When the sight returned to normal again, everything around him had changed into the layout of the library basement.

On the table directly in front of him, in addition to the metal book and the objects that brought him back to that period of history, there was also a note written by him - taking a few bottles of pickles back for dinner.

Wei Ran rubbed his face tiredly, and looked at the quill pen that was writing on the metal book. He couldn't wait to know who survived:

a fire that will not go out

Ed Abu Usha, on September 13, 1982, was buried under a collapsed floor while trying to rescue a trapped baby. Due to lack of rescue conditions, Edelweiss (Clara Holler) assisted him in committing suicide.

Rama Abu Usha was shot by Phalangist thugs on his way out of a refugee camp in the early morning of September 17, 1982, and died in the operating room of a Gaza hospital.

Hot air balloon (Hassan Hussein), a peripheral helper of Médecins Sans Frontières, assumed the identity of the Phalangist during the Beirut massacre and traveled many times inside and outside the refugee camp to assist refugees in their escape.

On the night of September 17, in order to cover the escape of his companions, he drove an ambulance and launched a suicide charge to attract attention. After jumping out of the car, he was arrested and brutally murdered.

Sewing machine (Céline Yaman) and cradle (Julia Shea), Médecins Sans Frontières, were shot and killed on the night of September 17, 1982 while rescuing refugees fleeing the refugee camp.

Umm Shahid, a PLO fighter, was unfortunately tortured and killed in the early morning of September 18, 1982, when he ventured back to a refugee camp to rescue his wife and deliver narcotics.

Bat (Joseph Shahid), a peripheral helper of Doctors Without Borders, assumed the identity of the Phalangist during the Beirut massacre and traveled inside and outside the refugee camp many times to assist refugees in their escape.

In the early morning of September 18, while protecting his uncle Umm Shahid, he was injured and later hid in a scrapped armored vehicle to protect war orphans.

At noon that day, with the help of Jewish freelance journalist Alan Varta (The Fly) and Médecins Sans Frontières Edelweiss (Clara Holler), they led the war orphans to evacuate the refugee camp in the evening of the same day, and took out the hot air balloon to take photos and negatives in total.

18 volumes.

Fly (Alan Varta), a Jewish freelance journalist and photographer, was hired by the Separatist military and the Falange to enter the refugee camp on September 18, 1982, and secretly helped bats and war orphans escape from the refugee camp.

Edelweiss (Clara Holler), a general practitioner from Médecins Sans Frontières, escaped from the refugee camp in the early morning of September 17, 1982, and led the refugees and war orphans to a Gaza hospital to seek asylum. Later, she met the organization's helper Bat.

That day, he led the war orphans and bats to the dock to meet freelance journalist Alan Varta, and hid in a container at the dock to avoid the war.

On the morning of the 18th, as a trainee reporter, I returned to the refugee camp with freelance journalist Alan Varta and secretly contacted Bat and others.

On the 20th, Edelweiss ended its humanitarian rescue mission and left Fencenen to return to Austria.

War orphans such as Hanwad Kani and Dalal Abbas, after escaping the massacre in Beirut, left on the 20th to live in Corsica, France with the bats.

On September 22, 1982, on the eve of his attempt to publish a hot-air balloon photo of the refugee camp tragedy, freelance journalist Alain Varta was assassinated and set on fire in his temporary office at the Beirut port.

On September 23, after learning the bad news, Bat urgently notified Edelweiss to cut off contact, and temporarily and secretly buried the sewing machine couple in Limassol, hiding the original negatives in the coffin.

On September 26, Bats was invaded by Armed Forces agents with guns at his home in Corsica. During the fierce battle, he killed and wounded 8 enemies, until he protected Hanwad and other war orphans from escaping through underground passages to the hot air balloon home next door.

Detonate the natural gas pipeline and die with the enemy.

On September 27, Hanwad and other war orphans were secretly picked up by their former comrades in bats and hot air balloons and brought to Sardinia, Italy, incognito.

In October of the same year, Edelweiss suffered from severe psychological trauma because she was unable to leave Beirut. Later, she suffered from mental disorder after learning the tragic news about freelance journalist Alan Varta and Bat, and the disappearance of Hanwad and other war orphans.

On December 17, 1982, inspired by the death of her grandfather in an avalanche while rescuing skiers, Edelweiss committed suicide by drinking a bullet on her family farm in Graz, Austria. She was survived by her adopted son Ed Holler.

"Bang!"

Wei Ran, who had already seen his eyes dazzled, punched the table hard, but the metal quill was not affected at all and continued to write the unfinished story:

In July 1992, Hanward Kani graduated with honors from the School of Medicine at the University of Vienna. In the same month, he returned to Palestine as Doctors Without Borders to carry out humanitarian relief, codenamed Sewing Machine.

In July 1993, Dalal Abbas graduated with honors from the University of Vienna School of Medicine. In the same month, he returned to Palestine as Doctors Without Borders to carry out humanitarian relief, codenamed Cradle.

In July 1998, Omar Salah, the landlord's son, graduated with honors from the University of Vienna Medical School. In the same month, he returned to Palestine as an international doctor to carry out humanitarian relief, codenamed Hot Air Balloon.

In July 2000, Suso Salah, the landlord's daughter, graduated with honors from the University of Vienna Medical School. In the same month, she returned to Palestine as an international doctor to carry out humanitarian relief, codenamed Bat.

In July 2007, Ed Holler was stationed in Gaza for long-term news reporting as a freelance reporter, codenamed Edelweiss.

On December 17 of the same year, Ed Holler accidentally met Hanward and others and recognized each other, and formed the Watch Alliance at the end of that month.

In January 2009, while conducting news reporting in the Gaza Strip, Ed Holler was killed in an Operation Cast Lead airstrike while helping war orphans, and his body was not found.

After writing this, the metal quill pen once again started a new line, first writing a string of detailed addresses in Limassol, Cyprus.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Then, it wrote a detailed address in Graz, Austria, a string of email addresses and satellite phone numbers on the second line.

What's quite special is that there is a ten-day countdown behind this string of addresses, and the contact's name is actually "Fly"!

This is...

Before Wei Ran, who clenched his fists, could react, the metal quill pen wrote at the end of the page, "We just want to ignite an unquenchable fire in that land where there is no tomorrow, and use that light to light up

In the dark night before dawn, wait for the daybreak to make that dry land full of holy and brave edelweiss."

Under Wei Ran's desperate gaze, the pale yellow page was turned to the back, and the metal quill pen was also under the red whirlpool, writing a text that made him tremble, "Continue to tell me about you."

Those stories on the battlefield."

Before he could reach out to the whirlpool, the red color of the whirlpool began to fade at the same time as the words were written, and eventually turned into a strong white color that made him subconsciously tighten his nerves, thinking that he would be sent to another historical fragment.

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Above this white vortex, there is also a countdown that also lasts for 10 days and is accurate to the second.

Looking at the quill that had completed its work and entered the sage's time, Wei Ran tried to touch the white vortex.

As expected, I can't reach my hand in, and naturally I can't take out the things inside.

It’s also ten days... Are you urging me to go to that address in Austria?

After thinking hard to no avail, Wei Ran, whose heart was filled with despair, turned the page forward and took out the photo negatives in the paper bag next to the photo.

It's a pity that even though he took all the films he had during that period of history, there are only a few negatives of photos taken with different people - not one of which contains him.

Irritably, he put away the metal notebook, took out his lighter and burned the sticky notes stuck on the table, greeted Beria, the dog who was guarding outside, and casually took two bottles of pickles and left the basement.

He locked the heavy explosion-proof door and lit a cigarette. Before Wei Ran could take the first puff of smoke into his lungs, he discovered that Mr. Apolly, the library's new security captain, was bringing his disciple, whose new name was Liu.

The moss girl from Bofu came over.

"Your rabbit rider guest left?"

Apolly smiled and said hello to Wei Ran, but before Wei Ran could speak, he frowned and said seriously in French, "Come with me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the DT30 transport truck that contained countless secrets. By the way, he changed into Russian and said, "Liubov, please wait here."

"Good teacher" Liu Bofu said respectfully.

Although he didn't know why the old guy suddenly changed his face, Wei Ran still handed the pickled cucumber in his hand to Liu Bov for help, and followed Apolly into the living cabin at the rear of the transport vehicle.

"Did you just kill someone?" April asked seriously before closing the door.

Wei Ran couldn't help but be startled and asked subconsciously, "Why do you ask that?"

"You smell like someone who has been killed," April snorted in disgust.

Hearing this, Wei Ran subconsciously put his sleeve under his nose and smelled it.

"Stop smelling it, it's your own smell." Apolly asked Wei Ran to sit down at the table, "Did you really kill someone?"

"of course not"

Wei Ran spread his hands and his temperament became much brighter, "I just went to the basement to get two bottles of pickles to eat for dinner."

"You should have talked to Gorman while he was alive."

April snorted and finally reminded, "Victor, you seem to have a very serious mental illness."

"Really?" Wei Ran smiled flatly, and his whole temperament gradually became calmer.

After a moment of silence, Apolly shook his head, stood up and said, "I'm old, maybe my eyesight is dazzled."

"Yeah..."

Wei Ran muttered again, then stood up and walked out while changing the topic, "What were you going to do just now?"

“Go to your house for dinner”

April patted the walkie-talkie hanging on his belt, stood at the door of the living cabin and replied, "It's April's invitation. What we're eating today seems to be Chinese dumplings. We're going to go there and help."

“It is true”

Seeing that the other party was not in a hurry to leave, Wei Ran simply stopped and sat down on the metal steps at the door of the living cabin. He took out the cigarette box and asked, "Would you like one?"

"certainly"

Apollie took the cigarette box, took out one, lit it, and put most of the remaining pack of cigarettes into his pocket.

"The rabbit rode the chef away?" Apolly asked the question again before Weiran had time to answer.

"left"

Wei Ran moved to the side and gave up half of his seat to the other party. After he sat down, he asked, "You seem to like rabbits and vegetables?"

“His cooking skills are really good”

Apolly said matter-of-factly, "If I didn't have time, I would even plan to learn cooking skills from him."

"You really should learn something"

Wei Ran couldn't help but grin, and raised his chin towards Liu Bofu, who was standing in the distance holding two cans of pickled cucumbers, "Are your students satisfied with you?"

"A very hard-working girl"

Apolly commented nonchalantly, "She might become a scientist in the future."

"Russian scientists?"

“It doesn’t matter”

Apolly obviously has his own standards of measurement, "It doesn't matter whether it's Russia or Ukraine, even your Chinese scientists are fine."

"As long as he's not an American scientist, right?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.

"Yes, as long as they are not American scientists."
To be continued...