Carrying a full bottle of cold beer in exchange for a Coke, Wei Ran strolled back.
Although the military police captain Sean was very different from the rumors that Tom, Randy and others inquired about, in any case, the other party was willing to find him specifically and took the initiative to explain. Then, no matter what happened before, it would naturally be revealed.
It's past.
After gathering his mood and getting into the snoring tent, Wei Ran placed the bottle of Coke sent by Sean on the ammunition box that served as a table, and then lay down on his bed.
Compared to the previous nights, this night was much quieter. Not only was there no sound of artillery, but there were also very few gunshots. This gave Wei Ran a rare and solid sleep.
However, before Wei Ran had time to finish a complete dream, he was awakened by a rustling sound. When he subconsciously held the pistol on his pillow and sat up suddenly, Lan, who had just taken off his helmet,
Di immediately raised his hands and shouted in panic, "It's me! Randy! It's me!"
"When did you come back?" Wei Ran put away his pistol and subconsciously asked nonsense. At the same time, Pastor Tom was still lying on his bed snoring.
"I just came back." Randy put down his raised hands and breathed a sigh of relief, "I almost pissed myself from your fright."
"I almost pissed myself because you scared me," Wei Ran said angrily, "Why are you back?"
"It's almost dawn, of course I'll be back."
Randy explained matter-of-factly, and while taking off his boots, he showed off, "Victor, it's a shame you didn't come with me. That bastard Marshall and his new friends caught more than one woman! Yes."
Four! A good four! My God, I've never been on the same night with..."
"You'd better keep your voice down." Wei Ran pointed at Tom, who was still snoring. "Otherwise, if you wake up Tom, he and his God may judge you again."
"That's right." Randy quickly lowered his voice after hearing this, and said while lying on the bed, "Victor, I have to sleep for a while, otherwise I won't even be able to lift the stretcher after dawn."
"Marshall doesn't plan to come back?" Wei Ran also lay down and asked.
"Their camp is near the highway, and they will be stationed there at night. I'm afraid they won't come back in the next few days." Randy thought for a while and said, "But if you are interested tomorrow, you can go and have a look with me."
"We'll talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow, go to sleep." Wei Ran responded perfunctorily, then closed his eyes, not taking Randy's invitation to heart.
Not long after this sleep, Wei Ran was awakened again by the movement and bright light outside the tent. When he opened the tent door, the sea a few hundred meters away had been dyed red gold by the early morning sun.
Wei Ran washed his face carelessly and threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth. Wei Ran moved his shoulders and walked towards the operating room not far away.
"Good morning, Doctor Victor." Nurse Jenny greeted Wei Ran.
"How is the condition of the wounded?"
"Two died last night, and one seems to have died this morning. They are all seriously injured." Jenny said and pointed to the busy trucks in the distance. "In addition, some operating rooms will be moved to places closer to the front line today.
.”
"Shall we go too?"
“We don’t have to go”
Jenny said happily, "Because of the unfair treatment you suffered the day before yesterday, Dr. Harrison specifically requested that you stay behind, and I can stay with him."
"Looks like I can be lazy today?"
"You can be lazy, but I still have to take care of the wounded."
Nurse Jenny was optimistic enough and said happily, "But no matter what, it's safer than being on the front line."
"In that case, call me anytime if you need anything."
"Of course! But now you can go to the dining car to have breakfast." After nurse Jenny said this, she quickly walked to the casualty tent not far away with a tray filled with medicine.
Although there is no need to go to the front line, it is equally busy here, and Nurse Jenny is not the only one who is busy. In the distance, the engineers from the Seabee Battalion are still building various fire bunkers day and night, consolidating this area bit by bit.
The defense system of the battlefield that was hard won.
But just as Jenny said, Wei Ran was really free. From morning to noon, the only work he was busy with for a while was to perform a hemostasis operation on a prisoner who was kidnapped from nowhere.
, I just kindly helped to dislocate my limbs.
However, what he didn't expect was that when the sun was about to set in the afternoon, Marshall cursed and ran back from the front with Randy working together to carry a severely burned wounded man.
"Why are you back?"
Wei Ran asked overjoyed, "Marshall, didn't you drive a fire-breathing tank? Why did you become a stretcher bearer?"
"How do I know what those idiots think?" Marshall cursed and took out a pack of cigarettes, lit them, and then handed the cigarette case and matches to Randy.
"This bastard burned all those women from last night to death this morning."
Randy said helplessly, "And I don't know which bastard reported the tank driver he replaced."
"Then you came back?"
Wei Ran asked in surprise, but in fact, he already had a rough guess in his heart. If nothing unexpected happened, it was probably the military police captain named Sean who did it.
"Not only is he back, he can't even drive the bulldozer this time."
Randy's tone suddenly became more gloating, "He has been assigned to repair bulldozers. Until the island is completely taken over, he is not allowed to go to the front line, otherwise he will be sent to a military court."
"You can really cause trouble." Wei Ran pretended to be helpless and shook his head, obviously not wanting Marshall to see that he already knew something about the situation.
"I can always find an opportunity"
Marshall winked at Randy and waited for the latter to lift the empty stretcher with him before continuing, "Let's go back to the tent first. The idiot who drove me back asked me to go to the priest to confess. What should I confess?
What’s the content of the tattoo on Confessor Tom’s white ass?”
This chapter is not over, please click the next page to continue reading! "Marshall! You bastard, do you think my ears were deafened by the shells?!" Tom on crutches limped from a tent full of wounded people.
rushed out and complained loudly.
"Hey! Since your ears can still be used, come here quickly! I want to find you to confess the good things you did this morning!"
Marshall shouted at the top of his lungs, and then winked at Randy again. The two of them slowly carried the stretcher to Tom's side, forcing him to lie down on the stretcher, and let the two of them pull him down.
Carry it back to the tent.
After Wei Yan fastened the tent door and hung up the two empty cans, Tom stood up straight again with the help of Marshall and Randy.
"What trouble did you get into again, you bastard?" Tom asked with a headache.
"Put those little things aside first," Marshall said, turning the stretcher over, "Look at the good things I brought back for you!"
Before they finished speaking, Marshall and Randy had already taken out bulging medical kits from the pockets on the back of the tent, and even took out four ugly Southern Fourteenth pistols and four pistols that were only half a meter long at most.
Of course, the katana swords can be called wakizashi.
"Did you pick these up?" Tom asked in surprise.
"Marshall picked it up. When he asked me to go there last night, he wanted to hide these valuable things in advance."
While Randy was speaking, he had already pulled over an ammunition box, then opened the medical bag in his hand and poured the contents into it.
Amidst the clattering sound, gold rings of different styles, gold necklaces, bracelets, hairpins and even gold teeth all fell into the box with a clatter.
It wasn't over yet. What came out of the medical bag that Marshall opened were all watches and pocket watches of various styles.
Immediately afterwards, the third and fourth medical bags were opened together, and what was poured out were folding fans, combs that seemed to be made of horns, but were inlaid with complicated patterns, and hairpins that also had complicated patterns.
Decorated jewelry boxes and cigarette cases.
Shaking the medical bag in his hand, Marshall threw it away, and then he and Randy picked up the last two remaining medical bags. But this time, Marshall did not pour the contents directly into the wooden box.
He reached inside and took out a camera and some film. As for the medical bag in Randy's hand, it was all filled with film.
"Where did you get the camera?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.
"The women caught yesterday got it from their hands, and so did the film."
Marshall nonchalantly handed the medical bag containing the camera and film to Wei Ran, "The films in here are all unused. We can take some group photos when we have time in the future."
"What's in Randy's hand?" Tom asked dully.
“Those are used”
Marshall winked and explained, "It was used last night. I heard Randy say that your butt was injured, so I thought that since you can't attend our party, I can at least take pictures of those wonderful moments as a souvenir for you."
.”
"Marshall, you will definitely go to hell." Tom said while extending his hand to Randy, "Remember to give me more."
“Everyone has a share!”
Marshall said, handing the first four pistols he took out to everyone, "One for each person, keep it as a souvenir."
"I'll forget it"
Wei Ran, who had been playing with the camera just now, was the first to wave his hand and refuse, "I don't want this crappy gun, it will hurt me."
"Victor is right."
Tom followed up and said, "The first enemy I killed on this island was using this kind of pistol. Its first shot did not penetrate my helmet, and the second shot jammed again.
Otherwise, I would have no chance to kill him."
"I just said no one likes this kind of scrap metal."
Randy said in anticipation, "You should have listened to me and brought back those beautiful porcelain teapots."
"You guys are so picky, I even found a lot of bullets for you."
Marshall angrily threw the three pistols and several boxes of ammunition under the bed, then picked up the wakizashi and asked, "You are interested in these, right?"
"Randy and I often encountered these rags when we were carrying stretchers."
Tom refused again, "Marshall, what's going on with you? You're acting like we've never been to the front line. Can't you bring back something interesting?"
"Why don't you just ask me to bring you a beautiful girl back?"
Marshall randomly divided the remaining items in the box, such as watches, into four parts. "You won't refuse these things, right?"
"At least I won't refuse"
As he spoke, Randy had already stuffed his own portion into the bag, and at the same time muttered, "I am such a fool, why have I never thought of picking up some valuable loot before?"
"At least you're stupid about this."
Marshall said proudly, "If I were to carry the stretcher, it would only take two days at most to fill this tent."
"If it were you who carried the stretcher, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to carry a single wounded person in two days."
Wei Ran casually threw the wakizashi he had just spotted on the bedside of his bed, then pointed at his share of gold and silver and said, "Forget it, you can take it and share it, but this one
How about the camera and the unused film being mine?”
"Victor, I think you may be the generous God that Tom said." As Marshall spoke, he immediately divided Wei Ran's portion into three parts.
"You can share mine too!"
Tom randomly picked some jewelry and two combs and put them in his pocket, then picked up a watch and put it on his hand. "I don't need these things, but remember to give me more of those films."
"I almost forgot, you are a damn rich man."
Without saying a word, Marshall pushed Wei Ran's share to Randy, and then pulled Tom's share into his helmet.
"It seems our pastor Tom just wants a woman now," Randy joked as he put his trophies into a bag.
"I heard his ass..."
"Shut up!" Tom didn't wait for Marshall to finish speaking, then grabbed a pocket watch and threw it over. "Didn't you, a scumbag, come to me to confess?"
"No"
While Marshall was speaking, he thrust a large bag of film recording the friendship between the United States and Japan last night into Tom's hands, and said proudly, "I just bribed God's servants, so I don't have to repent."
