"Hey, this potato smells so good!" Zhang Xiaoman used a branch to pull out a charred potato from the campfire. Before it could even get cold, he grimaced and broke it apart from the middle. For a moment, the entire temporary encampment was filled with the unique aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.
At this moment, they were at the edge of the Soong Clan's territory. The recon battalion was probably more than 200 kilometers away from them, so they did not have to worry about the enemy finding them.
In the past few days, they finally had something warm to eat. The moment everyone ate the potato, they felt satisfied.
"It's so exciting to fight alongside Ren Xiaosu." Zhang Xiaoman sighed. "I never thought the Razor Sharp Company could kill so many enemies. I was thinking that at least half of our Razor Sharp Company would have to die at Shichuan Village."
"By the way, where's Ren Xiaosu?" Fu Rao asked.
"He said he went to catch some fish." Jiao Xiaochen answered, "I've realized that it's unnecessary to bring supplies with us when we go out with Ren Xiaosu. There's no place for him to starve, and he can find food anywhere."
With that, the group of soldiers took off their shoes and leaned comfortably against a nearby rock.
The soldiers of the Razor Sharp Company thought they were probably the most relaxed fighting force on the battlefield right now. In addition, they also had the most freedom.
Hiding behind the enemy lines, they did not have to listen to anyone's commands and could do whatever they wanted.
"Do you think we'll get a second-class citation when we get back?" Fu Rao asked, "Will they give us some rare medals?"
"You're asking if we'll get a more valuable medal, right? Haha." Someone laughed.
Fu Rao's family was poor, so he felt a little inferior. He liked a girl but did not dare to confess his feelings. He could only watch as the armored brigade snatched her away from him.
Actually, the Razor Sharp Company did not sell their medals at the beginning. After all, it was an honor. Later, Fu Rao asked if it would make it seem like he did not have a sense of collective honor if he sold his medals alone. His mother was sick and in urgent need of money. Although the stronghold was subsidized by medical insurance, the medicine his mother needed was a controlled substance that was more expensive.
In the end, Zhang Xiaoman said, "Why haven't you sold them yet? We've already sold our medals."
Only then did Fu Rao feel a little more at ease. Selling their medals became a routine for the Razor Sharp Company.
Previously, when Fu Rao lost his medal and wanted to go back to look for it, Zhang Xiaoman and the others agreed without hesitation. The medal that they found actually belonged to Zhang Xiaoman.
After all, it was not easy to find a thumb-sized medal in the wilderness.
Zhang Xiaoman analyzed, "Look, the most awesome medal in our army is the Nebula Medal. Someone offered more than 200,000 on the black market, but we don't stand a chance. That thing is definitely given to the most outstanding soldier in this battle. Only those who have made great contributions can get it. However, I think we can try for the Nebula Medal, which is one level lower. That thing can be sold for more than 50,000 on the black market!"
Fu Rao's eyes lit up. "So expensive?"
"Of course." Zhang Xiaoman chuckled and said, "With this Supernova Medal, you'll be able to pay back the money you owe for treating your mother's illness."
"Hehe." Fu Rao giggled and said, "What kind of meritorious service would that require?"
"Our previous meritorious service should be enough. It's mainly because we have fewer people and we're fighting alone, so the standard can be lowered a little. You can say that we're basking in the glory of being behind enemy lines." Zhang Xiaoman thought for a moment and said, "We've killed at least six or seven companies, but that's probably only enough for us to get the Nebula Medal. If we can kill some of the more important officers of the Soong Clan, we'll definitely get the Nebula Medal."
"More important officers? What rank would they have to be? "
"They'd have to be a regimental commander, right?"
"How can we possibly do that? People like the regimental commander of an infantry regiment are always heavily protected." Fu Rao shook his head in disappointment.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu walked back with dozens of fish in his hands. He had tied the fish together with a straw rope through their gills. "If we're going to take something, we'll take the best. We'll get the Nebula Medal this time. Y 'all haven't counted the three military factories we destroyed yet. Who knows, we might be able to do something with them in the future. "
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoman's eyes lit up. "Why don't we attack Stronghold 144? Stronghold 144 is the Soong Clan's granary. If we can make the Soong Clan troops at Mt. Wuchuan starve, that'll definitely be a great contribution. Now that we've taken out a lot of Stronghold 144's troops, they'll definitely be left defenseless. "
"That's not going to be that easy. It'll be fine if we attack the Soong Clan companies in the wilderness, but if we try to break through the stronghold with just a few people, we'll just be courting death," Ren Xiaosu said in annoyance. He quickly skewered the fish that he had cut up on a tree branch.
"Why don't we poison the source of Stronghold 144's drinking water? We can do it with animal carcasses too. If we destroy the water source, it'll make things difficult for Stronghold 144," Jiao Xiaochen suggested.
However, Zhang Xiaoman retorted, "Wouldn't the people in the stronghold suffer then?"
"That's true …"
Ren Xiaosu did not say anything. After a while, the aroma of grilled fish wafted through the air. He suddenly said, "Let's just eat fish for the next few days. It's so easy to catch fish these days. I feel like the river is overflowing with fish."
Zhang Xiaoman came over and said, "Xiaosu, let's not talk about the fish for now. Do you have any good ideas? What should we do next?"
Ren Xiaosu thought for a moment and said, "If we're in the vicinity of Stronghold 144, we'll have to leave after just one more raid. In a war like this, other than rations, what else do you guys think needs a constant supply?"
Zhang Xiaoman clapped his hands. "I got it! Let's destroy their clothing factory so that the soldiers at the front lines won't have any clothes to wear! "
The entire Razor Sharp Company looked at Zhang Xiaoman in silence. The image of the Soong Clan soldiers fighting bare-chested suddenly appeared in their minds. It was quite an eyesore.
"That's not a necessity." Ren Xiaosu shook his head with a dark expression. "Even if we can't transport new clothes to the front lines, they can still wear the old ones. It won't affect them too much."
Zhang Xiaoman thought for a moment. "Then let's destroy the shoe factory. It'll definitely have a big impact if we don't have any shoes to wear during the war. It'll hurt our feet."
The Razor Sharp Company looked at Zhang Xiaoman in silence. This time, Ren Xiaosu could not be bothered to say anything more.
Ren Xiaosu thought about how their Razor Sharp Company had gone to great lengths to deal with the enemy behind the enemy lines for so long just to make the Soong Clan soldiers unable to wear their shoes?
It was actually quite exciting when he thought about it. But the problem was that there were too many shoe factories around, and there was no technical content involved in such things. Some of the shoe factories were even located in the stronghold itself.
All of a sudden, Jiao Xiaochen said, "If something breaks, the Soong Clan won't be able to fight this war."
"What is it?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
"Gasoline and diesel! The Soong Clan has many mechanized troops that can cause us a lot of trouble. But if they run out of fuel, their mechanized troops will just be scrap metal. "
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