The First Order Chapter 902
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Chapter 902: Gratitude tokens
“Wait!” Ren Xiaosu suddenly turned around as he was leaving.
Next to him, Yang Xiaojin was taken aback. “What’s the matter? Are you wondering why no one is chasing after us?”
“No,” Ren Xiaosu said, “it’s only reasonable that they aren’t chasing after us. P5092 has accepted full blame in order to secure the Pyro Company’s future victory, so who would want their commander to go to jail over such an unfortunate matter? The entire Pyro Company knows that he’s actually a hero and not a criminal.”
“Then what’s wrong?” Yang Xiaojin wondered.
“Gratitude!” Ren Xiaosu looked back at the Pyro Company’s base in the distance and said firmly, “The 7th Division hasn’t thanked me yet!”
Yang Xiaojin was speechless.
In Ren Xiaosu’s opinion, he could forget about the other divisions’ gratitude since he did not personally save them. Even if he were to ask them to thank him, it might not be sincere.
But the 7th Division was different since he had risked his life to save them. Under such circumstances, how could he possibly give up on earning those gratitude tokens and leave?
At this moment, the 7th Division’s commander, P5067, had just received news that P5092 had been abducted.
On the other end of the line was the voice of the 1st Division’s commander, “It’s actually a good thing that P5092 was taken away. If he doesn’t leave, he’ll have to spend more than ten years in prison. No one wants to see that happen. When he told us not to worry, we should’ve known that he was going to bear all the responsibility by himself.”
P5067 sighed and said, “That’s right, we owe him too much. After this war is over, I won’t have the dignity to continue being a division commander. I won’t even be able to walk with my head held high in front of my own soldiers when I used the freedom of another to secure my future.”
“I heard that the person who abducted him also participated in this battle. I think he’s the one from the Northwest?” the 1st Division’s commander asked.
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“Yes, it’s White Mask from the Northwest,” P5067 confirmed. “When 7th Division got ambushed by the barbarians in the battle, he was the one who saved us. Speaking of which, you might not believe it, but he was still in the mood to pick his ears when facing more than several thousand barbarians of the expeditionary army. If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, it would be very difficult for me to imagine that such a powerful figure has already appeared in the world of supernatural beings. It’s no wonder he’s as famous as the Demon Whisperer. Moreover, he used some unknown method to kill thousands of barbarians later. How extremely fearsome.”
“Fortunately, he’s from the Northwest, so we don’t have to make an enemy out of him. However, this is probably the first time someone’s dared to abduct a person from our Pyro Company’s base. If word gets out, he’l probably become known as the best kidnapper in the world,” the 1st Division’s commander said.
P5067 nodded and said, “Yes, our goal is actually the same as the Northwest.”
But at this moment, a staff officer suddenly walked hesitantly into P5067’s command center. P5067 did not hang up. He wondered, “What’s the matter? Didn’t I tell you to go and rest?”
The staff officer said, “It’s like this, someone’s looking for you outside.”
“Who is it?” P5067 asked. He wondered who would come looking for him at a time like this.
The staff officer answered, “It’s the person who saved us on the battlefield.”
“Eh?” P5067 gasped in shock and nearly choked.
Over the phone, the 1st Division’s commander’s voice rang out, “Is someone looking for you?”
“Yes,” P5067 said.
“Who is it?”
“A kidnapper…”
With that, P5067 hung up and rushed outside. Many soldiers had already gathered at the entrance of the military base to watch. P5067 frowned at the soldiers and said, “What are you all looking at? Disperse.”
“Don’t go.” Ren Xiaosu’s voice rang out, “I was just looking for them.”
As P5067 spoke, he pushed through the crowd. He saw Ren Xiaosu carrying P5092.
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P5067 would admit that he was stunned for a moment when he saw this sight. This kidnapper was way too bold. He did not leave after abducting a person from the 3rd Division but came here to the 7th Division instead? Wasn’t he afraid he would get taken out by the Pyro Company?
However, P5067 also understood that the other party was probably aware of their thoughts and knew no one would make things difficult for him at this time.
P5067 said amiably, “How can I help you?”
As they spoke, everyone automatically filtered out P5092’s presence on Ren Xiaosu’s shoulder as though they did not see anything.
Ren Xiaosu chuckled and said, “Did you forget what I said earlier? I’m waiting for the 7th Division’s soldiers to thank me.”
P5067 had to admit that his mind went blank again. This guy actually came to the 7th Division just so they could thank him?! ‘Are you crazy?! What are you thinking? Is it that important to be thanked? Can you eat it?’
Ren Xiaosu gave him a strange look. “Hurry up, I’m in a rush.”
P5067 explained patiently, “It’s like this. Most of our 7th Division soldiers have already gone to rest. It’ll take a while to wake them up at this time. Moreover, we could be in for a huge battle tomorrow. If we don’t let them rest up now…”
Ren Xiaosu smacked his lips. “Then just have those who aren’t resting yet to thank me.”
“OK, OK.” P5067 quickly ordered his adjutant to organize the troops. Ten minutes later, he said to Ren Xiaosu, “All the soldiers who aren’t resting yet are here now. Total strength: 1,091. Present strength: 1,091. Even the cooks are here too.”
Ren Xiaosu found it a little pitiful. This was not what he had imagined. After all, there were still more than 5,000 soldiers left in the 7th Division. He had rushed back here because he thought there would be 5,000 gratitude tokens for him to earn.
He thought for a moment and said, “Then we’ll have everyone say three rounds of thanks to me.”
After that, more than a 1,000 soldiers stood in front of Ren Xiaosu and thanked him in unison. For the first round, there was an increase of 1,091 tokens. For the second round, he earned over 500 tokens. By the third round, he only managed to get about 200 tokens.
The soldiers could not be blamed for being insincere. This situation was simply too bizarre, so they were unable to thank him seriously…
Seeing P5092 still lying unconscious on Ren Xiaosu’s shoulder, they realized he was totally unaware of what was happening here. Once he woke up and found out about this, they wondered if he would have the courage to face everything that was happening now.
Ren Xiaosu’s gratitude tokens shot up to 7,000 in total. Having lost interest, he waved off the soldiers. “Alright, I’ll be leaving then!”
As P5067 watched Ren Xiaosu leave, he realized that P5092 was probably going to be taken to the Northwest.
In truth, the Pyro Company’s impression of Fortress 178 was still very good. At the very least, both of them were tasked with protecting the Central Plains. And now that P5067 thought about it, he felt it might not be a bad thing for P5092 to escape prison and head to the Northwest.
Moreover, Fortress 178 might be a better home for P5092 than the Pyro Company, which lacked human compassion.
But this young man was rumored to be the future commander of Fortress 178? Although no one knew where this news came from, he thought it should be true.
The 7th Division’s commander recalled everything that had happened just now and muttered to himself, “Is it really alright for Fortress 178 to have a future commander like that?”
Another group of military policemen ran over. They looked at P5067 and asked, “Where are they?”
P5067 replied frankly, “They’ve left.”
The commander of the military police frowned. “How can you just let him leave like that? He’s now a wanted criminal of our Pyro Company.”
P5067 rolled his eyes. “Go and arrest him then. He can kill thousands of barbarians single-handedly. I’d like to detain him too, but I’d have to have the balls to do that first!”
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