When Ren Xiaosu said they would have more leeway to do what they wanted, he did not actually mean to cause any trouble. But if no one was there to watch over them daily, no one would know whether they were truly guarding the high ground.
With Liu Taiyu staying in the rear, they could easily find somewhere to hide or move from their original positions on the front line.
Someone leaned forward and asked through the gap between the driver's cabin and truck bed, "Platoon Commander, Platoon Sergeant, what if we really end up as cannon fodder on the battlefield?"
"Yeah, Liu Zhaojiang took half of all our ammo with him. When we defend the strategic high ground, we'll definitely run out of ammo in no time. Surely we aren't gonna have to resort to biting the enemy with our teeth, right?"