“My grandfather had a Haflinger on his farm!”

Edelweiss replied loudly, "I learned to drive it when I was very young! Whenever I need to chase the sheep running up the mountain, or my grandfather wants to go hunting on the mountain, or even rescue those skiers, as long as I am there, it is

I'll be his driver!"

"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with being rough!" As Wei Ran spoke, he once again pressed the shutter towards the slightly chaotic street scene outside.

"It has a lot to do with it!"

Edelweiss stepped off the accelerator slightly, "If it weren't so rough, that pony wouldn't be obedient and climb up to where it wants to go!"

As the topic reached this point, the two of them also noticed that the hot air balloon in front of them actually flicked its tail and turned the front of the motorcycle.

"Sit tight!"

At the same time that Weiran switched to French to generate a reminder, Edelweiss had already stepped on the brakes, rolled over the building debris on the ground, roughly completed the U-turn, and caught up with the off-road motorcycle that was starting to run again.

Although it was unclear why the leading hot air balloon turned around, everyone became nervous. Wei Ran, who had been staring at the rearview mirror, vaguely saw what seemed to be several pickup trucks following from behind.

Almost as soon as he saw the fronts of those cars, Edelweiss also controlled the car to turn right following the motorcycle and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom again.

While speeding up, slowing down, turning and speeding up again and again, and amid violent bumps, the hot air balloon leading the way suddenly stopped his motorcycle.

Seeing this, Edelweiss immediately stopped the gas and stepped on the brakes, stopping the car next to the motorcycle.

"What's wrong?" Wei Ran asked towards the hot air balloon outside the car window.

“The road to the pier is blocked”

The hot air balloon said in a panic, "And there's an extra checkpoint ahead. It wasn't there half an hour ago. I guess they won't let us pass."

Hearing this, Weiran opened the door, stood up on the passenger seat and looked ahead.

Sure enough, a pickup truck with an anti-aircraft machine gun had stopped on the only road leading to the dock. Surrounding the truck, there were armed men belonging to the Falang Party on the 7th and 8th who were pushing some people who were trying to pass through the checkpoint.

people.

"We can't get through"

The hot air balloon reminded Wei Ran, "We only have a few guns in total. Once the machine guns on the opposite side fire, we have no way to fight back. And at this time, there will definitely be a large number of armed men coming to support."

"What about putting on Falangist clothes?" the sewing machine asked loudly.

"The Phalangists don't want child soldiers, and they must know your ambulance." The hot air balloon said desperately, "We might..."

"Let's go back"

Edelweiss didn't wait for the hot air balloon to finish speaking before she suddenly said, "Let's go back. I know where is safe."

"where?"

The hot air balloon subconsciously asked, but Wei Ran, who had already realized something and was about to speak to stop him, was once again deprived of the right to speak or even make any action by the metal book.

"Refugee Camp" Sewing Machine and Cradle and Edelweiss answered this question almost simultaneously.

"Yes, refugee camp."

Edelweiss said, "It is a non-war zone. No matter whether there is a civil war or not, no one will attack the refugee camp."

“You’re right”

Cradle also said, "Actually, we have wanted to carry out medical work in the refugee camps for a long time. The medical conditions there are very poor. I think this may be an opportunity."

"But..."

The hot air balloon looked straight ahead, then behind him, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Then go back! Let's go to the refugee camp, follow me!"

With that said, the hot air balloon and Edelweiss each controlled the car in no particular order and once again turned around and drove in the direction they fled.

Compared with the time when I came here, I was let go happily, but now I wanted to pass through the previous checkpoint, but I was blocked by the armed men.

"They won't let us pass"

The hot air balloon anxiously asked the people in the car, "Do you have any money? I have to bribe them again. It requires at least 1,000 US dollars. I only have the last 150 US dollars."

"We still have $50"

Before Cradle finished speaking, he and Sewing Machine each took out a few banknotes and handed them over.

"I have a hundred dollars"

As Edelweiss said, she also took out a few U.S. dollars from the butt pocket of her jeans and handed them to Wei Ran.

"I have it too"

As Wei Ran spoke, under the stunned gazes of Edelweiss and the hot air balloon, he took out scattered bills from the corners of the co-pilot, easily collected a thousand dollars and handed them to the hot air balloon.

"Where did you get so much money?" Edelweiss asked in German.

"I picked it up," Wei Ran replied matter-of-factly, "Mr. Dongfeng picked it up."

"Mr. Dongfeng is so lucky," Edelweiss muttered vaguely amid the noise of the engine.

Wei Ran, who wanted to remind the other party several times not to go to the refugee camp, was mercilessly silenced by the Living Ancestor before he could speak.

While everyone was waiting anxiously, after paying a thousand dollars, the hot air balloon finally bribed these Falangist sentries and got the chance to return to the encircled area.

Still under his leadership, the ambulance, controlled by Edelweiss, traveled all the way through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped at the ruins of a crossroads away from the entrance and exit of the refugee camp.

"Give me the weapon," the hot air balloon said to Wei Ran.

"Can't bring it in?" As Wei Ran spoke, he had already handed the submachine gun in his hand to the other party, and then took off the chest strap with the same nationality as his and handed it to the other party.

"It's a refugee camp"

Although the hot air balloon said this, he climbed onto the roof of the car again and stuffed the two weapons and ammunition into the gaps between the large and small bags of supplies on the luggage rack.

"Throw away all the Falangist clothes."

The hot air balloon jumped down and said, "Those clothes are the real trouble in the refugee camp."

Hearing this, the cradle and the sewing machine threw the clothes they had just folded out of the car window without thinking.

"Rama, both you and Dalal lie on the stretcher."

The hot air balloon said, "Sewing machine and cradle, you bandage them all, remember to get some blood to disguise them."

The sewing machine immediately understood his thoughts, and hurriedly took out the gauze, and wrapped it around Rama's head a few times, and then wrapped it around the chests or faces of Hanwad and Dalal a few times, while the cradle was already

He used a needle to draw out a tube of blood from the blood vessels in his arm, and smeared large and small blood stains on the bandages of the three people.

"Mr. Vet, how much money do you have left?"

Hot Air Balloon took advantage of the busy work in the back car to lie down by the window of Weiran and asked, handing in a cigarette by the way.

“There’s only so much left.”

While Wei Ran took the cigarette, he also handed the money and items he had just dug out in advance to the other party, "They were all picked up from the Falangists."

"Who was Mr. Dongfeng you were talking about when we set off?" the hot air balloon asked while putting all the money and belongings all over its body.

"My identity after get off work" Wei Ran replied matter-of-factly.

"Doing the exact opposite of what a veterinarian does," Edelweiss next to her couldn't help but add, "I guessed that."

"I thought we had another helper."

The hot air balloon lit a cigarette and said, without any disappointment in his tone.

At this time, Wei Ran, who originally wanted to say something, was deprived of the right to speak again. Seeing this, he simply used the cover of his backpack to take out his camera again, and took a slightly chic photo of the hot air balloon astride the motorcycle.

photo.

After a short preparation, the three "little wounded" got out of the car and smeared some dust all over their bodies. Cradle and Edelweiss also applied a thick layer of stains on their faces and necks.

Even after they got back into the car, the cradle was hung with a small bottle of glucose water for Hanwad.

With everything ready, the motorcycle and the ambulance set off again and drove to the entrance and exit of the refugee camp a street away.

As the distance got closer, the barbed wire fence surrounding the refugee camp and the guards outside became clearer and clearer. Wei Ran also rushed to press the shutter on the gate of the refugee camp before the car stopped.

"Hide your camera"

The hot air balloon traveling alongside the ambulance reminded, "Otherwise it will soon become someone else's property."

"Thanks for the reminder," Wei Ran said, stuffing the camera into his backpack and putting it back into the metal book.

Almost immediately, ambulances and motorcycles were stopped by the guards at the gate. The hot air balloon also immediately stepped forward to start negotiations, and by the way, gave the other party some "gifts" prepared in advance.

"You're too nervous"

Wei Ranchao clenched his fists, and Edelweiss, who was a little restless, said in German, "Take a deep breath, and no matter what happens, don't speak and let the hot air balloon negotiate."

"Thanks"

Before Edelweiss could even take a breath, a Falange man in full uniform pulled away the hot air balloon and walked to the side of the ambulance.

Although they couldn't understand his Arabic, the people in the car could clearly see that this Christian, who looked more like a bandit, patted the fuel tank of the motorcycle and said something, and then the hot air balloon happily took out the car key and put it away.

In the opponent's hand.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Satisfied, he weighed the car keys and put them in his pocket. The man stepped on the tires and looked at the luggage rack on the roof of the car. After waiting, he pulled the

He opened the door of the rear compartment and took a quick look, then reached out and pinched Dalal's cheek, which was wrapped in blood-stained gauze.
To be continued...