Eight Hundred and Forty-Three, Wish

When you are in the wilderness and there are enemies around you, never start a fire, because that bonfire will make you a target in this dark night.

Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin sat on the canopy of a big tree, whose dense branches could just hide their figures at night.

"Here, eat some." Ren Xiaosu took out a piece of chocolate from the palace and handed it to Yang Xiaojin: "I think there may not be many barbarians in this big rocky mountain, and it's only a matter of time before P5092 wipes out these barbarians."

"Well," Yang Xiaojin took the chocolate and took a bite of it: "What's your plan next, these barbarians like to sneak up on Yin people, they are very cunning, let's not capsize in the gutter."

"It's not cunning," Ren Xiaosu shook his head: "Perhaps you don't have much contact with this type of people, but I can detect a familiar aura from them...the aura of hunters. Just like cats, when you turn your back They will instinctively launch a sneak attack on you, without even thinking about whether the sneak attack can be successful."

And these northern barbarians are accustomed to sneak attacks, which is also the instinct of hunters.

After Ren Xiaosu and the others left the advance base, they first pretended to walk eastward, and after walking for a long time, they quickly made a detour in the direction of Dashishan.

After entering the mountain for a long time, Ren Xiaosu immediately discovered the behavior habits of these northern barbarians. These people were killing the Central Plains people as prey.

Perhaps many people thought it was just an ordinary ambush, but Ren Xiaosu discovered that the hiding position of these people must be downwind.

When facing humans, there is actually no need to hide in the downwind direction at all. After all, humans’ sense of smell is not good. Only when hunting wild beasts in the wilderness do they need to be so cautious, lest the prey smell the “human smell” in advance.

If it could be a coincidence once, then Ren Xiaosu and the others met twice is definitely not a coincidence, this is the subconscious habit of the other party.

"What is it like in the north?" Yang Xiaojin wondered, "If everyone is a hunter, it would be a bit exaggerated."

"Whatever he is," Ren Xiaosu sneered. When it comes to things like hunting, these barbarians in the north may not necessarily be his opponents.

Moreover, this is the south, Ren Xiaosu's home field.

No matter how skilled the other party was in hunting, they would never know the wilderness and mountains in the south better than Ren Xiaosu.

Yang Xiaojin glanced at him: "Have you got a plan?"

Ren Xiaosu laughed and said, "Stop talking about this,

How about we talk about something more sensitive? "

"A more sensitive topic?" Yang Xiaojin was puzzled for a while: "...What do you think of the political situation in the Central Plains?"

Ren Xiaosu: "...I didn't mean to talk about this!"

Yang Xiaojin glanced at him: "Okay, I'm getting more and more courageous, not bad."

"Ahem, it's okay."

At this time, the stars above the sky were like a sea, and the two sat side by side on the thick branches, looking up at the silver ocean above their heads together, Yang Xiaojin suddenly asked: "What do you want to do most after returning to the northwest?"

Ren Xiaosu looked at the starry sky, and his thoughts were suddenly pulled away by this question: "I want to see the world outside Fort 178, and then go back to plant the fields. Maybe I can work as a heart surgeon in Fort 178, and then every month I was paid to support our family. When I came home from the cold and took off my scarf, I would tell you that I was back, and then I heard the soup simmering on the pot."

Yang Xiaojin who said this sentence was stunned. For some reason, she could suddenly imagine that scene, and she still had a little expectation.

When all the trivial things Ren Xiaosu said were put together, in fact, he just wanted to have a stable home.

It is a very common wish to farm some land or to be an ordinary surgeon and see his wife when he returns home.

However, this simple wish is almost becoming a luxury in this day and age.

"Aren't you going to be your young marshal?" Yang Xiaojin asked curiously.

"How can I be qualified to be a young marshal?" Ren Xiaosu leaned against the tree and whispered, "Actually, I don't know why Mr. Zhang thinks I can, but I have been thinking, shouldn't I find someone who is more mature and prudent? For I'm too young for the position of commander. Although I know he doesn't want me to be the commander now, it's just that I feel that I'm used to being alone, and I may not be able to bear the responsibility he expects."

"It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want," Yang Xiaojin said looking at the vast starry sky.

"By the way, what do you most want to do in the future?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

However, Yang Xiaojin didn't speak for a long time, until she slowly leaned on Ren Xiaosu's shoulder and whispered, "I'll tell you later."

In this bloody battlefield, no one would have thought that there was a pair of young men and women cuddling tightly together.

The world is big, but there are very few people who can give each other warmth.

Life in this era is full of darkness, betrayal, and transactions, so that as long as there is a little warmth, everyone will feel that it is hard-won.

...

In the early morning, outside the camp of the main force led by P5092 in Dashishan, dozens of soldiers from the cooking squad carried iron buckets and walked towards the river. They were responsible for replenishing the water for cooking today.

A main force has tens of thousands of people, and it is impossible for them to rely on transportation to solve the water source problem, so the army usually walks along the river when it marches.

Soldiers walked in groups of two carrying iron buckets, and some soldiers said mysteriously: "Did you listen to the people in the reconnaissance battalion? They encountered barbarians when they went into the mountain yesterday, and they almost died a combatant!" The team members, fortunately, two snipers saved them."

"I heard," said the team leader of the cooking team in charge of carrying water, "I don't know where these two snipers came from. It's quite exciting to think about it. If I didn't have bad eyesight, maybe I could be a sniper." A sniper. You see, those snipers in our army are good every day, and they have to cook small meals."

In the army, it is a very face-saving thing to be able to open a small stove.

However, just as they walked to the river, the river suddenly stirred up waves, and a giant ax in the river chopped through the water.

The water splashed first, followed by the axe. The axe split the water curtain layer by layer and came in front of the fire soldiers!

At this time, someone screamed involuntarily, the ax was so sudden, no one thought that the barbarian would hide in the river near them and wait for a sneak attack!

Surprised, two more barbarians emerged from under the river, with extremely sharp axes.

But before the ax hit the fire soldier, the fire soldier suddenly saw blood mist blooming on the barbarian's head in the front...

"Sniper!"

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