On the afternoon of the 26th, when Wei Ran had just arrived at this battlefield, the postman who helped Grant take away the letter came to the door again. Fortunately, Wei Ran happened to return to the tent at this time.

"Grant, I'll get you an important news." The reporter said in a low voice, "and it's definitely the latest news."

"What news?" Grant, who was woken up by Wei Ran a few minutes ago, immediately sat up.

Hearing this, the postman looked at Wei Ran with a little vigilant.

"He is my friend Victor, a trustworthy friend, and Lewis and the others, so don't hide it from him."

After Grant said that, he introduced, "This young man is Alvin, a postman, and he is also from Philadelphia. He worked at the Moby Dick Car Repair for a long time before joining the army. Many of my news clues were provided by him."

"Hello" Wei Ran shook hands with the other party on his own initiative.

"Call me Alvin or the postman"

The young man shook hands with Wei Ran, then lowered his voice again and explained, "Grant, and Victor, now there is a chance."

"What opportunity?" Grant immediately became interested, "What news have you gotten?"

"I don't have any new news, but I'll take some people back to Shunchuan headquarters later. If you and us go along, maybe you can help me get one of them. It is said that he has just returned from the front line. You may be able to talk about it when you are on the way."

"Stop the way! We just happened to go to Shunchuan!" Grant made a decision immediately.

"I'll pick up people first, and you can wait and find my car."

Alvin had turned around and left the tent as he spoke, "I will let one of them get into your car later."

"No problem" Wei Ran agreed happily.

Before the postman Alvin got out of the tent, Grant immediately urged, "Victor, hurry up and pack up, we don't have much time."

As he said that, he had already started packing his suitcase. Wei Ran no longer delayed and quickly moved.

The two of them first packed their sleeping bags, then folded the camp bed, put them in a waterproof canvas pocket, and tied them to the wide front wheel arches on the left and right sides of the jeep outside.

The iron bucket used for heating was wiped out with a snow cover. The two of them dismantled the tent as quickly as possible. After folding it, they wrapped it with a waterproof canvas originally used to cover Willis Jeep, and tied it firmly to the front bumper of the Jeep.

Finally, he threw his sleeping bags into the back row, and Grant sat in the passenger seat first and put his suitcase horizontally on his lap.

"You'd better drive." Grant raised his hand and pointed in a direction, "Alvin's car must be there."

"no problem"

Wei Ran said, and had already started the car, drove in the direction Grant had just pointed, and finally stopped next to the postman Alvin's car.

After waiting for less than ten minutes, two soldiers helped a wounded man out of a medical tent.

"Borne, go and take that car."

Postman Alvin pointed to Grant's car, "Mr. Grant is about to leave here too, so that at least it will make Carl feel more comfortable."

“Okay”

The soldier named Bourne didn't think much about it and flexibly climbed into the back row of the jeep driven by Wei Ran.

"I, Grant, Grant Downey." Grant, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and shook hands with Bourne. "He is a reporter who has resigned and is about to go home."

"Born, Bourne King"

The young soldier sitting in the back row said, his body still smelled of smoke, his shoulders were still carrying a carbine, and a 1911 pistol was pinned on his legs.

"Are you participating in the battle?"

Grant asked curiously while Wei Ran was driving the car and following the postman's car, and handed Bourne a cigar.

"We are the advisory group to assist in command of the 7th Division of Hanbain"

Bourne pointed to the lighter handed over by Grant and lit the cigar and complained, "But those garbage that can only pick up cans! They are first-class in speaking big things, and their combat effectiveness is even worse than those women with sticks who are breathing hard in bed."

“What the hell happened?”

Grant pretended to be worried and guided the topic.

“We were surrounded, surrounded from three directions.”

Bourne shivered, "The enemy suddenly appeared, suddenly appeared from three directions, and the sound of the enemy's horns were all around. The people of the 7th Division of the 7th Division were driven from this mountain to another mountain like a flock of sheep and then back to the previous mountain. They did not obey the command at all.

Our enemies are almost fighting with us, but our indigenous allies have no mind to fight."

"The situation on the front line is so bad now?" Grant said deliberately with a frown. "I thought I could really go home on Christmas."

"It is indeed possible if we escape faster."

Bourne said with lingering fear, "The enemies we encountered are so terrifying. They are like ghosts, emerging from the most unlikely position.

You absolutely don't believe it. If it weren't for the cover of the plane, we would have never been able to escape.

If we hadn't had the luck of snatching a truck from the 7th Division of Hanbang on the road, we might have been captured now."

"Don't worry, you're safe now."

Grant comforted the young soldier, "You are so young and you are working in the advisory group. You will definitely be able to do this in the future..."

"Come on, Mr. Grant, I'm just an interpreter."

Bourne said self-deprecatingly, "After there is nothing, I would rather go to military court to go back to the United States immediately, to his freedom and justice, to his MacArthur, I have enough."

Just at this moment, the jeep driven by the postman in front slowed down. Immediately afterwards, women and men pushing bicycles appeared on the side of the road.

Seeing this, Grant's eyes lit up and suggested to Bourne, "How about we invite two ladies to take our ride? Let them sit on both sides of you so that you can still feel warm."

Without waiting for Bourne to agree or not, Grant had already looked at Wei Ran, "Victor, stop, ask them who would like to take a ride."

“That’s a coincidence.”

Wei Ran twitched the corners of his mouth because at this time, the short man Che Yinxu, his wife and sister, whom he had met, happened to be standing by the roadside.

Unlike the "comrades" around who were riding on bikes or carts, this short man tied two bicycles together with a few wooden boards with slots to form a four-wheeled cart.

At this time, he was behind the car, holding two poles with the back seats of the two bicycles and the beams tied together, while his wife and sister rode on the bike and stepped on the pedals to provide additional help.

On both sides of the shelves of the two bicycles, there were iron baskets hanging respectively. The four iron baskets were filled with their harvest, tied side by side with wooden boards, and the rest of the items such as tents and quilts were placed on them.

"Just two of them"

At this time, Bourne also noticed the girl named Cha Xiaoying and her sister-in-law riding on the bike.

"Victor, ask them if they would like to take a ride," Grant said immediately.

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran waved to Che Yinxu, the short man who seemed to recognize him, and said, "Let your wife and sister chat with our friends for a while. How about we take you on a journey? Of course, there will be some extra rewards."

"No problem, of course no problem! Thank you!"

Che Yinxu bowed excitedly, then called his wife and sister to sit in the back row. He turned his homemade trolley and tied two wooden poles that acted as handrails to both sides of the jeep. He climbed onto the four iron frames and sat with their home.

He was too lazy to pay attention to the "refugees" around him who looked envious, and too lazy to care whether Che Yinxu's "seat" was safe. Wei Ran was waiting for the two girls to sit beside Bourne, and skillfully put his hand on his shoulder and stuffed it into his chest, and slowly stepped on the accelerator.

With the warmth brought by these two girls' chests, Bourne continued to tell the story of his experience on the battlefield, and his hands became increasingly dishonest.

At the same time, Wei Ran was also vigilant while driving. He knew that Grant would die in this war, but he didn't know when, where and why - he was worried because of these three refugees who took the ride.

However, as Grant and Bourne chatted more and more deeply, the two women were already being kneaded and panting, there was no accident at all. He even took the time to look back and saw that the man named Che Yinxu was lying halfway in the back seats of the two bicycles smoking.

He shook his head secretly thinking that maybe he was thinking too much, Wei Ran also focused on this not-so-good road condition.

It is precisely because of this broken road and the refugees who appear from time to time on the road that their speed is really unavailable.

Fortunately, when the temperatureless sun was about to be blocked by the distant mountains, Bourne had already reached his hand into his "sister-in-law" pants and said, "I finally returned to Shunchuan alive."

At this moment, a nearly 90-degree turn appeared in front of the road. Just as the jeep driven by the postman had turned, Che Yinxu, who was ignored by everyone, took out a 1911 pistol from his arms and then pressed the back of Bourne's head!

"stop!"

Under Grant's shocked gaze, Che Yinxu shouted an English word that was not a standard, but at least understood.

At the same time, the sister-in-law also pulled out a bicycle brake cable from the cuff and wrapped around Wei Ran's neck. The girl who was burying her head around Bourne's waist slowly sat up straight. She had already pulled away the gun from Bourne's pants in her hand!

"Stop the car quickly! We don't plan to kill people, we just want your belongings and cars." Che Yinxu said loudly in a silence.

"laugh!"

It was not until this time that Wei Ran stomped the brakes to death.

Caught unexpectedly, Che Yinxu was unstable and immediately hit Bourne's body. Wei Ran also tilted his head back and hit the nose of his sister-in-law's wife with the hard back of her head. At the same time, Grant had already opened his box and reached out to pull out the 19I1 pistol inside!

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time, Wei Ran, Grant and Che Yinxu pulled the trigger in no particular order.

Wei Ran and Che Yinxu hit each other's heart or back with guns, while Grant's shot hit Wei Ran's sister-in-law behind him. At the same time, he was also hit by Che Xiaoying in panic with a gun through the seat.

But at this time, Wei Ran had gradually lost control of his body. In the rising white light, he watched the car he was driving rushing out of the road along the slope because of the brake lift, and plunged straight into the Datong River. In the end, only Bourne jumped out of the jeep in panic.

"It's so unfair to die..."

Wei Ran muttered helplessly. He admitted that he had raised his vigilance, but when the turtle man picked up the gun, he still noticed a clear sense of sluggishness in his consciousness and body. He knew that it must be the metal notebook making trouble.

At this moment, he also saw a scene in the white light, perhaps in real history. The driver was Grant, and the counterattack was Bourne who was serving, who was ecstatic and eager to die, but in the end, even he was hit by the girl named Cha Xiaoying with a gun.

Even Che Xiaoying couldn't climb out of the cold river.

Before he could not wait for his unexpected way of dying because of this fucking fucking, the strong white light disappeared from his eyes, but he did not return to the world he was familiar with.

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To be continued...