In the helicopter cabin that was surrounded by noise, after Wei Ran fixed the seat belt around his waist, he first wrapped the strap of the Minolta camera around his wrist, and then pointed it at the cabin with one hand holding a camera.
M16 rifle, platoon leader George the Wild Boar holds a telescope with his tattooed hand and looks out of the cabin.
Taking advantage of the "professional advantage" of having a rich viewfinder, he loudly reminded, "Platoon Commander George, Platoon Commander George, how about taking off your glasses?"
Hearing this, Captain Wild Boar George turned his head to look at Wei Ran, and happily took off the toad glasses that were covering his glasses.
With just one glance, Wei Ran, who was hiding behind the camera, shrank. The sincerity, gentleness, and enthusiasm in those eyes were so real that they seemed unreal, like...
Just like the way he straightened his waist and leaned forward slightly at this moment and the posture of his body, they were too consistent with the "camera aesthetic" and also too consistent with the attitude of "personal heroism" that is most popular in the United States.
Is this a pretense of "great integrity", or was the previous guess wrong?
Wei Ran pressed the shutter button generously while muttering to himself that was obscured by the noise of the helicopter.
Giving a thumbs up gesture to the other party, Wei Ran moved closer to the edge of the unclosed cabin door, stretched out half of his upper body, and pointed the camera at the jungle under the fuselage, as well as the paddy fields and villages in between.
But this time, he didn't press the shutter - these meaningless scenery were not worth pressing the shutter at all.
While he was busy taking pictures, Zack in the same cabin was chatting with Platoon Leader Wild Boar George using the only communication headset the three reporters had. Even Li Youfu was using the headset hanging around his neck.
A Konica camera was used to take their own "make-up photos" of every American soldier in the cabin, including the helicopter pilot.
In a relatively harmonious atmosphere, the helicopter only flew for less than 20 minutes when a small village appeared outside the cabin.
There are only about twenty or thirty thatched houses in this village. In addition, there are dry paddy fields surrounding the village, buffaloes in the fields, and shepherd boys riding buffaloes.
Soon, four helicopters circled and surrounded the small village from four directions. Then, these helicopters landed one after another. After putting down the soldiers in the cabin, they took off one after another and continued to use the machine guns mounted on the edge of the cabin to attack the enemy.
Preparations may be required for suppressive fire.
The second to last one, the helicopter taken by Wei Ran and others landed on the flat ground next to the paddy field.
When the helicopter they were on took off, and when the last helicopter dropped the soldiers from the squad it was carrying, Wild Boar George took off the steel helmet he put on after boarding the helicopter, and asked his platoon sergeant and
The communications soldiers following behind each borrowed steel helmets, and then handed them to the three guards.
"Gentlemen, even if you don't like to wear turtle shell-like body armor, at least wear a steel helmet." Platoon Leader George said gently.
"Thanks"
Zach went out of his way to take a photo of Platoon Leader Wild Boar George, who was carrying three steel helmets. Then he waved his hand and refused, saying, "The helmets are too distracting for us to take pictures. Besides, we don't have to participate in the battle, so we'll leave it to them."
You guys."
Hearing this, Platoon Leader Wild Boar George did not refuse, but returned the helmets to their respective owners, and at the same time said, "Angus, you should follow the three reporters, and be sure to ensure their safety.
"
"yes!"
Angus responded, then opened his grenade launcher and inserted a No. 4 buckshot shell for close combat self-defense into it.
When everything was ready, Platoon Leader Wild Boar George issued an action order and entered this small village with four helicopters for air surveillance and in conjunction with the infantry's tactic of surrounding three and one missing.
There were only twenty or thirty wooden houses in total, and there were four helicopters overhead with machine guns as support. Even a "veteran" like Weiran would judge the next operation as surgical perfection.
Soon, less than a hundred villagers were gathered into the dry paddy fields on the edge of the village.
Then, in a few sporadic exchanges of fire, the soldiers of Team T successfully captured six or seven guerrillas who were suspected of hiding here, and seized some items in a tunnel, such as the Chinese-made 56 punch, the original AK47, and even
Weapons like SKS and even M3 submachine guns and RPG rocket launchers.
This "clearance battle" lasted less than half an hour, and the price paid by Team T was only a white rifleman who was shot in the thigh.
Under the treatment of Toothless medic Angus, there was no possibility of life-threatening injuries. The medic did not even need to be sent back to the cowshed camp. The medic completed debridement and suturing of the wounded in a thatched house.
And a series of bandaging work.
If this short and smooth battle was perfect, then the behavior of platoon leader Wild Boar George asking his platoon sergeants to distribute canned luncheon meat to the villagers and candy to the children revealed the urinary nature of American soldiers.
Wei Ran couldn't help but shook his head secretly - this show-like battle was really a bit too intense.
The problems he could see could also be seen by Zach and Li Youfu. After all, this was not their first time going to the front line. Naturally, they knew that everything they just saw was too "dreamlike".
Perhaps because of this, Zack, who originally used a Leica camera, changed his shooting equipment to a half-frame camera that was less wasteful of film.
"Platoon Commander George"
Just as a group of American soldiers were loading all the collected weapons and captured guerrillas into the cabin, a white American soldier also found the wild boar George who was being interviewed by Zach, "Boss, there is an old man in the village.
The sole of his foot was pierced by a bamboo stick, and when we first noticed it, the sole of his foot was already infected."
"Angus, please."
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How to deal with it."
Upon hearing this, Angus, who had just treated the wounded, immediately responded, "Leave it to me."
Before he finished speaking, he had already put away the medical bag and disappeared after the soldier.
He glanced at Wei Ran without any trace, and while writing in his interview notebook, Zach asked, "George, does this happen often? I mean, do you often rescue South Vietnamese villagers in need?
?”
"certainly"
George replied in a matter-of-fact and nonchalant tone, "We are all children of God. We are all created equal, so why not help them? Especially when we have the ability to help them."
"This is a really good sentence. Can I quote it directly into my report?" Zach asked without looking up while writing quickly.
"certainly"
George responded with a smile, and then asked as if he was joking, "I heard that you have a lot of interesting playing cards in your hand? How about using that as reward? Of course, I don't think you need to write this down.
Already."
"No problem at all"
Zach agreed to the other party's "deal" without thinking, stopped writing and said, "Troyer, do you have any playing cards with you? Give a box to Mr. George, and also give him a radio as a gift. That's it."
American heroes with a sense of justice deserve such a gift."
Hearing this, Li Youfu nodded, took off the backpack he was carrying, dug out a box of "poker cards" from the upper backpack, and then pulled out a paper box the size of a cigarette box, handing it over as well.
Gave it to George the Boar.
"This is a miniature radio produced by China National Radio and Television Network. The quality is very good." Zach introduced enthusiastically while putting away his interview notebook.
"Can I open it?" Platoon leader George first put away the playing cards, then looked at the cardboard box in his hand and asked.
"Of course," Zach said with a smile, "it's you now."
Upon hearing this, Zack the Wild Boar immediately opened the cardboard box and pulled out a radio with a black leather case.
This small radio is only about the size of a cigarette box without a filter. It can be operated without taking off the leather case. There is even a retractable antenna next to it.
"I love this little thing!"
Platoon leader George couldn't put it down and played with this little radio.
"Let me help you put the batteries in it."
While Li Youfu was talking, he had already taken out a magazine bag from his bag, took out a button battery, took out a few, and skillfully helped Platoon Leader George put them into the radio.
After turning it on and trying it, Wild Boar George pinned it directly to the rubber strip of the car inner tube stretched on his helmet, and kept saying, "It looks like I can listen to the Voice of America radio program tonight.
Zach, can it get VOA?"
"maybe"
Zach smiled and spread his hands, "At least if you are lucky, you can listen to CBS programs."
"I'll try it tonight"
Wild Boar George touched the small gift pinned to his helmet, then picked up his weapon and said, "Mr. Zack, of course, and Mr. Victor and Troyer, our mission here is about to end, you can
Let’s take a walk around the village before heading back.”
“We did want to walk around the village”
Zach said first, "Can we talk to those villagers?"
"Of course," Platoon Leader George agreed happily.
"In this case, gentlemen, let us hurry up." After Zach finished speaking, he was the first to take a step towards the direction of the village.
After taking a few steps to catch up with Zach, Li Youfu whispered strangely, "We unexpectedly met a real gentleman, Zach. This seems to be different from the rumors you mentioned to me yesterday."
"yes..."
Zach made a noncommittal and perfunctory sound, but did not explain. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "Let's go see Angus and take some photos of him. Troye, you can move freely this time."
"
"Don't you need me to translate for you?" Li Youfu asked unexpectedly.
“No need for today”
Zach smiled and said, "Today's protagonists are the gentlemen of Team T, but you must seize this rare opportunity for free interviews."
"I will cherish this opportunity!"
Li Youfu nodded excitedly and ran towards the dry paddy fields on the edge of the village.
"It seems that you also hold on to this performance..."
"Reservation"
Zach stopped, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, gave one to Wei Ran, then lit it and said, "Whether it's a reporter or a photographer, there are only three kinds of cigarettes in this war.
choose."
"What three options?" Wei Ran asked casually after taking the cigarette and lighting it, and continued to follow the other person.
"The first is to help politicians create the American heroes they need." Zach puffed out a cloud of smoke, "The second is to serve the anti-war."
"What about the third type?" Wei Ran asked.
"Reveal the truth" Zach smiled and gave the last option.
"What are your options?"
Faced with the question thrown back by Wei Ran, Zach moved the hand holding the cigarette and gave a response that he didn't know which option to classify, "I am only loyal to the lens in my hand, okay,
Mr. Victor, let us first see what Angus thinks and answers."
"Your tone doesn't sound like a photographer or reporter," Wei Ran said in a joking tone, "just like your body shape doesn't sound like a photographer or reporter at all."
"What does that look like?" Zach asked with interest, "Doesn't it look like Mr. George looks like a platoon leader?"
"almost"
Wei Ran walked all the way and replied, "Your body shape looks more like a boxer, but your tone just now is more like a detective trying to understand the truth. In addition, you generously gave various small gifts to bribe the interviewee,
Instead, he looks like a Jewish businessman without underwear."
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Zach laughed and patted Wei Ran on the shoulder, but did not continue the topic, "Okay, I've definitely talked to Angus, what about you? Do you want to come together?"
Wei Ran shook the half-frame camera in his hand and said, "I'll take a walk by myself. I plan to see the tunnels of those guerrillas."
Seeing this, Zach picked up the same half-frame camera hanging around his neck with tacit understanding, as if they had reached a consensus on something, just like... just like the half-frame camera took a picture
The photos are also the same as the photos.
Ignoring Zach, who had already walked to Angus's side, Wei Ran walked to the location where the battle had just occurred, squatted down and took photos of the two guerrillas at the door of the thatched house who had been killed by the machine gun from the helicopter, and then
He leaned forward and looked at the narrow tunnel entrance under the stilt-style thatched house.
Mao crouched down and got in. Wei Ran took off the L-shaped flashlight probe hanging from his waist and looked inside. There was still strong smoke from the smoke bomb.
He tried to drill in, but Wei Ran only advanced less than one meter before giving up - he couldn't get in because the ammunition bag, water bottle, butt bag and other items around his waist were stuck, and he couldn't get in at all.
The smoke is really choking.
Exiting the cave with difficulty, he first got into the thatched house and took a look.
In addition to a few 56-style bullet pouches or 56-style chest hangings of the same style as those on my waist, there is also a wooden pith helmet covered with camouflage cloth hanging on the wall, and a helmet placed next to it.
Together with the Yue-Vietnam 65-style kettle.
"From Mahle Gobi, I'm really giving you such a good thing for nothing..."
Inexplicably, he thought of the knife squad leader Wei Ran, muttering something like a curse in a nervous manner, but in his hands, he did not hesitate to take out the bullet bags, chest straps, and the aid produced specifically for the "more difficult brothers" in his hands.
He had all the Vietnamese 65 kettles in his hands. In the end, he didn't even let go of the cold helmet, and collected them all as trophies.
Leaving this thatched house, Wei Ran subconsciously looked at the bushes on the edge of the village.
There is still smoke there that has not dissipated, and the tunnel under the thatched house just now leads to the forest where the bushes are located.
But that area had been cleared condescendingly by the machine guns mounted on the helicopters, and even the guerrillas just captured were blocked there.
Looking at the trophies in his hands, Wei Ran was too lazy to continue wasting film here and turned towards the edge of the village, first meeting Zach who seemed to have just finished his interview with Angus.
"Do you want to pick out some trophies?" Wei Ran shook the things in his hands and asked, "Let's make a deal first, that kettle is mine."
"Where did you find it?"
Zach said, having already taken a 56-type bullet bag from Wei Ran, and walked around Wei Ran again, and then followed his example, wearing the bullet bag on his chest and fixing it.
Then he moved the films in the magazine pouches on his belt to the bullet pouch, "I have wanted such a practical piece of equipment for a long time. This is much easier to use than our belt."
Before Wei Ran could answer Angus' initial question, Angus, who had just finished helping the villager with the debridement and bandaging, came over and said, "Victor, how about you give me one too?"
"Do you need this too?" Wei Ran said, handing over the bullet belt and chest strap he was carrying, "Which one do you want?"
"Of course this is it"
Angus said, he also took a long bullet bag, put it on his chest skillfully, and kept explaining, "This is just for holding 40mm grenades. Since I was assigned to the grenade launcher
Then I wanted to get one.”
"Give me this too"
As Zach spoke, he unceremoniously took the only helmet from Wei Ran and put it on his head. He also said with great satisfaction, "This is much more comfortable than a steel helmet."
Hearing this, Wei Ran shook his head dumbfounded. Seeing Li Youfu walking over absentmindedly, he shook the last remaining 56-style chest pendant in his hand, "Hi! Troye, do you want a souvenir?"
Li Youfu was stunned, and subconsciously took the 56-style chest pendant from Wei Ran, "Thank you, I like it very much..."
"beep--!"
Before Li Youfu could finish speaking, Platoon Leader George in the distance blew the assembly whistle, and everyone immediately ran towards the landing site - it was time for this performance to come to a close.
"It seems that your harvest is not bad?" Platoon leader George said with a smile when he saw Wei Ran and the other three coming.
"I finally got a trophy that is not stained with blood," Zach said happily, patting the bullet bag filled with film on his waist.
"We may have other actions in the next few days."
Wild Boar George said gently, "If you are willing to take the risk and act with us, you may be able to get more clean trophies."
"I'm looking forward to it, and I'm honored." When Zach said this, he performed "surprise" with great emotion.
"Then it's settled, gentlemen, it's time for us to leave." Wild Boar George shouted as he jumped into the cabin of the helicopter that had just landed. Then he turned around, held the door frame of the cabin with one hand, and said sincerely
Li Youfu, who happened to be the nearest, stretched out his hand.
Almost at the moment when Li Youfu, who was distracted, subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the other person's hand, Zach also went out of his way to snap a photo again, which was a perfect ending to the performance.
