No one knew when this young man arrived at the Soong Clan's rear. Even Zheng Yuandong, who had been observing the situation, did not know.
In fact, Zong Cheng's judgment was not wrong. Ren Xiaosu's nanomachines were indeed at the end of their tether and were about to run out of energy.
And he really did not have the confidence to force his way through a 1,000-man formation. After fighting all night, he could no longer withstand the backlash from the steam locomotive.
But Zong Cheng and the Soong Clan's higher-ups were right in front of him, so how could he give up? How could that be possible?
If Ren Xiaosu were to give up at this moment, he might as well kill Zong Cheng earlier.
He would not be satisfied if Zong Cheng did not die tonight.
Therefore, Ren Xiaosu swapped the armor on his shadow clone while no one was paying attention during the pursuit. On one hand, even if the nanomachines could no longer hold on, his real body would not be in a life-threatening situation.
On the other hand, the armor also solved the problem of the shadow clone being afraid of being hit by bullets.
While the shadow clone was charging head-on with the armor on, Ren Xiaosu had already charged in from the side of the manor. The Soong Clan's forces were all concentrated at the front. Ren Xiaosu had used the entire night to tell Zong Cheng that he would charge head-on.
But when everyone started getting used to his frontal charge amidst the chaos, Ren Xiaosu chose to behead the enemy at their weakest point!
The defenses at the rear of the manor were useless against Ren Xiaosu.
When Zong Cheng turned his head and saw Ren Xiaosu charging at him from the rear, he turned pale with fright. Ren Xiaosu grabbed a Soong Clan's higher-up and used him as a shield as he charged at Zong Cheng at high speed.
Zong Cheng shouted desperately, "Kill him! Ignore the hostage he's holding and open fire!"
But the Soong Clan soldiers hesitated. As a matter of fact, the person Ren Xiaosu was holding was Zong Cheng's uncle.
As Ren Xiaosu held Zong Cheng's uncle hostage, he sneered at Zong Cheng's uncle and said, "Ask for help, or I'll kill you right now."
That uncle became anxious and scolded Zong Cheng, "Zong Cheng, you little bastard, you actually don't care about my life and death …"
All of a sudden, Zong Cheng raised his gun and killed him with a single shot. He did not allow him to continue speaking. The surrounding soldiers and the Zong clan's patriarch were all stunned.
While he was distracted, Ren Xiaosu had already approached Zong Cheng.
But what surprised everyone in the Soong Clan was that Zong Cheng, a supernatural being whom the Soong Clan had been looking forward to for a long time, did not muster up the courage to resist. Instead, he pushed his father, the patriarch of the Soong Clan, towards Ren Xiaosu!
With a flash of the saber, the head of the Soong Clan was beheaded!
In the next moment, Ren Xiaosu threw away the hostage in his hands and pounced at Zong Cheng at full speed. The black saber in his hand flashed in the night wind, deep and cold.
This was clearly the era of firearms, but the cold weapon in front of him was like a knife of judgment that could cut through everything.
When some of the Soong Clan soldiers saw that Ren Xiaosu had lost his hostage, they immediately raised their guns and shot at him. But before they could pull the trigger, the shadow figure from the side had already turned back!
The shadow figure closed in and crashed into the Soong Clan troops. The sound of bones breaking rang out like firecrackers!
With the shadow figure in the formation, this was a display of his almost unparalleled individual combat power!
"City Crusher!" Ren Xiaosu roared.
In an instant, Ren Xiaosu lunged forward and slashed horizontally with his saber!
In the distance, the flames formed a silhouette above the clouds. It looked like Xu Jinyuan eating corn, or Jin Lan smiling foolishly. As the sky fell, Yan Liuyuan stood beside his Sister Xiaoyu and angrily brought disaster upon them, as well as hope that was as bright as the light that destroyed everything.
Ever since that moment, Ren Xiaosu would recall that scene every night. He would reopen the wounds in his heart over and over again to remind himself not to forget the anger he felt that day.
It was to the extent that everyone felt that people would always die in war, but he wanted to lead the Razor Sharp Company to survive. Not a single one of them could be left behind.
Even Zhang Xiaoman did not believe he could survive, but Ren Xiaosu said he wanted to give it a try.
As a result, when Ren Xiaosu appeared in front of Zong Cheng, he looked like a Knight from Hell who was following him around. It turned out that he was really the same kind of person as Li Shentan when it came to hatred.
If it weren't for the ray of light in his heart, he would have plunged the entire Stronghold 146 into hell with the Soong Clan.
"Die!" The black saber slashed across Zong Cheng's waist. When Ren Xiaosu saw Zong Cheng's incredulous expression, he turned around and left.
His shadow clone slashed wildly behind him to provide cover. Just before the hail of bullets rained down on him, Ren Xiaosu retreated and stopped fighting.
It was not that he did not want to continue killing, but that he could no longer do so.
The ringleader was dead, and the Soong Clan was about to fall apart. In the future, troops from Fortress 178 would come to destroy this place, so he did not have to continue taking risks.
Furthermore, Ren Xiaosu had been shot.
Even though the ambush from behind earlier was unexpected, someone from the Soong Clan still managed to react in time. Therefore, it was within Ren Xiaosu's expectations that he would be shot.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu had two gunshot wounds in his abdomen. He had to get rid of the Soong Clan's pursuit as soon as possible so that he could remove the bullets and apply the black medicine.
But something unexpected happened again. The shadow clone behind him, who no longer had its armor on, was shot in between its eyebrows again. Its entire shadow clone turned into a cloud of black mist and dissipated.
Ren Xiaosu frowned. He could hear shouting behind him. Some people were calling for a doctor, while others were shouting for the assassins to be apprehended.
The pursuers were in hot pursuit of Ren Xiaosu. Ren Xiaosu flipped out of the manor and fled across two streets. However, he still could not shake off the Soong Clan troops behind him.
Ren Xiaosu could still hear the off-road vehicle's engine roaring wildly behind him. The Soong Clan was furious.
A dead end? Ren Xiaosu smiled. So what?
Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu suddenly raised his saber and turned around. He looked back at all the pursuers on the long street. The rolling haze and dark clouds in the sky seemed to pause for a moment. "Let's attack together."
No one had expected Ren Xiaosu to turn around. No one had expected that Ren Xiaosu would still dare to fight against a thousand people alone after being shot!
However, when the pursuers saw this scene, they subconsciously stepped on the brakes and even wanted to turn around and run back.
They had a good time when they were chasing, but on the way, they did not think about what would happen if they really caught up to him. Would they chase after him to their deaths?
Of course, the Soong Clan soldiers knew that they could kill the young man in front of them by piling on him. However, the Soong Clan's patriarch was already dead. Who would they show this young man to death by piling on him?
Moreover, many of them would probably die.
In the end, when they braked, they saw Ren Xiaosu turn around and run …
"F * ck, we've been tricked. This kid can't hold on anymore!"
"Continue chasing!"
Of course, some people had already thought about the stakes and completely gave up on chasing.
In the time it took for them to stop, only half of the pursuers were left.
Half was still a lot. Some people wanted to capture Ren Xiaosu to claim the reward. After all, the Soong Clan would always need a new leader. The new leader would definitely have to capture the Soong Clan's enemy to establish their authority. As long as this young man was alive, the Soong Clan would not be able to be united.
Although they had not been united in the past.
Therefore, the Soong Clan soldiers who were still chasing after Ren Xiaosu were almost all ambitious people.
However, just as Ren Xiaosu was covering his wound and running away, someone suddenly shouted, "Ren Xiaosu, come here quickly!"
Ren Xiaosu was stunned. Who was calling him?
He turned around and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Zhang Xiaoman cheerfully waving at him. Meanwhile, Jiao Xiaochen and the others were busy setting up mortars and heavy machine guns at the end of the street.
Meanwhile, the deputy commander of the 1237th Regiment was lying on the side with a lifeless look on his face. His hands and feet were tied up.
After Ren Xiaosu abandoned them, the Razor Sharp Company took the risk of looting a military factory and seized the trucks and off-road vehicles in the factory just to get to Stronghold 146 as soon as possible!
Tonight, everyone was attracted by the firepower on Ren Xiaosu's side. No one noticed that the Razor Sharp Company had broken through the east gate. They did not even encounter any decent resistance!
Zhang Xiaoman stood there in high spirits. He grinned against the light in the sky and said, "Hurry up, we're here to save you!"
Ren Xiaosu clutched his abdomen as he slowly walked over. "Why are y 'all here?"
Next to him, Fu Rao was reloading the heavy machine gun. "Didn't you say that no one from the Razor Sharp Company can be left behind?"
Zhang Xiaoman chuckled. He suddenly mimicked the tone Ren Xiaosu used to speak to Zhang Jinglin and said, "Ren Xiaosu, do you still remember what I said?"
Ren Xiaosu was silent for a moment. Then he suddenly smiled and said, "You said that people will always die in war. The battlefield is a place where we have to believe in fate. Everything depends on fate, and it's not up to us to decide."
Zhang Xiaoman smiled again. "Then do you still remember what you said?"
At that time, Ren Xiaosu said, "How will you know if you don't try?"
The Razor Sharp Company was bound together for good or ill. Since someone said that no one from the Razor Sharp Company could be left behind, no matter who said it, they would not let a single one of them go.
Zhang Xiaoman's cheeks looked particularly tough against the light of the fire. But at the same time, he suddenly looked adorable.
He spat on the ground and said with a smile, "Let's fucking hit them!"
In an instant, four heavy machine guns spat out long tongues of fire at the end of the long street. The pursuing Soong Clan troops were caught off guard and fell like dominoes.
There was once a person who had two heavy machine guns stationed at the intersection and killed more than three thousand people in one afternoon. With the development of firearms, many people had forgotten that in the history of human warfare, heavy machine guns were the number one weapon in terms of killing the enemy.
Zheng Yuandong watched this scene quietly from afar. He was about to rush out to save Ren Xiaosu, but he suddenly realized this ambush had already arrived at Stronghold 146.
Seeing the Razor Sharp Company covering and supporting each other, Zheng Yuandong did not really want to be a spy anymore. He wanted to return to the Kyung Clan and look for his comrades.
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