in just a short time.
No, does this buoy hate rubber rafts so much? This is already the second inflatable raft that has run away from home, right?
Wei Ran muttered to himself, turned around and got into the watchtower, closed the hatches on both sides and returned to the buoy.
"How is the weather outside?" Julian was the first to ask.
"The fog has gotten thicker and I can't see anything now." Wei Ran answered truthfully.
"So the wind on the sea has stopped." Julian analyzed the weather conditions reported by Weihan to his advantage.
"Victor, you should also take a rest." Phil, who was still writing letters under the oil lamp, said, "I will stay overnight."
"Then I'll trouble you."
As he spoke, Wei Ran took off his boots and climbed to the upper bunk above Heidi's head. While lying down, he said, "If that lady or the Jew wakes up, remember to wake me up."
"I'll wake you up then."
Phil made the promise without raising his head, and then said in Latin, "Mr. Julian, you should also take a rest. This will help your wound heal."
"I'll sleep when I'm sleepy," Yuri agreed absentmindedly.
Seeing this, Phil didn't say anything more. He got up and climbed to Julian's upper bunk, leaning against the wall and continuing to write a letter from home that he didn't know if he would have a chance to use.
That night, Wei Ran didn't sleep very soundly, because not long after he fell asleep, the buoy began to shake more and more violently.
In a daze, Wei Ran opened his eyes, and then found that Phil on the upper bunk opposite him was already asleep, but Julian on the lower bunk was holding the pen belonging to Wei Ran with his uninjured left hand.
Something was scrawled on the loose-leaf telegraph book.
Seeing this, Wei Ran smiled and glanced at the watch hung by his bedside, and then closed his eyes in relief. It was only around four in the morning, and it was still early before dawn.
Almost as soon as he fell asleep again, Julian put the cap on the pen, then carefully tore off the two telegraph newspapers full of words, and then took out a glass bottle with sugar from under the pillow.
, and stuffed the letter into it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After thinking for a moment, he picked up the pen again, wrote something on the telegraph paper, tore it off again, folded it in half, and stuffed it into a long paper together with the sugar bowl.
He put his sleeve flying gloves under the pillow again, lay down again and stared at the kerosene lamp above his head, at Heidi lying on the bed opposite, and then at the Weiyan diagonally above and the hammock lying in the distance.
Inside, he followed Spear, who was rocking back and forth without knowing whether he was alive or dead.
In Julian's long silence, time passed by minute by minute, but the rescue buoy was shaking more and more violently. Even if he was hiding inside, he could clearly hear the scary sound of waves outside.
Under the noise, Wei Ran was woken up first, followed by Phil.
"Now that you're awake, let's get some food." Julian, who seemed to have been up all night, said, "It's time to have breakfast now."
Picking up his watch and looking at it, Wei Ran couldn't help but nodded. Indeed, it was almost eight o'clock in the morning, almost nine o'clock.
"Let me prepare breakfast!" Phil volunteered.
"I'll do it"
Wei Ran couldn't trust the British cooking skills. "Phil, you are a pharmacist. Please help check the condition of the three wounded. Then you can go to the deck to take a look. I left the telescope and flare gun above my head last night."
It’s in the watchtower. Also, take all our wet clothes and hang them in the watchtower.”
"No problem!" Phil agreed happily. Naturally, he would not have any objections to Weiran's arrangements.
While Wei Ran relit the oil stove and used a small pot to heat the cans, Phil first examined Julian's wounds, and then examined Spear and Heidi one after another.
“They are all doing pretty well.”
Phil climbed up with the wet flight suit and said, "Mr. Julian's wound is not infected. The lady seems to have a cold. The color of the Jewish man's injured hand has also recovered, and his hand is saved."
.”
What bad news... Wei Ran muttered secretly, while not forgetting to pour some more water into the pot.
Before he could prepare breakfast, Phil, who had already climbed up to the watchtower, put his head in and shouted, "Gentlemen, there is bad news. The two bodies on the deck are missing."
"I knew it..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself while Phil switched to Latin and shouted the same content. He had already guessed that this kind of thing would happen.
This shouting did not cause much reaction from Julian and Wei Ran, but instead woke up Heidi who was lying on the bed.
"you're awake?"
Wei Ran greeted her warmly, and before she could ask any questions, he pointed to the hammock not far away and said proactively, "Your husband is still alive, but he hasn't woken up yet."
Hearing this, Heidi immediately lifted up the blanket and moved the still warm kettle behind her. She was about to get up. Then, as expected, her feet fell softly and she fell to the ground.
"Can you get up on your own?" Wei Ran asked while stirring the contents of the pot with a dinner spoon.
"I...I can"
Heidi gritted her teeth, stood up with difficulty, and staggered to the hammock while holding on to the bed and glanced at Spear, who was still unconscious.
"Thank you, thank you for saving me and Spear." Heidi said gratefully.
"Sit down first"
Wei Ran smiled at the other party, "What's your name?"
"Heidi, Heidi Binoche"
While answering Wei Ran's question, Heidi looked at the surrounding environment, and as expected, was startled when she saw Julian in a Luftwaffe uniform.
"We have temporarily reached an armistice agreement with the German pilot Mr. Julian."
Wei Ran pointed to the map pinned on the cabinet not far away with the spoon in his hand, "The specific agreement is there, you can go and take a look."
Hearing this, Heidi hesitated for a moment and then walked over. After some reading, she felt visibly relieved.
"Heidi, are you French?" Wei Ran asked casually.
"right"
Heidi nodded, "My husband Spear and I are both French, and we are planning to cross the Channel and flee to England. Sir, what do you call us?"
"Victor"
Wei Ran enthusiastically introduced, "There is another person on the deck above me, my navigator Phil. He and I are both British bomber pilots."
"How far is it from England?" Heidi asked.
"Sorry, we don't know either." Wei Ran spread his hands, "There is also bad news. Your and Mr. Spear's inflatable raft was lost by the waves."
Hearing this, Heidi's face turned pale, and she sat down on the bed again in a panic. Then she picked up a kettle, unscrewed the lid and drank a lot.
"How did you escape from France?" Wei Ran asked casually, "Were it just the two of you?"
After saying this, two tears streaked across Heidi's cheeks. The girl said sadly, "There was originally my sister. We wore diving suits and went into the sea under the A River. Spear wanted to escape this time.
It took a long time to prepare, but my sister was still killed by those damn Najib grenades."
Hearing this, Wei Ran opened his mouth, and just when he was about to reveal something seemingly unintentionally, the warning high-temperature burning sensation on his left hand made him wisely close his mouth.
"Maybe your sister is still alive."
Wei Ran said something that sounded like comfort, "The power of the grenade will be much reduced if it is thrown in the river. If you are lucky, it will not be fatal."
"Really?!" Heidi asked excitedly, as if grasping a life-saving straw.
"certainly"
Wei Ran responded matter-of-factly, and then changed the subject amidst the increasingly unbearable burning sensation in his left hand, "Madam, if it's convenient, how about you help me take out the tableware? It's in that cabinet.
inside."
"well!"
Heidi seemed to gain motivation again in an instant. She immediately stood up and walked to the cabinet pointed by Wei Ran. She first took out the three German army lunch boxes, then looked at Julian, and then took out the fourth lunch box together.
Passed it to Wei Ran.
"What did you say to this woman?" Julian asked in German.
"nothing"
Wei Ran said while putting food into the lunch box, "Her name is Heidi, and the Jew lying in the hammock is her husband Spear. They escaped from near the A River."
Taking the lunch box and a few biscuits stacked together from Wei Ran, Julian asked while eating, "Do they want to cross the strait? There is no difference between doing so in this season and committing suicide."
"You'll die if you stay, especially that Jew." Wei Ran replied simply, passing another lunch box and a few biscuits to Heidi.
"Sir, is there a bathroom here?" Heidi asked after taking the food.
"There is no bathroom here." Wei Ran pointed to the top of his head, "But you can go up there to solve the problem and call Phil down by the way."
Hearing this, Heidi nodded, placed the food on the table, carefully walked around the hammock, and climbed up the ladder to the buoy deck.
Soon after, Phil climbed down from above, took the food delivered by Wei Ran and said, "The wind and waves outside were too great. Not only were the bodies of Connor and the German navigator blown away by the waves, but also the
A lady and her husband’s inflatable raft is also missing, and of course, there’s good news.”
"What good news?"
Wei Ran served himself a portion of food, turned off the oil stove and sat beside Julian's bed and asked.
"The fog on the sea has been blown away temporarily. Although it is still cloudy, the visibility is very good."
Phil said while eating, "Unfortunately, I didn't see any planes or ships in my field of vision, let alone the coastline."
"So we have no idea where it drifted to?" Wei Ran asked after translating Phil's words into German.
"If I can see the stars at night, I might be able to calculate the approximate location."
Phil said confidently, "I learned how to make a simple sextant when I was training as a navigator."
"I hope the weather will be nice tonight"
Wei Ran echoed absentmindedly, "Good weather? Stop dreaming! The weather will not be particularly good in the next two days - I remember it clearly in the history books."
Before the conversation about the weather ended, Heidi sneezed and climbed down the ladder.
"Ms. Heidi, let's eat." Wei Ran pointed to the last portion of breakfast left on the table and said.
"Thanks"
Heidi thanked her gratefully, then picked up the German lunch box, soaked the biscuits in it, and ate it hungrily.
While eating, Wei Ran also asked about Heidi's situation through small talk.
However, I don’t know if she wanted to hide the fact that she killed the chain dog, but Heidi’s identity was not that of a tailor, but an ordinary professional background like a “farmer’s wife”.
"This beautiful lady doesn't look like a peasant woman," Julian said almost certainly in Latin while putting food in his mouth, "she is a city girl."
“Prying into a lady’s secrets is not the gentlemanly thing to do.”
Phil put a piece of soft beef into his mouth and chewed it, then changed the subject and said, "Julian, your German canned beef tastes really good. I haven't eaten such delicious beef in a long time."
"What did you eat?" Julian also changed the subject and asked.
"Don't say anything else"
Phil scooped up the second piece of beef and put it into his mouth. While chewing, he said, "Last week I got a can of beef, which was produced in 1918. I wanted to make the piece of beef that could be used as a salt brick become
It was boiled in water for a full two hours before it could be eaten, and it was pounded several times with a hammer during the process.
To tell you the truth, I once fired a shot at another cut of corned beef from around the same time with my Webley pistol, but the bullet didn't even penetrate that cut of beef. It didn't even penetrate.
.”
"You should use the saw," Julian said as he ate.
"That's a good idea," Phil said angrily, "Why didn't I think of it at the time."
The topic of beef had just ended when Spear, who was lying in the hammock, woke up with a cough.
Heidi reacted much faster than the three Weiran people. She ran over with a lunch box in hand, squatted beside the hammock and called Spier softly.
"Heidi, we..." Spear looked around blankly and asked in French, "Have we arrived in England?"
"Not yet, we haven't arrived in England yet." Heidi hugged each other and said with a cry, "We are still at sea."
"That's it..."
Spear breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head with difficulty and looked around.
When he saw Wei Ran and Phil, who were also walking over with lunch boxes, and especially when he saw Julian half-sitting on the bed not far away in uniform, his eyes couldn't help but flash.
A trace of vigilance and fear, and...a well-hidden murderous intention.
