That night, as night fell, the rain outside the window became heavier and heavier, but the four Weiran people were driven with guns by soldiers outside the thatched house that could barely protect themselves from the wind and rain, and they generously gave everyone a
A bar of soap and a towel.
"We actually got a chance to take a shower?"
Clint looked around with great excitement. There were no prisoners of war coming out of the thatched huts around him. In other words, they were the only ones getting "preferential treatment."
"And only we got a chance to shower!"
Robert said proudly while lathering his whole body, "It must be the reason why they were more satisfied with the questions we answered during the interview this morning, and it's probably also because I am a black man. You know, black people can always succeed here.
Get preferential treatment.”
I hope you can still feel so superior later...
Wei Ran, who was also taking a shower, murmured secretly, and looked at each other with Zach. Then the two of them shook their heads slightly. They both knew that they might have had a hard time tonight.
It only took less than 15 minutes for the black prisoner Robert to start singing loudly while scrubbing, and then to scream too exaggeratedly when he was hit by a rifle butt while trying to return to the thatched hut.
It was only at this time that he and Clint realized belatedly that this bath might not be that easy to take - there was no hot rain in the sky.
On the other hand, Wei Ran and Zach, who had gained experience last night, after hurriedly washing their bodies, sat on the steps early, curled up their bodies, and sat next to each other.
"Victor! Zach! What's going on?!" Robert yelled and asked.
"Obviously, we are being punished."
Wei Ran held his prison uniform to protect him from the rain with his hands and loudly answered in the pouring rain, "Maybe it's to force Zach and I to write a confession, who knows!"
"So you still decided not to write a confession?"
Clint shouted and asked, and at the same time he sat down next to Wei Ran, imitating his example and holding up his prison uniform with his hands to block the heavy rain that hit his face.
"What do we have to repent of?"
Zach replied loudly, "We are just camera salesmen and beer salesmen! Should I regret that my camera's photos are not clear enough, or that Victor's beer is not delicious enough?"
"I really regret meeting you two bastard salesmen in this damn place!"
Robert, who said this, clearly understood Zach's hints and threats, and also hinted in his complaint that he would not reveal their identities as reporters.
"Are we just going to keep getting wet like this?"
Clint asked tremblingly. Compared with Robert or Zach, his figure was not strong. After a while, he had already started to tremble.
"Now we can only pray that the rain will stop soon!" Zach said loudly, "or be allowed to go back to the room!"
"If you have the strength, why not shut up?" Wei Ran reminded loudly.
At his reminder, the four people crowded together like quails. However, before they could put the prison uniforms they had held up together together, the two soldiers guarding them came over and waved their prison uniforms.
SKS or 56 semi-rifle, smashed them away with the butt of the rifle, and then kicked them to the ground.
Resisting the urge to kill the two soldiers, Wei Ran and Zach looked at each other, sat on the steps with a distance apart, held up their prison uniforms to block their heads, and looked at Robert and Clint coldly.
He knelt down on his knees very skillfully, kowtowed and begged for mercy in a very oriental way, and also uttered some more difficult words like "I repent" and "let me go".
The heavy rain not only took away the body temperature of the four people, but the pleadings of Robert and Clint were also replaced by English curses and "why!" asked over and over again due to the two soldiers' indifference.
As time went by, Wei Ran felt that his body was getting colder and colder. Not far away, Zach also started to tremble like himself. Only six or seven meters away, Robert, who was curled up, was already wailing without any image.
After calling "Mom", Clint also stood up and ran on the spot, trying to warm up his body.
Unfortunately, he had only been active for a minute or two when the hard butt of the gun hit him on the shoulder, and then he was kicked to the ground. Not to mention, the hard butt of the gun was still there.
He was hit hard on the thigh.
Amidst the jingling of foot bells, Clint's exaggerated screams, and the sound of the rainstorm, Wei Ran felt that his hands and feet were so cold that he almost lost consciousness. Zach next to him was not much better either. Look at him
With his sluggish appearance, he might lose consciousness at any time.
The raging torrential rain was on the one hand, and the sloppy rice that could barely keep them from starving to death every day was on the other hand. What's more, they had already been caught in the rain yesterday.
"Crack!"
Amid the dazzling lightning, deafening thunder followed, startling the people in the shower and those guarding them. Before the thunder subsided, Zach stumbled and fell on the steps.
"Zach!"
Wei Ran let out an exclamation and quickly moved over to try to help the other person up.
The fainted Zach was also like a signal. The soldier responsible for guarding them came over and kicked Zach. Then he reached out and tried Zach's nostrils. Seeing that he was still alive, he moved towards the four of them.
He waved his hand.
"Quick! Carry him in!"
Wei Ran hurriedly greeted him, and with the help of Robert and Clint, he carried Zach into the thatched house.
Just like yesterday, the floor of this thatched house was soaked in water again.
Zach was put down in a hurry, and everyone waited for the soldiers who came in to lock their ankles with the chains, and then immediately closed the surrounding windows.
Then they each lifted up a piece of floorboard in the dark and stuck it in the corner of the wall.
Before Wei Ran and Robert could lift the unconscious Zach onto the dripping homemade bench, Clint had already untied a tattered prison uniform from the low beam in the dark that he had only tied up this afternoon.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Quickly find our straw mat and hang it on the window!" Clint said tremblingly after getting the things wrapped in the prison uniform.
Hearing this, Wei Ran and Robert quickly asked Zach to lean against the corner, then bent down, fumbled to pick up the straw mat floating in the water, and used them to block the wooden window, blocking the last trace of wind and rain.
At the same time, a ball of fire also appeared in Clint's hand.
Looking through the light, Wei Ran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. What he was holding in his hand turned out to be a Zippo lighter.
"Slippers, I need a slipper for fuel!" Clint whispered, holding up the lighter with the flames constantly dancing.
Before he finished speaking, Robert took off a tire slipper from Zach's foot, shook off the remaining water and handed it to Clint.
Taking the slippers, Clint, who was shaking constantly, put the lighter that was still burning close to him, and patiently burned the wet rubber sole in an attempt to light it. At the same time, he kept whispering in his mouth, "
It's time to try what I said this morning, Robert, cigarettes, we need some tobacco, it might be useful, I believe Robinson will not lie to me."
“Hope it’s useful”
Robert, who was also shivering from the cold, waded into the water and walked a few steps to the edge. He also reached out and took out a pack of cigarettes from the low beam. He first took out one and stuffed it into his mouth, grinning and chewing it.
, and then gave one to each of Clint and Wei Ran.
When he stuffed the fourth cigarette into Zach's mouth, Clint finally ignited the slippers in his hands.
However, before he could put away the lighter, Wei Ran came over with a cigarette in his mouth and lit the cigarette that was supposed to be chewed and eaten.
"Hey you..."
"I don't think Robinson's method is useful. It's just a waste of precious cigarettes."
Wei Ran took a long puff of cigarette and asked curiously, "Where did you get the lighter?"
"Stolen during the interview this morning." Clint proudly showed off the lighter in his hand.
At the same time, Robert also found the enamel bowl that belonged to the fire, put the burning slippers on it, and then placed it on the wooden board in the corner. Then, he dug out another broken bowl and walked over to it.
He pushed open the wooden door, reached under the eaves, washed it randomly with rainwater, then filled it with rainwater again, and placed it on top of the burning slippers.
"We need...ahshee!"
Robert turned his head and sneezed, "We need to drink something hot to warm up our bodies."
"Clang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open from the outside. Immediately afterwards, a soldier rushed in, brandishing the rifle in his hand, and gave Robert a vicious blow with the butt of the rifle.
At the same time, the soldier standing at the door also pointed the flashlight beam at Robert.
First, with a clang, the slippers and Wei Ran's rice bowl were overturned with a clang, and then the soldiers who rushed into the house began to beat Robert violently for five minutes.
Finally, he kicked the black prisoner of war to the ground. The soldier pulled down the straw curtain hanging at the window, waved his fist in warning, and turned around to leave the thatched house.
"Robert, are you okay?" Wei Ran asked pretending to be concerned.
"That bastard monkey knocked out two of my teeth." Robert bared his teeth and wailed, and there was even a cry in his tone.
"We...we have to find a way to escape." At this moment, Zach's feeble voice reached everyone's ears.
"Are you awake?" Wei Ran took the last puff of his cigarette butt and asked shivering.
"woke up"
Before Zach finished speaking, he slipped off the board and fell onto the bottom board that was already soaked in water with a crash.
"Zach, what did you just say?"
Robert, who was holding his cheek, quickly helped Zach up and asked in a low voice. Clint also came closer, almost standing on his feet.
"Help me... at least light the cigarette for me?" Zach said weakly, with a half-broken cigarette still stuffed in his mouth.
The cigarette was originally given to him to chew, but like Wei Ran, he refused such an attempt.
There was no other reason. Putting aside whether this method would work or not, he just wanted to catch a cold as soon as possible, otherwise he might still have to be dragged out in the rain tomorrow.
"Smoke this"
Clint quickly removed the cigarette case from the rafter, stuffed Zach with another cigarette and lit it.
Zach took a puff of cigarette and whispered, "We have to escape. Escape from here. This is a rare opportunity."
"Chance?"
Robert, who was almost integrated into the night, asked doubtfully, "What chance? This heavy rain?"
"of course not"
Zach moved the hand holding the cigarette and lowered his voice and said, "As you know, Victor and I are both reporters. I can almost guess that the reporter who interviewed us is preparing to concoct fake news."
"False news?"
"How did you cooperate during the interview?" Wei Ran helped ask the question that Zach was about to ask.
"I dare say that no one in this prisoner of war camp is more cooperative than the two of us." Clint subconsciously lowered his voice and replied.
"I also dare to say that there should be no prisoner of war in this prisoner of war camp who is more special than the two of us." Wei Ran continued, "We have never written a confession."
“The basis of producing news is to create topics and controversies.”
With the support of Robert and Clint, Zach sat back on the wooden board that could be away from the water on the ground. He lowered his voice and said firmly, "Think about it, the reason why you are so cooperative and still want to get wet with us is because
What?"
"Zach, can you speak clearly once and for all?" Robert urged impatiently.
"Let us catch a cold?" Wei Ran guessed in unison.
"That's right! Ah Zhi!"
Zach sniffed and said, "We have a cold, and then they will definitely take us for treatment, and maybe they will take a lot of photos. Gentlemen, this is our opportunity."
"You want to say that we escaped halfway?" Clint was the first to react.
"Since this is a staged photo shoot, there won't be many people escorting us, and we can also hijack reporters, right?" Zach seduced Robert and Clint in a matter-of-fact and extremely determined tone.
"Zach, are you sure?"
Robert asked in a low voice, "What if they just want to punish us?"
"Then just pretend I didn't say anything."
Zach said in a puffed voice, "But what if the reporter who is going to concoct fake news next really takes us to see a doctor and takes photos of us? Will you escape?"
"But where are we running away to?" Clint couldn't help but ask.
"It's much better than here, isn't it?"
Wei Ran complained at the right time, "I'm fed up with eating the kitchen waste that only people with sticks are used to eating every day. No matter what you think, if it's like Zach guessed, I will definitely run away."
"I will definitely run away too"
Zach then said, "Victor, we can hold the reporter hostage then."
"No problem" Wei Ran responded confidently.
"Robert, Clint, even if you don't plan to escape then, how about at least don't report us?" Zach asked seriously, "If I can escape alive, I will give your family a large sum of money.
How about $500 per family?”
"Zach, we also..."
"We will not report you"
Robert took over the topic before Clint finished speaking and made a decision, while secretly touching Clint's arm.
"right!"
Clint responded quickly and said, "We swear we will not report you!"
"Then it's settled!" Zach said, sneezed again, and then promised a series of benefits that would be delivered to their homes.
After laying enough bait for the two inmates, Zach and Wei Ran plotted and predicted again in front of them, and then each returned to the simple bench set up in the corner and let their bodies leave the water-logged floor.
This was destined to be a difficult night. When the heavy rain outside the window finally stopped at dawn, not only did Wei Ran and Zach start to catch colds and fevers as they wished, but Robert and Clint also sneezed one after another.
"At least... Ah Zhi! At least you guessed one thing right."
After sneezing, Robert blew his nose, chewed his nose and said, "We are indeed all... Sneeze! We all have a cold, Sneeze!"
"what's next?"
Clint grinned and chewed tobacco and asked, "Zach...next...Ah! What will happen next?"
"Letting our colds get worse"
Zach sniffed hard and said mockingly, "Then take us to see a doctor. That must be the case."
"I thought they were going to take us to the hospital today," Clint said disappointedly, and then sneezed again.
"Today...ah sneeze!"
Wei Ran also sneezed, "It's not impossible today, as long as... sneeze! Our condition is getting worse."
"I think I'm sick enough"
Robert said while sucking the clear snot flowing out of his nose, "I'm even very lucky that none of us froze to death last night."
As soon as he said this, the door of the thatched house was pushed open from the outside, and a soldier walked in through the water on the ground. He first observed the four of them carefully, and then took out the key and unlocked the door. Chains around their ankles.
"It seems I was right," Zach said firmly after waiting for the soldier to leave.
"We need to make some preparations in advance."
Wei Ran responded equally matter-of-factly. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to help Zach up, and the two of them staggered out of the thatched house.
"Can they really escape?" Clint asked in a low voice in the thatched house.
"I don't know if they can escape."
Robert whispered, "But if they can hijack the reporter, the two of us might have a chance to escape."
"Is this why you stopped me from making a decision last night?" Clint's eyes lit up.
"We should also make some preparations," Robert said and walked out of the thatched hut.
I don’t know whether it’s God’s blessing or God’s evil. On the day when the four of them caught colds one after another, except for the one or two hours when the sky cleared up before and after breakfast, from after the meal until after the meal in the evening, this day It was all gloomy and it was raining moderately.
But even so, Wei Ran and Zach did not slack off, but conscientiously completed the work of cleaning the chicken coop and feeding the turkeys.
Not only were the two patients with fever not slacking off, Robert and Clint were also extremely diligent.
But today, the four of them tacitly hid the turkey eggs that were supposed to be eaten on the spot.
After dark, the four of them were pulled out again and took a cold shower for an hour as expected. When they returned to the thatched hut shivering, Robert and Clint finally believed Zach's story. guess.
After surviving the same difficult night, when they saw the sun again, all four of them had obvious symptoms of fever and cold.
Sniffling, Wei Ran reached out and touched his forehead. The hot temperature made him shiver instantly. He turned to look at the other three people who were also touching their foreheads. He vaguely realized that he might be escaping from here today. It's time.
Sure enough, shortly after the soldier outside helped them unlock the chains, the soldier also reached out and nodded at Robert and Clint, and then waved to them.
Watching the two of them leave, Wei Ran and Zac looked at each other, and both saw what they each wanted to say in each other's eyes.
He forced his swaying body to leave the thatched house. When the warm sunshine shone on the two of them, they all shivered involuntarily.
"Should I faint?" Zach whispered.
"too early"
Wei Ran also responded in a low voice, "Wait a little longer until the two of them come back soon."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "That makes sense."
Zach nodded slightly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and slowly walked towards the people queuing up for food.
At the hottest time of the day at noon, Robert and Clint also walked back from a distance one after another.
Upon seeing this, Wei Ran signaled to Zach, who was busy working in the chicken coop. After receiving the signal, the latter immediately fell to the ground and threw the eggs he had just picked up from the basket.
"Zach!" Wei Ran immediately exclaimed, dropped the broken shovel in his hand and ran over.
Sure enough, just as Zach fell down, a soldier running behind Robert and the two of them also ran over.
When Wei Ran pulled the unconscious Zach out of the chicken coop full of mud and chicken manure, the soldier immediately reached out and touched Zach's hot forehead, and then subconsciously touched Wei Ran's equally hot forehead.
forehead.
Without saying anything, the soldier immediately turned around and ran in the direction he came from. At the same time, Robert also asked, "Zach..."
"high fever"
Wei Ran didn't wait for the other party to finish asking before answering, "Are you being interviewed again?"
"right"
Clint replied sarcastically, "It's almost exactly what Zach guessed. The reporter's acting skills were also very poor. He pretended to be concerned about our physical condition and even found a thermometer to measure us.
We took our temperatures and asked the guards why they let us get wet in the rain."
"What did the guard say?" Wei Ran asked back.
"The guard said someone reported us for eating turkey eggs."
Robert pointed to the turkeys in the chicken pen, "So we were given some small punishment. The reporter who was not very good at acting got angry and promised to help us find some cold medicine."
"They are going to start acting again." Wei Ran raised his chin towards the soldiers carrying the stretcher and said mockingly.
"Victor, are you sure you can escape in your current physical condition?" Robert asked with a frown.
"Of course you can" answered the question softly, but it was Zack who was in a coma.
Before the wide-eyed Crete could say anything, the prisoner-of-war camp guards rushed over and quickly carried the unconscious Zach onto a stretcher.
At the same time, Charlie, who was running after him, clicked the shutter on everyone and said anxiously in English, "I heard you all have a cold?"
"Yes, sir"
Wei Ran sneezed after finishing speaking, "We have been punished by being exposed to the rain for three consecutive nights."
"I have reported this matter to the director of the prisoner of war camp, and he has agreed to let you go to see a doctor."
Charlie said more and more apologetically, "I will take you there now."
After a slight hesitation, Wei Ran put on a look of tears of gratitude and followed Zach, who was lying on the stretcher, towards the gate of the wall.
"Mr. Charlie"
When Robert saw that there was no problem for him, he immediately panicked and said pretending to be weak, "Mr. Charlie, I think we two may also need to go to the hospital. We also have a cold."
"Can I take them both with me?"
Charlie turned his head and asked one of the soldiers in Vietnamese, "I just need to take a few photos. Two more people, especially one more black person, will be more conducive to publicity."
"Only one more," said the soldier.
"Bring both of them," Charlie said, "just enough to take some more footage."
"Okay then" the soldier nodded indifferently.
"Follow me, too." Charlie turned and waved to Robert and the others.
Hearing this, Robert and Clint immediately followed him excitedly, even pretending to be like this while asking Zach who was lying on the stretcher.
Under the gaze of Charlie, who raised the camera lens again and again, and under the leadership of those soldiers, Wei Ran and others first changed into a set of clean and dry prison uniforms, and then were led to the other end of the wall.
.
Contrary to their expectations, this prisoner of war camp seemed to be close to a small town. Although the small town was not big, there was a clinic not far away.
Before they could take a closer look, the leading soldier pushed the four of them into a Fiat van, and waited until Charlie took a photo of the four people sitting in the van before calling on his men to take out the padlocks and lock them out.
The iron hoops on the four people's ankles were tied together with several chains less than ten centimeters long on the floor.
After they finished their work, Charlie also got into the car and sat in the seat between Wei Ran and the main driver.
Immediately afterwards, the leading soldier also got into the carriage and sat opposite Charlie. Next to him was Zach, who was leaning on the back of the passenger seat with a sluggish expression. At the same time, he held the French
The muzzle of the submachine gun was also pointed at the opposite side, Wei Ran and Clint, who were sitting on either side of Charlie, intentionally or unintentionally, and deliberately kept a distance from Robert on the other side of him.
Soon, as the other two soldiers got into the driver's and passenger's seats of the cab respectively, the old-fashioned van, which was probably from the French colonial period, also started running and drove straight out of the town.
"Mr. Charlie, where are we going?" Wei Ran asked feebly.
"To the hospital in the city, of course."
Charlie replied matter-of-factly, "Don't worry, you will receive the best care and treatment."
"How long will it take?" Wei Ran continued to ask, "How long will it take for us to arrive? I'm worried that Zach may not be able to hold on much longer."
“About half an hour”
As Charlie spoke, he took out a light meter from his pocket and took a look at it. Then he said in Yue language painfully, "It seems that I have to use a flash. I only have one light bulb. Comrade, I'll get to the city later."
When we get there, can you drive me to buy some flash light bulbs first?"
"sure"
The soldier sitting opposite replied cheerfully, and then said, "Comrade reporter, can you take a photo for me later? I want to send it to my wife."
"No problem!" Charlie responded happily.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After receiving a satisfactory answer, the soldier immediately patted the back of the driver's seat and told the driver to go to the store first.
At the same time, Charlie also slowly took out a disposable flash light bulb from his pocket, and then took out the matching flash light and connecting cables and began to install it.
It took nearly ten minutes to prepare, during which Charlie changed positions several times, and finally sat back next to Wei Ran, facing Robert and Zach sitting opposite and the soldier between them.
"Look at me, I want to take a picture of you."
Charlie first spoke in English, and then switched to more difficult dialect and told the soldier not to close his eyes. At the same time, he also said that his lens could include the soldier in the co-pilot position, so it was best if the other party also
Able to turn around and look at the camera.
It was a rare opportunity to take pictures, so the soldier holding an SKS semi-automatic rifle in the co-pilot naturally wouldn't refuse.
In order to take this photo well, Charlie then expressed the hope that the driver would park the car on the bridge in front, because this would not only avoid shaking and blurring the photo, but also the scenery on the bridge would look very beautiful.
As expected, all these small requests were met, and the driver happily parked the car on the cement bridge built with China's aid.
"Look at me, look at me and don't close your eyes." Charlie reminded again in English and Yue Di.
"Snapped!"
As he pressed the shutter, the disposable flash emitted a dazzling light, and the soldiers sitting opposite and in the co-pilot position were dazzled by surprise.
Almost at the same time, with a "click" sound, a paratrooper's gravity knife also appeared in Wei Ran's hand.
"do not move!"
Wei Ran shouted in Vietnamese. At the same time, the tip of the paratrooper's knife he held in his left hand was pressed against Charlie's neck. Next to Charlie's right hand, he also went around to the other side of Charlie's body, slightly
With great effort, he pulled out an obviously captured 1911 pistol from the opponent's waist and pointed the gun at the soldier in the co-pilot position.
Almost immediately, Zach, who was originally sluggish, also held down the French submachine gun in the hand of the soldier beside him, and relied on brute force to point the muzzle of the gun at the driver diagonally opposite.
The situation had just reached a stalemate, and Robert, a soldier across from Zach, also joined in. He grabbed the submachine gun that Zach was holding, skillfully moved the magazine ninety degrees, and then pulled the trigger, with a look on his face.
He said fiercely, "Everyone! All of you, get out of the car! Hurry!
Including you two, yes, I’m talking about you, Victor, and Zach!”
"Robert, what are you going to do?" Zach asked with a frown.
"Stop talking nonsense! Get out of the car quickly!"
Before Robert finished speaking, Clint had already pushed open the car door, first pulled the driver out and grabbed his submachine gun, then pulled the co-pilot out, tore off his semi-automatic rifle and threw it directly into the water.
Almost immediately, Robert also invited Wei Ran and others out of the carriage.
"You guys just have a stalemate here."
Robert grinned proudly and said, "Please allow me to remind you that if you shoot, you will definitely attract more enemies. In addition, I hope you can help us fight for a while. Goodbye gentlemen!"
Before he finished speaking, Robert patted the backrest of the driver's seat hard, and Clint immediately stepped on the accelerator and drove the car away.
"Leave me alone! Stop them!"
Charlie yelled in the Yue language, and at the same time he pushed back hard, pushing Wei Ran behind him, and grabbed Zach's collar beside him with his hands, and they fell backwards into the river together.
"Plop!"
The three of them fell into the rushing river one after another, and were rushed downstream in the blink of an eye.
On the bridge, the three guards looked at each other blankly, and for a moment they were at a loss, not knowing who to chase.
In contrast, the three Weirans floated down the fast river for only a kilometer or two. The cement bridge upstream was blocked by vegetation along the coast. Not far downstream, the river became much wider, and the water flow
It also relaxed a lot.
"You go over there!" Charlie raised his finger and pointed in the direction, but he swam to the opposite river bank.
Wei Ran and Zac looked at each other, and without caring about anything else, they immediately raised their arms and paddled desperately.
When the two of them climbed up the river bank, a woman wearing tiger stripe camouflage and a camouflage bunny hat had been waiting for a long time.
