"Click"

On the street that was filled with the smell of blood and the faint smell of corpses, Wei Ran once again pressed the shutter of the Nikon SP camera and took a picture of the corpses being shoveled up by bulldozers not far away.

This place is not far from the gate of the refugee camp, and it is naturally the cleanest place cleared by the Phalangists - both living people and corpses.

"Go up and have a look," the hot air balloon pointed at a three-story building on the side of the road and whispered.

Hearing this, Wei Ran automatically walked in front. When he walked into the room, he also put the AKM on his shoulder and replaced it with a silent Makarov pistol.

Before he could find the stairs, he saw tortured corpses all over the floor, as well as scalps and clothes stripped from women scattered everywhere.

Carefully walking up the stairs, except for the blood stains everywhere, it seemed that all the bodies had been dragged downstairs.

"Wow"

Just when Wei Ran was about to walk up to the second floor, there was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets from the direction of the third floor.

Looking at the sewing machine behind him and the hot air balloon at the end, Wei Ran carefully took off the rifle from his shoulder and handed it to the sewing machine to help him hold it, and then made a silent gesture.

The sewing machine nodded and checked the gun's safety.

Without further delay, Wei Ran walked up to the second floor and quickly inspected the second floor while taking advantage of the hot air balloon and the sewing machine aimed at the upstairs and downstairs.

Shaking his head gently at the two of them, Wei Ran continued to walk to the third floor. Soon, he saw a soldier with a Galil rifle on his back, rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for something.

"What are you doing?" Wei Ran asked in Arabic.

"ah!"

The soldier, who looked to be in his early 20s, was startled by the sound behind him and subconsciously picked up the rifle on his shoulder.

Holding the opponent's shoulders first, Wei Ran spoke first, "Don't shoot, friend, I thought you were a refugee."

"Why don't you make any sound when you walk!" the young soldier complained in Hebrew.

"I thought there were still refugees alive here."

Wei Ran shook the silent pistol in his hand and continued in Hebrew, "I almost shot."

"Do you know Hebrew?" the soldier asked unexpectedly.

"Of course, my cousin is a chair-cracking person."

Wei Ran said, "Her name is Daniela. You may have seen her before. She often hangs out at the Red Eagle Bar."

“I’ll go to the Red Eagle Bar if I have the chance.”

As he spoke, the young soldier looked at the hot air balloon and sewing machine that were coming up one after another, and asked doubtfully, "Hasn't everything here been cleaned? Why are you here?"

"I came up to take a look when I heard some movement here. We were originally going to find a place to rest nearby.

You know, there is a sniper in the refugee camp who is very good at shooting, and it is only safer here."

Wei Ran said something nonchalantly, then asked, "What about you? Did you find anything interesting?"

"No, these refugees are all poor people. Did you gain anything?"

The chair-cracked soldier said in disgust, and by the way, he generously showed off several pieces of jewelry he had found that were probably worth a small amount of money.

"certainly"

Wei Ran pretended to be proud and said, "We found a lot of good things. My name is Aetia, what do you call me?"

"Thar"

The young Israeli soldier pointed to the entrance and exit of the refugee camp outside the window, "I'm a gatekeeper and I just got off work."

After shaking hands with the other party, Wei Ran casually took out two blood-stained gold necklaces and threw them to the other party, "These are for you, friend."

"Oh——! You are so generous!" Young Tal took the necklace in surprise.

“I have always been generous to my friends.”

As Wei Ran spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and gave one to each of Tal, the hot air balloon and the sewing machine. He also walked to the window sill, lit a cigarette by himself, and glanced at the refugee camp in the distance outside the window.

At the entrance and exit, he turned around and introduced, "This is my partner Joseph."

"Hey!"

The hot air balloon greeted warmly, "I can also speak Hebrew, but I don't speak it very well. After all, I don't have a cousin. What about you Tal? Do you know Arabic?"

"I don't speak Arabic," Tal replied while fist bumping with the hot air balloon.

"This is Kamil. Unfortunately, he doesn't speak Hebrew."

Wei Ran patted the sewing machine on the shoulder and enthusiastically lent him the vest he had used before.

"Hi!"

Although Sewing Machine could not understand Hebrew, he could understand the current situation, so as soon as Wei Ran finished speaking, he took the initiative to shake hands with young Tal.

"Have you seen any pretty girls in there?" Tarr asked, taking a puff of his cigarette.

"Of course, there are quite a few." The hot air balloon deliberately followed the other person's words and said.

"Can you help me catch one?"

Tal asked impatiently, "Be younger and more beautiful. I won't let your help go in vain."

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

Wei Ran said deliberately, "There are many beautiful girls in the refugee camp, but the ones we are looking for may not necessarily match your taste."

“We were ordered not to enter the refugee camps”

Tal said helplessly, "I have been standing guard before dawn. At that time, we were allowed to capture some beautiful girls nearby for fun, but after dawn it was my turn to rest, and the furthest we could go was here."

"

"I will help you find a young and beautiful girl, but I'm afraid it will have to wait until after dark."

The hot air balloon didn't wait for Tal, who was looking happy, to speak, and followed the topic and asked, "By the way, how young do you need to be?"

"Above 10 years old, under 16 years old." Tal replied expectantly, "I have never tried on such a young girl."

"We can't help you in vain," the hot air balloon said bluntly.

"Of course, I won't let your help go in vain." Tarr made an empty promise, "What kind of reward do you want?"

"How about Ma Fei?" Wei Ran asked, "They are much more exciting than chat grass."

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Tal thought for a while and said, "A few..."

“The more the merrier”

The hot air balloon said greedily, "The first girl only needs 5 balloons. Every time you get 2 more balloons, I can help you find one more girl."

If you can get us 20 at one time, we can get you as many girls as you want in the next few days."

"That's what you said," Tal said heartily.

"certainly"

Wei Ran spread his hands, "But you have to hurry up. You know, there aren't many people left in the refugee camp. Maybe there won't even be corpses by this time tomorrow."

"I'm going to think of a solution right now!" Tal couldn't wait to go downstairs.

"What channel are you on?"

Wei Ran pointed to the walkie-talkie of the same style fixed on the other party's belt and asked, "We can't send the girl to the entrance. I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to touch her."

"Channel 6, I'm on channel 6."

Tal quickly replied, "How about sending the girl here? Send her here? We change guard every four hours. I am on guard at seven o'clock in the afternoon."

"What a coincidence..."

Wei Ran muttered secretly, but he remembered that Edelweiss was waiting for news about him on Channel 6.

"If I find it, I will bring the girl here and call you on Channel 6."

The hot air balloon said, "I guess you definitely want to enjoy the girl we found for you alone, so how about we agree on a secret code?"

"That's a good idea!" Tarr nodded repeatedly.

"Let's use red wine as a code."

Wei Ran said, "How about using red wine instead of girls? Use cigarettes instead of Ma Fei. No matter which one of us gets the entertainment the other needs, let us know on the channel."

"No problem!" Tal agreed happily.

"Then it's settled, let's not waste any time."

The hot air balloon said this and waved to the gas and sewing machine, "Since there are no terrorists here, we should leave."

"I'll go find Ma Fei for you right away" Tal also quickly made a promise.

"Let's get out of here together," the hot air balloon said, calling to the sewing machine and heading downstairs.

"Let's go"

Wei Ran also said hello and asked Tal to walk behind the sewing machine, while he himself walked at the back.
To be continued...