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Chapter 812 Everyone is responsible

After galloping back to the hotel, Suisui immediately pulled Wei Ran into the room and asked with a serious look, "You're not going to go without electricity, are you?"

Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "If you don't go, didn't I promise you?"

"Really not going?" Suisui confirmed again.

"I really won't go," Wei Ran patiently promised again.

"That's good"

Suisui finally breathed a sigh of relief, put her hands around Wei Ran's neck, kissed her, and said happily, "Let's go to the company first, and we'll fly to Kazan at the end of the month."

"It's up to you," Wei Ran agreed happily. Unless necessary, he didn't want to go to that hellish place without electricity.

He even hoped that Xia Shushi, who had passed away, could find the steel helmet and the self-immolation wounded soldiers mentioned on the phone on the way back. In this way, even if he owed that second son a small favor, at least he wouldn't have to.

Use a metal notebook to go on an adventure in Savage Mountain, which is more dangerous than today's electricity-free.

"Then it's settled, you don't need to see us off today."

After Suisui finished speaking, she let go of her hand with satisfaction, took her tablet, left the room with confidence, and led her three followers straight to the company, which was not too far away.

Almost immediately, Wei Ran also received a compressed package from Xia Shushi.

Using the laptop that Kajianka had given him to unzip the package, Weiran discovered that there were only a dozen or so photos in it. Moreover, one of the photos was a screenshot of a satellite map, with detailed coordinates marked on it.

, and also marked out the entire Mandon Village, as well as the location of the little daughter-in-law’s natal family and the location of the abandoned pagoda.

Continuing to scroll back, some of the photos include detailed photos of the British 77 rifle that was turned out, bullets full of green rust, a cowshed full of debris, and an abandoned building that was almost completely obscured by tropical trees.

pagoda.

What’s more interesting is that according to the markings on the satellite map, this abandoned pagoda is about 800 meters away from the village, with a winding river in the middle. In contrast, it is the home of the little daughter-in-law, just like

It is only two hundred meters away from the abandoned pagoda.

In addition, there is a document in this compressed package, which is like a confession, recording various information learned in Manton Village.

After he carefully browsed through all the contents of the compressed package and made some annotations against the satellite map on his laptop, Xia Shushi also sent a new compressed package.

This compressed package contains an aerial video that is less than five minutes long. From a God's perspective, it clearly overlooks the entire Manton Village, as well as the distance and orientation relationship between the dilapidated pagoda and the village.

At the end of the video, where the aerial photography drone landed, Weiran also saw Xia Shushi holding the drone's remote control in his hand, and not far from him, letting a little girl put it in his mouth.

The second son who delivers fruits inside.

Of course, in addition to these two acquaintances, this unedited video also captured the excavation sites around the landing site, as well as several off-road vehicles parked next to the excavation sites.

Almost as soon as he finished watching the video, Xia Shushi called again.

"Have you seen what I sent?" Xia Shushi asked impatiently the moment the call was connected.

"I saw it..."

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, Xia Shushi asked, "What are your thoughts? Or do you have any questions?"

"Why is that pagoda so far away from the village?"

Wei Ran asked subconsciously. Although he had never been to Dudian, he knew how popular Buddhism was in this country. Under such a background, it made no sense that the pagoda was far away from the village and separated by a river.

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"Wait a minute, I'll find someone to ask."

After Xia Shushi finished speaking, there was a faint exchange of words next to him that Wei Ran couldn't understand. Soon, he explained to the microphone again, "According to the people in this village, decades ago, Man

There is actually a village southeast of Dun Village, that is, a little southeast of the pagoda. The abandoned pagoda is basically located in the middle of the two villages.

Later, the village in the southeast was often flooded due to high water in the rainy season, so most of the villagers moved to Mandun Village one after another, and the place where their village used to be was gradually turned into rice fields.

And since that village merged with Manthun, they have rebuilt temples in the village, and the pagoda some distance away has gradually become abandoned."

"You just said there is a temple in this village?" Wei Ran raised his eyebrows.

"Almost every village here has a temple. If you look at the southernmost part of Mandun Village on the satellite map, it is the largest building." Xia Shushi paused and asked tentatively, "Brother Wei, what do you have?

Any ideas?"

"Can't the temple in the village ask questions?"

"I can't tell. The temple abbot in this village doesn't know as much as the old blind man."

Xia Shushi said with a bit of resentment, "The old bald donkey with a special code, although he doesn't know anything about anything, but his business ability is quite good. He has been asking me and the second generation for sponsorship every day these days, hoping that we can give that little kid some help."

Let’s donate some money to the temple.”

"Did you donate?" Wei Ran asked happily.

"If I have that kind of money, I'll buy a big elbow, and then I'll find two cordless girls to play house with me. What if it's not fun?"

Xia Shushi spoke the truth without concealing it, "The monks here eat meat more happily than anyone else, and I think they don't lack our three melons and two dates."

"makes sense"

Wei Ran paused and continued, "Well, you let me sort out my thoughts first. I just finished reading it. If I find anything, I will call you to inform you."

"Okay, it's settled then, hang up. This thing costs several dollars a minute." After saying that, Xia Shushi simply ended the call without waiting for Wei Ran's reply.

Looking at the call time on the phone screen, Wei Ran shook his head in confusion. It was exactly 55 seconds. This guy must have been stuck on the phone.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't you want to repay this favor?"

Wei Ran muttered to himself while thinking about his cell phone, and finally decided to wait. If Xia Shushi made any major discoveries before returning to Kazan, he would be spared the pain of the Savage Mountain. In that case, he would

I can feel at ease and find another chance to repay the favor.

However, things went against expectations. As the day to fly to Kazan got closer and closer, Xia Shushi's calls became more and more frequent.

However, in these phone calls, apart from inviting him to visit the site again and again, there was no mention of any new discoveries at all.

In contrast, Qin II, except for a brief glimpse in the previous aerial video, never had a single word of communication with Wei Ran on the phone from beginning to end.

Time flew by on February 26, less than 24 hours before the flight to Kazan took off. Suisui finally completed the arrangements for all domestic business, and also bought all the equipment they were going to take to Kazan.

Plant things, and give various gifts to many friends.

After staying in the hotel for more than a week, sisters Suisui and Katenka, who were just waiting to leave, entered Lola's room with a pair of mahjong, creating a quiet environment for Wei Ran, who excused himself to be busy with work.

In the guest room with the door locked, Wei Ran, who had taken a shower carefully, changed into a pair of loose pajamas and sat at the desk. He picked up the double-headed gun oil can that had been placed on the table in advance and looked at it carefully under the desk lamp.

After a while.

After a long time, he put down the oil can, took a deep breath and took out the metal book. The reason for doing this was not only to return the favor to the second generation, but also his own curiosity and some inexplicable impulse.

Occupy the vast majority.

Or to put it more accurately, in the meeting with Mr. Xia Chuan, the bugler, the other person's words, "If I forget them again, no one will remember them." Perhaps the main thing that made him take out the metal book.

reason.

"It's everyone's responsibility..." Wei Ran exhaled the turbid breath in his chest and fixed his eyes on the floating metal quill.

Under his gaze, the quill moved rapidly across the pale yellow paper, carefully sketching out a black and white picture.

In this picture, a soldier with only half of his face visible is sitting on the grass, with a British-style steel helmet with the top of the hat fixed on his feet wearing straw sandals.

In his right hand he held a writing brush, and the tip of the pen had already written most of the Chinese characters on the brim of his hat. In his left hand, he held the double-ended gun oil can.

Compared to the silhouette of the soldier who was writing letters on his helmet, the background in this black and white picture was so blurry that Wei Ran couldn't tell whether it was clouds or gunpowder smoke.

Just at this moment, lines of text appeared below the picture:

Role identity: Cooking class soldier Wei Ran

Conditions for return: Survive until the cooking squad leader is buried and take no less than 10 photos.

Secondary language mission: Kill at least one spy and help save Luke Campbell and Zhou Guochang.

"Secondary language task? Secondary? Telephone or Japanese?"

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows. If it was Japanese, that would be fine, but if it was speaking on the phone... the Bangzi language he had learned before made him feel useless. He didn't think that this language on the phone could be very practical.

sex.

No matter how he felt about the language task, as the white light gradually began to rise, he also saw what could be used this time.

What surprised and worried him was that there were a lot of things that could be used this time. In addition to the Mauser bayonet and the titanium alloy CZP09 pistol, the things that could be used also included an anti-Japanese broadsword, a compass and a flying weapon.

Return to the table and the latest German paratrooper gravity knife.

But what he didn't expect the most was the row boat he got on the Baiyangdian battlefield! Unfortunately, the food boxes, oil drums and first aid kits he wanted to see most didn't appear!

Amid his groans, the intense white light gradually faded away, and as his vision returned, he saw a chaotic scene.

As far as the eye can see, there is a Buddhist hall. In the center of the Buddhist hall, there is a big gilded Buddha. But apart from that, there are more wooden boxes filled with supplies in this Buddhist hall.

At this time, more than a dozen soldiers were busy carrying the wooden boxes from the Buddhist hall to the truck at the door.

These soldiers generally wear German-style caps, with a few of one or two wearing British-style steel helmets on their heads, and various water bottles hung on their waists. And without exception, these soldiers all carry an Enfield on their backs.

rifle.

Not only that, in the corner of the temple, in an open wooden box, there are also a lot of British brown ammunition boots wrapped in kraft paper. At this time, two soldiers were sitting next to the box and were busy trying on the shoes.

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"Wei Ran! What are you doing standing there stupidly? Come here quickly!"

Among the two people trying on shoes, one of them had a beard and looked to be nearly forty years old and said hello in a loud voice.

Although the other party was obviously trying very hard to speak Mandarin, which was called "Mandarin" in this era, the thick accent in his words allowed Wei Ran to easily tell that the other party seemed to be from Guizhou Province.

"Come here quickly!"

Another young soldier who was also trying on shoes greeted him equally enthusiastically. In comparison, his accent was much thicker, which also made it easier for Wei Ran to tell that the other man seemed to be from Guizhou Province as well.

Are these two fellow villagers? Wei Ran muttered to himself, but he moved closer without any hesitation.

“Pick your own!”

The bearded man pointed at the pried open wooden box and said, "Your shoes are already open. Get a new pair quickly! There are some behind you!"

After hearing this, Wei Ran sat silently on a wooden box, took off his damp straw sandals, picked up a piece of brown paper and wiped his feet, then reached out and picked out a pair of ammunition of the right size from the box.

boots.

I have to admit that the boots equipped with British soldiers are indeed as representative as the British soldiers' shoe-shining skills.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It’s just a pair of ordinary boots. There are two pairs of socks stuffed in the left boot, and there is a tube of shoe polish, a small brush and a pair of socks in the right boot.

A small towel, a small metal box filled with beeswax and two spare shoelaces.

However, it is obvious that Wei Ran does not have time to bake beeswax leisurely like the escaped British man at this time, and then carefully apply a layer of beeswax to the boots to waterproof them. The most he can do is to apply beeswax to shoe polish.

Things like brushes are stuffed into one sock, and another sock is used to cover it with an extra layer before being stuffed into the pocket.

Putting on another pair of socks and the shoes he picked out, Wei Ran tried to take two steps. The iron heels and palm nails made a loud creaking sound when they hit the ground paved with blue bricks.

After finally trying to jump, he took out two pairs of socks from another pair of shoes and put them into his pocket.

"gone"

After the bearded man tied his shoelaces tightly, he took Wei Ran and the young soldier and left the temple as if there was no one else around.

And along the way, without exception, the soldiers passing by would enthusiastically shout "Squad Leader Liang" to the bearded man.

Could it be that he was Liang Yimin? Wei Ran muttered to himself and followed the other person step by step.

Under the leadership of Captain Liang, the group of three people left the temple where the Buddhist hall is located. However, when he did not expect it, at the entrance of the temple, Captain Liang took out the

The cigarette pot was lit slowly, and the young man walking with Wei Ran brought over a donkey tied to a small tree on the side of the door.

What made Wei Ran even more dumbfounded was that on both sides of the donkey's body, a large 20-inch black pot was fixed with a wooden frame. On the donkey's back in the middle, there was also a cloth bag that could only contain half of the contents.

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Squad Leader Liang touched the top of the donkey's head, took out a tattered map from his pocket, looked at it, raised his finger in the direction and said energetically, "Follow this road and you will reach Manxi.

When we reach Munsi Town, which is more than ten miles away, we can meet up with the brothers in the camp."

"Squad leader, why don't we follow the 288th Regiment?" the young soldier leading the donkey asked in confusion.

"If we don't follow them anymore, their regiment will probably be stationed here for a day."

Squad Leader Liang had already taken a step forward before he finished speaking, "Let's set off now. I'll probably be able to go to Manxi Town in the evening. I still have two silver coins on hand. I'll rush to Manxi early tomorrow morning before the 288th Humanitarian Regiment."

, we might be able to buy some rice and some chickens."

"It would be great if the people from the 288th Regiment would lend us a truck," the young man said regretfully.

"If you want a truck, you know the truck!"

Squad Leader Liang knocked the cigarette pot on his new boots, and then pointed the cigarette pot at the top of his head, "The kid's plane specializes in blowing up cars. Don't you think you live long enough?"

Hearing this, the young man immediately shrank his neck.

"Keep your integrity"

Squad leader Liang patted the young man's arm in a serious tone, "You are the only male in your Tan family, so you have to be smart."

"I know." The young man nodded and muttered as he led the donkey, "I don't know when I can go home."

"We can go back after we win the battle!"

Squad leader Liang responded confidently, "Let's go! There are still more than 40 miles of mountain road. We have to walk more before the sun sets."


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