Chapter 501 The son of destiny and the civet cat exchange for the prince?
At the entrance of the shelter, as Wei Ran shouted, the four people on the two sleighs that had just arrived raised their hands.
However, when Wei Ran turned on the flashlight that was almost out of power, he discovered that the German soldier sitting on the sleigh pulled by the reindeer was actually Quentin, who had been separated from them for half a month!
"Quentin?!" Gale was the first to call out the other party's name.
"Victor, are you also looking for escaped prisoners of war?"
Quentin put down his hands and asked seriously in German. Then he smiled at the people on the other sleigh and said, "It's one of our own. Put your hands down and park the sleigh."
Although Kantan did not understand German, he immediately used his rich life experience to gently pat Dorian's shoulder with his hand without leaving any trace, and whispered in French, "Quiet."
Wei Ran lowered his head and looked at the German uniform he was wearing. After thinking for a moment, he followed the other person's words and said, "I've been searching, but there are no clues at all. Quentin, what's going on with these people around you?"
After the two men driving the sleigh parked the car, Quentin got out of the sled with a submachine gun and explained seriously, "They are German fur traders from Bremen, and they have been temporarily requisitioned by me.
.”
"Fur trader?"
Wei Ran subconsciously glanced at the tent that was temporarily used as a bathroom not far away, and after thinking for a moment, he asked the middle-aged man standing next to the dog sled, "Do you know Eero? He is also a fur trader from Germany.
, usually lives in Inari, Finland.”
As soon as the name came out, the middle-aged man's expression changed. Quentin, who had already walked up to Gale with a gun, immediately said, "Do you know him? He is Errol."
"Are you Erro?"
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, the middle-aged man was about to put his hand into his arms. Unfortunately, before he could take out the things in his arms, Wei Ran grabbed his arm and threw him to the ground.
, and took advantage of the situation to press his neck and other hand with two knees respectively.
At the same time, Gale and Quentin had already pointed their submachine guns at the remaining two people, and Quentin even shouted in French in time, "Don't shoot, capture the ones alive!"
Hearing this, Gale immediately put away his finger that was already on the trigger, and Quentin and he pointed their guns at the men operating the two sleighs, and then took the double-barreled shotgun from the sleds.
After controlling these three people easily, Kantan immediately asked, "Are there any others among them?"
"Yes," Quentin responded immediately, "there are four Finnish hunters on the lake outside the forest. They are camping."
"Go to the shelter first," said Kantan, who had already handed the Mauser rifle to Dorian, "keep an eye on the outside!"
"Leave it to me!" Dorian took the rifle and went straight to the edge of a pine tree to hide.
After escorting the three men into the shelter, Kantan lit the kerosene lamp again and closed the door. Then he found a piece of canvas, tore it into long strips, and tied their hands behind their backs.
Only after they were sure there was no threat, Wei Ran and the other three started to attack in no particular order and found a pistol from each of them.
What’s interesting is that the pistols of these three people are not the same. The fur trader named Eero used a Ruger P08 pistol. The remaining two used a P38 pistol and a
The Radom pistols produced in Poland, although it is not known where their weapons came from, almost perfectly included the three mainstream pistols equipped by the German army during World War II.
In addition, each of the three men also hid a sharp Finnish hunting knife in the Lapland boots they wore.
After clearing the weapons of the three prisoners, Gale asked, "Quentin, tell me how you survived these days?"
“I think it’s all thanks to these Germans.”
Quentin took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it, took a big drag, and then explained in a puff of smoke, "It was also my luck. After I separated from you, I led the Germans who were chasing me through the tunnel.
I met some Finnish hunters while passing through a forest."
"Then what?" Gale also took out a pack of cigarettes and lit it.
"I deliberately shot them several times."
Quentin grinned and tapped his temples and continued, "Those tough Finns immediately fought back, and then they attracted a large amount of firepower. Taking the opportunity, I drove my motorcycle into a valley, and then used a grenade
It triggered an avalanche and blocked the road behind. Gale, you must still remember what we encountered in the Alps, right?"
"You dug an igloo?" Gale asked with wide eyes.
Quentin nodded, "I drove my motorcycle and hid behind a big rock, and then used a grenade to trigger an avalanche. Thanks to God's blessing, and thanks to me hiding between the motorcycle and the big rock in advance. Although
I was buried in the snow, but it was not deep, and I could even hear the sound of the wind outside."
"Then what?" Gale asked.
"I dug a ventilation hole according to the method you taught me. I hid there until the blizzard stopped and then dug out again. Then I dug out the half-track motorcycle and drove it further north."
Having said this, Quentin pointed to Eero among the three prisoners, "Then I met them, thanks to their help and the uniforms we snatched. In short, he regarded me as a prisoner.
The German soldiers who were alone in the snowstorm wanted to buy some military weapons from me, such as grenades, even after rescuing me.
In exchange, I recruited them in the name of finding escaped prisoners of war and applying for honors after finding them. I have been searching north with their help these days. What about you? What did you go through after that? How did you find this place?
of?"
“This place was never like this before”
Gale sighed and briefly stated what happened after they parted, as well as their process of building the shelter and subsequent plans. Then he pointed to the scrapped engine placed near the fireplace and the almost-made sled.
, "I damaged the half-track. After Victor and I removed the engine, we found that there was no way to repair it. Originally, I planned to make some skis and then find you, and then you came to find me."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It seems that we are all lucky."
Quentin picked up a piece of bread from the wooden board beside the fireplace and took a bite, "Did you make it? It's a little burnt."
"Boss, don't correct my cooking skills at this time." Gale complained helplessly, and then he and Quentin laughed in unison.
"Boys, we should think about what to do next." Kantan reminded at the side, "How to deal with these people, and whether we should change places."
"These people are indeed a trouble..." Quentin frowned and said, "Although they are Germans..."
"But he's also a murderer," reminded Wei Ran, who had been silent just now.
"Murderer?" Everyone looked at Wei Ran.
Seeing this, Wei Ran threw the various documents, passes and other things he had just found from the three prisoners on the table and explained, "We found a body hiding under the bathtub in this shelter.
Uncle Cantan, and Gale, you must remember the words engraved in the bathtub."
"Remember" Kantan and Gale responded in unison, and then they realized it and said in unison, "He is the fur trader?"
Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "Judging from his reaction just now, that's probably it."
"What are you talking about?" Quentin asked in confusion.
"Let me explain!"
Gale seized the topic and recounted the corpse and bathtub they found, as well as the engravings that Wei Ran had told them.
"Compared to these, Victor, how can you speak German?" Quentin asked doubtfully.
"I'm also curious about this," Gale said immediately. "He can also speak Finnish. At that time, I was making it up because of him."
"I used to be a translator," Weihan gave an impeccable excuse with white teeth, "a translator from Dunkirk."
"Ero, have you really burned someone to death here, and also robbed his wife and daughter?" Quentin frowned and asked in German, obviously not really caring about Wei Ran's identity.
"It's just Finns, who cares?"
There was a cruel look in the eyes of the middle-aged Eero, "Did you just speak French? Who are you? Quentin, let us leave. Maybe I can let you and your friends leave Finland alive.
If you can pay a price that satisfies me, I may even have a way to send you to the Soviet Union."
"I won't bother you with this kind of thing."
Quentin was silent for a moment and said with a sneer, "But you can do us a small favor with other things."
"What's the business?" the fur merchant Eero asked, squinting his eyes.
Hearing this, Quentin did not answer his question, but switched to French and said, "Quantin, and Gale, I have an idea, maybe we can exchange identities with them."
"What do you want to do?" Kantan asked with a frown.
"Cunning and selfish Jews..." Wei Ran muttered to himself, already guessing what the other party wanted to do.
"The Germans will always find this place"
Quentin picked up the various documents that Wei Ran had just found from the prisoners, shook them, and said in a calm tone, "These murderers must be punished. In this case, it is better to let them stay here in our place."
In exchange, how about we use their identities to temporarily become fur traders before the war ends? And I know where their stronghold is, and the conditions there are at least better than here."
"But..."
"They are going to die"
Quentin put down his certificate and said, "If they don't die, we will be the ones who die. Of course, if he really burned someone else's people here, and also robbed his wife and daughter, then he might survive."
More people will be burned to death by him."
"This..." Kantan frowned, but hesitated for a moment.
"Gale, how about you help me?" Quentin turned around and asked.
"I don't have any psychological burden to kill Germans." As Gale spoke, he had already picked up the pistol on the table.
"No, no, no," Quentin waved his hand, "We can't kill them with guns."
"With a knife?" As Gale spoke, he had already picked up the Mauser bayonet on the table.
"Suffocate them"
Quentin gave a more cruel answer, "Then we sealed the shelter with snow, just like they were suffocated by snow."
"But..." Gale also frowned, "Quentin, is this too cruel? Even if he is a murderer..."
"cruel?"
Quentin snorted coldly, "Why didn't they think about whether it was cruel when they took my son away? Why didn't they think about whether it was cruel when they took our family and us away? What did my son do wrong?
?He is not even willing to hurt a mouse that runs into the kitchen, but where is my son? Isn't he more innocent?"
Having said this, Quentin looked at Kantan who was silent and said, "Uncle Kantan, I remember you once said that your wife and..."
"do not talk!"
Before Kantan finished speaking, he had already picked up a scrap bearskin, stepped forward and covered the mouth and nose of the middle-aged man named Eero!
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