Although the streets were bustling with people, they consciously parted ways for Ren Xiaosu and Zhang Jinglin to walk towards Fortress 178's Memorial Bell Square.
Everyone knew about this tradition. The first thing the future commander did upon entering the city was to pay tribute to the pioneers who died in battle for Fortress 178.
Zhang Jinglin looked at the residents on both sides of the street as he walked. He suddenly asked Ren Xiaosu, "So do you know what Fortress 178 is fighting for now?"
"More or less." Ren Xiaosu smiled. "But I still haven't figured out how to protect them and be a good leader for the Northwest yet."
Zhang Jinglin said with a smile, "I was the same as you at the beginning. When the old commander told me to take over Fortress 178, my mind was in a daze. I was only a medic, so how did I end up becoming the commander of the Northwest Army?"
"What happened after that?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.
