In fact, Zhang Xiaoman and the others' suspicions were correct. Ren Xiaosu's shadow clone was the one who took out this machine gun emplacement. When he set off, he would always have his shadow clone scout ahead in case they got ambushed.
After making some mistakes, Ren Xiaosu learned how to be more careful and cautious.
But this was not something to be happy about, because someone had taught him this with their blood.
The degree of a person's enlightenment was exactly equivalent to the depth of their pain.
Second Company and Third Company were a little far away from each other, and the distance between the three companies was always maintained at about two kilometers. Meanwhile, Ren Xiaosu's shadow clone's range of control was only about a kilometer, so he could not help the other companies.
Zhang Xiaoman suddenly said, "Keep advancing. We're still a day away from Shichuan Village, so don't let your guard down. We might get ambushed again at any time."
The Soong Clan had placed the refugees and private troops at the front line. A single heavy machine gun could cause heavy losses to the frontline troops of Fortress 178. This was the strangeness of war in the era of firearms and explosives.
As Zhang Xiaoman walked, he asked Ren Xiaosu, "Actually, I've always been quite curious. You don't seem to be too interested in getting promoted."
"Mhm." Ren Xiaosu said, "I might be heading to the Central Plains after this war."
"Wait a minute." Zhang Xiaoman suddenly felt something was amiss. "You said you're leaving Fortress 178 for the Central Plains after the war?"
"That's right." Ren Xiaosu said, "I'm looking for my family. When y 'all wrote your wills the day before yesterday, you still had someone to write to. But now, I don't even have anyone to write to."
"Was it done by the Soong Clan?" Zhang Xiaoman asked.
"Yes," Ren Xiaosu said calmly.
Zhang Xiaoman suddenly realized it was no wonder Ren Xiaosu was so ruthless against the Soong Clan and even took the initiative to attack them. So it turned out he had a grudge against them.
Although Ren Xiaosu usually did not show any signs of pain, everyone could clearly feel Ren Xiaosu's loneliness.
For example, when everyone sat around the campfire, Ren Xiaosu would sit alone and look at the starry sky.
For example, when everyone sat around the campfire, Ren Xiaosu would sit alone and look into the distance. No one knew what he was thinking.
On the day Ren Xiaosu came down from Mt. Guan, he looked like a bloodied man. Zhang Xiaoman could clearly sense his anger dissipating.
"Were you the one who killed the bandits at Mt. Guan?" Zhang Xiaoman asked, referring to the missing main force.
"No." Ren Xiaosu shook his head. "My younger brother killed him."
Zhang Xiaoman choked. Ren Xiaosu was already so fierce, yet he still had a younger brother who could wipe out the Guan Mountain bandits? What kind of family was this …
Of course, Ren Xiaosu didn't explain much.
"But if you leave, wouldn't the commander have assigned you to the Razor Sharp Company for nothing?" Zhang Xiaoman wondered.
"Why did the commander assign me to the Razor Sharp Company? I was the one who requested to come to the most dangerous place, "Ren Xiaosu said doubtfully.
"Uh, it's fine, it's fine," Zhang Xiaoman said. He felt that everyone might have gotten the wrong idea. How could someone who would be leaving Fortress 178 after the war be the commander of the fortress?
Or did Commander Zhang have other ideas?
Along the way, they passed by a total of three ambush positions. However, without exception, these machine gun positions were all destroyed.
Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked, "Zhang Jinglin can't fight either. Why do you all listen to him?"
This had always been a question in Ren Xiaosu's mind. This group of gruff men in the Northwest admired the strong the most. Although Zhang Jinglin had once performed a heroic feat of saving lives, he shouldn't have been able to command this group of bastards, right?
Zhang Xiaoman shook his head. "I don't understand either, but someone once said that the commander shouldn't have any sword auras on him. Killing people is what we should do. What the commander needs to do is tell us who to kill and how to kill them."
When Zhang Xiaoman reported to Zhou Yinglong that they had arrived at their target rendezvous point via the radio, Zhou Yinglong was shocked. "Second Company and Third Company are still being intercepted on the way, so how did y 'all get here? Didn't y 'all get ambushed along the way? "
"The ambushes we encountered were all taken care of by a mysterious supernatural being." Zhang Xiaoman said honestly, "We don't know who did it either."
"Wasn't it Ren Xiaosu?" Zhou Yinglong asked.
"We also suspected it was him, but he was always by our side." Zhang Xiaoman said, "Battalion Commander, should we go and reinforce Second Company and Third Company?"
"There's no need for that. The companies have their own marching routes, so we can't mess up our plans." Zhou Yinglong said, "They're not under much pressure anyway. It'll just take them a little longer since the enemy who ambushed them isn't a veteran."
"Then what should we do now?" Zhang Xiaoman asked.
"Familiarize yourselves with the terrain first and get ready to attack Shichuan Village. Wait for Second Company and Third Company to join up with you. The other fighting forces of the Forward Strike Battalion will also arrive the day after tomorrow." Zhou Yinglong then disconnected the call.
Zhang Xiaoman ordered, "Platoons 1, 2, and 3, get some rest first. Platoons 4, 5, and 6, follow me to set up some simple fortifications to prevent the enemy from Shichuan Village from launching a sneak attack."
It had to be said that no matter how much Zhang Xiaoman gobbled up food and asked for military equipment at the forward operating base, he was a qualified company commander on the battlefield. He would never be careless about what he had to do during a battle.
Ren Xiaosu looked through the dense forest at Shichuan Village in the distance. He saw that the abandoned town's tall buildings had already collapsed, and all that was left were dilapidated two-story buildings.
Next to him, Zhang Xiaoman said, "The reinforced concrete that humans rely on for survival can't withstand the erosion of time. As long as the buildings aren't renovated and rebuilt, they'll collapse within 200 years. In 500 years, there won't be any buildings left here. The human cities aren't as sturdy as we think they are."
"It's fine as long as they're still here," Ren Xiaosu suddenly said.
Zhang Xiaoman was taken aback. Then he said with a smile, "You're right. It's fine as long as they're still here."
As they were getting close to Shichuan Village, they could not have any campfires. Otherwise, they would become targets for the cannons in Shichuan Village.
When Ren Xiaosu heard this reason, he expressed that he understood. Then in the middle of the night, since he had nothing to do, he went to a faraway place and started several campfires. As expected, the moment the fires started burning, the artillery shells in Shichuan Village locked onto the campfires and started bombarding them in a frenzy.
Zhang Xiaoman and the others sat behind cover and listened to the sound of the artillery with confused looks on their faces. They did not know who the enemy in Shichuan Village were attacking.
When Ren Xiaosu slowly came back, Zhang Xiaoman asked curiously, "Where did you go?"
"Oh." Ren Xiaosu explained, "Didn't you say that starting a campfire would attract artillery fire? So I went to start a campfire. I thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to waste some of their artillery shells. The troops in Shichuan Village are all alone, so they definitely don't have any ammunition to replenish themselves. Who knows, we might be able to reduce some casualties? "
Ren Xiaosu was just trying it out casually, so he did not think it would really work.
Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaoman wondered how Ren Xiaosu's brain worked.
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