Chapter 221 Goodbye Big Lift

"Brother Sanhai, our conditions are poor and we don't have anesthetics, so you have to be patient." Wei Ran reminded before taking action.

Sanhai's expression changed when he heard this. Before he could say anything, he heard Uncle Zhou confidently say, "Don't hold back, it doesn't matter if you don't have anesthetic, I can give you two injections. Stop the pain."

Before he finished speaking, Uncle Zhou had already inserted a few needles around the wound, and then turned to look at Wei Ran. After a while, Captain Zhao and others from the east wing also came out and curiously looked around the open-air surgery scene.

Instructing Sanhai to lie down on the Eight Immortals table that Zhou Houpu had just moved out, Wei Ran picked up the scalpel and skillfully opened the skin around the wound. What surprised him was that those few silver needles seemed to really seal off Sanhai's pain. Not to mention screaming when the knife was struck, the expression on his face did not change much.

With confidence in his mind, Wei Ran's movements became smoother and smoother. He skillfully found the bullet stuck on the cracked shoulder blade, took it out with tweezers and threw it on the table, and then began to debridement. and subsequent stitching work.

Needless to say, there was no need to talk about the rest of the work. Uncle Zhou, who had already washed his hands, waited for Wei Ran to cut the sutures and immediately took over the follow-up work.

When Sanhai had a splint placed around his shoulder and the silver needles were removed, the sound of his intermittent gasping could be heard in the small courtyard.

At the same time, Captain Zhao and others, who had returned to the east wing before the operation ended, also brought the topic to Wei Ran.

Instructor Wei, who was sitting cross-legged on the kang, was the first to ask, "Are you really going to take that guy named Wei Ran with you?"

"Take him with you"

Captain Zhao took over the topic with a smile, "And even if Guiben is willing to give it up, Qiu Ermazi will definitely not be willing to take it this time. Go to him and let Hou Pu keep an eye on him. If there is any problem, he will definitely be able to tell."

Hearing this, Instructor Wei hesitated for a moment and finally slapped his thigh, "Then take it with you. It happened that Uncle Lao Chui had made two new big lifting poles two days ago, so he and Hou Pu used them."

"Those two thin ones?" Captain Zheng obviously knew what the former was talking about.

"Yes, those two thin ones." Instructor Wei nodded affirmatively, "Let Lao Chui take them."

"I will inform them to go to Lao Chui right now." Uncle Zhao reports!"

After Captain Zhao finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the east wing in a hurry, telling Wei Ran who had just washed his hands and Zhou Houpu who was packing up the "love tokens" the good news. .

After learning that he finally had the opportunity to fight the Japanese, the happiest person was undoubtedly Zhou Houpu. On the other hand, Uncle Zhou, who had been silent for a long time, had worry written all over his face. As for Han Shoutian,It was a look of envy. As for Wei Ran, he was secretly relieved, and at the same time he was full of expectations.

Under the leadership of Zhou Houpu, Wei Ran followed him through the streets and alleys to the entrance of a large courtyard in the center of the village.

Far away, Wei Ran heard the sound of metal banging. When he walked into the yard, he immediately saw the uncles who had dismantled the Little Devil's motorcycle yesterday. He was leading a few young and strong men, wielding hammers and hitting the red-hot metal.

"Here comes Houpu." Old Uncle Chui stopped what he was doing and asked with a smile, "Captain Zheng agrees?"

"Agreed!" Zhou Houpu nodded vigorously. , "Captain Zhao said, let me and Wei Ran follow you."

Unhurriedly, Uncle Chui took out the tobacco bag fastened to his waist and filled it with shredded tobacco, and then picked up a piece of red-hot charcoal. He leaned over the pipe and took a few puffs, and then he greeted them into the house in a leisurely manner. Two large lifting rods tied together with reeds were pulled out from the stove.

"Why are these two so thin?" Zhou Houpu asked dissatisfiedly, completely unaware of Wei Yan's strange expression behind him.

Zhou Houpu felt that the two large lifting poles were thin, but Wei Ran did not think so. The diameter of the two large lifting poles that were hung in his living room decades later was a full two centimeters. Two centimeters. What is the concept? If you look at the future generations of your own life and only look at the caliber, this has already broken away from the category of guns and can barely be regarded as cannons.

"What's wrong? Keep fighting the Japanese!"

Uncle Chui motioned the two of them to carry out the big lifting pole that was bundled together, and at the same time he explained. , "Compared with what Captain Zheng and the others used, the ones these new ones shot are indeed a little thinner, but the breech is just as thick as the ones they used."

"So it can shoot farther?" Wei Ran couldn't help but ask.

Uncle Chui, who had been robbed of his lines, looked at Wei Ran in surprise, "You are quite smart, young man."

Wei Ran grinned, and Uncle Chui also smiled. He didn't care and continued, "This is a new idea I came up with. This time I just tried it with the little devil's steamboat. I estimate that not only can these two hit farther, but they should also be more powerful. That's right. It's impossible to penetrate the little devil's steamboat directly."

"Uncle Hammer, don't trick me!" Zhou Houpu said suspiciously.

"I have nothing to do, why are you trying to trick you!"

Uncle Lao Chui took a sip of the pipe pot angrily, "Okay, okay! You can carry these two away, Tie Are you there, Sunako?"

"Yes!" Zhou Houpu responded quickly, "As soon as I came back, Morita said it was ready for me."

"It's probably him. It will be used when dad is alive..." Old Uncle Chui muttered to himself, then waved his hands and said loudly, "When you are ready, just wait for me at Morita's house."

Farewell. Uncle Lao Chui and Wei Ran carried the pair all the way to the next door to the yard where Sanhai had just been operated on. Don't wait for them yetPutting down the things in his hands, Han Shoutian, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately limped over and touched the two big lifting poles with envy. Then he took out two slender wild goose feathers and inserted them into the big lifting poles. On the fire eye on the tail.

"Take this"

As Han Shoutian spoke, he handed Zhou Houpu an ox horn funnel with the paste out of it. There were also crooked inscriptions on the ox horn funnel. With a few straight characters. And on the edge, there is a small eye, and a thin wire extends from the small eye, and is tied to a small bamboo tube slightly thicker than your thumb.

"This is not..."

Han Shoutian opened the two Japanese lunch boxes on the table and explained, "They were used by my father when he was alive. These two barrels of iron The sand and black powder are also leftover by my father. They have been left in the sun for a long time. I just tried it and it burned instantly. It will definitely not delay things."

Wei Ran went over to take a look. Among the two lunch boxes, one was filled with rusty iron sand. There was also a box of matches and a few incense sticks on the tray in the lunch box, while the other lunch box was filled with black powder and rags.

Without waiting for Zhou Houpu to agree, Han Shoutian continued, "Brother Houpu, I'm unlucky to have injured my legs and feet this time, so you took the lead. Before I was selected by the Yanling team, you can I need to carve more positive characters on the funnel!"

Zhou Houpu rolled out a bucket of black gunpowder with the horn and looked at it, and said half encouragingly and half competitively, "You have to hurry up. Take good care of your injuries, otherwise I’ll have all the marks on you and you’ll have nothing to do with it.”

“I’ll let you go this time!”

Han Shoutian said confidently, "I have been hunting with my father since I could swim. How can I be compared with you?"

"What's the use of that?"

Zhou Houpu buckled The lids of the last two lunch boxes joked, "It's been half a year, and you haven't even memorized the soup song my father taught you."

"Can it be the same?" Han Shoutian rolled his arms. He argued while rolling up his sleeves.

"Why are you two bastards quarreling again?"

Uncle Hammer, carrying a shotgun on his back, walked into the yard and glanced at the things on the table without leaving a trace. Before the two people could answer, he asked, "Are you ready? Let's go when we're ready!"

"Ready!" Zhou Houpu and Wei Ran replied in unison, standing between them Han Shoutian behind him opened his mouth, his face already full of envy.

"Let's go then!"

Uncle Chui patted Han Shoutian's shoulder, "Don't worry, kid. Captain Zhao said your master was exposed in the county this time. , I guess it won’t be easy for you to go out with me in the future. I see, you will have a chance to fight the Japanese soon.”

“Really?” A look of disappointment immediately appeared on Han Shoutian’s face. There was a look of surprise.

"Uncle, when have I ever lied to you?"

Uncle Lao Chui stopped, and no matter what Han Shoutian asked, he just laughed and pushed Wei Ran and Zhou Houpu picked up their weapons and left Han Shoutian.’s home and walked straight to the small pier in the east of the village.

There was no farewell, and no heroic words. The group of people got on the boat, just like they would go hunting on weekdays. Several small boats rowed farther and farther on the calm water of Baiyangdian, and only Uncle Zhou was left. He stood on the pier with an old woman and Han Shoutian who limped after him, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Gradually, more and more boats gathered around Wei Ran and others from all directions. And these boats, also under the command of Captain Zheng, were like a group of geese flying south, orderly forming a herringbone formation on the calm water.

Fish, swim away, our ship is going to fight.

Goose, fly away, our guns are going to kill the enemy.

...

I don’t know when, or which boat, the men got up, and the men on more than a dozen boats started singing a song one by one. The rough singing echoed repeatedly among the row boats. The fish in the water and the geese on the surface swam away from each other as if they could really understand it.

Led by the leading platoon boat, this small fleet circled around the county town, entered the channel wrapped in reeds, and continued along the channel. , and finally stopped in front of an open water area connected by this channel.

At the same time, Uncle Chui, who was on the same boat as Wei Ran and Zhou Houpu, also used a bow-shaped iron pin and a thumb-thick iron pin to lift the two large lifting poles. The hemp rope was firmly fixed on the wooden boat at his feet.