Like the jungles that Tang Cheng and the others walked through after leaving Mandalay, the forests of Savage Mountain also covered the sky with no end in sight, and Tang Cheng and his party only entered the forest of Savage Mountain for only 2 hours, and it suddenly rained in the sky that originally looked clear. Tang Cheng opened his mouth and spit out the astringent water in his mouth, shook off the poncho on his body and asked Tan Fei, who was always hindering him, "Ask those two Burmese, when we entered the forest, there was not a single cloud in the sky, why did it suddenly rain in the forest after only 2 hours?" ”

Tan Fei turned his face and muttered to another Burmese for a while, then turned around and pointed to the towering trees around him and said, "He said that this rain is not from the world, but these big trees are spitting out excess water in their bodies, and the hotter the weather, the more they vomit." ”

Hou San, who was following behind, pulled off an inch-long insect from his poncho and shouted, "It's not just raining on dog days, it's also fucking bugs!" "Hou Sanyi is not the only one who has insects on the poncho, almost all of them have insects on their ponchos and leggings, but everyone who is busy with the road has no time to pay attention to these insects.

Tang Cheng looked forward, the dice and a few strong guys were wielding machetes to open the way, and the Burmese who led the way would also shout from time to time to keep the snakes, insects and beasts around them away. The dice wielded long knives to cut down the vines on both sides of the passage one by one, and several routs with American carbines scattered around them, constantly monitoring the surrounding movements, beware of possible beasts or snakes.

The march in the dense forest was extremely difficult, especially the physical consumption was even more terrifying, and Tang Cheng had only walked for half a day before they had to stop and find a dry and open-air place to rest. I thought that the jungle would be full of water, but when I came in, I found that it was not like this at all, there is indeed a lot of water here, but unfortunately there is very little water to drink.

Just look at the corpses of wild beasts that have fallen on the edge of the waterhole to know that the water here is poisonous, and the Savage Mountain is considered a very dangerous place because of the overlapping mountains, the forests are like the sea, the swamps in the woods are continuous, the river valleys are dense with mountains, jackals and beasts are rampant, and malaria is spreading. The mosquitoes, poisonous snakes, and miasma of the Savage Mountain are overwhelming, and every blow is a fatal wound. Tang Cheng is now glad that he has two Burmese guides, and without their help, it would have been difficult for his people to find a clean source of water in the Savage Mountains.

The rain in the jungle came and fell suddenly, and every noon, the rain that had been dripping finally stopped, the weather became still fine, and they were finally able to speed up their march in Tangcheng, which was struggling to trek in the muddy water. This time the march was fast. Even more than twice the speed of the march in the morning, most of the routs already knew how to march in the dense forest, and without their previous curiosity, they no longer looked around when they walked. I don't scream when I see a snake or worm, and I don't scream because a bug falls on my head.

The jungle of Savage Mountain is a real treasure trove for the military doctor and Zhao Liang, the kind of plants with small white flowers that can be seen everywhere only need to be dug up by the roots, dried and boiled in water, which is a medicine to cure fever symptoms. More and more herbs appeared along the road, keeping the military doctor and Zhao Liang busy, and Tang Cheng would not stop them from digging like monkeys, it was always good to have more useful herbs.

The two Burmese guides were able to find a suitable camp in the humid jungle, which changed the mind of Don City, who had been hostile to the Burmese earlier. If it weren't for these two Burmese guides, it would have been a joke to get through the forest safely, and probably they would have been camping in the mud puddles full of dangers.

With Tang Cheng's hints, Tan Fei and the others began to get acquainted with these two Burmese, and these two Burmese soon became luxurious. They no longer honestly soak their fried rice in bamboo tubes with hot water, nor do they secretly pick up empty cans and boxes thrown away by the defeated soldiers to soak in water to drink, because from now on, they eat the same food as the defeated soldiers. Canned stewed wild vegetables is not a good food, but the Burmese guide, who has never eaten canned food, regarded the spoonful of soup in the lunch box as the most delicious delicacy.

Tang Cheng rubbed his stomach very comfortably, he had just eaten a meal of snake meat, and George, who was screaming, would rather nibble on compressed biscuits than eat snake meat, and his share was cheaper than Tang Cheng. It had been a whole day, and they had not met a single Japanese soldier in Tangcheng, and there were two Burmese guides, and it was impossible for them to be short of food. Wild fruits, wild vegetables, and wild plantains can all be eaten, and the rock dragon also has some harvests from time to time. Tang Cheng was obviously the happiest person in this small army, relying on Tan Fei's translation, the defeated soldiers benefited a lot, although all they learned was how to find food in the jungle, judge the tracks of wild beasts and other things, but these were all means to save their lives in the forest.

With the Burmese guide, it is true that there is no need for Tang Cheng to worry too much, but there are other more troubles waiting for Tang Cheng in the jungle. Less than three days after entering Lin Mang, the feet of the defeated soldiers who had already changed into new military boots were already swollen with blisters, and if they didn't bake and dry their military boots and socks quickly, it wouldn't take long for their feet to rot. Finally, he came across a large area where everyone could camp, and although it was just after noon, Tang Cheng still ordered to stop and camp to rest.

The next day, the weather was good, and the sun was like a huge red fruit, spraying thin in the forest. Chao Dun was brilliant, the arc of the mountains, and the outline of the forest sea were all eroded by golden light. There was a light rain last night, and the traces of rain when I woke up in the morning have been easily erased by the endless life of the rainforest. This huge tribe of life has been baptized, and it is even more glorious. Lush foliage is covered with overnight raindrops, sucking the morning sun, and a waterfall of carefree singing of birds pours down in the shade.

The stubborn military doctor strongly advised that he rest for another day, and in another day, the ulcerated skin of the soldiers will scab over, and the human body has a familiar process with nature, and it will be difficult for the skin to fester. Tang Cheng accepted this Jianyì, in fact, he originally planned to rest here for two days, since God gave face, then stay one more day.

While the sun was still shining, everyone took off all their naked bodies and lay naked in the open space to bask in the sun. After three days of marching, their feet and bodies were more or less ulcerated, and the sun was undoubtedly the best cure. The same naked military doctor and Zhao Liang walked through the crowd, looking at these guys basking in the sun as if they were watching their own harvest, and the military doctor wielding this rattan demanded that the soldiers must tan every part of their body, especially the crotch, which is the most susceptible area to infection, just like George who was the first to rot his crotch.

With Tang Cheng's hints, the military doctor even treated the wounds of the Burmese guide who led the way. Although the skin of the Burmese guides did not fester, and most of the wounds were abrasions and lacerations, the military doctor helped them to stitch up the torn wounds. Having seen the tactics of the military doctor like a tailor, the two Burmese were very disapprovingly rejected the trauma medicine given to them by the military doctor, and they had their own unique methods of healing injuries by living in the jungle.

The two Burmese guides treated the wounds on their bodies that had been stitched up very simply, chewing on some of the green leaves that are almost common in the woods until they were chewed into a paste. Faced with the Burmese analogy and Tan Fei's translation, it was difficult for the military doctor to imagine that this common green leaf was a good medicine for external injuries, but the two smiling Burmese would immediately stop bleeding after the leaves were pasted. In particular, the leaves were chewed by the dirty mouths of these two goods and stuck to the wound without inflammation, which is too rare to see the wound inflamed in such a stuffy jungle.

The unintentional display of the two Burmese guides completely conquered the military doctor and Zhao Liang, Tang Cheng ordered to rest here for two days, during these two days, the military doctor and Zhao Liang followed the two Burmese guides to pick back a large pile of seemingly useless things from the surroundings, according to Tan Fei, these leaves and weeds are all herbs that can cure diseases. Tang Cheng didn't have time to pay attention to what the military doctor was doing, the team stopped to rest, but everyone couldn't just bask in the sun and wait to eat their stomachs, collecting a qiē to eat was Tang Cheng's new order, so the defeated soldiers were divided into two groups and rotated out to find food.

The Burmese have a special method of roasting meat, which they can bake into a stone-hard jerky that can only be cut with a sharp weapon, but it is delicious when it is added to a soup and stewed. In order to fill everyone's stomachs, there was constant gunfire around the camp, and anyway, there was no Japanese army chasing after them, so the ammunition they carried with them became a burden, so it was better to use it to shoot the prey, so as to take the opportunity to reduce the burden on everyone.

Mike didn't care about the consumption of ammunition at all, in fact, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't get airdrop supplies in the jungle, Mike was also ready to apply for more ammo airdrops, so that Tang City and them could take this opportunity to familiarize themselves with American weapons was Mike's real intention. Mack equipped the Dontown with the American M1 carbine, although this weapon is low-power and has a short range, it has an easily replaceable magazine and a large ammunition capacity, and the actual rate of fire is high and the recoil is low, which is very popular with deep routs.

Compared to the bolt-action rifles that the routs had been using, the self-loading carbine was more suitable as a melee weapon, especially since the weight of this carbine was far lighter than the Mauser rifle, and even lighter than the 38 rifle they had captured from the Japanese, and the carbine was the right choice for them who were trekking through the jungle.