Chapter 610 Peace Fruit Candy in exchange for a group photo
In the dense forest at dusk, Liu took Wei Ran and Jack, the old man with swollen cheeks, to the edge of a white-painted Gas truck.
Under the chassis of the truck, a steaming green enamel kettle was placed on a smokeless stove. Under a tall pine tree next to it, there was a simple wooden table with several
There was an enamel jar with the words "Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, Defend Home and Country" printed on it, and there were several volunteer soldiers wearing winter cotton clothes sitting around it.
"One kick, you really brought back prisoners? And two more?"
The volunteer soldier who spoke was only in his mid-twenties. Although his face had horrific burn wounds after recovery, his attitude was particularly enthusiastic. Before Liu Yijiao, Wei Ran and Jack could sit down,
He had already picked up the kettle placed in the center of the table and poured a cup of steaming hot water for each of the three of them.
"It's still a step too late, so I saved these two unlucky ones."
While Liu Yijiao was talking, he asked Wei Ran and Jack to sit down, and then untied their hands from behind their backs. The volunteer soldier with burn scars on his face also poured an enamel jar filled with hot water into their hands.
Pushed in front of me.
Glancing at Liu Yijiao, who was wearing leggings, Wei Ran said thank you in English, and then held the slightly hot enamel jar with both hands.
"Looking at their skin color and badges, they are probably porters, right?" Another soldier asked confidently.
"Eighty percent yes," Liu Yijiao said nonchalantly, "Let's take it back and let the instructor ask."
“This trip is not easy”
The volunteer soldier with burns on his face whispered, "We have to cross a blockade to go back. It won't snow tonight, so American planes may have to fly overhead again."
"They run theirs, we run ours."
Liu Yijiao responded nonchalantly, tied up his leggings quickly, picked up the enamel jar in front of him, and prepared to walk to the truck not far away, "I'm going to take a nap first, you guys keep an eye on these two.
Especially this one.”
Liu pointed at Jack, the old man with swollen cheeks, "This black guy is dishonest, be careful not to let him take the gun. The other one looks honest, but I guess he has a lot of tricks up his sleeve."
"Don't worry, go and take a nap."
The volunteer soldier with burn marks on his face inadvertently placed the submachine gun he had at hand on his knee as he spoke.
"Victor..."
"Shut up"
Wei Ran didn't give Jack a chance to finish his words, "I surrendered. I am willing to be a prisoner, so if you want to die, you'd better stay away from me."
"you..."
"What are you?"
Wei Ran rolled his eyes angrily, "Do you really want to go back and continue working as a loader or wait to be killed as cannon fodder?"
Jack licked the thick lips that disgusted Wei Ran, and finally held up the enamel rod honestly.
Ignoring Jack anymore, Wei Ran put down his enamel pole and waved to Liu Yiqi who was about to leave. At the same time, he said "hello!" and after attracting the other person's attention, he pointed at himself.
pocket of the cotton-padded jacket, and then gestured for a photo.
"What does he want to do?" Liu Yijia asked his companion in confusion.
"Does he mean to take out the things in his pocket?" The volunteer soldier with the scar on his face subconsciously held the submachine gun.
"Be careful"
After Liu Yijiao finished speaking, he walked to Wei Ran and took out the camera in the hard leather case from his pocket.
Wei Ran showed a small face and pointed at Liu Yijiao, then at the other volunteer soldiers, then at Jack, himself, and the platoon leader not far away, and finally at
Pointing at the camera in Liu Yijiao's hand, he gestured again to take a picture and press the shutter button.
"Do you want to take a picture of us?" Liu asked subconsciously in Chinese, and then asked his companion next to him, "How do you say take a picture in American?"
Before the other volunteer soldiers could respond, Wei Ran began to nod crazily and made a fist gesture that all Chinese people could understand.
"Hey?! Do you understand Chinese?" Liu Yijiao looked at Wei Ran in surprise, "Why are you still bowing?"
Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded subconsciously, but then found that his eyes had not moved at all. Obviously, this metal book had blocked all the loopholes, so that he could only be used as a "Chinese radio" at best.
"One kick, let's watch him, you go ask the platoon leader." said the soldier with scars on his face.
"By the way, let's search if there is anything else on them." Liu Yijiao reminded him and headed towards the direction of the platoon leader.
Hearing this, Wei Ran ignored the muzzle pointed at him. After unbuttoning his coat, he put his left hand into his inner pocket. Then, as if he just noticed that this action might cause misunderstanding, he slowly pulled out his hand.
, and gestured towards Liu Yijia, who was about to leave.
“This American guy is quite interesting.”
Liu Yijiao returned the camera to Wei Ran, reached into the inner pocket of Wei Ran's cotton coat, and then took out an exquisite wine bottle from inside.
"Please!" Wei Ran tried his best to communicate with the other party using simple English words, while also making a drinking gesture.
"Are you buying me a drink?"
Liu Yijiao laughed loudly, but without thinking about it, he stuffed the wine bottle into the inner pocket of Wei Ran's coat. He said "Three Qs!" and walked towards the platoon leader.
"You should have a drink..."
Wei Ran, who just wanted to make up for his regret last time, shouted in his heart. At the same time, because he was deprived of his mother tongue, he couldn't help but feel helpless at a world away.
"Victor, do you want to take pictures of them?" Jack also came up at this time, "You still have wine with you? Give me a sip?"
"Get out!"
Wei Ran pushed Jack away angrily, and then allowed a volunteer soldier to point a gun at one of his own. He raised his hands and asked the soldier with scars on his face to search him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After all this sorting, Wei Ran himself realized that he had so many things on his body, in addition to his ID and camera, and the things he had just secretly put in his pocket.
In addition to the hip flask, a stack of military banknotes commonly used by the United Nations military and several packages of chocolates were found on his body. In addition, there was a ZIPPO lighter, two packages of Camel cigarettes and an unused
Film, and on his soldier chain, he also wore a silver cross.
As for Jack, he had more things on him. In addition to a first aid kit full of condoms, there were two watches that obviously did not belong to him and a thick wad of military bills. In addition, in his water bottle
, there are even more than a dozen gold rings hidden from nowhere!
"Those are my personal property!"
Jack, who was being held down, yelled manically, but then he was stunned because after the body search, the volunteer soldier actually returned all these things to him.
"Victor, look! They were frightened by me, and they actually returned all the things to me." Jack said as he hurriedly stuffed all the things back into their respective places.
Hearing this, Wei Ran rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to this idiot at all. He just slowly packed up his things.
After a while, Liu Yijiao came back with the platoon leader. Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately shook the camera in his hand.
"Platoon leader, this American seems to want to take pictures of us." Liu pointed at Wei Ran and said.
The platoon leader looked at Wei Ran, then at Jack, and finally at the surrounding volunteer soldiers. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded happily towards Wei Ran, and then said to Liu Yiji, "When the photo is taken,
You hold his camera first, and if something happens on the way, pull out the film from his camera first."
"Understood!" Liu Yijia immediately stood at attention and responded.
"This sense of confidentiality..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, as if he really couldn't understand the native language that had been with him all his life, and warmly greeted everyone to stand side by side on the side of the gas truck with a bonfire burning at the bottom, and deliberately put
Jack, whose hands were covered with gold rings, was placed at the front.
Squinting at the sunset, which was about to be completely blocked by the mountain peaks, Wei Ran thought for a moment, then brought the enamel jars on the table and handed them to everyone, including Jack, one by one.
"Jack!"
After Wei Ran found a good angle, he shouted at the other party.
"What's wrong?" Jack looked at Wei Ran in confusion.
"Cheers 321!" Wei Ran signaled.
"Understood!" Jack immediately understood Wei Ran's arrangement.
"3,2,1! Cheers!" Wei Ran, holding a camera, shouted in English.
"Cheers!" Jack immediately raised the cup in his hand, and then the volunteer soldiers behind him also raised their cups.
It was only at this moment that Wei Ran pressed the shutter button and took a group photo as he wished. Then he took a single photo of everyone including Jack.
Before Liu could walk over, Wei Ran took the initiative and handed the camera and a pack of cigarettes to the platoon leader. The latter was stunned, took the camera with a smile, and waved away Wei Ran's cigarettes.
"Victor, what are you going to do?" Jack asked in confusion, "Where is your wine bottle? Can you give me a sip?"
"No" Wei Ran pulled Jack away again, but did not give any explanation.
Jack curled his lips, "We might die anytime, so you can't share generously..."
"No." As Wei Ran spoke, he put his hand into the inner pocket of his coat and put the wine bottle back into the metal book.
Hearing this, Jack helplessly pointed his middle finger at Wei Ran, and sat boredly at the edge of the wooden table again, purring his big black and white eyes, wondering what other evil idea he was thinking about.
When Wei Ran also sat down, Liu Yijiao also sat across from him. Then he took out a small iron box from his pocket and took out the only two fruit candies and handed them to them respectively.
Wei Ran and Jack.
"You are so willing to give me a kick!"
The volunteer soldier with scars on his face said, "Those are the fruit candies given out by the sympathy group when they came to perform in the autumn, right?"
"They took pictures of us, why can't we express our gratitude?" Liu Yijiao responded with a smile and stuffed the iron box containing several candy wrappers back into his coat pocket.
Taking the fruit candy, Wei Ran secretly sighed. The packaging design was extremely simple and had a strong imprint of the times. On the yellow candy paper, "Peace Fruit Candy" and "Delicious Pineapple Candy" were written in different fonts.
Words like "Shenyang No. 1 Candy Production Cooperative".
It can be seen that Liu Yijiao protected these two candies very well. Perhaps in later generations, no one would be interested in trying these two pineapple-flavored fruit candies, but in this era, sugar is undisputed
Hard currency, especially on this battlefield, it may sound exaggerated that a candy can save a life, but when climbing on ice and lying in the snow, holding such a candy in your mouth may really be the difference between life and death.
Looking at Jack who had a slightly disgusted look on his face after stuffing the candy into his mouth, Wei Ran carefully opened the wrapping paper and stuffed the pineapple flavored hard candy into his mouth.
When the saliva soaked the hard candy, the rich pineapple flavor also swept through the mouth, and it was inevitably mixed with some faint bitterness unique to the flavor.
Smiling at Liu Yijiao and others, Wei Ran carefully flattened the candy wrapper and carefully put it into the pocket of his cotton coat.
