To carry water, there are only 20-liter oil drums with an unlimited supply.

But the Army doesn't have it, but that doesn't mean the Air Force doesn't have it.

This kind of water bottle is very similar in shape to traditional German milk bottles. It is made of heavy aluminum casting process. It was produced in Germany, which is extremely short of aluminum ore, specifically to solve the drinking water problem of pilots. It is a "luxury" in a sense.

Taste".

The one with a capacity of 10 liters like the one in Phil's hand is just one of them, and there is a smaller one with a capacity of 5 liters. The difference in capacity is just that it is used in bombers with different ranges and crew sizes.

While muttering in his mind that Fatty Ge was biased, he slowly lit the oil stove. Phil immediately placed an aluminum pot on it and filled it with water.

It was only then that Wei Ran patted his forehead as if he had just remembered, and shouted in a pretentious manner with an old London accent, "Oh~! God! I almost forgot! There is an injured person outside!"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Upon hearing this, Phil immediately ran to the ladder, and Wei Ran also explained in German in frustration, and then climbed out.

When he arrived on the deck, Phil had already climbed down the ladder on the deck and tied the rope to Spear, who was also wearing a diving suit.

Seeing Wei Ran come out, he immediately shouted, "Victor! Drag him up quickly! In addition, Connor's body is here too! They found Connor!"

"That man has weapons on him!"

Wei Ran shouted, "It was his wife who said the injured man found the weapon from Connor's body!"

"Hold on!"

Upon hearing this, Phil immediately groped around on Spear's body, and then found an Enfield revolver from the sandwich between his respirator and the belly of the rubber diving suit, and threw it into the sea without even looking at it.

With the cooperation of Wei Ran and Phil, the unconscious Spear was the first to be dragged onto the deck.

Still first pulling out the diving knife on the opponent's arm and removing the waterproof straps on his hands and feet, Wei Ran couldn't help but feel happy when he unzipped the back zipper of Spear's diving suit.

The wound on this guy's arm had only been bandaged in an extremely amateurish manner. At this time, the entire thermal shirt under the armpit was stained red with blood, and his face was extremely pale.

In fact, if it weren't for the waterproof strap of the diving suit on his injured arm being tied tightly enough, his blood might have dried up.

Especially after he cut off his straps and took off his diving suit, after a moment's pause, dark red blood began to flow out of his wound again.

It hurt the vein...

Wei Ran muttered unhurriedly, picked up a piece of gauze stained with blood, and slowly tied it up to stop the bleeding. Then he checked the other person's body very carefully until he was sure that his

There were no potential dangers on his body, so he was roughly sent into the buoy with a rope.

After all his delay, Phil had already climbed onto the buoy carrying Connor's body. The body was generally still intact, including the flight suit and broken parachute, but his legs were obviously broken.

Already.

"Leave him on the deck too."

Wei Ran did not rush to rescue Spear, but instead helped Phil drag Connor's body onto the deck first.

Of course he's not in a hurry, let alone being anxious. He just didn't make up for Spear, the unscrupulous guy who gave birth to a child without an asshole, and that's already considered him respecting history.

"What happened to that man?" Phil asked while helping to fix Connor's body.

“Currently alive”

After Wei Ran finished speaking, he found that Phil climbed the ladder and left the deck again, and not long after, he picked up a canvas bag that Wei Ran had seen.

Isn't this bulging canvas bag the one that Spear hid under the pier of Castle Philip? Why is it still bulging?

Just when Wei Ran was confused, Phil had already opened the zipper of the backpack, and then the two of them discovered that in addition to a few German canned meats, a few British kettles, and boxes of chocolates wrapped in sleeves,

There were also rolls of clothes wrapped in condoms, and two sets of British army lunch boxes that were also waterproofed with condoms.

"To be fair, shall we check with Mr. Julian later?"

Phil rushed before Wei Ran reached out and suggested frankly, "Ensuring fairness is the most basic condition for us to live in peace for the time being."

"You are right, I completely agree."

Wei Ran nodded happily, and after carefully fixing Connor's body to the railing with a belt, he said, "Okay, it's time to go down and see the other person."

"Why is this buoy so busy..." Phil muttered strangely.

"This is a hotel on the sea," Wei Ran said in a joking tone, "As a hotel, of course there are often tourists coming and going."

“I can’t fault anything.”

After Phil finished speaking, he climbed up the ladder and quickly slid into the buoy, and then caught the canvas bag dropped by Wei Ran.

When Wei Ran slowly closed the cabin door and came down, he found that Julian had already sat up. He was holding the covered aluminum pot for boiling water with his hands to heat it, so as not to cause trouble due to the buoy.

It was shaken and knocked over. Of course, the three cigars originally held in his hand were finally placed in an aluminum water glass.

"Victor, come here and help. This guy's injuries are as serious as Mr. Julian's." Phil knelt on one knee beside Spear and said while checking his injuries.

"Not urgent"

Wei Ran, who deliberately delayed the time, reminded, "Phil, as you just said, fairness is the basic condition for us to be able to live in peace with Mr. Julian for the time being, so let's check this package first. If there is any

Weapons, in order not to destroy our current peace, it is better to throw them out as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, he translated the sentence into German and added some irrelevant rhetoric. The purpose was to waste every second. After all, who doesn't know that historians all have grudges?

You must be careful and pay back.

"I almost forgot about this"

Phil said, picked up the canvas bag and walked to Julian's side. While explaining the purpose of him and Wei Ran, he opened and inspected the clothes rolls, lunch boxes, etc. wrapped in condoms one by one.

.

Compared with Phil and Julian, who were attracted by the valuables hidden in one of the boots and the Browning pistol in the other boot, Wei Ran's eyes flashed.

A silky chill.

There is no shortage of everything from underwear to socks, gloves to sweaters in these clothes, but these clothes are all men's models. In other words, Spear, a selfish man who suffered a thousand cuts, never gave Heidi anything from the beginning.

Prepare clothes!

When Phil, who deliberately took off only his underwear, threw the pistol and the diving knife in Wei Ran's hand into the sea outside the buoy, Wei Ran also declined Julian's preparation on behalf of Phil and Spear.

With the kindness of giving up the "German bed", Spear's treatment began on the floor.

"I'm afraid his arm is necrotic," Phil said with a frown, "Of course, I'm not sure, this is just my guess."

"At least try to sew the blood vessels and flesh first."

Wei Ran said without any psychological pressure, "Amputation surgery consumes too many medicines, and the environment here does not have the conditions for amputation surgery."

"Right"

Phil nodded in agreement, moved the bedside table that was originally used as the "border line", put Spear's injured arm on it, and tied it with a rope.

With everything ready, Wei Ran, with the help of Phil, used thick needles and large threads to help Spear sew up the blood vessels and muscles.

Leaving the work of suturing the epithelial tissue and bandaging the wound to Phil, Wei Ran stood up and walked to Julian's side, took the aluminum cooking pot from the other man's hand, and carefully poured boiling water into the four

The individual kettle with a thermal insulation felt cover was then filled with the slightly larger medical kettle.

He stuffed the five kettles that began to release heat into Heidi's chest, lower abdomen, feet, and neck, and covered her with a blanket again. Wei Ran grabbed a handful of square bottles from a British army lunch box belonging to Spear.

I threw the sugar into the pot, then added some water to it, and patiently simmered the sugar water that could not only increase the core temperature but also replenish energy. At the same time, I also secretly wondered if there would be another kindhearted chain later.

The dog jumped out.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but start to wonder whether Vanessa had arrived in Spain safely.

"What are you thinking about?" Julian asked in German, sitting by the bed.

"I?"

Wei Ran came back to his senses, raised his finger and pointed at Spear, and answered the question without reservation, "That man is a Jew, and he is not very good to his wife.

And you, Mr. Julian, you are a German. When he wakes up, it is difficult to guarantee whether he will target you or even attack you."

"How do you know?" Julian asked noncommittally, but did not define what "know" in the question meant.

"When I was checking his body for other wounds, I noticed that his dick had been cut."

Wei Ran replied nonchalantly, "There is also his hair, which is artificially dyed blond. Of course, there is also the color of his pupils and the size of his nose. Aren't these all Jewish symbols prescribed by you?"

"I even suspected you were German."

Julian smiled and continued to ask, "Victor, why did you just say that he was not very nice to his wife?"

"Look at those clothes"

Wei Ran stirred the sugar water in the pot with a spoon and raised his chin towards the things that were placed on Julian's bed. "A couple is fleeing but only prepares a set of men's clothes. Is this good for the wife?"

"

"You observe so carefully"

Julian's admiring tone was mixed with some well-hidden arrogance, "Victor, you are a better bomber captain than me. Of course, the premise is that we fly the same bomber."

"There is no war when there is fairness"

Wei Ran smiled and said, "Although your German bombers are indeed somewhat inferior, it is not the fault of the pilots."

"Are our bombers bad?"
To be continued...