"I also obey your command," Dr. Cross immediately expressed his attitude.

"And I," said Carsten, who was the most seriously injured, "I also want to survive."

Hannuo and Wei Ran, who had been silent, looked at each other and said with confidence, "In this case, our goals are the same."

"Mr. Carsten's life is not in danger, right?" Wei Ran changed the subject at this time, "And you, Dr. Yog, your life is not in danger either, right?"

"At least that's the case for now," Dr. Yog replied cautiously. That's indeed the case for now, but what the future will be like is unknown.

"In this case, let's test our medical skills." Wei Ran said seriously, "It's just a competition."

"Competition? Medical skills? You?" Dr. Yog looked at Wei Ran doubtfully.

But the latter just smiled and said, "Dr. Yog, would you like to give Carsten an injection to relieve pain now?"

"I just had a fight"

Dr. Jörg replied while helping Carsten rebandage the wound on his head, "Otherwise he would have screamed in pain."

"That's good"

Wei Ran said, and under the horrified gazes of Carsten, Hanno, and Yog, as well as Dr. Cross, who was slightly out of the channel, he grabbed Carsten's broken arm and used it three times.

Completed the reduction of the fractured arm.

"I said it's just a competition, a pure competition."

Wei Ran, who was still determined to save people, emphasized the pale excuse he had made for himself, and then commanded, "Hannuo, no, Captain Hannuo, please open that box, I need wooden boards."

"oh oh!"

Hannuo reacted, immediately took out his mountaineering pick, and opened a box originally used to hold cans in a few clicks.

"do not move"

Wei Ran reminded Carsten, whose eyes were as wide as bells, then tore open a shirt and put a splint on his broken arm as quickly as possible.

"The next step is the second round of competition."

Wei Ran said seriously, then he helped Carsten up, and in an unquestionable tone, he directed Dr. Yog to give him half of an analgesic injection, and then carefully helped him complete the reduction of the rib fracture.

Using a sleeping bag and a wooden board to secure Carsten's body to the sleigh, Wei Ran looked maliciously at Dr. Yog with frightened eyes, and said with a smile, "Doctor Yog, now it's time for the third round of the competition."

"Wait! Wait! Don't touch me!"

Dr. Yog shouted in horror, and with the speed he had ever seen in his life, he took out an analgesic pill and stabbed it almost roughly near the knee of his dislocated right leg.

"Wait a little longer! Wait a little longer!"

Dr. Yog put down the injection and shouted, "I could have done the dislocation reduction myself, Victor, Mr. Victor, no, Dr. Victor...Gaba!"

Before Dr. Yog finished his trash talk, Wei Ran easily dragged him to the ground, grabbed his dislocated leg, and restored the dislocated joint to its original shape in the blink of an eye. Dr. Yog was also slow to react.

Suddenly, he let out an exclamation of "Oh!"

"Okay, the competition is over."

Wei Ran spread his hands and said, "It's your turn, Doctor Yog. I have a cold. If you can help me cure my cold, you win."

"you..."

Dr. Yog gritted his teeth and looked at Wei Ran, then as if he realized something, he followed the topic and said, "I am confident enough to win this competition, Victor, what if you lose?"

"If I lose, I will continue to be the chef. What if you lose?" Wei Ran asked.

"There's no way I'm going to lose!" Dr. Yog said firmly.

"Thanks"

Wei Ran said without warning that he didn't understand why the metal book didn't allow him to save people, but even if he was a veterinarian, he really couldn't sit back and watch as there were two sick people in this team of only five people - them

The two of them will drag the other three to death!

"You're welcome, it's just a competition."

Although Dr. Yog didn't know why Wei Ran found such a poor excuse, he was a very smart man.

After this strange exchange of medical skills, Dr. Yog took out some pills from his medicine box and handed them to Wei Ran. The latter didn't even look at them, unscrewed the kettle and took them into his mouth.

It wasn't until all the patients, including Wei Ran, who was not a patient, had been treated properly or seemingly not so properly, that Hannuo said, "Gentlemen, in order to avoid further accidents, I have some ideas.

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"We will do whatever you say," Dr. Cross said mindlessly.

"First of all, our destination is the warehouse. When the visibility is good enough, I will show you where the warehouse is."

Hanno paused and continued, "Next, if we continue to travel in the same way as before, it will take at least four days to get to the warehouse.

But there are less and less days left for us. As visibility decreases, the probability of us going in the wrong direction will become greater and greater, and we will become separated more and more frequently."

After finishing speaking this time, Hannuo glanced at Wei Ran and saw that he seemed not to express his opinion, so he continued, "So I plan to temporarily abandon some things, and then integrate three sleighs to shorten the time by increasing the speed.

Time to rush."

"What are you going to throw away?" Dr. Yoger asked first.

"The generator is going to be left behind."

Hanno said first, "There are also personal belongings that take up weight and excess food supplies. Each of us only leaves two days' worth of supplies, and everything else that is not necessary is left here."

Carsten, who was the most injured, was about to say something, but Hanno added, "This is the most direct way to ensure that all the wounded can survive, and as long as we can survive, we can wait until summer comes."

Come back here to pick up the things you left behind."

"cost"

Dr. Yoger asked, "What's the cost to us?"

"The biggest cost is simply losing radio contact for up to three days."

When Hannuo said this, he looked at Weiran again, "We still have to take away the radio station, which is also the key to our survival. As for other things, it depends on everyone. The more things we throw away, the faster our speed will be."

The sooner."

"I have no opinion"

Dr. Cross was still the first to express his attitude, "The most personal belongings I have are just books and newspapers that I haven't had time to read yet."

"I have no objection either"

Carsten, who was lying on the sled, said jokingly, "As long as you don't leave me and the letters from my family behind, I can throw away the rest of my stuff."

"What about you?" Wei Ran asked Dr. Yog.

"You must bring medicines," Dr. Yog thought for a while and added additionally, "and food for the sled dogs, which is also the largest proportion of supplies."

"We only need to bring a set of hiking equipment," Hanno also expressed his attitude. "Let's keep those vegetables too. Even if we wait until summer, I guess they won't go bad."

"I can leave my camera and suitcase behind, and I only need to carry half a barrel of fuel."

Wei Ran finally said, "But I think the cipher machine and the major's personal belongings should be taken away."

"I have no objection." This time it was Dr. Yog who was the first to express his attitude.

"I have no objection either," Dr. Cross and Carsten agreed in unison.

"In this case, let's eat first and then count the supplies." Hanno finally made the decision.

Since I decided to leave most of the supplies behind, the next meal was naturally extremely rich. Soon, six gasoline stoves were lit and set up together to serve as large stoves, and one was washed with snow by the guard.

Clean iron buckets were placed on top to serve as pots.

Next, several cans of canned beef, cut carrots, and onions were thrown in for heating. By the way, Wei Ran also dug out a few bottles of gin that belonged to Major Schubert from his belongings and gave them to everyone.

Filled a bottle of water and poured an extra glass.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! No need to explain, everyone understands that this pot of strong wine is probably their last struggle and comfort when they are at the end of their rope.

In the steaming water vapor, most of the bucket of steaming polar stew with an astonishing vegetable content was distributed to everyone's lunch box, and then was sent into the stomach by the spoonful, and the strong liquor flowing in along with it dispelled the last traces of alcohol in the body.

A scary chill.

After eating and drinking, Dr. Cross took the initiative to take on the night watch duty, while the others got into the smelly sleeping bags again and lay side by side next to the sleigh that Carsten owned exclusively.

Listening to the howling wind outside and the chirping of the oil stoves not far away that were burning at maximum power to provide heat, Wei Ran stared at the tent above his head with the eyes of a bystander from later generations.

Everything that just happened.

It doesn't matter if you look at the small to see the big or the big to see the small. When Major Schubert led this expedition team, it was almost a miniature version of the German poisonous rule at this moment.

But in the "Hanno Era", everyone is moving closer to another more equal team formation model.

However, this mode that Mustache dislikes the most seems to have made a fundamental change in this team.

If Major Schubert once squeezed every ounce of ability from everyone in this small team, then Hanno was mobilizing everyone's enthusiasm.

Is there a difference between squeezing and mobilizing? At least Weiran knows very clearly that the difference between them is really huge.

Not to mention others, if it weren't for the metal book that forbids killing, Wei Ran's work as a servant in the week before leaving the cabin would have given Wei Ran enough reason to kill that fanatical Nazi element a thousand times.

Even if he is not mentioned, doesn't Dr. Jörg also want to kill the major, and is he supported by Carsten and Cross, doctors who have no independent opinions?

Are you thinking too much...
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