At the door of the dormitory building, Comrade Head Nurse shook the wine bottle in his hand while speaking, "I won't waste too much of your time."
"It's my honor." Wei Ran smiled, "Where should we go to chat?"
"Come with me," the head nurse said before she finished speaking, and she was already walking towards the hospital not far away.
Seeing this, Wei Ran ignored Mikita who winked at him, followed the head nurse, and walked into the hospital silently.
When passing by a treatment room, Wei Ran also saw the prisoner of war through the half-open door.
At this time, the female nurse Zhuo Ya, amidst the screams of the prisoner of war, violently tore off the gauze that had just been adhered to the wound on its hand, and also brought out a large amount of blood stains. As expected,
Yes, even the wounds treated by Wei Ran with a red-hot dagger collapsed.
At the same time, several other nurses also tore off the bandages from the rest of the prisoner's body. Then, like Zhuo Ya, they nervously started the new work of stopping the bleeding and bandaging.
"This bandaging practice will continue until it completely dies."
The head nurse who stopped walking gave her promise while gently pushing the door of the consulting room completely open. At the same time, the screams of the prisoner at the other end spread more clearly throughout the entire corridor and even the entire building.
"You can have prisoners of war with the same blood type come over and give it a blood transfusion."
Weiran leaned against the door frame and gave his advice in a slightly louder voice, "This way it can last longer and train more excellent and experienced nurses for the Soviet Union."
“That’s good advice”
The head nurse's eyes lit up, and she also raised her voice and said, "Zhuo Ya, you are responsible for this matter. Starting tomorrow, you will go to the prisoner of war camp to find blood donors."
"Okay" Zhuo Ya responded angrily, and then muttered "crazy" at a just right volume.
"Let's go." The head nurse smiled at Wei Ran and led him into an office at the end of the corridor.
Quite coincidentally, this office is located in completely different directions from Dr. Goosen's office on the second floor.
When Wei Ran came in and sat down, the head nurse closed the door, then took out two enamel jars from the table and filled them with vodka, and found a large bag of fried peanuts from the drawer. This was not the Soviet Union or even the Soviet Union.
In the future, traditional Russian dishes that go with wine will become common snacks among Chinese people.
"It seems you have been to China?"
While the head nurse was speaking, she had already peeled off a slightly burnt peanut and threw the kernel inside into her mouth.
Wei Ran opened his mouth, but finally nodded vaguely, "I lived there for a very long time."
"Is that when you learned Chinese?" the head nurse asked, holding up the cup.
"I learned more than just Chinese there," Wei Ran said, picking up the cup and once again giving an ambiguous response.
But the head nurse just nodded, poured a big mouthful of vodka into her mouth, switched to Chinese, and said almost to herself, "The farthest Chinese city I have ever been to is Chaah Chong, where I worked with the Anti-Union fighters and the Soviet Red Army.
We went together."
"1945?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.
"That autumn"
The head nurse sighed, "But I couldn't find his family, and I don't even know where his home is. At the address he told me countless times before he was alive, I only found a mass grave washed out by the rain.
.What about you? Have you been to that city?”
"I..." Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and responded, "I have been there."
"real?!"
A hint of surprise flashed across the face of the head nurse, who was no longer young. Then she spoke a long list of detailed addresses in Chinese and asked, "Where is this address? Have you been here? Or do you know anyone there?"
"
"I..."
Wei Ran knew that his lies could no longer continue, and finally he could only shake his head with a hard heart, "Sorry, no, I have never been to the address you mentioned, and I don't know the people there."
"This...is like this..."
The head nurse, who was full of surprise just a second ago, suddenly became depressed. She picked up the cup again and said nonchalantly, "I think so...how could such a coincidence happen..."
"But I will definitely go to that city again in the future, and I will help you check it out then."
Wei Ran made his promise seriously, "If you need me to go there and do something, just say Ponty... No, Comrade Su Sheng, I'm very happy to help you."
"I..."
The head nurse hesitated for a moment, then finally shook her head and picked up the cup, "Forget it, it's nothing."
After having a drink with the other party, Wei Ran tried to change the subject and asked tentatively, "Do you... have children?"
The head nurse's body trembled subconsciously, but she finally nodded, "I have a son, he will be 10 years old soon."
"Here too?" Wei Ran asked rather inquiringly.
"In Khabarovsk," the head nurse paused, "Do you know Khabarovsk?"
"Khabarovsk" Weiran replied without thinking. This was the new name given to the city by the Russians after they occupied it.
"I used to call it Khabarovsk. He always corrected me seriously and said that the city where I grew up was called Khabarovsk and that it was their land."
The head nurse had already poured a full glass of vodka into her mouth as she spoke. She put the glass down again and then said, "No matter who it belonged to before, who it belongs to now, or who it will belong to in the future, I haven't been back for a long time.
I’m afraid our children don’t recognize me anymore.”
"You left him there by himself?" Wei Ran frowned.
"My parents are helping me take care of him," the head nurse said while pouring herself wine. "I have long since lost the courage to go back there."
"Drink this." Wei Ran gently took away the cup in front of the other party, then took out his own wine bottle, unscrewed it and handed it to the other party.
"Thanks"
The head nurse did not refuse. She just drank the vodka she had just poured in one gulp, and then poured the remaining white wine in the flask into the enamel cup.
"Where did you get the Chinese liquor?" the head nurse asked without raising her head, obviously looking for a new topic.
"A friend gave it to me before I came here," Wei Ran replied absentmindedly, and at the same time he looked away from the other person and turned to observe the office.
Objectively speaking, just from the furnishings in this office, you can't tell that it is a woman's room at all. It can even be said that at this glance, there is only a mirror box hanging on the wall and a Chinese-style cigarette stick.
Other than that, there are no personal belongings at all.
In the eerie silence, the head nurse poured all the white wine left in Weiran's flask into the cup. After taking the flask, the head nurse also picked up the wine bottle on the table and carefully refilled it.
Full of vodka.
"Do you really don't need me to do anything?" Wei Ran put down the bottle and asked again.
Sighing slightly, the head nurse raised her glass and gestured, "That's enough. If I have a chance in the future, maybe I'll go there and have a look. I just... Vice Captain Victor, thank you for the wine."
.”
"nothing"
Wei Ran sighed, swallowed all the questions he originally wanted to ask, took the wine bottle and turned around to leave the office.
Almost as soon as he closed the door, suppressed crying could be faintly heard in the office behind him.
After groping around on his body, Wei Ran took out a choking Mohe cigarette and held it in his mouth. He left the hospital with screams that still didn't stop, and walked back to the dormitory building against the bone-chilling cold wind.
Originally, he was still thinking about what he could ask from the head nurse, but now it seems that this head nurse, who has been blinded by hatred, may have all his attention on that person.
How did you torture those prisoners of war?
But then I thought about it, how much better than them are I? It's just half the best. Wei Ran sighed with emotion all the way back to the dormitory on the second floor, but found that the dormitory door was locked from behind.
After gently knocking on the door, Wei Ran heard Mikita in the dormitory ask warily, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Victor." Wei Ran responded, and at the same time, he subconsciously opened the cowhide holster on his waist and gently pressed down the hammer.
"Why are you back so early?"
Mikita asked back through the door, but did not open the door immediately, but continued to joke, "I just made a bet with Paulide on how long it would take before the Pontiac head nurse would call us over.
The drunkard who made a fool of himself is brought back."
At this point, Wei Ran also heard footsteps coming from the room, followed by a soft "click" sound, and the door was finally opened by Mikita from the inside.
"I thought you were exchanging information with Zoya in the dormitory."
Wei Ran did not answer the other party's question. Instead, he teased him. He slowly walked to the bed and sat down. He took out the revolver from the holster and placed it on the quilt at the head of the bed.
"Exchange information?" Mikita couldn't react for a moment and asked with a confused look, "What information?"
"Of course it's their genetic information," Wei Ran teased the other party seriously.
"I won't bring Zoya to the dormitory to do that kind of thing, she will definitely kill me."
Mikita grinned stupidly, picked up a bulging brown paper bag on the table and handed it to Wei Ran, "Don't talk about it anymore, this is what Paulide sent to you."
"For me?"
Wei Ran subconsciously took the paper bag, and then discovered that it actually contained a coiled whip, "What are you giving me the whip for?"
"Didn't you tell Sergey today that you wanted a whip?"
As Mikita spoke, he had already moved the bedside cabinet again, "After Paulide heard about it, he immediately sent this thing he had just made."
"Forehead..."
Wei Ran grinned, and then he remembered that there was indeed such a thing, but at that time he just used those whips as the entry point of the topic and casually talked about it. He didn't expect those people whose names he didn't even recognize.
The execution team members were so enthusiastic and caring.
"Put it away"
Mikita had obviously seen something, and said with some gloating, "It is very rude to refuse the Mongolian gift, but if you hang this whip on your waist tomorrow, Paulide will definitely be very happy."
"I will remember"
Wei Ran shook his head dumbfounded. Such a large roll of cowhide whip seemed to be at least four or five meters long. But precisely because the length was too long, he could not exert the power of this whip at all. On the contrary, it was better to
A one-meter-long riding crop, he was confident that he could use that thing to pull the shit out of any prisoner of war.
"Victor, you really don't need to talk to Dr. Gusen?" Mikita asked tentatively.
"What to talk about?"
Wei Ran looked at the other party in confusion, only to find that after the former locked the door again, he actually moved the bedside table between the two beds, then carefully opened a half-meter square floor tile, and took it out from under the floor tile.
An aluminum lunch box.
Mikita didn't mean to avoid Wei Ran at all. He took the lunch box and walked to the table at the end of the bed to sit down. While opening the lunch box, he said, "Of course we are going to talk about your psychological problems. Do you remember that I said that I was taking the initiative to apply for admission?"
Before the firing squad, there was a story that a member of the firing squad went crazy, right?"
"Remember"
Wei Ran nodded and watched intently as Mikita took out one after another tin cans the size of toothpick holders from the lunch box.
"He was in a similar situation to you at the time."
As Mikita spoke, he opened the tin cans, then found a glasses case from the drawer, opened it, and carefully poured out a small pile of large and small stones from the glasses case.
This was not over yet. After taking back the glasses case, he took off the holster of his gun and poured out a few small stones that he had recently obtained this morning.
Instructing Wei Ran to help adjust the desk lamp to a suitable angle, Mikita continued to sort the stones on the table according to size, "At that time, he was very obsessed with torturing prisoners of war. That bastard regarded torturing prisoners of war as a kind of fun.
, To tell you the truth, I was not frightened by him torturing the prisoners, but I was frightened by the joyful expression on his face when he tortured the prisoners."
Having said this, Mikita took a tin can, pinched out the cotton inside, threw the first few largest gems he picked out, then put the bread and lid back on, and put it into the lunch box.
I don’t know if he deliberately left Wei Ran time to think. After Mikita put the tin can back into the lunch box, he looked up at Wei Ran sitting by the bed and said seriously, "Victor, today
I see the same emotion in your eyes, so I really think you need to talk to Dr. Goossen.
The man I just mentioned went crazy not long after that. On a winter night, he ran into the shack where German prisoners of war lived and detonated the mine explosives tied to his body. Not only did he kill himself, but he also exploded.
Hundreds of German prisoners of war died."
"I'm fine"
Wei Ran smiled and made a serious promise, "I have the same reason as Political Commissar Krechi, Su... and Pontiac Nurse to treat those two-legged animals well. So the prisoners of war here are
Before everyone dies, I will remain rational and clear enough."
"You'd better be as good as you promised."
Mikita sighed and lowered his voice and said, "Victor, we have accumulated enough treasures here. As long as we wait patiently for a while to transport them out, we can all live a decent life."
life, but the premise of all this is that you should have a clear brain enough to enjoy that kind of life."
"Don't worry, don't worry." Wei Ran promised again with a smile, and then asked, "What about you?"
"What am I?" Mikita asked while putting the second batch of gems he picked out into the second tin can.
"What is your attitude towards those prisoners of war?"
Wei Ran added in a calm tone. Although he was not curious about the answer to this question, he was looking forward to Mikita revealing a few key pieces of information.
"I don't have any attitude"
Mikita replied nonchalantly, "I have never participated in the fighting in the Far East. Before coming here, I did not even have any experience in managing prisoners of war, let alone any contact with the Japanese.
To me, they are animals that can walk on two legs and are quite smart. So as long as they are obedient, I don’t mind feeding them some delicious food, let alone giving them some rewards. Of course, if they are disobedient
, I will not hesitate to kill or even torture them."
"Is that why you became the captain of the firing squad?" Wei Ran asked with almost certainty.
Mikita paused for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "Probably for this reason, every member of this firing squad has a grudge against those prisoners of war. From this point of view, a relatively fair and rational person is really needed.
Captain."
"What should I do if I'm discovered?" Wei Ran lowered his voice and asked deliberately.
"You mean this?"
Mikita picked up a stone slightly larger than a soybean and shook it, then threw it into the tin can, leaned his upper body towards Wei Ran and whispered, "Don't worry, those animals won't live long."
.They have lost their value, and all we need to do is let them find a way to shut up."
What do you call fair and rational? Wei Ran's brows jumped, obviously he understood what Mikita wanted to do.
"Mikita, can you tell me the origin of that mine?" Wei Ran tentatively asked the question he had been curious about.
Hearing this, Mikita paused for a moment, and then accelerated the action of sorting the stones. He put them into different tin cans according to standards that Weiran could not understand, then put them into lunch boxes and hid them under the floor.
, and restored the bedside table to its original state.
"Let's go outside and chat," Mikita said, and already got up and left the dormitory.
Seeing this, Wei Ran, who had just returned, picked up the pistol placed on the quilt again. After hesitating for a moment, he hung the coiled whip around his waist. Then he quickly caught up with Mikita and followed him in.
A jeep at the door left the camp along the snow-covered logging road and saw the ice-covered river bank.
It was only then that Mikita stepped on the brakes and looked at the lighted sentry tower in the distance and explained, "My father is a jeweler, and I learned a lot from him, including the identification and polishing of jewellery."
.”
"So you discovered it?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.
"I did find it"
Mikita nodded, "In the beginning, I just picked up a stone at random where we were parking, and found that it was inlaid with a very high-quality demantoid garnet. In order to know which mine the ore came from,
It took me a whole summer to find the mine.
Coincidentally, both you and Dr. Goosen were transferred to Mine No. 52 at that time, and he also pursued my sister in a very short period of time. You all know what happened later. With Goosen's help, we borrowed him to carry out the project.
In the name of experiment, those prisoners of war were used to mine the mine.
I originally thought there wouldn't be much there, but I didn't expect so much to be dug up in such a short period of time."
"what's next?"
Now that the topic has started, Wei Ran simply opened up and said, "What are you going to do next? Gusen will leave soon. With the attitude of political commissar Krechi, I'm afraid he won't let those prisoners of war continue to live a good life.
Alright, when the time comes..."
"The mining in that mine has basically been completed, and now there is not much chromite left. In other words, those prisoners of war have little value."
"Kill?" Wei Ran looked at the other person and asked.
"That's too deliberate."
A confident smile appeared on Mikita's face, "Don't worry, I have already thought of a way. Those prisoners of war will disappear soon. Then we only need to wait patiently for a few years, and all those gems will be ours."
.”
Before he finished speaking, the captain of the firing squad had already stepped on the accelerator and changed direction amidst the roar of the engine.
