At the same time as there was a rapid knock on the door, Wei Ran, who had already woken up, opened the door.
Jens, who was knocking on the door, raised his eyebrows, looked up and down a lot, and finally nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go when you're ready."
Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded slightly and subconsciously glanced at the other people who had gathered in the corridor.
Not counting himself, there were only 5 people in total including Jens at this time. And except for Jens, the other four soldiers all looked to be 16 or 17 years old, and they were wearing the uniforms of the labor corps.
, or the uniform of a youth group.
In addition to being young and well-dressed, this team, or rather this combat team, also uses a variety of weapons. Jens, who is over fifty, is carrying an stg44 assault rifle. Among the other four people, two are carrying MP40 submachine guns.
The other two were empty-handed, with only a captured 1911 pistol on their waist.
Coupled with the G43 rifle carried by Wei Ran on his own shoulder, this group of only six people perfectly matched the guerrilla style.
Under the leadership of Jens, a group of six people lined up against the wall to the garage, and finally stopped next to two half-track motorcycles side by side.
Perhaps because he knew Weiran's "death date" in advance, veteran Tingsi didn't mean to introduce him at all, so he directly greeted everyone in the car and left the garage, got into the dense coniferous forest, and drove to the
unknown direction.
Although he couldn't see the direction of travel because he was sitting in the car with his back to the driver, Wei Ran couldn't help but shake his head secretly when he looked at Jens sitting next to him and the young soldier in the car behind him.
A veteran with four or five raw melons and eggs. This combination is probably the only war potential left by the bloody war machine of Germany in World War II. Even though he came from a later generation, he knew that this battle was barely won by Germany, but at the same time,
They also lost.
If there had been no war, these extremely tired veterans and these extremely young recruits would have been able to create higher value instead of hastily ending their lives in this forest.
In his wild thoughts, the two half-track motorcycles stopped one after another after traveling for only ten minutes.
Not far from the front of the car, there is a reinforced trench. In addition to a covered machine gun fire point, there is also a traffic trench in the middle connected to a bunker at the back.
Without any orders, the two young soldiers with empty hands replaced the main and secondary machine gunners in the trench.
Immediately afterwards, the two soldiers with submachine guns also entered the trench, and two sleepy-looking soldiers got on the half-track motorcycle.
The car continued to move laterally along the trenches for some distance. Jens also waved the guardsmen out of the car, pointed at the trenches and said, "This is the first position in front of our fortress, and it is also the frontline facing the Americans. Wait for you.
Go to the trenches and find a gentleman named Otto, he will arrange tasks for you."
Before he finished speaking, Jens took out a small bottle of Pervitin and threw it to Wei Ran, "Take it, it will make you last longer."
Subconsciously taking the small metal bottle containing Pervitin, Wei Ran looked into the other person's eyes and nodded. He left the car with his semi-automatic rifle on his back and turned towards the trench not far away.
This section of the trench was also reinforced with logs, but inside the trench, there was a dead silence. Every once in a while, he could see a few soldiers gathering at the fireplace taken out of the trench wall, reaching out to the American fire pit.
A heater converted from a soldier's oil and gas stove and a gas mask can filled with holes.
Despite the rough workmanship of this German-American joint venture heater, its performance is really good. The heat radiated from the gas mask can that was burning red and full of holes made the young soldiers around the simple fireplace reluctant to leave.
step.
There was even a soldier wearing a whittled wooden stick and wearing a can of American spiritual meat cut into pieces. This also filled the area with a nice greasy aroma. It made Wei Ran who was passing by here unable to bear it.
Sniffed.
After asking around all the way, when Wei Ran found "Mr. Otto" in the bunker at the end of the trench, this old man with a gray beard
The boy was guarding a cast-iron stove burning coking coal, rubbing the dead skin on his feet with an intoxicated look on his face.
"Jens has already told me about yours," Otto said before Weiran could speak, "Do you have Pervitin? Give me one."
"have"
"Give me the whole bottle. I haven't seen this thing for several days." The old man named Otto had already snatched the metal bottle from Wei Ran's hand before he finished speaking.
Wei Ran rubbed his hand on his pants without leaving a trace, and Wei Ran patiently waited for the other party's order. Otto was not in a hurry at all. He unscrewed the bottle cap, took out the pills and threw them directly into his mouth, and then poured them out.
A note.
I opened the note and looked at it, but it said in German, "Send him to death."
Looking up at Wei Ran, Otto threw the note directly into the stove and continued to rub his feet while saying, "I heard from Jens that you are a sniper, so you can move freely. Of course, if you can
If so, you can go to the west for a walk, there are American camps there. In this way, I can find someone to take you to familiarize yourself with the nearby terrain."
After speaking, Otto shouted at the top of his lungs, "Okan, Okan!"
"Here! Dad! I'm here!" Before he finished speaking, a short soldier who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old ran in.
"This is the new sniper Victor, take him for a walk around the American territory." After Otto said, he threw the bottle of Pervitin to the young man named Okan.
"Great, we finally have the new sniper."
Okan took the medicine bottle and put it into his pocket, and said enthusiastically, "Victor, come with me, I will take you for a walk around. We have laid a lot of mines around here, and we have also put up barbed wire. You
But you have to be careful.”
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Wei Ran glanced at Otto without trace, and saw that the other person was nodding slightly towards him, then turned around and followed Okan out of this warm bunker filled with unknown amounts of athlete's foot fungus.
Under the leadership of Okan, the two left the trench before the sky was completely bright and headed straight to the west.
When the trench line behind him became blurry and difficult to see, a young soldier named Okan also stopped behind a lying pine tree, and while pulling out the yellow pine branches beside the tree, he said, "Victoria."
Kedo, go south along the creek behind me for about 20 minutes, and you will find the source of the creek. From there, go immediately to the right. In ten minutes at most, you will see the cabin supply point.
"
Before he finished speaking, the young man had already pulled out a bicycle belonging to the labor corps from under the pine branches, showed it to him, and then covered it with pine branches.
"When you get to the supply point, just hide the car under the wooden house. There are a lot of pine branches there, just use them to cover it. I will ride it back when I go there to get supplies tomorrow."
After saying that, Okan took out two boxes of canned spiritual meat from the US military and a pocket watch-style compass issued by the US military from his own pocket and handed them over, "Can you please bring this box of cans and this compass to me?"
My brother, his name is Jonas, his birthday will be in a week. Please tell him to eat well and not miss home.
Also, it’s best not to be spotted on the way to the supply cabin. If someone spots you and stops you, just say that Father Otto asked you to sneak some Pervitin back.”
When Wei Ran took the can and compass from his hand with a look of astonishment, Okan pointed to the hollow tree hole at the root of the dead tree and whispered, "It is safest for you to leave here after dark.
, when the time comes, remember to hide your soldier cards and rifles here, and then block them with moss. But don’t worry, I will help you arrange a dignified death."
"You..." Wei Ran opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
"there"
Okan raised his hand and pointed in another direction, "The barbed wire fence is American territory at most two hundred meters back, but there are landmines around the barbed wire fence, so you can keep an eye on it later.
If there are really Americans approaching from this direction, as long as you shoot, we will rush over immediately to support you. Of course
If you still want to escape at night, it's best not to attract the attention of the Americans."
"What about you?" Wei Ran finally couldn't help but ask.
"What are we?" Okan looked at Wei Ran in confusion. "Aren't you going to run away?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously.
"There has to be someone here, and we can't all escape, so we should be satisfied if we can escape some of them."
Okan replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, I don't think the Americans can easily occupy this place. Well, it's time for me to go back. Goodbye, Victor."
"Goodbye"
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, the young soldier named Okan was already running towards the battle line.
After looking around, Wei Ran thought for a moment, walked a hundred meters away, selected a thick enough pine tree, found a spot behind it about a meter away, and took out the book in the metal book.
Engineer shovels dug through the wet moss and patiently dug foxholes for hiding.
As he was busy, the sky gradually became brighter, and the vision in the forest gradually became clearer. His foxhole gradually allowed him to squat down and hide his entire body. And in other directions of the forest
, and the sounds of firefights came one after another.
Extra pieces of moss were shoveled from a distance to cover the excavated loose soil. Sitting in the foxhole, Wei Ran patiently dug out a spacious enough fireplace, and then took out a large fireplace that should never appear in this world.
Cake oven.
The probe looked at the direction of the American position along the specially left observation hole. Seeing that no one was attacking from the direction he was responsible for, he slowly lit the pie oven, and then took out the Soviet cloak and surrounded it.
On the body, he passed the time silently and resisted the cold and humid environment in this forest.
With rare free time, he finally had the opportunity to start thinking about the people he met in two historical episodes on the edge of this battlefield, and then he restrained himself from guessing about the next development.
Unfortunately, the closest distance between him and the ruins of the castle was still a moat. Before entering the castle, there was only one thing he could be sure of.
Captain Letts, a bold quartermaster, seemed to have contacted many people, and together with these people, he rescued and hid a group of people.
Pausing to continue meaningless speculation, Wei Ran glanced at the time on his watch and started thinking about another thing.
At this time, there are still more than nine hours before the agreed time. There is still one head and two photos left before he can complete his return mission.
Moreover, he had not seen the camera for so many days. Obviously, the photo could not be completed until he went to the castle.
So where is the bad leader? Could it be here?
Wei Ran approached the observation hole again and looked out. Unfortunately, except for the endless forest and the endless barbed wire fence, he could not see any shadow of the enemy at all.
"So there is still a chance for a firefight later?"
Wei Ran muttered to himself, and finally suppressed the dangerous thought of "I will take the initiative to die if the enemy doesn't come." He honestly wrapped his cloak tightly and leaned his body against the damp mud wall.
, while also enjoying the heat released by the continuously burning pie oven in front of me.
As time went by, sporadic firefights in the forest continued until the sun went down. During this period, Wei Ran, who had been hiding in the foxhole, did nothing but put away the gasoline stove for heating to prevent the fire from exposing himself.
He didn't do anything, and the other side of the trench line seemed to have forgotten his existence. No one came to see him at all.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When night fell, the two sides who had been fighting all day tacitly chose a ceasefire, and the forest became increasingly colder and quieter.
At 7:45 pm, Wei Ran, like a mouse, crawled out of the foxhole where he had been hiding all day, and carefully returned to the dead tree lying down a hundred meters away.
Gently, he stuffed his weapons and soldier badges into the tree hole, and covered it tightly with moss. Wei Ran pulled out the bicycle from under the pine branches, carefully put on the goggles that had been hanging around his neck, and wrapped them tightly.
After taking off his cloak, he walked along the rushing stream.
Stepping on the pedals in circles.
As the young soldier named Okan said, after riding along this creek for more than 20 minutes, he heard the sound of rushing water in the distance. When he got closer, he immediately saw
From a crack in a stone exposed on the surface, cold spring water was continuously flowing out.
I don't know if it was to guide the way, but right below the spring, a U.S. military helmet was deliberately placed on three stones. The sound of the spring water pouring on the top of the helmet could be clearly heard from a long distance away.
Rolling up his sleeves and looking at the time, Wei Ran turned the front of his bicycle and continued to move forward. After he rode up a dirt slope with difficulty and rushed down from it, he saw the wooden house in the distance at a glance.
In the dark forest, even the windows of this wooden house were sealed with canvas, but there was a faint candlelight through the cracks in the door.
Stopping his bicycle at a distance, Wei Ran approached the wooden house little by little in an almost crawling manner. When he got closer, he did not hear any sound from the wooden house.
Carefully opening the door, his face was illuminated by the dim candlelight. On the only table in the wooden house were not only an MP40 submachine gun and a flashlight in a square box, but also a light in a tin can next to it.
There is a candle that is only as long as a finger. Outside, ammunition supplies that may be used tomorrow are laid out.
After a moment's hesitation, Wei Ran blew out the candle, took a submachine gun and a flashlight, pushed the bicycle over as quickly as possible and hid it in the pine branches under the wooden house, then quickened his pace and ran in the direction of the mill.
However, when he ran all the way and saw the mill in the distance, he discovered that there was a sidecar motorcycle with a machine gun parked at the door of the mill!
When he saw this motorcycle, Wei Ran's heart sank. Although they were some distance away, he recognized the two figures just reflected by the motorcycle's anti-aircraft lights at a glance as those from the fortress.
Two chain dogs with gloomy faces every day!
Not only that, the only ones riding sidecars in that fortress were these two chain dogs who had almost no friends except Captain Letts.
However, according to observations in the past few days, these two guys rarely leave the fortress. Why are they here at this time?
After some thought, Wei Ran crawled closer to the other party, until he hid his body in the shadow of the broken waterwheel, and then glanced at the time.
Fortunately, there are still nine minutes left before the appointment. As long as Sophie doesn't open the gate in advance, the water channel under the floor should still be full.
"Have you found it?" Just as he was worried, a question came from the mill.
"No, there is no excess fuel here." Another voice said. "Did you really read that right?" The person who spoke first asked in a gloomy voice.
"How could I be mistaken? That night I saw with my own eyes Captain Letts sneaking into the warehouse with the new cripple and locking the cripple in the oil depot. Later I even watched them fill a tank with my own eyes.
The sacks of things were carried to the garage." "You are the only one who is disabled, and your whole family is disabled."
Wei Ran cursed secretly as he clenched his right hand, which was missing an index finger, and at the same time began to think about whether to deal with the two chain dogs.
"Why didn't you stop them?" another voice complained.
"I drank a lot that day," the voice at the beginning explained, "I only remembered this when I saw Letz come out with supplies in the evening."
"But there's nothing here." Another voice kicked the iron drum that still contained a lot of fuel as he spoke, "Forget it, it's just some gasoline."
"How can you forget it! This is..."
"Another quartermaster? If we still have to ration our wine, cigars and Pervitin like that idiot before, I won't be able to persist in this wet and cold forest for a whole winter."
While talking, the chained dog had already left the mill and walked to the motorcycle. As he stepped on it, he turned off the anti-aircraft lights without leaving a trace, and at the same time pulled out the P38 pistol from his waist, "And the ones he gave us yesterday.
The ring and the dentures, if given to me, would be enough for half a year's salary, so man, you'd better not shadow me.
Make me rich."
"Karl, don't get me wrong Karl, I don't want to change to a quartermaster either."
Another chained dog quickly explained, "I mean, if we find out about Letz, maybe he can give us more trophies in the future?"
"So what are you going to do?"
"We have been keeping an eye on him secretly recently. If we catch him again, we can just talk to him about the loot."
"Get in the car, let's go to another supply point that he is personally responsible for. There may be some clues there."
The chained dog sitting on the motorcycle finally put the gun back into its holster, and at the same time did not forget to continue, "If he is really secretly doing something to make a fortune, maybe we can help him."
"I heard that he has a daughter, who is said to be very beautiful. God testifies, I have never seen a woman since I came here in the autumn."
While the chained dog was talking, he finally dared to walk out of the mill, raised his feet and sat in the sidecar.
"I have also heard that she went to study in Italy not long after the war started. Later, after Italian betrayed us, his daughter seemed to have disappeared."
"That's what I heard too"
Another chained dog smiled and said, "The last time I drank with him, I heard that his wife disappeared long before he was injured, and she seemed to have taken away all his property. Ha! Letz actually
Said he was a nobleman."
"I am more noble than him!"
Before he finished speaking, the chained dog started his motorcycle, turned on the anti-aircraft lights again, and drove in the direction of the cabin in the forest.
"Your fortune is good"
Wei Ran, who was hiding in the shadow of the waterwheel, muttered to himself, and finally put away his submachine gun.
He rolled up his sleeves again and looked at the time. At this time, there were only seven minutes left before the appointment. He breathed a sigh of relief and finally knew where the valuable trophies that Captain Letts had stolen went.
But at the same time, he couldn't help but start to worry about whether Captain Letts, who was targeted by the two greedy chain dogs, would run into any trouble, and whether his daughter Sophie would be able to send a message to her old father.
.
Amid these worries, as time passed by, Wei Ran finally stepped out of the shadows and entered the mill in the dark.
He fumbled and put his hand into the gap in the floor. After he moved an inconspicuous piece of wood, the floor could finally be lifted.
He covered the flashlight and pushed the switch. At this time, the water level under the floor had begun to drop rapidly. Even if he jumped in at this time, it would only be waist deep at most.
After waiting patiently for almost half a minute, Wei Ran put away his Soviet cloak and jumped into the waterway, then reached out and pinned the inconspicuous piece of wood on the floor.
He walked forward for more than ten meters in the dark, until he turned a corner. He stopped covering the light of the square box flashlight with his hand, and at the same time quickened his pace, stepping on the water and running to the other end of the waterway.
