That night, there was a silvery moon in the sky overhead, and the cold moonlight made everything in the field of vision faintly visible, but it also meant that it might not rain that night.

Wei Ran threw the remaining three grains of highland barley into his mouth, and carefully crushed them one by one with his molars and then slowly crushed them, but for a long time he was unwilling to swallow the mouthful of saliva that contained a small amount of starch.

In the evening, although they each drank a large cup of tasteless waterfowl and wild vegetable broth, due to the lack of drinking water and vital firewood, they were unable to drink as much as they had last night.

Even in order to avoid getting thirsty easily, monitor Liu didn't put even a grain of salt in the soup that he drank all day long.

Even so, when they decided to take a break, only two kettles were left containing fresh water that, even though it had been filtered through charcoal and boiled for more than ten minutes, was still filled with the strong stench of sewers.

That night, everyone lying side by side in the simple tent seemed to be tossing and turning insomnia. From time to time, someone's stomach would make a growling sound.

But everyone secretly swallowed the few saliva to resist the hunger that never disappeared.

"I have a silver dollar in my brown glass jar."

In the quiet night, Captain Liu, who was lying in the corner, suddenly said to himself, "That silver dollar is the end of the food for our cooking class. Now, the three of us in the cooking class are the only ones alive." Li

Zhuang, Zhang Erwa, if...

If I don't wake up tomorrow, or if I don't wake up some day. You have to get out of this grassland alive. When you see the instructor, remember to bring the tail of the meal, my party membership card, and... and me among the party members.

Give him all the party dues in the certificate."

"yes..."
Chapter completed!