At the intersection among the ruins, in the shadow of a building less than twenty meters away from the M113 armored vehicle, Wei Ran crouched down and observed carefully, and then carefully touched the armored vehicle.
As the distance got closer, when he touched the cold body of the armored vehicle again, he found that there was no movement at all inside the armored vehicle.
After a moment's hesitation, he carefully climbed onto the roof of the car by climbing on to the car body, only to find that all the armored hatches, whether it was the driver's seat or the machine gun tower at the back, were locked.
Could it be that he left it here because he was lying down? Wei Ran couldn't help but feel happy, this was definitely unexpected good news.
Not daring to waste time, he climbed to the roof of the car as quickly as possible and used wire cutters to easily cut off the extra padlock on the armored fuel tank lid. When he unscrewed the lid, he immediately smelled the rich and mellow smell of gasoline.
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After a final inspection and listening for a moment against the hatch on the top of the armored vehicle, Weiran put away the wire cutters as quickly as possible, jumped out of the car, and quickly ran back along the shadow of the building to join the sewing machine and others.
"Come with me"
Wei Ran took the oil extraction pipe from the sewing machine and hung it around his neck. He picked up two empty oil barrels with one hand and greeted in a low voice, "Edelweiss, you and your little helpers are here to stand sentry and wait for response."
Although there was no response, Sewing Machine and his wife Cradle each picked up four oil barrels, followed Wei Ran nervously, and quickly ran along the shadow of the building to the intersection, hiding on the car body and on the street.
In the shadow of building ruins.
Climbing back onto the roof of the car, Weiran stuffed the three oil suction pipes into the fuel tank one by one. At the same time, Sewing Machine and Cradle each held an oil suction pipe to their mouths and sucked hard, and caught up with the gasoline.
Before putting it in my mouth, I stuffed it into the oil drum I brought in the dark.
When Wei Ran jumped off the roof of the car, the third oil extraction pipe was also stuffed into the oil drum with a sewing machine.
On a dark and quiet street corner, the three oil thieves hiding in the shadows almost held their breath and listened to the sound of fuel flowing into the oil drum, and used this sound to determine whether the oil drum was full.
Almost at the same time, the three of them pulled out the oil extraction pipe and replaced it with an oil drum.
"Looks like we can get a lot today..."
"Hush -" the cradle stopped and lowered the volume to the lowest level, but could not suppress the surprise and excitement from the sewing machine's mouth.
In the quiet night again, the three of them quickly filled the second oil barrel and stuffed it into the third oil barrel.
Without any hesitation or discussion, the three of them each picked up two filled oil drums and trotted back to meet Edelweiss. After handing the heavy oil drums to them, they hurried back.
Isn't it enough?...
Wei Ran muttered secretly, calculating that he had collected at least seventy or eighty liters of fuel, but the dizziness in his brain that he had been guarding against did not appear.
Without enough time to think about the weirdness here, Weiran quickly put down the empty oil drum in his hand, waited a moment and replaced the oil pump pipe with a new oil drum.
Unfortunately, the last three oil barrels were not filled up, so fuel no longer flowed out of the oil suction pipe.
"You go back first"
As Wei Ran spoke, he had already pulled out three oil pumping pipes, rolled them up and hung them around his neck. He bent down and picked up a handful of yellow sand mixed with construction debris from the ground. He tiptoed and raised it over his head and put it into the fuel tank. He kindly said
He helped me cover the fuel tank cap and hung it with a cut padlock, then picked up the two oil drums left for me and ran back.
Reunited with Edelweiss and others who were waiting in the distance, Wei Ran whispered, "Go back quickly, now is not the time to be happy."
After hearing this, everyone who had just relaxed immediately tightened their nerves.
Each carried two large barrels of fuel, and under the cover of darkness, the group returned to the hospital via the original route.
After getting back into the garage and locking the car door, everyone's faces showed a look of uncontrollable surprise.
"How much do we get back?" Cradle asked still in disbelief.
"At least two hundred liters!" The sewing machine gave the answer that it had already estimated on the way back.
"Those Falangists won't find us, will they?" Edelweiss seemed to have not remembered to be afraid until this moment, and asked a question that had long been meaningless.
"Will not"
Wei Ran shook his head, but sighed secretly in his heart. Of course he was confident that he would not leave any traces and be found.
But he knew even more clearly that tomorrow, September 11, the international forces responsible for ensuring the safety of refugees would leave Beirut.
Waiting until the 14th, the newly appointed chief of the Puppet Army, Fennelen, will be sent to receive a box lunch by a 200 kilogram bomb.
Even before entering this historical episode, he specifically asked Culp, who happened to be at the forest farm, about the 200 kilogram bomb.
According to the old handsome guy, "Those Jews would never mind killing an obedient dog as an excuse to launch an invasion."
Although he couldn't figure out whether the old handsome guy's meaningful words were a guess or whether he knew some inside information, although this guess, which could be regarded as a "guess", was very different from the historical records he knew.
But regardless of the facts of the explosion that occurred four days later, for Wei Ran, no, for every Chinese who understands history, is it not Beirut's version of the "lost soldiers of Marco Polo Bridge"?
Seeing that chaos was about to break out, Wei Ran had no way of reminding the people who were busy lighting the kerosene lamps. He could only watch the lamps emit dazzling light, and watch them pour buckets of stolen gasoline into the air.
It entered the dry fuel tank of the emergency vehicle, which had a capacity of 125 liters, and the fuel tank of the two-stroke generator at the front of the vehicle.
"There are four and a half barrels left."
The sewing machine tightened the fuel tank cap and said happily, "This gasoline and the two barrels brought back by the veterinarian in the evening are enough to last all the operating rooms for a week."
"One week...I'm afraid..." Wei Ran sighed silently. The next week may not be easy.
While he was secretly nervous, Edelweiss had skillfully stepped on the front bumper of the car and pulled the generator's starting rope with both hands.
Suddenly, the roar of the engine sounded from the front of the car.
Amidst the cheers of the children, Edelweiss opened the cab door and got in. After a while, the lights in the car came on one after another, especially the car radio started to work, playing a French news program.
programme.
With the help of the light in the car, the cradle extinguished the kerosene lamp, and soon after, the lights in the car also went out. Even the thick curtains and the front and rear doors of the garage were opened by the children one after another.
For a moment, the draft took away the exhaust gas emitted by the generator, and Edelweiss also opened the driver's and passenger's doors, letting the sound from the radio come out.
Without any conversation, everyone walked to the garage door and sat on the bench under the cedar tree, listening to the French news on the radio and listening to 11-year-old Rama translate the French news into something they could not understand.
of Arabic.
"Vet, do you still have cigarettes?" the sewing machine asked in a low voice.
"have"
Wei Ran nodded, took out a box of "picked up" cigarettes and handed it to the other party, "Take it and smoke it."
"Thanks"
The sewing machine thanked him, couldn't wait to tear open the cigarette, took one out and gave it to his wife, then took one in his mouth and let the cradle light it for him.
"Want one?"
Wei Ran took out another pack of unfinished cigarettes and asked Edelweiss not far away.
"I don't smoke." Edelweiss waved his hands absentmindedly, as if all his attention was focused on the radio program.
Unfortunately, until nearly half an hour later, when everyone stood up and walked into the garage, the midnight news program on the radio did not mention even a word related to "Beirut" or even "Fence Nen".
"The battery should be full"
Edelweiss said as she turned off the generator at the front of the car, and then turned off the radio in the car.
At the same time, the children worked together to lock the iron door of the garage and relight the candles.
With this faint light, the sewing machine took Ed and Hanward into the tent where men's leather shoes were hung, while Edelweiss took Rama and Dalal into the tent where high heels were hung.
"Veterinarian, aren't you still asleep?" the cradle asked while yawning.
"I'll smoke another cigarette and go to sleep."
Wei Ran shook the cigarette case in his hand and watched the other party walk into the tent with men's leather shoes. Then he lit a cigarette again and held it in his mouth. He walked towards the passage while holding the still burning lighter.
The small door to the courtyard.
After passing through the wooden door and lighting the candle lamp, he took a shower first and washed the remaining oil on his hands. Then he took out an oil bucket from the metal book and moved it to the faucet to fill it with cold water.
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He took out an extra British kettle from the metal book and filled it with water. Then Wei Ran quietly returned to the garage.
However, as he went and came, he noticed that a weak light was shining in the cab of the emergency vehicle.
After a moment's hesitation, he walked over with the burning lighter in hand, patted the car body gently, and then opened the passenger door and got in.
Before he even sat down on the seat, he smelled the rich aroma of wine.
"Would you like a drink?" Just as he closed the car door, Edelweiss next to him also asked.
Through the candle light hanging on the rearview mirror, Wei Ran could clearly see that Edelweiss was wearing a cute pink nightgown and a white hairband on her head to pin her golden hair.
short hair.
Compared to the slightly childish bedtime clothes, there was not only a bottle of wine and a goblet placed on the hood between the two, but also an open glass can, which was filled with
Brown-red dried dates.
"Where did it come from?"
While Wei Ran was asking, Edelweiss had pinned the ballpoint pen in his hand to the hard-cover notebook originally placed on the steering wheel and put it on his lap. Then he reached out and took out another wrapped pen from the mesh bag above his head.
Goblet with newspaper.
"What are you asking?"
While she was talking, Edelweiss had stuffed the newspaper wrapped around the goblet back into the mesh bag above her head, then moved to the bedside and puffed out her mouth to blow out any dust that might be in the cup.
"Of course these things"
While Wei Ran was talking, he had already picked up the wine bottle that didn't even have a trademark, just a piece of medical tape with a date written on it, and refilled the other person's goblet with some scarlet wine.
"Thanks"
Edelweiss said, placing the goblet on the hood as well, and explained while Wei Ran was pouring wine for himself, "I found it in the abandoned ambulance driver's dormitory in the yard. There were dozens of them."
There are bottles like this, and some in wooden barrels. I guess the ambulance driver brewed it himself when he was alive."
"Ding"
Wei Ran picked up the goblet and touched it lightly with the other party, then brought it to his mouth and took a sip.
Although he doesn't drink red wine very much, he has to admit that the taste of this glass of red wine is definitely the best among the wines he has ever drunk, at least much better than the ones he drank at the house of the rich French woman Kou Kou.
It's normal when you think about it. After all, this is a country that sounds like it prohibits alcohol, but actually has thousands of years of wine-making history, and was ruled for a period by France, who also likes wine.
Or maybe there are environmental factors, the fatigue during the day, the tension of stealing oil and the subsequent relaxation, and of course, the beautiful girl sitting next to him and the flickering candlelight, who knows?
"I didn't expect you to be an alcoholic" he said jokingly.
"Before I came to Filai Nen, I never drank." Edelweiss said self-deprecatingly, "like a Puritan."
"Actually, you're under a lot of pressure..." Wei Ran murmured and asked.
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Young Edelweiss said tiredly, "I'm afraid that armed men will rush into the operating room, I'm afraid that bombs will fall in the hospital, I'm afraid that the children will die, I'm afraid that you will die, I'm afraid that I will die, I'm afraid that I won't be able to return to Austria alive."
"Do you regret it?" Wei Ran asked almost cautiously, "It's still too late to leave here."
"I'm just scared, but I don't regret coming here, and I have no plans to leave now."
Edelweiss said, picked up the cup and touched it with Wei Ran again, then brought it to her mouth and took a sip of the boss, swallowed it into her stomach with a slurp, and said to herself, "Later I accidentally discovered these wines.
, I also found that I can have a good sleep just by drinking two glasses, and it will also make me bolder.”
Having said this, she picked up a juicy date and handed it to Wei Ran, "If I weren't worried about getting into trouble in the operating room if I drank, I would even drink two large glasses every morning."
“This is what Soviet doctors and nurses did”
Wei Ran offset the other person's self-mockery with a small joke, took the dates held in the other person's hands and threw them into his mouth. While chewing, he changed the subject, "You couldn't have found these dates from the ruins."
Bar?"
"These are Rama's birthday gifts to me"
Edelweiss also threw the dates into her mouth, picked up the glass can and said, "This is the best thing she could find. The poor little girl sneaked into the bombed store and found these dates.
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"It seems that she really regards you as her mother," Wei Ran said in a low voice, looking at the candle light through the remaining wine in the cup.
"Maybe"
Edelweiss unconsciously showed a bright smile, picked up the cup and touched Wei Ran again, "I will try to be a qualified mother."
"cheers"
Wei Ran whispered amidst the clinking of glasses, and then drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.
"Have another drink with me."
While Edelweiss was speaking, she had already picked up the wine bottle and poured the last bit of wine evenly into their glasses.
Clinking glasses again and taking a sip, Edelweiss picked up the hard-cover notebook on her lap, opened it, and placed it on the steering wheel. While writing, she chatted with Wei Ran about her medical school in Austria.
From time to time, I would also ask some first aid questions.
After accompanying the girl to finish writing notes and drinking the last glass of wine, Wei Ran took the initiative to clean the wine glass, while Edelweiss put away the notebook and the jar of dates, yawned and walked into the tent hanging with women's high heels.
Waiting until the candle lights in the tent were extinguished, Wei Ran left the garage and walked into the yard again with two goblets. He cleaned them carefully and put them aside. Then he took out the flashlight and looked at the auto repair equipment and parts.
little house.
After walking around several piles of tires and other debris, he found a wooden box containing more than a dozen bottles of wine under a single bed, as well as a small oak barrel that was barely stuffed under the bed.
Maybe...
Wei Ran thought for a moment, then pulled out the oak barrel and carried it to the bed. After some study, he used wire cutters to jam a wooden plug on the barrel and carefully pulled it out.
Putting his nose to it and smelling the rich aroma of wine, he decisively took out an empty bucket from the metal book and filled it with red wine that he didn't know if it could be used.
He smashed the cork into the hole of the barrel and stuffed it back under the bed. He also picked up an extra bottle of wine. Wei Ran then turned around and left the abandoned room filled with the scent of wine. He picked up the washed wine glass and held it gently.
The feet are back in the garage again.
Before he could put the wine glass and the bottle of wine he had brought back into the emergency vehicle, he vaguely heard the conversation between the sewing machine and the cradle in the tent.
However, although they were not speaking French at this time, Wei Ran could understand what they were saying.
So one of the language tasks has been completed?
Wei Ran remembered this incident belatedly, so what language are they using now?
Bunny or Greek?
Or maybe they actually know Arabic?
There was no time to think about why there was no fatal discomfort this time and what language they were using. Wei Ran, who had already extinguished the lighter, was immediately attracted by the conversation between the two.
"Have you really decided?" Sewing Machine asked seriously through a tent cloth.
"Decided"
Cradle whispered equally seriously, "I plan to discuss it with Miss Edelweiss in the next two days. I want to borrow the ambulance to go to the refugee camp.
I heard that the medical conditions there are even worse, especially for many pregnant women and injured mothers, who simply cannot afford to rush to the hospital to wait for delivery, so I want to do something there."
"I'm going with you," said the sewing machine. "I can't watch you take risks, so either we go together or neither of us goes."
When the topic reached this point, the cradle suddenly changed into a language that Wei Ran couldn't understand and said something. Immediately afterwards, the sewing machine also changed into a language that Wei Ran didn't understand.
What should I do if I have nothing to do to switch channels...
Wei Ran secretly curled his lips, groped in the dark and carefully moved to the front of the ambulance. Then he lit the lighter he picked up again, then opened the door, carefully wrapped the washed cup in newspaper and stuffed it into the driver's seat.
In the mesh bag above, the bottle of wine brought back was stuffed into the mesh bag on the car door.
He closed the car door and lit a cigarette slowly. Wei Ran couldn't help but think about what language he had learned and why he didn't feel any discomfort this time. He waited until the cigarette was about to burn to the filter.
Then he stamped it out and walked into the tent holding a lighter.
At this time, the sewing machine couple stopped talking to each other, and the two young men had already fallen asleep.
He covered the two young men with slipping blankets, turned off the lighter and lay on his bed. Soon they fell asleep through exhaustion and drunkenness.
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I'm wearing clothes.
"Shh-"
Ed made a silent gesture towards Wei Ran, and then pointed to the cubicle.
He didn't know what the two young men wanted to do when they got up so early, so Wei Ran could only nod his head and lie down again.
After a while, the two young men left the tent carrying candle lights. Wei Ran also got up and put on the jeans and the light Dexun shoes he found in the suitcase as quickly as possible. He followed with the sweater he had no time to put on.
Went out.
Following the two young men all the way to the small yard behind the garage, he found that Dalal had already woken up and the little girl was busy washing the dirty clothes Edelweiss had put down last night by the faucet.
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Not only her, but Ed and Hanward also blew out the candles and each picked up a basin of clothes and started scrubbing them skillfully.
I looked at the sky above my head through the crack in the door. At this time, the morning glow was still there, and I guessed it was only around six or seven o'clock in the morning.
Just at this moment, the garage door behind him was banged by someone from outside!
Almost subconsciously, a titanium alloy pistol with a silencer appeared in Wei Ran's hand, and in the yard outside the crack of the door, the three children seemed to have been shocked, and dropped the pistol in their hands.
She ran toward the small door where Wei Ran was hiding.
Putting away the pistol, Wei Ran turned around and walked towards the garage door, while the sewing machine also tied its belt and got out of the tent.
He and Wei Ran looked at each other, and the two of them quickly ran along the gap beside the emergency vehicle to the front of the vehicle.
"There are no borders here..."
"Sewing machine, it's me, hot air balloon, open the door quickly!" An anxious voice whispered in French through the curtain and iron door.
"Open the door quickly!"
The sewing machine reacted, quickly opened the curtain, took off the padlock, opened the small door on the garage door, and let a man who was estimated to be about 1.9 meters tall, but slightly thin, walked in.
This white man, who was wearing a black sportswear and carrying a large canvas bag, looked to be at most 30 years old. He had thick sideburns and a golden-red afro that was even thicker than the beard.
Such a look matched his figure, so much so that Wei Ran subconsciously thought of the big brush shaped like a brush that Anfisa, who usually helped Suisui with her makeup, often used.
The black headband restraining the afro has obvious embroidery of "MSF" and anti-war symbols, and of course, there is a hot air balloon logo.
"I got the latest news"
As the hot-air ballooner spoke, he handed the two cartons he was carrying to Wei Ran, and enthusiastically greeted the cradle and the sleepy Edelweiss who came in a hurry, and then continued worriedly,
"The news that the international troops ensuring the safety of Palestinian refugees will leave Beirut today is absolutely accurate.
The situation here may get better as promised, or it may get worse. My personal guess is the latter.
So gentlemen and ladies, you should seriously consider whether you want to stay here."
Before anyone could speak, the hot-air balloon man took off the canvas bag he was carrying and said, "The only good news is that the medical officers of the troops preparing to evacuate have become much more generous. I got a lot of things that are usually difficult to deal with."
The medicines arrived, and I also brought you some gifts."
Before he finished speaking, he had already opened the canvas bag and took out several mail packages, "Here are your packages."
"When do we need to make a decision?" the sewing machine asked.
"I'll come back tomorrow morning, if I'm still alive."
The hot air balloon said while distributing packages, "If I come tomorrow, if I find a way to evacuate by then, you can tell me your decision. If I don't come tomorrow, then you'd better leave here immediately."
"Is the situation already so serious?" Cradle asked with a frown.
"Just assuming the worst"
The hot air balloon said, turning around and walking out, "It's time for me to inform the other group. I wish all of you will live until the 21st century."
Before he finished speaking, the tall and thin man had already mounted a khaki Nissan off-road motorcycle and disappeared in a flash amid the roar of the engine.
Everyone looked at each other, and the sewing machine walked back with the couple's package and said, "Let's prepare for today's work first. We will make a decision in the evening."
