Yes, he fled the building in a panic, making him sweat from behind.

So many experiences have made him see and even get used to battlefields where flesh and blood are everywhere. He has witnessed or heard the horror of cannibalism more than once, and he has even killed countless people with his own hands.

But the mother who killed herself and her children with her own hands still made him turn pale and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Stumbling and confused, Wei Ran rushed to the basement where Mrs. Weiya was buried. Wei Ran sat on the sledge and hugged his head tiredly.

After a while, he struggled to stand up, dragged the sledge, and returned to the small room where he fled in a hurry.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Push down the bricks on the small window to let in the light and wind and snow outside. Wei Ran took a deep breath, squatted at the door, and faced the man sitting next to the embers of the campfire.

The woman pressed the shutter button of the Rolleiflex camera.

Putting away the camera, Wei Ran bravely took off the blanket on the woman, revealing her thin body, the baby in her arms, the blood dripping on the floor, and the arm still nestled in her body.

The Nagant revolver in his hand.

"Click"

Amidst the sound of artillery fire mixed with the cold wind and snowflakes, Wei Ran, who was squatting at the door again, pressed the shutter again.

Putting away the camera, he bent down and bowed very solemnly, muttering to himself, "I'm sorry, I want more people to know how cruel this war is. I want to let those bastards who worship Na crispy

See clearly what kind of devil they worship. I'm sorry..."

After a long time, Wei Ran finally straightened up while holding on to the wall, and wrapped the mother and son in a warm blanket again.

Leaving the room without any regrets, he dragged the sledge in the biting cold wind, followed yesterday's memory, and found the room of the brother and sister again.

Taking out the key that was still in his pocket, Wei Ran opened the iron door that was locked by himself and walked into the room again. Finding a good angle, he first took a group photo of the brother and sister, and then took a close-up of each of them.

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Locking the door again, Wei Ran walked with determination towards the basement where Mrs. Weiya was buried. Along the way, he raised his camera more than once to take pictures of the city with only ruins left.

Citizens who gathered around the loudspeaker to listen to the news took pictures of people who were freezing to death and starving to death in various corners.

I also took photos of those optimistic ordinary people who noticed that he was taking pictures and immediately raised their hands enthusiastically and waved to him, or who pulled off their scarves and hats despite the cold and tried their best to wave to him with a smile.

He kept walking and taking pictures all the way. When he arrived at Mrs. Via's cemetery near noon, he saw a sledge truck parked next to the basement from a distance. There was a thin figure beside the sledge truck.

, was rummaging through the ruins, trying to find something.

"Matvey!"

Wei Ran first took a photo of the other person, then put away the camera, calling the other person's name and waving his hand.

"Hey! Comrade Victor!"

After Matvey noticed Wei Ran, he immediately dropped what he was holding, stumbled over, took off his gloves and shook hands with him.

"Are the kids okay?"

The skinny Matvey asked with concern, "When I passed by here yesterday, I noticed that this building collapsed. I was scared at the time."

"The children are all fine, and none of them were injured." Wei Ran said, looking in the direction of the basement, "Unfortunately, Mrs. Via..."

"It's a relief for her..."

Matvey sighed, "Anyway, it's a good thing that the children were not injured. By the way, where are you living now? Are you lacking food? There has been another supply problem in the past two days. I have never encountered this before.

Such cold weather."

"We live in an abandoned middle school in the north. We still have some food and can survive for two or three days."

Wei Ran motioned the other party to sit down on his sledge, and while rummaging through his sacks, he said, "But we don't have enough firewood. The girls are going to get some firewood outside the city. In addition, this is a gift from the children.

A gift for you."

"A gift for me?" Matvey took the two lunch boxes from Wei Ran without knowing why.

"open to take a look"

Wei Ran put on his gloves again and urged him with some expectation. In fact, he was just trying to use Matvey's joy to dispel the negative emotions in his heart.

Seeing this, Matvey opened the aluminum rectangular workers' lunch box with great interest.

"You made this from horsehide and offal?" Matvey guessed the answer at a glance.

"Yes." Wei Ran nodded, "Try it."

"No need"

Matvey unexpectedly closed the lid, "We have also made a lot of aspic. Let's leave these to the children. The shortage of supplies has been severe in the past few days. Maybe these can keep the children going for a while."

As he spoke, Matvey had already fastened the lunch box again and put it decisively on Weiran's sledge truck.

Seeing this, Wei Ran did not insist, but pointed to the other lunch box placed at his feet, "You will definitely not refuse the contents of the other lunch box."

"Let me see it first and then talk"

Matvey obviously also enjoyed opening the gifts. He opened the lid of the slightly deformed lunch box little by little, and then picked up the tray.

Next, his eyes widened and he almost exclaimed with a trembling voice, "Mo Heyan! Where did you get it! And there is such a beautiful pipe?!"

"The children found it. They said that if you accept the gift, you will bring your little actors to perform for them again if you have the opportunity."

While Wei Ran was taking advantage of the other person's happiness to adjust his emotions, Matvey had skillfully picked up a piece of cigarette paper and rolled a Mohe cigarette for himself. At the same time, he hurriedly responded, "No problem! This precious gift

I accepted the gift, and when the weather gets better, I will take the little ones to perform for the children!"

Before he finished speaking, Matvey had already taken out a lighter and lit the Mohe cigarette he had just rolled. Then, he took out the high-end cigarette box that Weiran gave him before and stuffed it over, "I'll give this back to you.

, No, just think of it as a gift from me."

"Can't it be used to offset the performance fee? It's useless for me to want this thing?"

As Wei Ran spoke, he had already opened the cigarette case. At this time, there were only the last two cigarettes and two photos of Matvey left in the cigarette case.

"Of course not! You must have the children go to the zoo in person and hand it over to me after the war ends for the performance fee of 16 rubles. Even less than half a kopeck will do."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As Matvey spoke, he had already taken away the photo of him, his wife and daughter, and placed it in a lunch box containing shredded tobacco, "What's left is

The picture below of me and my zoo colleagues is given to you as a gift."

"I will keep it well"

Wei Ran smiled, picked up a German cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, then took out the lighter that Matvey had given him before from his pocket and lit the cigarette.

"I told you that you definitely know how to smoke," Matvey said in a puff of smoke, and even his voice seemed to be stronger and more energetic due to the blessing of nicotine.

"I rarely smoke"

Wei Ran put away his cigarette case and lighter, took another puff of cigarette, and then asked, "Matvey, we are going to get some more horse meat outside the city, and some firewood by the way."

"That's why I came to you." Matvey took a sip of the choking Mohe cigarette, "How about tomorrow?"

"Is it still that time?"

"You can also come earlier." Matvey spread his hands, "Two of my colleagues will also go together this time."

"I will also take Kena and Lidya with me..." Wei Ran gritted his teeth and added with difficulty, "There are also two older children..."

Hearing this, Matvey was stunned. He was silent for a moment, then took another puff of Mohe cigarette, and then sighed, "It's not your fault, Comrade Victor. It's not your fault, with the child."

Come on, I promise not to put them in danger."

"Are you going to visit our place?" Wei Ran changed the topic at the right time.

"Forget it for today." Matvey waved his hand, "I have to go back early today."

"In that case, let's see you tomorrow." Wei Ran said as he took off his gloves and stretched out his hand towards the other party.

"See you tomorrow"

Matvey also took off his gloves and held them with Wei Ran, "I'm still waiting for you at the intersection. Also, help me tell the children that I really like the gifts they gave me, and I owe them a performance."

"I'll tell them"
Chapter completed!