After a while, Li Zhuang and Zhang Erwa also used two pairs of poles and their tattered blankets to make a stretcher, and worked together to lift the little lama onto it.

"Give me two bamboo baskets"

Nurse Ji looked at Wei Ran and said seriously, "Ask me to do something, and I can carry it!"

Opening his mouth, Wei Ran sighed silently, took out a diabolo basket and handed it to the other party, "One is enough."

Before he finished speaking, he had already carried the remaining two bamboo baskets stacked together on his shoulders.

"How is the little lama's condition?" Wei Ran asked before Nurse Ji was about to say anything.

"He needs to be warmed up as soon as possible"

Nurse Ji glanced at the little lama who was lying on a simple stretcher and wrapped in a torn blanket, and said worriedly, "We still need to eat something, something hot, and we need to eat it as soon as possible."

"The little high ground in front"

Squad leader Liu bent down and picked up the anti-Japanese sword originally carried by the young lama and put it in the bamboo basket. He raised his finger and pointed diagonally ahead, "There...it looks higher. Go...go there."

Without hesitation, everyone followed Squad Leader Liu's footsteps, stepping on the soft but cold biting grass and mud, as well as the ice lumps covering the mud and meadow, and walked towards the small highland little by little.

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This time, Wei Ran walked in second place. Behind him was the little lama who was being carried by Li Zhuang and Zhang Erwa on a simple stretcher.

Next to him was Nurse Ji, who had been holding the little lama's wrist to search for his pulse.

After walking for more than half an hour, Wei Ran and Squad Leader Liu struggled to climb up the small plateau on the slippery grass and mud almost using their hands and feet. Then they took off the leggings and connected them together, and then with difficulty put the rest of the people together.

He was dragged up.

Maybe it was because of hunger, or because of the altitude. Just such an activity made Wei Ran feel like a fish thrown on the shore. He felt like he couldn't breathe at all, and his brain was dizzy.

With difficulty, Wei Ran lay down on his back, patiently taking deep breaths one after another until his body completely recovered, and then he slowly got up again.

"We... don't have firewood..." Nurse Ji, who was kneeling beside the stretcher with her body covered in mud and water, said almost desperately.

"Yes...we have..."

Squad leader Liu, who failed to stand up after several attempts, simply sat on the grass. He reached out and pulled out the anti-Japanese sword that belonged to Wei Ran from the bamboo basket, and then fumbled and took out the wooden gun box.

box cannon.

"carrying pole"

Squad leader Liu said feebly, "Burn the poles and the gun box. If...if that's not enough, just...burn the bamboo basket."

"Let me do it"

Wei Ran glanced at Li Zhuang and Zhang Erwa, who were both too tired to get up from carrying the stretcher, and reached out to take the anti-Japanese sword that belonged to him from squad leader Liu.

"These... skins are cut off."

Squad leader Liu handed the box of cannons to Wei Ran and said at the same time, "Wait...cook...cook and eat."

"good"

As he spoke, Wei Ran took over the gun case, took out the cannon inside and returned it to Squad Leader Liu. He used an anti-Japanese sword to cut off the leather on the gun case and put it aside temporarily, and then roughly chopped the wooden gun case into thin pieces.

Long wooden strips.

By the time he chopped the two poles into sizes suitable for burning, Squad Leader Liu and Nurse Ji had built a windproof stove with mud and turf, and the copper ladle that still contained a lot of ice lumps was also removed.

Put it on top.

Even the little lama, who was hypothermic, was carried to the bonfire waiting to be lit. At this time, Nurse Ji was taking out the small bamboo tube from her satchel, pouring out the butter candle inside, and breaking off some fingernail-sized pieces.

Put a piece of it into the little lama's mouth - this is the only treatment method this young nurse can carry out.

Almost as soon as Li Zhuang and others set up a windproof tent with the soaked ragged blanket, Wei Ran also took out the fire sickle and the glass medicine bottle containing tinder from Squad Leader Liu's bag.

Hiding in a sheltered place, Wei Ran first sucked the water stains off his hands with his mouth, and then carefully pinched out a small ball of tinder and pressed it on the flint.

As the fire sickle struck again and again, a cluster of sparks finally fell on the tinder.

Throwing away the fire sickle and blowing carefully for a few breaths, Wei Ran waited patiently for the sparks on the tinder to spread, and then quickly put on top the wood chips he had just scraped off the gun case.

Under his careful care, the sparks gradually turned into flames, which ignited the thin bamboo slices, and then ignited the wooden sticks chopped from the gun box. Finally, the moist simple stove ignited enough heat to heat the fire.

The charcoal fire of the copper ladle.

Wei Ran didn't stop at all. After hastily putting away the fire sickle and flint, he quickly picked up the leather just cut from the gun case and looked at it. Then he shook his head at Squad Leader Liu, "These leathers are stained with

It’s full of gun oil and you’ll be poisoned if you eat it.”

"Then eat this..."

As Squad Leader Liu spoke, he took off his belt from his waist and handed it to Wei Ran.

Taking the belt, Wei Ran raised his knife and chopped it into pieces the size of mahjong pieces, and then threw them into the pot according to Squad Leader Liu's instructions.

Seeing Monitor Liu looking at her, Nurse Ji immediately took out her knife, generously cut off a section less than one centimeter long from the butter candle and threw it into the pot.

After she rinsed the remaining oil stains on the knife in the cold soup, Wei Ran looked at the fuel he had just chopped out urgently, and after a moment's hesitation, he pulled over a soaked bamboo basket.

This bamboo basket must be burned as soon as possible while the remaining dry fuel is still abundant. Otherwise, when only the bamboo basket is left, even if these soaked baskets are broken into bamboo strips, it will be impossible to easily set them on fire.

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As for what to do next without the bamboo basket... let's survive first and then think about these things.
Chapter completed!