Ren Xiaosu and the others in this outpost were already somewhat cut off from the outside world. Even though Yan Liuyuan was constantly scouting for information, he was only getting the tip of the iceberg.
So they had no idea that the war between the Li family, the Yang Clan, and the Kyung Clan was about to break out.
It had been a long time since there had been a war on the wasteland. Humans had only just regained their vitality after struggling at death's door, and war had immediately descended upon them.
Sometimes, Ren Xiaosu wondered why they still had to kill each other when they had survived the Cataclysm together.
According to Nonsense, the Li Consortium had wanted to clear out the Experimentals in Stronghold 109 before starting the war. In fact, they had already sent a combat brigade over. However, time would not wait for the Li Consortium, and neither would the Yang Clan or the Kyung Clan.
In fact, the Experimentals in Stronghold 109 were not only a threat to the Li Consortium, but they were also very close to the Kyung Clan's Stronghold 111. So since everyone was going to fight, they might as well bet on where the Experimentals would go.
And now, the most dangerous thing was that Ren Xiaosu and the others might be sent to the battlefield, and he had too many things to worry about here, so he couldn't just leave like that.
Even if they hid deep in the mountains behind the outpost, it would still not be safe. This was because this forest happened to be one of the Experimentals' attack routes. Otherwise, the Li Consortium would not have spent so much manpower to send people to these outposts.
"What if the Experimentals attack the Li Consortium's stronghold?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
Nonsense looked at Ren Xiaosu and said, "Actually, it's not that dangerous in the vicinity of Stronghold 108. You can even consider sending them inside the stronghold. With precautions in place, the Experimentals won't be able to force their way into the stronghold. Stronghold 109 was only lacking in its defenses."
Although Stronghold 109 had been destroyed, it would indeed be difficult for the Experimentals to get close if the Li Consortium focused their heavy firepower on the walls of Stronghold 108.
After all, the Experimentals were only made of flesh and blood. Their muscles could stop bullets, but they couldn't stop artillery shells. Even the metal storm that Qing Zhen had brought with him could make them retreat.
This was also the reason why Qing Zhen said that only children would be afraid of these Experimentals.
To Qing Zhen, he knew all too well just how terrifying the firearms of mankind were.
Therefore, everyone was worried that they would cause some trouble if they launched a sneak attack on the battlefield in the Wasteland Wilderness, but they were not so worried about defending the city.
Ren Xiaosu asked Nonsense, "Can you help send them into the stronghold and let them stay there for the time being?"
Nonsense smiled. "You can do it yourself now too. The power of a captain in the Office of Special Investigations … is very great …"
However, at this point, Nonsense suddenly added, "But I warn you, don't abuse your power …"
"Mhm, don't worry. I won't investigate smuggling anymore." Ren Xiaosu was surprised to discover the Office of Special Investigations could actually send people into the stronghold. This was quite a lot of authority.
But this old man, in this position, did not stand on the side of the Li family. It was unknown whether the senior management of the Li family would be afraid when they knew the truth.
Ren Xiaosu asked, "Aren't you afraid that I'll snitch on you?"
Nonsense said with a half-smile, "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell the Li Consortium that you've been hunting down their nanosoldiers?"
The two of them fell silent. Ren Xiaosu knew Nonsense was a sly old fox, and he would definitely have noticed something unusual about him. However, he did not expect him to suddenly reveal the truth.
But since they had each other's secrets, there was no need to point it out.
In Ren Xiaosu's opinion, Nonsense was more interested in establishing some sort of friendship or alliance with him. The basis of this trust was on one hand, their secrets, and on the other hand, his grandson … Li Shentan.
Nonsense had been holding a high position in the Office of Special Investigations all these years. Back then, in order not to implicate his family, he even concealed the fact that he had a daughter and did not even ask about it.
But many years later, his daughter was hounded to death by the Li Consortium.
The Li Consortium was so large that even as a supernatural being and a lieutenant general in the Office of Special Investigations, he could not shake it. After all, the soldiers under him were loyal to the Li Consortium, not him, Nonsense.
But this situation completely changed after Li Shentan became the Demon Whisperer. That young man who came out of the psychiatric hospital possessed extraordinary destructive power.
Around the campfire, the female students started singing. The group of gruff men around them did not dare to make a sound for fear of interrupting the girls' singing.
Sister Xiaoyu was cooking in the kitchen with an apron around her. When they came here, they had brought a lot of New Year's goods with them from town, as well as containers of fish and shrimp that Old Wang had painstakingly obtained from the stronghold's people.
Li Qingzheng suddenly lamented, "This is probably the best New Year I've had since I was 29 years old."
Ren Xiaosu looked at him and said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, we used to have a miserable time celebrating the New Year too."
"That's not it." Yan Liuyuan said with a smile, "We were obviously very happy. We would run to a distant hillside to watch the fireworks set off inside the stronghold. The fireworks were so beautiful."
But at this moment, an off-road vehicle suddenly drove up from the foot of the hill. An officer came up to Nonsense and whispered to him for a while. Meanwhile, Nonsense's expression became more and more serious.
Ren Xiaosu looked at Nonsense and asked, "What's the matter?"
Nonsense looked at Ren Xiaosu and said, "Get ready to send your family back to the stronghold after the New Year. The war has started."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned. There was still an hour until the New Year. Who would suddenly start fighting on New Year's Eve?
Nonsense said, "The Li Consortium's command center has already issued an order to launch a surprise attack. Right now, the frontline troops have already started advancing towards the Yang Clan's territory. In a few hours, that place will be engulfed in the flames of war."
"Aren't you going to have dinner before leaving?" Ren Xiaosu asked calmly.
Nonsense smiled. "I thought I could have a good New Year, but I didn't even get to eat my New Year's Eve dinner. What a pity. Whatever I'm afraid of has happened."
In this world, things never went according to one's wishes.
At this moment, Sister Xiaoyu came out of the kitchen with several lunch boxes in her hands. "Master Nonsense, I've packed all the food into these. You guys can have some on the way."
Nonsense was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said, "Thank you."
Suddenly, Nonsense looked at Ren Xiaosu and asked, "Ren Xiaosu, do you know what Murphy's Law is? If there's a possibility of things turning bad, no matter how small the possibility is, it will still happen. In layman's terms, whatever you're afraid of will happen. "
Ren Xiaosu was taken aback. "Why did you bring that up?"
"Do you think we're living in a dream or in reality?" Nonsense said with a smile.
"Of course we're in reality. If you don't believe me, I can pinch you to try," Ren Xiaosu said.
"But reality is a matter of probability. It's only in a dream that what you're afraid of will happen, isn't it?" Nonsense said. Then he turned around and left with a smile. "I'd rather this was just a dream."
Ren Xiaosu always felt that this old man was hiding a trace of sorrow in his heart.
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