Fu Rao, who was still thinking he was extremely lucky a moment ago, was now howling in pain. His injury was the same as Ren Xiaosu's. He could only rely on the black medicine applied to his skin to soak up his internal injuries. Ren Xiaosu had repeatedly warned him not to take it orally. Otherwise, who knew what kind of reaction it would cause.
When Ren Xiaosu and the others returned from taking care of the Soong Clan's company, Fu Rao struggled to get up and thank Ren Xiaosu.
Everyone knew what had happened just now. The Razor Sharp Company's best option was to give Fu Rao a quick death and then avenge him.
If this were in the past, everyone would definitely have done that because it would have been a dead end for them.
When Zhang Xiaoman saw Fu Rao's actions, he cursed, "You've even reattached your dislocated arm, huh? You're so good now? Hurry up and lie down and get some rest. Brothers, make a stretcher for him. Just fucking lie down on the stretcher and recuperate. "
Fu Rao's face was still pale. He said to Ren Xiaosu, "Thank you."
"Gratitude received from Fu Rao, + 1!"
This "thank you" carried a lot of weight because he had truly saved Fu Rao's life. Ren Xiaosu smiled and told Fu Rao to recuperate well. After that, he went to the medics to bandage his wound. During the battle earlier, Ren Xiaosu was at the forefront of the charge and was also shot in the shoulder.
However, Ren Xiaosu knew very well that this kind of injury would heal in three days at most with the help of the black medicine.
When the medics bandaged Ren Xiaosu's wound, they asked curiously, "Ren Xiaosu, are your muscles really that strong? How did the bullet only penetrate an inch into them?!"
Everyone gathered around Ren Xiaosu and looked at his wound curiously. "His skin must be made of copper and bones of iron, right?"
Zhang Xiaoman sat cross-legged on the ground next to Fu Rao. He did not look at Ren Xiaosu's wound. Instead, he lowered his head and seemed to be thinking about something.
Fu Rao looked at Zhang Xiaoman and asked, "Captain, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing much." Zhang Xiaoman said softly, "Before I came out, I told my wife that I might not be able to return this time. After all, we know how dangerous our Razor Sharp Company is, so I told her in advance so that she wouldn't feel too bad."
Fu Rao did not say anything as he listened to Zhang Xiaoman muttering to himself, "Since we were young, the people of Fortress 178 have always felt that it's an honor to die on the battlefield. But if we really had a choice, who would want to die in such a godforsaken place? Don't you agree? "
After a moment of silence, Fu Rao said, "Who would want to die?"
"We can't die even if we want to now." Zhang Xiaoman smiled helplessly. "A lunatic suddenly appeared on this battlefield, and he actually said that he's going to help us survive. He even said that he can't leave any of us behind … What a f * cking lunatic."
Zhang Xiaoman was 30 years old this year. He had lived in Fortress 178 for 27 years, and three of them were spent at the outpost outside the fortress.
Life at the outpost was very tough. There was no communication, and there was no entertainment. As the outpost was located at a high altitude, the weather was very cold all year round, and very few people would sweat.
In order to prevent the soldiers from getting kidney disease, they had to do physical training around the stove until they were drenched in sweat.
In autumn, winter, and spring, they could not even drink water as it was frozen solid. The brothers on sentry duty outside could only chew on ice if they wanted to drink water.
Even after ten years of drinking ice, it was difficult to cool one's blood. Perhaps not many people knew how bitter it was to drink ice.
When Zhang Xiaoman set off for battle, he was already prepared to die. Just as he had said, how could there be no deaths in war?!
After a soldier died, if they could not be buried, their comrades would knock out one of their teeth and bring it back to the bronze bell at Fortress 178. They would treat it as bringing back their dead comrades.
Their souls would return home.
The veterans said that when the bronze bell rang, the immortal martial spirits of Fortress 178 would also bless them from the sidelines.
But it was a little strange this time. A lunatic had suddenly popped out of nowhere and said he would bring all of them back alive.
"Only a lunatic would say something like that and do something like that, right?" Zhang Xiaoman asked Fu Rao.
Fu Rao said calmly, "But I like this lunatic. Not only do I feel lucky to be his comrade, but I also feel honored."
"Honored?"
"Because he's the future commander of Fortress 178, and you and I are witnessing history."
…
After reorganizing for a while, Zhang Xiaoman led everyone back to where the battle had taken place. He thought for a long time and said, "Look, we might even run into the Soong Clan's troops on the way to Mt. Qiangwan. What do you think if we change into the uniforms of these dead people and pretend to be a company of the Soong Clan?"
Ren Xiaosu rolled his eyes. "Then we'll run into Battalion Commander Zhou's Forward Strike Battalion and get blown up?"
Zhang Xiaoman was rendered speechless for a long time. "We can always take a detour. Won't it be fine as long as we don't bump into him?"
"But there are a lot of bullet holes and bloodstains on these dead people's clothes. If we pretend to be troops who have lost the battle, it might not be obvious at first glance. But if someone observes carefully, they'll realize that they're still alive and kicking even though they've been shot in the chest. That's not something you can explain." Jiao Xiaochen said in a speechless manner, "Captain, can you stop fantasizing? Besides, how could they not recognize their comrades?"
Zhang Xiaoman analyzed, "See if I'm right. The Soong Clan claims to have more than 200,000 troops. How could they possibly recognize all of them if they bump into them on the road? Our Fortress 178 lives in the same stronghold all year round, so we see each other all the time. Even if we don't know each other, we'll still be familiar with each other. But their soldiers are usually scattered across a dozen strongholds, so it's normal that they don't know each other since they've been mobilized at the last minute. "
Everyone looked at Ren Xiaosu. Zhang Xiaoman's expression darkened. "I'm the fucking company commander, and I'm the one making the decisions here. Why are y 'all looking at Ren Xiaosu? Don't tell me a soldier's words carry more weight than my company commander's words?"
Ren Xiaosu said to Zhang Xiaoman in a serious tone, "I really can't."
"OK …" Zhang Xiaoman replied.
At this moment, Jiao Xiaochen suddenly said, "We've already wiped out four enemy companies in this battle, but we haven't lost any members yet. Even that bullsh * t Flying Eagle Company from the Recon Battalion can't do that."
The Razor Sharp Company of the Forward Strike Battalion and the Flying Eagle Company of the Recon Battalion had always refused to submit to each other. The Flying Eagle Company was basically in the top ten of the military tournament. They had accurate marksmanship, good martial arts skills, and knew a lot of things. There were also snipers among them.
In their eyes, the Razor Sharp Company was just a bunch of hooligans who only had more devious ideas. They were the true elites.
But in the eyes of the Razor Sharp Company, they were the ones who could win and fight tough battles. If the two sides met during the exercise, they would be like old enemies.
Of course, there were also wins and losses in the end. The Razor Sharp Company won three times, while the Flying Eagle Company won seven times.
Now that they had achieved such a great victory, they would definitely be able to outperform the Flying Eagle Company. Zhang Xiaoman suddenly said, "I've always been annoyed by that Flying Eagle Company. They don't even use their real names in the military and even use codenames. Why are they pretending to be so important?"
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