“I need a driver”

Joseph took Wei Ran and the other two to walk to the next door and repeated, "One person died, and another person needs to be pushed out of the cab immediately by him and continue driving the car forward. This is related to whether the wounded in the cargo bucket can survive."

Having said that, Wei Ran and the other two also saw the car they needed to drive.

This is a Spa 33 truck produced by Fiat. The windshield in the cab is gone and thick door panels are tied to the door frames on both sides.

In addition to the door panels, there seemed to be a layer of wet cotton cloth inside on both sides of the truck. On the outermost door panel, there was a conspicuous red cross, and a conspicuous red slogan was written in Spanish - there were only wounded people here.

"It's this car"

Joseph said, "You need to drive this car out of the battlefield as fast as possible. By the way, can you drive?"

"Meet" Wei Ran and the other two responded at the same time.

"Give me the kids and set out," said Joseph. "I hope you all survive."

"Where are we going?" Wei Ran asked in Russian.

"I will give you directions."

Maria, who followed her, said, "I am also the driver of this car."

Before they could say anything, Maria had already reached the front of the car and started the car very skillfully.

The roar of the truck engine was like a signal. Suddenly, the seriously injured people in the corridor were carried out and sent into the truck under the command of Joseph.

Out of some tacit understanding, all the elderly wounded were sitting at the outermost point, using their already disabled bodies as the bulletproof board.

The young ones sat in the middle with their insistence, while little guys like Manu and Paz sat in the relatively safest middle position, and lay down on their side, and were protected by the wounded around them with their bodies.

“Let’s go”

Joseph returned the backpack that he originally had for a baby to Wei Ran, stood at the rear of the car and raised his hand to salute, "For you and us freedom."

Also raising his hand to return the greeting, Wei Ran and the other two ran to the passenger seat and opened the door.

"Let me do it first." Yu Yanlin was the first to get in before he finished speaking.

"If you die, I will push you out," Aaron said, and followed him in.

"Brother Wei, please help me with this."

However, while Maria beside him drove the car, Yu Yanlin took out a pendant from his neck and handed it to Wei Ran.

After taking the pendant with the other person's body temperature, Wei Ran also recognized it. This was the carp-like mutton fat jade pendant he saw in later generations.

"What is this?" Wei Ran asked deliberately by holding the pendant.

"Chuncai used the jade plaque my mother gave her as material to find a master to carve it."

Yu Yanlin said freely, "It is our love token. Brother Wei, if I die, please send this pendant back to me. My letter is in my arms."

"good"

Wei Ran said that with the cover of his backpack, he had already taken out the British kettle, unscrewed the lid, and stuffed the carp pendant in it.

He had just put away the kettle, and Maria was already driving the truck and started speeding up.

At the same time, gunfire sounds were heard from the buildings on both sides, and Maria, who was in charge of driving, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Amid the gunshots, the roar of the engine and the exclamations and cries in the truck, the truck was almost rushing forward in the darkness on the messy streets.

"Sing a song!" Maria shouted and suggested.

"Get up, the hungry and cold slave—!" Yu Yanlin started singing in his mother tongue.

"Get up, the suffering people all over the world--!" Just as Wei Ran touched the piano and started to accompaniment, Aaron also started singing in American English.

"The blood is full of passion, and we must fight for the truth-!" Maria also sang the third sentence in his native Spanish.

Amid the sound of gunfire, the roar of the engine, and the accompaniment of the harmonica, the wounded in the cargo bucket also sang the same song in their respective native languages.

There are French, British English, Italian and German, Russian, Greek and even Arabic, and other languages ​​that Weiran can understand or cannot understand.

"Bang!"

With another gunshot coming from the side, a blood mist exploded from Maria's neck, and her originally spoken song in Spanish came to an abrupt end at any time.

But Wei Ran did not stop playing the harmonica. He watched Yu Yanlin grab the steering wheel as fast as possible, watched Aaron use his best efforts to pull Maria, who should have thrown out, and then watched Aaron and Maria exchange positions with blood.

Carefully took off the necklace between Maria's neck, Aaron pulled off the triangle star at her neckline, and then handed it to Wei Ran.

The latter was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and took the bloody relics and put them in his pocket, but he still did not stop playing the harmonica - that was the only one he could help.

Amid the increasingly fierce gunfire, the chorus behind him was mixed with a string of screams. Yu Yanlin also tried hard to keep lifting the car speed in the screams.

Finally, after driving his car and knocking out a fire-catching horse, he finally left the fire-fighting block, and turned around in the pursuit of bullets and headed to the battlefield hospital near the command post.

"We survived," Yu Yanlin said with depression and excitement.

"Ahem..." Aaron, who opened his mouth and was about to say something, let out a series of coughs.

"Are you injured?" Wei Ran realized that something was wrong first.

Aaron shook his head with difficulty and held his camera with his hands, "Victor..."

"You said, I'm listening."

Wei Ran hurriedly put his ears over, "Yanlin, hurry up! Aaron is injured!"

"good!"

Yu Yanlin, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, increased the speed of the car again.

"I... haven't seen that flag yet..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Aaron said to Wei Ran's ear, "In my bag, there are... four... triangular stars, and... and... mine... don't go... what you said... on that flag... use my... camera... to take a picture of that flag... send it... to mom.

My partner...Neil...Mengioni, his ring, sent to...his wife..."

"I promise you"

Wei Ran shouted while searching for the wound, "I promise you that you have to persevere, we will arrive soon, we... Aaron? Aaron?"

"What's wrong with him?" Yu Yanlin asked loudly.

"He...he also sacrificed"

Wei Ran also found the wound at this time. A bullet passed through the shoulder bag in front of Aaron and the album in the shoulder bag, and finally hit the vicinity of his liver. He could not survive.

"Bang!" Yu Yanlin slapped the steering wheel hard.

"Let's go to Uncle Clermont's house later."

Wei Ran suggested, "See if he can help bury Aaron and Maria."

"Okay," Yu Yanlin responded and drove the car all the way to the battlefield hospital.

I hurriedly stopped the car without hesitation. There were already many nurses, doctors, civilians and soldiers around me, and carried off the bodies of the living wounded and the old soldiers who helped their companions block the bullets halfway.

"Victor! Louis! Why are you here?!"

Almost as the bodies of the wounded in the truck were carried away, a motorcycle was parked next to them. Immediately afterwards, Wei Ran and the others heard Clermont's surprise voice.

"Clermont?" Wei Ran and Yu Yanlin immediately heard each other's voice.

"That's right! It's me!"

Clermont said in surprise, but immediately afterwards he also noticed the blood stains on the two of them, "You..."

"Why are you here?" Yu Yanlin exclaimed.

“I’m working for the command post next to me”

Clermont said, "I just sent him to the operating room, you guys..."

"We're coming from the front line"

Yu Yanlin said, "Clermont, is that flag still there? That tricolor flag."

"exist!"

Clermont was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out the canvas bag containing the flag from his arms and took out the flag from it.

After so many days, there are a few more triangular stars on this flag, and the sentence "Fight for you and our freedom" written in several languages.

"One of our American friends failed to survive"

Wei Ran said, opening the bag that originally belonged to Aaron, and recounted his last wish while taking out the triangular stars.

"I have no comments"

Clermont said without thinking that he had already helped fix the triangular stars that were originally tied to the inside of the bag and the triangular stars that were originally tied to Aaron's neckline one by one to the flag.

“I have a few friends here.”

As he said that, he took out the triangular star left by Sage, the triangular star left by Dad Rios, the triangular star named Robin, and their more or less relics from his bag."

“I have some here too”

Yu Yanlin said, and took out small cloth rolls wrapped in red scarves from his bag and opened them one by one.

After some preparation, there were already 24 triangular stars on the flag at this time. This was a number that made Wei Ran feel uneasy - he didn't know who the remaining three would come from, but he hoped it wouldn't be Clermont and Yu Yanlin, and Joseph who had just met in a hurry.
To be continued...