When the white light dissipated, Wei Ran looked at the surrounding arrangements, and then turned his attention to the metal book again.
Under his gaze, the metal book turned a page, and then, the metal quill wrote the subsequent story on the back where the vortex should have appeared:
Howard, a military doctor, was repatriated to the United States after the war. Because his student Bruno reported his behavior during his captivity, he was sentenced to 10 years in prison for "collaborating with the enemy" and was expelled from the military.
In June 1963, Howard was released from prison. He was assassinated in the same month after he was released from prison because he tried to expose the slander about Changcheng Prisoner of War Camp and the Prisoner of War Olympics in Bruno's memoir.
Drew, an auto soldier, was repatriated to the United States after the war and ran an underground boxing ring. In July 1956, he was shot and killed by his friend Jim after his cheating on his friend's wife was accidentally exposed.
Sapper Jack was repatriated to the United States after the war. After returning home, he worked as a baggage porter for the Brooklyn Dodgers baseball team.
In 1963, he joined the black civil rights movement. In April 1968, he was assassinated.
Engineer Blake was repatriated to the United States after the war and became a gold medal boxer in the underground boxing ring run by his friend Drew. After Drew's death, he joined a local gang.
In 1963, he joined the black civil rights movement at Jack's invitation. After Jack's death, he rejoined the gang. In 1971, he was sentenced to 115 years in prison for robbery. In 1975, he died in a prison brawl.
Claure, a dentist, was repatriated to the United States after the war. Bruno reported on his behavior while in captivity and was sentenced to five years in prison for "collaborating with the enemy."
After being released from prison in 1958, he returned to his hometown to run a dental clinic. After Howard's death, he devoted himself to the black civil rights movement. After Jack's death, he immigrated to the UK to run a dental clinic and died of a stroke in 1995.
Engineer Brendan refused to be repatriated after the war, and went to China with his friend Morgan to live and study. During this period, he studied at Huaxia Renmin University. During his ten years in China, he had contacts with volunteer Chen Qiduo.
In July 1963, at the invitation of his friend Claure, he decided to return to the United States to join the black civil rights movement. He was expelled from the military upon his return.
After Jack's death in 1968, Brendan returned to his hometown and devoted himself to the folk cultural exchanges between China and the United States. In December 1982, he died of a heart attack before planning to go to China.
Morgan, an automobile soldier, refused to be repatriated after the war and went to China with his friend Brendan to live and study. During this period, he studied at Huaxia Renmin University. During his ten years in China, he had contacts with volunteer soldier Chen Qiduo.
In July 1963, at the invitation of his friend Claure, he decided to return to the United States to join the civil rights movement. He was expelled from the military upon his return.
After Jack's death in 1968, Morgan joined the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People and devoted himself to Sino-US folk cultural exchanges. He died at home in June 2009.
After writing this, the metal quill pen changed to a new page and continued to write as if no one was watching:
For some, the war is over.
For some, the war is far from over.
For some, war brings peace and justice.
For some people, war makes them lose the meaning of life.
For some people, if it happens again, they may surrender immediately.
For some people, if it happened again, they would still take up arms.
Who are those people?
Seeing this, Wei Ran's mind couldn't help but think of those lovely people, and then also those deplorable scum.
But the metal quill did not stop. Instead, it started a new line and wrote in the center:
Final act
Mission objective: Assassinate Bruno
The Bruno who assassinated Bruno? The Bruno who sent Howard and Crowler to jail?
Wei Ran was stunned, watching helplessly as the metal quill listed a set of detailed coordinates, followed by a countdown of 100 days!
Watching the last few seconds of the countdown, Wei Ran waited blankly for a moment. Only when he was sure that the white light would not appear did he realize in hindsight that the assassination mission seemed to be going on here.
Homegrown world done!
How could this be possible? Wei Ran grinned and fell into a daze for a moment.
Calculating it carefully, how long has it been since he was expelled from the Hongqi Forestry Farm? Originally, he thought that after graduating from the forestry farm or being expelled, he would no longer be forced to do any disgusting assessment tasks, but he did not expect that this bad book would actually have this bad habit.
Learn in a decent way!
So is this a special case, or will it happen more often in the future?
Wei Ran frowned and hesitated for a moment. Compared to Hongqi Forest Farm, he didn't mind completing the "assessment" of this metal book. After all, he and this crappy book had a symbiotic relationship, and the book's
His mouth is undoubtedly much stricter than that of the teachers at Hongqi Forest Farm.
But why?
Wei Ran still couldn't figure out what Bruno had done to make this metal book murderous.
On the other hand, although the metal quill just listed the endings of Drew and others, no red vortex appeared. In other words, the fourth, fifth and sixth acts that were experienced before were not there at all.
any reward.
What about this finale?
Wei Ran looked at the countdown on the page with a strange expression, secretly wondering whether this crappy notebook would make his work in vain. And what kind of consequences would be waiting for him if the final task was not completed.
Own.
Turning the page forward two pages, the cap badge pattern drawn with a metal quill pen has turned into a black and white photo. At the same time, there is a bulging paper bag next to it.
Pulling out the many scary films inside, he carefully looked at them one by one facing the sunshine outside the window. Wei Ran couldn't help but reveal a slight smile on his face.
Most of these photos were taken by myself. They include Liu Yijiao and his truck, Chen Qi and Zhao Shengli, Squad Leader Sun, Squad Leader Lin and the scouts Da Li and Xiao Gao.
There was also the moment when the squad leader of the assault squad, Shen Shen, and the bugler Xia Chuan were lying in the snow - even though Wei Ran didn't arrive at all at that time, let alone take photos of them.
Of course, these negatives also include those taken in prisoner of war camps, during sports games, and moments recorded under the shadow of the poplar trees in the township health center ten years after the end of the war.
In addition, it actually includes a lot of photos of Jack, the black man, and Nick, the other black man who hit the children with cans in the truck.
It's just that in these negatives, the two old black men almost don't have any clothes on their bodies. At the same time, they always have a few girls wearing weird ethnic costumes or no clothes at all in their arms.
After reading the negatives one by one, Wei Ran stuffed them back into the paper bag next to the cap badge photo, then wrote down the last set of coordinates provided in the metal book, and then put them away.
After searching the coordinates, Wei Ran threw his phone aside and walked into the spacious bathroom with tired steps.
"For the sake of you being so generous in providing so many photo negatives..."
Wei Ran stared at the tattoo on his left hand and muttered to himself, then turned on the faucet in the bathtub and lay down slowly in it.
As the cold bath water gradually filled his body, he couldn't help but think of the biting chill when he and the bugler Xia Chuan and others forcibly crossed the icy river. But the ceiling with spotlights above his head and the clean surroundings
The arrangement brought him back to reality.
Perhaps just like what was written in the metal book, for some people, the war is far from over.
But at least for him, the war over the cap badge is over.
At the same time, those lovely people are forever engraved in the softest corner of my heart, looking forward to meeting again one day, in reality or in dreams.
