"Hey, these potatoes are so fragrant!" Zhang Xiaoman used a branch to pull out a charred potato from the bonfire. Before the cold was cold, he grinned and broke the potatoes from the middle. For a moment, the unique fragrance of roasted sweet potatoes was floating in the entire temporary station.

At this time, they were located on the edge of the Zong territory, and the reconnaissance battalion was probably more than 200 kilometers away, so now there is no need to worry about any enemy troops coming.

These days, I finally got a bite of hot food. The moment everyone ate potatoes, I felt that my life was satisfied.

"It's really 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 at least half of our Sharp Knife Company would have to sacrifice in Shichuan Town."

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

"I said I went to catch fish," Jiao Xiaochen replied, "I've found out. I'm not sure if I come out with Ren Xiaosu, and I'm not going to take supplies. There is no place to starve him, and I can find food anywhere."

As he said that, a group of soldiers took off their shoes and leaned comfortably on the stone beside them.

The soldiers of the Sharp Knife Company thought to themselves that they were probably the easiest combat sequence on the battlefield today, and they were the most free.

Hiding behind this enemy, you don’t have to obey the command, do whatever you want.

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

"You are trying to ask if you will give me a more valuable medal, haha," someone laughed.

Fu Rao's family is poor, so he feels a little inferior. He likes girls but dares not confess his love. He insists on watching the armored brigade steal his love interest.

In fact, at the beginning, the Sharp Knife did not sell medals, after all, it was an honor. Later, Fu Rao asked, would he not have a sense of collective honor if he sold the medal alone? His mother was sick and urgently needed money. Although there was medical insurance subsidy in the barrier, the medicine his mother wanted to use was controlled drugs, which was more expensive.

As a result, Zhang Xiaoman said, why haven’t you sold it yet? Our medal has been sold long ago.

Now Fu Rao felt more at ease, and selling medals became a routine for sharp knife companies.

Before, Fu Rao's Medal was thrown away and he wanted to go back to find it, but Zhang Xiaoman and the others agreed without saying a word. The medal found was actually Zhang Xiaoman's own.

After all, it is not that easy to find a medal with a thumbshot in a wilderness.

Zhang Xiaoman analyzed at this time: "Look, the most awesome medal in our army is the Nebula Medal. Some people on the black market are asking for more than 200,000 yuan, but we have no hope. That thing must be the best soldiers in this battle. It must make a significant contribution. However, the second-level Star Medal, I think we can compete, and that thing is sold for more than 50,000 yuan on the black market!"

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

"That's not," Zhang Xiaoman laughed happily, "If you get this Star Medal, you can pay it back the money you owed to treat your mother."

"Hehe," Fu Rao smiled foolishly, "What kind of merit is needed."

"We have almost the same military achievements before. We have few people and are fighting alone, so the standards should be lowered. This is considered to be a benefit from being behind enemy lines," Zhang Xiaoman thought for a while and said, "There are at least six or seven companies we killed, but this is probably the weight of the Starlight Medal. If we can kill some more important officers of the Zong clan, we will definitely get the stars."

"More important officer? What level should he be?"

"You have to be a team leader..."

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

At this time, Ren Xiaosu dragged dozens of fish in his hand and came back. The fish were tied together by him with a straw rope through his cheeks: "If you want to take it, take the best one. Let's get the Nebula Medal this time. You haven't counted the three military factories we destroyed yet, so maybe there's something else to do in the future."

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoman's eyes finally lit up: "Why don't we go and fight the 144 barrier. The 144 barrier is the Zong family's granary. If we can make the Zong army in Wuchuan Mountain unable to eat, it will definitely be a great achievement. Now that the 144 barrier troops have been destroyed a lot, we will definitely have empty defense."

"This is not that easy. It's okay to fight the Zong family company in the wilderness, but we are just seeking death when we break through the barriers," Ren Xiaosu said unhappily. He quickly skewed all the cut fish on the branches.

"Or why we poison the source of the drinking water river in the 144 barrier. It's okay to throw the corpses of animals and destroy the water source. This way, the 144 barrier will be uncomfortable," Jiao Xiaochen came up with a bad idea.

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

"Too……"

Ren Xiaosu didn't say anything. 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 now. I feel that the fish in the river are flooding."

Zhang Xiaoman came over and said, "Xiao Su, don't mention the fish for now. Do you have any good ideas? What will we do next?"

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and said, "If we are near the 144 barrier, we will have to leave at most if we do another vote. You said that in this war, in addition to military rations, what else must be continuously supplied?"

Zhang Xiaoman clapped his hands: "I understand! Let's knock out their clothing factory and let the soldiers on the front line have no clothes to wear!"

The entire Sharp Knife Company looked at Zhang Xiaoman silently, and suddenly the Zong soldiers were in their minds fighting with bare hands, which was really a bit eye-catching.

"This is not a necessity," Ren Xiaosu shook his head with a dark face: "Even if there are no new clothes to ship, they can wear them, and the impact is not very big."

Zhang Xiaoman thought for a while: "Then you will destroy the shoe factory. If you don't have shoes to wear, it will definitely have a big impact, it will hurt your feet."

The sharp knife even looked at Zhang Xiaoman silently. This time Ren Xiaosu was too lazy to say anything else.

Ren Xiaosu thought about their sharp knife company finally dealing with the enemy behind the enemy for so long, but in order to prevent the Zong soldiers from wearing shoes?

It’s actually quite exciting to think about it, but the problem is that there are too many shoe manufacturers, and this kind of thing has no technical content. Some shoe manufacturers are even in barriers.

At this time, Jiao Xiaochen suddenly said, "If something is broken, the Zong family will really not be able to fight this battle."

"What?" Ren Xiaosu said curiously.
Chapter completed!