In the basement of the library, Wei Ran locked the explosion-proof door, then turned and walked into the studio, placing the clues and items he had just brought from his home area on the long table one by one.
Taking a deep breath, he did not take out the metal book. Instead, he walked to the shelf, took down a bottle of gin, opened it, raised his head and took a sip from the boss.
I hate the harder jungle as much as I hate the history of work related to Poland...
Wei Ran muttered to himself as if he was mentally ill, then rubbed his face vigorously and sat down at the edge of the long table again.
“Find yourself a reason why you must go.”
Wei Ran looked at the things on the table and thought hard, trying to convince himself, but at the same time, he had to admit that he was really scared at this time.
The decision whether to go or not is naturally up to him.
But he also knew that if he didn't go, he might always think about it.
We’ve gone to Stalingrad, we’ve gone to Leningrad, we’ve even gone to Grozny and Savage Mountain, what else is there to be afraid of? Isn’t it just a monkey with a special code that makes it harder...
Wei Ran encouraged himself unyieldingly, and finally took a deep breath, held his breath and took out the metal book.
While he was waiting, the pale yellow pages quickly turned to the latest blank page, and the metal quill also drew a black and white picture.
In this picture, there is a man wearing a large five-leaf camouflage, holding a Bayi bar in his hand, an 81 chest strap around his waist, a red rope of glory bombs hanging on his neck, and a radio station on his back.
Short soldier.
He had a mask on his face, and a bandage that seemed to be stained with blood was wrapped around his right thigh.
But the most important thing is that he seems to be carrying an injured child on his back.
Just after the painting was completed, the metal quill pen also wrote line after line of writing. However, what made Wei Ran extremely worried was that this time the writing turned blood red again!
Role identity: Scout Weiran
Return mission: Complete the missions of guiding, capturing prisoners, and luring enemies, survive until you return to your own position, take at least three group photos, and kill at least 5 enemies.
Language mission: Kill at least two enemies with cold weapons without attracting attention.
As Wei Ran waited expressionlessly, what hit his face this time was not the familiar white light, but a bright red light that seemed to be filled with the smell of blood.
I'm afraid I'm going to die this time...
Wei Ran had such a pessimistic thought out of nowhere, and then saw the props he could use.
"The Mauser bayonet, I know you have it, the compass and the flyback watch, this is good, this can be used. And the flashlight and the engineer shovel? These two are also good, you can also use them!
We also gave P44 kettles to the British troops at Savage Mountain? Not bad, not bad, huh? Why did you give them such an unlucky thing?"
Wei Ran frowned as he looked at the next thing that appeared in the red light.
This Nikon SP camera with a large eye lens was a trophy obtained from the Japanese war criminal photographer at the end of the replica in Papua New Guinea.
However, he didn't expect that this thing that he had hardly taken out since he got it would be so "destined" with the jungle.
But this is not bad. If nothing else, at least this camera is definitely good at shooting in low-light environments, and it is also suitable for use in more difficult jungles.
However, no matter how much he looked forward to it, nothing new appeared in this seemingly man-eating red light.
Not only that, but right after, he also smelled the obvious, almost close-at-hand smell of corpses, as well as the damp and rotten smell unique to the jungle, as well as the strong earthy smell.
Not daring to act rashly, Wei Ran blinked his eyes quickly, and then he saw that he seemed to be in a small cave.
I dug out a "niche" about the size of a lunch box on the red clay wall in front of me. Inside, a candle as long as a cigarette was burning quietly, emitting a faint yellow light, trying to illuminate every inch of space in this small cave.
.
Is it a cat ear piercing?
While Wei Ran was thinking secretly, he used the dim light of the candle to observe the environment in the cave and his own outfit.
He was only wearing a pair of shorts that seemed to have been modified by shortening the trouser legs of the 78-style military uniform. The shorts did not even come with a belt, but only used two elastic bands with red and blue flowers to tighten the waistband.
In addition to this set of shorts, a 81-style chest strap hangs loosely on his shirtless upper body. The four magazine bags on the chest are all stuffed with magazines filled with bullets. There is a set of bullets in the accessory bag on the left.
The gun cleaning tool, in the accessory bag on the right, is an 82-2 hand grenade, half a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes and a small aluminum shell lighter.
First, he unzipped his chest and took a look at the glory bomb hung around his neck with a red cloth rope. Wei Ran then unzipped his pants and took a look. He was completely naked inside, but he didn't even have any underwear.
Forget it, he still found a locust full of blood at the base of his thigh.
Ignoring the soaked and muddy Jiefang shoes on his feet, Wei Ran lit a cigarette and took a long puff, while inhaling the rich and mellow smoke into his lungs without forgetting
He took off his big pants and burned off the leech that was almost on his dick with a cigarette butt.
After an extra careful inspection, Wei Ran took another puff of his cigarette and observed everything inside the cat-ear hole.
This cat ear hole is reinforced with bamboo pieces, and there is a bend in the direction of the exit.
Beside the wooden bed where he was sitting, there were two barrels of 761 compressed biscuits and a box of cans containing luncheon meat and diced pork with soy sauce.
In this box of cans, there were also two glass bottles of canned pineapples, a box of mosquito coils and even a pack of candles.
Next to the box are two white plastic square buckets with a capacity of 25 liters. On one of the square buckets, there is a green enamel funnel tied with green shoelaces.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Almost subconsciously, he took out two compressed biscuits and put them in his pocket, and then stuffed another biscuit into the accessory bag containing the gun cleaning tool.
This was not over yet. He also took out the British Army P44 kettle from the metal book and unscrewed it until he was sure that it was filled with clean water. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and had time to continue looking around.
On the other side of the body, there are two ammunition boxes at the corner of the bed against the bamboo wall. An August 1st rifle with the butt folded is leaning on them. At the head of the bed, there is a
GK80 steel helmet with green cloth cover.
Inside the helmet, there was also a scout dagger and a Type 78 water bottle. On the green canvas bottle cover, the words "Sharp Knife Class Guards" were written in black writing.
Sharp knife class?
Wei Ran's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at the head of the bed. There was a neatly folded blanket, and on one side of the blanket was a 78-style backpack with his name also written on it.
Opening the backpack, in addition to a brand-new set of 78-style green military uniforms, there are also a new pair of Jiefang shoes, two pairs of socks and a rubberized canvas raincoat.
In addition, there is a green thunder (the front cannot be hit, the same below) peak package.
Opening the satchel, Wei Ran couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. In addition to a towel and several boxes of Hongtashan, the bag also contained most of the Monkey King premium jasmine tea stuffed in an enamel jar with a lid.
Especially at the bottom of the enamel pole, there is a tube of film and a small round mirror that is only the size of a palm and wrapped in blue cloth.
There is also a color photo on the back of this small mirror, but the girl in this photo actually has two braids, wearing a green military uniform and black cloth shoes, with a Leifeng bag slung over her shoulder, and holding a 56 and a half in her hand.
, Suisui smiled brightly and brightly like a little fool, and even the background of the photo seemed to be Aiyangdian, where her grandma’s home was located.
You're such a bad book, you're really good at getting things done...
Wei Ran twitched his lips, but somehow he chose to re-wrap the small mirror, stuff it into the magazine bag on his chest, and keep it close to his body.
Smoothly stuffing the scout dagger into another magazine bag on his chest, he picked up the 78 pot, shook it, unscrewed the lid and took a small sip. It was slightly salty and seemed to be mixed with...
Some sandy water.
After swallowing the saliva slowly, he picked up the heavy steel helmet and put it on his head carefully. Then he picked up the August 1st rifle, deftly took it apart and inspected it, and picked it up with his toes.
Opened the other two ammunition boxes beside the bed.
There was nothing else in these two ammunition boxes. They contained boxes of bullets and Type 67 wooden handle grenades.
Quickly reassembling the Bayi bar that had been checked correctly, Weiran took out a bullet from the magazine, put the bullet head against the bullet in the magazine and pressed down gently, and easily removed all the bullets from the magazine.
The magazine was ejected.
He randomly selected a few bullets and weighed them. He pressed the bullets into the magazine as quickly as possible and loaded them into the gun. Then he took out the four magazines in the chest hanger one by one, ejected a few bullets and checked them.
Ichiban.
Until everything was confirmed, he had time to take out the camera, flashlight and other items from the metal book and check them.
Fortunately, the metal notebook was extra generous this time. Not only did the flashlight have batteries and sufficient power, but the camera also contained a roll of film that had not yet been used.
Carrying the camera in one hand and the 81 bar in the other, he crawled out of the corner at the waist. Wei Ran turned around, raised the camera, adjusted it, and pressed the shutter towards this damp and dim cat ear hole.
"Wei Ran! Where is Wei Ran from the Sharp Knife Squad! Comrade Wei Ran!"
Almost at the same time as he released the shutter, a deliberately controlled shout came from outside the cat's ear hole.
"arrive!"
While Wei Ran put away the camera, he responded in a low voice, and then noticed a young soldier who was dressed similar to himself and looked to be about 20 years old, crouching close to the entrance of the cave and whispering, "Comrade Wei Ran,
Hurry up and get your weapons and equipment and come with me, the knife squad leader is calling you."
"Okay, right away!"
Although Wei Ran didn't know who the other party was, let alone who the "Knife Squad Leader" he was talking about was, he agreed very readily and moved very quickly.
Digging back into the depths of the Maoer Cave, Wei Ran stuffed the water bottle on the bedside into his backpack and carried it in his hand. He turned around and got out again. Following the young soldier, he hunched over the traffic trench and left the place.
I don’t know if there will be a chance for my cat’s ear piercing to come back.
"The knife squad leader is right there."
The young soldier leading the way raised his finger and pointed to the junction of the traffic trenches not far away, "Comrade Wei Ran, you can go there by yourself, I will take over your work."
"good"
Wei Ran responded, continued to bend his waist, walked over quickly with a backpack in one hand and a rifle in the other.
Soon, he saw a short soldier who only had an extra hurdle vest on his upper body and a belt on his waist.
"Come here quickly." The other party waved to Wei Ran and whispered in Mandarin with an indiscernible accent, "Follow me, I have a mission."
"What mission?"
Wei Ran followed the other party and continued to move along the traffic trench while ducking and asking in a low voice. By the way, he also glanced at the other party's wrist.
However, the other party's wrist was wrapped with a green towel, so it was impossible to tell whether he was wearing the Dongfeng brand watch.
"how could I know"
The short soldier, who seemed to be the squad leader, explained in a low voice as he walked away, "The platoon leader asked me to bring an assistant to see him, and he didn't say anything else."
Hearing this, Wei Ran stopped asking any more questions and followed the opponent out of the position. After turning left and right, he got into the bed of a truck that seemed to be waiting for them.
"Are there any cigarettes?" Squad Leader Dao asked impatiently before the car started.
"have"
Wei Ran took out a pack of Hongtashan from his backpack and handed it to the other person, then took out a lighter, waited for the other person to open the cigarette case, and then lit a cigarette for the other person.
"You can keep it, I still have it."
Wei Ran refused the cigarettes handed back by the other party, then took out the previous half pack and lit one for himself.
"When you get to the command post, hurry up and get a haircut, take a shower, and put on new clothes." Squad Leader Dao said in a puff of smoke, "Have you prepared your suicide note?"
Wei Ran was stunned when he heard this, and then replied, "It has been prepared for a long time."
"That's enough." Squad Leader Dao waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him, but said nothing more.
Less than half an hour later, the truck stopped. The squad leader Dao also asked Wei Ran to get out of the car. He pointed to a red brick house and said, "You can get a haircut there, and you can take a shower next door. Go quickly. I'll do it later."
past."
"Okay" Wei Ran responded immediately, carrying his backpack and striding into the bathroom.
The bathhouse is not big, and there are only 10 shower heads fixed on the wall. At this time, several young men were taking a bath in the inner room and talking to each other in a dialect that Wei Ran could hardly understand.
What are you wearing?
Taking off his rudimentary clothes, Wei Ran got into the shower room, randomly selected a position and turned on the switch. Suddenly, warm water poured down from his head.
He picked up what seemed to be a communal soap from the small basket on the wall and rubbed it all over his body. When Wei Ran was about to wash away the foam all over his body and go out, he noticed two people walking in carrying a washbasin.
"I heard that this time the regiment leader found us an old scout who has fought in self-defense and counterattack to lead the way?"
One of the two people walked in and asked in an authentic Beijing accent. When he finished speaking, he happened to be standing under the shower head next to Wei Ran.
“Not very attractive”
Another person stood under the shower of the "Beijing Movie" across from Wei Ran, and said in Mandarin with a slight nasal sound and Guanzhong accent, "niania! That knife squad leader is amazing. I heard the platoon leader said, he.
..”
"Xiao Xifeng, Xiao Xifeng, you are already a communications soldier, can't you speak Mandarin?"
The Beijing movie guy next to Wei Ran interrupted him, "niania, niania, I don't even know how to write these two words."
"You"
The soldier known as "Xiao Xifeng" put down the enamel basin in his hand, and finally said in Mandarin with a less accented voice, "This knife squad leader is extraordinary."
"Why is this unusual?" Najing Pianzi asked as if he was praising her.
Obviously, Xiao Xifeng, who has a simple personality, did not "get" the other party's little joke. While soaping his body, he said, "Well... I heard from the platoon leader that he used to be a militiaman in front of the branch, and he was from Laoshan.
When he came to the front, his family was killed by those yellow dogs (the military monkeys were called yellow dogs at that time, and the civilian monkeys were black dogs).
He can speak Vietnamese and is familiar with the terrain there. In 1979, he worked as a guide and translator with the reconnaissance company of the 40th Division. Well... I heard that it would be more difficult to move supplies if we went together.
Later, the knife squad leader seemed to have made a great contribution. I heard that even the division commander had met him and made an exception to keep him and assigned him to the reconnaissance company. Now he is the squad leader of the sharp knife squad. With him here this time, he will definitely win nine out of ten
stable."
"Hey! You've already met the teacher, so you're just a squad leader, right?" Na Jingqianzi said disappointedly.
"Hey! Don't dare to talk nonsense!"
Xiao Xifeng wiped the Momo around her eyes, lowered her voice and explained, "Well, I heard that Squad Leader Dao is illiterate, and when he fought with the 40th Division, he also killed many yellow dogs and
The black dog avenged his family. If not for this, he might have been in the newspapers and become a company commander!"
"Even the black dog was killed?"
Na Jingxian was surprised, so he lowered his voice and showed most of his snow-white buttocks to Wei Ran, who was eavesdropping.
"Niania! I heard that he killed more than a dozen black dogs, big and small! He even burned down the house!"
Xiao Xifeng whispered, "But it's all thanks to him, otherwise I don't know how many people would have died at that time. I heard that the leader directly gave him his watch."
"There's something about this guy"
Na Jingqianzi seemed to be interested. He picked up a bottle of shampoo from his basin, which was definitely considered a luxury product nowadays, squeezed out a large amount and applied it on Xiao Xifeng's head, and then squeezed out another amount and applied it to Xiao Xifeng's head.
on his own head.
"Hey? Do you need it? I see your hair is longer than mine, is it from the front line?" Na Jingpianzi said, and already handed the bottle of shampoo to Wei Ran.
"Thanks"
Wei Ran, who was eavesdropping, waved his hand after he finished speaking, "I'll cut my hair later, so I won't need it."
"Is your accent from the north?" The Beijing film maker immediately became interested, "I'm Lu Yao, what do you call me, comrade? Where are you from?"
"Ma Li" Wei Ran casually made up a name that the other party must have heard countless times, "I've already been called this name, how can you not know me?"
