Zhou Yinglong looked at Ren Xiaosu. He took a deep breath and asked, "Why did they start fighting?"
Ren Xiaosu blinked. "I dunno, maybe they had some disagreements. Battalion Commander, aren't you going to stop them? Didn't you say that the Razor Sharp Company would be heading out to Mt. Dingyuan?"
Zhou Yinglong was stunned for a couple seconds before he stopped caring about Ren Xiaosu. He ran to where the fight had broken out. "Everyone, stop fighting. Razor Sharp Company, I want all of you to return to your barracks and assemble within ten minutes. Since you're all so energetic, I don't think you need another day's rest, right? You can head straight for Mt. Dingyuan in that case!"
Zhou Yinglong's words still held a lot of weight in the Forward Strike Battalion. It seemed that the two companies were also very used to this. Even though they were fighting, the two sides immediately stopped once Zhou Yinglong stepped in.
