Four Hundred and Thirty-Nine, Short Trimming

Hey, these potatoes are so delicious! Zhang Xiaoman pulled out a scorched potato from the bonfire with a branch, and before it cooled down, he grinned and tore the potato apart from the middle. For a while, the entire temporary resident was wafting the unique aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

At this time, they were located on the edge of Zong's territory, and the reconnaissance camp was probably more than two hundred kilometers away from them, so now everyone didn't have to worry about enemy troops coming.

In the past few days, I finally had a mouthful of hot food. The moment everyone ate potatoes, they felt that their lives were satisfied.

"It's exciting to fight with Ren Xiaosu," Zhang Xiaoman sighed, "I never thought before that the Sharp Knife Company could kill so many enemies. I originally thought that maybe our Sharp Knife Company would need at least half of the people in Shichuan Town sacrificed."

"By the way, where is Ren Xiaosu?" Fu Rao asked curiously.

"They said they were going to catch fish," Jiao Xiaochen replied, "I figured it out. When I came out with Ren Xiaosu, it would be superfluous to bring supplies. There is no place where he can starve. You can find food everywhere."

As they spoke, a group of soldiers took off their shoes and leaned comfortably on the nearby stone.

The soldiers of the Sharp Knife Company thought to themselves, probably they are the most relaxed combat order on the battlefield today, and they are also the most free.

Hiding behind this enemy, you don't have to listen to people's orders, you can do whatever you want.

"Do you think we can get second-class merit when we go back this time?" Fu Rao asked, "Will you give us some rare medals?"

"You want to ask, will you give more valuable medals, haha," someone laughed.

Fu Rao's family is poor, so he has a bit of low self-esteem, he likes girls but he dare not confess, and he stares at the armored brigade vying for his sweetheart.

In fact, Sharp Knife Company did not sell medals at the beginning, after all, it was honor. Later, Fu Rao asked, if he sold the medals alone, would it appear that he had no sense of collective honor? His mother was ill and needed money urgently. Although there were medical insurance subsidies in the barrier, the drugs his mother needed were controlled drugs, which were relatively expensive.

As a result, Zhang Xiaoman said, why haven't you sold it yet? Our medals have already been sold.

Now Fu Rao felt more at ease, and selling medals became the practice of Sharp Knife Company.

Zhang Xiaoman and the others agreed without saying a word when they lost the Medal of Paying Rao and wanted to go back to find it. The medal they found was actually Zhang Xiaoman's own.

After all, it is not so easy to find a thumb-sized medal in the wilderness.

Zhang Xiaoman analyzed at this time: "Look,

The most powerful medal in our army is the Nebula Medal. Someone offered more than 200,000 yuan on the black market, but we have no hope. That thing must be given to the best soldiers in this battle. It must have made a major contribution, but I think we can fight for the next-level Star Medal, which sells for more than 50,000 on the black market! "

Fu Rao's eyes lit up: "So expensive?"

"That's not true," Zhang Xiaoman said with a cheerful smile, "With this star medal, you can pay back the money you owed your mother for her medical treatment."

"Hey," Fu Rao said with a smirk, "What kind of feats do you have to do?"

"Our previous military achievements are almost the same. The main reason is that we have few people and we are fighting alone, so the standard should be lowered. This is the glory of being behind the enemy." Zhang Xiaoman thought for a while and said: "We killed The company team at least has six or seven, but this is probably the weight of the star medal, if we can kill some more important officers of the Zong family, then we will definitely get the star."

"A more important officer? What rank is that?"

"It must be a team leader anyway..."

"Then how can we do it? A figure like the commander of an infantry regiment is strictly protected," Fu Rao shook his head in disappointment.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu came back with dozens of fish in his hand, and he tied the fish together with a straw rope through the gills: "If you want to take it, take the best one. Let's take the Nebula Medal this time. You haven't counted yet." Go to the three military factories we destroyed, maybe we can do something in the future."

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoman's eyes finally lit up: "Why don't we go to fortress 144, fortress 144 is the Zong's granary, if we can make the Zong's troops in Wuchuan Mountain unable to eat, it will definitely be a great achievement. Now We have knocked out quite a few of the troops at Bastion 144, so the defense must be empty."

"It's not that easy. It's okay to fight Zong's company in the wilderness, but if we break through the barrier, we are looking for death," Ren Xiaosu said angrily, and he quickly strung all the cut fish on the branches superior.

"Why don't we poison the source of the drinking water river in Fort 144, or throw animal corpses to destroy the water source, so that it will be uncomfortable in Fort 144," Jiao Xiaochen came up with a bad idea.

But Zhang Xiaoman retorted: "Didn't all the people in the barrier suffer?"

"Too……"

Ren Xiaosu didn't speak. After a while, the smell of grilled fish wafted up. He suddenly said, "Let's eat fish these days. The fish are so easy to catch these days. I feel like the river is flooded with fish."

Zhang Xiaoman leaned over: "Xiao Su, don't mention the fish, do you have any good ideas, what should we do next?"

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and said, "If it's near the 144 wall, we'll have to leave after one vote at most. You say that in this war, besides military rations, what else must be continuously supplied?"

Zhang Xiaoman clapped his hands: "I got it! Let's knock down their garment factory and leave the frontline soldiers without clothes!"

The entire Sharp Knife Company looked at Zhang Xiaoman silently, and suddenly the appearance of Zong's soldiers fighting shirtless appeared in their minds, which was a bit irritating to the eyes.

"It's not a necessity." Ren Xiaosu shook his head with a dark face. "Even if there are no new clothes to send, they can still wear them out. It won't affect much."

Zhang Xiaoman thought for a while: "Then destroy the shoe factory, useless shoes in the war, the impact of not having shoes to wear will be great, it hurts your feet."

Jiandaolian looked at Zhang Xiaoman silently, Ren Xiaosu didn't bother to say anything this time.

Ren Xiaosu wondered how hard it was for their sharp knife company to deal with the enemy behind the enemy for so long, and the result was to prevent Zong's soldiers from wearing shoes?

Thinking about it is actually quite interesting, but the problem is that there are too many shoe factories, and this kind of thing has no technical content. Some shoe factories are even in the barriers.

At this time, Jiao Xiaochen suddenly said: "If one thing is broken, the Zong family will really be unable to fight this battle."

"What?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.

"Gasoline, diesel! The Zong family has many mechanized troops, which can bring great trouble to our army, but if there is no oil, their mechanized troops are just scrap iron."