Ren Xiaosu asked curiously: "What kind of medal is the most valuable? Who is the buyer?"

In Ren Xiaosu's opinion, who would be interested in this except for the soldiers in the army?

"There are so many buyers," Zhang Xiaoman smiled and said, "Some people who fail the physical examination and want to join the army, some businessmen who like to collect in the 178 Fortress, and parents bought them as gifts for their children as adults. There are more than 2 million people in the 178 Fortress, so don't underestimate their purchasing power."

Ren Xiaosu understood that the residents of the entire 178 Fortress all had an inexplicable respect for the profession of soldiers. Perhaps it was the reason why these soldiers had always protected them.

Zhang Xiaoman continued: "But some medals cannot be sold at a price, such as too many people, or a less important battle. Generally, families will only buy medals of several hundred yuan for their children. Only collectors are willing to collect medals like ours. We won the first battle in Shichuan Town, and the number of people who have won the medals is small, so the collection value is relatively high."

"Then if our sharp knife company fought alone and made great contributions, wouldn't there be more valuable medals?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"Of course," Zhang Xiaoman laughed happily, "but great achievements are not that easy to achieve, they are going to die."

Ren Xiaosu remained silent. It was not peaceful all the way to Beiwan Bridge. When they passed Shichuan Town again on the way, the fire had already been extinguished, and the entire ruins were dark, like a purgatory where monsters appeared.

Zhang Xiaoman glanced at Shichuan Town from a distance and said, "I don't know what the world was like before the disaster. Don't look at it anymore. I'll cheer up. I can't guarantee that I'll fight the encounter at any time."

Shichuan Town is more than 200 kilometers away from Beiwan Bridge. They will enter a mountain range and then sneak in the direction of Beiwan River.

According to information, some Zong army near the mountains have been broken into pieces and scattered there as secret sentries and guerrilla troops.

What the Sharp Knife Company has to do is not to destroy these troops, but to find ways to avoid them.

But if you can't avoid it, it means that the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road.

Two hours after passing Shichuan Town, Sharp Dao Lian had already arrived at the foot of the mountain. The mountains here looked strange. One side of the sun was covered with shrubs, while the other side was bare yellow mountains.

However, at this moment, Ren Xiaosu frowned and squatted down with a headache. Then a roar came from the mountains. Zhang Xiaoman was shocked: "Scattered and searched for cover, it is a sniper!"

The difference between the sound of the sniper rifle and ordinary guns is too great, so Zhang Xiaoman reacted as soon as the sound came.

He pulled Ren Xiaosu to run to the stone pestle next to him, but Zhang Xiaoman discovered that before the gunshots arrived, why did Ren Xiaosu react?

That kind of reaction was as if Ren Xiaosu was shot, but Ren Xiaosu had no wounds on his body.

But what Zhang Xiaoman didn't know was that the sniper was not Ren Xiaosu, but Ren Xiaosu's shadow!

Before, Ren Xiaosu noticed that the closer the bullet hit the eyebrows, the more severe the pain the shadow fed back to him, so he always controlled the shadow and carefully avoided it so that the bullet would really hit the eyebrows.

As for what would happen when he hit the eyebrows, even Ren Xiaosu didn't know. Everyone was still exploring their extraordinary abilities.

But this time it was different. When the shadow was exploring the way hundreds of meters ahead, he was directly hit by a sniper bullet, and it happened to be the position between his eyebrows.

After the shadow was shot, it turned into a ball of black mist and dissipated. At the same time, a ball of black mist appeared again in Ren Xiaosu's palace, which was slowly condensed and formed.

It seems that if the shadow is shot in the middle of the eyebrows, it will cause the shadow to dissipate directly, and it will take a long time to recondensate, about three days.

This sniper has a good shooting skills, at least he is a high-level, and may even be a master.

After the shadow was shot, Ren Xiaosu didn't even know where the other party was. He could only roughly judge that the other party should be at 12 o'clock based on the location where the gunshot sounded.

But after the opponent succeeded in a shot, I don’t know if he had changed his direction.

Ren Xiaosu gasped and said, "He shot a target 400 meters away. The man was at the direction of 12 o'clock. Now it's not sure whether we are within his range."

The range of the sniper rifle is too far, and in the mountains and jungles, there is a kind of incredible shock.

Zhang Xiaoman next to him said, "I didn't expect that Zong family would hide a sniper in this mountain range, which is difficult to deal with!"

Their company scattered under the stone pestle, but fortunately the other party exposed the gunshots in advance, otherwise, maybe even a combat team would be beaten by the other party now.

As he said that, Zhang Xiaoman took off his helmet and slowly poked the helmet out of the edge of the stone pestle.

With a bang, the helmet was knocked away by an extremely powerful sniper bullet!

"Damn it," Zhang Xiaoman said with a toothache: "We are within his range!"

Jiao Xiaochen shouted behind the stone pestle more than ten meters away: "Company Commander, what should I do now? It's like a cat teasing a mouse. I can only hide here. Think of a solution, the company commander."

"You are the rat, the damn mouse," Zhang Xiaoman felt a little aggrieved, but what good idea could he have? If he shows up now, he will die!

The dominance of snipers on the battlefield is reflected here. A person can suppress a company behind a stone pestle and wait for death. The enemy can beat you, but you can't beat the enemy.

Unless Zhang Xiaoman is willing to use comrades as cannon fodder, sacrifice a group of comrades, and then complete the strategic transfer of others.

"Why don't you contact the forward base and ask them to reinforce?" someone asked.

Zhang Xiaoman sighed, "It's too late, and it will take three days for those who are moving forward to the base to come here. At that time, this sniper probably had called the Zong guerrilla troops in the mountains long ago."

"Or just wait and see who is more patient with this sniper?" Jiao Xiaochen said: "Or when it's late, let's take advantage of the night to change?"

"You are such a genius, you are actually more patient than a sniper," Zhang Xiaoman laughed angry: "And he is ambushed in this mountainous country, the scope must be night vision. He will hit you like playing!"

What to do? It seems like someone must die?

Ren Xiaosu took a deep breath. When Zhang Xiaoman saw Ren Xiaosu's chest undulating, his heart screamed in his heart when he saw Ren Xiaosu's deep breathing. In just a moment, he suddenly realized that Ren Xiaosu's pupils had turned red.

Destroy the city! Open!

The next moment, Ren Xiaosu suddenly rushed out from behind the stone pestle, with an unbelievable speed!
Chapter completed!