Zhang Jinglin had given Zhou Yinglong half a month to take down Mt. Qiangwan. For this, he even sent an artillery battalion to provide fire support. However, no one could have expected that the Soong Clan troops at Mt. Qiangwan would actually abandon their position after the Kyung Clan captured the Beiwan River.
If they had followed their original plan, they might have been able to escape. That way, they would have been able to preserve their strength.
But as luck would have it, Ren Xiaosu and the others blew up the ship again.
The Soong Clan pulled back their defensive line completely, and Fortress 178's engineering battalion successfully built a wide pontoon bridge in the direction of the Blackstone River. With the pontoon bridge built with engineering and mechanical equipment, it would not be a problem for the mechanized troops to cross it.
With Fortress 178 successfully building a defensive line on the other side of the river, the road north was finally cleared.
If everything went smoothly, Fortress 178 could continue advancing north and take down the front line at Wuchuan. Then the road north would be smooth sailing without any obstacles.
However, it was foreseeable that the front line at Wuchuan would become a real bloody battlefield. Countless Soong Clan and Fortress 178's soldiers would be buried there and would never be able to return to their homeland again.
The Kyung Clan's mechanized troops had already left and were heading back to the battlefield to attack the Yang Clan. It seemed like it was just as Tang Zhou had said to Ren Xiaosu. They had no intention of getting involved in the war in the north and were only here to give Luo Lan a gift.
Meanwhile, Zhou Yinglong was very satisfied with the battle at Mt. Qiangwan. Although there were also casualties, it was much fewer than he had expected.
When they reached the river, the Soong Clan soldiers on the shore had no choice but to jump into the river. However, Zhou Yinglong and the others were shocked to see some dark shadows chasing and biting the Soong Clan soldiers underwater. In less than a few minutes, the yellow river was covered in blood.
The rivers these days were no longer as safe as before.
Fortunately, the spring floods that Ren Xiaosu and the others encountered were the Snowy Mountains, so there were no strange creatures in the upper reaches of the river.
Zhou Yinglong stood by the river and looked at it. He tried to establish communications with the Razor Sharp Company, but he could not get through.
He ordered his soldiers to investigate whether any enemy Soong Clan soldiers had passed Ren Xiaosu's message to the Soong Clan's headquarters, but there was none.
The Soong Clan only knew that someone had taken their boat away, but they didn't know where it had gone.
Logically speaking, as long as they didn't want to die, they wouldn't sail directly to the Soong Clan.
Everyone thought that the Razor Sharp Company would join up with the Forward Strike Battalion after they seized the ship. But in the end, the Razor Sharp Company just disappeared.
After all, no one would have guessed that they would be so unlucky as to have their engine destroyed …
At that moment, Zhang Xiaoman, Jiao Xiaochen, and the others were lying on the deck, looking up at the bright starry sky above them. The vast starry sky made people feel better.
However, they were not in the mood to watch the starry sky. Instead, they lay on the deck and vomited into the river …
After vomiting for the entire afternoon, they could not vomit anything else other than water.
Zhang Xiaoman suddenly said weakly, "I feel that we might as well have stayed on the shore and fought those Soong Clan soldiers to the death."
"That's not it …" Jiao Xiaochen suddenly said, "I heard from Battalion Commander Zhou that every time he gets too tired at the military base and goes home on leave, he'll immediately feel rejuvenated when he hears his son calling him daddy. Look, I don't think I'm going to make it. Can you call me daddy …? "
"Fucking hell, if I weren't so weak right now, I'd definitely get up and beat you up!" someone cursed loudly.
Honestly, if not for the fact that the Razor Sharp Company was still suffering from seasickness, they would have beaten up Jiao Xiaochen.
Next to him, Lin Ping 'an said, "You're all married. If you want children, you can go back and look for your wives. I'm not even close to marriage yet. I wanted to confess to a girl before we set off, but I didn't dare to go."
"Then why didn't you go?" Zhang Xiaoman asked.
Lin Ping 'an held it in for a long time. "Because an officer from the armored brigade is also courting her. I don't think I'm as good as that person …"
Lin Ping 'an, who usually dared to fight, backed down when it came to matters like this.
Zhang Xiaoman said unhappily, "There are so many people who are better than you. Who does he think he is!"
Lin Ping 'an was speechless.
Did I fucking ask you to say that to comfort me?
"But seriously, Ping 'an, you might even get promoted several ranks when you get back. When your military rank is higher than his, you won't have to get stage fright anymore."
Immediately, everyone started making plans. A single company had wiped out five enemy companies. Moreover, if they followed Ren Xiaosu in the future, they might even be able to perform some meritorious deeds.
But most importantly, everyone believed they would definitely make it back alive. This was the belief that Ren Xiaosu had imparted to them.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu walked onto the deck like nothing had happened. He took out a rope and tied it to a metal hook.
There was still a piece of meat hanging on the metal hook, and Ren Xiaosu just casually threw it into the water.
Next to him, Zhang Xiaoman said helplessly, "It's really infuriating to compare ourselves with others. We're a bunch of landlubbers who feel like we're about to die, but he's still in the mood to fish."
But unexpectedly, as soon as this inferior modified fish hook was thrown into the water, a fish immediately bit it.
Ren Xiaosu pulled the rope, and the fish in the water struggled with all its might. Ren Xiaosu was not in a hurry and just waited patiently. He was mainly worried that the rope would break if he forcefully pulled it up.
After the fish in the water lost its strength, Ren Xiaosu slowly retracted the rope. There was a huge black fish hanging on it.
"Isn't this a black fish? It's just that it seems to be twice as big." Ren Xiaosu muttered, "And its teeth are sharper."
Suddenly, Ren Xiaosu's hand slipped, and the black fish fell onto the deck.
However, the fish did not stop there. Instead, it opened its mouth and tried to bite Zhang Xiaoman. Zhang Xiaoman was nearly scared to death. "Hey, hold on tight to this thing! Ren Xiaosu, you must be doing this on purpose, right? How can you not hold on to a fish when you're so strong? "
Ren Xiaosu held the fish in his hand and sighed. "We can't see the world underwater, and we don't know what changes have taken place. In any case, it's better not to fall into a river like this. Who knows what's hidden underneath? But that's not necessarily a bad thing. After The Cataclysm, humans haven't been able to re-establish a large-scale fishing industry. After such a long period of reproduction, just the fish in a river alone is probably enough to feed everyone in the stronghold. "
With Ren Xiaosu's overwhelming combat prowess, it was easy for people to forget that he was also a master of wilderness survival.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoman got up with a grunt. "Look in the distance. Isn't that the shore? The current is pushing us towards the shore!"
As the saying went, whether it was a blessing or a curse, they could not avoid it. In the end, they were still pushed towards the Soong Clan by the current.
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