The First Order

Chapter 848: Different paths

Why did Ren Xiaosu come here?

Because he wanted to kill some barbarians? No, at least, that was not what he wanted at the beginning.

Was it because he finally acknowledged the Pyro Company? No, even if the Pyro Company had stood up for humanity twice, Ren Xiaosu still found it very difficult to agree with how unfeeling they were when carrying out their agenda.

In this world, not everyone in power was greedy. In the pursuit of true justice, Wang Shengzhi believed that as long as humans stopped managing humans, the problem would be solved.

That paralyzed, wheelchair-bound politician did not even spare the Wang Consortium from his plans.

The Pyro Company would not hesitate to sacrifice anyone, including themselves, for the sake of humanity's continuation. They carried the butcher knife in one hand and a torch of hope in the other, hoping to illuminate the way forward for future generations.

But this was not what Ren Xiaosu wanted. Maybe he was not sure of what he wanted either.

Just as he had said, he hated the phrase "we have taken a little detour" the most because no one knew just how much sacrifice was hidden behind those words.

In the forest, he finished off the barbarians one by one with his favorite person protecting him from behind.

All of a sudden, he realized he had come to Mt. Dashi to protect those at the rear.

This concept was foreign to a selfish person like him. But when he recalled standing at the entrance of the medical center and seeing the wounded being carried over one after another, the cries and wails of those people sounded like a song that people sang in their loneliness and despair.

Something in him clicked at that moment. He felt that it should not be like this. The world should not be like this at all.

This feeling had never been so strong before. It was so strong he felt a little angry and wanted to kill those who caused this problem.

Ren Xiaosu remembered the bitter expression on Wang Jing's face when he spoke. Wang Jing had said that the rate of saving people would never keep up with the speed of them getting wounded.

He still remembered the thousands of people in the chow hall saluting him and the gratitude the comrades of the wounded had for him.

'Wudi, did you see that? Master has become a ray of light as you wished.'

From today onwards, this ray of light would burn brightly from beginning to end. It would stay illuminated forever.

Ren Xiaosu slowly pulled out the black saber from the chest of the barbarian in front of him. "Y'all should've just obediently stayed in the North. Why come to the South and cause all this trouble for everyone? I once read something in a book that I did not agree with. But now, I've come to understand it. One of these days, you'll also understand that while the people of the Central Plains might look disunited like scattered sand, they will gather into a fist the moment you all arrive."

After killing so many people, Ren Xiaosu gradually understood why he felt a sense of belonging with the Northwest. It was because the Northwest had never contended to rule the world. All they did was guard the land behind them quietly.

If protecting others was also a path that could be taken, then there were still hundreds of thousands of like-minded comrades waiting for him back in the Northwest.

"I believe that the people from the Northwest are also on their way here." Ren Xiaosu looked at the remaining few barbarians and said with a laugh, "Y'all will have to face the wrath of everyone in the Alliance of Strongholds until all of you are snuffed out."

One of the barbarians said coldly, "You know nothing about the strength of the expeditionary army."

Ren Xiaosu smiled. "You know nothing about the mental strength of the Central Plains people."

When disaster comes, mental strength becomes the highest caliber of weapon humanity has in the face of danger.

After that, Ren Xiaosu bounded forward and killed all of his enemies, leaving behind only a pile of corpses.

…

Since he had said he would only leave behind a pile of corpses, a pile of corpses was all he was going to leave behind. So he was not going to leave behind even an axe.

Three hours later, the frontline commander of the Pyro Company stood on the battlefield and wondered, "Why aren't there any axes here? Where have they all gone?"

"Maybe the person who killed them took everything away?" an officer nearby muttered.

"There's more than 40 barbarians here. Did that many axes get taken away as well?" the commander at the front line wondered. Suddenly, a figure carrying a load of axes on his back appeared in his mind. He shook his head and dismissed the image. "Radio operator, connect me to the commander."

With that, a radio operator came over with a portable radio on his back. The frontline commander picked up the receiver and said, "Sir, the snipers in the mountains seem to have been caught in an ambush by the barbarians here."

"Ambush? Where are they now?" P5092 frowned. He was worried that something would happen to those two snipers.

However, the commander at the front line rephrased his words and corrected what he had just said. "Actually, it's more like those two had set up a trap to ambush over 40 barbarians. Let me explain. I've checked the time of death of the barbarians here. Five of them died in a different location from the battlefield the others were found in. Furthermore, based on the time of death, those five had died earlier.

"So I conclude that someone must've ambushed them first. After that, more than 40 of the barbarians surrounded the snipers from all directions. Someone killed their way out of the encirclement, with half of the barbarians dying from slash wounds, while the other half died from a sniper rifle's gunshot wounds. I feel like one of those two people used themselves as bait to create an opportunity for the sniper to shoot."

P5092 was left speechless in the command vehicle. He did not know whether to say that these two people were overly bold or that their abilities were too terrifying.

Just how strong was that person who dared to act as bait and place himself in the encirclement of the barbarians?

Moreover, the issue was that the other party had actually managed to kill these 40-odd barbarians. He could even imagine how carefree the other party was as they slaughtered their way through the encirclement.

P5092 lowered his head. He suddenly realized goosebumps covered his arms. He even felt a little eager at the thought of possessing such strength.

Yesterday, they were surprised that those two people could actually take on seven barbarians head-on by themselves. But today, the other party had gone and killed nearly 50 of the barbarians for them to see.

P5092 used a red pen to mark the location on the map. He said calmly on the radio, "This is the last preset location in our plans to stop the barbarians. Currently, all of them should have retreated into Longtan Canyon. The encirclement plan has already been completed. Since someone has helped us carry out the most important tasks of the early stages, we should close this off beautifully. We can't let them think we're incompetent."

With that, the radio frequency was switched to broadcast mode. P5092's voice rang out through the earpiece in all of the soldiers' helmets, "Attention! This is the land of our Pyro Company the northern barbarians dared to intrude upon. In that case, we just have to ensure they remain here forever. Don't forget that we're fighting for the sake of humanity, and for the Pyro Company as well! It's time to move out!"

With just a few simple words, P5092 mobilized the troops for the battle. The Pyro Company's 10,000-strong main force started advancing into the mountains, determined to wipe out the barbarians in Longtan Canyon.

And after that? After that, they would continue heading north to kill more barbarians on the main battlefield.

However, right at this moment, over a 100 barbarians suddenly jumped into the Qingyan River and swam downstream.

Schools of fish rushed towards them like they had discovered their prey. But a second later, a barbarian took out a small fragment of bone in his possession. It was unknown what kind of creature the bone came from, but the moment he took it out, the schools of fish were frightened off and dispersed.