"Comrade...?"

Li Zhuang called out cautiously, but none of the soldiers who were leaning shoulder to shoulder responded to him.

"They... they all sacrificed..." Even though Nurse Ji said this, she still checked her breathing one by one.

Wei Ran sighed silently. The spots on these people's corpses were already very obvious, and they could even smell a bit of corpse stench. In other words... they were still far away from the main force.

In the unspeakable silence, Wei Ran walked to the edge of the meadow, faced Squad Leader Liu and others who took off their hats, and the bodies of the Red Army soldiers who were still sitting together, and pressed the shutter again.

This time, what he recorded with his camera was disappointment and grief.

"Let's... let's keep going..."

Squad leader Liu said with strong energy, then put on the bamboo hat again, leaned on the wooden stick, and took steps without hesitation.

In silence, the little lama bent down and picked up a bamboo hat that had sunk in the water from the swamp on the edge of the meadow. After shaking it vigorously, he put it on his head, blocking the dazzling sunlight and letting the bamboo hat shine.

The words "Workers and Peasants' Red Army" written on it reflect the dazzling water light.

Without any rest, the hungry and exhausted group embarked on the journey again.

But compared to before, everyone was much quieter this time. No one spoke, and no one suggested singing a song. Only the young lama walking at the front was spinning the prayer wheel in his hand.

Gradually, the meadow behind him became farther and farther away, and the bodies of the Red Army soldiers sitting together were finally completely blocked by the grass. Even the pole that had been draped on Zhang Erwa's shoulders returned to Wei Ran's shoulders.

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I don't know how much time passed, but before the sun set on the horizon, the top of my head was once again shrouded in clouds.

Seeing that it was going to rain again, Squad Leader Liu finally stopped. After looking around, he raised his hand and pointed to a small highland in the distance that was much higher than the ground. He said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go there to spend the night. Li

Zhuang, Wei Ran, you go pick things up first, and we'll go find some food."

"I'll go look for wild vegetables too."

As Zhang Erwa spoke, she put all the dead grass and wild vegetables she found along the way into the bamboo basket carried by Li Zhuang.

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Before she finished speaking, Nurse Ji also put the wild vegetables and dead grass she found along the way into the basket.

Watching the four people walking away in different directions, Wei Ran and Li Zhuang, who were carrying poles, looked at each other and walked from one meadow to another, carefully moving to the small highland dozens of meters away.

There are no traces of the front troops camping here, presumably because it was still early when they passed by.

Similarly, this is not the place where later generations Wei Ran and Xia Shushi discovered those relics. The area here is smaller, and the terrain is much higher.

However, it is inevitable that there are so many mosquitoes in this place that as soon as the three of them walked up, a large group of mosquitoes were driven away with a buzzing sound, forming a rather spectacular black cloud above everyone's heads.

It would be great if there was a copy net...

Wei Ran couldn't help but muttered, objectively speaking, the large mosquitoes here are no less than those in Inta's summer. More objectively speaking, these huge numbers of mosquitoes are also rare proteins.

But under the current conditions, it is too difficult to catch them and accumulate enough to satisfy the hunger.

"I'm going to find some food too," Li Zhuang said as he put down his pole. He didn't even care about resting, so he chose a random direction and left this small highland.

In the blink of an eye, he was the only one left. Wei Ran looked up at the increasingly thick clouds above his head. After thinking for a moment, he pulled out the anti-Japanese sword from the basket, cut the surrounding grass into an open space, and then spread the grass over it.

They dug out the soil and built a fire platform about 20 centimeters above the ground.

Seizing the last moment before the rain, he took out some firewood, chopped it, put it in the basket and covered it with his bamboo hat. Then he picked up another bamboo basket, and after looking around, he walked down the small area.

On the high ground, we walked towards a large water bubble a hundred meters away.

Along the way from the small highland that had been left behind to this puddle the size of a football field, Wei Ran could occasionally see wooden sticks poked at the junction of the swamp and the meadow. Some of them

There are some rag strips tied on top.

Thanks to the experience gained from chatting during the day, Wei Ran now knows that the vicinity of these wooden sticks tied with rag strips often means that the swamp next to it is too dangerous. As long as you walk into it, you may never have a chance to climb out alive.

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It was also through the wooden sticks on this swamp that Wei Ran could see that in order to get around the swamp he was going to, the troops in front had to make a circle close to the side.

Knowing that he might not be able to find anything to eat along the marks left by the large army, Wei Ran just hesitated for a moment and walked in the opposite direction.

Using a wooden stick to explore every piece of grass or swamp he was about to step on, Wei Ran carefully searched for the wild vegetables he had eaten last night and had been collected by Zhang Erwa and others during the day.

From time to time, he would press the bamboo basket he brought specially into the mud, trying to catch some small fish, shrimps and frogs with higher calories.

However, this kind of "hunting" activity is destined to consume more energy and physical strength than gathering wild vegetables, so after just a few times, he felt that his eyes were turning black and his hands were losing strength.

Wei Ran hurriedly sat down to calm down his hungry body. Wei Ran waited patiently for five minutes before slowly standing up holding the basket and moving step by step towards the edge of the bubble he was interested in.

I hope the articles in primary school textbooks are not deceptive, and I hope we can really catch fish here...

Wei Ran murmured a prayer and used his weight to press the bamboo basket into the mud at the edge of the blisters, and then covered the bamboo basket with a layer of weeds.

It's a pity that there is no bait...

Wei Ran rubbed his withered belly and sighed. He wanted to poop some shit as bait, but the metal book was too decisive. He was almost sure that if he were dissected at this time, there would be only

Those wild vegetables that I ate last night and those yellow grass leaves that I ate as snacks along the way.

After writing down the location of the bamboo basket trap, Wei Ran changed the route and walked back, trying to find more wild vegetables.

It's a pity that maybe the troops in front have already found all the edible wild vegetables, or maybe his ability to identify wild vegetables is insufficient.

So when he waded through the mud back to the edge of the small plateau, he only found less than ten wild vegetables and a small handful of withered grass that could only be used to weave a straw shoe.

"Comrade! Comrade!"

Just at this time, the little lama Jiangpa Kelsang, who was wearing a Red Army uniform on his upper body and a Red Army bamboo hat on his head, also ran over from the other direction with his hands in his hands, and at the same time he also ran towards Wei Ran.

Shouted loudly.

What did he find?

Wei Ran couldn't help but took a few steps towards the other party, and then he saw that the other party was holding two bird eggs in his muddy palm!

"Where did you find them?!" Wei Ran asked in surprise. Although these two eggs are only the size of quail eggs, as long as there are eggs, it means there are birds!

This time, the little lama seemed to understand what Wei Ran was saying, and carefully handed the egg into his hand, and then pointed in a direction behind him.

"wait for me!"

Wei Ran said, ran to the small high ground, put the two bird eggs in the copper gourd, and placed them in the most conspicuous position.

At the same time, the little lama who was following him also ran up, took off the shawl he had tied around his waist and put it into the bamboo basket.

But then, he actually took out a box gun in a wooden gun box from his arms!

"Where did you get this?"

Wei Ran asked, pointing to the box of cannon the other party was about to put into the basket.
Chapter completed!