In the broken room where the post office was acting as a post office, Aaron, a photographer from the United States, was enjoying the lunch shared by Wei Ran and the other three while accepting his interview.

In Sage's self-report, he had several Spanish companions working for the post office, but after yesterday's battle, Sage was the only one who survived.

Correspondingly, Wei Ran, who was interviewed, seriously talked about the short, German-speaking unknown soldier who saved him, the veteran named Dylan, and the postman Clermont he met with Yu Yanlin, as well as Clermont's Coffee and his fiancée, and even his father-in-law Gerard.

Yu Yanlin also told the fellow townsman named Zhang that he met, and told him that he might have come to find him, but he had no idea that he had come from France to the child bride Chuncai from Madrid, Spain.

In addition, they also talked about the dead postmaster Viola and his husband Bruno, the tricolor flag preserved by Clermont, and the triangular stars that were pinned on the flag.

"I want to meet Comrade Clermont if I have the chance"

Aaron fiddled with his Leica camera and said, "I want to see the flag, take a picture of it, and I want to pin my star on that flag. Can anyone take me to find him?"

“You will have a chance”

Yu Yanlin said, "But we have just arrived here and we have to deliver a letter later, so I'm afraid there is no time to take you to find Clermont."

"Or you can also find him by yourself," Wei Ran said, "He is in the position in the forest park."

“I’ll go there”

Aaron said, "But my interview here is not over yet. Victor, Louis, and Sage, don't mind if I follow you as a postman for a few days, do you?"

"Of course I don't mind"

Wei Ran said with a smile, "It would be better if you could serve as a part of the postman's job."

"I'd love to play a role here," Aaron said immediately.

"It seems we have another helper."

Yu Yanlin said happily, "Since that's the case, should we go and deliver the letter?"

"It's really time to set off," Wei Ran said, "You can choose first, and leave the rest to me."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yanlin took away the stack of letters and a package that wrote the address in German, while Seji took away the stack of letters in French.

Seeing this, Aaron took away the letter and several packages that wrote down the address in English.

I put the rest together and looked at it. Some of them were written in Italian, some were written in Russian, and some were even languages ​​that he didn't know.

Fortunately, although these few letters cannot understand the address above, they can always guess the approximate unit through the numbers and some numbers above.

Without too much delay, Wei Ran followed everyone out of the post office, and rode out in a rough direction under the guidance of Seji.

This is not a hassle. Just find the barricade with soldiers stationed, ask yourself where the company you are looking for, which company it is, and then see if there are any packages or letters from them.

After running several barricades near the intersections, most of the letters in Wei Ran's hand were sent out.

Among these sent letters, a considerable number of the recipients have been killed, and their letters have been handed over to their comrades for collection. However, the remaining recipients have been sent to the battlefield hospital at this time.

Turning the front of the car, Wei Ran rode hard towards the direction of the battlefield hospital.

"Hi! Victor!" Halfway through the way, a voice stopped him in Russian.

"Joseph?"

Wei Ran recognized the other party before pinching the lock, "Do you want to go back to the hospital?"

“Yes”

Joseph said, already riding on the rear shelf of the bicycle, "How about giving me a ride?"

"I'm going to go to the hospital"

Wei Ran said as he stepped on the pedal again, and asked while riding towards the hospital, "How is your situation?"

"There are so many injuries, and the doctors are far from enough."

Joseph said worriedly, "And many people have not received enough training."

"Most of the volunteers who come here are not professional soldiers"

Wei Ran paused at this point, "Joseph, have you participated in the World War?"

“Accounted”

Joseph said with lingering fear, "I almost died in the poisonous gas of the Germans. I hope we will not be covered by the poisonous fog here again."

"It shouldn't"

Wei Ran replied ambiguously that the poisonous gas bombs do not work, but these "convergences" did not make the war less cruel.

"Victor, are you a postman?" Joseph asked after a different question, "I just saw you sending letters and packages to everyone."

“Yes”

Wei Ran nodded, "I was just pulled here, probably only one hour earlier than you."

"Are you going to the hospital to deliver a letter?" Joseph continued.

“Yes”

Wei Ran nodded again, "Many people have been sent to the hospital, I want to send the letter."

"Where is your postbox?" asked Joseph. "Can I send the letter through you?"

"certainly"

Wei Ran nodded naturally, raised his hand and pointed in a direction, "Along the intersection, there is a two-story building with a collapsed halfway. Its exterior wall has a battlefield post office written in Russian, which you can easily find."

After a few short chats, he also rode his car to the entrance of the battlefield hospital.

"I'll go and deliver the letter first"

Wei Ran took out a stack of letter paper and an envelope from the mailing bag and handed it to the other party, "If you want to send a letter, you can write it now, just wait and give it to me later."

"Thanks"

When Joseph heard this, he immediately took the letter paper and envelope and walked quickly towards a table next to the door.

Seeing this, Wei Ran also took out the letters and only two remaining packages that had not been sent, shouted the names on the envelopes, and delivered them one by one to the hands of the wounded.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! After walking around this battlefield hospital, Wei Ran still had the last few letters left in his hand, and the recipients of these letters were not treated.

After a lot of effort, he stuffed the letters into the corresponding corpses one by one. Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief, raised his camera and took a few photos proving that they had signed the letters, and then took them back and stuffed them into his bag.

Leaving the room where the bodies were stored and returning to the church serving as a treatment room, Wei Ran easily found Joseph who was performing surgery on the injured.

The two of them just looked at each other, and Wei Ran nodded, raised their camera and took a work photo of each other, and then turned around and left the church serving as the hospital.

He rode his car back to the broken house assigned to him and Yu Yanlin. At this time, neither Saiji, Yu Yanlin nor the American photographer Aaron did not come back. However, there was a basket of oranges on the table at some point.

He took one casually, and Wei Ran sat on the sofa by the fireplace and peeled it open and threw a few petals into his mouth. Then he took off the horse fur backpack that belonged to Viola from his shoulder and opened it and checked it carefully.

In the waterproof pocket of the backpack's flip, he found a photo and a letter belonging to Viola and Bruno.

In this intact photo protected by wood frames and glass, the couple each held a cat and took the photo with the snow-capped mountains in the distance as the background.

Before he could take a closer look, American photographer Aaron once again came in from the damaged area.

"Aaron, can't you go to the main entrance?" Wei Ran asked with laughter and cry while putting away the photo frame.

"I happened to be back from here"

Aaron got in and said, "Victor, I got the latest news."

"What's the latest news?" Wei Ran asked.

"The newly formed 12th International Brigade is coming."

Aaron said excitedly, "I just heard from a friend of Segi that he was responsible for driving trucks to transport supplies. He saw them outside the city."

"You are going to the 12th Brigade?" Wei Ran asked while retiring his backpack.

“I really plan to check it out”

Aaron sent an invitation at this time, "Victor, can you translate for me? I only know English and French, but I heard that the commander of the 12th Brigade was a Soviet, and..."

"I'm a postman"

Wei Ran expressed his attitude without giving the other party a chance to finish his speech, "It is my job to deliver letters."

"All right"

Aaron ended the topic very simply, and took out several letters from his bag and handed them over, "These were not sent out, they were all killed."

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Ran finally reached out to take the letters and stuffed them back into his bag.

“Where are you from the United States?”

Wei Ran took out the cigarette box and gave it to the other party and asked.

"Washington"

Aaron lit a cigarette and said, "Have you been to Washington?"

"I haven't been there before." Wei Ran shook his head.

"When the war is over, if you have the opportunity to go to the United States, you can visit my house." Aaron sent an invitation.

"Okay, I will go if I have the chance." Wei Ran nodded happily.

Before Aaron could say anything, Sage and Yu Yanlin walked in from outside one after another. They all had several letters that they could not send out, especially Yu Yanlin's hand, there was a package that could not be sent out.
To be continued...