Chapter 1500 Long live the Workers and Peasants Red Army!
On the bank of the river, Wei Ran, who was already soaked through, "put away" his camera, picked up the pole again, and followed Zhang Erwa and Li Zhuang, who were walking at the front of the queue, towards the ridge more than fifty or sixty meters away.
of small highlands.
"We'll come back with the basket later."
Zhang Erwa said enthusiastically, "The river is so big, maybe we can catch a few fish."
"I'll come back with you to catch fish later!" Li Zhuang said immediately.
"I'll come with you too," Wei Ran agreed, "Three people and three baskets, maybe we can catch three fish."
"good!"
Zhang Erwa readily agreed, and arranged with increasing proficiency, "Nurse Ji, just stay and take the little lama to set up the tent, and by the way, see if there is anything that can be burned or if there are any wild vegetables nearby.
, when we get back, we will eat."
"Okay." Nurse Ji nodded and had no objection to Zhang Erwa's arrangement.
The group of people stepped on the meadow and waded through the mud. By the time they reached the small plateau a hundred meters away, the sky had become increasingly gloomy.
"Let's move quickly and try to get back before the rain starts."
Zhang Erwa didn't wait for Wei Ran to secure the bamboo baskets at both ends of the pole, then urged and helped to take out everything from the bamboo baskets.
Seeing this, Li Zhuang also helped Nurse Ji take off the bamboo basket on his back, took out the contents and placed them on the oilcloth.
Deliberately hanging the camera on the three rifles that were stacked together, Wei Ran picked up a bamboo basket and followed Zhang Erwa and Li Zhuang in a hurry towards the big river.
After walking through the mud and returning to the river, the three people tied the bamboo basket to the wooden stakes on the river bank, and then pressed the basket into the mud, keeping the edge of the basket only a finger lower than the surrounding mud, and then
I pulled some grass and covered it with the basket.
After rinsing their hands in the cold river water, the three of them tacitly untied their belts, each chose a bamboo basket and peed in it. At the moment, they had nothing to use as bait, so they could only
Peeing in the urine "borrows a taste".
"Go back quickly"
Zhang Erwa put on her belt and looked up at the sky, "I guess there will be a heavy rain tonight.
"I don't know if the large army has walked out of the grassland..." Li Zhuang muttered worriedly.
"Definitely walked out"
Zhang Erwa pulled out her legs from the mud with difficulty and took a step, "Maybe, we can go out tomorrow."
"That's great"
Li Zhuang smacked his lips, "Even if I can't go out tomorrow, I can catch even a big fish tomorrow."
"Go back quickly"
Zhang Erwa took one last look at the monument-like comrades on the other side of the river, urging Wei Ran and Li Zhuang to speed up their pace.
Hurrying slowly, the heavy rain poured down on them when they were still twenty or thirty meters away from the small plateau.
Fortunately, although the rain was really heavy, it washed away the mud on the three of them. Zhang Erwa, who was already a squad leader, was still enjoying the pain while walking, rubbing the mud all over his body, and looking beautiful
It's called taking a bath.
Even so, when the three of them walked on the slippery turf to this small plateau with difficulty, they all shivered.
"Come in the tent"
Nurse Ji greeted quickly. At the same time, the little lama also picked up the fire sickle and struck the flint, easily lighting the tinder, then the kerosene lamp, and then with the help of the oil lamp, he lit the chopped wood.
After blowing out the oil lamp, everyone immediately gathered around the campfire. Nurse Ji also picked up the enamel spoon, divided the fish in the lunch box into five equal parts and scooped them into their respective jars. By the way, she also poured the fish into everyone's jar.
Put in a small piece of wild vegetables.
Wei Yan stretched the cup filled with fish to the edge of the tent that had been set up to catch the rainwater, which was almost half full, and placed it next to the campfire.
While waiting to reheat the breakfast that had been late all day, everyone was not idle at all. They either took off their dirty coats and washed them briefly in the rain, or arranged various containers in a row.
Open, waiting to be filled with rain.
"This is the last bit of firewood."
Nurse Ji pointed to the firewood placed beside the bonfire and said, "When they are burned out, we will really have nothing to burn."
“I don’t know how long it will rain tonight.”
Li Zhuang said worriedly, "This firewood is not enough to last until midnight."
"If it doesn't work, burn the butts of those guns..."
"no!"
Before Wei Ran could finish his words, he was sternly rejected by the other three people except the little lama.
"Comrade Wei Ran, how dare you think about it, what are you going to do to start a revolution if the guns are burned?"
Zhang Erwa criticized in a serious tone, "You can't burn a gun if you burn anything!"
"You're right!" Li Zhuang said, "In the worst case, we'll just freeze."
"I..."
"We can boil more water"
Nurse Ji poured the water that had just been filled from the copper ladle into the kettle and then said, "Just like last night, each person holds a pot of boiling water and endures it for the whole night."
Hearing this, Wei Ran only felt more and more bitter. Those rustic guns and those old worn-out sleeves were weapons more precious than life to these Red Army soldiers.
Even though he was in this situation, it was really hard for him to imagine how much these revolutionary predecessors had to pay to win one enemy after another and win one battle after another with such crude weapons.
Seeing the guilty look on Wei Ran's face, Zhang Erwa was the first to change the subject and said, "You can't burn a gun, come on! Don't waste this firewood, boil water quickly and fill everyone's kettles.
Open fish soup!”
Before he finished speaking, everyone began to get busy. The area around the small bonfire was gradually filled with various containers. Nurse Ji even took out the horse meat jerky they had stored and roasted it again.
Bake them to prevent them from getting moldy.
Under the licking of charcoal fire, the fish soup in the tank was the first to boil. Everyone also picked up the tank, drank the fish soup in a tacit understanding, and refilled the tank with fish head soup.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As cups of fish soup were poured into the stomach, sweat broke out on everyone's foreheads and bodies to dispel the cold. The copper ladles, lunch boxes, and kettles also
One after another, they were filled with increasingly weaker fish head soup.
After finishing another bowl full of fish soup, Wei Ran also ate the last piece of fish in the cup.
At this time, the sky outside the tent had turned completely dark, and the heavy rain poured heavily on the raincloth, turning the edge of the raincloth into a disturbing waterfall.
"Save these five pieces of firewood for burning next time."
As Zhang Erwa said, she had already tied the last five pieces of firewood as thick as her arms with leggings and hung them on the poles holding up the tent. "Let's sleep while your body is warm. When we can't stand the cold anymore, let's
Just light the lamp and set off."
Hearing this, Wei Ran picked up his own water bottle and put it into the cup, then put on the canvas cover and stuffed it into his arms.
The kettle was filled with boiled fish head soup, which was the last thing that could provide him with warmth besides the pile of embers and the surrounding comrades.
The others also picked up a kettle each, wrapped it in rags and stuffed it into their arms.
Without any discussion at all, four people back to back surrounded Nurse Ji, a kettle wrapped in a blanket, a lunch box, and two additional kettles also filled with fish head soup.
Finally wrapped in damp rags, everyone sat on their respective bamboo hats, looking forward to the rain stopping soon, looking forward to the sky lighting up early, and looking forward to catching a few big fish tomorrow and finding enough
They burned firewood for several days.
Unknowingly, Wei Ran, exhausted both physically and mentally, fell into sleep, dreaming that he was back in the cold Leningrad.
When he woke up from this nightmare, he almost fell down.
Subconsciously, he punched the damp ground with his hand to stabilize his body. Only then did he notice that it was already dawn outside the tent, the rain had stopped, and even the kettle in his arms had long since lost its temperature.
But the most important thing is that Zhang Erwa and Li Zhuang are not in this tent! At this time, he also heard the movement outside the tent.
Gently lifting the blanket, Wei Ranmao ducked out of the tent, and then saw Zhang Erwa and Li Zhuang walking towards the high ground. They were all soaked, and each had a wet bamboo stick on their backs.
The two of them also carried a bamboo basket with their hands together.
"Did you catch a fish?" Wei Ran asked, squatting on the edge of the high ground.
"No, nothing was caught."
Zhang Erwa said helplessly, "The water on the river has swollen, and all three baskets were submerged under the water. Even if the fish were caught, they would run away."
"It doesn't matter, we still have a lot of dried meat." Wei Ran comforted them while dragging them up to the high ground.
After a while, Nurse Ji and the little lama also woke up one after another and came out of the tent. In their hands, they also carried a kettle and a lunch box also filled with fish soup.
"Let's have breakfast first while the fish soup is still warm."
Nurse Ji just glanced at the empty bamboo basket and already guessed something. Without waiting for anyone to respond, she spread out everyone's enamel jars, urged Wei Ran to take out the kettle set and cup, and took the opportunity to boil the kettle.
Add some coarse salt to the fish soup.
He poured a full cup of fish soup for everyone, but everyone looked at Zhang Erwa.
The latter also conducted a roll call of everyone as usual, and then issued the order to start dinner.
Each person had two large cups of fish soup, emptied the kettle and lunch boxes, and shared the soft fish heads and bones that had been cooked in the kettle according to the plan discussed last night.
This fish soup is getting weaker and weaker...
Wei Ran muttered secretly and poured the last mouthful of fish soup into his stomach.
At this point, apart from the fish soup in their respective kettles and the fish soup in the two extra kettles, the only food they had left was the horse meat jerky and a few dozen grains of highland barley in the medicine bottle.
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Taking advantage of the fact that they were full of water, everyone hurriedly packed up their luggage and weapons, and left the campsite under the leadership of Zhang Erwa and Li Zhuang.
Perhaps because of the heavy rain all night, almost every step since leaving the small highland has been submerged up to the knees in cold muddy water. Even many of the meadows are under the water.
Fortunately, the wooden sticks used as road signs have not been submerged yet, and under their guidance, we will not lose our way.
However, just when everyone was secretly rejoicing, and when they were less than 200 meters away from the high ground behind them, Zhang Erwa, who was walking at the front, was leaving a meadow and preparing to step into a field that Mingming had just explored with a wooden stick.
While crossing the swamp, he stepped into a swamp that swallowed his chest!
"Two babies!"
Li Zhuang, who was walking in second place, reacted very quickly and stretched out the wooden stick in his hand. Zhang Erwa also subconsciously reached out and grabbed the wooden stick.
"Come and help!"
Wei Ran also reacted very quickly and put down the bamboo basket and hooked the iron hook on one end of the pole to Li Zhuang's belt. Almost at the same time, the little lama and Nurse Ji also grabbed the pole.
For a moment, the five people were strung together by a pole and a wooden stick, and Li Zhuang's descent immediately slowed down.
However, Wei Ran and Zhang Erwa, who were nearest, noticed that Li Zhuang's body was also sinking. In just a short time, the muddy water had already submerged his hips!
What's even worse is that he is still sliding forward extremely slowly!
"Rope! Throw the rope over quickly!"
Wei Ran shouted at the top of his lungs, and Nurse Ji immediately let go of the pole, dug out the leggings from the bamboo basket, tried her best, and threw the end to Zhang Erwa, and then emptied her bamboo basket.
, poured out the few firewood left in it, and threw the bamboo basket away.
"Hurry and grab the rope! Grab the bamboo basket!"
Li Zhuangzhi shouted to remind him, and at the same time he was pulling hard on the wooden stick in his hand with both hands, and struggled to move his trapped feet, trying to take a step back - he also realized that he was about to sink!
After coming back to his senses, Zhang Erwa, who had stepped into the mire, had a big smile on his face that made Wei Ran uneasy.
With one hand, he also took off the whistle that belonged to Squad Leader Liu from his neck, and threw it accurately to Nurse Ji, who was holding the rope in his hand.
"Comrade Li Zhuang, from now on you will be the acting squad leader of the cooking class."
While speaking, Zhang Erwa calmly let go of the wooden stick in his hand. Wei Ran and the little lama were also caught off guard and easily dragged Li Zhuang back two steps. Then the three of them were buried in waist-deep mud.
I fell down and almost choked myself with water.
"I order you! Take them all out alive! I order you all, I order you to get out alive!"
"I don't accept your orders! I don't want to be the squad leader! Grab the rope! Grab the rope! I beg you, grab the rope!"
Li Zhuang got up in a panic and cried angrily. At the same time, he threw the rope to Zhang Erwa again and again, even to his head.
Zhang Erwa lowered his head and glanced at the mud that was about to cover his shoulders, and then glanced at Li Zhuang who was already safe and had not been dragged into the mud. Satisfied, he took off the rifle and water bottle he was carrying and threw them over one by one, and finally raised his hand in salute.
He saluted and shouted with a bright smile, "Comrades! Farewell! Long live the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army! Long live the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army!"
"Second baby! Second baby!"
Li Zhuang and Nurse Ji shouted at the top of their lungs. The little lama sat in the mud, staring blankly at Zhang Erwa who was gradually sinking. He himself was already in tears.
"Long live the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army..."
While muttering to himself, Wei Ran took out his camera and pointed it at Li Zhuang, who was crying in the mud and throwing the rope again and again, and at Nurse Ji who was holding the whistle tightly with one hand and raising his other hand in return.
Zhang Erwa, who was about to be completely swallowed by the mire, gritted his teeth and pressed the shutter, taking the 23rd desperate photo in this bright and brilliant morning sun.
"Er baby——! Monitor——! Monitor..."
Li Zhuang cried out almost silently and threw the soaked rope again, but there were only a series of bubbles left in the mire.
