In the dense forest, everyone silently helped Squad Leader Liang bury all the rotting corpses that could be seen. While Squad Leader Liang was recording the souls of the dead with the words written on the helmet, Wei Ran was also particularly serious and took pictures with his camera.
I wrote down the numbers and names carved on the tree trunks.
When everything was done, everyone had no time to rest, so they silently speeded up and left the mountain.
Afraid? Maybe he was afraid, but it wasn't the corpses he was afraid of.
Hate? Or maybe it’s hate, but it’s not the scavenging wild animals that I hate.
Amidst the rustling footsteps, inexplicable emotions filled the hearts of several Chinese people.
Luke, who was always lazy, silently took off the basket originally placed on the donkey and put it on his shoulders.
The young monk Sehao, from the moment he set out again, seemed to be reciting sutras that perhaps only he could understand.
A long time later, when they reached the bottom of the valley at dusk and were about to start climbing up the mountain in the fog that smelled of decay, Squad Leader Liang said in a hoarse voice, "Guochang, tell the little master to find a place to camp.
Bar."
"Okay, okay."
Zhou Guochang cleared his throat, communicated a few words with the young monk Sehao, and then said regretfully, "The young master said that he has never been here before. I don't know if there is any suitable place to rest around.
In addition, he also said that it is best for us to climb up. It is now the rainy season and it is too dangerous to be at the bottom of the valley. Moreover, even if it does not rain, there will be many wild animals looking for water at the bottom of the valley at night, and the closer to the bottom of the valley,
The more mosquitoes there are.”
Hearing this, everyone shook their anti-mosquito masks, and suddenly a large group of mosquitoes floated up like a black smoke. Then they changed the "dining table" and settled down again to wait for the meal.
Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads, and each bent down to dig up a pile of smelly mud from the mud that submerged their feet. After confirming that there were no locusts hidden in it, they immediately smeared it on their bare arms and thighs.
Adjusting the mosquito mask in almost unison, Squad Leader Liang said in a hoarse voice, "Everyone, work harder. When we get halfway up the mountain, we will find a place to rest."
Subconsciously looking at the top of the mountain behind them, Zhou Guochang and Wei Ran looked at each other and once again walked at the front of the team.
Fortunately, they were chasing the large army in front of them, so they saved themselves the trouble of opening a path in the dense forest. But even so, the winding mountain road in the rugged area still gave way to the hooves of the two donkeys walking in the second echelon from time to time.
The skids, together with them, also forced Squad Leader Liang and businessman Luke, who were walking at the end, to often help young monks Sehao and Qin Shouzheng to stabilize the animals, so as not to lose vital supplies after falling.
As everyone climbed up little by little, the originally blocked sunset once again brought light through the dense canopy of trees. Everyone did not dare to waste time, so they speeded up again and barely found a place halfway up the mountain.
A platform to live on.
"Guochang, you and the little master go look for water. If you can find food nearby, bring some back."
Squad leader Liang worked hard to make arrangements, "Shou Zheng, go find some firewood and come back. The dry firewood we brought from the cave cannot be touched easily. Wei Ran, let's build a shack with a rainproof cloth."
"yes!"
Zhou Guochang saluted decently, took off the two folded canvas buckets from the donkey's neck, and greeted the young monk to be the first to leave the camp.
"Why is he so energetic?" Tan Shouzheng couldn't help but muttered.
"Before the fall of Oxygen, Zhou wanted to join your Chinese expeditionary force." Businessman Luke had already emptied his backpack as he spoke, "Qin, let me go with you, I also want to help."
"You were not like this yesterday," Qin Shouzheng couldn't help but say.
"Yes." Luke smiled, picked up the hatchet, carried the backpack, and left the camp for the second time.
"Let's put up a shack too," Squad Leader Liang sighed after he finished speaking and couldn't help but look at the mountain behind him.
But soon, he simply turned his head back and took off a roll of waterproof canvas from the donkey's back.
Seeing this, Wei Ran patted the trunk of the banyan tree where the donkey was tied, picked up the machete again, and cut off some excess aerial roots. Then, together with Squad Leader Liang, he used the tarpaulin to build a tent that was barely big enough for everyone to lie down.
The shack under.
After the two of them cleared the dead branches and leaves on the ground, dug the stove and put the pots on it, Tan Shouzheng and Luke each came back with a basket full of firewood.
“Good luck”
Qin Shouzheng pointed in the direction of the top of the mountain with a hatchet, "There was a big tree on the top of the mountain that was killed by lightning. It was all dried up. We brought back a lot of it."
"Have you seen Guochang?" Squad Leader Liang asked, clicking his pipe.
"I didn't see it." Qin Shouzheng shook his head, "Let's go look for water too."
"Wei Ran, you and Shouzheng go ahead." Squad Leader Liang said abruptly, "Let Mr. Luke rest, he is still a sick person after all."
"OK"
Wei Ran happily emptied the firewood in the basket on his back, and together with Tan Shouzheng, collected the water bottles that everyone had drunk, and left the camp in the opposite direction to Zhou Guochang and Zhou Guochang.
"Should we go to the bottom of the mountain and look for it?"
Qin Shouzheng asked as he walked, "Didn't the little monk say that all the animals in the mountains go to the valleys to find water to drink? Even if we can't find clean water, maybe we can catch wild animals to satisfy our hunger."
“Forget it at the bottom of the mountain”
Wei Ran thought for a while and replied, "It just rained yesterday. Even if there is water in the valley, it is dirty water collected by flash floods. Drinking that water will kill people."
Before Qin Shouzheng could open his mouth, Wei Ran pointed to the top of his head, "It's so dark when we're halfway up the mountain. I'm afraid it'll be completely dark by the time we get to the bottom of the mountain. It's not sure who will satisfy whom by then."
"Too"
Qin Shouzheng scratched the mud on his neck, smacked his lips and said, "It would be great if I could find another waterfall. Take a good bath and sleep more soundly at night."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "This is Savage Mountain..." Wei Ran muttered secretly, but he did not break the opponent's fantasy after all.
Unfortunately, when they wandered around for nearly an hour and finally had to return to the temporary camp amidst the shouts of Squad Leader Liang and others, there was still not even a drop of water in the empty water bottles they took away.
"You didn't find any water either?" Tan Shouzheng asked Zhou Guochang in disappointment.
"No." Zhou Guochang shook his head, "We even went to the bottom of the valley, but there was only mud in the swamp."
"After cooking this pot of porridge, we still have two pots of water left. Please save it."
Squad leader Liang greeted absentmindedly, filled each person's lunch box or bamboo bowl with a spoonful of rice porridge, and then gave each person two horse meat strips and a dried fish.
After finishing the simple and somewhat excessive dinner in three or two mouths, the little monk once again took out his stone bowl and pestle, gave Luke a lump of Huhu and applied it on the wound, and then used half a pot of water to boil it for him.
of herbs.
Before going to bed, everyone drank a pot of water, and then laid out their own raincoats and blankets in the shack to have an early rest.
Just like yesterday, the night watch work was once again handed over to Wei Ran, Qin Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang. The only difference was that the order of the three people was changed.
However, not long after Wei Ran and others fell asleep, there was a loud rumble in the distance.
"Is it thundering? Is it raining?" Tan Shouzheng, who had been snoring, suddenly woke up, with surprise in his tone.
Zhou Guochang, who was holding a gun and guarding the bonfire, yawned, "I didn't see the flash..."
"Plane! It's a plane!"
Wei Ran, Luke and Squad Leader Liang identified the source of the sound one after another, and then shouted in unison, "Fire! Put out the fire!"
As soon as he shouted this, Zhou Guochang suddenly became smart and left the gunman in a hurry, looking around for something to extinguish the fire.
At the critical moment, Squad Leader Liang, with quick eyesight and quick hands, picked up the iron pot placed aside and directly covered the bonfire. At the same time, Wei Ran and Luke each picked up the engineering shovel and covered the iron pot with the soil dug out previously.
In just a short time, the roar of the plane in the night sky was getting closer and closer. Tan Shouzheng and the young monk Sehao didn't care about anything else. They called Zhou Guochang and Wei Ran for help and hung the bamboo basket on the donkey as quickly as possible.
On their backs, they each picked up their own baskets, pulled the reins and ran away.
"Spread out! Spread out! Don't run to the valley!" Luke shouted loudly, picked up his backpack, and dragged Zhou Guochang away from the place quickly.
"Gather all the survivors to the top of the mountain!" Squad leader Liang also shouted, picked up his own backpack, picked up the raincoat that was originally used as bedding, threw it on his body and ran away without a trace.
Wei Ran's speed was also not slow. He directly threw the submachine gun into the backpack and climbed along the hillside towards the top of the mountain.
In just two or three minutes, accompanied by a terrifying whistle, one after another aerial bombs fell on the locations they had passed but not yet passed.
In the dense explosions one after another, the terrifying shock waves also cleared open spaces one after another in the jungle! In the gap between the explosions, Wei Ran, who was escaping alone, even vaguely saw a tiger being blown away by the shock wave.
It was thrown towards the valley like a piece of rag.
Before the tiger landed, the strong light from the explosion disappeared, and the tiger also disappeared from the field of vision. But immediately after, new bright lights from the explosion followed, but Weiran could no longer find the tiger.
, and have no intention to pay attention to the life and death of a tiger.
At this time, all he could do was to curl up with his mouth wide open, trying to avoid the debris flying from the top of the mountain, the broken branches and bamboo trees, and even some people who couldn't stop the car during the life-threatening run and jumped from their heads to the bottom of the valley.
of wild animals.
"boom!"
There was another explosion that almost shook his whole body. Wei Ran felt a numbness in his right thigh, followed by burning pain.
"You little brat! Don't let me find anything related to dropping an atomic bomb!"
Wei Ran, who was shrinking his neck, yelled loudly, "If you let me find half a screw, I will blow up your Mount Fuji first even if I die!"
I don't know whether it was the curse that was very likely to come true, or the inventory of the planes above that had been emptied. In just a few minutes, those fighter jets that suddenly appeared circled at low altitude for a few times and then flew to the southeast.
direction.
"Pooh!"
When the surroundings became quiet again, Wei Ran spit out the mud and grass leaves in his mouth, and then groped around to check his injuries.
Although there was no light, the right thigh near the butt hurt when touched. He carefully tried to stand up. Although Wei Ran grimaced in pain, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he could at least still walk.
He took off the backpack with great effort, dug out the previously seized flashlight and put it on the battery. Wei Ran covered the head of the lamp with his hand and carefully observed the circle. Then he discovered to his amazement that the one that had just hit his thigh was actually a
A tortoise appeared out of nowhere.
And the reason why he was so sure was because the turtle shell lying upside down on the ground not far from him was still stained with his blood.
"Since it was you who hit me, please help me heal myself." Wei Ran happily picked up the turtle, which was almost as big as a steel helmet, and threw it into the basket.
It was almost certain that the tortoise must have been thrown by the shock wave and hit something, and then rebounded before hitting his thigh. Otherwise, if it had hit him directly, it would have broken his thigh just now.
It's probably not that difficult.
Turning off the flashlight, Wei Ran shouted several times in the dark. However, before Squad Leader Liang and others could respond, the roar of airplanes was heard again in the night sky!
"Your uncle!"
Wei Ran cursed secretly, reached out and took out a towel from his backpack and wrapped it around the head of the flashlight. He then turned on the switch, rounded his arms, and threw the flashlight towards the foot of the mountain.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before the flashlight landed, the towel wrapped around it detached itself from the lamp head. The flashlight also waved its dim beam of light alone, spinning and landing at the bottom of the valley, and finally
It landed in a bush, turning it into an emerald green natural lantern.
At the same time, Wei Ran also used his hands and feet to climb one meter toward the bottom of the mountain.
Soon, the second round of bombing struck, and the deafening explosion easily destroyed the flashlight at the foot of the mountain, and also easily blew away the diffuse fog again.
But this time, the targets of the Japanese bombings in the sky had obviously shifted, and Wei Ran, who was hiding under a tree and curled up, gradually relaxed.
Another two or three minutes passed, and the plane overhead circled again for a few times before flying to the southeast. Wei Ran once again started shouting the names of Squad Leader Liang and others at the top of his lungs.
Soon, the young monk's response came from the left hand side near the top of the mountain. Then, the voice of Squad Leader Liang also came from the right hand side.
The three of them shouted to each other and moved in different directions, and finally they merged together.
"Are you injured?" Squad Leader Liang asked first.
"It's not a big problem, what about you?" Wei Ran asked back.
"I'm fine." Squad Leader Liang knocked the steel helmet on his head, "Thanks to this iron hat!"
"Where are you, little master? Are you injured?" Both of them looked at the little monk Sehao.
Although the little monk could not understand Chinese, he was smart enough to shake his head immediately, then patted the slightly tattered dark red cassock on his body, and even gently touched the nose of the equally quiet black donkey beside him.
bone.
"We must quickly find Shouzheng and Guochang."
Before Squad Leader Liang finished speaking, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Shouzheng! Shouzheng! Guochang! Guochang! Mr. Luke! Where are you?"
Amidst the repeated calls echoing in the valley, Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, took out his submachine gun from his backpack, pointed it at the night sky, pulled the trigger and fired a round.
However, the three of them waited for almost a cigarette, but still did not receive any response.
"Let's go to the top of the mountain!" Squad Leader Liang gritted his teeth and lit the oil lamp while saying, "Go to the top of the mountain and shout! Let's go back and have a look."
"Let's go!" Wei Ran responded, limping at the front.
A group of three people and one donkey returned to the camp where they stayed. The shack they had worked hard to build before dark had been torn into rags by the shock wave. Less than ten meters away from where the bonfire was originally lit, there was a crater still emitting smoke.
.
Bending down to pick up the iron pot, Squad Leader Liang shook his head helplessly. It was more like a piece of scrap iron than a pot.
Throwing away the piece of scrap metal, Squad Leader Liang was about to say something when the sound of submachine gun fire and Zhou Guochang's horrified shouting suddenly came from the direction approaching the valley!
"Guochang! It's Zhou Guochang!"
The limping Wei Ran immediately ran over with Squad Leader Liang, but the young monk stayed where he was. He found a kerosene lamp from his backpack and lit it, and quietly searched for anything that could be used in the camp.
.
Looking for the sound of gunshots, Wei Ran and Squad Leader Liang scrambled and stumbled towards the foot of the mountain, shouting Zhou Guochang's name loudly at the same time.
Soon, they found Zhou Guochang, who was holding a gun and unconsciously pulling the trigger, and Luke lying on the ground, less than a hundred meters away from the valley bottom. They also found a tree less than five meters away from them.
Hanging on it was a large python that was still squirming and dripping blood!
"Guochang!" Squad Leader Liang shouted, and Zhou Guochang seemed to be frightened and subconsciously turned the muzzle of the submachine gun that had been empty of bullets.
Squad leader Liang ducked subconsciously, but Wei Ran rushed forward first. He first grabbed the receiver and fixed the bolt, and then pinched Zhou Guochang's elbows with his other hand.
In one move, he easily snatched the submachine gun and threw it into the backpack behind him.
"Pop!"
As Wei Ran's big mouths, front and back, swung at him, Zhou Guochang finally woke up after shuddering, and looked at Luke lying at his feet in panic.
After receiving the oil lamp from Squad Leader Liang, Wei Ran checked the unconscious Luke, then frowned.
At this time, Luke's face and arms were covered with small scratches, but compared to these, his left calf was obviously bent from the middle.
"Are you injured?" Wei Ran asked Zhou Guochang.
"Me? I...I"
Zhou Guochang looked around in panic, then staggered and tried to stand up, but in the end his feet gave way and he knelt on the ground.
"Lie down"
Wei Ran pressed the other person's shoulders and asked him to lie next to Luke. After a rough inspection, he was somewhat relieved. Fortunately, except for the two walnut-sized bumps on Zhou Guochang's forehead and the fact that his nose was still bleeding, he was fine.
Didn't suffer any injuries.
"Luke...Uncle Luke, how is he?"
Zhou Guochang said incoherently, "When we were pushed down the mountain by the explosion just now, he...he protected me, and only then did I get injured."
"The calf is broken, I don't know anything else"
Wei Ran thought for a while, took out his submachine gun from his backpack and handed it to Squad Leader Liang behind him, "Squad Leader Liang, you and Guochang guard Mr. Luke. Don't move him yet. I'll go find some materials around him first."
"
"good"
After taking the submachine gun, Squad Leader Liang put away the box gun in his hand, and then slapped Zhou Guochang on the back of the head, neither lightly nor hard, "Stand up! Now is not the time to cry!"
Ignoring the two men anymore, Wei Ran took out his machete from his backpack, carried an oil lamp and approached the python with bullet holes on its body. He first chopped off the snake's head, then turned around and walked in the direction he came from, following his memory to find the snake.
There are a few bamboos as thick as an arm.
He chopped down three bamboos as quickly as possible, ran back immediately, made a simple stretcher out of the tops of the three of them, carefully picked up Luke, who was still unconscious, and carried him back to the previous camp together.
Without daring to relight the bonfire, Wei Ran broke open the thickest bamboo as quickly as possible, scraped the burrs on the edge, and then tore into pieces the blanket that the little monk had just found in the ruins of the camp.
A strip of cloth was wrapped around it.
"Guochang, you and the young monk hold down Mr. Luke's upper body."
As Wei Ran spoke, he pinched Luke's chin, forcing him to open his mouth, and then stuffed a rolled towel in.
Sitting on the ground, Wei Ran stepped on Luke's crotch with a particularly skillful foot, and then asked Squad Leader Liang to sit on Luke's thigh and his calf.
When the other three were ready, Wei Ran clamped Luke's broken leg with his left armpit and began to pull it back with the strength of his waist.
Stimulated by the severe pain, Luke unexpectedly woke up from the coma. However, not only were three people holding him down with their weight, but there were also towels stuffed in his mouth, and even his crotch was stepped on by Wei Ran.
He was so stubborn that he could only stare wide-eyed and try his best to endure the severe pain in his calf.
"Don't let him move, it's still a little bit worse!"
While Wei Ran shouted, he carefully touched the fractured area with his hands, then clamped Luke's ankle with his armpits again and pulled it back forcefully, while carefully adjusting the alignment of the fractured area with his right hand.
It wasn't until Luke fainted again from the severe pain that he stopped and fixed the newly made bamboo splint on Luke's calf with a blanket torn into strips of cloth.
"Everyone get up"
Wei Ran, who was sweating profusely, gave a tired greeting. After the three of them let go, he said, "Guochang, ask the young monk to get him some herbs that can relieve inflammation, relieve pain, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. Squad leader, you can find a way to get it."
Take a stretcher, we still have to get out of here quickly, at least to the other side of the mountain."
Without waiting for the other party to speak, Wei Ran continued, "I'm going to find Shouzheng now. If I find him, I'll shoot him. When you hear this, shoot him back, and then I'll go find you."
Squad Leader Liang opened his mouth, then nodded and handed the submachine gun to Wei Ran, "Be careful."
"You guys just hold the gun, I'm just a burden if I carry it."
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he took out the box of quinine wrapped in layers from the bottom of his backpack and handed it to Squad Leader Liang, then chased him out in the direction where Qin Shouzheng led the donkey away.
"Squad Leader Liang, you, please kill me!"
Before Wei Ran could walk away, Zhou Guochang knelt on the ground, smacking his mouth and crying, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't dozed off during the night watch, I wouldn't have..."
"okay!"
Squad Leader Liang shouted, "Do you think you will be useful if you are awake? When that little devil's plane flew high enough, you heard the sound and saw our fire! If you have this time, help me make a stretcher! You!
Dianzi, if you don’t want to live anymore, don’t waste my bullets, go to the battlefield and fight the Japanese with all your might!”
Hearing this, Wei Ran, who was holding an oil lamp, breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time quickened his pace, looking for Qin Shouzheng who had disappeared.
