When they heard the word "die," the Razor Sharp Company got anxious. A group of them went into the cabin to figure out how to get the boat to move.
Someone grumbled, "We should've kept them alive earlier. They were the ones who drove the boat here, so they definitely know how to drive it."
Jiao Xiaochen looked at the person who spoke and snapped, "Why are you being so belated now? Didn't we not intend to drive the boat away? Aren't we stuck in the harbor now? "
Everyone was frantically pressing the buttons. In the end, it was unknown who did what, but by a stroke of luck, the engine in the hull started to sound.
Everyone said excitedly, "It's starting, it's starting!"
"We're saved! Hahaha, the heavens haven't forsaken our Razor Sharp Company yet!"
But at this moment, someone wondered, "But the boat still hasn't moved."
At this moment, everyone saw Ren Xiaosu rush out of the cabin. Zhang Xiaoman shouted, "Don't go out! The fucking enemy is everywhere outside!"
"There's a rope on the boat that's tied to the shore of the harbor. We have to cut it," Ren Xiaosu said.
"That won't do. You'll get shot to death if you go out like that," Zhang Xiaoman roared.
Suddenly, Ren Xiaosu thought of something and drew his saber to open the Shadow Door. The other side of the door was near the rope, but Ren Xiaosu did not know the exact location of the rope. As such, he swung his saber and slashed at it randomly. The first few slashes only hit the air.
The Soong Clan soldiers who were running towards the harbor were stunned when they saw a hand randomly waving a black saber. For a moment, they did not dare to continue charging forward!
"Hey, it's moving! The boat's moving!" Zhang Xiaoman shouted in surprise.
Ren Xiaosu finally cut the rope. The Soong Clan deserters watched this scene helplessly. They watched as the ferry, which had taken a lot of bullets, slowly moved towards the center of the river.
When they were a little further away, Ren Xiaosu and the others also came out of the cabin. They watched helplessly as they moved further and further away from the shore. As they watched, they vomited.
None of the people in the Razor Sharp Company had ever been on a boat before. So after the boat had only been sailing for about ten minutes, the soldiers on board were already vomiting.
Those who wanted to take the boat couldn't.
Those who didn't want to take the boat would float to god knows where.
The soldiers of the Razor Sharp Company looked at the despairing enemies on the shore and thought to themselves, 'What can we do? We're also in despair.'
At this moment, the Razor Sharp Company heard a whirring sound. The sound of the engines was getting weaker and weaker. Zhang Xiaoman suddenly asked, "What the fuck is going on?"
"I don't know …"
He watched as the ferry slowly lost its power. It seemed that some part of the ferry had been damaged by the enemy's heavy machine gun!
"This is f * cking bad luck." Zhang Xiaoman did not know whether to laugh or cry. While vomiting on the deck, he mumbled, "Hurry up and contact Battalion Commander Zhou. Ask him to think of a way to save us!"
However, the radio operator whispered, "Captain, the radio is broken."
"What's that?" Zhang Xiaoman's eyes widened. "That radio station is your weapon, your life. How could you let it break? Believe it or not, I'll kick you into the river. "
At this moment, everyone turned to look at the radio operator. The radio on his back had been shattered. The radio operator said dejectedly, "The enemy shot at us with a heavy machine gun on the shore just now. I was in a hurry to get on the ferry, and the bullets happened to hit the radio."
Zhang Xiaoman sighed. "Forget it, this radio has saved your life. As long as you're still alive, that's all that matters."
A group of soldiers from the Razor Sharp Company sat on the deck and looked around in despair. They did not know where the ferry would take them after it lost its power.
Now that the radio was also broken, they had really become a lone army.
They could not contact the main forces of Fortress 178, and the enemy could not contact them either.
"Are we going to float straight to the Soong Clan's position on the other side of the river?" Jiao Xiaochen asked softly.
"Can you not say such depressing things …?"
Zhang Xiaoman suddenly laughed. "That's why there are so many accidents on the battlefield. Remember what I said? Everything is fate, and it's not up to you at all. No matter how many battles you've won, fate can really mess with you as it pleases.
"And sometimes, it's really strange. Fate doesn't mess with others and only messes with you …."
There were too many unexpected things that happened in war. Some people even said that 30% of a war's victory depended on tactics and strength, while the remaining 70% depended on whether the heavens wanted to let you live or not.
After vomiting for a long time, the soldiers of the Razor Sharp Company were hungry. However, they had been away from the forward operating base for too long, and they had only brought seven days' worth of rations with them. At this moment, they were running out of supplies.
Zhang Xiaoman led his men to search the cargo hold and found it empty. He asked in a daze, "Didn't we see the Soong Clan's garrison troops moving things onto the ferry? Why isn't there anything here?"
"I don't think they had time to load anything onto this ferry …."
When Zhang Xiaoman heard that, he got angry. "Look at you guys. You didn't even know to leave anything behind when you blew up the ferry."
Ren Xiaosu and the others were amused. "Captain, you didn't say we should leave one behind. Didn't we say we were going to blow them all up?"
Turning around, Zhang Xiaoman started trying to persuade the rest of the Razor Sharp Company, "Look, we're running out of supplies, and we don't know when we'll be able to get ashore. So those of us who are seasick should stop vomiting. Those of us who feel like vomiting should bear with it …."
Ren Xiaosu was standing on the deck. He was not seasick at all and was just looking at the vast Beiwan River.
Zhang Xiaoman walked up to him and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"Thinking about where we'll drift to?" Ren Xiaosu said.
Zhang Xiaoman sighed and said, "We can't call for help now, and we can't determine where we'll reach the shore. Who knows what we'll encounter? If we drift to the north bank, that's all the Soong Clan's territory."
However, the more one was afraid of something, the more likely it would happen. Although the ferry was still in the middle of the river, they could see that they were indeed getting closer and closer to the Soong Clan's territory by comparing the landmarks on both sides of the river.
"Don't worry." Ren Xiaosu said, "I'll make sure y 'all survive. None of you will be left behind."
With that, Ren Xiaosu turned around and went back into the cabin. A group of soldiers from the Razor Sharp Company watched as he threw out a wild boar, a sheep, a box of hardtack, and a large box of water as though he was performing a magic trick.
These were all things that Sister Xiaoyu had prepared for him after she found out he could carry supplies with him. Furthermore, he had already spent money in his storage space to increase the preservation function, so these items would not spoil no matter how long they were stored in his storage space.
Ren Xiaosu said to his comrades from the Razor Sharp Company, "I estimate that we'll be stranded on the north bank within three days. If you don't want to die, conserve your strength. We'll fight our way out of the Soong Clan's territory."
At this moment, Zhou Yinglong had already reported the incident of the Razor Sharp Company being forced to board the ferry and escape. Meanwhile, Zhang Jinglin immediately sealed off the news in case the Soong Clan organized their forces to capture them.
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