It was night, and the falling snowflakes were once again falling on the top of the abandoned No. 52 Mine. The snowflakes not only covered up the ruts extending from the dock to the nurses' dormitory, but also covered up the murderous aura emanating from the building where the abandoned hospital was located.
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In the end, on this snowy night that was suitable for killing people and slaughtering animals, there was only the whisper of a few snowflakes falling to the ground.
On the second floor of the nurses' dormitory, the three adjacent rooms were all brightly lit by kerosene lamps. The chimneys extending from the corners of the windows also emitted wisps of smoke and even a few sparks.
Inside the warm room, a dozen middle-aged people with Asian faces were sitting around two kotatsu tables that had been converted from iron frame beds. Their dogs, who were no longer young, each had a menstrual flag tied to their head.
white headband.
As the leader held up the cup and said something, the people kneeling around the kotatsu table responded loudly, picking up the cup and drinking it all in one gulp.
Compared to the excitement in this room, next to the truck in the lobby on the first floor, there were two middle-aged men guarding a tin bucket with a bonfire burning, chatting away while putting the wine in the cup into their mouths.
.Beside them, two SKS semi-automatic rifles with bayonets were leaning side by side on the tires of the truck.
Obviously, compared to the bland sake, the vodka is a bit too strong for them - even though these "people" have lived here for more than twenty years.
Perhaps it was precisely because of the drunkenness brought on by the vodka that was put into their stomachs that the two people who were originally responsible for the vigilance did not notice at all. At this time, on the dark side of the dormitory building, three people had already used pliers to cut open the
Barbed wire security windows for animal protection.
The next thing is much simpler. Just use the tip of a knife to pry off the wooden strips used to fix the glass, and the entire glass window will be removed intact.
Following the same procedure, he opened the triple-pane window. Wei Ran, Mikita and Paulide looked at each other, then took off his mink coat and cotton hat, bent down and got into the window.
At the same time, Mikita and Paulide also covered the newly opened window with Weiran's mink coats to prevent the cold wind from blowing in and alerting the people inside.
Inside the building, after Wei Ran took off his gloves, he did not pull out the TT33 pistol on his waist or the Nagant revolver that was almost a status symbol. Instead, he just walked out of the room with empty hands.
At the same time, Paulide and Mikita outside the window also used the pine poles they brought to firmly hold up the wolf skin blocking the window, and then, as fast as possible, they walked around the building leaning against the wall.
at the main entrance.
In the dim corridor of the first floor hall, Wei Ran carefully pressed against the wall and reached the edge of the hall.
However, all he could see at this time was a GAZ 51 truck, with a little fire coming from the other end of the truck.
He listened quietly to the conversation coming from the other end. Although he couldn't understand the jabbering Japanese, he could tell that there were only two people talking.
After carefully observing the situation at the top of the stairs, Wei Ran took off his boots, wearing only thick wool socks, and carefully touched the edge of the truck.
Squatting down gently, Wei Ran could clearly see through the gap in the truck chassis. On the other side of the truck body, there were two people sitting on chairs, facing the direction of the door on the first floor, guarding a brazier.
What are we talking about.
He stood up and stood on tiptoe to look inside the cab. Seeing that there was no third person inside, he carefully walked around to the back of the car and took a look into the cargo compartment.
However, although there were no Japanese in the cargo compartment, Wei Ran still frowned, because there were only two long benches leaning against the cargo compartment, and there were no such things as those seen in later generations!
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Wei Ran quickly ran to the other side of the car, hugged one of the Japs' heads with both hands and squeezed it hard.
With a crisp "click" sound, the devil, who had lived for more than twenty years, instantly became limp, and the cup in his hand slipped quietly.
At the same time, the other Japs opened their mouths to shout after a brief moment of sluggishness. At the same time, they also hurriedly tried to grab the semi-automatic rifle that was leaning on the tire next to them.
However, before his paws could touch the gun body, an anti-Japanese sword suddenly appeared in Wei Ran's hand, which made him feel as if he had seen it somewhere before!
Before it could react to where the big knife appeared from, it heard a soft "puff" sound, and then, it strangely discovered that there was a spray of blood mist in its sight.
"Plop"
At this moment, the body of the first Japanese soldier fell to the ground, and the wine glass in his hand fell into the iron bucket with the bonfire burning.
Under Wei Ran's gaze, the other Japanese soldier covered his painful neck with both hands and tried to open his mouth to shout something, or to regain his breathing.
Without giving it a chance to fall, Wei Ran stepped on its chest and used the big knife in his hand to chop and pull hard on the other side of its neck.
"laugh!"
Amidst a burst of fishy smell that is unique to burning proteins, another stream of fishy blood spurted out as Wei Ran stepped on his chest with his feet, pouring both on the iron bucket with the bonfire burning and on the
Wei Ran's face.
Wei Ran shook off a few severed toes stuck to the blade, and gently poked the corpse's eyes with the wide tip of the blade. After he was sure that it was dead, he put away the anti-Japanese sword and picked up one.
He took off the semi-automatic rifle and held the sword-shaped spear in his hand. He quickly walked to the door and opened the locked door, calling for Mikita and Paulide who were hiding not far away to come in quickly.
"Are you injured?" Mikita was immediately frightened when he saw the blood on Wei Ran's face, and asked nervously in a low voice, while Paulide behind him quickly rushed to the front of the car to hide.
Pointed the gun at the stairs.
"not mine"
Wei Ran responded in a low voice and at the same time wiped the blood on his face with his sleeves. After the other party also came in, he immediately closed the door to block the cold outside.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hearing this, Mikita also relaxed, but when he saw the two corpses, he was startled again. The one whose neck was twisted at a weird angle was also shocked.
It's easy to say, at least it won't cause any scary wounds.
But the other corpse was extremely bloody. Not only were there deep wounds visible on the bones on both sides of the neck, but even the eyes seemed to have been slashed.
Looking at the spear thorn in Wei Ran's hand, Mikita became more and more puzzled, because no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out how he could make such a big and deep thing with an iron piece that had no edge at all.
Wound.
Wei Ran would not give him time to figure this out. After putting on his shoes as quickly as possible, he immediately took off his Akm assault rifle from Mikita's shoulder, and then pointed to the stairs upstairs.
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Mikita nodded when he saw this, stretched out his hand to make a three sign, followed closely by Paulide, who also extended his hand to make a scissor hand gesture. Wei Ran nodded when he heard this, and was the first in line, holding a gun and walked up.
stairs.
However, just as they were about to walk up to the second floor, Wei Ran heard the sound of water flowing and smelled a foul smell mixed with the smell of alcohol.
He raised his fist to signal the two people behind him who were supporting his shoulders to stop. Wei Ran took a cautious look and then immediately retracted the exposed half of his face.
After waiting for a moment, he poked his head out to take a look again, then handed the weapon in his hand to Paulide behind him, pulled out the bayonet from his waist, stepped onto the second floor in a flash, and then got directly into the room next to him.
The room facing the stairs.
In this room, there was a dim kerosene lamp placed on a broken table. Near the window, a figure was standing beside the bed with his back to him, pouring a parabola towards a damaged spot on the window.
Standing against the wall by the door, Wei Ran patiently waited until the figure with his back to him began to tie his belt, and then he pounced on him.
"puff!"
With a soft sound, Wei Ran accurately stabbed the slender bayonet from the back into the figure's lung cavity, and at the same time covered his mouth with his other hand.
He turned the bayonet hard and pulled it out. Almost as soon as the tip of the knife broke away from the flesh, he stabbed it in again.
As the lungs suffered such severe damage, blood flowed into the lung cavity along the wound. At this time, even if Wei Ran released his covering of his mouth, the devil could not make any sound at all.
Wei Ran gently brought down the Jaap, but Wei Ran did not kill it. He just used a bayonet to stab the joints of its arms and legs to prevent it from moving.
Of course, it will die anyway. In the next few minutes, as a large amount of blood pours into the lungs, it will suffocate little by little, and eventually drown in its own blood.
After walking out of the room that was used as a toilet, Wei Ran took the assault rifle handed over by Mikita and rushed towards the first room. At the same time, Mikita and Paulide also accelerated their pace and rushed towards
The other two rooms were brightly lit, but also hung with thick cotton curtains.
"Put your hands up!" The three of them shouted in Russian while raising the curtain.
However, there was no one in the room that Wei Ran was in charge of, except for the charcoal fire that was burning on the stove and the kettle that was still steaming.
There were people in the room that Mikita was in charge of, but there were only four children who looked probably a few years younger than Selsi, and these children were already asleep in bed.
On the contrary, it was the room that Paulide was in charge of. Everyone sitting around the homemade kotatsu table was first startled by Paulide's appearance and shouting. Then, a few people who didn't know if they had drunk too much started.
Face frantically grabbed the SKS semi-automatic rifle next to him!
Someone took the lead, and naturally others responded. For a moment, these drunken animals reached out to the weapons next to them!
Seeing this, Paulide decisively aimed at the first person to get the weapon and pulled the trigger!
"boom!"
After the crisp gunfire, the Japs who had already grasped the weapon immediately burst into a cloud of blood mist at their temples, and then fell onto the homemade hot table with a "plop", knocking over the various items placed on it.
Japanese dishes and several empty bottles of wine.
"Click! Crack!"
After a few unexpected soft sounds, the Japanese who pulled the triggers looked blankly at the semi-automatic rifles in their hands.
At the same time, two of them had each taken out a TT33 pistol and turned it around at Polyd!
"Da da da! Bang! Bang"
After the almost overlapping gunshots, before the two men who raised their pistols had time to pull the trigger, a bullet hole appeared between their eyebrows. At the same time, a section of blood mist erupted from their chests due to Polyd's burst of fire!
Just as two more Japs were shot and fell down, the remaining Japs finally reacted and dropped the tampered weapons in their hands.
Contrary to Mikita and Paulide's expectations, but within Wei Ran's expectations, these people had no intention of giving up resistance, and one of them even reached out to the pot of hot soup in the center of the table.
"Bang! Bang!"
There were two more shots that almost overlapped. Wei Ran accurately hit the devil's temple with the TT33 in his hand, while Mikita hit its arm with the Nagant revolver in his hand.
"Plop!" The Japs fell on their backs into the hot soup, and the other Japs also calmed down.
Soon, as the first surrendered Japanese soldier raised his hands, the other Japanese soldiers also reluctantly raised their hands.
"Those who make the sound will die, but those who can understand Russian can survive. So those who understand Russian put their hands together above their heads."
After Wei Ran finished speaking with a smile, the Japs in the room immediately clasped their raised hands together above their heads, thus temporarily saving their lives.
"There are 13 people alive here," Paulide said.
"There are four children in the room I'm responsible for," Mikita said while exiting the corridor and staring outside. "Children who are younger than Selsi."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "And there are children?" Wei Ran frowned, this was completely beyond his expectation.
"Three little boys and one little girl." As Mikita spoke, he had already walked towards the room he was responsible for. "I'll bring them here."
Hearing this, Wei Ran didn't say anything else, stretched out his hand to pull over a Jaap, and amidst the other's screams, he modified its hands and elbows into a dislocated state.
Such a cruel method not only changed the expressions of the other Japanese soldiers, but even Paulide grinned and put away the cowhide rope he brought.
In the screams that sounded like a relay, the 13 Japanese soldiers lost control of their hands one after another. It was only then that Wei Ran slowly began to search them, throwing in all the weapons and ammunition they found and even some valuable things.
into a wooden box.
Before he could finish his work, miserable cries came from the corridor, and immediately after, four children who looked to be less than ten years old were blasted into the room by Mikita, who was whipped with a belt.
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"You are Mikita! You are Mikita the executioner!"
Suddenly, a Japs closest to the door asked in a panic in Russian. Before Mikita could respond, the Japs switched to Japanese that Wei Ran and others could not understand.
"Bang!" Wei Ran pulled out his pistol and simply pulled the trigger, shooting it in the back of the head.
After the shot, the Japanese soldier fell to the ground, and the four crying children were also frightened into silence.
"From now on, you can only speak Russian."
Wei Ran deliberately pointed his gun at the little guys, ignoring Mikita's frown and Paulide's somewhat flustered and disapproving eyes, and said in a calm tone, "If I hear another Japanese word, I will
We will start killing these little guys."
"Answer me" Wei Ran urged with a smile after waiting for a moment.
"Yes!" The remaining 12 prisoners of war responded in Russian in unison.
"Separate interrogation?" Wei Ran turned to Mikita and Paulide and asked with a smile.
"Victor, you just scared me." Mikita swallowed and asked with some reproach, "Why did you kill someone in front of children?"
"I'm just doing what they did before," Wei Ran's tone remained calm, "and what I've done is far less extreme than what they did back then."
"Okay, okay, we won't discuss this."
Mikita waved his hand helplessly, "Let's interrogate them separately. I'll watch them. Victor, stop killing people. We need more labor."
"Of course, as long as they don't make mistakes, I'm not a person who likes killing people."
Wei Ran responded with a smile, and silently added in his mind, "But I like killing animals."
Knowing that Mikita would never believe him, Wei Ran didn't bother to waste time on this topic. He reached out and grabbed the dislocated arm of a prisoner of war, and led him downstairs to the side of the truck amidst the other's screams.
"sit"
Wei Ran pulled a chair from the side of the bloody corpse and placed it beside the campfire. He pressed the Japs shoulders and made him sit on the chair.
"I am now a legal Soviet citizen, and the correctional camps have been canceled long ago. What you are doing now is illegal, and it is illegal to suck silk...ah!"
The Japanese soldier who had been complaining since he sat down let out a scream, but Wei Ran was still slowly turning the bayonet inserted into the opponent's thigh, "If nothing goes wrong with this stab, it shouldn't hurt your arteries.
Of course, it's a different story if you're struggling like crazy."
At this point, Wei Ran paused deliberately, ignoring the other party's wails, and while turning the bayonet that penetrated his muscles, he said, "Now let me talk about my rules. Before I let you speak, every time you say another word, I will
You will be called for a minute.
Of course, even if you abide by the rules, if the answers you give me are different from others in the next questions, I will cut off one of your fingers or toes for every wrong answer. At this point, we give full play to the democratic spirit
, you are free to decide which one to cut first and which one to cut later.
Finally, if your voice is loud enough for others on the second floor to hear, I will pull out your teeth one by one."
At this point, Wei Ran finally stopped turning the bayonet in his hand and said with a smile, "Now repeat what I just said."
After such a while, the devil, who was already in pain and covered with cold sweat, trembled and said, "You let me...ah!"
"No no no"
Wei Ran turned the bayonet again and showed a crazy smile, "What I said at the beginning is that if nothing goes wrong with this knife, it shouldn't hurt your arteries. Of course, if you struggle like crazy, it's another matter.
.Okay, this is my last reminder, and what follows is also your last chance."
After saying that, Wei Ran slowly released his bayonet, sat on another chair, crossed his legs and cupped his hands, "Let's get started."
"If nothing unexpected happens with this stab..." The Japs, already full of fear, tremblingly repeated what Wei Ran said, but even though he was so careful, he was still caught out by Wei Ran who deliberately picked the wrong one.
There were few problems and he was punished again and again.
It took more than ten minutes for Wei Ran to finally be satisfied with what he had just repeated, and the prisoner of war breathed a sigh of relief.
Taking advantage of the moment when the other party was relaxed, Wei Ran slowly lit a cigarette and asked in a calm tone, "How many people are there in the abandoned military base?"
"Four...four people"
The prisoner of war subconsciously answered this question. Even though he woke up to Wei Ran's language trap midway, he could only answer the question bravely.
"How many other cars are there?"
Wei Ran stuffed the newly lit cigarette into the other person's mouth, "I believe you have memorized my rules, so think carefully before answering. We have already verified these most basic questions."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "A car" the prisoner of war replied with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Look, this is a good start."
Wei Ran pointed to the wound on his leg, "If you satisfy me with the next few questions, I will help you bandage the wound. Don't worry, my skills are very good."
After saying that, he didn't care whether the other party believed it or not, lit a cigarette again and asked, "Is Nurse Irene among those four people?"
"Who is Nurse Irene?" A look of confusion appeared on the prisoner's face.
"Second question, does Xishan Dream exist among you people?"
"I've never heard of this name"
The prisoner of war let out a scream before he finished speaking, because just as he finished speaking, Wei Ran had already pressed the newly lit cigarette to the wound on his leg!
"You'd better think carefully before answering my question." As Wei Ran spoke, he had already stuffed the cigarette butt into the wound.
"I haven't heard of it, I really haven't heard of it!" The middle-aged prisoner of war wailed in pain, "Please let me go, I really have never heard of this name!"
"no problem"
Wei Ran agreed very happily, withdrew his bloody hand and wiped it on the other person's face, "Is Inu Yangxian among you people?"
"Here!" the Japs replied without thinking, "He and his wife are here! In that abandoned military base."
"What's his wife's name?" Wei Ran lit a cigarette again and waved it in front of the other person's eyes, "Next time I will press it on your eyes, just the left eye."
Hearing this, the Japs subconsciously ducked back and replied in a panic, "His wife's name is Gloria! Her Japanese name is Inukai Momoe."
"How big is his wife's breasts?" Wei Ran asked a question that seemed particularly inappropriate without any warning.
The devil was also stunned subconsciously, and nodded slowly, "It's quite... quite big."
"How big is it?" Wei Ran asked with a smile, the expression on his face was like that of an old man who has been using sewing machines for twenty years.
"About...about...the size of a coconut!"
The prisoner of war tried to move his arms and endured the pain and continued, "I don't know if you have ever eaten coconuts, but they are indeed as big as peeled coconuts."
Is it really Irene?
Wei Ran murmured to himself and asked a new question with a smile, "How is Inuyang Xianren's cooking skills?"
"You...you already knew we were coming back?"
The Japs' face instantly turned pale. Before Wei Ran's hand touched the bayonet, he spoke faster and said, "His cooking skills are very good! But he only shows off his cooking skills in front of us."
It's really these two people...but how did they get together?
Wei Ran calmly wrote down this key information, then asked casually, "What are you doing here?"
"Collect the bones," the Japs replied, "We want to bury our compatriots who died here and leave them a tombstone."
"Have you served a sentence here before?" Wei Ran asked the last question.
"No." The Japanese soldier shook his head, "My final sentence was at the logging camp No. 213."
"Who organized you to come here?" Wei Ran continued to ask, and while speaking, he took out a first aid box from his pocket.
The Japs looked happy and quickly replied, "It's Gloria. She and her husband found me the year before last."
"So you come here every year?" Wei Ran had already pulled out his bayonet when he asked this question.
"Well!"
The prisoner of war snorted and immediately replied, "This is my second year here. We come here every summer to clear mines, and in winter we go into the mines to look for our compatriots buried alive in the mines."
Hearing this, Wei Ran's heart moved, and he calmly said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Which one of you killed the guard of this mine?"
"Inuyang Xianren is the guard he killed."
The prisoner of war replied without thinking, "The guard not only blew up Mine No. 4 and buried many people inside, but also buried a lot of mines in the remains of those shacks. That's why I
, because I used to be an engineer, so I came here at Inukai Kento’s request.”
"So that's it. It's all right..."
Wei Ran muttered something blatantly in Chinese, and his hands, which were busy bandaging the wound, quickly picked off his chin amidst the dull gaze of the Japanese soldier and the screams that changed at any time.
