Over Golonid Island, the battle between the air defense forces and the German aircraft continued, but the satellite, which was about to land on the ground, screamed and crashed into a thick pine tree at least twenty or thirty meters high.
Before he could hug the fork of the tree, the parachute was wrapped around the tree crown, hanging him in the air more than ten meters above the ground like a piece of bacon waiting to be dried.
This broken book was done on purpose!
Wei Ran, whose face was scratched by pine needles, only had time to curse, but the parachute suddenly lost its hold on the hook. After letting him crush the pine branches one by one, he fell heavily to the ground.
On a tree stump as thick as his waist.
"hiss--!"
The moment he landed, Wei Ran covered his calves and ankles. Although he subconsciously made a forward roll just now, he stepped on a tree stump covered with mushrooms with one foot, while the other foot stepped on it.
On a rotten tree root.
The height difference between the two feet was only twenty centimeters, which also caused his calf to make a crisp cracking sound.
Wei Ran, whose face was red due to the severe pain, struggled to take off his umbrella bag, jumped on his feet and sat on the damp tree stump, and then took off his boots.
Just by touching along the bones of his ankle, a series of curse words popped out of Wei Ran's mouth again.
I don't know if it was retribution for breaking people's joints before. When he fell, not only was the ankle of his left foot dislocated, but the facing bone of his calf was also hit hard. Although there was no fracture this time, it was still broken.
When he exerted even a little force, he felt excruciating pain.
After looking around, Wei Ran rummaged around on his body and successfully found a rough-made wooden handle pocket knife, and painstakingly cut out several one-meter-long parachute ropes.
One end of the paracord was padded with a glove and tied to the sole of his left foot. Wei Ran took a few breaths, then bit the other glove, and grabbed the other end of the paracord with his right hand.
One end.
"Uh-! Uh!"
Amidst the suppressed wails, Wei Ran stepped on the middle section of the parachute rope with his right foot. At the same time, he also used his strength with his right hand to pull hard on the sole of his dislocated left foot. At the same time, he stepped on the heel of his left foot with his right foot.
Say goodbye with force.
Finally, with a crunching sound that made people feel sour, Wei Ran spit out his gloves and let go of the parachute rope like a rotten fish with its gills removed. He turned over and lay down on the damp leaf litter.
He was breathing heavily.
After calming down, he didn't dare to delay at all. He turned over and sat up and roughly checked his ankle until he was sure that the dislocated joint had been successfully restored. He immediately put on the tattered boots again and randomly cut off a piece that was scratched by a branch.
parachute, and after identifying the direction for a while, he limped towards the direction where Captain Ninel landed.
Compared with Golonid Island in later generations, although the vegetation on this island is now denser, fortunately the terrain has not changed much. In addition, Weiran recorded the landing of Nineel before landing.
location, so it shouldn’t be too difficult to find the other party.
However, dragging a leg that dared not use force, he really couldn't walk fast, and he didn't know whether it was because the land on Golonid Island in this era was relatively rich in water content, or because it happened to be summer. He almost took every step.
You will step on a piece of greasy mud, and at the same time, there will be countless large mosquitoes rushing towards you in swarms, hitting your face and windproof glasses, or lying directly on your neck and eating them.
Self help.
"This piece of land is worthless. Professor, this piece of land is a scam."
Wei Ran cursed and muttered something, then bent down to scoop up a pile of smelly mud, and smeared it on his exposed neck and face, completely ignoring whether the mud would cause infection on the wounds made by the branches.
He picked up a stick he picked up on the way again, and his speed speeded up a bit. After he climbed over a small slope covered with miscellaneous trees and dense shrubs, he also encountered someone holding the same stick.
Captain Ninel is moving slowly.
"Captain Nineel!"
Wei Ran shouted from a distance, waved the stick in his hand while holding on to a waist-thick pine tree, and after the other party looked at him and responded, he immediately limped over and ran over.
"Are you okay?" The two asked the same thing in unison, and then each found that the other's face was covered with a layer of smelly mud.
"I'm fine," Wei Ran responded first, and at the same time moved his gaze to the other party's leg. Then, he saw a wooden stick that was as thick as a carrot and about a foot long stuck in the other party's thigh.
"It was scratched by a branch," Ninele responded nonchalantly, while revealing a mouth of burnt-yellow, bloodshot teeth.
"Let me check it for you"
Wei Ran threw away the stick in his hand without any explanation, and after the other party sat down, he carefully inspected the wound on his leg.
"There should be no broken bones."
Wei Ran cautiously did not pull out the wooden stick, "But under the current conditions, there is no way to pull out the wooden stick, otherwise the blood vessels may rupture and bleed."
"Let's go look for that plane first. I saw it made an emergency landing." Ninel stood up again with the help of Weiyan.
"In that direction?" Wei Ran raised his finger and pointed in the direction, "I saw him make an emergency landing with my own eyes."
Looking up at the sky, Ninel didn't say anything more, but gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.
"Why did you hit him?" Wei Ran, who was following behind, asked.
After almost ten seconds, Ninel replied, "I've run out of ammunition."
Hearing this, Wei Ran opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say much, but just quickened his pace slightly to keep up with the other party.
With the two people's mutual support, they finally successfully found the plane that had made an emergency landing.
Just like the picture drawn by the quill before entering this historical episode, at this time, the plane that made an emergency landing was lying in the smelly mud like a low-quality cigar that was discarded after just two puffs.
Thick smoke billowed from both sides of the nose of the plane, the wings had been broken, and the tail of the plane had disappeared to nowhere.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Not only that, there are even some flames floating in the mud pond around the fuselage.
As for the pilot of this plane, his upper body had already poked out of the cockpit, but he didn't know if he was too seriously injured. At this time, even though the thick and pungent smoke had covered most of his body, there was even a fire under the cockpit.
, but he remained motionless.
Contrary to Wei Ran's expectation, Ninel didn't hesitate at all. He limped over with the wooden stick in his hand. Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he wanted to do something.
After coming back to his senses, Wei Ran limped along and followed. When he got closer, he also discovered that there was a particularly conspicuous red lantern pattern painted on the fuselage of the aircraft.
"Victor! Come here and help!"
Niner, who had already circled to the other side, had already grabbed the German pilot's arms before he finished speaking, apparently trying to carry him out.
However, Nineel also had a leg that he couldn't use any strength on, and standing in the mud that almost submerged his knees, he couldn't use any strength at all.
Seeing this, Wei Ran quickly wrapped himself around the edge of the hot cockpit, grabbed the unconscious German pilot's belt with both hands, and pulled him out from his side.
"Don't let your wound touch the mud here, otherwise you will have to cut off at least one leg to survive." Wei Ran reminded him while dragging the German pilot out.
"Get out of here quickly"
Niner didn't answer the question at all. He held the wreckage of the main body of the aircraft around from the rear, and helped Weiyan drag the still unconscious pilot to the edge of the muddy pond with difficulty.
After struggling for almost half an hour, the three pilots, who had almost turned into mud monkeys, finally "wriggled" onto a fairly solid ground.
However, Niner did not rest at all. He tore off the pilot's dirty clothes and skillfully pulled out the soldier tag hanging around his neck.
After just glancing at the information above, Niniel ripped it off and put it into his pocket, and then silently began to search for the other person's belongings.
"Just take a rest and I'll do it." Niner said before Weiyan was about to extend his hand to help. At the same time, he took out the certificate from the pilot's pocket and put it into his pocket.
has a problem...
Wei Ran muttered to himself, but wisely did not help, but sat down far away knowingly.
As he watched, Ninel only pulled out a P38 pistol, a gravity knife, a watch with a broken dial, and a silver cigarette case from the pilot.
"What do you want?" Ninel asked, tightly clutching the gravity knife he had just pulled out.
"How about the gravity knife?" Wei Ran asked tentatively. He still remembered that the things Professor Alexei found in the house he bought included a gravity knife. The important thing is that the gravity knife was also inlaid with
a name.
In other words, if Niner agrees to give himself the gravity knife in his hand, then he can be sure that the German pilot who is still in a coma is the German aristocrat Felix von Goethe.
"I'll give you this one. It's mine. It's better than the one I just found. I've barely used it."
Before he finished speaking, Niner took out a gravity knife issued by the German army from his pocket and handed it to Wei Ran. Taking advantage of the situation, he also stuffed the gravity knife he had just been holding into his pocket.
.
Taking over this gravity knife, Wei Ran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Like the one seen in later generations, this was also the first generation gravity knife that Germany began to equip in 1937.
But the most important thing is that on the wooden handle of this gravity knife, using almost the same craftsmanship, gold wire is used on it, and a name is written in Russian in Gothic handwriting: Ninel Us
Zinovich Bondu;
Turn it over and look at the other side, which is also in Gothic Russian inlaid with gold wire, but the content has changed to "Friendship from the Sky".
These two people actually know each other! And they are friends!
Wei Ran made a judgment in an instant, but on the outside he admired calmly, "This knife is so beautiful, are you really willing to give it to me?"
"Take it if you like it." As Ninel spoke, he had already put the turned-out P38 pistol on his waist, stood up and said while looking for something around him, "We have to leave here as soon as possible."
"Take him with you?" Wei Ran asked deliberately.
"certainly!"
Ninel replied without thinking, and then took the initiative to explain, "Not only do we have to take him, but we also have to find a way to keep him alive. Capturing a German pilot is a great achievement."
"Where are we going?" Wei Ran moved toward the pilot as he spoke and gave him a rough inspection of his injuries.
In general, this pilot who is suspected of being Felix von Goethe not only has a big bulge on his forehead, but also has several teeth knocked out. In addition, he also has large burns on his buttocks.
, there are various small wounds on the neck that are suspected to be caused by parts that were blown away during the emergency landing.
"Go in that direction." Ninel pointed to the south. "When I landed, I saw a wooden house on the edge of the forest. Where should we go?"
Isn't that the direction of the house that later Professor Alexei bought...
Wei Ran muttered to himself, helped find two wooden sticks, and then tied a large piece of parachute cloth saved by each of them to it, and finally tied up the German pilot's hands and pushed him up.
Each of them tied a piece of parachute rope and put it on their shoulders with gloves. Like trackers on the Volga River, the two lame pilots dragged the German pilot on the simple sledge and moved little by little toward the edge of the forest.
After walking a hundred or ten meters forward, Wei Ran also saw an airplane wing. However, unlike what he found later in the garage, this wing also had a particularly conspicuous red lantern pattern painted on it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Did the German Air Force use a lantern as its logo during World War II? What became of it? Miss Nightingale's Flying Wing? Wei Ran muttered to himself, but couldn't think of it.
Come on, I saw this sign in my history class.
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Wei Ran endured the pain in his left leg and faced the bone. Together with Ninel, who was in worse condition than himself, he dragged the German pilot who was still unconscious with difficulty and left the area bit by bit.
It looks like a forest that can eat people.
I don’t know whether I should be lucky or not, until they found the small wooden house that was not that big at the edge of the forest but did not completely leave the forest, there was still no one who came to search and rescue them, or the people who captured the emergency landing plane showed up.
.
Seeing that Ninel was obviously relieved, Wei Ran calmly pointed to the wooden house dozens of meters away, "Should we go there together or should I go there first?"
"Let's go together, no, you, no, let's go over there first and take a look."
Upon hearing this, Wei Ran immediately sent over the parachute rope that he had been carrying on his shoulders, and he and Ninel supported each other and walked over.
When they walked around to the other side of the wooden house, they immediately saw a thin girl sitting on the wooden steps at the door, starching a large basin full of clothes. Next to her, there was another person sitting on a wooden door.
In the basin, it looked like a child of only one or two years old.
Next to the child, there was a dog standing with its back arched and growling menacingly.
"Neva, sit down."
Before the girl finished speaking, the dog immediately sat next to the wooden basin, using his body to block the sight of Wei Ran and Nineel from looking at the child. But at the same time, the dog holding a coarse cloth turban
But the girl also grabbed a shotgun and held it in her arms. After groping for the wooden basin next to her, she covered the baby's ears with her hands.
It was only then that Wei Ran and Ninel heard the girl ask, "Has someone come? Who are you? I can't see, so you'd better answer my question quickly, or I will
The only option is to shoot."
He is a blind man...
Wei Ran and Ninel looked at each other, and the latter cleared his throat and said immediately, "Hello, we are pilots of the 439th Regiment of the 102nd Air Defense Fighter Aviation Division. The plane we were flying just crashed and we had to parachute to survive.
Come down."
"Are you the Red Army?"
The blind girl immediately put down the shotgun in her hand, but then held it again and said with extra vigilance, "Can you let me touch your boat cap? I can't see it. This is the only way I can identify you."
Methods."
"We don't have a boat cap," Ninel said without a pause, "but we have a TT33 pistol, can it do it?"
"And the Nagant revolver"
As Wei Ran spoke, he reached into his arms and took out the revolver in the metal book under the cover of the one-piece flight suit.
"I know the TT33 pistol, my sister has one." When the blind girl said this, there was undisguised pride in her tone.
Seeing this, Ninel gently removed the magazine and put it in his pocket, then pulled the slide to empty the bullets in the chamber, and then handed the pistol to Wei Ran.
After taking the gun, Wei Ran limped up to the particularly delicate-looking girl and reluctantly turned the handle of the gun and lightly touched the opponent's hand holding the shotgun, "This is our weapon."
The girl took back the hand that was covering the child's ear, took the pistol and touched it, then gave it back to Wei Ran, and said with extra enthusiasm, "Do you need my help? Do you need something to eat or drink?"
"We have...one person is injured."
Wei Ran took a step back to avoid the dog, which had arched its back again, "Do you have any medicine or anything like that here?"
"Yes! Yes!"
The girl leaned the shotgun on the steps, stood up gropingly and said, "In the room, there is a medicine box on the left side of the door. My sister is a doctor, she left it."
"Are your sister and brother-in-law at home?" Ninel asked as he limped over, leaning on a stick.
"My brother-in-law died last year"
The girl bent down and picked up the child in the tub. Under the escort of the mottled dog, she carefully walked into the room and said proudly, "My sister went to the other side to fight in Stalingrad a month ago.
Now! So now there are only Neva and I at home, and these two little guys are both called Neva."
Hearing this, Wei Ran and Ninel looked at each other, each seeing a trace of sadness in the other's eyes.
Under the leadership of this girl, Wei Ran took over a clean medicine box and took a look at the situation in the room.
This small wooden house was far less spacious than the house bought by Professor Alexei later. It was even much smaller than the garage. In addition to a fireplace, there was only a log table and a double table in the room.
The large bed, of course, and the narrow wooden staircase leading to the loft.
Although the furnishings in the room were simple and the quiet and pretty girl suffered from eye disease, the room was kept extremely clean.
"I'm Niniel. The one who just handed you the gun was Victor. What about you? What's your name?" Niniel sat against the wall on the floor of the corridor outside the door at Wei Ran's signal and asked curiously.
road.
The girl standing on the other side of the door groped her way back to the steps and sat down. She put the child she was holding on her lap and replied, "Sasha, my name is Sasha. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
What? Uncle Sergey sent two fish yesterday, I can cook them for you."
"We would be very grateful if you are willing to take us in." As Ninel spoke, Wei Ran had already opened the medicine box and found a pair of scissors from inside.
"Luckily, I found a scalpel and sutures, but there is no anesthesia, so you have to be patient next time." Wei Ran reminded him while cutting open the clothes around the wound.
"Come on," Nineel said while picking up a piece of firewood and biting it in his mouth.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Wait a minute, I have to wash my hands."
As he spoke, Wei Ran took off his muddy flight suit, and with Sasha's help, washed his hands in the small bucket of water next to the wash basin.
After making all preparations, he took out a pair of rubber gloves from the medicine box and put them on. After Nineel was ready, he pressed the wound and pulled out the wooden stick that almost penetrated the thigh muscle.
"Uh!" Niniel groaned and bit down on the stick of firewood in his mouth, while veins appeared on his neck.
Throwing the bloody wooden stick aside with a "clang", Wei Ran simply motioned for the other person to lie down on the floor, while he sat on the other person's lap, using his own weight to hold him down and prevent him from moving.
Amidst the screams and uncontrollable struggles, the debridement and suturing work was completed with the only medicines available.
Although fortunately no artery was injured, the severe pain that ordinary people could not bear had already caused Nineel to faint.
"Okay" Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief after taking off his rubber gloves.
"What's wrong with him?" Sasha, who had just been covering the child's ears with his hands, asked nervously.
"I fainted from the pain," Wei Ran replied as he packed up the medicine box. "He had a wooden thorn the size of a carrot stuck in his leg."
Hearing this, Sasha shivered involuntarily, raised her finger and pointed in the direction of the door, "You can help him go to the bed inside to have a rest."
“No rush yet”
Wei Ran looked at the German pilot who had rolled off the simple stretcher not far away, picked up the wooden bucket next to Sasha and asked, "Can I borrow your wooden bucket to wash it?"
"sure"
Sasha raised her finger and pointed in the direction, "There is a well on the other side of the house. I forgot to ask, are you injured? Do you need me to help you fetch water?"
"No, I can do it myself."
While Wei Ran was talking, he had already picked up the barrel and limped towards the well on the other side of the wooden house.
After fetching a bucket of water and carefully washing away the mud on his body, Wei Ran limped towards the German pilot who was inching towards the house.
However, when he stopped next to the pilot who was covered in mud and burns, he heard his hoarse voice and asked anxiously in skilled Russian, "Where is Ninel? Ninel Ustino
Is Vicky Bondu here? I heard his voice before I passed out! Tell me if that person is him?!"
"It's him." Wei Ran sighed, "Do you know him?"
"He..." The German pilot opened his mouth, then shook his head and denied it with unusual simplicity, "No, I don't know... I don't know him..."
Before Wei Ran could say anything else, the pilot's body went limp and he lost consciousness again.
