Got some scattered information.

The most critical part of this information was that in addition to Zhao Jinyu's second brother Zhao Jinshan writing to him in the summer and leaving the team for Mao Zi's territory soon after, he also learned that starting from last month,

The Japanese have been encircling and suppressing them. For more than a month, they have lost almost a squad of comrades.

Not only that, there were not only two wounded people in their camp now, but most importantly, they had been without food for four days.

"To be honest, you three came at the wrong time."

Lao Zhangtou took Hu Bazhi's tobacco purse, dug a pot of dry tobacco leaves with his own pipe, lit it and took a puff, and said worriedly, "Since autumn, this little devil has been surrounding us like crazy. This

I'm afraid life will be difficult in winter..."

"Old monitor, I don't want to hear what you said."

Hu Bazhi retorted dissatisfiedly, "When is the right time for us to come? When the Japanese are finished fighting? By then, eating shit will not be enough to keep it warm."

"I think Brother Hu is right!"

Zhao Jinyu echoed, "We joined the Anti-League to fight the Japanese. When else could we choose? The more difficult the time, the more we should come. I see, our three brothers came at the right time!"

"That's right!"

The one who agreed with them was not the silent Wei Ran, but Xiao Hu, the youngest soldier in the anti-alliance team.

Through the self-introductions during the chat, Wei Ran and the three of them all knew that this young soldier named Tian Xiaohu was only 16 years old, but he was already a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War who had been "enlisted in the army" for four years.

This enlistment really needs to be put in quotation marks. In the beginning, he was just an orphan adopted by the Anti-Japanese Alliance fighters. He usually only helped run errands, but he could also help with sentry or transmitting information.

However, since the Japs began to encircle and suppress the Anti-Japanese Alliance, Tian Xiaohu, who was unwilling to leave, finally got the weapons he wanted. In the past few months, he had killed six Japs.

On the slightly swaying carriage, Wei Ran, who was busy sewing the last few leather hats, did not join the conversation and smiled. The old squad leader, who was also sewing hats, did not express his opinion.

On the contrary, Hu Bazhi, Zhao Jinyu, and Tian Xiaohu, who were younger than the two of them, used this topic to talk about fighting the Japanese, the Japanese they each killed, and the "stories" they had with the Japanese.

There is no joy in such a story, it's just that everyone has their own sorrow and the same hatred.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In these stories full of blood and hatred, this sledge convoy, dragged by the mules, slowly penetrated into the depths of the forest and snowfields.

After climbing over mountain ridges with great difficulty, we finally got into a coniferous mixed forest and stopped at the top of a high plateau.

The terrain here is much higher than that of the surroundings, and there is a low but large nest in the middle that is covered with a thick layer of snow and almost blends in with the surroundings.

"Come! Come in and warm yourself up!"

Zhao Jinge and the old squad leader warmly greeted the three new members of Wei Ran and got into the hole in the ground. The other young soldiers who had already put on their fur hats enthusiastically moved all the captured trophies off the sledges in categories.

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At the same time, Wei Ran was also looking at the rather large den in the heat.

This den can be nearly 10 meters long and five or six meters wide. There is a corridor more than one meter wide in the middle. On both sides, there is a big Tongpa-like earthen kang. Next to the edge of the kang, every three or four meters.

There is also a thigh-thick pillar holding up the roof.

The two pavilions were covered with pine needles, birch bark, and tattered straw mats. At the head of the kang, which was relatively close to the mouth of the stove, there was also an anti-alliance fighter who seemed to have fallen into a coma.

"Comrade Wei Ran, the letter left by my brother Jinshan said that you have some medical skills, please help show them." Zhao Jinge said worriedly.

"What happened to them?"

As Wei Ran spoke, he lifted the tattered blanket from the pale young warrior on the kang to his left.

"His toes were cut off by the cold, and the wounds suppurated."

The old squad leader sighed and explained, "This kid is just 21, and he hasn't even mentioned his wife yet."

Hearing this, Wei Ran completely lifted off the blanket on the soldier, exposing his feet, and then frowned.

This soldier's 10 toes were so frozen that only two big toes and the second toe on the left were left. The rest... were already smelly.

"Why is it so serious?" Wei Ran couldn't help but ask.

"It must have been five or six days. We broke out and moved all night to avoid the Japanese encirclement and suppression. When we were crossing the river, the ice cracked. He stepped into the water and ran all night, waiting for us to stop.

When he came down, his...his toes were frozen off."

After a long silence and extra careful inspection, Wei Ran silently walked up to the other soldier, gently lifted the blanket covering him and asked, "What's going on with him?"

"Falled"

Zhao Jinge sighed helplessly and said, "When I broke out a few days ago, I fell from the mountain ridge and broke my thigh and hand."

Gently pinching the red and swollen fracture, Wei Ran reached out and touched the soldier's slightly hot forehead. After a moment of hesitation, he raised his head and said, "Brother Zhao, bring in all the captured Japanese backpacks and open them. I'll

I have to look around to see if I can find anything useful."

"Xiaohu, go get all the Japanese backpacks and open them on the kang." Lao Zhangtou gave the order before Zhao Jinge could speak.

"yes!"

The little tiger simply stood at attention and saluted, turned around and ran out of the warm nest.

"Brother Hu, and brother Jinyu."

Wei Ran took off his dog-skin coat and dog-skin hat and said, "Find the tin can of candy we found earlier."

Although they didn't know what Wei Ran was going to do, Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu immediately opened their sacks together and found the tube of Japanese candy.

"Brother Hu, you can't help me here. Why don't you work hard now and take Brother Jinyu to get some food for everyone!" Wei Ran said.

"Yes! Look at me! I almost forgot!" Hu Bazhi patted his forehead, and immediately called Zhao Jinyu who wanted to say something and ran out of the cave.

Almost immediately, Xiaohu also led a few anti-Japanese fighters, and sent all the forty or fifty Japanese backpacks into the den, opened them one by one and placed them on the earthen bed.

Although the Japanese backpacks contained a lot of things, the contents were similar. However, there were a lot of personal belongings in those Taro bags.

After some picking and picking, in addition to picking out a few first aid kits, Wei Ran finally found a glass bottle of assault tablets, some condoms, and a thin-edged knife with a bamboo handle and sheath.

After removing the wooden linings from the two additional backpacks, Wei Ran opened the iron tube, knocked out a handful of candy cubes, and said, "Squad leader Zhao, please arrange for a few stronger soldiers to come in and help."

"Just a few of them"

Zhao Jinge had already rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, "Which one do we need to hold down?"

"Two pieces of candy for each person, eat it and then help."

Wei Ran stretched out his hand and said without doubt, "If you don't want to eat, go out and find someone who is willing to eat to come in and help."

Zhao Jinge didn't know that Wei Ran was worried that they would suddenly lose energy due to low blood sugar, and he might not even have any idea of ​​what blood sugar is.

Of course, if Wei Ran could read minds, he would definitely roll his eyes. At this time, Zhao Jinge simply thought that Wei Ran was using candy cubes to test whether they could trust him.

Because of this, Zhao Jinge took the candy bar without thinking, threw it into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

Almost immediately, the other five soldiers, including Xiaohu and the old squad leader, each took two pieces of candy and threw them into their mouths, chewed them up and swallowed them.

After giving out the candy, Wei Ran threw the Japanese knife into the kettle on the stove and slowly cooked it. Then he took off his cotton-padded clothes and threw them aside, carefully rolling up his sleeves.

"Press him first"

Wei Ran pointed to the fractured one, and Zhao Jinge and others immediately surrounded him and held down the wounded man very skillfully.

He found his own bear-skin bag and stuffed it into the soldier's mouth for him to bite. Wei Ran nodded towards Zhao Jinge and others and began the work of setting the bones.

Before he could straighten the broken bones, the soldier was awakened by the pain and began to struggle uncontrollably.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Xiao Shen, hold on, we are looking for a doctor to set your bones!" Zhao Jinge pressed the wounded man's shoulders firmly on the kang and said.

After shaking his head, the soldier gradually stopped struggling. However, his nerves were inevitably tightened due to pain, and his originally pale face turned red from suppressing it in a short period of time, with large beads of sweat appearing.

"Shout out if it hurts."

As Wei Ran spoke, he increased the strength of his hand, and the soldier named Shen couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

In less than ten minutes, he finally managed to align the fractured femur through the severely red and swollen flesh, and the soldier fainted the moment he let go.

After carefully checking the red and swollen injured leg to make sure there was no external injury, he fixed the fractured thigh with a wooden board taken out of his backpack and a torn Japanese army blanket.

"Let him slow down and deal with the other soldier's wound first."

Wei Ran said, turned around and walked to the injured person who had lost his toes due to frostbite. At present, there was a lack of medical treatment and not even a decent scalpel. He had no confidence that he could handle such a wound.

But the current situation left him with no choice but to bite the bullet.

Taking out an assault ingot and crushing it, Wei Ran shook his head feebly. While distractedly wondering whether there were these two wounded people in a time and space without his own, and who treated them, or even whether they were treated, he took out the He used a Japanese thin knife that had been boiled in boiling water for a long time and gently opened a thin wound on the soldier's foot.

When the dark red blood slowly gushed out, he gently poured some Assault Tablet powder on top. This was the only way he could think of to relieve the pain.

After waiting patiently for a moment, he glanced at Zhao Jinge and others. The latter understood and immediately led the other soldiers to hold down the soldier.

"All I can do is cut out his rotten flesh. I'm not sure whether it can be cured." Wei Ran said before taking the knife.

"Come on, it's better than watching him... do it!" Zhao Jinge said through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded, squatted by the kang, and cut off the rotten flesh on the soles of the young warrior's feet bit by bit. The warm den gradually became filled with a rich smell of blood.

However, I don't know if it was the effect of the Assault Tablet powder, but from beginning to end, the soldier didn't have much pain reaction. Wei Ran even doubted whether he had woken up from the coma.

In this "cooperation" that he didn't know whether it was considered good or bad, but which made him particularly uneasy, he used a relatively sharp knife to shave off all the rotten flesh on the soldier's feet, and then sprinkled it on him to stop the bleeding.

powder, and carefully bandaged it with the clean gauze found in the Japanese first aid box.

Finally, an extra layer of condoms was put on each of the two feet to isolate the dust. However, Wei Ran did not breathe a sigh of relief at all. He just threw the short knife aside and turned around and said, "Come on, it's time to cut him off."
Chapter completed!