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Chapter 812 Everyone is responsible(2/2)

"Wei Ran! What are you doing standing there stupidly? Come here quickly!"

Among the two people trying on shoes, one of them had a beard and looked to be nearly forty years old and said hello in a loud voice.

Although the other party was obviously trying very hard to speak Mandarin, which was called "Mandarin" in this era, the thick accent in his words allowed Wei Ran to easily tell that the other party seemed to be from Guizhou Province.

"Come here quickly!"

Another young soldier who was also trying on shoes greeted him equally enthusiastically. In comparison, his accent was much thicker, which also made it easier for Wei Ran to tell that the other man seemed to be from Guizhou Province as well.

Are these two fellow villagers? Wei Ran muttered to himself, but he moved closer without any hesitation.

“Pick your own!”

The bearded man pointed at the pried open wooden box and said, "Your shoes are already open. Get a new pair quickly! There are some behind you!"

After hearing this, Wei Ran sat silently on a wooden box, took off his damp straw sandals, picked up a piece of brown paper and wiped his feet, then reached out and picked out a pair of ammunition of the right size from the box.

boots.

I have to admit that the boots equipped with British soldiers are indeed as representative as the British soldiers' shoe-shining skills.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It’s just a pair of ordinary boots. There are two pairs of socks stuffed in the left boot, and there is a tube of shoe polish, a small brush and a pair of socks in the right boot.

A small towel, a small metal box filled with beeswax and two spare shoelaces.

However, it is obvious that Wei Ran does not have time to bake beeswax leisurely like the escaped British man at this time, and then carefully apply a layer of beeswax to the boots to waterproof them. The most he can do is to apply beeswax to shoe polish.

Things like brushes are stuffed into one sock, and another sock is used to cover it with an extra layer before being stuffed into the pocket.

Putting on another pair of socks and the shoes he picked out, Wei Ran tried to take two steps. The iron heels and palm nails made a loud creaking sound when they hit the ground paved with blue bricks.

After finally trying to jump, he took out two pairs of socks from another pair of shoes and put them into his pocket.

"gone"

After the bearded man tied his shoelaces tightly, he took Wei Ran and the young soldier and left the temple as if there was no one else around.

And along the way, without exception, the soldiers passing by would enthusiastically shout "Squad Leader Liang" to the bearded man.

Could it be that he was Liang Yimin? Wei Ran muttered to himself and followed the other person step by step.

Under the leadership of Captain Liang, the group of three people left the temple where the Buddhist hall is located. However, when he did not expect it, at the entrance of the temple, Captain Liang took out the

The cigarette pot was lit slowly, and the young man walking with Wei Ran brought over a donkey tied to a small tree on the side of the door.

What made Wei Ran even more dumbfounded was that on both sides of the donkey's body, a large 20-inch black pot was fixed with a wooden frame. On the donkey's back in the middle, there was also a cloth bag that could only contain half of the contents.

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Squad Leader Liang touched the top of the donkey's head, took out a tattered map from his pocket, looked at it, raised his finger in the direction and said energetically, "Follow this road and you will reach Manxi.

When we reach Munsi Town, which is more than ten miles away, we can meet up with the brothers in the camp."

"Squad leader, why don't we follow the 288th Regiment?" the young soldier leading the donkey asked in confusion.

"If we don't follow them anymore, their regiment will probably be stationed here for a day."

Squad Leader Liang had already taken a step forward before he finished speaking, "Let's set off now. I'll probably be able to go to Manxi Town in the evening. I still have two silver coins on hand. I'll rush to Manxi early tomorrow morning before the 288th Humanitarian Regiment."

, we might be able to buy some rice and some chickens."

"It would be great if the people from the 288th Regiment would lend us a truck," the young man said regretfully.

"If you want a truck, you know the truck!"

Squad Leader Liang knocked the cigarette pot on his new boots, and then pointed the cigarette pot at the top of his head, "The kid's plane specializes in blowing up cars. Don't you think you live long enough?"

Hearing this, the young man immediately shrank his neck.

"Keep your integrity"

Squad leader Liang patted the young man's arm in a serious tone, "You are the only male in your Tan family, so you have to be smart."

"I know." The young man nodded and muttered as he led the donkey, "I don't know when I can go home."

"We can go back after we win the battle!"
Chapter completed!
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