"Let him use it first"

Before the squad leader finished speaking, he was already ready to tear open the waterproof packaging of the first aid kit.

Wei Ran shook his head helplessly, and snatched away the first aid kit. At the same time, he did not forget to ask, "Do you still have that bottle of wine?"

"have"

As the squad leader said, he also handed over the captured wine bottle from his arms.

After taking the wine bottle, Wei Ran stuffed both items into his pocket, "Let's go ahead and find a way to make a fire."

Hearing this, the squad leader nodded after hesitating for a moment, put on his backpack again, and walked in front again with his weapon and flashlight.

This time, in addition to carrying the unconscious Nahan on his back, Wei Ran also had a flashlight in his hand. Not only for the rest of the way, he was also paying attention to whether he could find anything along the way.

After walking along the narrow gap in the mountain for more than an hour, the terrain began to rise and the surface gradually became dry, so that finally there was enough floating soil to stir up smoke and dust, and to submerge the feet.

On this thick and soft floating soil, there are still traces of large and small footprints, as well as torches abandoned by predecessors.

He bent down and picked up a few torch heads and continued walking forward not far when Wei Ran stopped beside a dry boulder.

After putting down Nahan again, he helped the squad leader to untie the backpack, and then untied the two Type 56 semi-automatic rifles that were originally intended to be used to disguise themselves as aborigines. After clearing the bullets, he used a hatchet to remove the wooden guns.

It was chopped into pieces of wood.

Using the only wood, the torch he had just picked up, and some gunpowder from dismantling the bullets, he lit a small bonfire. Wei Ran took advantage of the knife squad leader to explore the way forward and took out the gun from the metal book.

British Army P44 kettle, pour the water inside into the 78 kettle set cup and set it on the campfire.

While waiting for the water to boil, he turned around and took off the soaked gauze from Nahan's feet and threw it into the cup. He also threw a few fruit candies that could increase the boiling point into the cup, and then immediately closed the metal lid.

Before he could boil the water, the knife squad leader also limped back and carried back a piece of dry wood that was as thick as a calf and nearly two meters long.

"The rock wall in front seemed to be showing signs of collapse. It was propped up with wood, and I removed it."

Before the squad leader finished speaking, he turned around and walked back. Not long after, he brought over another piece of wood and a plank of the same length.

"Go take a shower"

Wei Ran pointed to the loose soil not far away, "Wash your clothes by the way, and be careful not to dirty the wound. I will re-bandage it for you later."

Hearing this, the knife squad leader nodded, took off his already soaked clothes, carried them with his hands to the edge of the pile of loose soil, and started scrubbing.

Under the adsorption of these dry floating soils, his body gradually dried, and the clothes that were dripping with water also dried as he shook them again and again.

When he came back after wiping the dust off his body with a towel, Wei Ran was busy using a small piece of steamed gauze dipped in the seized vodka to wipe the skin near the wound on Nahan's feet.

Beside the bonfire, there are two dressing pads that have been steamed and sterilized and exude the aroma of fruit candies, as well as the gauze and triangle towel. They are being baked by the bonfire with bamboo strips removed from the bamboo basket.

By the time he wiped away the stains around Nahan's wound with alcohol, the two dressing pads and gauze, which were already small, were almost baked.

Seeing this, he immediately rewrapped the wound on Nahan's foot with these candy-scented dressings and gauze.

Finally, he used the outer packaging of the first aid kit to pad the upper and lower wounds and tied them tightly with a triangle towel. Wei Ran patted Nahan's face to wake him up, and drank the cup of "sugar water" that was not clean and filled with a slight smell of blood.

"Hand it over.

"Drink it while it's hot," Wei Ran said in a more difficult dialect, "it will warm your body up."

Hearing this, Nahan reached out and took the cup, sipping the rich and sweet sugar water in small sips.

"Squad leader, it's your turn." Wei Ran motioned to squad leader Dao and sat down next to the stone.

"You can think of a way," Squad Leader Dao said in a dumbfounded voice.

"I won't give them the best anymore."

Wei Ran muttered rather stubbornly, then took off the gauze on the opponent's leg that had also been wetted. Then he tore open the last first aid kit, dipped the small dressing pad inside in vodka and wiped the area around the wound carefully.

Then, the wound was bandaged and waterproofed again.

"What if someone is still planning to kill this little wolf cub this time?" Wei Ran asked as he took off his clothes.

"Then there's no way"

The squad leader pondered for a moment and then picked up a wooden stick with sparks. While helping Wei Ran burn the grasshoppers off his back, he whispered, "Let's hide all the weapons and equipment in this cave later, and then go to the cave overnight."

Go back."

"good"

Wei Ran, who was also holding a piece of wood, responded happily. After cleaning the locusts all over his body, he walked into the pile of floating soil with wet clothes and bare feet.

After some scrubbing, his whole body, especially his feet, became dry enough, and then he began to scrub the black clothes he had taken off the body.

At the same time, the squad leader also boiled the rainwater in the kettle, broke a piece of compressed biscuit, and made two portions of biscuit porridge, which did not taste very good.

Silently filling his stomach, Wei Ran used the squad leader's raincoat to wrap up the 884 radio station with the battery removed, his Bayi bar, the extra ammunition, even the kettle, the silent pistol and the reconnaissance dagger and buried them all.

He entered the floating soil in the corner of the rock wall and stuffed an 82-2 grenade at the bottom of the bag of weapons and equipment.

After everything was ready, the two of them stayed by the fire and slept briefly for an hour. Then they burned the maps on their bodies, put on the backpacks with the silent submachine guns on their backs, and put on bamboo hats.

Finally, the 861 command plane that squad leader Dao took away from Lu Yao was fixed at the bottom of the backpack. Wei Ran picked up Nahan, who was wrapped in a raincoat, and waited for the other party to cover the bonfire that was about to burn out with floating soil.

Taking steps again under the flashlight light.

At 7:54 in the evening, the two struggled to get out of the narrow hole that could only allow one person to pass sideways. At this time, the rain had stopped, and there was only a cool evening breeze outside, as well as various kinds of things caught in the evening breeze.

The chirping of insects.

After carefully walking through a dense bush and a banana forest, the two of them saw graves with monuments erected one after another.

Walking quietly through the cemetery, Squad Leader Dao slapped Nahan awake on Wei Ran's shoulder, first stuffed a fruit candy into his mouth, and then whispered, "Who are your mother's friends?"

"He is dead"

Nahan subconsciously held the candy in his mouth and said feebly, "The whole family is dead, just like my mother because of treason."

Hearing this, Squad Leader Dao looked around under the moonlight, pointed to a well in the distance and whispered, "I'll put you there, can you ask for help later?"

"good"

Nahan nodded reluctantly, and then said proactively, "I will never tell you anything until I die."

Gently patting the top of the child's head, the knife squad leader thought for a moment, took off his glory bomb from his neck and hung it around Nahan's neck, "If someone still kills you this time, we won't be able to help you much."

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"Who are you? What are your names?" Nahan asked feebly.

"Send him over." Squad Leader Dao did not answer the question, but just changed into Chinese and whispered to Wei Ran.

Obviously, Nahan, who did not understand Chinese, misunderstood this answer and repeated the sentence "send him over" over and over with difficulty, as if he wanted to carve this "name" into his mind.

Wei Ran didn't say much, he just carried him to the edge of the well, and helped him wrap his oversized raincoat tightly. Then he quickly ran back to the squad leader and took the backpack he was carrying.

On the way, he walked blatantly through the paddy fields and onto the dirt road next to the village.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Keep walking along this road. If it is difficult to walk, we will enter the mountains before dawn tomorrow. By then, we only need to climb five mountains and we will be there.

That cave that can establish a connection with Platoon Leader Zhang." As he spoke, Squad Leader Dao also quickened his pace and started jogging despite the pain in his thigh.

Five mountains...

Wei Ran glanced at Squad Leader Dao. He really couldn't understand what kind of perseverance this wounded veteran had to go back.

In the quiet night, with the occasional faint sound of artillery fire coming from very far away, the two people were trotting continuously with a distance of four or five meters between each other.

From time to time, Wei Ran would take out the compass provided by the metal book from his pocket, look at the direction he was heading, then turn around and look at the time displayed on the flyback watch on the back.

From eight o'clock in the evening to nine thirty in the evening, they jogged for an hour and a half. The two of them never stopped at all, but he could vaguely see in the rare moonlight that the running posture of the knife squad leader became more and more...

She was so out of shape that when he pulled her to a stop, she was already limping.

"I'll run with you on my back"

As Wei Ran said that, he had already taken off the empty backpack on the opponent's back and kicked it into the paddy field on the side of the road.

"I..."

"Shut up"

Wei Ran interrupted the other person's words roughly, then bent down and picked up the other person and carried him on his shoulders.

Wei Ran took a deep breath and started running again.

Amidst the sounds of heavy breathing, the chirping of insects and frogs, and the occasional faint sound of shelling, Wei Ran, carrying his knife squad leader, ran step by step in the not-so-sultry moonlight.
Chapter completed!