Facing the side of Aka Hospital, in a scrapped armored vehicle in poor conditions, Wei Yan used the sunshine from above to untie the gauze on the bat's shoulder, and pushed the remaining medicine of Ma Fei into his body. After the medicine took effect,
The work of debridement and suturing began immediately.
This job is really easy for him and is not difficult at all.
However, when he re-wrapped the wound, Arabic shouts rang out from all directions in the refugee camp - asking the surviving refugees to go out and surrender, otherwise they would be treated like terrorists!
"These magical silks, these nuggets! Are they going to kill everyone here?!" Bat muttered helplessly, suppressing his anger.
"It's already dawn," Wei Ran muttered in confusion.
"They won't come out, right?" Bat asked worriedly, "I mean those children..."
"I gonna go see"
Wei Ran fixed the bandage as he spoke, hunched over and left the scrapped armored vehicle, walked towards the dilapidated car, unhooked his belt and leaned against the car body in a peeing position, and at the same time whispered, "No matter what's going on outside,
What do you say, don’t come out.”
"good"
A small response came from under the manhole cover, which was weighed down by broken bricks and covered with dust.
After peeing on the tires, Wei Ran walked back to the scrapped armored vehicle while wearing his belt.
"Want to talk about something?"
Sitting in the carriage, Wei Ran tried to start a topic while replacing the half-frame camera in his hand with the last piece of film that was on his body, both inside and outside.
"What are you talking about?" Bat, who was guarding the machine gun tower, asked casually, not paying attention to Wei Ran, who stood up and leaned his upper body out of the carriage and pressed the shutter towards him.
"Anything, like your family." Wei Ran asked hard-heartedly, "They..."
"Uncle Um and his wife are my last family members."
Bat said calmly, "My wife is also dead, and our children haven't had time to see the world yet."
"Have you also obtained French nationality?" Wei Ran asked, sitting on the roof of the armored vehicle with his hands on his hands and lighting a cigarette.
"certainly"
Bat smiled, and then said regretfully, "I originally planned to take Uncle Um's family and my wife to Corsica. I bought a big two-story house there, and
Bought two Citroen cars.
Moreover, the house bought by the hot-air balloon is next door, and not far away is the place where Napoleon was born. If we move there, we can live very well."
As if knowing what Wei Ran wanted to ask, Bat raised his head and looked at the sky, "But Uncle Wumu didn't want to leave at all. He said his dream was to drive away the Shisekai people and regain the land, or to die fighting as an 8th solution warrior."
.No matter which one, it is an honor for him."
"He achieved his dream"
"yes"
Bat also lit a cigarette, "It's just a pity. If he could realize another dream, he would definitely not have any regrets."
"Definitely," Wei Ran replied almost firmly.
"Do you have all the negatives of the photos taken by the hot air balloon?" Bat asked, changing the subject.
"Yes, most of them are here with me."
Wei Ran said, slightly raising his chin towards Hanwad's hiding place, "The camera he seized is in Hanwad's hands. Maybe he also took some photos."
"I have a friend with the hot air balloon." Bat paused, "His name is Alan Varta."
"He is also..."
"He is in Beirut, but he is not in a refugee camp."
Bat said thankfully, "Mr. Varta is mainly stationed in the Falangist or Chair-breaking camp. The reason why the hot air balloon and I can freely shuttle between the Falangist and the territory surrounded by them is also thanks to his help."
"What do you want to say?" Wei Ran asked.
"If we have a chance to get out of here alive, no matter who it is, no matter me or you, or Hanward or Dalal.
Whoever leaves the refugee camp alive must give the photos of the massacre you took to Mr. Varta.
He is a fair and just man, and he will expose everything that happens here through newspapers and television."
Bat said, waving away the flies around him with the hand holding the cigarette, "His code name is Fly, a fly that looks for carrion and dog feces."
"Where is he?" Wei Ran asked.
“Right on the pier”
The bat replied, "Edelweiss and the children are also there. If you find Edelweiss, you can find Mr. Walter."
"Mr. Varta is also a Burroughs..."
"no, he is not."
Bat shook his head, "He is a Dutchman, a Dutchman who settled in France... more precisely, he is a Dutchman who settled in France... a Dutchman."
As if he was afraid that Wei Ran would misunderstand, Bat quickly added, "Although he is a wart, he is not a cripple. He is an orphan who survived the Nazi concentration camp during World War II."
During the chat about Mr. Varta, the sky gradually brightened up completely. As the sun rose higher and higher, the gunshots in the refugee camp became increasingly sparse. However, the smell of corpses became stronger and stronger as the temperature rose, and
There are more and more flies.
"Why are you still here guarding me?"
Just as Wei Ran lit another cigarette, a passing armored vehicle also stopped, and the militiaman sitting in the vehicle who was responsible for calling the refugees to come out and surrender with a loudspeaker also asked strangely.
Their armored vehicle had passed by here more than once, so it naturally had an impression of these two people.
"We made a few mistakes last night"
Wei Ranqiang braced himself and yawned and said, "Captain Arthur punished us with staring at Aka Hospital with machine guns."
"Although I don't know who your captain is, you can go and rest. Our work is over."
After the militiaman finished speaking, he continued to raise his loudspeaker and ordered the refugees to leave the hiding place in a harsh tone. The armored vehicle under his butt also started running again.
Raising the camera again, Wei Ran waved away more and more flies around him, and then clicked the shutter towards the armored vehicle and the wreckage of the car less than three meters away.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although it was cleaned and buried all night, the car blocking the manhole cover not far away and the smelly bodies of the landlord and his wife inside still had not had time to be cleaned.
It was precisely because of the stench of corpses that permeated the car's cabin that it attracted flies that could be described as "blocking out the sky."
Perhaps because their numbers increase their courage, these flies not only bite dead people, but even live people.
Not to mention anything else, Wei Ran and Bat had to wave their hands to drive away the flies scattered on their bodies again and again, otherwise it would only take a short while to feel the stinging pain on their skin.
As the armored vehicle's horn shouted again and again, a small number of survivors gradually appeared around.
Upon seeing this, Wei Ran raised his camera again, like an unattended bystander, and pressed the half-frame camera again and again toward the refugees who had survived, holding their hands high, and walking out fearfully.
of shutter.
With the shouts of loudspeakers everywhere and the sound of gunshots from time to time, more and more surviving refugees surrendered, but only relatively more.
If compared with the refugees who have been killed, I am afraid that the survivors are not enough to cover a street - like those who were killed.
After waiting patiently for almost another hour, around 10:30 that morning, the Falangist militiamen began to retreat one after another with large and small bags of loot.
At the same time, a group of heavily armed soldiers officially entered the refugee camp and took on the task of "maintaining law and order."
"Look, that's Mr. Varta's interview car."
Just as Wei Ran was wary of the chair-cracked soldiers, Bat weakly pointed at a Volkswagen T3 van that drove in in front of the chair-cracked soldiers' queue.
The van was painted entirely in shit yellow, with an oversized red-headed fly, a cedar logo of the same size, and a slightly larger rogue star logo painted on the body.
At the top of this row of three signs, the words "Freelance Journalist Alain Varta" are written in French, Arabic and Hebrew in conspicuous sky blue paint with white borders.
This taste...
Wei Ran twitched his lips, the color of the car body and the unique logo were just like a piece of hot shit from a four-wheel drive...
"Varta's taste seems..."
"Remember to give him all the films," Bat mustered up his strength to say, and at the same time gave Wei Ran a gentle push.
"Hey! You..." Before Wei Ran could finish his words, everything in front of him was replaced by intense white light.
But this time, the white light disappeared as quickly as it came. By the time he reacted, he was already sitting in the cab of a car.
"parking!"
Before he could see clearly what was happening outside the car, he heard Edelweiss's anxious shouting very close at hand!
"Crunch!"
Wei Ran subconsciously stopped the still-moving car with his foot, and then he noticed that he seemed to be sitting in the cab of that... Volkswagen T3 van! He subconsciously turned his head, and Edelweiss was in the passenger seat.
Sit in the driving position!
Glancing at myself, I saw that my lower body was in jeans and moral training shoes, and my upper body was in a thin sweater and a director's vest with many pockets. However, my head was still wrapped in an Arab kerchief, and even my hands were still covered in scarves.
Bring Edelweiss in exchange for your prisoner of war watch.
The co-pilot's Edelweiss was dressed similarly to herself. On her slender wrist, she also wore the Soviet watch she had seized before. The only difference was that she had a women's sun hat on her head.
Looking out the window again, on the left is the car blocking the manhole cover, and on the right is the scrapped armored vehicle. There is a person sitting in the machine gun tower of the armored vehicle, a bat!
"Click"
Wei Ran and Edelweiss pushed open the car doors almost in no particular order, front and rear, and the rear door was also opened. A man with a turban on his head also came out carrying a camera produced by Panasonic.
, there is also a Nikon F3 camera hanging around his neck.
"You two, come here and help."
Before Wei Ran grabbed Edelweiss, the man shouted loudly in French, "Victor, are you an idiot! Parking the car here will block the road and the shooting field of view. Park it quickly to the scrapped car.
Get out of the way!
And you! Clara! Don’t be in a daze! Come here and help me hold up the bracket! Go!
The emperor with the special code!
Why did I choose you two idiots who only know how to fall in love as my assistants! I will fire you immediately when I return to the Netherlands!"
"Sorry! Right now!"
Wei Ran and Clara reacted almost at the same time. The latter quickly got into the car and took out a tripod stand, and opened it in a panic where the man's toes were pointing. At the same time, Wei Ran also controlled the van to stop.
Next to the wreckage of the family car that smelled of corpse smell and was covered with flies.
"Victor! Take out the reflective cloth and put it on the back of the car! Hurry up!" The man continued to shout, "Hurry up!"
"coming!"
Wei Ran, who understood the hint, quickly opened the side sliding door of the rear compartment. After a quick glance, he picked up a bundle of canvas painted with white paint, picked up two telescopic brackets, and supported it as quickly as possible.
At the back of the car.
At that glance, he clearly saw that, apart from the row of seats closest to the door and a small table directly behind the driver's seat, the back half of the car was filled with cardboard boxes.
.
Not only that, the car window glass is not only brown, but also has black velvet curtains inside.
He had just finished his work, and Edelweiss was already standing behind the set up camera in charge of filming, and the man had already taken off his scarf, standing in front of the camera and introducing in French the armies that were walking behind him.
He even did not forget to greet and interact with the arrogant soldiers enthusiastically.
At a certain moment, Wei Ran almost subconsciously saw the shadow of the Ryukyu man named Yukio Sometani in this blond middle-aged man.
After filming a scene that lasted less than two minutes, Mr. Varta shouted loudly, "Victor, you idiot, don't be lazy, hurry up and repair the tire now, didn't you just say there was a problem with the tire!"
Why do you need me to remind you about such a thing?"
"Right away! Sorry sir, I'll fix it right away!"
"Remember not to make any noise that affects my shooting!"
After Varta finished speaking, he stood in front of the camera again. At the same time, Wei Ran immediately hid behind the reflective cloth.
After getting into the car and searching, he not only found the jack under the seat, but also found that the bottom of the cardboard boxes could be opened, and there was quite a lot of space inside.
This is almost a frame nailed out of a wooden frame, and then disguised as stacked cardboard boxes from the outside, and a sufficiently concealed and large ventilation window is left near the tailgate.
He even saw that not only were there blankets, but also several bottles of water and some food.
After discovering this little secret, he immediately removed a spare tire from the roof of the car. However, it was not the van that was propped up by the jack, but the deformed car that was almost next to it.
Looking up at the piece of reflective cloth that blocked almost all his sight, Wei Ran squatted down and gently knocked on the manhole cover under the car, and whispered, "Come out quickly, and remember not to make any noise."
After saying that, he immediately began to pretend to remove the tire on the front side of the passenger car, making a little noise.
A moment later, with a slight noise, the manhole cover under the car was carefully pushed open by two pairs of young hands, and then, a pale, sweaty child was lifted out.
Grabbing the child, Wei Ran put him into the carriage, pointed to the bottom opening of the cardboard box, and then made a silent gesture.
The child pursed his cracked lips, dragged his numb legs and feet, and crawled in with difficulty.
Soon, the second, third, fourth, and fifth children were lifted up one by one, carried into the car, and lined up into the hidden space.
While Wei Ran waited anxiously, Dalal, who was pale and almost soaked all over, crawled out. Before he could take a breath, Dalal was pushed by Wei Ran and climbed into the car.
Fortunately, Hanward climbed out soon after. In his hands, he even carried the oil drum and the AKS74U submachine gun that Weiran had put inside in advance! As well as the Canon NF1 camera bag that he and the hot air balloon had captured.
"You go in too!"
Wei Ran took the gun and the oil drum and urged at the same time. The latter hurriedly looked back at the surrounding ruins, climbed into the car, and climbed into the small hidden space.
Using the only row of seats to block the only entrance and exit, Wei Yan conveniently put away the oil drum, then emptied the chamber of the submachine gun and threw it into the passenger seat along with the camera bag.
When he loosened the jack holding up the car, stuffed it and the tool box back under the seat of the car, and put the spare tire that had just been removed back on the roof of the car.
Varta also "happily" ended the filming, and shouted in a mean and rude tone, "Victor! Stop being lazy and go see if the soldier on that armored vehicle is still alive! If he is still alive, I want to interview him.
A few words!”
"Right away!" Wei Ran responded quickly.
"Clara, you stupid girl, don't be idle, put away the reflective cloth and tripod! We will go to other places to shoot later." Varta continued to yell.
Not to mention that Clara was busy here, Wei Ran climbed into the armored vehicle with familiarity, and saw the bat that was covered with flies! Especially the wound on his shoulder, there... there seemed to be
There are already fly eggs that look like grains of rice!
Amidst the buzzing sound of swarms of flies flapping their wings, Wei Ran reached his hand under the bat's nostril as quickly as possible.
Fortunately, he is still alive and breathing!
"Bat, are you okay? Bat?" Wei Ran called in a low voice.
"I..."
Bat opened his blurred eyes and glanced at Wei Ran. He smiled with difficulty and pointed at the car with difficulty.
"They were rescued, they were all rescued, they are all still alive." Wei Ran said into the other person's ear.
"Hold...my bag..."
When Bat fainted, a glass rabbit-riding blue eye slipped from his hand.
The small amulet hit the hard armor hatch and broke into countless pieces in the bright sunshine. It also scared away countless flies and made a crisp "clang" sound.
"Victor! Is he still alive?" Valta shouted and asked.
"Still alive" Wei Ran responded loudly.
"Clara, drive our interview car over and stay away from the old car. It stinks here!" Valta ordered loudly.
"Okay!" Edelweiss, who had just packed up the reflective cloth, responded quickly, got into the cab, controlled the car and reversed it to park beside the rear door of the armored vehicle.
"Please ask this gentleman to come to the car!"
Varta said enthusiastically, "I want to have a good chat with him about what happened last night."
In fact, without him having to say anything, Wei Ran had already jumped into the armored vehicle, pulled Bat off from the machine gun tower, stripped off his chest strap as quickly as possible, and then helped him step in directly from the armored vehicle.
The door of the interview car was just opened by Edelweiss.
"Still alive," Wei Ran whispered. "The injury was on the shoulder. The main symptom is excessive blood loss."
"I prepared the blood he can use in advance."
As Edelweiss said, she had taken off the backpack hanging behind the passenger's back and opened it. In addition to several bags of blood, there were also a surgical kit and several bottles of cold Coke.
"Take off his clothes first and throw them out."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mr. Varta got into the cab and started the car and said, "Then we will leave here immediately, and you will slowly treat him on the road."
Hearing this, Wei Ran and Edelweiss immediately tore off Bat's Falangist uniform and blood-stained top as quickly as possible, and also took off his backpack and put it aside.
"I'll debridement"
As Wei Ran spoke, he had already inserted an injection of Ma Fei around the wound, then picked up a bottle of saline and started rinsing it.
At the same time, Edelweiss also began to transfuse blood into the bat as quickly as possible, and then wrapped the clothes he had just taken off with a scarf, and while the car was turning, he opened the window and threw it hard.
It was thrown into the ruins of a building on the roadside.
"How are the children?" Only then did Edelweiss have time to ask while helping Wei Ran drive away the flies in the carriage.
"Some heat stroke," Wei Ran said while working, "everything else is fine."
Hearing this, Edelweiss breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly pulled out a backpack from under the small table, which contained two sets of clothes.
"Close the curtains and move faster."
Valta, who was driving, reminded him that he had already steered the car to park at the entrance of Aka Hospital. At the same time, Edelweiss, who was about to help Weiran, also hurriedly closed the curtains between the front and rear compartments.
Through the curtains, Wei Ran clearly saw Valta push open the door and get out of the car, holding the Nikon F3 camera in one hand and walking towards the two gun-wielding soldiers not far away.
"Hurry up, we don't have much time." Wei Ran reminded him while speeding up the movements of his hands.
"Fortunately, they also survived." Edelweiss, who was helping on the side, sighed, "It's a pity...the hot air balloons..."
"This is the Beirut refugee camp, not a fairy tale world where Aladdin's magic lamp can be found."
While Wei Ran reminded Edelweiss, he was also secretly thankful that no matter what, at least the bat was still alive, Edelweiss was still alive, and those children were still alive.
