In the rain curtain that almost obscured the sight, an exhausted team hid directly under a tall and lush banyan tree after barely leaving the depression next to the river.
"Just, just here." Zhou Guochang begged, beating his soaked and swollen thighs, "I can't walk anymore, I really can't walk."
"Then let's do it here," Squad Leader Liang responded hoarsely, and helped the young monk Sehao unload the bamboo basket and other items from the donkey.
At the same time, Wei Ran and Qin Shouzheng also removed the bamboo basket from the other donkey and put it together with everyone else's baskets.
"I'm going to chop some banana leaves."
Wei Ranqiang mustered up his energy to draw out his machete, walked a few steps further, and cut down an armful of wide and thick banana leaves.
A large part of it was distributed to everyone and spread on the ground. With the help of squad leader Liang, Wei Ran emptied two backpacks, put the canvas buckets in, and then made an oversized funnel with banana leaves and placed it on top.
Within five minutes of putting this set out, the canvas bucket was filled with rainwater.
They lined up to fill their water bottles with fresh rainwater, and then placed the refilled canvas buckets next to the two donkeys. However, everyone didn't even bother to eat, so they each used raincoats and tarps to build a tent.
In a simple shack, I sprinkled a layer of anti-leech powder randomly and couldn't wait to lie down. Not long after, I started snoring loudly.
In contrast, the young monk Sehao borrowed soap from Wei Ran early, took off his clothes, and carefully washed his body in the rain, as well as the British uniform that did not fit him well.
After several failed attempts to light the fire, Squad Leader Liang, whose eyes were bloodshot, silently pulled out the box gun from his waist, leaned against the thick tree trunk, and stared blankly at the gradually rising river in the distance.
In his sleep, Wei Ran once again returned to the river that was densely covered with floating corpses. He once again saw the swollen corpses of the expeditionary soldiers, the rotting corpses by the creek, and even the corpses from the river.
Aerial bombs were dropped above their heads, and they heard the rumbling noise of the Japanese bombers flying over at low altitude!
"Ah——!" Wei Ran turned over with a shout, and there was a matte titanium alloy pistol in his hand.
I looked around. In the dark night, the only thing I could see was the kerosene lamp hanging on the tree trunk, and Squad Leader Liang sitting under the kerosene lamp with a box gun in his hand. And the only thing I could hear was the clatter.
The sound of rain.
"Get some sleep," Wei Ran stood up and said softly, "I'll keep an eye on you later in the night."
"good"
Squad Leader Liang responded hoarsely, and while inserting the weapon in his hand into the gun case, he was already snoring.
Taking off the oil lamp and placing it next to him, Wei Ran took off his smelly and damp clothes, cleaned up the locusts that had crawled everywhere on his body at some point, then picked up the soap that the young monk returned to him and walked to the shade of the tree.
Outside, I was scrubbing my body in the rain, and there was a lingering corpse odor on my clothes.
After such a wind and rain, he finally came to his senses. Unfortunately, in this jungle night with lightning, thunder, wind and rain, the only thing he could do was chew dried meat under the kerosene lamp and watch the lights continue to shine.
The night sky was filled with lightning, and from time to time, we had to chase away the leech that fell from the banyan tree overhead and prepared to eat.
I don’t know how long it took, but the two donkeys who were also sleeping woke up in no particular order, and then they began to neigh restlessly, and in the jungle not far from them, a faint green light also appeared.
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Seeing this, Wei Ran didn't even wait to stand up, so he picked up the submachine gun in his backpack, pointed it in the direction where the two green lights disappeared, and pulled the trigger!
"Da da da!"
The clear and dense gunfire was particularly harsh in the rainy night. From the distant jungle, a low roar and a wail interrupted by the gunfire also came from the jungle.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Shouzheng was the first to wake up. When he stood up, he had already grabbed the submachine gun and completed the action of loading and unloading the order. Immediately afterwards, without waiting for Wei Ran's reply, Squad Leader Liang and others were also woken up one after another.
"It's okay, just keep sleeping." Wei Ran put away his submachine gun, "There might be some wild beast that has been driven away."
Hearing this, Qin Shouzheng was the first to put down his weapon and lie down on his seat again. But then, he stood up, took out his soap, and walked out and said, "You guys can continue to rest for a while, I'll do it."
I’m on duty all night, so I’d like to take a shower.”
"I want to wash up too." After smelling the smell on his body, Zhou Guochang got up and borrowed the soap from Wei Ran.
Seeing this, Wei Ran simply lay down again. However, before he could close his eyes, he could vaguely hear the unique noise of airplane propellers in the rain!
Subconsciously he stood up again, Wei Ran pulled the oil lamp over, raised the glass lampshade and blew hard.
Immediately afterwards, Captain Liang and the young monk Sehao, who had already laid down again, as well as Qin Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang, also immediately ran to the concentrated bamboo baskets and hurriedly put them on the donkey's back.
"Wait a minute!" Weiran shouted first, "Something seems to be wrong. There is something wrong with that plane!"
"If you have any questions, leave here first!" Squad leader Liang responded hoarsely.
"No, there seems to be something wrong with that plane."
Wei Ran's tone became much more relaxed, "Its engine seems to be on fire. If you look carefully, the flames are very clear."
Before he finished speaking, a flash of lightning flashed in the night sky. With this fleeting strong light, everyone who looked up could vaguely see clearly that there seemed to be something really dangerous on the wings of the low-flying plane.
The faint light of fire!
In the blink of an eye, the roar of the plane had drowned out the white noise of the rainstorm. But before anyone could say anything, one of the wings of the plane in the night sky suddenly turned into a ball of fire! Followed closely.
Then, the plane, which was flying just above the treetops relatively smoothly, began to deviate from its direction, and was then blocked by the dense jungle.
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Less than ten seconds apart, a deafening explosion came from a distance accompanied by the tremor of the ground. The two donkeys also kept kicking and screaming in excitement.
"boom!"
Another explosion came from the jungle in the distance. Even through the dense jungle, they could see the night sky dyed red by the fire!
Everyone shuddered, looked at each other, and shouted in unison, "Go and have a look! Catch the little devil!"
Before the words were spoken, everyone immediately took action, lighting the oil lamps again, taking off the tarpaulin that served as a rain screen, wrapping the bamboo baskets, either on their shoulders or fixed on both sides of the donkey, and walked quickly towards the plane.
Walked in the direction of the crash.
Under the guidance of the night sky dyed red by the fire, everyone did not go in the wrong direction, but after leaving the road opened by the large army in front, it was not easy to walk in this primitive jungle that few people came to.
The downpour was like a flood, and by the time they arrived at the fire point, at least half an hour had passed.
However, the fire was only caused by fuel pouring out of a broken wing and a few broken trees. Weifang did not even see the engine of the aircraft.
Fortunately, although the plane wreckage was not here, the canopy of those tropical trees with a layer cut off once again helped guide them in the direction.
Bypassing the flames that were still burning and not sure whether they would explode or not, everyone continued to walk forward for more than ten minutes. After discovering two engines that were also burning with weak flames, they finally saw an airplane.
The remains of the main body.
In the pouring rain, the plane dragged a trace of 100 meters on the ground. The remaining wings on both sides of the fuselage were firmly stuck at the roots of two broken trees. The two fallen trees,
They also covered the nose and tail of the aircraft with their respective tree crowns.
But even so, Wei Ran recognized it at a glance. It was a 97 heavy explosion equipped with a large number of Japanese weapons.
After realizing the specific model of the smoking aircraft wreckage, Weiyan immediately increased his vigilance and raised his hand to stop his companions behind him.
"Stay back!" Wei Ran and Squad Leader Liang shouted in no particular order.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Guochang, who was about to run over, asked confused.
"This is a plane specially designed by the Japanese to drop bombs."
Squad leader Liang was the first to speak, "Our division has shot down a plane like this before. It had a bomb on it. If it exploded, we would definitely not be able to escape if we were so close."
"Monitor Liang is right."
Wei Ran then said, "Besides, the main body of this plane looks quite complete, and maybe there are still people alive. You guys stand back, and I'll go over and take a look first. If there's no danger, you can go over again."
"I'll go." As he spoke, Squad Leader Liang had already pulled out his cannon.
"I'd better go"
As Wei Ran spoke, he had already taken off his backpack and forced it to Squad Leader Liang, "You guys, step back."
"If there is a bomb, run away quickly," Squad Leader Liang reminded worriedly.
"Do not worry"
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he took the flashlight from Qin Shouzheng. This flashlight was one of the two flashlights seized from the Japanese when he met Zhou Guochang and Luke. Along the way, the first one became a seductress.
The flashlight used as a bait for Japanese bombings also became dimmer and dimmer because it was lit less and less.
He tried to remove the battery the way he had done when he was a child, and reinstalled it by gently banging it with the butt of his gun a few times. Wei Ran pushed the button again and saw that the brightness had increased a lot, so he cautiously moved closer.
At the same time, Squad Leader Liang also led the overly curious Qin Shouzheng and others back into the distance.
Bent down and crawling through the lying tree canopy, Wei Ran first looked at the highly recognizable machine gun tower on the back of the aircraft. Seeing that there were no bodies here, he immediately became vigilant and walked around to the nose of the aircraft.
As expected, the aircraft's cockpit and nose fire tower were also severely damaged. Through the tear, one could clearly see the bodies of flesh and blood inside. Although the condition of the cockpit was better, it was still difficult to stick a flashlight on it.
Shining through the thick bulletproof glass, you can still see the body still sitting in the driver's seat.
After carefully confirming that even if there were living people inside, there was no way to get out, Wei Yan walked around to the hatch on the right side of the tail.
He carefully pushed open the hatch that was severely deformed by the impact. When he put the flashlight in, he saw four corpses that looked like bloody gourds.
There was no need to check them at all. Just by looking at the weird bending angle of their heads, or the dark red blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, or even the bones of their flight suits piercing their thighs, you knew that the impact when they landed had already killed them.
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Letting the flashlight beam extend inside, Wei Ran finally saw the last crew member in the bomber.
It was still sitting in the navigator's position at this time, but what Weiran didn't expect was that when he bent down to get into the cabin, the navigator actually turned his head and looked over with difficulty.
Stepping closer, Wei Ran shone a flashlight around the Japs' body, and immediately noticed that his spine had completely lost its strength. He was still able to stay in position because of the safety belt.
Reliable enough.
Not only that, when Wei Ran opened his flight suit, he immediately smelled the smell of shit, and also noticed that his chest and ribs had collapsed.
"Where did you just bomb? How far is it from here? Why did you fall?" Wei Ran helped the other party tighten his flight suit again, and patiently asked the question in Chinese, English and German.
"Help...help me," the man with severely broken vertebrae and ribs said weakly in German with a thick accent.
"Where did you bomb just now, how far away is it from here, and why did you fall?" Wei Ran asked again.
"Engine failure." After the devil said this, he stretched out his hand with difficulty to the aeronautical charts spread on the table in front of him.
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's drooped down.
He put his hand under the devil's nose and tried it, and then put it on its neck. Wei Ran sighed regretfully, hugged its neck and turned it hard, and there was a crisp sound.
Completely eliminated the possibility of resurgence.
Picking up the flashlight again and walking to the edge of the driver's seat, Wei Ran glanced at the scars on the forehead and the collapsed nose of the body that was not yet cool, and then glanced at the instrument panel with remaining blood stains. After thinking for a moment, he turned around
Walking out of the cabin, he bent down and got under the severely damaged muscle belly.
After careful inspection until he was sure that all the bombs on the plane had been cleared, he ran back a few steps and called to the hiding squad leader Liang and others to come over.
"Is there a bomb inside?" Qin Shouzheng was the first to ask.
"No, there are only bullets in the aircraft machine guns."
Wei Ran led everyone inside and said, "Let's all go in and have a look. Let's search together. Maybe we can find something useful."
“This will come in handy”
Before Qin Shouzheng finished speaking, he and Zhou Guochang each pulled off a goggles from the corpse at the door in no particular order.
After Squad Leader Liang and the young monk tied the donkey to the fallen tree trunk, Qin Shouzheng and the others also took off the goggles on the heads of the other two corpses and handed them over.
Although I didn't know if this thing would be useful, neither squad leader Liang nor the young monk Sehao refused this small gift.
At Wei Ran's reminder, Qin Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang took off the watches from the corpse's wrists and gave them to Squad Leader Liang and the young monk who had just hung the goggles around his neck.
Weiran, on the other hand, not only rejected those watches that were likely to have shocking amounts of radiation, but also rejected goggles that were almost useless in the jungle. Instead, they rummaged through the cabin and found a not-so-large first-aid kit made of cowhide.
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Although he didn't find a parachute in the cabin, he found something better than a parachute - two inflatable life rafts, as well as several cans of rice and fish.
It's ironic that the little devil's pilot doesn't like skydiving and even doesn't have a parachute at all, but the distribution of life rafts is also weird.
Although life rafts have been commonly equipped on various types of military aircraft of the Japanese since 1939, the carrier-based fighter jets that need life rafts the most are not equipped with them at all.
Although he couldn't figure out the devil's brain circuit, it didn't stop Weiran from flipping the two inflatable life rafts out and putting them aside. Even if they weren't used later, they could be slightly modified and used as waterproof backpacks.
Finally, all the bodies that had not yet cooled down were thrown out, and everyone got back into the dry cabin. Wei Ran, who was walking at the end, reluctantly closed the severely deformed cabin door.
"Would you like to make a fire?" Zhou Guochang asked first, "At least we can boil some water."
"Forget it, it's almost daybreak." Squad Leader Liang waved his hand, "We'll talk about it after daybreak. Then we'll have a good meal before setting off."
After hearing this, everyone naturally had no objections. They took off their soaked clothes and hung them up to dry in various places. Tan Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang also took the soap again and went outside to continue taking their baths.
Wei Ran found a random place to sit down, and used the last bit of light from the flashlight to open the first aid kit he found.
To his expectation, in addition to a small copper flashlight and two spare batteries, this cowhide first aid bag with heavy signs of use also contained some triangular towels, gauze, iodine, alcohol, etc. for trauma debridement and bandaging.
and a large bottle of cod liver oil and zinc oxide for treating burns.
But in addition to these normal medical supplies and some items such as tweezers, scissors and absorbent cotton, the remaining space contained an iron cylinder similar to the common iron tea bucket in later generations, and a brown tea bag about the size of a glass infusion bottle.
Glass medicine bottle.
The iron tube with Japanese soldiers painted on it also had the words "Marching Friends" written on it. The handwritten label on the brown glass bottle only had a Japanese character that Wei Ran couldn't understand, followed by
The word "剤" appears, plus what appears to be instructions for dosage.
I opened the iron bucket and took a look. It contained pills that looked similar to chocolate beans. They even smelled of sweetness.
Then he unscrewed the glass bottle he took out, poured out a white pill from it and smelled it. Wei Ran frowned and carefully looked at the label on the bottle that only said the dosage, and finally realized belatedly that this was
what.
In future generations, just the weight of these things in this medicine box will probably buy you at least ten years of free food and living. If you are lucky, you might be able to reincarnate through the VIP channel in advance, delete your account, and start over again.
But in this era, these things have common names among the Japanese soldiers. The ones contained in the iron jacket are usually called marching pills. Take one pill to refresh your mind, and take two pills to make you invulnerable.
As for what is contained in the glass bottle, it is a more valuable "assault ingot". As long as you eat one of these things, you can maintain high concentration and work overtime for long-distance flights and long-distance marches. Eat two.
They will unconsciously shout "onboard". If they eat a handful, they can fly the plane and go to the American warships to have fun.
Looking at this plane again, Wei Ran finally remembered that during World War II, the Japanese, especially the pilots, were commonly addicted to drugs in order to cope with overtime and dangerous night flights.
He even had no doubt that the pilot and even all crew members might have taken drugs before the plane made an emergency landing.
"It's a pity that there are no surgical instruments and syringes"
Wei Ran murmured regretfully, and calmly put the white pills in his hand back into the medicine bottle. Then he took out the bottle of iodine wrapped with a sponge, then found absorbent cotton, and used tweezers to suck it.
Filled with iodine, endure the sting, and carefully apply it on the wounds bitten by locusts and mosquitoes all over the body.
After applying it to himself, Wei Ran did not let the others go. Anyway, he had just discovered a Japanese plane that had just fallen. Even the young monk Sehao with his pure six senses couldn't help but look around curiously.
, in a short period of time, they will not really close their eyes and sleep. In this case, it is natural to help them take care of the bites and wounds on their bodies and the wounds scratched by branches, grass and leaves.
Counting the time with his watch, Wei Ran used alcohol to deiodine himself and everyone else. The smell of medical alcohol began to fill the cabin.
But everyone was rarely quiet. They either leaned against the cabin wall or simply lay down, quietly listening to the white noise caused by the continuous rainstorm outside.
"Squad leader, can we go out?" Qin Shouzheng asked abruptly.
"Yes," Squad Leader Liang responded, almost mumbling.
"I want to eat the oil tea made by my mother," Qin Shouzheng murmured to himself. "It contains crushed peanuts, rice, and oil fruits, plus shredded green onions and sesame seeds..."
"Gululu..."
A loud protest came from Zhou Guochang's stomach, and soon after, Wei Ran couldn't help laughing. Zhou Guochang touched his belly awkwardly, but he didn't want everyone to hear his grunting again.
At this time, even Squad Leader Liang and Qin Shouzheng wiped the corners of their eyes and started laughing. After a while, the laughter in the cabin became louder and louder, more and more unscrupulous, so much so that even the little monk who couldn't understand Chinese was Sehao.
, couldn't help but have a big smile on his face.
"I'm not going to sleep anymore!" Squad Leader Liang sat up excitedly, "Make a fire! Let's drink oil tea!"
