439 A brief reorganization

"Ahh, this potato smells so good!" Zhang Xiaoman retrieved a charred potato from the campfire with a tree branch. Before it even cooled down, he had already opened his mouth and bit into the potato. Instantly, the entire makeshift campsite was filled with a unique aroma of roasted potatoes.

At this moment, they were situated at the edge of the Zong Consortium's territory. The reconnaissance battalion that was pursuing them was probably still around 200 kilometers away, so they did not have to worry about enemy troops for now.

For the next few days, they could finally eat some fresh rations. The moment everyone bit into the potatoes, it felt like their life was complete.

"How exciting it is to be fighting a war alongside Ren Xiaosu." Zhang Xiaoman sighed and said, "In the past, I've never thought that our Razor Sharp Company would actually kill so many enemies. I was still expecting that half of our troops would get sacrificed in the Battle of Shichuan Village."