Chapter 1521 Teacher and Vet(2/2)
"What kind of childish and stupid question is this?" Jima turned his head and looked at Wei Ran strangely.
"The psychological analysis I just saw on my phone," Wei Ran made a random excuse.
“Any two things will do?”
“Any two things will do”
"I chose to put enough condoms and different sexy underwear inside," Jima grinned and gave his perfect answer with a shameless expression.
"Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask."
Wei Ran shook his head helplessly. He should have guessed that even if he asked Mr. Gorbachev, who was rolling around in the sun not far from them, he would probably get a more reliable answer than Ji Ma - that one
If dogs could talk, they would definitely say put enough meat or dog food in it.
"Actually I have a better answer"
Jima ended the game on his phone, turned off the screen, lit a cigarette slowly and replied.
"Change it to different girls and prepare different sexy underwear for girls, right?" Wei Ran mocked angrily.
"I'm not a scumbag like you"
Ji Ma blew out an almost perfect smoke ring, "Victor, my good brother, let's ignore the ridiculous bellyband of the fat blue guy for now. Now let's change to a more exciting question!"
"what is the problem?"
"When do you think nuclear bombs are scariest?"
Before Wei Ran could speak, Jima gave his answer directly, "I think the scariest time is before the nuclear bomb is erected and ready to be launched, but before it is launched."
"You want to say..."
Jima didn't give Wei Ran a chance to speak out, he just threw the cigarette and lighter to him, and said in a particularly sober tone, "I want to say, if I had that bellyband, I wouldn't rush to put anything in it.
thing.
Just like you said, maybe now I really want different beautiful girls and different sexy underwear for different girls.
If my health is as good as Principal Nicholas, this urgent need may not change until I am 70 years old."
"Mr. Nicholas will not still want to let different beautiful girls wear different sexy underwear when he is 70 years old." Wei Ran, who already understood what the other party wanted to say, reminded him in a dumbfounded way.
"So I am not Mr. Nicholas"
Jima spread his hands, "So maybe when I am 50 years old, I will need one of the places to store the endless blue pills.
When I am really 70 years old, I may still need nitroglycerin or antihypertensive drugs in it, but I will definitely not be a different girl.
Not only can they not save my life, they might even cause me to die from a rapid heartbeat."
"I understand what you mean." Wei Ran lit a cigarette. Although Ji Ma has shortcomings, who doesn't have advantages?
At least Ji Ma has always known what he needs and has an extremely clear self-understanding of himself.
"That's why I said that the most valuable thing is when the bellyband is empty. No matter what is put in it, it is a waste. It is better to wait until you need it. At that time, even if it is just filled with Beria's dog food, it will be a waste.
most suitable."
At this point, Ji Ma took a puff of cigarette again and threw the question back, "What about you? What will you put in it?"
"I originally planned to fill it with sugar and penicillin," Weiyan Tanshou said truthfully. This was really his true thought.
"Why do you need to install these two things?" Ji Ma asked puzzledly.
"White sugar can be eaten and explode." Wei Ran answered truthfully, "Penicillin can save lives most of the time."
"What kind of rubbish answer is this?"
Ji Ma laughed and raised his middle finger and joked, "You might as well put different beautiful girls and different sexy underwear in it. Ah, I forgot, there are already enough different or duplicate ones around you.
You are a pretty girl, so I think you might as well prepare different sexy lingerie and condoms or a small blue medicine bottle."
Wei Ran gestured his middle finger towards the other party, but he didn't even bother to respond to the other party's teasing.
But those two bamboo baskets can't really be empty, right? He couldn't help but secretly mutter to himself.
He actually asked Suisui this question before leaving China, but the latter's answer was even less informative - she said without thinking that she wanted to fill it with all kinds of beautiful clothes and cosmetics.
Although he hadn't figured out what should be put in the two bamboo baskets for a while, and he had to consider "should he rush to put things in them" after Ji Ma reminded him just now, but he made a decision on another matter.
Decide.
Before exploring the secret of the saber, he was going to help Yashar return to Beirut to find his parents - anyway, the anti-Japanese sword and the double-lens reflex camera, which still had a cooldown countdown, would probably not be used.
The most important thing is that before Yashar left, he was extremely relieved and handed over the tin box that his parents finally sent home to Wei Ran to help preserve it. Since he decided to help the other party and return the favor, this was undoubtedly a rare opportunity.
In fact, as early as four days ago, Anfiya and the disabled children she led who were responsible for the Internet were already helping with the investigation.
Unfortunately, they searched almost all the information on the Internet related to Médecins Sans Frontières, and even secretly searched some of the official databases of Shisebi, but could not find any mention of Yashar's parents.
That evening, after learning that Yashar had successfully landed at the Capital Airport of China and received a warm reception, Weiran, Suisui and others also said goodbye to Jima and Maya, who were preparing to return to the filming site the next day, and drove
Returned home.
While the girls were preparing dinner, Wei Ran also used the excuse to get a few bottles of homemade pickles and walked to the basement of the library with his dog.
Although he had decided to rely on the help of metal notebooks, he was actually not idle during these four days.
Although the photos left by Yashar's parents only included a selfie, it was enough for him to obtain enough key information.
At the very least, he knew from the first-generation Pinzgauer and the occupations of Yashar's parents that he needed to fill the three oil drums with gasoline, medical alcohol and hot goat's milk for babies.
, instead of diesel, vodka and hot cocoa.
In addition, he also filled the medical box obtained from the Moltke Bridge Clinic with enough modern emergency medicines. Even the small food box was filled with various life-saving injections.
It was precisely this meticulous preparation that made him almost dream about what to put in the bamboo basket recently.
Even if he had known for a long time, he, or the metal book, could not change any history at all.
All of his thoughts are, at best, likely to help him better complete his return mission and return to the world - even though he doesn't need to take risks at all now.
Slowly and carefully inspecting the work under the surface, Wei Ran first locked the door, then took out the iron box sent home by Yashar's parents from the safe, opened it and placed it on the table, and then followed
He expressionlessly took out the metal book.
Amidst the clatter of turning pages, the metal quill floated, rustling and drawing a pattern on the light yellow paper.
It was a steering wheel, with an Arabian kerchief tied on top of it. Thanks to the fineness of the quill painting, he could even clearly see that the kerchief tied to the steering wheel was wearing a pair of sparkling wedding rings and a pair of wedding rings.
Grenade pull tab.
As the painting became more complete, he was able to see clearly that the steering wheel was held by one hand and a cigarette was held in the other hand.
Although he couldn't see the owner of this hand, he could already tell that it was a woman's hand just from the lines and proportions of the hand, and even the rubber band at the wrist.
Finally, the painting was completed, and the metal quill also wrote a line of requirements directly below:
Character identity: Médecins Sans Frontières Wei Ran, codenamed Vet.
"I'm a stupid doctor like yours!"
Wei Ran couldn't help but cursed before he finished writing this line, and then he realized that this time his name was actually Wei Ran and not "Victor".
That metal quill may not have an uncle at all, or maybe its uncle just happens to be a poor lame man without legs.
In short, it did not pause at all because of Wei Ran's curse, and wrote the following words as usual:
Return mission: Accept Selin Yaman’s invitation to form a team, complete at least 100 surgeries, take at least 36 photos and 3 group photos, and ensure that Hanwad Kani and Dalal Abbas survive until September 18
evening.
"It turned out to be September 18th..."
Wei Ran couldn't help but murmured, but found that the metal quill did not stop:
Scene restrictions: Relevant historical processes are not allowed to be disclosed, and the refugee camp is not allowed to escape.
Language Mission 1: Collect at least 150 rounds of ammunition
Language Task 2: Collect at least 50 liters of fuel
Language Mission 3: Kill at least 20 enemies
Scenario restrictions?
Why so many language tasks?
Naturally, no one gave him an answer at this time. The only thing that responded to him was the white light that covered everything in front of him.
In this white light, he also saw too many things that could be used.
There was a titanium alloy pistol with a silencer, a kerosene gas lamp, and the three oil drums that he had filled with supplies but he didn't know if they would be withheld.
There are also flashlights and engineer shovels from the moss battlefield, wire cutters from the Hürtgen Forest, and a British Army P44 kettle from Savage Mountain, as well as the Nikon SP camera and the butt bag presented by Zach.
Although there were many of these things, it was not a surprise. What was really surprising was that although he did not get the medical kit he thought he would definitely get this time, he saw the gun wrapped in the big five-leaf camouflage in the rich white light.
Bayi Bar and Black Panther Tactical Vest!
"Although I still don't know what I'm going to encounter, my mood has definitely improved."
Chapter completed!