In the brightly lit shack illuminated by kerosene lamps, Wei Ran kicked away a prisoner who was blocking his way, carrying a tin bucket, and spat in disgust like a keeper who had just been squeezed out of a quail nest.

Returning the iron bucket to the busty nurse Yin Linni, Wei Ran said as he walked out, "Pick out those with marks on their heads, take off their shoes and bring them outside for intensive torture. Also bring out the other prisoners of war in this shack and let them be tortured."

They are watching from the side."

"Captain Victor, why don't you strip them naked and throw them into the toilet?" a particularly honest executioner asked stupidly.

“No rush yet”

Wei Ran, who had already reached the door, stopped and continued in a commanding tone, "Yin Linni, you are still in charge of the interrogation. The focus is on who made the knife and who hid it there."

"Vice Captain Victor, I'm just a nurse." Yin Linni replied stubbornly.

"Since you are just a nurse, just obey the orders."

Wei Ran waved his hand without any mercy, "I'm not as patient as the kind-hearted Captain Mikita, so before you ask for an answer, I will randomly pick out a prisoner of war to kill every ten minutes. If

If you don’t want to be an accomplice to murder, just torture out the information I want as soon as possible.”

After a short pause, Wei Ran shouted to the execution team in the shack, "Is Yin Wan here? Help our nurse Yin Linni prepare some torture tools."

"I'll be ready right away!" a firing squad member who was searching the prisoners of war shouted in response.

"Sure enough, there really is someone named Yin Wan..." Wei Ran muttered to himself, lowered his head and got out of the shack.

After a while, a total of seventy or eighty prisoners of war came out in two lines. In one group, those who had no plaster on their heads were all wearing clothes and shoes. In the other group, those who had been marked by the guards could only step on them with bare feet.

There's snow.

"Let's get started." Wei Ran waved to Yin Linni who was at a loss, then took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

After a brief period of confusion, Yin Linni raised her voice and asked something over and over again in Japanese that Wei Ran could not understand. After the two groups of prisoners of war responded in a variety of ways, the answers they gave gradually became unified.

At the same time, the Pontiac head nurse who had just left not long ago also came back, but it was obvious that this mean-looking middle-aged woman had no intention of getting involved. Instead, she just patted the roadside with great interest.

He sat down on the snow on a log, crossed his legs and slowly lit a cigarette, even with a strange smile on his face.

"Pontiac Nurse Manager" Yin Linni looked at her immediate superior as if asking for help.

"Comrade Yin Linni, please obey Vice Captain Victor's orders and cooperate with his work." The smile on Pontiac's head nurse's face disappeared, and there was no emotion in her tone at all.

"Vice Captain Victor"

Yin Linni swallowed, "They said that knife belonged to Takahashi who froze to death just last night... No! It was... No. 806! No. 806 prisoner of war kept it privately."

"Prisoner of War No. 806?"

Wei Ran asked back with a smile, then opened his pocket watch and glanced at it, and said in an extremely polite manner, "Comrade Yin Linni, please tell them, I want to hear the true answer. In addition, the first ten minutes are only left.

4 minutes and 37 seconds.”

"Vice Captain Victor, why can't you let them go?" Yin Linni asked with a tearful voice, "Even if they have knives, they can't escape at all. Why..."

"4 minutes and 24 seconds left"

Wei Ran smiled and shook his pocket watch, "I can discuss this topic with you until next spring, as long as you don't mind me killing a prisoner of war every ten minutes before I hear a satisfactory answer."

Yin Linni opened her mouth with a pale face, but finally wiped the corners of her eyes, switched to Japanese and continued to help Wei Ran find the answer.

"This kind girl is not suitable to work here"

Wei Ran sat down next to the head nurse in Pontiac. After giving his evaluation, he took out the flask from the metal book and took a sip of the white wine inside. Then he handed the flask to the middle-aged woman next to him.

.

"She really doesn't fit here. Angels shouldn't find a job in hell."

Pontiac's head nurse first agreed with Wei Ran's view in a mocking tone, then took the wine bottle, brought it to the tip of her nose and smelled it, and asked in surprise, "Chinese liquor?"

"Have you drunk it?" Wei Ran glanced at the other party in surprise.

"I grew up in Khabarovsk, which is not far from China. Ten years ago, when the Northeast Anti-Japanese Anti-Japanese Federation of China was training in the northern camp, I worked as a nurse there."

At this point, Pontiac's head nurse also rolled up her sleeves, revealing a string of Five Emperors coins tied with a red string and said, "This is a wedding gift given to me by my husband. He was once a member of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Federation of China."

At that time, I often drank a Chinese liquor called Shaodaozi with him."

Hearing this, Wei Ran couldn't help but be startled. In Pontiac's words just now, whether it was "China's Northeast Anti-Union" or "burning knives", they all used Chinese with a stale flavor.

Before Wei Ran opened his mouth to say anything, Pontiac sighed, covered the string of five emperors coins with pulp again with his sleeves, and continued in a faint Chinese voice, "The Chinese name he gave me is

Su Shengnan."

Having said this, Pontiac showed a bitter smile, switched to Russian and asked, "Can you understand Chinese?"

"able"

Wei Ran responded affirmatively in fluent Chinese, "I understand every sentence and word you said, including the meaning of your Chinese name."

"Do you understand what my name means?"

Pontiac, or rather the head nurse Su Sheng, looked straight at Wei Ran, with an expression of expectation on his cold and even mean face.

"If your husband's surname is not Su, then his surname should be Su from the Soviet Union, right?" Wei Ran paused, and seeing that the other party just raised the flagon again, he simply continued, "Sheng Nan is better than men."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You are right." Su Shengnan turned his head and looked in other directions, and at the same time handed over the wine bottle.

"I'll give it to you." Wei Ran stood up solemnly, "Consider it as a thank you. Also, say hello to your husband for me."

Hearing this, Su Shengnan poured a large mouthful of spicy white wine into his mouth again, and then gently threw the wine bottle to Wei Ran, "He is already dead. He died in 45 years. This is why I took the initiative to apply to come here.

reason."

"Can I know how he died?" Wei Ran asked seriously as he took the wine bottle.

Head nurse Su Shengnan flicked the cigarette butt in his hand at the prisoners of war, stood up and replied, "He died in battle as a qualified soldier should."

"I'm sorry for bringing up your sad story. At the same time, I'm honored to hear about your husband." After Wei Ran finished speaking, he took the initiative to raise his hand and saluted.

"Is it almost ten minutes?" the head nurse asked with a smile.

“Already arrived”

After speaking, Wei Ran, who didn't look at his watch at all, walked over to the prisoners of war, kicked over a naked prisoner of war, pointed at his toes and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

After the crisp gunfire, the screams resounded through the open space in front of the shack again, and the naked prisoner at the end also screamed. Of course, Yin Linni, who was originally saying something, also screamed in surprise almost at the same time.

But Wei Ran could no longer suppress the fire in his heart, so he grabbed a handful of quicklime powder and pressed it on the wound on his foot.

Amidst the increasingly tragic wails, Wei Ran, the deputy captain of the execution team, had no intention of asking. He just walked slowly into the shack, pulled out the red-hot dagger from the fireplace, and walked out again, kindly helping

The prisoner of war cut off the base of his toe stained with quicklime and easily stopped the bleeding.

Amidst the unpleasant smell of burnt protein, the prisoner of war who was held down by the firing squad fainted from the pain. But soon, it suffered again because the nail cap of the second toe was cut off by a hot knife.

Awake.

Putting the hot dagger against the captive's thigh, Wei Ran waved his hand to slap away the stinky smell that hit his face. He ignored Yin Linni, a busty nurse who was kneeling and vomiting, and reached out to remove the prisoner's chin and let it go.

The wails and curses turned into meaningless syllables.

Waiting patiently until all the heat from the short knife was transferred to the shivering prisoner of war, Wei Ran, who said nothing, slowly pulled and cut off the nail cap of his third toe bit by bit.

Objectively speaking, this hand-forged short knife is not sharp, which also makes cutting more painful.

At some point, Mikita had already pulled the female nurse Zoya over and stood behind Wei Ran with a frown. Following closely, the bearded soldier named Paulide also walked over quickly.

He whispered something into Mikita's ear. After a moment's hesitation, Mikita also whispered something into the bearded soldier's ear.

When Wei Ran cut off the sixth toe cap amidst the intermittent but powerful screams of the prisoner of war, and carefully sprinkled the hemostatic lime, another prisoner of war No. 780 was also holding a short knife in his hand.

The bearded soldier Paulide was driven here with members of the firing squad.

After looking at the new prisoners of war, and then at the short knife in Baolide's hand, Wei Ran once again ignored the frightened big-breasted nurse Yin Linni, and personally dislocated all the limbs and joints of the prisoner of war, slowly and slowly.

Continue his work of helping to cut toenails.

"Yin Linni, organize all the nurses to come over to observe and learn."

Head nurse Su Shengnan said in a cold tone, "This is a rare opportunity to practice wound debridement and bandaging."

Hearing this, the busty nurse named Yin Linni turned paler and even needed help from other nurses to stand up.

"Organize our people to study nearby," Captain Mikita followed. "If anyone vomits or dares to close his eyes, he will go to sleep in the trench tonight."

"Mikita, don't we first ask who made those daggers?" the female nurse Zoya asked, frowning and covering her mouth with her hands.

"It doesn't matter who made those two knives. Both Comrade Stalin and Comrade Gusen said that compared to weapons, ideas are the last thing they should have. These two-legged animals should work hard with gratitude, not

Desire to make weapons to resist. This is a dangerous signal that may endanger lives for all Soviets in Mine 52."

Having made enough excuses for the hard-working deputy captain, Mikita waved his hand indifferently, "Paulide, go find Comrade Political Commissar and ask him to support some more people. It seems we need to carry out inspections on the shacks of the prisoners of war."

A major inspection will do."

"Yes!" Paulide, who felt his toes were itching, gave a random salute and ran back.

After a while, Wei Ran had already cut off the remaining toenails and sprinkled them with lime powder. Then he stepped on one of the prisoner's hands as if no one was watching, and helped trim the fingernails with an expressionless face.

Amidst the increasingly hoarse screams, the political commissar and Dr. Gusen, who they had briefly met yesterday, all rushed over. Behind the jeep they were riding in, there were several trucks pulling soldiers.

Wei Ran, who was closest to the noise, did not stop what he was doing at all. After breaking off his ten fingers one by one, he directly pressed the prisoner's hands into the lime bucket and closed it.
To be continued...