In the cave shrouded in heavy rain, Wei Ran took the initiative to end the topic about the Japanese reporters, and he and Zhou Guochang checked each other, cleaning off the few leech on each other, and then helped the donkey also remove the leech.
The leech was cleaned up and a small bucket of rainwater mixed with coarse salt and a large armful of fresh bamboo leaves were prepared for it.
Finally, more firewood was added to the iron pot, and the two agreed on the time and order of the night watch. Wei Ran immediately curled up on the blanket next to the bonfire and fell asleep.
There was nothing to say all night, and in the blink of an eye it was six o'clock the next morning. When Wei Ran woke up again after completing his second night watch, the heavy rain outside the cave still showed no sign of stopping.
This is barely good news. At least the pursuers behind them are absolutely impossible to catch up. But with good news comes bad news. If nothing else, at least there is an extra one less than 20 meters away outside the cave.
A turbid river mixed with a lot of dead branches and leaves and even animal carcasses.
"I wonder how they are doing?" Zhou Guochang, who got up a little later, said worriedly.
"In one night, they must have found a place to hide."
While Wei Ran was talking, he had already moved the bamboo pole blocking the entrance of the cave, and while putting the dry raincoat on his body, he said, "Let's go to the river to get some firewood and come back. It's raining so hard that we can't continue on our way.
"
"Are we going to stay here?" Zhou Guochang got up as he spoke.
"Otherwise?" Wei Ran asked back.
Zhou Guochang was stunned for a moment, but finally put on his raincoat and shoes, and got out of the cave with Wei Ran. From the edge of the flood ditch, he picked up two large bundles of dead wood washed away by the flash flood, and also took the donkey with him.
He came out and tied himself under a big tree not far away that was big enough to shield him from the wind and rain.
Just when Wei Ran rekindled the bonfire with the remaining kerosene in the cauldron and prepared to smoke the horse meat in the basket again, Zhou Guochang, who was using banana leaves to catch rainwater outside the cave, suddenly got in.
, shouted in a low voice, "Brother Wei, come out quickly!"
"What's wrong?"
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already picked up the submachine gun at hand and rushed to the entrance of the cave.
"Look over there"
Zhou Guochang pointed to a location not far from the natural flood discharge ditch and said, "Is there a person there? There is the root of the banyan tree."
Hearing this, Wei Ran looked in the direction of the opponent's finger, and sure enough, there seemed to be something stuck between the aerial roots of the banyan tree that had been impacted by the flood discharge ditch.
"I just saw it floating along the water and getting stuck there," Zhou Guochang took the initiative to explain from the side.
"Take the gun and hide in the cave."
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already picked up the gun and leaned over. Behind him, Zhou Guochang immediately took the Enfield rifle, squatted at the entrance of the cave, and aimed the gun at the banyan tree stuck at its aerial root.
The living person.
Deliberately leaving Zhou Guochang out of the way, Wei Ran carefully approached the edge of the banyan tree. Then, he saw that there was indeed a corpse stuck between the aerial roots that were half submerged in water!
Subconsciously looking in the direction upstream, Wei Ran approached cautiously with his arms thick, grabbed the waterproof canvas on the body, and pulled it up.
Just by looking at his clothes, you can tell that this man is the same type as the two people he killed yesterday. He even had a submachine gun slung on his shoulder. But his head was already collapsed enough to have the mouth of a bowl.
It was a big piece. And even the cervical vertebrae were bent to an angle that normal people would never be able to do.
After a rough inspection, Wei Ran discovered that apart from multiple fractures, there were no gunshot wounds or stab wounds on the body.
This made him somewhat relieved. At the very least, it meant that Squad Leader Liang and others were not around them, and they did not encounter any crossfire with these Japanese.
After thinking for a while, Wei Ran took off the submachine gun from the body, then took off the ammunition bag and other useful things, and wrapped them all in the rainproof cloth that the other party was wearing. Before leaving, he did not forget to wrap the corpse.
A corpse was pushed into the river again.
It wasn't until the body floated away that Wei Ran returned to the cave entrance carrying the looted items.
"Is there really someone?" Zhou Guochang asked from afar.
"He's a Japs. He was probably hit by a flash flood last night." As Wei Ran spoke, he handed the submachine gun he picked up to Zhou Guochang, "It's yours."
After hurriedly taking the submachine gun, Zhou Guochang asked worriedly, "So those Japs are behind us?"
"It's not a bad thing. At least it proves that they were attracted by the two of us."
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he ducked sideways into the cave, first hung up the items he picked up to dry, and then was busy smoking the horse meat strips while thinking about the pursuers behind him, as well as Squad Leader Liang and others who separated from them yesterday.
situation at the time.
At the same time, just a few kilometers away from them in a straight line, but separated by a mountain, under a certain banyan tree, a raincoat had been stretched out last night between several aerial roots. These pieces of raincoat were
Directly below, a fire pit half a meter deep has been dug, surrounded by various dead branches and leaves collected from the banyan tree.
On the fire pit that had been burning all night, there was an enamel kettle steaming with water. Next to it, on the shovel of a Japanese engineer shovel, was a handful of horse meat that was being heated.
strip.
"I wonder how the two of them are doing?"
Tan Shou, who was holding a gun, was mumbling worriedly. In his hand, there was a small wooden stick wrapped with snake meat, which he was spinning slowly by the campfire.
"It's not a big problem." As Squad Leader Liang spoke, he had already redressed the wound on Luke's arm.
"Are you saying that his problem is not big, or that Wei Ran and the others are in trouble?" Qin Shouzheng picked up a piece of horse meat and asked while chewing it.
“Both problems are not big”
Squad Leader Liang poured a cup of hot tea into his own bamboo bowl, "I didn't hear any firefights this night. Wei Ran and the others are not short of food and clothing. As long as they don't get lost, it won't be a big problem."
"When are we leaving?" Luke asked, "We can't waste the creation they gave us..."
"At least we have to wait until the rain stops."
Squad Leader Liang didn't give Luke a chance to finish. He picked up the bamboo bowl filled with tea and handed it over, "Eat something and drink tea. I heard our company commander said that you British people like to drink tea the most.
"
Luke opened his mouth when he heard the words, but in the end he could only nod, reached out to take the bamboo bowl, and took a sip of coarse tea with no sugar option at all.
As the two sides waited patiently across a hill, time passed by. The heavy rain that had been raging for a long time finally stopped without warning near noon, and it cleared up completely in a very short period of time.
Then once again, thick water mist evaporated from the jungle.
In the cave where Wei Ran and Zhou Guochang were hiding, they put all the smoked horse meat strips into several large bamboo tubes that they had prepared all morning and sealed them. Then they packed all the luggage plus the obsolete Enfield rifle.
, all mounted on the donkey's body.
Finally, the donkey was fed a small handful of coarse salt, and the two of them sprinkled enough anti-leech powder on themselves and the donkey. Zhou Guochang also took the submachine gun that Wei Ran had wiped for him, and walked on the road holding the reins.
to the front.
Under the guidance of Wei Ran, who held a compass in his hand, the two continued to shuttle in the depths of the jungle towards their destination.
Almost at the same time, Qin Shouzheng also carried a bamboo basket on his back and walked behind the businessman Luke with a submachine gun, while Squad Leader Liang, holding a compass in his hand, walked at the front of the team.
After the heavy rain, the Japs behind them seemed to have given up on chasing everyone, but everyone, whether it was Wei Ran or Squad Leader Liang, knew that the Japs were probably already waiting for them in Manxi Town.
But even so, they could only head towards the town of Munsi, hoping to get help from the British or expeditionary forces stationed there.
As time went by, at around five o'clock in the afternoon, the jungle became dark again, and the thick fog mixed with the smell of corruption once again enveloped the field of vision. Fortunately, there was no rain that night, and naturally there was no rain for the two groups of people.
Stop.
When Wei Ran and Zhou Guochang finally reached the edge of the jungle and saw the stretches of paddy fields outside, it was already past six o'clock in the morning the next day.
After cautiously leaning out of the jungle and walking around, Wei Ran returned to the jungle and shook his head at Zhou Guochang, who was waiting with his donkey, "I didn't see any big trees on fire, not even a spark."
"Then let's find a place to wait," Zhou Guochang said immediately.
"Don't wait, we can't wait."
Wei Ran took the initiative to explain without waiting for the other party to refute, "The target is too big after we gather together, and a white man like Mr. Luke is too conspicuous. Instead of waiting for them to arrive and go to Muncie Town together, it is better to go to that man first."
The British quartermaster asked for help. By the way, did you lose Mr. Luke's dagger?"
"No! It's here!" As Zhou Guochang spoke, he had already pulled out the fighting dagger from his boot.
"give it to me"
While Wei Ran was talking, he had already taken off the black pot on the donkey, hid all the weapons and ammunition he was carrying inside the wooden frame that fixed the black pot, and then began to take off his clothes.
"What are you going to do?" Zhou Guochang asked in confusion, and at the same time, he subconsciously began to take off his weapons.
"You don't have to move"
Wei Ran waved his hand, took off his ammunition boots and put on a pair of straw sandals. Then he motioned to Zhou Guochang for help and ironed the leech off his body one by one.
"I'll go to Munsi Town to check on the situation later."
While Wei Ran was speaking, he had already untied Zhou Guochang's baggage from the donkey's back, put everything inside into the basket, and then wrapped the baggage skin around his waist to serve as the base of the cage.
"You go by yourself? No, can you speak Burmese?"
Zhou Guochang grabbed Wei Ran's wrist and refused, "Let me go! I can speak Burmese, and..."
"And the devil must also recognize your face."
Wei Ran blocked the other party with one sentence, "Wait here honestly. If you see Squad Leader Liang and the others, bring them over."
Having said this, Wei Ran took away the fighting dagger from the opponent's hand and pointed the tip of the knife at the top of his head, "I'll try my best to come back before the sun rises completely."
"Gun, take your gun with you!" Zhou Guochang said, taking off the wooden gun box from his waist.
"No, you can hide yourself."
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already put on his bamboo hat again. He walked out of the jungle and walked through the muddy paddy fields. Before climbing onto the country road, he dug up a pile of mud and smeared it on his neck and hands.
As he walked forward, Wei Ran also paid attention to the paddy fields on both sides of the road, as well as the town of Manxi, which was getting closer and closer in front of him.
As he was about to approach the town, when Wei Ran passed by a stilted building, he casually picked up a backpack and a sickle and threw it on his shoulder.
By the time he made an extra detour to the banana forest next to another stilted building, in addition to the sickle, the bamboo basket he had brought with him already contained a large bunch of bananas that were about to ripen, and even he was wearing a coat.
A gray-black coarse cloth top and a long skirt that has not yet been dried.
Carrying a basket of bananas on my back, I walked into the town of Manxi. There were only a few stilted buildings and some brick and wood houses scattered on both sides of the only street that stretched from the south to the north. The most conspicuous among them was naturally
The temple located in the center of the town, and the monks doing morning prayers.
After observing the busy monks and the town residents who were offering food, Wei Ran took off his straw sandals and put them in his backpack, then carefully washed his hands and feet in the pool at the entrance of the temple, and then followed the villagers who got up early.
Walking into the temple, I bowed in front of the Buddha statue with my hands clasped in a decent manner, and I didn't know the name or position. Then I handed the banana that came to me to a young monk with a pretty face.
The young monk took the banana in surprise, then bowed slightly and said something in Burmese that Wei Ran couldn't understand.
Wei Ran also clasped his hands in return, but just smiled, turned around and left the temple, carrying an empty backpack and wandering aimlessly in this small town, which was not too big and had definitely not a large population.
Along the way, he made quite a few discoveries, including small items such as British army towels and soap, razors, beard brushes, and beard balm for sale at a small stall.
He took off his bamboo hat and took out a kyat from it. After Wei Ran bought these things in a pretentious manner, a small man with dark skin also took the initiative to come up to him and opened his backpack enthusiastically while chattering.
He was whispering something while mysteriously displaying the machete that was supposed to be issued to the British army, as well as a Gurkha scimitar that was definitely not produced locally!
Although there is a natural gap in the communication between the two sides, Wei Ran has been able to determine that the British troops stationed here have most likely run away, otherwise these things would not be sold publicly by the locals.
He used a few kyats to buy the machete and Gurkha scimitar in the other party's backpack. Wei Ran also bought some glutinous rice wrapped in banana leaves in front of a woman's stall, and learned from the locals around him.
He seemed to be eating slowly and continued to wander aimlessly in this small town.
When all that was left of the glutinous rice was banana leaves, he finally discovered several brick houses connected by walls at the end corner of the town.
Passing through the ajar wooden door and the fire points built with sandbags on both sides of the door, Wei Ran suddenly discovered that there was a wooden sign hanging on the wall of one of the houses, which clearly stated in English the daily afternoon tea.
Information such as rest times.
But in these houses, all that was left were various dismantled wooden boxes, a few broken tea cups, a few empty tin cans, a few crushed enamel kettles, and sprinkles.
There are unknown drugs all over the place.
After walking around the rooms, Wei Ran found not a single living person or the body of a British soldier, except for picking up a pair of brand new British army shorts.
Following the signs on the wooden doors of these rooms, he found the quartermaster's office. Wei Ran shook his head helplessly. Except for a pretty poster of a beautiful woman, it was even cleaner than a dog licking it.
In the corner on one side of the door, you can still see a lot of ashes left by burned documents.
Wei Ran carefully pulled out the ashes. After finding nothing, Wei Ran reluctantly opened the beauty poster. Unfortunately, there was a brick wall behind the poster, and there was no hidden information at all.
Unwilling to give up, he rolled up the poster and put it in his backpack. He checked every corner one last time before turning around and walking out.
However, just as he took one leg out of the door, he found two men wearing bamboo hats on their heads and tied with cages at their waists, aiming at him with revolvers each held.
The leader jabbered a long list of words. Although Wei Ran couldn't understand, he still nodded and bent down, took off his backpack, took off the British army shorts covering it, and then took a step back honestly.
The leader took a step forward, kicked over the backpack, and poured out all the contents. Then he picked up the rolled-up poster and opened it. He laughed and laughed with the man who bent down and picked up the Gur.
Scimitar's companion said something.
This time, although Wei Ran still didn't understand, he was sure that what came out of the other party's mouth was definitely Japanese!
Thinking of this, Wei Ran immediately pointed to the basket on his back, then carefully poured out the contents, picked up the fighting dagger, held it in both hands and handed it to the Japs who was playing with the scimitar.
Seeing this, the Japanese soldier handed the machete to his companion and reached out to take the small fighting bayonet.
However, before he could grasp the knife, Wei Ran had already let go in advance. And the other party subconsciously stretched his hands forward to catch the knife.
"puff!"
With a sound like cutting through a water bag, a slender and sharp Mauser bayonet first cut through the opponent's wrist holding the gun, and then stabbed it diagonally into his lung cavity.
When he pushed away the enemy who was still alive, the man who had just caught the Gurkha scimitar and was looking at it was also stunned, but then his eyes widened. Because, he watched helplessly
Beside the man opposite me and beside me, a wooden boat painted with tung oil appeared out of thin air!
But before he could react, as the wooden boat landed with a clang, Wei Ran had another anti-Japanese sword in his hand!
With a soft sound of "Poof!", the sharp anti-Japanese sword easily cut off the gun-holding arm of the stunned dog.
"Ah~!"
Amidst the ear-piercing screams, Wei Ran swung the anti-Japanese sword again and struck it diagonally on its temple.
She sheathed the knife, frowned, and tensed her muscles. After waiting for a moment, Wei Ran was surprised to find that he did not feel the indescribable feeling of brain downtime.
So that secondary language task was not completed?
Wei Ran frowned and glanced at the man with the Mauser bayonet still stuck in his lungs. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward and stamped on its neck.
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
With the crisp sound of "stuck", the devil who was about to be drowned by the blood flowing into his lungs also died, but the long-awaited feeling of brain shutdown still did not appear!
"Fuck! Don't you need to kill Luke?"
Wei Ran's heart trembled. When he came to his senses, he immediately collected the cheating platoon boat and Mauser bayonet, hurriedly rummaged through the bodies of the two Japanese, put some kyats he found into his pocket, and then added
He threw the two bodies into the dry toilet pit in the yard, then immediately packed up the scattered things in the backpack, took the things he had just bought or found, and quickly left the large, deserted yard.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Returning to the town, he also confirmed through shopping that he still did not understand Burmese, and in his mind, except for a few sentences he learned from the art teachers
Besides Japanese, I don’t know any other new words at all.
With various speculations about the secondary language mission that required killing at least one spy agent, Wei Ran deliberately changed directions and left the town of Muncie where the murder had just occurred, and used a sugar cane field as cover.
Quietly, he returned to the jungle outside the town.
"How's it going? Have you found it?" Zhou Guochang, who had been waiting for a long time, asked immediately.
"No"
Wei Ran suppressed his worries and briefly described what happened in Manxi Town. Then he took out the glutinous rice wrapped in banana leaves from his backpack and handed it to Zhou Guochang. At the same time, he did not forget to ask, "Squad Leader Liang and
Mr. Luke and the others haven’t come out yet?”
"I have just been hiding in the rice field and staring around, and I didn't see any smoke coming from anywhere."
After Zhou Guochang finished speaking, he opened the banana leaves tied with straw. He took out a pair of kiwis from his backpack and started to eat.
"hold on"
Wei Ran looked outside the jungle and said, "I bought you a set of local clothes. If there are locals passing by, you put on your clothes and touch them, and try to find a way to ask those British people when they ran away.
"
"give it to me!"
Zhou Guochang, who was devouring his food ravenously, agreed vaguely, and then asked, "Do you think Squad Leader Liang and the others will encounter any accidents?"
"Hard to say"
Wei Ran waved his hands absentmindedly, but in fact he was still thinking about how to complete the secondary language task, and whether he could go back if he couldn't complete it.
During this anxious wait, the sky gradually brightened completely. Wei Ran and Zhou Guochang still did not wait for Squad Leader Liang and others. However, as it approached noon, the roar of airplanes and the unique whistle of falling aerial bombs came overhead!
Immediately afterwards, Wei Ran saw helplessly that the small temple in Manxi Town that he had just visited in the morning also burst into flames in the explosion!
"These beasts!" Zhou Guochang cursed through gritted teeth.
After coming back to his senses, Wei Ran rubbed his face vigorously and asked in confusion, "Why did they blow up the temple?"
"Wherever our expeditionary force goes, they will blow up temples."
Zhou Guochang said angrily, "They will also send people to preach that as long as they help the expeditionary force, the temple will be blown up. You may not know how valued Buddhism is in this country."
