"I don't care about this, I'll send it to you..."

"If Chuncai was already married when you found her, just find a pond and throw it away. If you haven't gotten married, tell her that I'm dead and tell her not to wait for me."

"What if I die in front of you?" Wei Ran asked.

"Life and death have a life"

Yu Yanlin became more and more free and easy, "Let's go, don't waste time here."

As he said that, Yu Yanlin had already crawled out of the gap in the building of the house.

Turning his head and looking at Joseph's body at his feet, Wei Ran took a deep breath, then climbed out of the room and covered it with the defect he had opened with his own hands, and then was shrouded in a strong white light without any warning.

"Next...will it be Yu Yanlin or Clermont..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Wei Ran sighed worriedly. These are predictable, but they were also powerless to stop them.

As his random thoughts, the white light gradually faded, but he did not hear any movement at all this time, but instead noticed hunger and cold.

When his vision recovered, Wei Ran even breathed lightly. He didn't know where this was, but it was a dry and cold night, and he hid in a corner of a ruined wall, with a Soviet cloak on his body.

At this time, the only conspicuous thing in the field of view was the bonfire lit in the wreckage of a room not far away, the food on the bonfire, and even the National Army soldiers chatting around the bonfire.

Looking at myself again, this time I finally had an international brigade uniform and was wearing a pair of warm marching boots. He seriously suspected that the boots and cloak were the ones in the metal notebook.

Now it is obviously not the time to delve into these things. Wei Ran couldn't help swallowing. He was hungry, as if he had just been thrown over from Leningrad.

He knew that this must be the cause of the living ancestors, and the purpose was to let him do something to the National Army around the bonfire in the distance.

After taking out several pistols from the metal notebook one by one, Wei Ran couldn't help but curse.

This time, there were no bullets in these guns, and there were no weapons around him. Instead, the slightly cumbersome horse-haired bag on the back of the cloak were still carrying the slightly cumbersome horse-haired bag.

He changed into the Mauser bayonet and rubbed it against the broken wall at will. Wei Ran put it away again. Sui patiently observed the surroundings and carefully touched the bonfire.

As the distance got closer, he first smelled the aroma of the food, and then heard a weak scream.

Without rushing in, Wei Ran endured the hunger in his stomach and walked around the bonfire.

This ruined building is a structure similar to a suite. At this time, the bonfire is outside, and three National Army soldiers are guarding it.

There was no window in the suite behind them, and the screams came from it.

But what Wei Ran was particularly concerned about was that not far from the bonfire, there was a bicycle with a bicycle with a mailing bag.

And the three National Army soldiers were tearing open envelopes, and after taking a few glances, they threw them into the bonfire at random.

"I'm a postman this time, it's too much for you to lose my job."

Wei Ran muttered like a nervous person. After looking around, he reached out and wiped it with his hands on a carbonized wood, and then wiped it on his face.

Before this was over, he carefully walked around the side, picked up a brown wine bottle and grabbed it under his armpit, and then walked straight towards the bonfire.

"Can I go over to warm up?"

Along far away, Wei Ran asked in Spain, "If possible, I just got a bottle of red wine from a Soviet man, and we can drink it together."

"Come here"

The three National Army soldiers immediately responded, "You are lucky, is this cloak too?"

"certainly!"

Wei Ran walked over and handed the wine bottle to one of them and said, "I also got a few sausages from him. I want to borrow your bonfire to roast..."

"puff!"

Before the other party could take the bottle of wine, a bayonet had penetrated the cloak and stabbed it straight into the neck of the soldier sitting on the fire.

"Cook these sausages so you won't have to go hungry tonight."

While saying the second half, Wei Ran also kicked another soldier next to him in the ribs by poking his feet. However, his hand holding a bayonet was already holding a box cannon without bullets at all, and he pushed the third soldier.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a few."

Wei Ran waited for the soldier to raise his hand and continued to speak enthusiastically in Spanish. At the same time, he also pulled out the bayonet with his right hand and stabbed the soldier into the chest through his cloak again.

Drawing out the bayonet again, Wei Ran looked at their weapons, picked up an MP28 submachine gun and checked it lightly, then walked into the inner room.

In the room where the window was blocked by bricks and wooden boards, there was a not-so-bright kerosene lamp hanging.

With this oil lamp, he could see that a man in an international voyage uniform was tied to a chair, and several forks had been inserted into his legs.

There were two people in the room with their backs facing Wei Ran, one of them holding a fork knife in his hand, and the other was lighting a cigarette in his mouth with a lighter.

"puff!"

Wei Ran was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he stabbed the enemy's back with a bayonet in his hand with a meal fork, and then he pushed it sideways on the side of the man who lights the cigarette.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the man's leg of the cigarette lighter folded directly into an angle that ordinary people could not do. He inevitably leaned his body into Wei Ran's arms.

"Click!"

Wei Ran hugged the other person's head and covered his mouth. He even had the leisure to hold the cigarette that had just been lit, and then he broke his spine with force.

"Plop"

It was not until this time that the enemy who had been pierced through his back fell to the ground, and the fork he was holding also spread all over the floor with a thud.

He took the lit cigarette to his mouth and took a sip. Wei Ran picked up the kerosene lamp on the table and looked at the prisoner.

However, when he raised the other party's scarred face, he couldn't help but be stunned. This person was nothing but Clermont!

"Vie...Victor...I... am I dreaming?" Clermont, who seemed to be a little unconscious, asked weakly.

"I'll take you out of here first"

Wei Ran said, turning around and pulling out the fur-colored bayonet from the back of the corpse, and then cutting off the rope tied to Clermont.
Chapter completed!