Xiao Jiang and Sun Zuojun kept confirming their position. They were still ten kilometers away from the enemy base, and Wan Li waved to signal to set up camp.
We hid in the middle of the woods, Candy and Pure Love set up two tents.
Chujiu and I were responsible for cooking instant noodles in an alcohol stove. After struggling for a long time, Ivan Qiao glanced at the instant noodles and realized that he hadn’t eaten in many years. He would never eat this kind of non-nutritious junk food.
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Chujiu happily brought Ivan Qiao's portion of instant noodles in front of him.
Sun Zuojun and his wife also refused to eat instant noodles. Wanran said they were tired from the long journey and needed a rest, so she pulled Sun Zuojun into one of the tents.
"What the hell, I'm not tired yet they are tired?"
Just as Chujiu was muttering whether he could have one more instant noodles, one of them was snatched away by Wan Li. Seeing the expectant looks in Candy and Chunlian's eyes, Chujiu handed the last one to them. You two brothers eat it.
Let's take a share of the loss, it's better than nothing.
While Wan Li was eating instant noodles, he told Xiaojiang and the others that after eating, they would find high ground nearby to hide and watch, and never wander near the tent where the leader was resting.
I didn't hear any other meaning in Wan Li's words at first, but seeing his mean eyes, I guessed that there might be something good to watch later. Most likely, Wan Li didn't want the scene of Sun Zuojun being tortured to be seen by too many people.
arrive.
After dinner, Wan Li asked me to help him install the radio in another tent. While assembling the radio, Wan Li told me with a wicked smile on his face that Sun Zuojun was the best.
"Chief Wanran doesn't look like a violent maniac."
Wan Li quickly made a silence gesture, lowered his voice and told me that Chief Wan Ran had always wanted a child and had always seized every opportunity for so many years. After saying this, Wan Li raised an eyebrow at me.
It turns out that was the case, I was really too naive, I thought Chief Wanran was going to beat Sun Zuojun.
After setting up the radio, Ivan Qiao Zheng, Chu Jiu and Zhang Xuan leaned against a big tree and stared at the tent not far away.
Zhang Xuan stared at the ground with a red face. Ivan Qiao and Chu Jiu looked at the tent for a while and then looked at the watches in front of them.
These two boring people, if nothing else, must be betting again.
Wan Li and I walked to sit next to them. Chu Jiu glanced at the watch in front of him, and there were still fifteen minutes left to see the outcome.
The tent where Sun Zuojun and his wife were sitting was shaking violently. Although the people inside tried hard to suppress their breathing, they could still faintly hear eager singing, which seemed to be exciting, joyful, and nervous...
Suddenly, there was a high-pitched and long gasp like the sound of nature, and the tent stopped shaking and returned to its original stable appearance.
"Hammer, uncle, can't you hold on for a few dozen seconds?"
Chujiu drooped his head and curled his lips, suspecting that Ivan Qiao had cheated. It must have been Ivan Qiao who was secretly causing trouble, and that was why he lost.
Ivan Qiao rolled his eyes at Chujiu. He blamed others for cheating because he was not good at Taoism. He obviously did not estimate Sun Zuojun's aura correctly.
"Wan Li, give me a cigarette to smoke."
Two minutes later, Sun Zuojun's face glowed red, he came out of the tent, picked up the kettle and filled a full pot of water, then reached out and asked Wan Li for a cigarette.
"this?"
Wan Li raised his head to signal to Chief Wan Ran inside the tent. Sun Zuojun waved his hand, which was Wan Ran's agreement. She would not say anything about smoking at this time.
"You brat, move more quickly."
Sun Zuojun lit the cigarette and took a deep breath. I only had two minutes to rest.
Chujiu silently extended his thumb towards Sun Zuojun, "Master, please come on."
Before Sun Zuojun finished smoking his cigarette, the anxious voice of the leader came from the tent. Sun Zuojun dropped the cigarette butt and quickened his pace.
"Are you still having fun?"
Ivan Qiao touched Chujiu with his elbow, but Chujiu ignored him. Ivan Qiao slapped him on the forehead and got up to fetch water from the mountain spring on the road.
Not long after Chujiu came back with two water bottles, Sun Zuojun walked out of the tent slowly with a hand on his waist and trembling legs.
This time, Sun Zuojun didn't say a word. He drank the entire cold water in the kettle in one breath, took the cigarette from Wan Li, and used two matches to light the cigarette.
"Nephew, help your uncle to fetch two more bottles of water."
Sun Zuojun had beads of sweat on his forehead and patted Chujiu's head. He would definitely take Chujiu with him when he took a lot of supplements after the mission.
When Sun Zuojun came out of the tent for the third time, he held his lower back with both hands. His legs were so weak that he felt like he was going to fall to the ground at any time. He obviously walked a distance of tens of meters and took twice as long as before.
Chu Jiu diligently picked up the kettle and handed it to Sun Zuojun, holding on to Sun Zuojun's other arm. "Master, you can do it, although you caused me to lose the bet."
Sun Zuojun choked on the water and kept coughing. He was about to raise his hand to pat Chujiu on the head, but Ivan Qiao glared at him and quickly put down his arm.
"Just think of it as sacrificing your life for your country."
Ivan Qiao raised his eyebrows at Sun Zuojun. Don't put any pressure on him. If you couldn't bear it anymore, just talk to your uncle. His uncle also had a lot of useful pills with him.
When Ivan Qiao talked about sacrificing his life for the country, I instinctively looked at Zhang Xuan, and she happened to look at me too. The moment our eyes touched, Zhang Xuan turned around and went to patrol around to look at Xiao Jiang.
Are they being lazy?
"You forgot your gun."
Wan Li shouted with a wicked smile on his face, and Zhang Xuan left even faster.
Sun Zuojun stared at Ivan Qiao with expectation. Ivan Qiao was only chatting with Chujiu and didn't notice Sun Zuojun's eyes asking for help at all.
The night was completely dark, and we did not use any lighting. We could only faintly see the tent in the distance shaking crazily again under the moonlight.
Sun Zuojun came out of the tent for the fourth time. He had just taken two steps when his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.
"Uncle Master?"
Sun Zuojun drank a pot of water, still shaking drunkenly, and then poured another pot of water directly on his head. It took a long time for his eyes to regain clarity.
"Master nephew, what is Taoism? It means breaking through oneself again and again."
Ivan Qiao refused to mention the gift of the elixir to Sun Zuojun. He took out a few cigarettes from Wanli's pocket and threw them to Sun Zuojun. He turned to ask Chujiu and Wanli, where did they talk about just now?
"Guo Guo, let's go fetch water together. You can bring the other kettles with you."
Chujiu stood up and picked up the empty kettle beside him, "Master, I can only help you so much."
We came back from fetching water. As soon as we sat down on the ground, we saw from a distance that a corner of the tent was lifted up, and an arm stretched out from the tent. It seemed that it was desperately trying to escape from the tent, and then the figure stretched out its arm, like a figure.
It was pulled by a huge force and disappeared into the tent instantly.
At that moment, I vaguely saw a plump figure, riding on another black figure and shaking hard.
"Didi dididi~"
A series of sounds came from the radio in the tent, and Chujiu sighed, his uncle finally saved his life.