Chapter 989: Nothing Found in the Notes of a War Photographer

Amidst the sharp whistle, the sailors on the deck quickly rushed towards the engine room with thick smoke. The guard looked at the sailor moose who was still loading cannonballs, then looked at the main gun that was still firing, gritted his teeth, turned around and ran back.

Next to the shell conveyor, Moose continued to supply vital shells to the main gun.

Moose asked loudly. Wei Ran stuffed the shell into it,

Before he could finish his words, another loud noise and tremor from the explosion spread along the hull to his feet and then into his ears, almost causing him to throw out the cannonball he had just picked up!

But even so, the destroyer still did not stop her pace, and the few 127mm main guns on the fore and aft decks also did not stop, as if the rate of fire had accelerated a lot! In fact, even the 127mm main guns on the front and rear decks did not stop.

He had forgotten all the plans and preparations he had made before coming here. It was as if there were roots growing under his feet, firmly rooted here, and he followed Sailor Moose and continued to work hard to supply cannonballs!

There was another loud noise, and in the tremor, Wei Ran was keenly aware that one of the main guns seemed to have stopped firing!

Before he could react, two more shells hit the destroyer, but these two hits were extremely close to him, so close that he even felt himself being lifted up by the impact, feeling that he and

The main gun that Moose was in charge of was because of the fire that ignited after being hit and the screams of the gunner in the turret!

But immediately after, his vision went dark and he fainted.

When he woke up again, he found that the moose was carrying him, holding on to the wall with one hand, moving towards the stern of the ship with difficulty. While walking, he even smelled the characteristic smell of burnt protein from the other person's body.

the taste of!

He patted the other party's back with difficulty, and the other party put him down while breathing heavily, and then he sat down against the wall with a groan.

At this time, the moose had torn off his mask, took off his body armor, and even his helmet and goggles were nowhere to be found.

This also allowed Wei Ran to see the other person's appearance at a glance, but what surprised him was that the sailor nicknamed Moose was not the Indian soldier he was looking for at all! It can even be said that apart from his skin color, he was not even as good as him.

Like an Indian!

In addition to this unexpected situation, Wei Ran also noticed the large burns and blisters on the opponent's arms and chest!

Wei Ran came back to his senses and asked loudly. As he spoke, he also put the other party on his shoulders.

The moose shouted in his rich voice,

Wei Ran carried the opponent on his back and walked to the room at the stern of the ship while distractedly glancing at the watch on his wrist whose dial had been smashed and stopped moving. Moose shouted in response, "The No. 52 main gun is on fire, gunner."

Burned to death! Now our ship has stopped moving, the power supply is interrupted, and the bridge seems to be destroyed! Now only the No. 54 main gun is still firing! "

While Wei Ran looked at the surrounding sea conditions, he prayed that the incoming shells would avoid him, and at the same time, he was still concerned about the other party's situation.

Moose responded loudly. Wei Ran shouted and asked the doubts in his heart.

Moose asked bluntly.

Before Wei Ran could respond, a cannonball hit the bow of the ship. Wei Ran's feet trembled and he almost fell to the ground.

After regaining his balance, Wei Ran shouted in response.

Moose shouted in response, "My white father is a prisoner, and my black grandfather is also a prisoner! The only difference is that my grandfather was beaten to death, and my mother was also thrown away shortly after she was born."

Entered a black orphanage.

But my father didn’t even pay alimony! And when I was 18, my mother personally sent me to the military recruitment office to ask me to serve the country!”

Wei Ran responded loudly.

Another cannonball hit the sea not far from the destroyer, and the spray splashed over the two people.

The moose pointed at the man directing the battle in the distance and said,

Before Wei Ran could respond, a sailor shouted and waved to him.

The moose patted Wei Ran on the back to signal him to put him down.

Wei Ran asked after putting the other party down.

Before Moose finished speaking, he discovered that Wei Ran was holding his calf between his legs, and he grabbed his soles with both hands and pulled hard.

In a crisp sound that was covered up by the waves and the sound of artillery, Sailor Moose's eyes widened instantly.

But before he could scream because of the pain, Wei Ran took off the bottle filled with beer from his waist and handed it to him.

The moose subconsciously took the kettle and watched helplessly as Wei Ran took out a small camera from his bag and clicked the shutter on him, then ran towards the wounded not far away.

Subconsciously, he moved his ankle, which had no strength at all, and a look of surprise appeared on the moose's face.

Soon, he stood up holding on to the wall, hung the kettle given to him by Wei Ran on his waist, and then looked at Captain Evans who was still directing the battle in the distance. After a moment of hesitation, the moose bit

Gritting his teeth, he turned around and ran towards the bow of the ship.

At the same time, after Wei Ran treated the wound of a wounded man, he also took out the camera and, amid the flying gunfire, took pictures of Captain Evans and the deputy captain beside him, Captain Sterling, in the distance.

Each took a photo.

At this time, he was not even in a hurry to rescue the wounded, and even ignored the shells fired by the surrounding beasts that seemed to be hunting. Instead, he risked climbing to a higher position, using the wide-angle lens to capture the wounded on the ship.

I took a group photo with the busy sailors and the No. 54 gun position that was still firing.

Almost not long after he returned to the deck, the remaining No. 54 main gun was completely silenced by the explosion. This brave destroyer also began to tilt from the bow position, but at this time, the sailors on the ship were no longer

A weapon that can be used to fight back.

Finally, with a whistle blowing in the distance, Captain Evans gave the order to abandon ship in a hoarse voice. The surviving sailors around him also lowered the life rafts and traffic boats as quickly as possible while cursing.

The injured sailors, with everyone's help, followed the navy's tradition and enjoyed absolute priority to board the life rafts.

In the orderly busyness, life rafts were thrown to the sea one after another, and the injured climbed onto the life rafts safely with the help of everyone.

Soon, a transport boat large enough to carry 25 members was launched, and more sailors began to leave the destroyer, which had completed its combat mission.

However, as the hull tilted more and more, another traffic boat on the side of the forward chimney got stuck on the hanger due to the angle. Several sailors were busy trying to find a way to lower the traffic boat.

On the stern deck of the ship, only the captain and deputy captain were left, a handsome-looking gunnery chief who was only slightly injured, and Wei Ran, who had been holding a camera.

A little further on the sea, a Japanese warship flying the meatball flag also cautiously approached. It got closer to observe the sinking warship.

Evans, who had just been staring at the battle flag on the bridge, turned to look at Wei Ran.

Weiran

As he spoke, he pointed to the other person’s hastily bandaged left hand.

Captain Evans, who had a mustache, showed a gentle smile, and then looked at the handsome gunnery commander.

The deputy captain and the hesitant gunnery commander straightened their chests and shouted in response. The latter glanced at Captain Evans with a complicated expression, turned around and ran not far away, still trying to put down

The sailors of the traffic boat greeted them and left the destroyer along the rope ladder network hanging down into the sea.

At the same time, Wei Ran also opened the medical bag, but before he could take out the few remaining medicines, the deputy captain asked loudly,

Wei Ran responded loudly to the other party's inquiry.

While speaking, the deputy captain, Captain Sterling, walked to the edge of the severely tilted deck. Together with Captain Evans, they moved towards the life rafts on the sea, towards the wounded, towards the approaching enemy ship to observe the enemy ship, and finally made a move.

A military salute.

Behind them, Wei Ran also sighed and pressed the shutter towards them.

After Captain Evans finished speaking, he and his deputy captain walked along the sloping deck toward the bridge, which was almost sinking into the water.

Wei Ran shouted out the opponent's nickname. Captain Evans responded with a smile. Wei Ran grabbed the handrail at the edge of the deck and asked in a high voice.

Evans waved his uninjured right hand towards the guard, and then was blocked by the turret that was still smoking.

At this moment, the destroyer made a frightening creaking noise, and the stern of the ship suddenly lifted upwards, and then began to roll over.

camera!

Wei Ran panicked, and used his hands and feet to hold the handrail at the edge of the deck, then took out his camera bag and stuffed the camera that had already completed today's mission into it, and then immediately put it back into the metal book.

Wei Ran climbed over the handrail with difficulty, glanced at the oily sea surface, took off the heavy bulletproof suit as quickly as possible and threw it down. Before the bulletproof vest landed, he held the gas mask bag with the basketball in his arms.

Jumped down!

The heavy body armor first broke out white waves on the sea. On the contrary, before the fire bombs touched the sea, the enemy ship in the distance that came to observe up close opened fire again!

Amidst the rumbling gunfire, huge breaches were opened one after another at the bow and middle waterlines of the destroyer USS Johnston, and surging seawater poured into the cabin along the breaches. At the same time, the destroyer Johnston also burst into flames.

Time jumped into the sea.

Thanks to the buoyancy provided by the basketball in his bag, Wei Ran finally resurfaced and saw the enemy ship sailing away in the distance, as well as those struggling to row the life raft away from the sinking John

Sailors of the destroyer USS Stone.

However, he was ignored because of the artillery fire from the Japanese warship, or in other words, no one noticed him at all!

Finally, he looked back at the USS Johnston, which was still sinking slowly. Wei Ran could no longer care about anything else. He held the basketball in his bag and tried his best to stay away from Johnston with his poor buoyancy.

destroyer to avoid being swallowed into the bottomless sea.

As for the captain and the Indian axe, in comparison, he just wants to survive now!

At this time, on the sea outside Samar Island, dark clouds drew the curtain on the ended naval battle. The oily sea surface gradually broke under the pounding of raindrops, and then turned into surging waves.

In the smoke that has not yet dissipated, under the distant gaze of a Japanese destroyer, the Johnston was gradually swallowed by the deep blue sea. Around it, the survivors on the life rafts, including steel helmets, were using their helmets in the rain.

Everything was paddling hard, trying to get as far away from the whirlpool behind them as possible.

Wei Yan, who was closer to the Johnston than these life rafts, had already lost his helmet and was repenting of his greed.
To be continued...