"It seems like it's not far from us," Buck said subconsciously.

Seeing Timov looking at him, Wei Ran gritted his teeth and said, "My injury is fine."

"Let's go!" Timov made a decisive decision, quickened his pace and chased in the direction of the track marks.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Following this rut ​​mark, we turned over a small slope that was not too high, but was also covered by dense coniferous forest. The three of us saw it at a glance. Halfway up the mountainside on the other side of the slope, there is a long and narrow open space that was clearly cut down by humans.

At the edge of this small open space, two cars were parked side by side.

A half-track motorcycle also equipped with a trailer.

However, on the flat ground behind the two half-track motorcycles, there were two gr34 80mm mortars placed one behind the other and less than five meters apart!

At this time, eight artillery crew members were cooperating with each other to skillfully fire out the shells one after another!

"How to fight?" Buck, who was hiding behind a tree, asked in a low voice, "We have to hurry up. I guess someone will catch up soon."

"In which direction will you escape after the fight?" Wei Ran asked more bluntly.

There is no doubt that once they decide to kill the two mortar crew members, the pursuers behind them will definitely pursue them desperately. Any attempt on their part to escape back is tantamount to wishful thinking.

"Fight first and then talk"

Timov had already set up his machine gun as he spoke, "I'll shoot the one closest to the motorcycle, and you two will shoot the one in front."

"Understood!" Wei Ran and Buck responded in low voices. Upon hearing this, Timov immediately pulled the trigger.

For a moment, the unique terrifying sound effect of the mg42 machine gun resounded through the forest, and the gun crew members closest to the half-track motorcycle did not even react and lay down on the ground.

At the same time, Wei Ran and Buck were already firing indiscriminately. This was also thanks to the fact that the metal book could only be taken out with the left hand, so Wei Ran could usually train his left hand to use the weapons in the metal book.

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So now even if his right hand is injured, his combat effectiveness will not be affected. Because of this, with the cooperation of him and Buck, there was no accident at all, and they easily killed two gun crew members each.

Without hesitation, let alone discussion, Wei Ran and Buck immediately rushed down the slope, while Timov turned back with the machine gun and set it up on the top of the slope, guarding against the enemy who might catch up at any time.

They ran all the way to the edge of the clearing halfway up the mountain. Before the two Weirans had time to blow up the mortars or lay mines, the sound of machine gun fire could be heard on the hillside! "Go pick up the captain!"

While Buck was speaking, he had already picked up a group of mortars and threw them into the cargo compartment of a half-track motorcycle and signaled the guardsmen to drive away.

Seeing this, Wei Ran didn't have time to ask any more questions. He immediately jumped into the driver's seat and turned around and drove up the slope as fast as possible. After picking up Timov, he circled down and picked up Buck.

Just like this, Buck had loaded another set of mortars into the cargo bed of another vehicle, jammed the accelerator with the shells, and allowed it to ride freely amidst the roar of the engine.

Opened out.

"Run along the ruts"

Buck casually pointed in the direction and reminded, and at the same time, he quickly jumped onto the back seat. By the way, he did not forget to hand a pair of boots that had been taken off the corpse's feet to Timov, "Put them on, Bi

Our boots are much warmer."

Hearing this, Wei Ran did not dare to delay, and immediately turned the handlebars, followed the remaining ruts on the ground, and accelerated away from here. Timov also pulled out a rk2 fighting knife, cut off the shoelaces, kicked off his thin boots, and put on

He picked up the German boots that Buck had picked up for him.

After driving along the ruts for less than ten minutes, after bypassing a mountain col, Timov, who was holding a map with Buck in the back seat, turned around and said, "Victor, go to the right, it will be two kilometers at most."

There is a river. If we walk along that river, we will be back at the camp soon."

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately turned the handlebars. However, before he could drive a hundred or ten meters, a concrete fortress without any disguise suddenly appeared in front of him!

Almost subconsciously, he turned the handlebars in a circle, stepped on the accelerator and raised the speed to the highest speed.

Timov and Buck, who were sitting back-to-back with him and were about to say something, obviously also noticed the terrifying bunker, and they reacted very quickly, taking off their American helmets and buckling them on their stomachs to use the map.

Cover it!

"Gun, submachine gun!" Wei Ran reminded the two people behind him while stuffing his own submachine gun into the gap behind his calf and turning his cloak in a circle.

"How come there is a German firepower fortress here!" As Buck spoke, he had already hidden his submachine gun behind his back.

In the gap in the back.

Timov's reaction was equally slow. Not only did he hide his submachine gun, he also took out a blanket from his backpack and hurriedly covered his and Buck's upper bodies.

"Where are you going now?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice, while speeding up again.

"On the right" Timov gave a direction farther and farther away from the camp.

Before he could ask what was on the right side of the map, Wei Ran rushed out on his motorcycle risking his life.

Perhaps it was because they were too far away to see clearly, or perhaps because they firmly believed that the Americans would not be able to reach here for a while. Of course, it could also be just because they were riding a half-track motorcycle. In short, until the concrete fortress behind them

Completely blocked by thick pine trees, no one fired a shot at them.

"There is a river ahead," Weiran reminded as he slightly lowered his speed.

"What? There is a river?" Timov said with surprise in his tone. He opened the map again and looked at it, "Why is it not shown on the map?"

"Are you looking at the wrong place?" Buck took the map, knelt on the seat, and laid the map on the hood of the engine. At the same time, Timov also signaled for the engine to stop temporarily.

"The circled position is our camp. I just marked it before setting off today."

Timov reminded Buck, taking out a biscuit from his bag, tearing it open and taking a bite, "That line is the route we have been taking."

"Really not..."

"boom!"

Amidst the crisp gunfire, Buck, who was kneeling on the seat with his butt stuck out, immediately let out a scream and covered the shot butt with his hand!

"Sniper!" Timov reacted very quickly and picked up the machine gun mounted on the cargo bed, pointed it behind him and pulled the trigger, "Victor! Get out of here!"

Without any reminder, Wei Ran stepped on the accelerator as quickly as the gunfire rang out, and at the same time, he did not forget to swing the car left and right, firstly to avoid the sniper behind him, and secondly to avoid the tall pine trees around him.

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"Which direction are you driving in?" Weiran asked as he shifted gears and accelerated again and again. "Whatever!" Buck responded instead of Timov.

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran immediately drove downstream along the river, using the surrounding terrain to block the sight of the snipers behind him.

"Timov!" Wei Ran called the other person's name and at the same time reached out and took out a morphine from the medical bag and handed it over.

"Let me see your injuries!" Timov quickly asked Buck beside him. "You can't die!"

Buck slightly moved his buttocks that had been shot in the direction of Timov, allowing him to insert disposable injections around the wound.

Throwing the used morphine injection into the nearby river, Timov's eyes lit up, "Victor! Drive faster! Also, take off our helmets and clothes and throw them into the river!"

"What are you going to do?" Buck turned and asked. "I can speak German."

Timov patted Wei Ran on the shoulder and asked deliberately in German, "What about you? How is your German?"

"No one should be able to hear it."

Wei Ran responded in German, and at the same time he bent down and pulled out the M3 submachine gun hidden behind his calf and threw it directly into the river, "You want to pretend to be German?"

"At least he can survive." Before Timov could finish his words, he had already thrown his and Buck's helmets into the river.

"What are you talking about?" Buck asked, covering his butt where he was shot. "I don't speak German."

"Then just pretend to be dumb."

While Timov was talking, he took off his shirt, rolled it up with his submachine gun and threw it into the river.

Seeing this, Buck could only signal Wei Ran to slow down slightly, then took off his shirt, wrapped the Garand rifle he picked up and his own submachine gun and threw them into the river.

The three people riding in the same car lost their way along the way. When Wei Ran decided to continue walking along a tributary stream that branched off from this and the river, the three of them except the captured machine guns, G43 rifles and a few landmines.

In addition, the only weapon and equipment left was the 19

11 pistol, as well as Timov's fighting knife hidden in his boot.

In addition to weapons, what they left behind were their respective water bottles, compressed biscuits packed into one bag, and cans captured by the U.S. Army. Of course, there were also blankets and sleeping bags they wore on their bodies, as well as sanitary cigarettes draped on their bodies.

Soviet army cloak.

After driving for more than ten minutes while crushing and sucking, Weiran stopped the car and said, "Buck, lie down on the hood, I'm going to help you suture the wound."

"You...be gentle and remember to call me first..."

"Why are you talking so much? Have you forgotten that you are already mute?"

As he spoke, Wei Ran pushed the pale-faced Buck to lie on the hood, roughly tore off the clothes near the wound, and gave him a shot of morphine.

When Timov saw this, he grinned. He wisely picked up the G43 rifle captured by Wei Ran and moved it closer to the distance. He hid it behind a tree. He didn't need to look at Wei Ran's men, but he could also monitor behind him to avoid being touched by the enemy.

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Beside the motorcycle, Wei Ran waited for a moment, then inserted the hemostatic forceps into the wound and pulled out a bullet that was still stuck in the bone.

Buck was lucky. The bullet hit the thickest part of his body. Although the shot broke his thigh bone, luckily the bleeding was not serious. So even though Wei Ran could only use one hand,

With Buck's own help, he was able to manage the wound.

He found a place to bury all the blood-stained clothes. Before setting off, Wei Ran gave himself and Buck an injection of anti-inflammatory drugs and half an analgesic dose of morphine. Then he called Timov down to help and put on Buck.

He bought a duck down sleeping bag and fixed it to the engine cover of the half-track motorcycle with a blanket.

"Which direction are you going?" Wei Ran asked before getting into the driver's seat of the motorcycle.

"Let's move on." Timov put away the compass and said after hesitating for a moment, "At least we have to get out of this forest first."
Chapter completed!