As dusk approached, the heavy rain weakened a lot without any warning. After taking a short break, squad leader Wei Ran and Dao once again found the backpack they had captured not long ago.
The squad leader waiting for the sword also put on the captured black clothes and black trousers under the five-leaf camouflage. The two of them took out their autumn clothes and long trousers in tacit agreement and tore them into strips of cloth, and then tied them to their backpacks with nylon ropes.
On the bodies of wild birds, rats and even poisonous snakes that are still alive.
Looking at each other, the two shook the wild animals out of their backpacks and let them disappear with large and small strips of cloth.
Wei Ran randomly picked two backpacks and stacked them together. Wei Ran put the two people's backpacks, his own Bayi Bar, the radio station that belonged to Xiao Xifeng, and even the two seized 56 and a half, and covered it with two bamboo hats.
Tie the top tightly.
Although these things are heavy, they are necessary disguises for their subsequent escape, so they naturally have to take them away.
Helping the squad leader to carry the bamboo basket, Wei Ran ran back quickly and carried Nahan, who was also injured, on his back.
They walked in a circle halfway up the mountain in the rain, and when they reached the other side of the mountain, they saw a creek in the distance and a country road across the creek.
"Go ahead"
The knife squad leader waited for Wei Ran to put Nahan down, then helped him put on the extra bamboo hat in his hand, and whispered in Vietnamese, "Go and wait by the stream. When you see someone passing by, shout for help. This way
You will survive."
Nahan glanced at Squad Leader Dao in confusion, then at Wei Ran. Nahan nodded vigorously, took a wooden stick from Wei Ran and limped out of the jungle, finally stopping by the stream.
He sat down on a stone the size of a tire.
"Aren't we leaving?" Wei Ran asked deliberately.
"Wait a minute, it's not dark enough now, let's wait until night before setting off."
The squad leader held up the telescope and whispered in a low voice. Although his excuse was sufficient, it was obvious that he wanted to see Nahan rescued before leaving.
During the slightly long wait, two 28-inch bicycles rode over from a distance, and Nahan immediately shouted for help in Vietnamese.
Soon, the two cars stopped, and one of them very cautiously jumped off the dirt road and lay down on the roadbed on the other side to be on guard.
Because they were still some distance away, and the rain did not stop even though it lightened up, the two of them couldn't hear what the other man wading over the creek said to Nahan.
But they clearly saw that the man only asked a few questions, then kicked Nahan down, and then stepped on the deck where Nahan's fracture was with his shoeless foot.
This time, both Wei Ran and Squad Leader Dao clearly heard Nahan's screams and cries.
"do not move"
Although the squad leader said so, he slowly opened the safety of the submachine gun in his hand.
Soon, the militiaman grabbed Nahan's hair and lifted him up. He stepped on his injured foot, which was also wrapped in gauze, and asked him something.
At the same time, the militiaman on the other side of the dirt road also walked over. After talking to his companions for a few words, he actually pulled out the pistol on his waist!
Seeing that he had put the muzzle of the pistol against Nahan's head, Squad Leader Dao and Wei Ran decisively pulled the triggers each!
"Crack!" In the faint gunshots that almost overlapped, the two militiamen were shot one after another and fell into the stream splashed by raindrops.
They each picked up the bullet casings in a tacit understanding, and Wei Ran ran out of the jungle without hesitation, picked up Nahan who was crying and ran back.
Almost immediately at the end of the dirt road, two flashing car lights appeared.
"withdraw!"
Seeing that there was no time to hide the two corpses, the squad leader made a decision immediately. He put the basket on his back and ran in the chosen direction. Soon, shouts and a harsh whistle symbolizing the gathering came from the direction behind him.
"I did not say"
At this moment of escaping, Nahan, who was lying on Wei Ran's back, endured the pain in the wound and said, "They asked me who bandaged my wound and who put me by the stream when.
Yes, I didn’t even say anything.”
"Why didn't you tell me?" Squad Leader Dao, who was walking with a limp, asked.
"You saved me," Nahan replied in a low voice.
"This little wolf cub is mature"
The squad leader Dao muttered, as if he thought of something, and a gentle smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
"Give them a try?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice.
"Need not"
Squad Leader Dao rejected Wei Ran's proposal, but instead asked Nahan, "Is there any hiding place nearby?"
"have"
Nahan immediately raised his finger and pointed to the side and replied, "After climbing over this mountain, there is a small cave. There is a village at the other end of the cave. When my mother was alive, she often took me to take a shortcut through that cave.
Go to that village to find her friend. Not many people know about that cave. Sometimes I would go there to hide when I was bullied."
"Go" The knife squad leader immediately adjusted his direction before he finished speaking.
"Can he trust it?" Wei Ran just went through this question in his head, but did not ask it out loud.
Can Nahan be trusted?
Of course, I can trust him. For this "lost dog" who is truly homeless and has no recognition, Squad Leader Dao and himself are probably the only goodwill he has felt in a long time.
This trace of kindness is as precious to him as a handful of straw caught when drowning.
What is sad and ridiculous is that the situation of the children who were once invaded by the United States is very similar to the situation of this child.
With silent sighs, the two of them walked faster and faster with Nahan, especially Captain Dao, who was walking in front, as if he was shielding the pain on his thigh, and his steps were so nimble that Wei Ran, who was carrying Nahan on his back, could hardly catch up.
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I don’t know when it started, but the rainfall increased again. I don’t know when, Nahan, who was lying on Wei Ran’s back, nodded from time to time and became drowsy.
While climbing to a small platform halfway up the mountain for a short rest, Wei Ran helped the other party re-correct his broken leg. Stimulated by the severe pain, he woke up again.
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Wei Ran touched Nahan's hot forehead, took out a piece of fructose, opened the package and stuffed it into his mouth. At the same time, he kept saying, "We still need your help to show the way."
Hearing this, Nahan nodded vigorously, bit the towel Wei Ran gave him, and allowed the former to help him tighten the splint again, and wrapped him tightly in a raincoat.
At this time, the sky above their heads had become much darker, but sporadic lights could be faintly seen flickering below the mountain. Obviously, the pursuers behind them had not given up searching for them.
Not daring to waste too much time, the tired two people each carried their "luggage" on their backs and hit the road. They tried their best to climb over the low mountain before it completely darkened, and then crossed the river valley with difficulty on the stones. Finally,
Under the guidance of Nahan, who was trying to stay awake, he found an inconspicuous wild banana forest halfway up the mountain.
After passing through the banana forest and peeling back a bush at the end, a narrow mountain crevice with a height of less than 1.5 meters and a width of less than 1 meter was revealed.
After gesturing towards Wei Ran, Squad Leader Dao was the first to walk in, holding a silent pistol in one hand and a flashlight in the other.
Wherever the light reached, they could clearly see that there was a narrow artificial path in this narrow mountain crevice. The distance between the mountains on both sides of the path was not much wider than the entrance of the cave.
Going all the way along this low and narrow path, the space does not get larger, but the terrain drops significantly, so much so that in a short section there is even running water that can cover the knees.
Without any reminder, Wei Ran took out two Type 72 anti-infantry mines and threw them into the puddle. He also took out a dozen round bullets and sprinkled them around the mines to act as an auxiliary condition for "slippage".
Continuing to walk forward, after turning countless turns, the ground gradually climbed, and there was a fork in the road ahead.
The shock woke up the sleepy Nahan, who looked at it with the light of the flashlight, raised his hand and pointed in one direction and said, "This road leads to a valley separated by a mountain from our village. The exit is a small waterfall.
It’s usually hard to find.”
"Small waterfall?" Squad Leader Dao was stunned, "Isn't it not far from the place where we rescued you?"
Hearing this, Nahan shook his head, "It's not that waterfall, it's upstream of it."
"Where does that lead to?" Wei Ran asked, raising his chin in the other direction of the fork in the road.
Nahan replied in a low voice, "The exit of the village I'm talking about is a cemetery."
"Let's go"
As Squad Leader Dao spoke, he had already taken steps.
After walking a hundred meters further along the slightly damp cave, and after struggling through a rock crevice less than one meter wide and soaked in a puddle, Captain Dao stopped.
"Weiyan, mine."
Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded, and with the help of the lighting provided by Squad Leader Dao's flashlight, he placed Nahan, who was hot all over and was shaking uncontrollably, and sat down next to a stone.
While the squad leader was wetting a towel to wipe Nahan's hot body, he also took out the flashlight in the metal book and carefully looked at the puddle, which was not too big and could only submerge his calf.
The source of this puddle comes from the water droplets falling from the stalactites above the head. These water droplets filtered by the mountain also make this puddle extremely clear, so that when you shine a flashlight on it, you can clearly see the small fish with severely degraded eyes.
Small shrimps and unknown small insects.
After thinking for a moment, he took out the last one facing the enemy and placed it in the gap between the two stalactite pillars on the edge of the puddle. Then he found a nylon spool and placed it in the puddle above the water.
Between the stalactite pillars, there are several trip wires that are almost flush with the water surface.
After finishing everything, I returned to the edge of the puddle and shined a light with my flashlight. Then I walked through the puddle with satisfaction and removed the safety device of the directional mine.
"He has a serious fever," the squad leader said with a frown.
"It's caused by blood loss and low temperature, and maybe the wound on his foot is infected." As Wei Ran spoke, the knife squad leader had already taken out the last first aid kit, obviously preparing to rebandage Nahan.
"This is the last one"
Wei Ran stopped the other party, "He will be rescued soon. Unlike you, we still have a long way to go back."
"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.
Running towards...the direction of the battlefield.
