The military transport trucks heading north were swaying back and forth. The cold wind would blow in through the gaps in the tarpaulin on the trucks, making everyone feel the bone-chilling cold of the night.
The doctors from the Trinity Institute had already fallen asleep. Ren Xiaosu looked at the long convoy of Pyro Company troops behind them. The headlights kept swaying in the dark and bouncing up and down along with the bumpy ground.
Perhaps the Pyro Company felt the doctors did not have much combat power, and all their weapons had been confiscated, so they did not have to worry about them causing any trouble.
Or perhaps the Pyro Company had already confirmed the identity and purpose of the Trinity Institute through their intelligence. In any case, the Pyro Company did not even assign any guards to Wang Jing and the others.
At this moment, even the Pyro Company itself did not know what kind of people they had brought into the Pyro Company.
To be honest, the kind-hearted Ren Xiaosu really did not want to stay with the Pyro Company and harm them. However, the Pyro Company did not agree.
The Pyro Company had been on the road for three consecutive days, and they did not sleep or rest the entire time. Each vehicle was assigned with three drivers who were in charge of driving 24 hours a day in three shifts.
Every day, the troops would only rest for an hour at mealtime before continuing their journey.
Wang Jing and the others were only normal doctors, so they could not withstand such torment. The next day, they started running a fever. However, their medicine had been confiscated, so they could not treat Wang Jing at all.
While everyone was frowning, Ren Xiaosu braced himself and went to look for the Pyro Company's officer while the troops were resting. The officer looked at Ren Xiaosu and asked, "What's the matter?"
Ren Xiaosu secretly stuffed a watch into his hand and said, "The weather is too cold, and one of our soldiers has fallen ill and is running a fever. Can you give me 13 blankets? After all, we're considered to be military doctors now, and we'll still have to treat your comrades in the future. It's not worth it for them to die on the road now."
However, the officer took a look at the watch and handed it back to Ren Xiaosu. "We were negligent in this matter and forgot to distribute your marching equipment. I'll get someone to send it to you later."
Ren Xiaosu was stunned. He did not expect the other party to return the watch. After all, watches were also considered a form of currency in this day and age. Although they were not as hard as gold, they could be exchanged for quite a lot of money at a pawnshop.
Seeing that the officer did not seem particularly difficult to talk to, he asked tentatively, "Sir, we've never fought in a war before. Will we be holding you back if we follow you to the front like this?"
The Pyro Company officer was amused. "You and you want to go to the front lines when you're so weak? Don't worry, I won't let you go to the frontlines. Four days later, I will send you to the temporary medical center behind the frontlines according to the plan. We're not conscripting you to fight but letting you do what you're best. "
"Alright, thank you. You're absolutely right. How can powerless people like us go to the front lines!" Ren Xiaosu expressed his gratitude.
However, Ren Xiaosu thought to himself that what a doctor had to do was to devote their limited lives to the cause of unlimited medical treatment. Meanwhile, what he was best at was giving away all of his limited lives.
Thinking about it this way, what everyone did really had something in common. They were all related to their limited lives.
At some point, he also wanted to go to the front lines to see if the northern tribes were tough enough.
Half an hour later, not only did a Pyro Company soldier bring over a dozen blankets, but he also brought over six antibiotics. The Pyro Company soldier said coldly, "Y 'all better pray that you don't fall sick. Medicine is scarce to begin with. We won't be giving it to y' all when we start fighting those Northerners."
This surprised Ren Xiaosu a little. Not only did the other party reject his watch, they even gave him a little surprise.
Ren Xiaosu did not intend to ask for medicine in the first place because he already had some in his storage space. He could have secretly fed it to Wang Jing.
After everyone wrapped themselves in the blankets, they looked at Ren Xiaosu with a hint of gratitude.
They knew very well that no matter what Ren Xiaosu's motive for coming to the Kong Clan was, the Pyro Company would still attack Stronghold 31. If not for Ren Xiaosu, they might have been killed when the rioters raided the villa.
The one who had to bite the bullet and negotiate with the Pyro Company was also Ren Xiaosu. For a moment, Ren Xiaosu, who was the youngest among them, became everyone's backbone after Wang Jing fell ill.
In the past three days, what was even more exaggerated was that Sima Gang and Liang Ce had been throwing up on the back of the truck for an entire day due to motion sickness. It wasn't until they had nothing left to vomit that they started getting used to the bumpy truck.
Earlier on, the two of them did not feel anything when they were traveling off-road. But it was different in a military transport truck, especially on a bumpy road. There were even bomb craters on the road, so one could imagine how intense the war between the Pyro Company and the Kong Clan was.
While Liang Ce and Sima Gang were throwing up, Ren Xiaosu could see the driver of the vehicle behind them laughing loudly. He was gloating like a veteran watching a rookie.
Actually, this also surprised Ren Xiaosu a little. In the past, he thought the Pyro Company was a group of emotionless war machines. But now, Ren Xiaosu felt that these people were no different from the others.
However, there were also times when Ren Xiaosu was unhappy with being part of the Pyro Company. Every day, when they went to get their meals, they had to wait for all the Pyro Company combatants to finish eating before they could go get their meals.
But the Pyro Company's one-hour break was almost over. Sometimes, the chow squad would even collect the meals in advance so as not to delay the advance. As a result, Ren Xiaosu and the others could not get their meals at all. They could only hope that the next meal would arrive faster.
What left Ren Xiaosu speechless was that it was not that someone was deliberately making things difficult for them, but that this was just their habit. Not only did they not get to eat, but even some of the Pyro Company soldiers who were delayed by repairing their vehicles did not get a hot meal to eat when they arrived late.
The Pyro Company's various fighting forces were extremely strict with their time requirements.
Along the way, Ren Xiaosu secretly stuffed a piece of chocolate into Yang Xiaojin's hand. Meanwhile, Yang Xiaojin stuffed it into her mouth when no one was looking.
As he could not explain the source of the food, Ren Xiaosu could not give it to the others.
Although they often could not get their meals, Yang Xiaojin was not worried that she would go hungry. She knew Ren Xiaosu had a lot of things hidden on him. No matter where they went, Ren Xiaosu would always be prepared.
It was as though Ren Xiaosu had a warehouse with him. He could take out pork legs, chocolates, and biscuits, or hand grenades, heavy machine guns, and playing cards from them.
Yes, there were playing cards among them.
After witnessing the power of the Explosive Poker cards, Yang Xiaojin felt that when Ren Xiaosu got hold of the cards, what everyone should do was not to call the landlord and snatch the landlord, but to evacuate the crowd first.
"I heard from the Pyro Company officer that there's still another four days before we arrive at the front lines in the north." Ren Xiaosu leaned against the tarpaulin in the back of the truck and said to everyone, "When the time comes, we'll be assigned to a temporary medical center at the rear of the front lines. We won't have to worry about going to the battlefield anymore."
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