Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

Fifty-eight smiled, what she said was right, but she couldn't take her words seriously. She kept her true life-saving grace in her heart and hoped to have the opportunity to repay her in the future.

An Moxue looked at the bonfire in front of her and said, "If you feel uncomfortable at night, please tell me immediately. You will easily have a fever tonight. You can rest later and I will keep watch."

Fifty-eight looked at his injured legs and arms, and said helplessly and gratefully: "Thank you, Hummingbird."

An Moxue just smiled and said nothing more. She flipped the pheasant in her hand, and Fifty-Eight also flipped the pheasant in her hand. The firelight reflected on the two people's faces, which was particularly warm.

When running away, the most important thing is to seize all the time to rest and recharge your batteries to better cope with all the accidents that may happen next.

In the small space, neither of them spoke anymore. The pheasant was slowly roasting and the aroma was coming out. This was undoubtedly the most tempting thing for Fifty-Eight, who had been on the run for several days.

She swallowed unconsciously and smiled apologetically at An Moxue: "It really smells good."

"Eat quickly, there's not enough left." An Moxue raised the pheasant in her hand.

A biting cold wind blew from time to time outside the cave, occasionally mixed with the howls of wild animals.

The two of them ate pheasant, and An Moxue occasionally added a few sticks of firewood to the fire.

After eating and drinking, the two of them closed their eyes and rested.

The fire gradually died down, and the night gradually deepened.

Suddenly, the howling wind was mixed with the sound of dogs barking. An Moxue opened her eyes and listened carefully again. There were still dogs barking.

She walked to Wu Ba, and before calling her, she opened her eyes. The sharpness in her eyes dissipated when she saw An Moxue, "What's wrong?"

"The soldiers may be catching up, I heard dogs barking." An Moxue said dangerous things, but she looked calm.

Fifty-eight stood up and listened, but heard nothing. Just when she was about to say something, she thought of An Moxue's skill, closed her mouth, and packed her things quickly.

After eliminating the traces of the cave, the two people walked out of the cave. As soon as they went out, the cold weather made the two people shiver unconsciously.

An Moxue stood and listened, "The sound is over there, let's go this way!"

She pointed in one direction and then another.

"Let's go." After fifty-eight said, he took the lead.

Due to the wound on Fifty-Eight's leg, her walking speed was still affected. An Moxue held her uninjured arm and led her along.

The two of them walked from dark to light, and stopped briefly when they heard no more sound.

At this time, An Moxue smelled a faint smell of blood. She looked at Fifty-Eight and saw that her face was pale and tired. An Moxue came closer again, this time it was clearer.

"The wound on your leg collapsed?"

Fifty-eight nodded and said: "Maybe, but it doesn't matter."

An Moxue helped her sit on a dead tree in the back of the wind, and said, "Before you are out of danger, remember to tell her when you find her next time, don't hold on."

"Okay." She weakly twitched the corners of her mouth and said only one word weakly.

An Moxue took out the wound medicine and gauze from her backpack. She rolled up her trouser legs and the gauze was all stained red. She took off the blood-stained gauze on her leg, applied the wound medicine, bandaged it again with the gauze, and put down her trouser legs. The gauze was buried in snow, and a layer of fine snow fell on it.

"You sit down. I don't think the enemy will be able to catch up for a while. I'm going to get something and I'll be back in a while. You hurry up and eat something more."

Fifty-eight looked at her and nodded.

*

After a while, An Moxue came back, dragging a sledge and holding two wooden sticks in his hand.

Fifty-eight looked at her curiously, with questioning eyes. An Moxue smiled and said: "Snow sledge, the snow in this deep mountain is very thick, the sledge should be able to row, and you see, the next section of the road is downhill, it should be It's much faster than the two of us walking, and you don't have to worry about stretching your legs. The only thing is that we have to escape from the tracking range before the enemy discovers it. This thing will leave traces as soon as it passes. We're both fast enough, so it won't be a problem."

Fifty-eight is a bit novel. The bottom of this sledge is made of several wooden sticks woven together, and the top is a layer of dead branches. It is still somewhat different from the normal sledge, but there is nothing that can be done. An Moxue can use local materials and use them as he can.

She sat down with Fifty-Eight behind her, and sat in front of her. She carried her backpack and submachine gun on her chest, picked up two wooden sticks, and started rowing.

It was a little unsteady at first, but An Moxue said: "Hold on tight." After saying that, she used her internal strength and the sledge started to move faster and faster, and she walked for a while in the snow.

Just as she was sliding downhill, she didn't exert any strength at all, but instead increased her strength.

"Catch me to keep from falling."

Fifty-Eight silently held on to An Moxue's clothes. The uneasiness in her heart grew stronger as she slid down. It felt like flying. An Moxue carefully controlled the direction, avoiding some trees and bushes, and startled the people next to her. Pheasant after pheasant.

The sledge rushed all the way from the hillside to the bottom of the ditch, and then rushed towards the opposite hillside for a long distance before stopping.

An Moxue stood up, still a little unfinished, patted the snow on her body and said, "How about it, have fun! Your arms and legs are injured, otherwise, let's make two simple sleds and paddle more quick."

"You have a lot of experience in the jungle." Fifty-eight praised.

"When I have nothing to do, I occasionally go up the mountain to hunt." An Mo Xueyun said lightly.

"Let's go!" She shouldered her backpack and submachine gun again, holding the sledge in one hand and supporting Fifty-Eight with the other.

"After passing this mountain, we both need to get something hot to eat."

Fifty-eight smiled. She felt relaxed during her first escape, as if the soldiers chasing behind her were no problem. Hummingbird is really a talented and brave person!

The two of them climbed up the hillside, slid down the hillside, and climbed up the hillside again. An Moxue pointed to a place and said, "Look, that place is still hidden from the wind. Let's go there."

......

The officer who led the search team of the 17th Division looked at the subordinates in front of him, and his nose was on fire!

"You said, you sent out so many people to find an injured fugitive. You have been looking for an injured fugitive for five days and you haven't found it yet. What do you want to do? A bunch of losers!"

"Sir, please calm down. She had a companion just yesterday. He was the one who killed the soldier we sacrificed. His marksmanship is very good. And just this morning, we have found their traces. It's just a matter of time to catch up." Question. I believe we can catch her."

"It would be best if you let a woman escape and take away our army's important military secrets. Go now!"

"Yes."