It was not easy for him to save people, and he even saved so many of them at once. How could Ren Xiaosu let go of this opportunity to earn gratitude tokens?!
The Razor Sharp Company consisted of 184 people, and none of them had died after fighting two battles. Meanwhile, Second Company and Third Company were not reinforced companies, so each company only had 120 people. After a few casualties, Ren Xiaosu managed to save a total of 397 people this time.
Everyone looked at Ren Xiaosu's gaze and did not quite understand what he meant. When Ren Xiaosu saw that the hint was not working, he directly said, "Ahem, shouldn't you be thanking me for saving your life?"
Zhang Xiaoman was speechless.
Second Company was speechless.
Third Company was speechless.
No one had ever seen such a thick-skinned person before!
Although he had saved their lives, it was still too strange for someone to take the initiative to thank him. Could it be some kind of special psychological need?
They did not know that Ren Xiaosu needed gratitude tokens, so they just thought that Ren Xiaosu had some weird fetish!
But thinking about it was just thinking about it. Since their savior, Ren Xiaosu, had made such a request, no one would feel awkward about it. Second Company's commander, Xu Haichen, took the lead in thanking him, and the others followed suit.
Ren Xiaosu counted the number of gratitude tokens he had earned. He was surprised to find that out of the 397 people in the three companies, he had earned a total of 397 gratitude tokens from them. Not a single one of them was lying!
Suddenly, Ren Xiaosu realized his previous methods of earning gratitude tokens were too weak. Only by sincerely saving people would it be easier for him to earn gratitude tokens.
Including the gratitude tokens he had earned along the way, Ren Xiaosu's gratitude tokens had returned to more than 800.
Zhang Xiaoman suddenly asked, "Ren Xiaosu, I remember you saying something on the way here. The gist of it was that because of you, the Soong Clan might not hesitate to use their artillery to bombard this area? What do you mean? Do you have a grudge against the Soong Clan? "
Ren Xiaosu thought about it and replied, "I was just saying. Don't take it seriously."
He couldn't explain too much now. Previously, when he broke into the Soong Clan's camp, he used Shadow Door to throw Explosive Poker cards. At that time, not all the Soong Clan soldiers died, so Zong Cheng must have known that he had such an ability.
Although he had used Shadow Door many times in this street fight, those who had seen this ability were all dead.
So, Zong Cheng shouldn't know that he was still alive, right?
If Zong Cheng knew that Ren Xiaosu was still alive, he would not be able to eat or sleep well.
Zong Cheng must really want to kill him, just like how he wanted to kill Zong Cheng.
When Zhang Xiaoman saw that Ren Xiaosu did not want to talk about it, he said, "According to the plan, we were supposed to defend Shichuan Village after completing the mission, but now that the entire village has been destroyed, it looks like the plan has changed. Contact Battalion Commander Zhou and see where we should go next."
The correspondent connected to Zhou Yinglong, who asked in a stupefied manner, "What's wrong? You've taken it down? "
Zhou Yinglong had always been surprised by how fierce the Razor Sharp Company was. But now, he was used to it.
"Mhm." Zhang Xiaoman said, "Shichuan Village has been destroyed. I don't know how many explosives the Soong Clan planted in Shichuan Village, but they've blown the entire village up into the sky."
"What?!" Zhou Yinglong was shocked. "Then are y 'all alright?"
Zhou Yinglong was an expert in war, so he could immediately tell how dangerous this matter was. However, Zhang Xiaoman calmly replied, "We discovered the enemy's movements in time. They've all fled out of Shichuan Village."
Zhou Yinglong felt that listening to the battle reports every day was like playing with his heart. Even the battles he had fought in the past were not this fucking exciting!
However, it was a good thing that they had taken down Shichuan Village. From now on, there would no longer be any threats around the FOB.
Zhou Yinglong said, "Let's return to the FOB to reorganize. In two days, we'll clear the wilderness with the entire Forward Strike Battalion."
The so-called clearing of the wilderness referred to the elimination of all potential threats with the FOB as the center and a radius of 120 kilometers. This was to prevent the Soong Clan from hiding any more troops in the wilderness.
In the eyes of the storytellers in the teahouses, war was a battle of strategies between geniuses. But to Zhou Yinglong and the others, war was a battle of details.
Just building a forward operating base required great care and caution.
Only then would Commander Zhang's strategy have a foundation to carry out.
Even a 100,000-meter-tall building needed a good foundation.
Zhang Xiaoman hung up on the radio and said with a grin, "Brothers, let's go back to the FOB and get some sleep! Get the canteen to cook something delicious for us. We've done a great service! "
…
In the command center, Zhou Yinglong sat at the end of the table. If not for the special status of the Forward Strike Battalion, a battalion commander like him would not even be qualified to sit at this table.
The command center was sacred to the troops of Fortress 178. Every time the soldiers passed by the command center's tent, they would imagine what it would be like to be sitting there reporting on the battle situation one day.
At this moment, Zhang Jinglin looked at Zhou Yinglong and said with a smile, "After going out for a while, you can't even hide the joy on your face when you come back. What's the matter? Did your wife give birth to your second child?"
"Commander, what are you talking about?" Zhou Yinglong chuckled and said, "How could I possibly contact that woman in the base? I'm happy because our Forward Strike Battalion has already taken down Shichuan Village! We're lucky we didn't let you down! "
The expression on Zhou Yinglong's face when he said he was lucky he didn't let them down was exactly the same as the smug look on Zhang Xiaoman's face.
In fact, the entire Forward Strike Battalion was like that.
"Oh?" Zhang Jinglin said with a smile, "Two days ago, you asked me to give you some more time. You said that Shichuan Village wasn't easy to take and even explained how difficult urban warfare was. Why did you suddenly decide to take it down today?"
Zhou Yinglong's eyes darted around. "That Ren Xiaosu that the commander assigned to our Razor Sharp Company is too fierce. Even if I went there myself, it probably wouldn't have gone as smoothly."
"Tell me about it," Zhang Jinglin said calmly.
"That kid's superpower allows him to open a Shadow Door within a kilometer. It's as though his superpower was made for urban warfare." Zhou Yinglong praised, "From a kilometer away, he can disable a machine gun with a grenade. That's amazing!"
Zhang Jinglin said to the people around him with a smile, "Zhou Yinglong even told me that he didn't want Ren Xiaosu because he looked too skinny to fight. But now, I reckon that he won't let go even if someone tries to snatch him from him."
Zhou Yinglong muttered, "Didn't I say that I don't want useless people? Didn't I find out that he's useful, and very useful at that?"
Meanwhile, the group of commanders around him were thinking that Zhou Yinglong was really good at flattering people. He knew that the commander wanted to hear about Ren Xiaosu, so he specifically chose to talk about Ren Xiaosu's heroic deeds.
However, everyone knew that Zhou Yinglong was definitely telling the truth. Otherwise, he would not have dared to lie in front of Commander Zhang.
Someone suddenly said, "It's not enough to just be capable. What's his character like?"
Everyone was treating Ren Xiaosu as a candidate to be the next commander. Therefore, while ability was one aspect, character was even more important.
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