Although Ye Jianzhong said he didn't want to dip it on the road, Ye Jianzhong still took action and pressed the mud cake. The mud cake he made was larger than the bottle, and the straight meridian was a little more than the bottle.

After pressing the mud cake, Ye Jianzhong compared the position and determined the thickness and size. Then he pressed the unfinished bottle on the mud cake, leaving a circle of round crumbs on it. Then, he took a small iron box and pressed a seal on the middle of the mud cake.

After this was done, he used iron wire and followed a little position inside the round lard mark to make an average small hole opposite the cross, which could just thread a wire.

After getting these done, Ye Jianzhong put the mud cakes on the fire and burned them. Gao Fei still didn't understand them, but this was no longer important.

Taking advantage of the time when cooking the mud cake, Ye Jianzhong cut off two long pieces of iron wire, folded them in half from the middle, and then, from the bottom of the bottle, he sent out the middle heads that were folded in half along the mouth of the bottle. Then, he began to correct the four iron wire heads that stretched to the bottom in the bottle, so that they could spread out in the bottle, almost sticking to Zheng Zi's inner jade.

After helping the wire work, Ye Jianzhong continued to use the small iron box to start making oil lamps, just the same as before, but this one was bigger than before. Soon, the oil lamp was also ready, and Ye Jianzhong began to take out mud cakes.

After taking out the mud bottle in the furnace, it was left to dry. Because it was too hot and could not be used, Ye Jianzhong did nothing else at this time and just waited on the side.

Gao Fei wanted to speak several times, but he still didn't ask. In his opinion, he should be thinking about important things, which is not convenient for him to disturb him.

After a long time, Ye Jianzhong bent down. He stretched out his palm and sensed the temperature above the top of your head. Then he picked up the mud cake and started to put it into the bottom of the bottle without bottom. The four wire heads were just stringed through the hole left by the mud cake. After Ye Jianzhong strung the wire, he bent the wire head that passed through, so that the mud cake would not fall off.

Gao Fei basically understood this time. This is simply a transparent lantern. Just put an oil lamp in the middle of the flattened glass bottle cover upwards. Wouldn’t you really not be afraid of the wind?

Ye Jianzhong turned a hole in the lid of the small iron box, then inserted it into the cotton thread he found, and then stopped pressing it. The bottom of the small iron box was placed in the groove you had to top. After doing this, Ye Jianzhong went there again, poured oil into the big spoon, and walked to the edge of the stove.

Ye Jianzhong began to heat the oil, then added it to the small iron box, then covered the cover with cotton thread on the small iron box, and then caused the fire.

Gao Fei found that it was very troublesome to ignite the leads of this kind of oil lamp. He was not as good as a candle. He took a little time to penetrate the oil on it.

After the cotton thread was lit, Ye Jianzhong put the glass bottle cover on it into the round slurry left on the mud cake, and then lifted the night light that could be used outside with the folded wire.

Ye Jianzhong looked at Gao Fei and said, "It's done now. Let's go out for a walk and feel it."

"Okay!" Gao Fei naturally didn't say anything. Then, the two of them left the kitchen one by one and went outside.

"So cold!" Gao Fei said subconsciously.

Ye Jianzhong handed Gao Fei the night light he was holding and said, "You can put it together, and the code can also add some warmth to your left hand."

Gao Fei looked at Ye Jianzhong's eyes and finally picked up the night light. Ye Jianzhong saw Gao Fei take the oil lamp, and he smiled mysteriously, then inserted his hands into his pockets separately.

The light of the night light is not very bright, and the distance that can be illuminated is not very far. It can only illuminate the range of two or three meters around them. Moreover, when standing in the illuminated range, according to the light sensing function of the eyes, it is even more impossible to see the situation in the distance.

Gao Fei said, "This thing is suitable for traveling on familiar roads, and the scope of use is relatively limited, but this is OK. We don't have to go into the dark all night."

Ye Jianzhong said to him: "You are right. He can only use it on our websites, and it is probably not used for too long. The current development speed of a unit is probably not long. It will take long for the power to be turned on the outposts. At that time, there will be no need to use this thing."

Gao Fei also thought so, but his ideas from Ye Jianzhong are still different. In his opinion, even if the electricity has not been generated here for a while, he still has a way. He thought of the generator and prepared to transform it in the future to make it work.

The wind was a little strong on the mountain. After walking not far, they started to return again. Although it was still early, they had decided to go back and rest. They must be careful to keep warm in such a cold environment.

When they returned to the dormitory of the outpost, the two of them got into the bed. As soon as Ye Jianzhong lay down, he turned over and said to Gao Fei: "Go to bed early, don't think too much."

Gao Fei did not speak. He did not close his eyes, but stared at the top, remembering the past between him and Wang Ye during the reconnaissance company.

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In a certain forest, a group of people were having a intensive meal in the middle of the journey. Wang Ye was holding a piece of dry biscuit in his hand and swallowing it with difficulty.

"Big man, are you okay? Can you still hold on?" Sun Sichen looked at the spear-grenade sniper looking beside Wang Ye and asked Wang Ye. In his opinion, Wang Ye should be very tired. His spear-grenade sniper has a weight that can be matched with three submachine guns from others. In addition, the iron box spear-grenade above the special operations rucksack is no lighter than an 81 bar.

Wang Ye was indeed very tired. This was the first time he carried such heavy weapons and ammunition. This made him think of the feeling of carrying sandbags during disaster relief. He even felt that this was heavier than carrying two sandbags at that time.

Wang Ye bit off another biscuit angrily and said to Sun Sichen who sat beside him: "I can hold on, there is no problem."

Sun Sichen looked at Wang Ye, and his hand slapped Wang Ye's shoulder and said, "I can't hold on anymore. And you, compared to us, have to bear a greater proportion of training. If I were you, I would have given up long ago. Why did you persist like this? Is it really that important to you to be a special forces member?"

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Chapter completed!