Li Youfu nodded excitedly and ran towards the dry paddy fields on the edge of the village.

"It seems that you also hold on to this performance..."

"Reservation"

Zach stopped, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, gave one to Wei Ran, then lit it and said, "Whether it's a reporter or a photographer, there are only three kinds of cigarettes in this war.

choose."

"What three options?" Wei Ran asked casually after taking the cigarette and lighting it, and continued to follow the other person.

"The first is to help politicians create the American heroes they need." Zach puffed out a cloud of smoke, "The second is to serve the anti-war."

"What about the third type?" Wei Ran asked.

"Reveal the truth" Zach smiled and gave the last option.

"What are your options?"

Faced with the question thrown back by Wei Ran, Zach moved the hand holding the cigarette and gave a response that he didn't know which option to classify, "I am only loyal to the lens in my hand, okay,

Mr. Victor, let us first see what Angus thinks and answers."

"Your tone doesn't sound like a photographer or reporter," Wei Ran said in a joking tone, "just like your body shape doesn't sound like a photographer or reporter at all."

"What does that look like?" Zach asked with interest, "Doesn't it look like Mr. George looks like a platoon leader?"

"almost"

Wei Ran walked all the way and replied, "Your body shape looks more like a boxer, but your tone just now is more like a detective trying to understand the truth. In addition, you generously gave various small gifts to bribe the interviewee,

Instead, he looks like a Jewish businessman without underwear."

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Zach laughed and patted Wei Ran on the shoulder, but did not continue the topic, "Okay, I've definitely talked to Angus, what about you? Do you want to come together?"

Wei Ran shook the half-frame camera in his hand and said, "I'll take a walk by myself. I plan to see the tunnels of those guerrillas."

Seeing this, Zach picked up the same half-frame camera hanging around his neck with tacit understanding, as if they had reached a consensus on something, just like... just like the half-frame camera took a picture

The photos are also the same as the photos.

Ignoring Zach, who had already walked to Angus's side, Wei Ran walked to the location where the battle had just occurred, squatted down and took photos of the two guerrillas at the door of the thatched house who had been killed by the machine gun from the helicopter, and then

He leaned forward and looked at the narrow tunnel entrance under the stilt-style thatched house.

Mao crouched down and got in. Wei Ran took off the L-shaped flashlight probe hanging from his waist and looked inside. There was still strong smoke from the smoke bomb.

He tried to drill in, but Wei Ran only advanced less than one meter before giving up - he couldn't get in because the ammunition bag, water bottle, butt bag and other items around his waist were stuck, and he couldn't get in at all.

The smoke is really choking.

Exiting the cave with difficulty, he first got into the thatched house and took a look.

In addition to a few 56-style bullet pouches or 56-style chest hangings of the same style as those on my waist, there is also a wooden pith helmet covered with camouflage cloth hanging on the wall, and a helmet placed next to it.

Together with the Yue-Vietnam 65-style kettle.

"From Mahle Gobi, I'm really giving you such a good thing for nothing..."

Inexplicably, he thought of the knife squad leader Wei Ran, muttering something like a curse in a nervous manner, but in his hands, he did not hesitate to take out the bullet bags, chest straps, and the aid produced specifically for the "more difficult brothers" in his hands.

He had all the Vietnamese 65 kettles in his hands. In the end, he didn't even let go of the cold helmet, and collected them all as trophies.

Leaving this thatched house, Wei Ran subconsciously looked at the bushes on the edge of the village.

There is still smoke there that has not dissipated, and the tunnel under the thatched house just now leads to the forest where the bushes are located.

But that area had been cleared condescendingly by the machine guns mounted on the helicopters, and even the guerrillas just captured were blocked there.

Looking at the trophies in his hands, Wei Ran was too lazy to continue wasting film here and turned towards the edge of the village, first meeting Zach who seemed to have just finished his interview with Angus.

"Do you want to pick out some trophies?" Wei Ran shook the things in his hands and asked, "Let's make a deal first, that kettle is mine."

"Where did you find it?"

Zach said, having already taken a 56-type bullet bag from Wei Ran, and walked around Wei Ran again, and then followed his example, wearing the bullet bag on his chest and fixing it.

Then he moved the films in the magazine pouches on his belt to the bullet pouch, "I have wanted such a practical piece of equipment for a long time. This is much easier to use than our belt."

Before Wei Ran could answer Angus' initial question, Angus, who had just finished helping the villager with the debridement and bandaging, came over and said, "Victor, how about you give me one too?"

"Do you need this too?" Wei Ran said, handing over the bullet belt and chest strap he was carrying, "Which one do you want?"

"Of course this is it"

Angus said, he also took a long bullet bag, put it on his chest skillfully, and kept explaining, "This is just for holding 40mm grenades. Since I was assigned to the grenade launcher

Then I wanted to get one.”

"Give me this too"

As Zach spoke, he unceremoniously took the only helmet from Wei Ran and put it on his head. He also said with great satisfaction, "This is much more comfortable than a steel helmet."

Hearing this, Wei Ran shook his head dumbfounded. Seeing Li Youfu walking over absentmindedly, he shook the last remaining 56-style chest pendant in his hand, "Hi! Troye, do you want a souvenir?"

Li Youfu was stunned, and subconsciously took the 56-style chest pendant from Wei Ran, "Thank you, I like it very much..."

"beep--!"

Before Li Youfu could finish speaking, Platoon Leader George in the distance blew the assembly whistle, and everyone immediately ran towards the landing site - it was time for this performance to come to a close.

"It seems that your harvest is not bad?" Platoon leader George said with a smile when he saw Wei Ran and the other three coming.

"I finally got a trophy that is not stained with blood," Zach said happily, patting the bullet bag filled with film on his waist.

"We may have other actions in the next few days."

Wild Boar George said gently, "If you are willing to take the risk and act with us, you may be able to get more clean trophies."

"I'm looking forward to it, and I'm honored." When Zach said this, he performed "surprise" with great emotion.

"Then it's settled, gentlemen, it's time for us to leave." Wild Boar George shouted as he jumped into the cabin of the helicopter that had just landed. Then he turned around, held the door frame of the cabin with one hand, and said sincerely

Li Youfu, who happened to be the nearest, stretched out his hand.
Chapter completed!