When the white light in his field of vision faded, Wei Ran was shocked to find that he had returned to the hotel room!
"This...is it over?"
Wei Ran looked blankly at the metal book in front of him, but was shocked to find that the metal quill actually wrote a few more lines of blood-red writing on that page:
act 2
Role identity: Shooter Wei Ran
Return mission: Within 15 days, kill at least 20 enemy soldiers and assist in completing the capture mission.
Before he could recover, the white light appeared in his field of vision again, followed closely by items that appeared in front of him.
"Mauser bayonet, telescope, double-lens reflex camera, pen, Bobosha submachine gun, compass and watch... and no oil drums and food boxes?"
Amidst Wei Ran's complaints, he first felt the burn on the back of his hand and the pain from the gunshot wound on his shoulder disappear, and then he felt as if he was holding something in his arms, and at the same time he heard the harsh sound of metal friction.
Finally, when he could smell the faint smell of dry smoke on the tip of his nose, his vision finally returned to normal.
He turned around and looked around. It seemed to be a winding trench line. At this time, he was huddled in the trench, holding a Mosin-Nagant rifle in his arms. There was also a dry food bag slung across his chest.
On the right side, two volunteer soldiers were working hard with pickaxes or engineering shovels, and they were busy digging air defense fortifications in the trenches mixed with a large amount of gravel.
The excavated soil and gravel were put into sacks by two young soldiers further away, and then carried to the trench for reinforcement.
On Wei Ran's left hand side, there was a soldier who looked to be about thirty years old. This soldier wore a red cross cuff on his arm, a self-rolled cigarette in his mouth, and a unshaven face.
He also wears a pair of glasses.
However, one leg of the glasses was still wrapped with yellowed medical tape to hold it in place, and even one of the lenses had cracks.
At this time, he was vigorously swinging the pen in his hand. On his knees, there was a wooden medical box. On the box, there were several pieces of red-lined letter paper and a black and white photo.
Although there was a distance of more than one meter, Wei Ran could clearly see that the photo showed a plainly dressed but elegant-looking woman with a swaddled baby in her arms.
What he could even see more clearly was the words written in strong handwriting on the letter paper, "Jing Yin: Seeing the words is like seeing the face. I am doing well on the front line. I will receive my daughter's photo..." and other words.
However, this letter to the family was obviously not finished, and it came to a standstill because the pen ran out of ink.
"Use mine." Wei Ran took out the pen from the metal book and handed it over.
The soldier was stunned, smiled politely at Wei Ran, reached out to take the pen and said politely, "Thank you, I'll finish writing it right away."
"It's not urgent." Wei Ran waved his hand, "You can keep it and use it. It doesn't matter if you don't need to return it to me."
The man adjusted his glasses, stretched out his hand towards Wei Ran and said, "Are you Comrade Wei Ran, the shooter sent last night? I am Chen Qi, the health worker of this company."
"It's me." Wei Ran shook hands with the other person, pointed to the photo on the other person's knee and asked, "Is that little guy your child? He looks really strong."
"It's my girl!"
Chen Qi handed the photo to Wei Ran and said while busy writing a letter, "I named him Chen Qiuguo. The autumn fruit is very sweet!"
"That's a good name," Wei Ran responded, holding his gun and leaning against the wall of the trench again.
"This little guy weighed seven pounds and seven taels when he was born!"
There was unconcealable joy in Chen Qi's tone, "We over there are all interested in giving our children a nickname that will help them earn a living. My wife wants to name this little girl Qidi. Listen, what an unpleasant name it is!"
"What nickname are you going to give her?" Wei Ran returned the photo to the other party and asked with interest.
"I plan to give her the nickname Shengmei."
Chen Qi took the photo and said with a hint of pride, "Victory, victory, beauty, victory over American imperialism! This name has a lot of meaning!"
"This name does sound much better."
Wei Ran touched around, opened the canvas bag on his waist, and used its cover to take out the Rolleiflex double-lens reflex camera in the metal book. "Comrade Chen Qi, let me take a photo for you? Wait until I have a chance to develop it."
, you can send it back to your wife and your daughter."
"Why are you still carrying a camera on the battlefield?" Chen Qi asked curiously.
Wei Ran smiled, but did not explain. He just asked, "Where do you plan to shoot?"
“Not available here”
Chen Qi immediately said, "This place is less than 200 meters away from the American position. They will take aim as soon as you stand up straight. You and I can go to the back!"
"no problem"
As Wei Ran spoke, he had already turned the camera and looked at the soldiers on the other side who were busy digging tunnel fortifications. "Comrades, look at me."
Hearing this, the soldiers subconsciously looked at Wei Ran, who also seized the opportunity and pressed the shutter.
"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" complained a young soldier in charge of digging the fortifications. "At least let me wash my face before taking pictures."
“That’s good”
Wei Ran smiled, stood up, picked up his rifle, and followed Chen Qi with his waist down.
The two of them moved back for a while along the winding trench until they found a place where they could stand upright. Then Chen Qi dusted himself off and said, "Wait for me, it'll be fine soon."
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Hearing this, Wei Ran did not rush him, but waited patiently for the other party to tidy up his clothes, carry the medical kit on his back, and straighten the hat on his head.
It wasn't until Chen Qi raised his right arm in a saluting posture that Wei Ran put him into the frame and photographed him along with the winding trench behind him and his busy comrades.
When he put down the camera, Chen Qi also put down his right arm and said happily, "My wife asked me for photos half a year ago, and now I finally have the opportunity to send them to her."
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Wei Ran smiled and replied, "From your accent, your family is from Ji Province?"
"Comrade Wei Ran from Hebei Province, Langshi, too?" Chen Qi asked in surprise.
"From Cangxian County," Wei Ran replied with a smile.
"It's really not that far away. Why can't we be considered a fellow villager?" When Chen Qi said this, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.
"It's not easy to meet fellow villagers in a foreign country."
"It's really not easy. The one I met before, the one closest to me is also..."
Before Chen Qi finished speaking, a string of sharp whistles sounded in the sky!
"Lie down!"
In the trench, someone shouted. Wei Ran and Chen Qi squatted down one after another, just leaning against the wall of the trench.
"boom!"
After the explosion that was almost too close to Chi Chi, a cloud of mud mixed with rocks crashed down on his face, but Chen Qi used his body to protect the medical kit in his arms without even thinking about it.
It was from this moment that the rumbling sound of artillery began to form a line, and the bombardment hit various places on the battlefield.
Soon, Wei Ran also heard the screams coming from the front line where he had just been. Chen Qi also stood up the moment the screams reached his ears, bent over and rushed over!
Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately chased after him without thinking, and helped Chen Qi drag several wounded people into the fortification.
Fortunately, the most serious of the injured was only hit on the head by a stone. Even without his help, Chen Qi must be able to handle it.
In the mud that shook from time to time above the head, the shelling lasted for more than ten minutes before gradually stopping. Many soldiers immediately left the fortifications and threw themselves behind the observation holes to watch the situation on the opposite position.
However, the person on the opposite side seemed to be just trying to unleash a round of artillery fire, and there was no other follow-up action at all.
Looking left and right, Wei Ran walked towards the corner of the mouth, picked up an engineer shovel, and carefully dug out an observation hole only as big as his fist on the inside of the trench line.
It wasn't until he carefully took out the telescope from the metal book and put it behind the observation hole and put his eyes on it that he saw the situation on the opposite position for the first time.
Wherever you look, the first thing you see is layers of barbed wire. There are also items such as cans hanging on those barbed wires. And behind the barbed wire, there are several winding trenches, and even,
He could also see some American steel helmets peeking out, as well as a few gun scopes that ventured out.
"Bang!" "Puff!"
Just when Wei Ran was wondering whether he could hit the opposite gun scope with a rifle without a scope, a bullet had already hit the sandbag on the side of the observation hole. The soil splashed by the bullet even hit Wei Ran
on the face.
Wei Ran retracted his upper body with a very quick reaction, and Wei Ran broke out in a cold sweat. It was obvious that a sniper on the opposite side had spotted him.
After taking a breath, Wei Ran picked up the engineer shovel and continued to move to the side while bending his waist, while paying attention to the terrain at the edge of the trench.
Soon, he found a favorable sniper spot. The trench here was not too deep, but there was a withered yellow shrub about half a meter high growing on the outer edge of the trench.
Carefully controlling the muzzle of the gun to prevent it from being higher than the sandbags piled outside the trench, Wei Yan used an engineering shovel to dig out a small gap at the bottom of the sandbags little by little, and deliberately retained the outer layer of sacks.
Cone Tou looked at the sunset behind him. Wei Ran put the engineer shovel aside, took off his shirt, and stuffed the two sleeves into the sides of the newly dug shooting hole.
Until everything was ready, he took out the Mauser bayonet from the metal book and gently cut open the outermost layer of the sandbag. Then he picked up the rifle and stretched out the muzzle little by little.
His upper body was also hidden inside the top that served as a blackout curtain, and he carefully observed the American trenches opposite the barbed wire fence, trying to find the sniper who almost shot him away just now.
"boom!"
Almost at the same time that the setting sun was about to be completely blocked by the mountain peak, a gunshot was heard from the edge of the trench opposite. Wei Ran also saw the flash of fire in a cement bunker through the bushes blocking his sight!
"I'm afraid the distance must be 300 meters..."
Wei Ran grinned. For the first time, he felt that this return mission was so difficult. He had no confidence in hitting the shooting hole of the bunker 300 meters away with a Mosin-Nagant rifle that only had mechanical sights. show_htm3;
