Ren Xiaosu looked at the little black notebook in his hand. The Pyro Company soldier next to him recognized it at a glance. This meant there was a precedent of this black notebook in the Pyro Company's troops. He asked again, "Other than being able to move around freely, what else does this black notebook do?"
"Oh." The Pyro Company soldier thought to himself, 'Why didn't he tell you what it's used for even after giving you the black notebook? Perhaps he was too busy to tell you.' He explained, "This is Officer P5092's ID. Seeing the ID is equivalent to seeing your commanding officer. You can say that other than important matters like not being able to command the troops in battle, you're allowed to do anything else."
Ren Xiaosu's eyes lit up. P5092 had told him he had specially applied for it. But when he asked, he realized P5092 was the one who had temporarily left his high-ranking officer's ID with him.
He was immediately touched. P5092 was really too sincere when it came to treating his friends. If there was a chance, he would definitely invite such a friend to the Northwest so he could do his part as a host!
Actually, P5092 did not intend to let him know how much authority this black notebook had. He just had another purpose in mind. How could he have expected the soldier to explain it to Ren Xiaosu?
The soldier was not wrong either. According to the soldier's thinking, since their commanding officer had already given them his ID, they would have to explain it to him, right?
Ren Xiaosu looked at the little notebook in his hand and confirmed again, "You're really allowed to come and go freely, and you can do anything you want?"
"Yes, sir," the Pyro Company soldier answered.
Ren Xiaosu pondered it for a while before saying, "Sing me a song."
The Pyro Company soldier was speechless.
Some people had used this ID to pass through the troops in the past, but this was the first fucking time someone with a black ID had asked them to sing a song!
The Pyro Company soldier said with difficulty, "Sir, I'm tone deaf."
"Could it be that the black ID isn't useful?" Ren Xiaosu wondered.
"As the sun sets in the west, the rosy glow of the setting sun, the soldiers practice their target practice …"
As Ren Xiaosu listened to the tone-deaf military song, he happily looked at the little black book in his hand. He immediately beamed with joy.
Previously, when the other party had explained the function of the black evidence, Ren Xiaosu had been skeptical. Now, he really believed it. The black evidence was extremely useful!
"Alright, alright, you don't have to sing anymore." Ren Xiaosu said, "It's not that you're tone deaf, it's that you don't even have a tone, bro. Here, take this. As long as it's not a fatal wound on the battlefield, it can save your life. "
With that, Ren Xiaosu stuffed a vial of the black powder into the Pyro Company soldier's hand. He was in an extremely good mood right now, so he could not let them sing for nothing, right?
However, Ren Xiaosu still had some doubts. For P5092 to suddenly come out to welcome him and even give him such an important piece of identification, it did not seem right no matter how he thought about it.
Perhaps this was some kind of trap? And the Pyro Company soldier next to him might just be cooperating with P5092 to put on an act here?
As he did not know what P5092's motive was, Ren Xiaosu could only make wild guesses.
When it was time for dinner in the military camp that night, Ren Xiaosu swaggered around with a lunch box in one hand and the black evidence in the other. He was surprised to find that as long as he flashed the black evidence, he would not even need to queue up to get his meals. Furthermore, the chow squad would even ask him if he wanted to order anything.
In order to verify the authority of the black evidence again, Ren Xiaosu pulled a few more people over to question them. In the end, it was confirmed that the black evidence held great authority in the 3rd Division!
That night, P5092 had just finished planning the follow-up battle and was rubbing his eyebrows in exhaustion.
When his deputy commander walked into his tent, P5092 looked at him and asked, "Where did that kid go today?"
"Other than getting his meals, he's been staying in the field hospital and hasn't gone anywhere else." The deputy commander answered, "But why did you give him your P5 black evidence? I keep getting the feeling that there's something wrong with that kid's head."
P5092 was taken aback. "Did something happen? What did he do with the black evidence? "
"He made use of the black evidence to order some food from the chow squad," the deputy commander said.
P5092 did not know whether to laugh or cry. "I gave him the black evidence, but he only ordered some food?"
"He didn't just order food either." The deputy commander had a strange look on his face. "He even got the soldiers to sing for him. Several of them were even asked to sing by him. Not only was it not enough to sing military songs, they even had to sing nursery rhymes!"
P5092 was speechless.
This answer was indeed a little unexpected ….
Actually, the black evidence's authority in the 3rd Division was even greater than what Ren Xiaosu knew. It was really unimpeded, and anyone who wanted to see P5092 could be exempted from the body search and verification process. They could even freely enter and exit the frontlines and enter the armory!
But after giving such an important piece of evidence to that young man, he actually ordered food and songs?
The deputy commander wondered, "Why did you give him the black evidence?"
P5092 shook his head. "I wanted to recruit him into the Pyro Company. If I can instigate him to defect while he's still in the Pyro Company, it'll be a great help to our 3rd Division."
The deputy commander was taken aback. "You want to instigate him to defect?"
The term "instigate" was used in a very logical way. The other party had to at least belong to a certain organization before it could be used. However, the deputy commander could not figure out why P5092 would mobilize so many people just for a doctor.
P5092 explained, "There are some things that I can't tell you yet. I can only say that he's not that simple. Alright, go ahead and get busy. I know what I'm doing. By the way, remember to increase the number of soldiers on duty on the walls. When the scouts return, report back to me immediately. I want to know what those barbarians are up to. "
"Alright, understood." The deputy commander left.
P5092 looked at the document in front of him and pondered it. He wondered if he could successfully instigate that young man to defect to his side.
He muttered to himself, "Not only can he save people, but he's also good at sniping. If I can instigate him and his girlfriend to defect to my side, the 3rd Division's individual combat strength will also be improved. At the very least, with these two snipers around, we'll have a stronger dominance on the battlefield. "
However, what P5092 probably did not expect was that Ren Xiaosu was also planning to "invite" him to the Northwest as a guest.
P5092 and Ren Xiaosu were both thinking about how they should get along with each other after this.
As for what the outcome would be, no one could say for sure.
As night fell, Ren Xiaosu was leading Yang Xiaojin all the way up the walls of the New Great Wall with his black ID in hand.
No one stopped them, nor did anyone question them. When the Pyro Company soldiers on duty saw Ren Xiaosu, they subconsciously avoided him a little.
During dinner that night, news of Ren Xiaosu picking songs with his black ID had spread throughout the 3rd Division. The Pyro Company soldiers did not even dare to look Ren Xiaosu in the eye for fear that he would suddenly pick "Little Ducks."
This made the soldiers feel like they had returned to the classes of their youth. At that time, when the teacher was about to call out the students to answer a question, everyone avoided the teacher's gaze like this.
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