Chapter 199 Barber shop and photo studio in the snowstorm
In the hunter's cabin illuminated by kerosene lamps, Dr. Jason, with the assistance of Wei Ran, meticulously performed an eyeball removal operation on Konon.
Around them, the other five wounded people were sitting or lying around the fireplace where a bonfire had been lit. The Markla father and son and the young German soldier Flory had already entered with axes, saws and weapons.
Coniferous forest around hunter's hut.
As Markla said before, the blizzard was coming soon, and they had to stock up on enough firewood for heating and food to satisfy their hunger before the blizzard came.
As the operation progressed, the howling cold wind outside the window became more and more violent, and the only small window outside was already shrouded in rising snowflakes, blocking all sight.
Under the strong wind, the window frame made various unsettling noises, as if there was a ghost crying and beating outside. But even so, Dr. Jason was still performing the operation meticulously.
Finally, with a soft clang, he used tweezers to throw a cannonball skin the size of a fingernail next to the eyeball on the tray.
Almost at the same time that Dr. Jason finished bandaging Conon's wound, Markla and his son also pushed open the door and walked in with Flory.
"How was the harvest?" Jason asked without raising his head.
"I was lucky, I shot a wolf."
Young Karl said proudly, "In addition, we also found a hibernating bear not far from us. When we need it, we can invite it here to sit."
"How are our partners doing?" Markla, who came in later, asked while patting the snow on her body.
"The operation was successful." Jason took off his gloves after completing the final work. "Although one eye is blind, at least the other one is saved. In addition, he may be in pain for a few days."
After hearing this, Markla and his son were relieved, but then they became worried again, worried that Konon, a weakling, would talk nonsense and harm everyone after he woke up.
Seeing Markla winking at his son, Wei Ran immediately took over the topic and asked with ulterior motives, "Doctor Jason, do the wounds of the other wounded need to be treated?"
"Come on." Dr. Sen gave Wei Ran enough trust. "They changed the medicine four hours ago. You can handle it. I want to take a rest."
"thank you for your trust"
Wei Ran was naturally so happy. He originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of helping the wounded to treat their wounds to see if there was Yannick he was looking for among these people. Since the other party had given all the work to him, he naturally wanted to
It could not be better.
In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Wei Ran started from the simplest injury, changing dressings for those who needed it, and easing the pain that needed it. He also chatted with each wounded person for a while, and finally identified a wounded person whose face was covered with bandages.
This is the Yannick he is looking for.
According to Jason, Yannick encountered a sniper while driving to retreat. The bullet entered his left cheek and then came out of his right chin, almost knocking off his entire chin.
Thanks to the fact that he was turning around to talk to his companions in the same car at the time, otherwise the bullet might have taken away his life. But even if he survived for the time being, his situation was not optimistic and he could die at any time.
risk.
While going to the bathroom, Wei Ranmian took out ten penicillins from the medical kit that they didn't have at all. He also took out all the Snickers bars from the food box and put them into his bag. At the same time, he also took out the entire Hunter.
I walked around the inside and outside of the hut.
Although this hunter's cabin made of logs is not large in area, it is fully equipped. In addition to a simple toilet that leaks air, there is also a utility room that is not too big. In addition to various animal traps and a large bucket
In addition to nearly 20 liters of kerosene, there was also a dusty sleigh.
In addition to these unexpected surprises, there is actually a deep enough cellar under the floor of the utility room. According to Markla, this cellar was dug to the permafrost layer and was used for preservation when they came here to hunt in the summer.
Even in the hottest days of summer, the cellar can maintain sub-zero temperatures.
After a brief tour of the hunter's cabin, by the time Dr. Jason put the chopped wolf meat and a few boxes of cans issued by the German army into the pot to cook, Markla and his son had already carried their precious anti-tank weapons inside.
In the hunter's cabin, he disassembled it into parts and wiped it carefully. Wei Ran took over Carl's work and stayed by the side of Konon, who was still unconscious.
"Where did you get such outdated weapons?" Flory, the young German soldier, sat beside the bearskin blanket spread out by Markla and curiously asked Wei Ran not far away.
"You left them behind when you retreated," Markla answered in a calm tone after listening to Wei Ran's translation.
Flory reached out and picked up the huge magazine filled with bullets. He took one look at it and sneered, "You picked it up by mistake. The magazines contain training bullets with solid warheads. You can't shoot with this metal block."
Wear armor."
"I know those are training bombs."
Markla took the magazine and said, "Victor, tell our friends that we had no intention of shooting at them, otherwise we would have brought armor-piercing bullets, and this anti-tank gun can be withdrawn at any time if they use it.
go."
Dr. Jason raised his head in surprise. After hesitating for a moment, he simply got up and walked over to take a look and confirm with Flory. After confirming that the magazine contained indeed training ammunition, the serious-looking middle-aged man
The man apologized to Markla in proficient Finnish, "My friends, I misunderstood you before. You and your partners are still loyal to our friendship."
"We are still friends, aren't we?" Markla asked in a calm tone.
"Privately, you are indeed still our friend." Dr. Jason sighed, "But you betrayed your motherland by doing this."
Young Karl took over the conversation and said nonchalantly, "It's just Mr. Stalin who betrayed the Soviet Union. Anyway, that short man who is not as tall as a pipe will not come to such a ghost place to check our anti-tank gun magazines. In fact,
He probably can't even operate a sled, so there's nothing to worry about."
I have to admit that the poisonous Carl was quite popular before Conon woke up. After his words were translated into German by Jason, they immediately made everyone who was still awake laugh out loud.
"Is that Carl?"
Dr. Jason, who was always serious, laughed and hit the table. He said out of breath, "This is the funniest sentence I have heard in Finland in the past two years."
Karl relaxed the flannel in his hand and said humbly, "Mr. Jason, this is also the most sincere compliment I have ever heard in my 19 years in Finland."
"Tell Carl he should be a comedian, like Chaplin."
Flory patted Wei Ran hard on the shoulder and said, "Although that dwarf Chaplin often mocks our round head, I have to admit that he is really a master of comedy!"
After saying this, Flory stood up, imitated Chaplin, and walked a few steps with a virtual cane. At this time, even without the need for Wei Ran's translation, the Macra and his son immediately started laughing.
After Weiran translated what Flory said, Karl said happily, "After the war is over, if I have the chance, I might really be able to be a comedian, and maybe I will go on tour in Germany."
"I believe that Lian Yuan Capital will come to see your show by then!" Flory vowed.
"Yuanshou?"
Dr. Jason shook his head without trace. There was not much smile on his serious face. Instead, there was confusion and undisguised worry about the future. "The current situation is not very good. When we withdraw from Finland and Norway,
After leaving, the unchecked Soviet Union was far more terrifying than what we saw."
After Wei Ran translated Dr. Jason's words, the warm hunter's cabin fell into silence. After a long time, Flory said, "I heard that the Americans are about to enter Germany?"
"A bridgehead has been established on the edge of the Rhine"
A wounded man who was still conscious said, "I heard it on their radio some time ago."
"Are we going to lose this war?" Although the voice of another wounded man was not loud, it made almost all the awake Germans in the room frown.
"No, we will definitely not lose!" Flory's young face showed a hint of fanaticism, "We will definitely be able to drive them away, just like we did in Dunkirk, France in 40 years.
.”
Dr. Jason stood up silently, walked to the vent not far from Konon, lit a cigarette, and murmured in Finnish that only Wei Ran and others could understand, "It's different.
Yes, even if everyone in our group army can rush back smoothly, it will be a miracle if we can drive the enemy out of Germany. Although I am very reluctant to admit it, this war will probably end in a short time."
"How about you stay in Finland?" Markla walked to Dr. Jason and whispered his thoughts, "As long as you take off your military uniforms, no one can find you, not even the Soviets.
.”
Dr. Jason smiled and asked in a calm tone, "Are you sure your Soviet companion with an injured eye won't tell anyone?"
"You...how did you..." Markla's eyes widened, and a look of panic appeared on his face.
Wei Ran, who was not far away from the two of them, secretly tensed up his nerves at this time. While eavesdropping on their conversation, he used his peripheral vision to look at Dr. Jason and Karl, who was talking with gestures and a few simple Finnish words.
Communicating with the young soldier Flory.
Dr. Jason opened his palm, revealing a black Soviet soldier capsule and showed it to Markla. Without waiting for the other party to reach out, he put it into his pocket again, slightly louder, and continued in Finnish, "Here
No nationality, just friends and wounded. How about maintaining your current identity at least until the storm stops?"
"I...I have no objection," Markla said solemnly, "Thank you, my friend."
"Let's taste wolf meat!"
Dr. Jason flicked the cigarette butt along the vent and continued to speak in Finnish and German respectively, "Of course, if possible, before eating, I suggest everyone put their weapons outside the door of this cabin.
?”
"I have no objection!" Karl was the first to say, picked up the rifle leaning against the corner and walked towards the door.
"I have no objection!" Flory stood up for the second time and picked up the submachine gun at hand.
With these two people taking the lead, the weapons of the others, including the anti-tank weapon, were wrapped in rabbit skin blankets by Markla and carried to the ice and snow at the door with the help of Wei Ran.
"Dr. Jason, you really should consider staying in Finland."
Markla held a bowl of broth and extended the invitation again, "I can guarantee that Konon will not reveal your identity."
Dr. Jason slowly shook his head, "Finland can choose to withdraw from this war that has nothing to do with you in the first place, but Germany has no choice, and the Germans have no choice. We are like the snow on the rock wall.
The moment they fell from the sky, they had already made their final choice."
"At least let the wounded stay," Karl said, looking at the wounded sitting or lying around, "or at least let them recover from their injuries before they can leave."
Dr. Jason smiled and said firmly, "Injured snowflakes are also snowflakes. They also have their mission and the glory they must protect."
"A rigid German guy, good words can't persuade a ghost who wants to die."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, not bothering to add to their question about snowflakes. He poked a piece of hard wolf meat with a strong fishy smell with a fork and took a bite. Then he frowned and made up his mind to wait for this.
After the incident is over, be sure to keep some seasoning in the food box that can cook smelly insoles into delicious ones.
After finishing his own broth in a few mouthfuls, Wei Ran once again took the initiative to change the dressings of all the wounded, and took the opportunity to give each patient a dose of penicillin, which was a life-saving medicine for them.
.
Secretly putting away the medicine bottle, Wei Ran was about to stand up when Konon grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.
"Are you awake?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice in Finnish.
Konon touched the gauze-wrapped right eye and the gauze on his face from behind, then used his remaining right eye to look at the wounded lying around and Flory, who was humming a folk song in German not far away.
Then he asked hoarsely, "Are we captured by the Germans?"
"To be precise, we were saved by the Germans."
Wei Ran pointed to Dr. Jason, who was chatting with Markla by the fireplace, "It was the German doctor who helped you complete the operation. He already knew your identity and agreed that before the blizzard outside stopped, this room
There are only the wounded and those who take care of them."
"The Germans saved me?" Konon was a little unbelievable for a moment.
"You are just a casualty now"
Wei Ran reminded emphatically, "Currently, only Dr. Jason, a German, knows your nationality, so if you don't want Markla and my son to be shot to death by other Germans, you'd better speak Finnish more purely, or
Just shut up."
Konon reached out and touched the cowhide holster at his waist, then touched the inner pocket of his jacket, and asked nervously, "Where are my weapons and my interview notes?"
"Everyone's weapons are outside the door"
Wei Ran took out a Snickers bar from his pocket and stuffed it into Konon's mouth. "As for your interview notes, I have lost them. This dessert is compensation for you. In addition, I can use your camera."
.Since we saved you, from now on, how about you Konon, a member of the Civil Guard who came with me from Vyborg?"
Konon was silent for a long time after hearing this, and finally closed his eyes, took the Snickers bar from his mouth and nodded imperceptibly, "After this matter is over, I will truthfully report what you did to Pravda."
everything."
"It's up to you," Wei Ran said angrily, "as long as you don't care about killing Markla and Karl."
He blocked Konon's mouth with a piece of dessert, and Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Like the Markla and his son, he was worried that this idiot would do something impulsive and stupid. But for now, it seems that he is not too stupid.
, at least he still has a brain.
However, shortly after Wei Ran eliminated Konon, the wounded man with an abdominal injury developed a high fever without any warning.
The situation was urgent. In order to maintain the rare peaceful and harmonious atmosphere in this hunter's cabin, Wei Ran took out all the four penicillins he had left without worrying about anything else.
These four precious penicillins made Dr. Jason feel like a treasure. Unfortunately, even though he gritted his teeth and used two of them on the wounded man who was shot in the abdomen, it was already dawn when the blizzard was raging outside the window.
The wounded who never regained consciousness ultimately failed to survive.
"His name is Luca, Luca from Hamburg. He once received a medal from Finland...forget it, that medal has been returned."
With a sad tone, Flory finally introduced the name and origin of the soldier who had turned into a corpse to everyone. Then he gently took off the oval metal soldier tag around his neck, skillfully broke it in half, and put the soldier on the chain.
Put half of it into a palm-sized iron box, and then put the other half into Luke's mouth, and finally helped him close his eyes.
Doctor Jason, who was on the other side, had already taken out a document, a pen, a finely crafted Finnish hunting knife and a wedding ring from the body.
Under everyone's gaze, Dr. Jason tore off a piece of cloth from Luca's trouser leg, carefully wrapped the thing he had just taken out, and handed it to Flory.
"Let me take a picture of him."
"Let's take a group photo." Flory, whose eyes were red, helped up Luca's body. "He is my college classmate. We joined the army together and agreed to go back together."
Wei Ran sighed, nodded and said, "Then let's take a group photo."
Doctor Jason stood up and reached out to adjust the kerosene gas lamp hanging above his head to the maximum brightness, while the remaining soldiers who were still awake struggled to get up and get to Luca's side.
"You guys can come too," Flory invited Macra and his son, "Thank you for bringing us here before the storm."
Although no one translated for them, Markla and his son looked at each other and silently walked to Dr. Jason. For a moment, in this warm hunter's cabin, only Wei Ran with the camera and lying next to him were left.
of Conon.
"Together?" Wei Ran turned to Konon and asked.
Conon hesitated for a moment, then finally struggled to stand up and followed the example of Markla and his son and walked to Dr. Jason's side.
With the crisp sound of the shutter, a sad and contradictory photo was frozen on the silver salt photographic paper.
An additional photo was taken of Flori and the two holding Luca. After the Markla and his son sent Luca's body into the ice cellar under the utility room floor while the other conscious German soldiers saluted, Wei Ran took advantage of the situation.
Offer to take a photo of everyone.
At this time, the wind was still howling outside the window and the blizzard was raging. In addition, Jason and others had just lost another companion and needed something to divert their attention, so this proposal was immediately approved by everyone except Conon.
For a while, Dr. Jason and Flory took the initiative to get two large iron buckets of snow from outside the door. Before the snow was melted by the campfire and turned into hot water, the two of them got help from Markla and his son.
Next, I carefully organized the environment in the hunter's cabin to create a warm background as much as possible, and at the same time, as much as possible, to distract from the sadness of losing another companion.
During their busy work, the hunter's cabin became unprecedentedly clean and tidy, and Dr. Jason actually dug out a razor, matching shaving brush, shaving soap, and
A small bottle of aftershave.
This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading! This is not over yet. This middle-aged doctor with superb medical skills and a serious face even took out a pair of barber scissors from the box, a large box of hair wax and a piece of wax that were stacked very neatly.
cloth and a mirror with a metal case.
At this time, the seriousness on the doctor's face became particularly kind and enthusiastic. While vigorously shaking the scarf, he asked, "Which gentleman would like to get a haircut and shave at the same time?"
"I come!"
Karl, who was just venomous but thoughtless, was the first to jump out, "Dr. Jason, I hope your barbering skills can be as great as your medical skills!"
"Don't worry young man"
Dr. Jason enthusiastically invited Karl to sit down on a simple stool and said with some pride, "I originally wanted to be a barber, but my father sent me to medical school, but even so, I
I secretly learned barbering skills. And as you promise, my barbering skills are actually better than my medical skills."
Karl sat upright, but his mouth was not idle at all, "Please help me make my hair look more handsome, so maybe Shatu, the most beautiful girl in our town, will be willing to go on a date with me."
"Why would that nice girl Shatu fall in love with a fool like you?"
Markla curled her lips and said, "She is already a captain in Lotta (Lota Svard, a female militia organization that provided logistics and auxiliary work for frontline soldiers in the Finnish Army during World War II.). What about you? In the Civil Guard.
It's not as useful as the two animals at home."
"I'll definitely get her to agree to date me!"
Karl was speechless for a rare moment, and his face with pimples turned red from suppressing it. After Dr. Jason translated the conversation between father and son into German, the whole room burst into laughter.
That young face turned even redder.
However, I have to admit that Dr. Jason's barbering skills are indeed on par with his medical skills. In less than 20 minutes, Carl, who was originally a bit slovenly, has become extra energetic, even the soft beard around his lips.
They were all painted with pleasant-smelling foam amidst everyone's joking, and then shaved clean with a sharp razor.
Carl, who was cleaned up by Dr. Jason, was a living advertisement. For most of the next day, everyone, including Wei Ran and a few wounded people whose heads were not wrapped in gauze, became "Jason the Barber."
Customers on chairs.
Looking at himself in the mirror with his "Prussian hazelnut head" and touching his shaved chin, Wei Ran gave a thumbs up to Dr. Jason with satisfaction.
The latter responded with an elegant hat-off ceremony, then personally picked up the broom and swept the hair residue all over the floor to the corner.
More than two hours had passed since all this fuss. But no one had forgotten their original intention. So after cleaning up, everyone who could move took turns sitting at the table next to the window and set up the table.
The postures that are very characteristic of the times allowed Wei Ran to take a single photo of them with a little smile and a little sadness.
