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Chapter 988 Moose and Rat(2/2)

Both sides can't see each other's appearance at all.

"I heard that you are an Indian?" Wei Ran asked loudly while treating the wound on the thigh of the wounded man he was holding down.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Who did you listen to?" Sailor Moose, who was holding the wounded man down with one hand, asked loudly.

"Your skin color!" As Wei Ran spoke, he reached out and pulled out a metal fragment embedded in the wound, "The great chief also has the same skin color."

"You don't look like a Negro either!" shouted the moose. "It's even lighter than mine!"

"I'm Asian!" Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already covered the wound with a packet of sulfa powder.

"Your Asian brothers are firing at us with artillery!" Moose pointed in the direction of the main gun behind him.

"Those are not our brothers," Wei Ran shouted while bandaging his wounds, "They are Wendigos!"

"You actually know Wendigo?!" Moose responded to Wei Ran while lifting the wounded man up by his waistband.

"Man-eating Wendigo!" Wei Ran responded loudly, and at the same time confirmed that the other party was most likely Tatanka's father.

"Then let us kill the Wendigo!" Before the moose finished speaking, he had already carried the wounded man and ran towards the cabin.

Taking out his camera, Wei Ran took a photo of the back of Popeye, the man with amazing arm strength, in the rain. Then he wrapped the camera in a hood and stuffed it into the mask bag again.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to treat the wounded, Wei Ran was able to roam around most of the destroyer's locations. While he was busy, several other ships appeared around the destroyer.

Even without a telescope, those who had seen the satellites in advance knew clearly that they were Hall, Hermann and Roberts.

The only difference between them is that the destroyer USS Johnston in the back of the ship no longer has torpedoes. What it has to do next is to risk its life to provide fire support!

Amidst the thick smoke and rain, this destroyer, whose speed was far slower than before, was creating a thick fog that obscured the battlefield, while firing from time to time, dancing an Indian war dance like an assassin walking on the tip of a knife!

In her cabin, Wei Ran took advantage of the chaos and reached the officer's cabin located at the front of the first platform deck.

Although Wei Ran has not been to the sailor cabin of this destroyer, he can see that the living conditions here are undoubtedly much better than the sailor cabin. At least, it is far away from the noisy power cabin and there are fans. If there is no battle

You can undoubtedly have a good sleep here.

Listening to the sound of firefights outside, Wei Ran sneaked into a cabin, first glanced at the files on the desk, and then opened the drawer as quickly as possible to search.

Unfortunately, the only thing he used here, apart from a pair of toad mirrors, was a zippo lighter.

Hanging the toad mirror on his collar and stuffing it into his body armor, he put the lighter into his pants pocket, and Wei Ran turned around and opened the cabinet.

There are two unopened glass bottles of canned vegetables here, but these things are cumbersome to carry around, not even as useful as the box of razors that was carried in the pocket.

Quickly leaving this cabin, Wei Ran entered the next cabin. The only difference between the layout here and the previous one was that the double-layered iron frame bed became a three-layered one. However, he still did not find the crucial thing.

of tobacco.

Unwilling to give up, he continued walking from cabin to cabin. In addition to replacing the gas mask bag with a new one and discarding the almost crushed fried potatoes to avoid destroying the camera, he also put two pieces of butter in it.

Cans, a tube of toothpaste, two toothbrushes still in their packaging boxes, and an unknown basketball.

There was even a watch on his hand that was still moving.

He continued to search all the way down, and when he didn't even remember which cabin he entered, he finally saw a pipe inserted upside down in a pen holder on a desk.

He quickly opened the drawer and rummaged through it, and then opened the combination cabinet. A smile finally appeared on Wei Ran's face.

He finally found the cut tobacco he was looking for. It was a glass can with a capacity of at least one liter. Inside the can, there were packs of Bull Durham tobacco. In addition to tobacco, the can also contained even

There was also a pack of matches, a stack of cigarette papers, and a large roll of U.S. dollars.

Without hesitation at all, he immediately stuffed the can and bottle into an emptied medical bag, then turned around and ran out. But soon, he turned around again and looked at the boat with the captain's room sign not far away.

cabin!

Gritting his teeth, Wei Ran pushed the cabin door. Fortunately, this cabin was not locked.

However, when he walked into the cabin, he did not see the sailor bag that he thought would be here. There was no hammock at all in this single cabin, and there was not even the Indian that he thought was most likely to be there.

Not even a pipe or axe!

do not care!

Wei Ran, who had been listening carefully to what was going on outside, rolled up his sleeves and glanced at the time on the watch he picked up. He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran back.

It was already the critical 8:30. Wei Ran knew that the destroyer USS Johnston would soon face a new round of attacks, and before that, he had better get to the stern of the ship in advance!

However, almost at the same time he rushed out of the sergeant's cabin, he heard the shooter of the No. 52 main gun shouting through the loudspeaker that more shells were needed, but under the loudspeaker, the only person responsible for supplying ammunition was the one who had been there before.

The sailor moose we met once!

This strong man with a figure like a bodybuilder picked up the cannonballs that were placed upside down on the fuze setting conveyor time and time again, and stuffed them into the gun barrel again and again.

At this time, there was a scratch on his arm that was bleeding. Wei Ran even noticed that due to the pain and lack of physical strength, his movements were starting to go out of shape!

You can live with him!

Wei Ran struggled to find a reason to convince himself, and quickly ran over to take over the task of carrying the shells. At the same time, he shouted loudly, "Bandage the wound on your arm! Do you have any gauze?"

"have!"

The moose responded with a hoarse voice, took out a pack of sulfa from the first aid bag on his waist, tore it open and poured it randomly on the wound. Then he pulled out a roll of gauze and wrapped it in a few circles.

With the addition of Weifan, the frequency of firing of this main gun suddenly increased a lot.

"Boom boom boom!"

There were three more explosions in succession, and Wei Ran quickly ran up to the deck to follow the sound. At this time, fire and thick smoke were already coming out of the engine room, and even the sea surface was dyed red by the corpses thrown in! He
Chapter completed!
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