On the evening of the day they arrived at Mo's Village, everyone who had eaten and drank enough to get permission from the old monk set up shop on the floor of the small Buddhist hall.

Outside the Buddhist hall, Squad Leader Liang alone carried a meal and camellia that had been served in advance and placed them on the edge of the covered tomb. Then he lit three incense sticks borrowed from the old monk and inserted them into a

A large porcelain bowl filled with fried rice.

In the quiet night, Squad Leader Liang, who already had a helmet on his head, lit the pipe in his hand against the pile of firewood, placed it next to the food, and then hung the oil lamp he brought on the pile of firewood.

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Under the dim yellow oil lamp, this man who looked to be nearly forty years old silently opened the German lunch box he had brought, took out a small writing brush from it, and then took out a double-headed gun oil can and opened it.

After a moment's hesitation, Squad Leader Liang slowly took off the helmet on his head, picked up the small brush and dipped it in the gun oil pot.

"Company Commander, Long Guoping, burned himself to death for his country"

Squad Leader Liang muttered out a position, a name and a result, and at the same time solemnly wrote the first stroke on the brim of the helmet.

"Deputy company commander, Chen Huayi, died in battle."

As the short life of the second soldier was summarized in just a few words by Squad Leader Liang, there was also an additional stroke on the brim of the hat.

"Platoon leader, Yu Mingbo, died in battle"

"Second Platoon Leader, Wekeda, self-immolated and died for his country"

"Third platoon leader, Deng Yunfu, died in battle"

At this point, there was a blood-red letter on the inside of the helmet brim. But Squad Leader Liang, who was already in tears, did not stop. Instead, he moved the brush gently, chanting more positions and names, and wrote down

One stroke after another, one straight character after another!

Not far away, Wei Ran sighed softly, silently raised his camera, pointed it at the lonely cooking squad leader under the oil lamp, and gently pressed the shutter.

He quietly returned to the temple. Next to a bonfire with green smoke at the door, Qin Shouzheng was sitting shirtless on a low stool, letting a Chinese compatriot help him shave off his hair with a razor in his hand.

Next to him, Zhou Guochang, who already had a big bald head, was busy using bamboo tubes to distribute the brown sugar that Wei Ran bought in Manxi Town not long ago to his compatriots, as well as the rice provided by the old monk in the temple.

"Young man, why don't you shave your head later?" The Chinese compatriot with gauze on his head greeted enthusiastically, "When you enter Savage Mountain, there will be no place to shave your head."

"Okay, I'll be here later."

Wei Ran happily agreed, then walked into the temple and saw the businessman Luke, who was still lying on the ground with his pillow on his head.

I don't know if it was because the herbs the young monk got for him had an effect. Although Luke was still running a fever, at least he was awake.

"I went to the town of Muncie," Weiran said straightly in English while sitting cross-legged on the floor.

"Zhou has already told me," businessman Luke struggled to sit up and replied feebly, "Thank you for not abandoning me."

"But you British troops abandoned us"

Before Wei Ran finished speaking, he had already taken out a folded beauty poster from his arms and handed it to the other party, "I found the quartermaster's office in Mansi Town. The place was vacated and some documents were burned.

The only thing left is this poster."

Reaching out to take the poster and look at it, businessman Luke shook his head and threw it aside casually, "So are you here to torture me?"

“I have nothing to ask”

Wei Ran spread his hands indifferently, "According to the agreement, we can take away the medicines when we send you to Manxi Town. Now we have brought you to the safer Modi Village, which can be regarded as overfulfilling the deal."

Luke, we are going to enter Savage Mountain tomorrow. In addition, the Chinese compatriots we met here will go to the surrounding mountains to hide. What about you? Where are you going to go next? "

"Where is Zhou? Where is Zhou planning to go?" Businessman Luke asked.

"I don't know." Wei Ran spread his hands again, "I never asked him."

After a brief silence, Luke said, "I want to enter Savage Mountain with you, but I want to chase the British army. I hope you can..."

"I'm afraid it can't be done"

Wei Ran said seriously, "We must send medicines to our own troops. Those medicines can save the lives of many soldiers."

"I hold an important piece of information in my hand," Luke lowered his voice and said seriously, "This piece of information can even influence the direction of the war!"

"You can go with us, and after we catch up with the main force, we can use the radio to contact your people."

"Just you?"

A look of contempt appeared on Luke's face, "I'm afraid your radio communications have been monitored by the recruiters, and I think that even if we catch up with your large army, we probably won't be able to leave Savage Mountain alive. Wei, you guys

It's better to think clearly, only by following our British troops can you survive."

"Indeed, with your army that only knows how to run away, and can't even catch up with you, one of your own, there is a high probability of survival. But the mission of the army is to fight, not to escape, what? Are you British?

Do you still want to reenact the Dunkirk evacuation without electricity?”

"There is no point in bickering at this time."

Businessman Luke promptly changed the subject, "I will enter Savage Mountain with you, but I will go after the British army with Zhou."

"No problem at all"

Wei Ran stood up while he was speaking. As he walked out, he finally said in English, "One more thing to remind you."

"What?" Luke asked subconsciously.

Wei Ran stopped with his back to Luke and said with a normal expression, "I just talked with the abbot of this temple during dinner. When the British army arrived here, they once robbed Mo's village.

The eldest daughter was taken as a temporary wife, and a lot of buffaloes were taken away for supplies.

So even if most of the people in this village have hid in the mountains, you, the British, probably still have no way to get additional supplies, let alone hire locals as guides. Even if they find you, the British, they will probably

Will kill you."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Are you threatening me?" Luke asked with a cold face.

"I'm just stating the facts"

Wei Ran raised his finger and pointed outside the temple, "The abbot told me this, and Zhou helped translate it. The old monk has made it very clear that he will not provide you with any help."

Having said this, Wei Ran walked out of the Buddhist hall again. Immediately afterwards, he pretended to be full-faced with Zhou Guochang, who was eavesdropping.

"Wei...Brother Wei"

Zhou Guochang grinned awkwardly, raised his hand and pointed at the young monk and the old monk next to him and said, "Their master and disciple originally wanted to talk to Squad Leader Liang, but Squad Leader Liang... seems to be inconvenient now, so they want to talk to you.

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"No problem." Wei Ran nodded and asked with a normal expression, "Where should we go to chat?"

“Let’s go to the pagoda at the back.”

After Zhou Guochang finished speaking, he pointed in the direction behind the temple, and then said something to the two monks. He switched to Chinese again and said, "The two masters will take you there first. I want to have a word with Uncle Luke...Mr. Luke."

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"please"

Wei Ran politely bowed his hands to the two monks. The old monk and the young monk also clasped their hands and bowed slightly in unison, then each carried a kerosene lamp and led Wei Ran to the pagoda behind the temple.

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"The Romance of Fairy Wood"

After a moment of waiting, Zhou Guochang also trotted to catch up. Seeing this, the old monk took steps again, led everyone around to the back of the pagoda, and then placed the oil lamp he was carrying on a stone

On the table, everyone was led to sit on the stones surrounding the table.

After everyone sat down, the old monk looked at Wei Ran, then opened his mouth and said something.

"The old abbot said that he hopes we can take away the young master Sehao." Zhou Guochanglu translated with a slight surprise.

"Why?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.

After a moment of exchange, Zhou Guochang explained, "This afternoon, Se Hao told us what happened on the road. The old abbot was worried that the little devils would kill Se Hao after chasing him. He was even more worried that the little devils would snatch Se Hao's little master and bring him back.

Those two Buddha statues, so he hoped that we could take Sehao into Savage Mountain together.

In return, he will help us prepare more food and drink, and will also help us keep the secret of the tomb."

Hearing this, Wei Ran looked at the young monk Sehao who had his hands folded and his head lowered while silently reciting scriptures. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded, "I told the old abbot that we are very willing to have young master Sehao follow us. But we have no way to guarantee his absolute safety."

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Upon hearing this, Zhou Guochang immediately translated Wei Ran's words, and then helped translate, "The old abbot said that Sehao has his own destination and will leave everything to us when he leaves."

"We'll leave early tomorrow morning"

Wei Ran looked at Zhou Guochang and said, "What about you? Are you going to hide with those Chinese compatriots..."

"I'll go with you"

Zhou Guochang expressed his decision before Wei Ran finished speaking, "I want to personally hand over those quinine to the hands of the expeditionary force, and I also want to join the expeditionary force."

"It's not safe on this road." In the darkness of the night, Qin Shouzheng, with a big bald head, walked over from a distance and warned.

"I'm not afraid even if I die," Zhou Guochang responded extremely seriously.

"Where's Mr. Luke?" Weiran suddenly switched to English and asked.

"He is going with us," Zhou Guochang replied in Chinese, "he can only go with us."

"All right"
To be continued...