“This is also…”

"Yeah, it's dead."

Yu Yanlin said, "I was killed last night. It is said to be a Belgian from Brussels."

"Open and take a look"

Wei Ran said that they might fight at any time, and the package might be damaged at any time, and it would be even less likely that they would take the package at any time or waste valuable transportation capacity to send it back.

Open it and see, this is the most realistic way to deal with it.

Upon hearing this, Yu Yanlin, Sage and Aaron looked at each other, and then tore open the package covered with kraft paper.

There are not many things in it, there are only four aluminum rectangular lunch boxes.

"Open and take a look"

Wei Ran said, picking up one of them casually, unbuttoned the hemp rope tied on it, and then opened the lid.

This box contains pieces of tightly arranged almond chocolate.

Looking at the other three, the lunch box that Seji opened was filled with cheese, the lunch box that Aaron was filled with butter, while the lunch box that Yu Yanlin opened was filled with a piece of Ardennes ham that was stuffed with tight stitching.

"We should not enjoy these things alone," said Yu Yanlin. "We should share them with everyone."

"That's right"

Before Aaron finished speaking, he had already re-tightened the lid of the lunch box.

"But how do we share it? Who do we share it?" Seji said, and also fastened the lid of the lunch box.

"Send it to the hospital, what do you think?" Yu Yanlin asked, "those wounded may need these things more than we do."

"This proposal is good," Aaron agreed.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door of the post office. Immediately afterwards, the doctor from the Soviet Union, Joseph, pushed open the door.

"Victor, I hope I didn't bother you." Joseph said.

"Of course not, please come in."

Wei Ran immediately greeted each other enthusiastically, and then introduced everyone to each other.

"I'm here to send a letter"

Joseph said, taking out an envelope and putting it on the table.

"You're here at the right time"

Wei Ran pointed to the four lunch boxes on the table, "This is the package received by a dead soldier. We opened it on his behalf. It is filled with food. You can take it to the hospital to distribute it to the wounded later."

Hearing this, he stopped the movement of Joseph, who had just taken out of his bag of beef that Wei Ran had given him, "I originally wanted to return this can and share it with you."

"Send it to the wounded together," Yu Yanlin said.

“Okay”

Joseph simply put the cans he had just taken back into his bag, and then put the four lunch boxes in it.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! But then, he pulled out a bottle of vodka from his bag, "At least let's share this, the wounded don't need this."

“We really should have a drink”

Aaron was the first to say, “No one would refuse to have a drink at this time.”

In contrast, Saiji and Yu Yanlin were even more straightforward. They had already picked up several upside-down enamel cups in the middle of the table and arranged them in a row.

Joseph, who had always been a Slav, had unscrewed the bottle of vodka and divided it into four equal parts. Then he threw it out of the broken wall with the mouth of the wine bottle, picked up an enamel cup and said, "We must have a toast."

"Fight for your freedom and our freedom!" Wei Ran, Yu Yanlin, and even Aaron and Sage all said in unison.

"Then fight for your freedom and our freedom! Cheers!" Joseph said, and everyone's cups also collided.

Almost as the first sip of spicy wine was poured into my mouth, someone came in again outside the half-open door.

"Are there people who can speak English and French and Italian?" the soldier asked. "It's better to know some Russian."

He finished speaking, and everyone looked at Wei Ran in unison.

"What's wrong?" Wei Ran asked.

"We need to draw a few translators to help the 12th Brigade," the soldier said, "You have..."

"have!"

The three of them except Wei Ran said in unison, and raised their hands and pointed at Wei Ran in unison.

"Okay, I know, I know the language you just said." Wei Ran said, tilting his head to drink all the vodka in the enamel jar.

"Please come with me"

The soldier said, "We're going to rush over now."

"Can I go with me?"

Aaron asked, "I'm a photographer...I mean, I'm a journalist, and I know English and French."
Chapter completed!