After finishing off the last enemy, Wei Ran hurriedly ran back to the tent, and then found Tom hiding under the bed, covering his butt with one hand and holding the Bible in the other and frantically kissing the bullet embedded in it.
"Are you planning to have a baby with the Bible?" Wei Ran asked, dumbfounded.
"God just saved me!" Tom excitedly showed off the bullet still embedded in the Bible.
"Are you trying to steal the credit from me?"
Wei Ran cursed secretly, grabbed the other person's arm and pulled him out, "Are you okay?"
"it's okay no problem!"
Tom kissed the Xinhua Dictionary-sized Bible in his hand again and stuffed it into his arms again before saying with a grimace, "But my butt feels like it's about to burst."
"Ask your God, maybe he can help you sew it up again." Wei Ran stretched out his hand angrily, "Do you still have a spare magazine?"
After hearing this, Tom rummaged through his pocket, then simply pulled out his pistol and handed it over, "No more, only the magazine in the pistol seems to still have bullets."
Turning his head and looking outside, Wei Ran took the pistol and took out the magazine. Then he found that there were only two bullets left in it. He looked around and picked up the pistol that he had thrown away before. The bullets in it were also the same.
Not many, even including the bullet in the chamber, there are only two rounds.
"Where shall we hide?"
While Wei Ran was concentrating the bullets into a pistol, Tom had already picked up his backpack containing the priest's robe, and also stuffed the medical bag containing the camera and film into it.
Wei Ran, who was about to pull the sleeve, didn't have time to answer the former's question when a grenade exploded not far away.
Wei Ran looked over subconsciously, and then saw the smoke and dust evaporating from the operating room he was responsible for in the moonlight, as well as the two Japanese soldiers pointing guns at the door of the operating room.
"Let's go to the operating room"
Wei Ran lowered his head, pulled the sleeve to put a bullet, grabbed Tom's arm, and led him towards the operating room.
"Enemy! Enemy!" Tom shouted nervously.
"Know!"
The guard who had been staring at the two Japanese soldiers responded intently, then suddenly stopped, pulled Tom to squat down, raised his pistol, pointed it at the enemy's back and pulled the trigger.
After easily defeating the two enemies, Wei Ran picked up Tom again and jumped into the trench connected to the operating room as quickly as possible.
"Jenny! Jenny?"
Wei Ran shouted twice at the door of the operating room. Seeing no response from inside, his heart sank to the bottom, "I'm going in, don't shoot."
After saying that, Wei Ran pulled Tom and ran into the operating room that was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke. Then he turned on the flashlight hanging on his chest, took a look at it, and then turned it off immediately.
Although it was only for a moment, both Wei Ran and Tom could see clearly that Jenny was lying under the operating table holding the wounded patient waiting for treatment, but her back was already stained red with blood.
"Jenny may need your help"
Wei Ran sighed, took out a bottle of morphine from his pocket and handed it to Tom, "Don't turn on the light, I'll keep watch outside."
Before he finished speaking, he turned around and left the operating room. He bent down and picked up a rifle with a bayonet. Using the trench connected to the operating room as a cover, he selectively killed the enemies who tried to approach.
But the good times didn't last long, and soon more than a dozen Japanese soldiers rushed over, and even the leading ones had grenades in their hands!
Looking at the operating room not far away, and then at the tents full of wounded people lying on the other side behind him, Wei Ran took a deep breath, aimed at the leader, pulled the trigger, fired the last bullet in the rifle, and then fired the last bullet in the rifle.
He put it aside to get ready for the bayonet, pulled out the pistol again, and shot out all the remaining bullets inside.
"Don't let me know who the bastard on the skull said was a bit boring here!"
Wei Ran, who had already had a premonition that he was likely to confess here, cursed fiercely, threw away Tom's pistol, picked up the rifle he had just put down, and continued to mutter, "Otherwise, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
I don’t know if this curse had any effect. Just a second before the Weiran was about to rush out of the trench, a Caterpillar bulldozer with an armored cab roared over from the other side of the trench, almost touching the Weiyan.
With burning helmets, he crossed the trench, rampaging and cutting off the calves of all the Japanese soldiers who were shouting about the board. Then he used the wide crawler to crush them, and pushed the remaining upper parts back to them.
direction of time!
Wei Ran touched the helmet on his head with lingering fear. Wei Ran shivered involuntarily, and then he saw a cigar with sparks sticking out of the ventilation hole of the armored door of the bulldozer!
While the bulldozer, whose driver Wei Ran had guessed was busy, was busy, the recruits who had just made Wei Ran despair were instantly pushed to the edge of the camp.
However, the good times did not last long. Soon, Wei Ran saw with his own eyes several Japanese soldiers climbing onto the car body desperately, or directly threw themselves on the still rotating tracks and detonated the grenades in their hands!
"Boom boom boom!"
After a series of explosions close to the bulldozer, steaming flames erupted from near the engine of the body. The wide track on one side was blown off, and the stalled bulldozer immediately began to run away! Fortunately, after the grenades exploded, although the grenades destroyed the
A bulldozer was used, but it also took away the few remaining Japs.
Before the smoke cleared, the armored door of the bulldozer was pushed open. Marshall, who was still shirtless, kept moving his chin while picking his ears with one hand and holding a burning cigar in the other. He was about to go there dizzily.
Go down.
Obviously, although the grenades just now did not hurt this bastard, the huge noise and shock wave of the explosion did not make him feel much comfortable, so that the guy stepped on the air and fell down before any of his feet touched the ground.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! What’s even more terrible is that in just a short time, on the other side of the bulldozer wreckage, there were already forty or fifty more Japanese soldiers holding rifles.
, led by an animal holding a command knife, rushed out of the forest!
"Where did these special codes come from!"
Wei Ran cursed fiercely, threw away the rifle he was preparing to use for stabbing, jumped out of the trench with empty hands, and rushed as fast as possible towards Marshall, who tried to get up several times without success.
At the same time, a group of military police ran out of the distance to meet the latest Japanese soldiers who rushed out. And behind them, more soldiers rushed over from the direction of the beach.
Seeing this, Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the M1 carbine in the hand of a dead American soldier while running, and speeded up to approach Marshall, who was leaning on the track of the bulldozer and chewing a cigar with peace of mind.
"You are really born to drive a bulldozer! If it weren't for the wrong timing, you would have been a professor at Luxiang."
After Wei Ran rushed over, he muttered in a deep voice while throwing the weapon he picked up to the opponent, and then gave Marshall a general inspection. Fortunately, except for some blood bleeding from the ear and eye on the right side of this guy,
There were no other wounds.
"What are you talking about? I heard... vomit!" Halfway through his words, Marshall turned around and vomited out all the steak and beer he had eaten not long ago.
"Don't give me any internal injuries." Wei Ran continued to mutter, picked him up and ran back.
Amidst the sounds of firefights ringing out from time to time, and amid the wails coming from the tents that were set on fire or bombed down, the guards carried Marshall back to the trench connected to the operating room as quickly as possible.
With this back and forth, the reinforcements coming from the beach had also consolidated the trenches connected to the operating room. Even the military police used their weapons to clear out the enemies that had just emerged.
However, due to the dense tents and various facilities and equipment in this camp, weapons such as the Laoganma heavy machine gun are unable to play a role at this time, and they can only rely on small teams to continue cleaning up.
Those lunatics who know how to break in.
However, just as he was distracted, a muffled hum could be heard faintly from a wounded tent next to him. Wei Ran's heart sank, and he immediately placed Marshall under the chassis of a truck.
What made him keep greeting Marshall's family was that although the guy was stunned, the cigar and ashes were still in his hand, but the carbine that was given to him was thrown away by this bastard at some point!
What's even more hateful is that the pistol on his waist has also been empty of bullets! Seeing a bayonet sticking out of the tent, Wei Ran immediately stood up and reached out to take out the Anti-Japanese Swordsman from the metal book.
He reached his right hand and lay next to the corpse of a Japanese soldier at his feet.
Soon, five Japanese soldiers holding rifles came out one after another. At the end of them, there was a bearded man who was wiping his command knife with a towel.
Watching the other party throw the bloody towel on his body, Wei Ran quietly got up, rounded the anti-Japanese sword in his hand, easily cut off its head, and then rushed towards the second back
Facing his own Japanese soldiers.
It wasn't until the anti-Japanese sword in his hand cut open the carotid artery of the second Japanese soldier that the team finally discovered Wei Ran, who was almost pressed against their backs.
Seeing that he was about to be attacked, before Wei Ran could draw his knife and chop down the third enemy, the crisp sound of gunshots suddenly sounded, and then, the remaining three enemies screamed and fell to the ground, enjoying the enjoyment that followed.
The replacement gun.
Looking back subconsciously, Wei Ran immediately saw a team of less than ten people. Some of this team used Springfield rifles, and some used Garands. Only the leader, holding a rifle in his hand,
A carbine.
But more importantly, this is a team composed entirely of black people, and even the leader of the team, Wei Ran, knows that he happens to be black Will!
