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Chapter 895

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The 6th Division's battle was very tragic. Or rather, it was even more tragic than Ren Xiaosu had imagined. Nearly 10,000 troops had encountered the barbarians when they were almost out of ammunition. That in itself was a very terrifying thing to do.

By the time Ren Xiaosu arrived near the battlefield, it was already too late. He saw the soldiers suddenly erupt with great bravery as they fearlessly charged at the barbarians.

P5031 was dead, while the surviving soldiers of the 6th Division had used their bodies to buy the rest of the troops half an hour to retreat.

As a matter of fact, these people did not even have any ammunition left. When they faced the barbarians again, they could only use their sabers, fists, and teeth to attack.

Half an hour was an extremely long time for everyone in the 6th Division. However, as Ren Xiaosu watched from the sidelines, he felt they no longer had any regrets.

Ren Xiaosu did not make a move because it was too late. In the face of tens of thousands of expeditionary troops, his strength was indeed too insignificant. Wanting to save the 6th Division would be a pipe dream, so he had to face reality.

The growth of a young man was to learn how to face reality.

There were three stages in life. The first stage was to understand that one's parents were not the center of the world and that they were not omnipotent.

Parents could also be vexed and depressed. They would suffer a lot at work during the day, but they would never tell you about it.

There were also times when they felt helpless. They would also feel powerless in the face of the world.

The second stage was to understand that one was not the center of the world and learn to face reality.

No one was the protagonist of the world. Achieving one's wishes was always just a blessing. Young people had to start understanding that the path of life was just a lonely journey to cut through all the thorns.

The endless path of life had to be filled with countless ups and downs, and they had to face countless helpless choices. This was reality.

The third stage was to understand that one's children were not the center of the world.

They could not help you fulfill your unfulfilled regrets because they were also ordinary people.

At this moment, even Ren Xiaosu felt a little helpless in the face of tens of thousands of people and the seemingly endless expeditionary troops. So he chose to leave with Yang Xiaojin.

Perhaps there were other things that could be done. The 6th Division had already died a worthy death, just as they had wished. There was no need for him to forcefully change anything.

"The 6th Division is about to be annihilated." Ren Xiaosu said on the comms channel, "They're not running away. Instead, they're staying behind to buy time for the other troops."

P5092's calm voice came over the radio. "That's the wisest choice. He knows he can't escape. Perhaps he can survive, but 99% of his soldiers will be killed or injured. For the rest of his life, whenever he thinks about this, he'll feel like he's sinking into hell. If it were me, I would do the same. "

Ren Xiaosu smacked his lips. "Do you have any humanity? How could you suddenly analyze so much calmly at this time?"

"It has nothing to do with human nature." P5092 continued calmly, "He's paying the price for his wrong decision. Nearly 10,000 Pyro Company soldiers are paying the price along with him. As a high-ranking commander of the Pyro Company, I've always believed that if the Pyro Company were to be defeated in this war, he would have to bear the main responsibility. But as an ordinary person, I admire his choice at this time. It's not contradictory at all. "

"Alright then." Ren Xiaosu headed south. Sometimes, he felt that the Pyro Company's people were a little schizophrenic. These people could allow the personality of a normal person and the personality of an iron-blooded war machine to coexist in their bodies at the same time.

P5092 said, "That's how we've been educated since we were young. Kindergarten is the Pyro Company's kindergarten, elementary school is the Pyro Company's elementary school, middle school is the Pyro Company's junior high school, high school, and university are also the Pyro Company's schools. Everything we've been through has been predestined. Today, we're going to fight to protect the survival of humanity in the Central Plains. After that, those who can undergo genetic modification will join the troops, while those who can't will be assigned to other jobs. "

Ren Xiaosu was taken aback. Did this mean that the brainwashing would start from a child?

P5092 continued on their encrypted comms channel, "Do you understand hypnosis? Actually, it's the same as hypnosis. "

Ren Xiaosu thought to himself, 'Of course I understand hypnosis. I even have a Demon Whisperer among my friends who's the best at hypnosis.'

P5092 said, "We've received more than a decade of special education just to fight for this day. Those more than a decade of our lives are like a prelude to hypnosis. On the day we join the army, each of us will have to give up our names and accept our serial numbers from then on. We'll become a part of the war machine, just like a cold serial number. The ritual of giving up our names is like the snap of a finger in hypnosis. Everything officially begins the moment we snap our fingers. "

"Won't y 'all regret it?" Ren Xiaosu was taken aback. Only now did he realize the Pyro Company soldiers all had names before this.

In his opinion, giving up one's name was a very unbelievable thing to do.

"There's nothing to regret," P5092 said.

"Then what was your name before you joined the army?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.

"Ling Han," P5092 said.

"Then why don't I call you Ling Han from now on?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

However, to Ren Xiaosu's surprise, P5092 suddenly said after a long silence, "Just call me by my serial number. I actually prefer the name P5092 more now. It's my honor."

"Alright." Ren Xiaosu smiled. "What do you think the barbarians will do now? Where should I go? "

"Head south. The 7th and 5th Divisions are still in danger right now. The expeditionary army has gone through so much trouble to set up this trap, so they shouldn't be held back so easily. They must still have a backup plan because they actually don't want to let any of the Pyro Company soldiers leave." P5092 said, "Please help us bring back the remaining four divisions. I've calculated that the Pyro Company will not fall into a hopeless situation where we're bound to lose if we bring back at least half of them. Moreover, nothing must happen to the high-ranking generals of these four divisions. If there's a need to change commanders in the future, it'll still be a huge problem. "

"Alright." Ren Xiaosu said solemnly, "I promise you."

"The 3rd Division has already set up a defensive line here. All you need to do is escort them here and leave the rest to me." P5092 said sincerely again, "I'm counting on you."

Right now, the Pyro Company was in trouble both internally and externally. There was a lack of supplies internally, and they had been defeated externally. Even if the Pyro Company troops could retreat to the Great Wall, the upcoming battle would definitely be extremely difficult.

This was because they had wasted too much firepower on the old barbarians. This would undoubtedly make the lack of supplies even worse.

However, to have Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin escort tens of thousands of Pyro Company troops? This idea was a little too crazy. No one knew what P5092 was thinking.

Ren Xiaosu turned off the radio and said to Yang Xiaojin, "Let's go."

Yang Xiaojin asked, "Where are we going now?"

Ren Xiaosu smiled. "To fight for the survival of humanity in the Central Plains."

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