417 Comrades who shelter and protec

After Ren Xiaosu pulled the trigger and shot his enemy, he did not let his guard down. Instead, he turned around and ran into the wilderness behind him. No one stipulated that there could only be two Zong Consortium snipers here in the mountain range. Who knew if there were actually three of them?

At this moment, the wound on his outer left thigh that was grazed by the sniper's bullet was still bleeding profusely. He had to limp along.

It was not that he could not endure the pain, but that his left leg was a little weak now since the muscle fibers were torn. No matter how strong his willpower was, he could not mend the muscle fibers in an instant.

So it was still those same words. The most dangerous moment when walking a tightrope was always the last three steps. Only those who could finish those three steps would be qualified to walk on a tightrope.

Ren Xiaosu had already exhausted quite a bit of his energy in this battle. Whether it be ambushing the guerrilla companies or outwitting the snipers, he had not encountered so many twists and turns before.

In reality, his enemy was not an elite sniper. In Yang Xiaojin's words, there were no elite snipers in the entire Northwest, and none of them were a match for her.

Besides, Ren Xiaosu was also not a schemer. He had only ever learned how to fight and hunt. In the past, his targets had always been mindless animals. But this time, he was hunting down someone who had a mind of their own.

If a true hunter were here, they would probably have scoffed at Ren Xiaosu's efforts. For example, should he have risked his life after the enemy's third shot, should he have pursued the enemy this far, or did he actually have a chance to kill that sniper but didn't realize it?

If Yang Xiaojin were present, she would probably think those snipers were extremely stupid and bad shots.

But no matter what, Ren Xiaosu was still making progress and learning from his experiences.

The deaths of his enemies were more important than anything else.

Ren Xiaosu hid in the bushes behind the mountain ridge for a long time. He wanted to see if there would be a third sniper out there and how the Zong Consortium's guerrillas would react.

After all, two snipers and two companies of guerrillas had perished here, so they couldn't possibly allow Ren Xiaosu and the others to get arrogant.

But it was also possible that the guerrillas would simply give up on defending the Beiwan River when they saw their enemies were not to be trifled with. That was also a possibility, but it still depended mainly on how their opponent chose to react.

After waiting for a long time, Ren Xiaosu did not see any more guerrillas getting sent here. It was as though they had given up on defending this mountain range.

After some thought, Ren Xiaosu decided to head back and join up with the Razor Sharp Company first. He wondered what it was like at the rear now after he had been out here hunting the enemy for almost two days.

All of a sudden, he saw a large number of troops heading straight for him from the north. Ren Xiaosu was shocked to discover they had not fucking given up on the mountain range yet. Instead, they had been taking some time to gather the troops to send a regiment directly into the mountain range. They were planning to wipe out their enemies in these mountains! They intended to surround him!

He had overplayed his hand! They were actually sending a full regiment to go after one company? This was going overboard.

Ren Xiaosu's head was starting to hurt. The Razor Sharp Company was still thinking about passing straight through here to get to the Beiwan River to blow up the bridge? How were they supposed to pass through now?

He turned around and stooped low to make his escape. He had to get out of their perimeter first.

While running away, Ren Xiaosu wondered if he could plant some Brambles to kill some of the Zong Consortium's soldiers. As there were too many of them, it would be unrealistic to wipe out the entire regiment. But it would be good enough if he could kill a portion of them.

However, Ren Xiaosu realized the sniper might have already reported to his rear forces about the possibility of some terrifying plants being hidden within the shrubs when he sought reinforcements.

As a result, the soldiers of the Zong Consortium's main troops did not even walk through the areas where shrubs were growing. They traversed the shady side of the slope where there was no vegetation while remaining extremely cautious.

Moreover, Ren Xiaosu had noticed that some of the Zong Consortium's soldiers were even carrying flamethrowers! With these around, the Brambles would be rendered useless. A fire could wipe them all out.

Even plants had their natural enemies.

When he saw this, Ren Xiaosu thought he did not want to create any unnecessary trouble. So he ran all the way back to the other end of the mountain while limping.

The Zong Consortium's commander at the Beiwan River seemed to be really outraged by all of this. He seemed extremely determined to kill Ren Xiaosu no matter what.

While Ren Xiaosu was escaping, he realized these Zong Consortium soldiers always seemed to track down his exact location. Due to his injury, he was planning to shake off the Zong Consortium first before joining back up with the Razor Sharp Company. However, his plan was foiled.

During his escape, he hid on a ridge and observed his pursuers. He was surprised to see a dozen-odd Zong Consortium's soldiers holding leashes for several huge hounds. The hounds were so large they could drag people off by themselves. Even those well-built adult soldiers were unable to keep them under control with the leashes.

Ren Xiaosu felt that these hounds could even be ridden as mounts.

Ren Xiaosu suddenly realized it was the smell of blood. Due to his outer left thigh that had been grazed by the enemy sniper's bullet, an open wound had formed. It not only slowed him down a lot but also left behind a scent trail. Although he had already applied the black medicine onto the wound, that could not cover up the smell of blood.

It seemed like that was the reason why the Zong Consortium's soldiers were able to keep chasing after him.

However, Ren Xiaosu did not have any better ideas to deal with these hounds. He could not just get rid of the smell by throwing away his bloodstained clothes. He could only try to find a stream and follow it all the way back to where the Razor Sharp Company was.

But there was no such stream in the vicinity.

By the next afternoon, the Zong Consortium's soldiers let the hounds loose and allowed them to pursue Ren Xiaosu freely after realizing they still had not caught up with him after wasting so much time.

This put Ren Xiaosu in a fix. Even though he was injured, he could still move faster than the Zong Consortium soldiers. But the hounds were different. These animals had also fucking mutated!

The dozen-odd hounds did not have a single ounce of fat and could navigate through the mountains like they were moving on flat ground.

Ren Xiaosu looked at the shadow clone in the palace. The shadow clone had still not returned to its original form. He really had to be careful not to let anything hit the shadow clone between its brows again in the future. He would have to prepare a helmet for it just in case.

Seeing that the dozen hounds were getting closer, Ren Xiaosu made ready to fight!

He would not be afraid of these hounds if not for the Zong Consortium's firepower at their rear!

Ren Xiaosu would have to kill the hounds out here as he did not wish to lead the Zong Consortium to where the Razor Sharp Company was.

But at this moment, he heard the ratatat of a machine gun coming from the hills on both sides of Crow Pass. Ren Xiaosu even heard someone shout, "Ren Xiaosu, get over here! We'll cover you!"

He saw the Razor Sharp Company had already built a simple fortification on the hills on either side of Crow Pass. Fu Rao was shooting mercilessly at the hounds with a heavy machine gun he was wielding in his hands. In just a few seconds, he had already killed six or seven of the hounds that were chasing after Ren Xiaosu.

Ren Xiaosu heaved a sigh of relief. Was this what it felt like to have the support of comrades? When you needed to catch a breather, there would be someone standing behind you to shelter and protect you.

"What are you still standing there for? Get over here! Why are there so many fucking hounds chasing after you? Ren Xiaosu, how many enemies are pursuing you?" Zhang Xiaoman lamented, "Where did you go…"