With a crisp impact sound, Wei Ran once again dug out a deformed bullet head from the wound on the bat's shoulder and threw it into the tray along with the hemostatic forceps.
"The shoulder blade is fractured. Fortunately, no major blood vessels were injured." As Wei Ran spoke, he took the needle holder prepared by Edelweiss and began to suture.
"Mr. Varta is still interviewing." Edelweiss said the information Wei Ran wanted to know. "His interview has been going on for four and a half minutes."
"Pay attention to your surroundings" Wei Ran also increased the speed of his hands as he spoke.
At 11:12 a.m., Wei Ran not only helped Bat finish suturing and bandaging his wounds, but also helped him put on the civilian clothes he had prepared in advance.
Almost as soon as Edelweiss was putting away the blood-stained medical waste, the blood bag hanging on the roof armrest was emptied.
"How do you feel? Do you want another pack?" Wei Ran asked, while he had already pulled out the blood transfusion needle for the bat.
"It would be better if you could add some wine or soak some khat grass in it." Although the bat who had woken up said weakly, he still had the strength to joke.
"Just wait until you fully recover to taste those with your mouth."
Wei Ran took the initiative and said without waiting for the other party to ask, "You have been unconscious for less than half an hour since I took you off the armored vehicle."
"So we are still in the refugee camp?" Bat looked around, "Where are the children? Where is my bag?"
"Packed in the back"
Wei Ran pointed to the cardboard boxes stacked behind the seats and the backpack on top of the cardboard boxes, and said in Arabic, "The children are here too, Hanwad, say hello to the bat."
"We were hiding inside, all seven of us were there, and no one was hurt."
In the hidden space disguised as a pile of cardboard boxes, Hanward and Dalal said in unison - like seven dwarfs.
"Okay, now keep quiet."
Wei Ran continued to speak in Arabic before the bat could speak, "We are in Mr. Varta's interview car, and I'm afraid we won't leave the refugee camp in a short time, so everyone must be vigilant. The danger has not been eliminated yet."
"This is your press pass."
Clara said, taking out a name tag from the pocket of the slightly larger director's vest and hanging it around Bat's neck, "Your current identity is Mr. Walter's driver and bodyguard, and Walter is Ying Shisekai.
Freelance journalists invited by the military to report favorably on them."
As if to explain something, Edelweiss mocked, "For this, the devils who should be made into lampshades generously paid ten thousand US dollars in cash."
"Backpack"
Hearing this, Bat became even more anxious, "Don't let those people find my backpack, it will cause trouble."
"And that camera bag," Wei Ran also reminded him.
"What's in there?"
While Edelweiss was talking, he had already lifted up the curtain between the driver's cab and the driver's cab, reaching out to pull over the camera bag placed by the co-pilot. At the same time, Weiran also picked up the backpack behind the seat.
“Here are photo negatives taken by hot air balloons in refugee camps.”
Bat took the backpack, opened it, took a look, and lowered his voice and said, "If you want to hide these negatives, no matter the Falangists or the Chairmen, they will not be willing to let the contents of the photos be published."
"give it to me"
Wei Ran said and took the backpack, then bent down to open the small door under the seat and handed it to the children who were hiding.
"This camera was borrowed from the military's special team. They might be able to recognize it." Wei Ran said, handing the camera bag Edelweiss handed him to Hanward.
He had just re-camouflaged the entrance and exit of the cardboard box, and Edelweiss, who had been staring outside, snapped her fingers and reminded, "Mr. Varta is back."
"Are you waiting for me to walk over?" Before Edelweiss finished speaking, Valta's mean shouting came from outside the car window, "Why don't you hurry up and bring the car over!"
"Let's go"
As Wei Ran spoke, he opened the car door and got out with Edelweiss one after another. At the same time, Bat also wrapped his head with a brand new Arab kerchief.
"You two go to the back"
Varta said before Wei Yan opened the car door, "Where is my bodyguard? Isn't it his job to drive?"
Before Edelweiss could say anything, and before Weiyan could catch Edelweiss, Bat also got out of the back seat and said angrily, "Sorry sir, I'm here."
"Hurry up and drive us around. I want to get the first-hand news. This will affect whether you will get extra bonuses!"
As Valta said, he pulled Wei Ran aside with a look of disgust on his face, opened the passenger door and got in, "You two go to the back compartment!"
He casually glanced at the soldiers with cracked chairs passing by, and happily pulled Edelweiss back to the rear compartment, which was still filled with the smell of blood and disinfectant.
"Can you still hold on?"
Waiting until the soldier who just passed by had gone away, and until the car started smoothly, Valta, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked worriedly.
"no problem"
As the bat spoke, he took out a piece of chat grass from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. This was what he had just taken out of his backpack.
"Tell me what happened last night"
Varta lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. "By the way, take us around the refugee camp. Victor, don't you have a camera? Just take some pictures."
"I'll take pictures of everything I see."
As Wei Ran spoke, he had already taken out the two Nikon cameras under the cover of his vest. Fortunately, both cameras contained film and had not been used.
"Lend me one," Edelweiss said to Wei Ran.
After a moment's hesitation, Wei Ran handed the Nikon SP to the other party. His hesitation was not because he was reluctant to part with it, but he just didn't want Edelweiss to see everything outside the car window.
"Last night...a lot of people died."
Just when Wei Ran, Edelweiss, and even Mr. Warta each raised their cameras, Bat sighed, chewed the chat grass, and began to reminisce in a hoarse voice.
In his story, Wei Ran followed the last armored vehicle to evacuate the refugee camp, and he stayed behind to secretly guard the children in the cellar. It was his son who sent those precious horses back to the refugee camp.
Uncle Um.
Apart from this only difference, the rest is not much different from what Wei Ran has experienced personally.
Outside the refugee camp, which he had never experienced before, with Edelweiss' few words, she and Wei Ran treated the seriously injured sewing machine, but failed to save his life.
In order to return to the refugee camp as soon as possible, Varta took the initiative to contact his friends in the military early this morning, and obtained a press card that allowed him to come in and report, as well as an unexpected reward of 10,000 US dollars.
At this point in the conversation, Bat also slowly stepped on the brakes. Outside the car window, which was covered with flies, there was still an ambulance with its front blown up and an armored vehicle with a big hole in its side that had not yet been cleaned up.
There was also no time to clean up the corpses hanging upside down next to them, including those from the hot air balloon.
At this time, his body was already covered with flies, and the only thing that made everyone recognize him at a glance was the blue eyes of the rabbit riding on the rabbit that fluttered slightly with the wind that carried the strong smell of corpse.
"We have to find a way to dispose of his body..."
"Need not"
Bat didn't wait for Edelweiss, who was covering her mouth, to finish speaking, then simply shook his head, "No, let the Falangists do whatever they want with his body."
"You...what did you say?" Edelweiss subconsciously looked at Wei Ran sitting next to her with pleading eyes.
"I said, let the Falangists do whatever they want with his body."
As he spoke, Bat slowly stepped on the accelerator and continued to drive along the street while saying, "He was a warrior. To protect the people he wanted to protect, it was an honor to die on the land he protected. Even if he was hanged
There, for him, was glory.
Whether it's him or my Uncle Um, or me or even the kids, we're all equally prepared."
At this point, Bat took a deep breath and murmured to himself, "On the contrary, maybe we should think about sending the sewing machine couple home after leaving here alive, and what about those children?
manage."
"Do you have any ideas?" Valta, who had been silent just now, asked looking at the flies flying all over the window.
"I have a big house in Corsica, and the house I bought with a hot air balloon is next door. We even dug a tunnel between the basements."
Bat said firmly, "Let the children live there, I will take care of them when they grow up, and I will train them to be the best warriors, the best doctors, the best reporters, the best..."
"Painter" Edelweiss added, "Believe me, only painters can make people feel scared."
"Well, the best painter."
Bat smiled indifferently, "No matter what, I will raise them as my own children. When they grow up, they can choose to live in France as Frenchmen, or they can choose to return to Beirut as Palestinians."
, go back to Palestine and do whatever they want."
"I will help you"
Warta made a self-deprecating promise, "I will help you take care of those children. If they are willing to become reporters, I can be their teacher. Although I am a wart and am afraid of the painter's wart."
"Sorry, Mr. Varta." Edelweiss apologized quickly, "I forgot about you..."
"It doesn't matter"
Valta waved his hands indifferently, and pressed the shutter toward the car window while saying, "I was only the age of Rama when I luckily escaped from the concentrated trap. I spent most of my childhood in concentrated traps.
spent in.
But kids, look at what's happening out there!
It is no exaggeration. I have never seen such a miserable scene in any centralized company managed by Germans.
I began to wonder if, after the end of World War II, all the Germans who escaped justice came here to start a new business incognito."
"Definitely not like that"
Edelweiss, who was frightened by the many horrific corpses outside and the strong smell of corpses, turned pale and said mockingly, "Although my grandfather is an Austrian, he is no different from a traditional German. He is just as old-fashioned and lacks...
imagination.
So even if he and his colleagues escaped the trial and came here, they would definitely not be able to do such a thing."
"Compared to those kids"
Walter knocked on the car window with his finger and pointed at the smelly little corpses lying on the roadside. "Compared with them, I actually started to feel that my childhood was not bad. Although those Germans always instigated
The dogs they raised chased and bit my butt for fun, but at least they didn’t confiscate my dick and scalp.”
When the topic reached this point, Bat slowed down the speed of the car again, took a deep look at the body tied to the telephone pole on the roadside, and then just wiped the corners of his eyes and increased the speed again.
In the back car, Wei Ran sighed silently as he pressed the shutter button. The corpse was Uncle Um.
Almost all the skin on his body was peeled off, leaving only the face filled with pain and hatred, flies all over his body, and... and those pieces of skin randomly discarded all over the floor.
"parking"
Valta spoke without warning, and Bat subconsciously stepped on the brakes.
"vomit--!"
As soon as the car door opened, Valta pulled off his mask and vomited out. However, when he noticed that not far from the vomit, there was a corpse that had been crushed by the track and could only barely make out a human shape, he was also busy.
He waved his hand to signal him to leave, while he started retching more violently, and at the same time he had to drive away the flies that tried to fly into his mouth.
Starting from this nightmarish noon, Wei Ran rode in this interview car, as an intern assistant, and Edelweiss, who had the same identity, followed Mr. Varta back and forth, and after he and Edelweiss once
I struggled through meaningless interviews and painful filming while vomiting uncontrollably again.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Also persevering are Bat, who has a broken shoulder blade but has to be the driver, and the children hiding in the secret compartment of the cardboard box.
Fortunately, until the sky got darker and darker and the sun was blocked by the horizon, no flares were raised, and no one discovered the children hiding in the carriage.
Unfortunately, even though the sky has darkened, surviving refugees are still being discovered one after another.
In the camera lenses they raised again and again, the unarmed refugees were driven near the entrance and exit of the refugee camp.
But this is not the end. These poor survivors were divided according to gender. A considerable number of women were released, but the vast majority of men, including those who were not adults, were taken directly into trucks.
Pull away.
"Where will those men be taken?" A lieutenant living in Vartara at the entrance to the refugee camp asked in fluent Hebrew.
"stadium"
The lieutenant waited for Wei Ran to finish taking photos for him, then he pointed in the direction where the trucks disappeared and replied, "They will undergo necessary investigations and will be released after they are determined to be not terrorists."
“So that’s how it is”
Varta nodded in realization, "Sir, we have been interviewing here all afternoon. We are ready to leave here and follow those trucks to the stadium. Do you and your soldiers need to inspect my interview vehicle?"
"Of course not, Mr. Varta."
As the chair-cracked soldier spoke, he had already greeted the soldiers not far away by raising the pole and confidently "blessed" him, "Mr. Varta, welcome back here again. This will become our land when the time comes."
, there will be nice neighborhoods and smooth streets, at least it won’t be as smelly as it is now.”
"I look forward to that day and wish you a happy life."
Varta shook hands with the other party with a smile, handed the camera in his hand to Wei Ran, and said in French, "Victor, take a picture of me and this gentleman."
"It's my pleasure"
Wei Ran said, taking the other person's camera and pressing the shutter towards the two people standing side by side.
After paying for the ticket to leave here with a group photo, Valta finally shook hands with the lieutenant again, then got into the passenger seat and let Wei Ran close the door for him.
"Goodbye, gentlemen."
Varta opened the car window and said loudly in Hebrew, "Obviously, this place is so safe because of your presence. Thank you for your protection."
"Wow"
Wei Ran, who had already gotten into the car, closed the door of the rear compartment at the same time. Bat also stepped on the accelerator and drove the car slowly out of the refugee camp, following the truck in front and disappearing into the night.
"Go..." Valta said tremblingly, "Go to the dock...quickly! Ugh——!"
Looking at Valta who was holding the car window open and retching again, Bat spit out the already chewed Chat grass in his mouth and slowly stepped on the accelerator.
In the back car, Wei Ran also gently hugged Edelweiss, who was pale and trembling.
"Escaped, right?" Edelweiss asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I escaped." Wei Ran subconsciously hugged the slender girl tightly.
"Let's have a drink when we get back?" Edelweiss looked up at Wei Ran and begged.
"Have a drink." Wei Ran nodded, "Let's have a good drink after we go back... Sigh..."
As Wei Ran sighed in despair, everything in front of him was annihilated by white light, and the real touch and strong smell of corpses in his arms disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if... nothing had happened.
So... did you and the children survive?
As Wei Ran muttered to himself, the white light gradually faded, and he also felt the slightly cold wind blowing in front of him.
When his vision returned to normal, Wei Ran couldn't help but be stunned.
As far as the eye can see, there is a high mountain with a snow-topped mountain, and closer, there is a green pasture.
On this pasture, a fat and strong St. Bernard dog was chasing a running goat in a slightly clumsy manner.
Almost subconsciously, Wei Ran guessed where this place was. He even guessed that the St. Bernard dog's name must be Adolf.
He turned around and looked around. He was on the terrace at the entrance of a two-story wooden house. Through the half-open wooden door, he could vaguely see a slender girl in a skirt doing something in the room with her back to him.
.
Next to him were two single sofas and a small wooden coffee table. On the coffee table, there were cans and bottles of candied dates.
He raised his sleeves to the tip of his nose and smelled it. Although he was still wearing the same clothes, luckily he no longer had the strong corpse odor on his body.
I almost cautiously walked to the terrace. Next to this rather beautiful wooden house, there was a garage that was not too big, but was extremely clean.
There was also a six-wheel emergency vehicle parked in the garage that he was very familiar with. He could even see through the windshield the rabbit-riding blue-eyed pendant hanging on the rearview mirror of the car.
"looking at what?"
Just as Wei Ran was looking at the car in a daze, Edelweiss' question came from behind him.
Turning around subconsciously, Edelweiss had already brought a bottle of red wine in an ice bucket and two goblets on a tray, as well as a plate of Mozart chocolate balls and two Sacher cakes.
Compared with when she was in the refugee camp, Edelweiss is now more beautiful and refined in both appearance and clothing - like a princess.
But compared to the beautiful white skirt she was wearing, she still wore the prisoner-of-war watch from her grandfather on her wrist.
"nothing"
Wei Ran subconsciously rolled up the cuffs of his sweater. In his hand, he also held the Soviet watch he had captured - it happened to stop at 12 o'clock, and the second hand had just turned less than half a circle.
"We agreed to have a drink."
Edelweiss said, having already picked up a bottle of red wine, wiped it carefully with a towel, and then poured it into the two red wine glasses.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Is this your grandfather's house?" Wei Ran asked as he took the wine glass and sat on the sofa.
"yes"
Edelweiss picked up another glass of wine and sat on Wei Ran's lap in a familiar manner. She touched him lightly and then took a sip of wine, then lay in his arms and whispered, "
This is my grandfather’s farm, I pretty much grew up here, do you see that Saint Bernard?”
"Is it Adolf?"
Wei Ran also took a sip of wine, gently hugged the girl lying in his arms again, and asked in the same murmur.
"Yes, it is Adolf, a very clever Saint Bernard."
Edelweiss whispered softly against Wei Ran's ear, "When I was little, I often rode a goat to compete with him to see who could climb to the top of the mountain first. I always fell off the goat's back halfway.
But every time he would stop, spin around in a circle, wag his tail happily at me, and lick my face like crazy."
"Mr. Adolf's sheep-herding skills don't seem very professional?"
Wei Ran asked softly into the other person's ear, even though they had had this conversation in almost the same posture, huddled in the cab of the ambulance.
"It's true that he doesn't know how to herd sheep, and he doesn't know how to bring whiskey to rescue people, but he is quite good at catching mice."
Before Edelweiss finished speaking, Wei Ran once again noticed that hot tears fell from the corners of the girl's eyes and hit his neck, causing goose bumps to appear and causing him to subconsciously hug her tightly.
"very nice..."
Edelweiss also hugged Wei Ran tightly and said happily into his ear with a tearful voice.
"What..."
"At least you survived..."
Edelweiss, who was already in tears, murmured softly, "I say it's great, at least you survived..."
The moment he heard what she said clearly, Wei Ran felt that his heart had stopped beating. He suppressed the panic in his heart and asked, "You...what did you say..."
"I said..."
Edelweiss hugged Wei Ran tighter, and in the white light pouring out around her, she whispered softly into his ear, "Continue telling me your stories on the battlefield..."
"good..."
Wei Ran responded desperately, allowing himself and the delicate and protective girl in his arms to be completely swallowed up by the tide of white light.
