Li Shentan did not kill the Soong Clan member whom Wang Congyang had deliberately spared. He squatted down beside the overturned vehicle with a smile and asked, "Do you have a way to contact your boss now?"
That person was still hanging from the back seat of the vehicle. The vehicle was flipped upside down, and the unfortunate man's feet were stuck and he could not move at all.
Li Shentan stretched out his hand and opened his fist in the air. The body of the vehicle, which was originally compressed together, suddenly expanded like a balloon being inflated.
When that person regained his freedom, he nearly knelt down and kowtowed to Li Shentan. "I can contact them now. I have a satellite phone!"
Li Shentan nodded and said with a smile, "Then give him a call. You heard what that person said just now. He asked you to inform the Soong Clan, so hurry up and do it."
"Alright, alright." The person was in a daze and did whatever others told him to do. No one knew if it was because of the power of Li Shentan's hypnosis or because he was too flustered.
Li Shentan looked into his eyes and said, "A supernatural being who knows how to operate a steam locomotive attacked you. He said he wanted to seek revenge on the Soong Clan and stole all the gold."
When the call connected, the person hurriedly explained the situation. The person on the other end of the line did not even complain and hung up in silence.
Li Shentan sighed and said, "Aren't you going to say anything? Alright, it's none of your business anymore. Take your own life."
As soon as he finished speaking, that person stood up and limped towards a rock by the side of the road before crashing into it and dying.
Next to him, Nonsense asked, "Why did you do that?"
"Grandpa." Li Shentan said with a smile, "What if it causes a chain reaction? How fun would that be?"
Nonsense looked at Li Shentan. When he heard him say it would be fun, he felt bitter.
The old man knew that his grandson's personality wasn't healthy, but he knew very well what caused it. Most people who had experienced those things would find it hard to live like a normal person, right?
The only thing he could do was to protect his grandson for the rest of his life. Whatever he wanted to do, he would do it with him.
…
At this time, Ren Xiaosu, who had just come ashore, did not know that the situation in the south had been settled, and that Li Shentan was guarding the Soong Clan's escape route, saying that he would help him eliminate the root of the problem.
He also didn't know that after Wang Congyang escaped from the valley, he actually hid in the Soong Clan's territory for more than a month and did a big job before swaggering away.
At this moment, he was leading the Razor Sharp Company crookedly towards the riverbank.
When the Razor Sharp Company's hooligans disembarked, they were still able to maintain their triangular formation. However, they had underestimated the effects of the seasickness buff.
One had to know that this group of people had been unconscious on the ship for two days and two nights. They hadn't eaten much and even vomited after eating.
The group of people were walking crookedly and could not even walk straight!
When Ren Xiaosu asked them if they were alright, they replied that they were fine!
Since they were ashore, they had to do something, right? Ren Xiaosu suggested that they get changed first.
Zhang Xiaoman had once suggested that they wear the Soong Clan's khaki military uniforms. That way, they could pretend to be Soong Clan soldiers and give the enemy a surprise attack.
But there were too many flaws in their uniforms at that time, so Ren Xiaosu rejected the idea.
But now, it was really time to put on the Soong Clan's military uniforms. As a matter of fact, the place they were currently in was a place where it was difficult to even see a single ally. All they encountered were enemies.
The northern shore of the Beiwan River was filled with farmland. However, the fields were overgrown with weeds, and it seemed like very few people were taking care of them.
In the territory controlled by the consortiums, it was not enough to just have factories. Without food, they would not be able to feed so many people.
Therefore, just like the factories, the consortiums would also control the refugees to farm in groups. It was not much different from working in a factory.
"It looks like the refugees in charge of farming have also been conscripted to fight in the war." Zhang Xiaoman mumbled, "Look at these crops. It looks like they're going to go to waste if no one takes care of them."
As the saying went, "Sowing in spring and harvesting in autumn". Farming was not as simple as that. If no one weeded, the weeds would grow even better than the crops.
"What a sin!" Jiao Xiaochen said, "Look at the corn. It's almost going to bear ears soon. It's already difficult for us to eat this stuff in the stronghold, yet they don't cherish it."
"But this also shows how exaggerated the Soong Clan's claim to be among their 200,000 troops is." Zhang Xiaoman spat. "How can a bunch of farmers fight a war? It's no wonder I felt that the enemy's marksmanship wasn't accurate at all when we attacked Shichuan Village. I think there's probably a lot of cannon fodder like them at Mt. Wuchuan as well."
Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and said, "If the refugees here were conscripted, they probably left in a hurry. Some of their clothes should have been left behind here. Let's look around and make do with what we can before we go look for the Soong Clan's military uniforms."
"It's easy to find the refugees' clothes." Zhang Xiaoman replied, "But it's not so easy to find the Soong Clan's military uniforms. We'll have to make sure they're clean and not get stained with blood. You can't expect to capture an entire company of Soong Clan soldiers alive, right?"
Ren Xiaosu glanced at him. "Just look for a garment factory. All of the Soong Clan's garment factories are definitely producing military uniforms now. We can just go to a garment factory and pick whatever we want."
Zhang Xiaoman was taken aback. He had not thought of this.
Before long, they saw a simple bungalow near the farming fields. The bungalows were arranged in rows and looked like the refugees' dormitories.
There were quite a few clothes inside, but each one was dirtier than the last.
At this moment, the Razor Sharp Company did not care about the clothes anymore. They searched through the bungalows and changed into them.
But at this moment, Ren Xiaosu suddenly heard someone humming a song as they approached from behind the bungalows. It was even a girl's voice.
Ren Xiaosu said, "Don't worry, they're just normal refugees. They're not carrying any weapons."
When they heard Ren Xiaosu say that, everyone felt relieved. They did not care how Ren Xiaosu knew about it.
Zhang Xiaoman whispered, "They're probably refugees who are hiding here to escape the war. Don't alert them. We're refugees now, so hide your guns in the bungalows. Let's go out."
As soon as they left the bungalows, everyone was surprised to see an old man holding a little girl's hand in front of the Razor Sharp Company. The old man and the little girl were stunned. They did not expect so many people to suddenly appear here.
Zhang Xiaoman smiled kindly and said, "Sir, we're just refugees passing by. Do you have anything to eat here?"
"Refugees?" The old man said in a daze, "You guys aren't refugees, right?"
Zhang Xiaoman was stunned. "How did you know?"
The old man trembled and said, "This is the first time I've seen refugees carrying mortars …."
Zhang Xiaoman turned around and saw Jiao Xiaochen still carrying the mortar in a daze. He kicked Jiao Xiaochen in the crotch. It was only at this moment that the Razor Sharp Company finally recovered from the seasickness buff.
Zhang Xiaoman said angrily, "Why the fuck are you still carrying the mortar?"
Jiao Xiaochen got up from the ground and muttered, "Captain, you said to keep the guns in the bungalows, but you didn't say anything about the mortar!"
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