"what is that?"

At the window at the end of the corridor, Edelweiss looked up at the flares in the sky and murmured to herself.

The "flare", the hot air balloon and the sewing machine all gave the same answer in unison.

"We should find a way to hide and let more people hide!"

The hot air balloon looked at the bright sky outside and suppressed his fear and said, "Hurry, hurry, hurry! We must hide quickly!"

"Mr. Hot Air Balloon, those children, those friends of your daughter." Rama reminded, "Should we pick them up?"

Before Rama finished speaking, the expression on the hot air balloon changed obviously, and he said quickly, slightly panicked, "I, I want to go out for a while."

"Mr. Dongfeng"

While blocking the hot air balloon, the sewing machine asked Wei Ran, "Do you think the hospital will be safe in the short term?"

"How short a period of time is a short period of time?" Wei Ran asked rhetorically.

"Of course it's the time before we help the hot air balloon find the person he wants to find," the sewing machine replied.

"If we go faster, it should be safe."

"In that case, how about we go together?"

Sewing Machine suggested, "What's lacking here now is medicine, not doctors, but I guess Mr. Hot Air Balloon definitely needs two trustworthy teammates who can use weapons."

"It's Dongfeng time now" Wei Ran first expressed his attitude with a joke.

"As long as you need me, I can be... Let me think about it, West Wind, now my code name can be West Wind."

As the sewing machine spoke, he took off the blood-stained surgical clothes and moved the Uzi submachine gun that had been carried on his back to his chest.

"I'll go with you too"

Edelweiss also spoke, "I can also be the North Wind..."

"Miss Beifeng, please stay in the hospital."

Wei Ran pointed to the upstairs before Edelweiss finished speaking, "Someone has to stay here. Besides, if you really want to help, you might as well discuss with Mrs. Cradle where the children should be placed, or where they should be hidden.

Place. Of course!"

Wei Ran hurriedly said before Rama could speak, "Bring Rama and the other three with you. They will definitely be able to help you."

Hearing this, Edelweiss opened her mouth, finally nodded in agreement, and greeted Rama, Hanward and Dalal to go upstairs.

"Take this"

While Wei Ran was talking, he gave Edelweiss the kettle that was still mostly filled with red wine.

The latter took the kettle and was stunned for a moment, held it in his arms and asked, "Let's continue to have a drink together in the evening. You will be back on time, right?"

"certainly"

Wei Ran responded simply, and the latter also stood on tiptoes, pulled the headscarves off their faces, and took the initiative to kiss him, "Come back alive."

There was no time to waste any more time. The three of them quickly climbed over the window at the end of the corridor without waiting for Edelweiss to take the children upstairs.

"Do you have weapons?" asked the hot air balloon at the front.

"certainly"

Wei Ran replied confidently. He had realized belatedly that the 20 kill quotas required for the language mission might only start from now.

If that's the case...then weren't those previous kills in vain?

Wei Ran muttered dissatisfiedly in his heart, but said, "We'd better not make too much noise later. Also, while you have time, tell me about the person you're looking for."

"They are my daughter's friends. To be precise, they are a group of war orphans."

The hot air balloon suppressed the sadness in his heart and explained, "The oldest of them is only 10 years old. My wife's parents have been taking care of them before, just like... like a small, informal orphanage."

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"How many children are there in total?" asked the sewing machine.

"11, there are 11 left alive."

The hot air balloon replied, "The youngest is 5 years old and the eldest is 10 years old. Now they are taken care of by a retired teacher. He is also a refugee. He was not only my wife's first teacher, but also a neighbor of their family."

"Relative position" Wei Ran then asked, "relative position in the refugee camp."

"Southwest, southwest side." The hot air balloon gave a desperate answer, "It shouldn't be too far from the gap where the Falangists broke in."

"Is there any other good news?" asked the sewing machine running at the back. Good news? That was definitely not good news just now.

"That gentleman is 70 years old, and his mobility is not very convenient." The hot air balloon said with pleading, "But I want to take him away."

"No problem" Wei Ran responded, "Just speed up."

Hearing this, the hot air balloon running at the front immediately sped up, leading the two of them like migrating salmon, running wildly through the crowded, panic-stricken streets that were illuminated like daylight by the lights that continued to shine in the night sky.

"Hide the gun"

Wei Ran reminded loudly, "Try not to shoot unless necessary. If you encounter Falangists, just dodge them if you can. If you can't dodge, let me deal with it."

Hearing this, the two of them didn't respond at all, but the sewing machine behind them immediately hid the submachine gun inside his coat and fastened a button.

Continuing forward, after they ran through an intersection, there were so few people on the street that they could count them on one hand. Even on the side of the road, there was a row of more than a dozen people holding their heads in their hands, kneeling down.

Bodies on the ground.

Thanks to the flares flying above their heads, they could even clearly see the Soviet 7.62-caliber bullet casings scattered around the body, as well as an unburned cigarette butt.

Looking at each other with the other two people, Wei Ran made a silent gesture and pointed straight ahead in sign language. Seeing the hot air balloon nodding, he also walked to the front and pulled out the captured gun hidden in his sleeve.

Mauser bayonet.

They only walked less than fifty meters along the wall. Taking advantage of a new round of flares taking off amidst the rumble of cannons, the leading Wei Ran also stopped and leaned against a door on the street.

Duo Duo took a quick glance inside and then retracted his leaning body, leaning back slightly. At the same time, the hot air balloon behind him pressed against his ear, signaling him to turn right at the intersection ahead.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But no one expected that at this moment, a gun-wielding militant walked out of the door less than 20 centimeters directly in front of the Weiran without any warning.

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When Wei Ran saw him, the militant also naturally saw Wei Ran.

Within 10 steps, the gun is undoubtedly faster, but this is only one step away, especially when the opponent is holding an AK rifle with a fixed stock, the gun is not necessarily as fast as the knife!

"puff!"

Before the other person's eyes widened in horror, Wei Ran reached out and grabbed the other person's collar and pulled him hard into his arms. At the same time, the Mauser bayonet he was holding in his other hand also accurately pierced it.

The Arab kerchief wrapped around the other person's face penetrated his mouth, which was slightly opened subconsciously because he was frightened!

"Boom!"

Almost at the moment when another illumination light took off, Wei Ran also slammed the point of his bayonet into the opponent's throat and slammed into the door stack.

"puff"

Just as Wei Ran let go of the opponent's neck and slammed the handle of the knife with his palm, letting the tip of the knife penetrate the opponent's brain stem, the hot air balloon behind him also reached down and grabbed the opponent's AK rifle.

, and pressed down the big safety dial.

Before he had time to pull out his bayonet, Wei Ran, who was already alert, heard footsteps coming from the doorway again.

Stepping past the corpse and walking into the dark doorway, he immediately saw an armed man carrying a weapon and walking out while fastening his belt - the distance between the two was less than two meters.

"Snapped!"

After a not-so-big gunshot, the militant was immediately shot in the bridge of his nose. While the bullet casings hit the ground, Wei Ran closed the distance between the two sides to less than half a meter and put away his gun.

At the same time, he supported the other party.

Just after finishing here, there was also a flashlight beam shining down on the other side of the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor in the doorway.

Seeing this, Wei Ran didn't have time to think too much, he decisively let go of the body, jumped up the stairs and corner, and at the same time pulled the trigger towards the person holding the flashlight!

"Pah! Pah!"

Three gunshots were fired in succession, and Wei Ran let the fallen body pass by while people also jumped up to the second floor against the wall.

Fortunately, there are no enemies on the messy second floor. But unfortunately, there are three corpses here.

There was a young woman whose clothes were torn in pieces, a young man who was shot in the chest and missing his scalp, an unrecognizable baby, and a little boy who was missing his lower body.

Turning around decisively and going downstairs, Wei Ran squatted down next to the body of the last Falangist killed and took a look. He was using a Galil rifle, and he was still holding a bunch of... bloody private parts in his hand.

Expresslessly taking off his weapons and ammunition, Wei Ran stood up and walked to the side of the second corpse. He was using a Swiss rifle. He hadn't even had time to fasten his trousers, but his upper body was wearing a Chinese-style dress.

56 chest hanger. The chest hanger is filled with magazines and clips holding bullets.

Before he could remove the weapons from the corpse, the hot air balloon and sewing machine also dragged the militant whom Wei Ran initially killed into the doorway.

"your bayonet"

As the sewing machine spoke, he stepped on the corpse's forehead, pulled out the Mauser bayonet and handed it over.

When he took the bayonet, he also noticed that there was a bloody scalp clutched in the corpse's hand.

"Christian Tradition"
To be continued...