Chapter 1591 An early New Year’s gift and the mission of Class Three

In the underground cave filled with the smell of blood, Wei Ran, with the help of Zhao Jinge and others, struggled to set the bones of the broken soldier's arm and fix it with a splint.

However, his "diagnosis and treatment" work did not stop, because these two were only seriously injured. Although the others were not seriously injured, they had many minor injuries.

Wind-chill and frostbite are the most common. In more serious cases, one may have a high fever or even have his ears frozen off.

Although Wei Ran was not very good at dealing with frostbite, fortunately he knew that Hu Bazhi was wearing frostbite ointment, so he called him in without hesitation.

As for the cold, they just need to ask Zhao Jinyu, who is responsible for making Feilong soup outside, to put more ginger slices brought from Hu Bazhi's home into the soup - this is also their only solution. .

With his help, each of the 25 anti-Japanese fighters had their frostbite on their faces, hands, and feet covered with a layer of frostbite ointment.

In the end, Hu Bazhi was extra generous and handed the Japanese lunch box containing chilblain cream to the old squad leader, "Apply it every night before going to bed, and again when you wake up in the morning. There are seven or eight It'll be fine in the next day."

Seeing the old squad leader subconsciously put his nose closer to smell it, Hu Bazhi explained honestly, "It's made from dog belly oil, ginseng and purple grass. It's easy to use. Very.”

“It can be used as gun oil,” the old squad leader said subconsciously.

"Dangdang?" Hu Bazhi didn't react for a while.

"Gun oil"

It was Zhao Jinge who repeatedly answered this question, "It is so cold in the winter in the Black Water and White Mountains that the gun can freeze."

“Didn’t the Japs’ bags we seized all contain gun oil?” Wei Ran asked in confusion.

"Their gun oil is not good"

Because his feet were covered with chilblain cream, Tian Xiaohu could only sit barefoot on the edge of the kang to dry, and he replied with special disgust, " When the weather gets cold, ice will form. How can our old hen gun oil be used?"

"What is the old hen gun oil?" Wei Ran asked blankly.

"This is it!"

As Tian Xiaohu said, he had already taken out a gun oil can made by the Japanese from his arms and handed it to Wei Ran to look at, and kept talking. explained, "We make this ourselves by mixing chicken fat boiled by old hens with cottonseed oil. This is much better than the Japanese gun oil, and it won't freeze no matter how cold the weather is."

Hearing this, Wei Ran couldn't help but grin. At least in this era, this mineral oil was definitely not as good as animal fat. He just didn't expect that these anti-alliance fighters had already discovered this.

It’s a pity that such valuable combat experience has not been passed down. If Yang Zirong, the bandit-suppressing hero a few years later, knew such a method, maybe

"In fact, it can also cure frostbite"< /p>

Another soldier sitting next to Tian Xiaohu who had just applied chilblain cream added honestly, "You can just eat it if you are hungry or anxious.Oil lamps work, but no one wants to part with them. ”

“It doesn’t matter if a person is hungry for a few meals and freezes for a while. If this gun is frozen by God and can’t fire, how can it kill the Japanese?” "Another soldier said matter-of-factly.

"I'm going to boil the oil out of that big mule right now! "

Hu Bazhi turned around and got out of the hole before he finished speaking.

"I'll go help too." Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already put the gun oil can He returned it to Tian Xiaohu, put on his dog-skin hat and chased him out.

"Let's go and have a look too"

Lao Zhangtou said, wrapping his feet in a bandage and putting on his cotton shoes. , taking advantage of the opportunity, he also filled his pipe pot with the Japanese tobacco shreds given to everyone by Hu Bazhi and Wei Ran - before this, they had been "without food" for more than half a month, relying on some dry lichen to relieve their addiction.

Hearing this, Zhao Jinge also wrapped his feet and put on his large cotton shoes, carefully put on the leather hat that Zhao Jinyu made for him, and walked out of the warm nest. < /p>

With a tacit understanding, before leaving the cave, the two of them all looked at the trophies piled on the kang in the deepest part of the cave for a while.

Not to mention the spears that haven't been brought in yet, the 50 Japanese backpacks piled at the end of the kang are a good thing. Not only do they have rice that they haven't eaten in a long time, but they also have thick waterproof canvas and bags. Rare items such as marching blankets and even socks and shovels are often included in the lunch boxes fixed on the bags, which often contain one or two Japanese cans of beef, some biscuits, and even condiments such as soy sauce. .

As for those Taro bags, there are mostly miscellaneous items, including some cash and property, and even things like candies and family letters, not to mention those kettles.

Not to mention, they also received almost life-saving cotton coats and the 13 mule sledges outside.

This. For the anti-Japanese fighters under such adversity, it is definitely a great victory and a great gift, as well as an unexpected supply that needs to be digested as soon as possible.

“We can’t eat so much, so we have to do it as soon as possible. Divide out. "

As soon as he walked out of the den, Zhao Jinge whispered worriedly, "Also, to move as soon as possible before the Japanese find this place, it is best to send Xiao Shen and the others away.Go, send it to a safer place, or send it to a fellow villager's home. "

"How do you plan to divide it? "Lao Zhangtou asked.

"Let our comrades equip them first." Zhao Jinge thought for a while and continued, "Send the rest to the army commander and let him distribute it. "

"Who are you going to let go? "Lao Zhangtou asked the second key question.

"What do you think? "Zhao Jinge threw the question back this time.

"The soldiers of the third squad should be responsible," Lao Zhangtou said.

Hearing this, Zhao Jinge was stunned for a moment. Isn’t it Zhao Jinshan who is the only one who went to Maozi’s territory to deliver the message?

“Also, these three new soldiers should also be added to the third squad. "Lao Zhangtou continued.

"No need for Jin Yu, let him stay in the first class. " Zhao Jinge said without thinking.

"With such a new recruit, you don't think it's a burden, and others don't think it's a burden? "

Lao Zhangtou clicked his pipe and snorted, "When the time comes he can't run anymore, will you carry him or should I carry him? "

Seeing that Zhao Jinge didn't speak, Old Zhangtou said leisurely after a moment of silence, "At least I will leave a queen for you, Old Zhao."

"Where are the other soldiers? " Zhao Jinge asked back.

" Are there any recruits among the other soldiers? "Lao Zhangtou asked angrily.

Seeing that Zhao Jinge didn't speak, Lao Zhangtou took another puff on the pipe and handed it over, "That's it, let Xiaohu and the three newcomers Together they are responsible for transporting supplies. ”

After a short pause, Lao Zhangtou lowered his voice a little lower and said, “In addition to the supplies, we also need to send Wei Ran there. People like him should stay in Qu Cai, our guerrilla team.” Yes, it was a waste. Remember to write a letter to the military commander explaining the situation. "

"It's time to write a letter." Zhao Jinge couldn't help but nodded.

Lao Zhangtou thought for a while and said, "By the way, I'll also pass on the news I got a few days ago." .

"Okay"

Zhao Jinge responded simply, "I will write a letter right away"

"Let them leave as soon as possible" Old Zhangtou. "We'll leave tonight," he warned worriedly.

When the two of them were standing at the door of Diwozi making a decision, Wei Ran was also helping Hu Ba with his fingers not far away. The fat, suet and other parts of the big mule that was killed were cut off and thrown into a large iron pot set up in a nest of a pine tree to cook slowly

Not far away. In another tree nest, two other large pots guarded by Zhao Jinyu were stewing large pieces of mule meat and the Feilong soup that was about to be cooked.

While the oil was boiling, Hu Bazhi also took it upon himself to scrape off the minced meat inside the mule skin and throw it into the oil pot, then cut it into pieces. At the same time, he kept explaining, "This big mule skin can probably be used for cooking." Each of you guys sewed a pair of Jingtan shoes. Although they are not as good as what you wear on your feet, at least they can be worn outside the big cotton shoes.Snow and ice, but also save on shoes. "

"Don't you need to tan the leather? "Wei Ran asked curiously.

"No need, it's just wearing it outside, it doesn't matter if it's hard. "

Hu Bazhi said, having already picked up the cut leather, "Brother Wei, just guard the frying pan. I'll go back and ask them to help sew together, so that it can go faster. "

"That's okay." Wei Ran nodded and watched Hu Bazhi get into the hole in the ground.

Almost at his side, he took out the browned meat from the oil pan. When cooking the oil residue, Zhao Jinyu, who was next to him, also used a large birch bark spoon to fill the lunch boxes of the captured Japanese with stewed mule meat, while Wei Ran gave each of them a tray of stewed mule meat.

First, they put these steaming lunch boxes into the den, and then Wei Ran and his two men carried the Feilong soup and the pot in and gave it to every anti-alliance soldier. A lunch box full of hot soup was filled.

When Tian Xiaohu gave each person another boiled potato, they sat side by side on the edge of the kang, drying their feet that had been smeared with chilblain cream. , while learning from Hu Bazhi how to sew a simple version of Jingtan shoes, the soldiers finally, under the repeated urging of Wei Ran and Zhao Jinyu, put down all kinds of large and small shoes that they had dug out of the Japs' bags. Sewing needles or anything similar, and jingtan shoes that are only less than half sewn.

“Thanks to Comrade Wei Ran, Comrade Hu Bazhi, and Comrade Zhao Jinyu. "

Zhao Jinge held his lunch box and said, "Comrades, we have celebrated the New Year in advance! I opened my belly today!

Before the soldiers who had been given lunch boxes could cheer, Hu Bazhi took out his wine gourd from his arms and said shyly, "Only meat is not enough for the Chinese New Year." , I also have a gourd of sorghum wine here. ”

“I also have a kettle of sorghum wine here! "Zhao Jinyu said with a smile, "I stole it from Brother Hu's house. "

"I knew it a long time ago," Hu Bazhi said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhao Jinyu just scratched the back of his head and laughed silly, but he originally wanted to steal the wine. Wei Ran, who took it out to share with everyone, wisely chose to give up.

Soon, Zhao Jinyu and Hu Bazhi each emptied the kettles and wine gourds containing sorghum wine. The twenty-something soldiers. , each person also received a small cup of mellow sorghum wine.

Taking this opportunity, Wei Ran also quietly retreated to the door of the diwozi, raised Robert's camera with a wide-angle lens, and showed these happy people who seemed to be really happy. The young soldiers celebrating the New Year took a photo of them holding cups.

"Captain Zhao, Lao Squad Leader Zhang. "

Wei Ran touched the small aluminum bowl distributed by the Japanese to the two men, then took a sip of the sorghum wine in the cup, and then asked, "I want to Let me ask you a question."

"What question? "Zhao Jinge also took a sip of sorghum wine and asked curiously.

Looking at Lao Zhangtou who was also staring at him curiously, Wei Ran hesitated and asked, "If I mean, if I have two baskets with things in them that I plan to give to you, what would you most like to have in them now? "

"What kind of problem is this? "Lao Zhangtou asked in confusion.

"Isn't this celebrating the New Year in advance? Just a few words! "

Wei Ran laughed and said, "So I want to ask you what New Year gifts you want most, such as guns, bullets, medicine, food and drink, or"

" If there really are two baskets."

Tian Xiaohu put down the bones he had chewed and said, "I want two baskets of Japanese heads. The bigger the official, the better. ”

“You have some ideas!

The warrior with a Sichuan accent laughed loudly and said, "I would rather have my housewife and blind uncle in that basket for more chatting!" "

"What are you letting them do? "

A young soldier who obviously grew up in the north asked, imitating the former's Sichuan accent, and not surprisingly made the soldiers in the cave burst into laughter.

"Grandpa, don't try to imitate my speech! "

The Sichuan and Sichuan warrior held a lunch box in one hand and a piece of mule meat in the other and said loudly, "I wonder what happened to my mother-in-law!" "

"Old Li, you miss your mother-in-law as much as you want your mother-in-law. What are you doing with your blind uncle? "Another soldier asked happily while chewing on a big piece of meat.

"My blind uncle is terrible! "

The soldier who was called Lao Li, but looked to be no more than thirty years old like Zhao Jinge, swallowed the meat in his mouth and argued, "He is very accurate in divination, he is simply a Divine fortune teller! I want him to figure it out, at some point he can beat away the Japanese! "

As soon as these words were said, the den became quiet for a moment. Then, these soldiers also spoke one after another, and more and more people appeared in the two non-existent bamboo baskets. Weird things.

It’s a pity that

Weiran can’t even prepare them in advance for any of the “New Year’s gifts” they want. , he couldn't even speak, couldn't give even a few words of encouragement to these desperate soldiers who couldn't see any hope but were still extremely optimistic.

In the increasingly lively discussion, the soldiers. They also filled their stomachs with mule meat, and after drinking a few sips of the few wines in the bowl, they each drank several large bowls of boiling Feilong soup.

However, these were full to the brim. The sweaty soldiers did not rest. Most of them picked up the greasy mule skins with a slight fishy smell and continued to sew their newly obtained large cotton shoes under the guidance of Hu Bazhi. Wearing outer shoes

In addition, Lao Zhang ordered a few soldiers and led them quietly away from the cave to who knows where. p>"Comrade Wei Ran, how about doing me a favor? "

Zhao Jinge, who was also sewing Jintan shoes, said before Wei Ran was about to sew shoes for the soldiers who left.

"What do you need me to do?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"Write a letter to the family for everyone," Zhao Jinge said abruptly, "When you develop the photos, send them back together with their family letter."

"That's good" Wei Ran nodded and agreed.

"Just follow the order in which you take photos of everyone"

Before Zhao Jinge finished speaking, a soldier said quickly, "I am the first, I come first!"< /p>

"I'll look for it"

"I've prepared everything for you," Zhao Jinge said, taking out a thick stack of Japanese letter paper from the kang and handing it to Wei Ran.

"Come on then"

Wei Ran said, pulling a small stool over and sitting on the edge of the kang, and took out the pen under the cover of his jacket pocket.

In fact, ever since he entered the battlefield in Tengxian County and came back alive, he has been practicing traditional Chinese characters intentionally or unintentionally, especially after the "beating" of the love letter, why should he write a letter in traditional Chinese characters now? Yes, even if it is difficult for him, at most he will forget to write when he picks up the pen occasionally. At most, he will just use simplified characters instead.

"I want to write a letter to my mother, but I don't know if she is still alive."

The soldier sat on the edge of the kang next to Wei Ran, stitching a quilt on one side. The shoes told about his thoughts and worries about his mother, how good his life was here, how brave he was in fighting the Japanese, what achievements he had made, and the guarantee that the Japanese would be driven away.

In this letter ghostwritten by Wei Ran, there is no worrying difficulty, even if

Wei Ran couldn't help but look at the soldier's face. frostbite, and most of his left ear was frozen off.

"Hey! You lied to my mother so that he wouldn't worry."

The soldier scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and explained, "My mother only has a son like me. If I let her She knows it's so hard here, so she has to come here."

"It's time to lie to her."

Wei Ran sighed silently, "What else. Do you have anything to say? I can write a lot more on this paper."

"Instructions"

The soldier grinned and wiped his face while continuing to sew greasy things. "Tell her to wear warm clothes, eat a full stomach, and remember to burn a few pieces of paper money for my father. That's all."

"Okay"

Wei Ran nodded after finishing the last few strokes, "What is the address?"

The soldier reported "Lingyuan County, Rehe Province" without even thinking about it. For him, it is a haunting address.

"I will deliver it for you"

Wei Ran raised his head and looked at the other party seriously, "Including your photo."

"Thank you! Thank you!"

The soldier bowed to Wei Ran excitedly, and the latter quickly stood up to stop him. How could he be qualified to accept such a thank you gift? .

AcceptAfter coming down for most of the day, Wei Ran wrote a letter home to each of the 19 soldiers in the pit beside the kang, except for the two patients, the Zhao brothers and Hu Bazhi.

"The only ones left are the old squad leader and a few others. Where have they gone?" Wei Ran asked while putting the letter away, "I'll go find them right now."

"No need."

Zhao Jinge gritted his teeth and put the horsehide leather shoes he had sewn by himself on the seized large cotton shoes and said, "A few of them , everyone in the family was killed by the Japs, they have no home anymore."

Hearing this, Wei Ran trembled, silently put away the remaining letters and said, "I will do it later. I sent all your letters.”

“No need to do that later”

Zhao Jinge said, “I have a task for you now, so just send the letters out when the time comes. "Xiaohu! Wei Ran! Hu Bazhi!"

"Yes!" Wei Ran, who was about to ask something, stood up and responded loudly. .

"Yes, yes!"

Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu also stood up quickly and responded like Wei Ran and Wei Ran.

"Although you have only joined the Anti-League on the first day, you now have a difficult task assigned to you."

As Zhao Jinge said, he took out a similar weapon from his arms. The envelope with the beautiful feathers on it was handed to Tian Xiaohu, and he also said, "Xiaohu, from now on, the three of them will be the soldiers of the third squad, and you will be the acting squad leader."

"Yes. !" Tian Xiaohu responded seriously.

"Next, your third guerrilla squad will be responsible. Set out immediately to deliver the severely wounded, extra cotton-padded clothes, weapons, and the letter just now to Commander Zhao."