Zhou Yinglong confirmed it over the phone several times before he believed that Mt. Guan had really been taken down.
The original plan of the Forward Strike Battalion was for the Razor Sharp Company to attack the easier Mt. Dingyuan bandits first. After that, the Razor Sharp Company and Second Company would attack the more difficult Mt. Guan together.
But not long after the Razor Sharp Company set off, Mt. Guan was already gone.
Zhang Xiaoman asked over the phone, "Battalion Commander, isn't this considered our contribution as well?"
"Count it." Zhou Yinglong replied, "What are the casualties of your Razor Sharp Company? If there are more casualties, you can take a short break and wait for reinforcements. "
"There were no casualties." When Zhang Xiaoman said that, he felt a headache coming on. He did not hide it anymore. "There were only about a hundred bandits on Mt. Guan, and it was Ren Xiaosu who went up there alone to take them down. You weren't the only one who was shocked, even I was shocked. Our original plan was for him to restrain the bandits on Mt. Guan, but the moment he did, the bandits on Mt. Guan were all wiped out."
Then Zhang Xiaoman could hear Zhou Yinglong gasp over the radio. "He's that amazing?!"
Ren Xiaosu was wiping the blood off his body by a stream behind Mt. Guan. He changed back into the Razor Sharp Company's combat uniform.
Jiao Xiaochen and the others, who were packing up their ammunition and supplies not far away, saw Ren Xiaosu's expression. "Did y 'all see that? He's acting like nothing happened after killing more than a hundred people. He's way too calm."
"I wonder what he did before he came to Fortress 178 …."
"I heard that he used to be a refugee and was even Commander Zhang's student. He's also famous for being ruthless in town. Old Xu said so."
Ren Xiaosu put on the clean Razor Sharp Company's uniform and stood by the stream. This was only the beginning of his revenge. He still had more battles to fight in the future.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoman had finished reporting to Zhou Yinglong. He asked Jiao Xiaochen, "Take stock of our spoils."
"Two 12.7mm heavy machine guns with shields and wheels, 31 boxes of ammunition, and two mortars." Jiao Xiaochen reported, "There are a lot of other automatic rifles, but they're useless to us."
The more guns there were, the better. Someone had to use them, so automatic rifles were no different from scrap metal to them.
"Bring along the mortars and mortar shells. Remove the heavy machine gun's shield and wheels and bring along the heavy machine gun bullets." Zhang Xiaoman said, "The machine gun shields are more useful on flat plains. It'll be inconvenient for us to move around with them. Wait a minute, don't we have any grenades?"
Jiao Xiaochen shook his head. "No, not a single grenade."
"These Guanshan bandits are too poor. They can't even afford a grenade?" Zhang Xiaoman wondered.
It was not that the bandits in Mount Guan were poor, but that Ren Xiaosu had put all seven boxes of grenades into his space before going down the mountain.
Before the Explosive Poker cards produced bombs with numbers above 6, Ren Xiaosu felt that they could be replaced with grenades. As for how powerful a bomb with numbers above 6 would be, he could not estimate it himself.
Zhang Xiaoman's eyes lit up as he looked at the pile of ordnance. Even the Razor Sharp Company was only equipped with ordinary weapons without any heavy firepower.
So what they could snatch on the battlefield depended entirely on their own abilities.
At this moment, Jiao Xiaochen was carrying a machine gun. "This thing's mine!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiao Xiaochen's grip loosened, and the machine gun landed in Ren Xiaosu's hands. Jiao Xiaochen was stunned for a moment before he heard Ren Xiaosu say, "Platoon Commander, I'll hold it for you."
Jiao Xiaochen was touched. What kind of immortal comrade would he be if he could fight a war and be united and friendly at the same time?!
"Thank you, Ren Xiaosu," Jiao Xiaochen said.
"Gratitude received from Jiao Xiaochen, + 1!"
Ren Xiaosu suddenly realized it was quite easy to earn gratitude tokens here at Fortress 178.
Seeing that he was almost done with his mission, Ren Xiaosu wondered if he could continue earning gratitude tokens after completing his mission, right?
"Captain." Ren Xiaosu looked at Zhang Xiaoman. "What are we going to do next?"
"Besiege Mt. Dingyuan." Zhang Xiaoman answered, "The Forward Strike Battalion and the Engineering Battalion are about to reach our north. They're going to set up a forward operating base there, so we can't let the bandits in the rear cause any trouble."
"Is a forward operating base very important?" Ren Xiaosu asked. He was not doubting, but humbly asking, "What's the purpose of a forward operating base?"
In Ren Xiaosu's mind, a forward operating base was a place where he could freeload.
Zhang Xiaoman patiently explained, "Using a forward operating base can greatly reduce the time spent by the troops traveling from the rear to the front lines. It can also extend the supply line to a place close enough to the enemy's stronghold. For example, the armored brigade will have to resupply at the forward operating base before they can continue to advance deeper into the enemy territory. "
Ren Xiaosu nodded to show he understood. "Then how are we going to attack Mt. Dingyuan?"
"Battalion Commander Zhou said we don't have to attack them by force. We just have to trap them at Mt. Dingyuan and prevent them from moving." Zhang Xiaoman said, "After the battle at Mt. Guan, there were some changes to the plan. So our mission isn't that difficult, and we can minimize casualties. Once the forward operating base is built, new troops will come over to provide fire support. At that time, it'll be much easier. "
That night, everyone rested for a short while on Mt. Guan. When his comrades took off their shoes and sat around the campfire to warm themselves, Ren Xiaosu quietly walked away.
Zhang Xiaoman looked at Ren Xiaosu's lonely figure standing at the edge of the cliff. He suddenly said to the other soldiers, "I keep getting the feeling that something's on his mind."
"Captain, it's just that our feet are too smelly …."
Zhang Xiaoman jokingly scolded, "Don't you guys think he's got a lot on his mind?"
"A little."
Zhang Xiaoman turned around and looked at Ren Xiaosu's back. He had a feeling that Ren Xiaosu had experienced a lot more than they could imagine.
He carried a bowl of freshly heated vegetable soup to Ren Xiaosu. "Here, have some."
"Mhm, thank you, Captain," Ren Xiaosu said.
However, Zhang Xiaoman did not leave after handing over the soup. Instead, he suddenly asked, "I heard you've only just arrived at Fortress 178. Why did you choose to come to a place as harsh as Fortress 178?"
Ren Xiaosu glanced at Zhang Xiaoman. "I wasn't planning on going there at first, but I had something very important to do and shared a common interest with Fortress 178."
"I see." Zhang Xiaoman nodded.
"Captain, why did y 'all become soldiers at Fortress 178?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"I've been living in Fortress 178 since I was young." Zhang Xiaoman said with a smile, "The first thing the young people in the fortress do after they turn 16 is get a physical to see if they're fit to be a soldier. Someone almost hanged himself because he failed the physical because he had flat feet."
"Why?" Ren Xiaosu said in surprise.
Zhang Xiaoman looked to the Northwest as though he could see Fortress 178. He said with a smile, "It's because I want to have a chance to prove that I'm a man when the bronze bell in the center of the fortress rings."
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