The two were speechless to each other and separated to do things. While Shen Rusong was feeding his black draft horse, he was thinking that if in the tunnel battle the day before yesterday, a group of heavily armored engineers could barely withstand a helmeted rat the size of a calf, what if on the plains, even if there were no cars, there would be With the cavalry here, they can easily sneak away from the herd of beasts. No matter how slow a horse runs, it is still faster than a human.
Shen Rusong patted the packhorse's neck and said to himself that although there were a lot of disadvantages to the horse riding in the forest, a few advantages were enough.
Charge into battle, make detours, and die on behalf of others.
The team broke camp and set off, braving the wind and snow, towards the next goal.
Because yesterday's lesson was so painful, before setting off, the whole company sent messages one by one, warning them to pay attention to their feet and to be extra focused whether riding or leading a horse.
Later, when they encounter narrow roads or dangerous roads, they send out advance teams to cut down branches and spread them on them, and then pass by one by one. Although this will reduce the speed, it is more reliable.
Several hours later than planned, in the afternoon of the same day, the team arrived at the next maintenance target, a certain Jaeger cave.
The Chasseurs are the most special unit in the Renaissance Army's organizational structure. They do not belong to the field army, but they have stronger individual soldier qualities and better weapons than the field army. The largest unit is only a battalion, and most of them are independent battalions directly under the jurisdiction of military regions. The hunters are responsible for killing the dangerous deformed species born from the mutant beasts, so they travel through deep mountains, old forests and primitive ruins for a long time, tracking and exploring hidden lairs.
For example, the bloodthirsty beasts that swarm down the mountain to attack farms during the cold season. This cunning and deformed species that nests in caves in the mountains cannot be dealt with by a regular combined force of various arms. It is very annoying to shoot mice with cannons, but militiamen without heavy weapons can deal with it. No deformed species. So specially trained hunters were trained to operate in small groups.
In just over a month, a battalion of chasseurs operating in small groups can clear a small mountain range. In pursuits in the wild that can last for several months, the hunters naturally need a lot of safe houses to rest and replenish.
In addition to the deformed species that can only be killed with heavy weapons, there are also dark species that are even more disgusting. When the earth's surface was first rebuilt, there was not an inch of land on the ground that belonged to humans. The imperial armored sickle was as towering as a mountain, the pus butterfly fluttered its wings with sonic explosions, and the hollow dragon opened its mouth to swallow the missile boat... The Renaissance Army at that time used cloud bombs to clear the way. The main battle mecha fights against land-based dark species, the fighter jet group engages in air combat with the Demon Eagle, and the only navy can only send out frogmen to commit suicide to attack the sea beast's lair. In seven years, almost an entire generation was sacrificed in the dark war.
Finding, killing, and crushing the remaining dark species is the ultimate mission of the hunter. The ruins that are still occupied by the dark species group, every one, every one, are a humiliation to the Jaegers, the Renaissance Army, the Alliance, and mankind.
This huge cave has been transformed into a hunter safe house, and a long-lasting anti-animal pheromone tank is buried at the entrance. Quanlian entered the deepest part of the cave, opened the safety door integrated with the mountain wall, and then entered the real safe house.
"Okay, we can do this." Shen Rusong exclaimed.
In addition to the simple beds and quilts and piles of food boxes, all the firearms in the Renaissance Army were arranged on the weapon racks on the mountain wall. Where can I see the Type 80, Type 75 and Type 78 snipers here? The hunters use night vision sniper rifles that automatically correct their impact points. As for the 4.7mm water-spraying caseless ammunition? They don't bother to use them at all, and all they carry are hunting rifles fired with 12.7mm machine gun ammunition.
That’s not all, the most eye-catching thing is the exoskeleton! There is a small armored maintenance room here! It’s a special exoskeleton with optical camouflage!
"Hey, hey, hey! Don't touch those boxes! Whoever touches them, get out and stand guard!"
Shen Rusong kicked each of the jealous guys gathered around the supply box. After driving them away, he realized that there was actually a wine box under the crate?
He took out a bottle of wine, pulled off the straw on it, and turned the milk glass bottle. There was a line on the label: "Special supply for military supplies to Long Anchun."
Frankly speaking, Shen Rusong's heart was pricked. It was really unethical to have these boxes and boxes here to make the brothers who had been eating the northwest wind for a few days just drool.
Weighing the heavy wine bottle repeatedly, Shen Rusong felt cold and knew that Long Anchun's taste was bland and not overpowering. The wine bottles were being turned around, and I didn't even bother to look at the exoskeleton inside the iron fence over there.
Just as Shen Rusong's conscience and discipline were fighting each other, Chen Xiaoxiang walked in after placing the horses and found the pile of wine boxes. She took a box of wine away without thinking.
"Hello? Hello! What are you doing?" Shen Rusong put down the bottle and chased after him.
Chen Xiaoxiang's eyes stood upright, she glared at him, and said displeasedly: "Feed the horse! Mix the refined grain with white wine to gain weight!"
"Long Anchun for feeding horses? Do you usually give Maotai to horses?"
"I usually give horses beer, okay? Get out!"
Chen Xiaoxiang kicked his waist and ribs and cursed: "Mind your own business!"
Seeing the people in the cavalry class rubbing their fingers with unkind expressions on their faces, they didn't want to be beaten up for this. They walked back depressedly, only to find that Deng Feng had smashed open the wine bottle and started drinking.
"What the hell are you wearing?" Shen Rusong snatched it away and slammed it on the board of the box.
Deng Feng sneered, pushed Shen Rusong away, and said, "Why, you won't let me have a drink? Are you the only one who is upright?"
"They can eat, but I can't?"
After that, he took out a vacuum bag of soy sauce beef from the supply box, picked up the wine bottle and sat on the fire like a gasoline barrel.
After eating two soft nails in a row, Shen Rusong moved his lips, rushed over to snatch the bottle, threw it into the fire, and shouted: "Others are fine! No drinking!"
Deng Feng cursed and was about to get up, but Shen Rusong knocked him down, stepped on the back of his hand with his boot, and shouted: "You can touch the others! No drinking!"
"Who violated it! Ask me first!"
Such a shock made the class's eager hearts go back to their stomachs. Under Shen Rusong's gaze, they picked up the expired supplies and ate them among themselves. The platoon leader, who wanted to open his eyes and close his eyes, was too embarrassed to take action.
The company commander came over after hearing the news. His face was not very good. He didn't know what he was thinking. He couldn't openly say that everyone could take whatever they wanted. He could only praise Shen Rusong casually for his sense of discipline and that others should learn from it.
All of a sudden, the other squad leaders' eyes changed when they looked at Shen Rusong.
What do you do to stand out? You have nothing to do, right?
As expected, the task of repairing the peripheral facilities fell to Shen Rusong. He looked around at the people warming themselves by the fire, but no one was willing to follow him out to endure the cold.
He sighed self-deprecatingly, shook his head, picked up the tools, and prepared to work alone. Just as he walked out, he heard a shout: "Squad leader, wait! I'll go with you!"
It was Yang Qi who ran over. He followed Shen Rusong with a toolbox and handed Shen Rusong a piece of shelf-stable cake stuffed with meat.
"You're here." Shen Rusong patted the back of Yang Qi's head, hooked his shoulder, and took a bite of the cake. The cake was as thick as a flattened bun, sweet, and with meat in it, it tasted a bit nondescript, but Delicious indeed.
"I can't let the monitor go out alone." Yang Qi opened Shen Rusong's arm and shouted, "Squad monitor, it hurts, it hurts."
"You're selling your face, aren't you, Young Master?" Shen Rusong laughed and scolded.
The two got busy, burying pipelines, repairing hidden rocks, applying camouflage, and placing animal traps. The workload of maintaining the safe house is not large. If it is done according to the regulations, the cave must be narrowed to one person's width, but this is obviously so outrageous that no one will comply.
Gao Keming, who came back from laying the pipeline, saw Shen Rusong and two other people busy at work. Without saying a word, he came over to help with a cigarette in his mouth. Someone took the lead, but the other people in Shen Rusong's class didn't really watch the squad leader and Yang Qi being exhausted to death, and finally came to work slowly.
Several people were dripping with sweat from exhaustion and sat at the entrance of the cave. Shen Rusong drank cold water from the kettle, touched Yang Qi's elbow and handed it to him. At the same time, he asked: "There is something I have always wanted to ask. If your family is really so rich, , you are a man and like women. After you left the recruit camp, why didn't you join the capital engineering corps, the base engineering corps that builds underground city communication lines?"
Yang Qi's movement of drinking water froze. He looked at the snow-covered mountains and forests, was silent for a while, and then said with a smile: "The pretty ones are all in the big base, I like the wild ones."
"You're talking nonsense." Shen Rusong pinched his neck with his elbow and said sternly: "I, your squad leader, you got into such a big trouble and I didn't take off your uniform. Tell me what happened?"
"That won't work. This is my secret." Yang Qi refused, but after a second thought, he suddenly had an idea and said:
"I can tell you, but I can't tell you in vain. Monitor, you have to show me what you write in your diary!"
Gao Keming, who was sitting next to him, laughed out loud and couldn't help laughing: "This is your squad leader's treasure. He said back then that he would not show it to him unless the belle of Longshan University came after him!"
"Get out!" Shen Rusong was angry and hit Gao Keming on the back of his head. No one would read his diary! Even if the marshal wanted to marry his daughter to him, he wouldn't let him see it!
Yang Qi said "Oh" in disappointment, rolled his eyes, took out another cake, chewed it, and said vaguely: "Then I... Gu, I will tell you when I find my wife."
"What the hell is your excuse? I'm not interested anymore."
Shen Rusong patted the back of Yang Qi's head, put his hands on his knees, and looked at the snow again. Behind him was the campfire that was sometimes warm and sometimes alienated. There were always a few comrades around him. Presumably, this is why people always say that there is a bit of romance in the military and war.
