people."

Without waiting for Squad Leader Liu and others to agree or refuse, Wei Ran continued, "Even if we can't all walk out, one or two can always walk out, and he will take our photos back when the time comes.

At least... at least the family can have something to think about, and at least someone knows that we existed."

Hearing this, Squad Leader Liu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Then take one photo, then let's each take a photo! Comrade Wei Ran, do you think where is the right place to take the photo?"

“Just here”

Wei Ran pointed to his feet, "The sun is just right now, let's take pictures here. How about we do it one by one? Who comes first?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and then Li Zhuang, Zhang Erwa and Nurse Ji said in unison, "Let the monitor come first!"

"Then let's start with Squad Leader Liu"

Wei Ran couldn't refuse and said, "Anyway, you are at the front of the queue. It would be a step less for everyone to take."

As if he thought this excuse was valid, Squad Leader Liu did not refuse, and put the hat on his back and his own canvas satchel.

Then he let Wei Ran direct him to adjust his position so that the hot midday sun shone on his rosy face.

At the same time, Li Zhuang also dug out the box cannon that the little lama had picked up from the bamboo basket, and helped Squad Leader Liu put it on his belt.

"Squad leader, show your whistle." Wei Ran suddenly made a special request.

Although he didn't understand its meaning, Squad Leader Liu didn't think much and took out the shiny copper whistle from his collar.

When everything was ready, Squad Leader Liu saw Wei Ran holding up the camera and immediately raised his chest and raised his head in what he thought was the most handsome pose - raising his arms in a military salute.

Pressing the shutter button lightly, Wei Ran smiled at the other party, who also smiled and put down his arm. Then he pulled out the box cannon and handed it to Li Zhuang. After the other party put it on his belt, he didn't forget it.

I helped him tidy up his military uniform which was full of patches.

As expected, when Wei Ran pressed the shutter again, Li Zhuang also saluted him with a military salute.

Soon, Zhang Erwa stood in the photo-taking position, and the box gun was pinned to his waist. Even the anti-Japanese sword belonging to Wei Ran was tied to the handle and blade with hemp rope in advance.

Behind him.

A photo was taken of Zhang Erwa, who was dressed as an elite but still looked like she was saluting. Nurse Ji also stood in front of Wei Ran carrying her canvas satchel with a red cross sewn on it.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! While Wei Ran was waiting quietly, Nurse Ji took off her hat calmly, revealing her short black hair that was less than two centimeters long, and then

He took out a military cap from his satchel and put it on his head.

From the chats in the past few days, Wei Ran already knew that this hair style was definitely not a beautiful one. She had cut it specially before entering the grass, just to make it easier to take care of her hair and not to worry about getting lice on her head.

And according to her, there are many female warriors who do this, and she is not alone.

Waiting patiently for this young girl who also loves beauty to use a military cap to suppress her hairline and easy-to-maintain hairstyle, and neatly raise her hands to salute the camera in her hand, she is already prepared.

Wei Ran pressed the shutter again after some adjustments.

At this point, the 120 film used in this camera only has the last "quota" left.

Before he could wait long, the little lama who had been "dressed up" by Li Zhuang and Zhang Erwa also stood in front of Wei Ran.

This little lama has a belt on his waist that came from Squad Leader Liu, and is wearing a box cannon that he picked up with his own hands.

On his shoulders, in addition to the Red Army bamboo hat, there was also the anti-Japanese sword from Wei Ran. Zhang Erwa helped him carry it. He even took off his monk skirt and put on Li Zhuang's temporary skirt.

The pair of coarse trousers issued by the Red Army were lent to him.

If you ignore the prayer wheel that is also tied to his waist and his not-so-standard military salute, this is already a qualified Red Army soldier.

No, even if his military salute is not standard, and even if he still wears the prayer wheel around his waist, he is already a qualified Red Army soldier.

Waiting patiently for squad leader Liu to personally help the little lama correct his standing and saluting posture, Wei Ran smiled at him and decisively pressed the shutter, using up the last "slot" on the roll of film.

"Comrade Wei Ran, do you need me to take a picture for you?" Nurse Ji put away her military cap and put on her bamboo hat. "I've used a camera before."

"No"

Wei Ran smiled and waved his hand, while rewinding the film and explaining, "I had already filmed myself before I met you."

Easily deceiving Nurse Ji, Wei Ran replaced the camera with a new film, and then used the bamboo basket to take it back into the metal book. At the same time, he also got back the stolen porter Kung Fu.

I don’t know if the little episode of taking photos just now brought some encouragement. After setting off again, everyone seemed to be walking more briskly, and they were still discussing enthusiastically. After they walked out of the grass and the photos were developed, they were ready to send them.

To whom?

Even Wei Ran took out his harmonica again and played one after another the tunes he knew and could think of.

Encouraged by photos and harmonica music, everyone left a long, winding and tireless trail on the grass and in the mud.

By the time it was approaching evening, only the last few sips of the last pot of water had been drunk, but there was still not a single cloud floating above my head.

However, it was precisely because of this rare good weather that they were able to see in the setting sun that a black mountain range had appeared directly in front of them, and they could even vaguely see the ups and downs that seemed to be like woods.

Turning his head to look at the fiery red sunset due west, Squad Leader Liu said while looking for a suitable camping site, "Let's keep going. It looks like it will rain tonight. Let's work harder to get there tomorrow."

There is firewood on the side of the mountain, let’s take a good rest and then have a good meal!”

Encouraged by him, everyone seized the last moment and took advantage of the sky to speed up their pace. They jumped from one meadow to another, gradually getting closer to the mountain at the end of their field of vision.

distance.

Finally, when only half of the top of his head was still above the horizon under the fiery red sunset, Squad Leader Liu finally stopped.

Unfortunately, after walking for so long, wherever they looked, they could not find any high ground above the water. Even the meadow they stopped at was only larger in area than others.

If you step on it a little further, the sole of your foot will still sink, and then be firmly sucked by the muddy and smelly water that comes up.

"Let's stay here today"

Squad leader Liu said, "We just ran out of firewood, so even if we find a place to make a fire, we still can't burn it."

"It's so soft to sleep on here," Li Zhuang, who has an optimistic personality, joked.

“It would be nice if it really rained tonight.”

Zhang Erwa also murmured, but without delaying the two of them, they helped Wei Ran unload the pole from his shoulders.

“It won’t rain lightly tonight”

As Squad Leader Liu spoke, he had already pulled out Wei Ran's anti-Japanese sword from the bamboo basket and cut off a large piece of turf from the edge of the meadow.

At the same time, Li Zhuang, Zhang Erwa, and even Little Lama and Nurse Ji also lined up in a row with great skill, and used a relay method to throw the grassland to the location where they were going to camp.

After coming back to his senses, Wei Ran hurried over to help, and together they moved the pieces of turf that had absorbed water together.

In the busyness of everyone, the spot in the middle of the meadow that was intended for camping was thickened, but this was just to prevent people from sinking their feet completely when they stepped on it.

Immediately afterwards, Squad Leader Liu and others took off their respective hats and placed them upside down on the thickened grass, barely making up a small space enough for everyone to sit down.

Finally, two poles were stuck on the grass and a blanket was put up to create a tent. Everyone carefully got in and sat on the upside-down bamboo hats.

Before this was over, Squad Leader Liu and Li Zhuang pulled four bamboo baskets over and blocked both ends of the tent.

Almost before and after, a flash of lightning flashed in the distance, and the long-lost dark clouds floated over everyone's heads from a distance.

"hold on"

Captain Liu, who was sitting on the outermost side, licked his chapped lips and said, "We will have water soon."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the copper ladle in the other person's hand, Wei Ran silently took off the cup cover of the kettle and was ready to receive the rainwater.

This is indeed the only thing they can do at the moment. At the end of the day, they found only enough dry grass to twist a half-meter-long straw rope. This was not enough to weave straw sandals, and it was not enough for Li Zhuanger.

Men finish the thatch vests they are still weaving.

"Crack!"

A muffled thunder exploded not far away. Nurse Ji, who was seated at the innermost side of the tent, couldn't help but shiver. At the same time, she couldn't help but look outside the tent expectantly.

After an unknown amount of time, the sun was completely blocked by the horizon, and a cool breeze blew away the sweltering heat outside the tent.

However, not even a drop of the rain they were expecting fell.

"Comrade Wei Ran, play a piece of music and listen..."

Captain Liu, who was holding a copper ladle in his hand, looked at the gloomy sky above his head and said, "Just play a volunteer march and listen!"

"good"

As he spoke, Wei Ran handed the cup he was holding to Zhang Erwa beside him, and then put his hand into his arms as a cover to take out the harmonica.

Amidst the muffled thunder that sounded from time to time, the howl of the cold wind, and the melodious harmonica accompaniment, a few voices hoarse due to thirst sang the same song neatly in this damp and cramped tent: "Get up."

!People who don’t want to be slaves..."

As the song became hoarse but more powerful, the tent was blown by the damp wind. Finally, a bean-sized, cold water droplet fell from a high altitude and hit Wei Ran's harmonica with a loud thud.

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It finally rained...

Wei Ran squinted his eyes and looked at the dim night sky, but did not stop the accompaniment. The people around him also did not stop singing, and the chorus sound became more passionate and powerful.
Chapter completed!