But also, because they had to carry or even carry sick patients, they completely distanced themselves from the team and eventually became separated.

Later, the wounded man whose name was not asked couldn't bear to leave in the rainy night a few days ago. When it dawned the next day, they met the young lama Jampa Kelsang chasing after him.

It is said that thanks to this little lama, although there are huge difficulties in language communication between the two parties, the little lama is extremely familiar with this grassland and has helped them find edible wild vegetables in the past two days.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this point in the chat, Squad Leader Liu also took out the single shoulder bag embroidered with the sickle and hammer logo from the bamboo basket.

What's inside? Wei Ran, who was particularly curious about this, looked over without concealing it.

When Squad Leader Liu opened the lid, Wei Ran, who was not far away, also noticed at a glance that there were cloth ropes sewn on both sides of the bag's pocket. The two ropes were each tied to the wire at the mouth of a glass medicine bottle.

On the ring!

Is that something that belongs to Squad Leader Liu?

Wei Ran couldn't help but get closer and watched with his own eyes as Squad Leader Liu took out a palm-sized cloth roll from his bag, opened it, and took out a fire sickle from inside.

However, he then handed the fire sickle with rich Zangdi style decoration to the young lama.

Immediately afterwards, he dug out a black stone the size of an egg from the bamboo basket and handed it to the little lama again.

After the other party took these two things, Squad Leader Liu unscrewed the light blue glass medicine bottle that was dug out by Wei Ran in later generations, put it to the little lama's hand, and knocked a finger-sized ball into his palm.

Like tinder.

After pinching the ball of tinder and pressing it on the stone, the little lama picked up the fire sickle and tapped it two or three times, and then the sparks that flew out easily ignited the small ball of tinder.

He picked up the dead grass leaves that he had just torn off his straw sandals and wrapped them in the tinder. The little lama just blew them once or twice and easily made them burst into flames. Then he successfully ignited the tinder that had been prepared under the copper gourd.

Firewood.

At the same time, Squad Leader Liu also tightened the cap of the bottle, put the bottle back in his bag, then unscrewed another brown medicine bottle and carefully poured out a few scattered pink "pebbles" from it.

These stones are no bigger than a soybean, and the small ones may not be as big as a match head.

It must be coarse salt...

In Wei Ran's guess, Squad Leader Liu cherished it and returned the largest piece to the medicine bottle, then threw the rest into the pot, then licked his palms and tightened the lid, and then took the

He picked up the spoon and slowly stirred the frog, fish and wild vegetable soup in the pot.

While he was cooking soup, the little lama also wrapped the fire sickle in cloth and stuffed it into Squad Leader Liu's bag.

Looking at Nurse Ji, she also took out her satchel, took out a bamboo tube that was as thick as a wrist and less than 20 centimeters long, and poured out a candle that was only 10 centimeters long.

Carefully, she used a knife to cut off a piece the size of a fingernail and threw it into the pot. Then she cut off another piece of the same size. Nurse Ji walked to Jiang Yu's side and applied the wax oil to his feet.

on those wounds.

Not only them, but also Li Zhuang and Zhang Erwa were not idle. Although these two little warriors finished making enough straw sandals for tomorrow, they did not stop. Instead, they pulled out a bundle of hemp rope from under the bamboo basket and continued to weave.

What.

"What are you doing?" Wei Ran came over and sat across from the two little warriors and asked curiously.

"thatched vest"

Li Zhuang said while he was busy, "I guess these two thatched vests will be ready tomorrow night. They will keep you warm a lot."

"Yes...is it...?"

Wei Ran sighed and stopped asking any more questions. He just watched these people working quietly while thinking about what he could do to help.

After thinking about it, he took out one of his bamboo baskets, and then, under the puzzled attention of Squad Leader Liu and others, he dipped it in the mud beside the meadow, and threw a handful of grass into it, secretly looking forward to it.

While sitting, I secretly prayed that I could catch some small fish and shrimps this way.

However, the answer to his prayer was not the fish and shrimp crawling into the bamboo basket, but the large clouds that gathered above his head without any warning.

Seeing this, Nurse Ji immediately took out the tattered blanket and asked Wei Ran and Zhang Erwa to use poles and bamboo baskets to prop it up. She and the little lama helped the patient Jiang Yu and sat him down on his buttocks.

He took out the hat he was wearing and put it on his head.

This was not over yet. Li Zhuang and Zhang Erwa also put all the withered grass in the bamboo basket and the thatched vest they had not finished weaving under the torn blanket, let the patient Jiang Yu lie on it, and used four bamboo baskets to lay it on.

The basket surrounded him.

After all this work, the cold wind blew from a distance, and everyone including Wei Ran shivered.

“Hurry up and eat before it rains.”

As Squad Leader Liu spoke, he had already dug out the enamel jar from the bamboo basket, and then asked for the enamel jar to be burned and placed it next to the bonfire.

When he took off the enamel bars from his waist, the little lama also took out a wooden bowl from his arms and placed it with the enamel jars.

In the warmth and light provided by the campfire that was blown by the wind, Squad Leader Liu picked up the enamel spoon, scooped out half a frog and put it in the first enamel jar, and then scooped out some vegetables and put it in.

As soon as his spoon left, Nurse Ji picked up the bowl of hot wild vegetable soup, walked to Jiang Yu, and fed it into his mouth bit by bit with a copper spoon.

At the same time, Squad Leader Liu also divided the remaining half of a frog and a small miscellaneous fish, as well as not too many wild vegetables, into the other five bowls equally. As for his own bowl, there were only a few wild vegetables floating in it.

Grassroots.

"Squad leader Liu, how much food do you have?" Wei Ran asked before picking up his enamel jar.

Hearing this, Monitor Liu, Nurse Ji and others looked at each other, sighed and replied, "There are still 142 and a half grains of highland barley. In addition to these, Nurse Ji also has a small piece of butter candle bought from a local herdsman."

I have some salt, and Li Zhuang and Erwa have some dried chili peppers and a small piece of ginger. The little lama had some damp highland barley noodles, which we had eaten in the past two days."

Opening his mouth, Wei Ran dug out his British army kettle from his bamboo basket in the coming wind and rain, and took out the four sticks of yak jerky, together with the highland barley wrapped in rags and the few sticks.

All the peppers were given to Squad Leader Liu.

Before anyone present could say anything, a torrential downpour ensued. Everyone who had already put on bamboo hats gathered around the patient Jiang Yu and the bonfire, joining their hats together to cover the bonfire.

In order to avoid the rain, Squad Leader Liu poured all the water in the kettle into the copper ladle to heat it, while also trapping the last traces of warmth remaining in the modest bonfire.

In this downpour, the temperature was getting lower and lower, and the blanket was also wrapped around the body of the patient Jiang Yu by Nurse Ji and Squad Leader Liu. Each person was poured a cup of the last barely boiled water in the copper ladle.

Even the rest was poured back into the kettle, corked and stuffed into Jiang Yu's arms.

This was not over yet. Squad leader Liu then used a spoon to put all the still burning charcoal into the copper ladle, and then took out a mismatched enamel lid from the bamboo basket and covered it, trying to bring out the last trace of warmth.

Stay longer.

But even so, in the face of such bad weather, this method cannot last long.

As everyone drank the precious boiling water in the cup one after another, even the patient Jiang Yu who was closest to the copper ladle shivered uncontrollably.

"Monitor Liu"

Wei Ran held the bamboo hat on his head and said loudly, "Give everyone a share of the beef jerky! Otherwise, you won't be able to resist!"

"not the right time yet!"

Monitor Liu said loudly, "Stay closer together! Nurse Ji! You and the little lama put on the blanket next to Jiang Yu! This way the three of you can stay warmer!"

"Let Li Zhuang and Erwa or Wei..."

"Stop fighting at this time!"

Wei Ran didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking and urged loudly, "Hurry up! Otherwise the charcoal fire will be extinguished!"

Hearing this, Nurse Ji finally stopped saying anything and asked the little lama without a bamboo hat to sit on the left and right sides of Jiang Yu with her, wrapping the tattered blanket around him.

If only the metal book could give me the tent and the cast iron stove...

I only felt a cold wei burning on my back, neck and under my buttocks. I gritted my teeth and trembled while thinking extravagantly in my heart.

In this hope that is destined to be extravagant, Wei Ran, who is only wearing single clothes, has never felt that time has passed so hard.

Gradually, he only felt that his back, the bottom of his buttocks, and even the legs he was sitting cross-legged had become numb and lost all feeling. Only the bodies that were kept close to the companions on both sides for warmth were still as unsatisfied as they were.

Trembling under control.

In this icy rainstorm, the little lama's chanting voice inevitably trembled, but his voice was also much louder.

"Comrades!"

Monitor Liu seemed unwilling to be outdone by the little lama's chanting, and suggested enthusiastically, "Let's sing a song!"

"Sing! Sing!" Nurse Ji responded loudly.

"Sing with me!"

Squad leader Liu cleared his throat and started the crowd by beating time in the majestic and icy rainstorm: "Every red soldier must remember! Pay attention to the three major disciplines and eight items! Sing!"

"Every red soldier must keep in mind the three major disciplines and eight items!"

Little warriors Li Zhuang, Zhang Erwa and Nurse Ji sang at the top of their lungs: "The first thing I don't do is take a stitch from the workers and peasants, and the masses support and like me!"

"Comrade Wei Ran, let's sing together! How can we revolutionary soldiers let a little lama compete with us!"

Squad leader Liu greeted Wei Ran during the song, and then sang the following lyrics with the other three: "Second, obey the orders of your superiors, and our victory will be more guaranteed!"

"Ancestor, if you dare to offend me at this time, I will draw a six-legged tortoise on every page!"

Wei Ran mentally warned his metal friend who was both a teacher and a friend, with a square head and square brain who could turn pages, and then took out the harmonica under the cover of his pocket.

In this rainstorm with lightning and thunder, in the singing that became louder and louder, in the chanting that gradually stopped, he mustered up all his strength to play this song that seemed to fill his stomach and bring warmth and strength.

accompaniment.

In the lightning that illuminated everyone's faces from time to time, the little lama Jiangpa Kelsang looked at the people around him blankly, then looked at the wounded Jiang Yu beside him who seemed to be subconsciously singing along, and finally turned the prayer wheel in his hand
Chapter completed!