After the capture of Komondu, the North American Front's Western Route Army only took a short break before launching another attack.

Fearing that the troops in Baja California would be surrounded by the Chinese army, the U.S. troops took the initiative to withdraw from Baja California and retreat into the United States in order to preserve their strength. The Western Route Army easily occupied the entire Baja California Peninsula without bloodshed.

"As the deputy commander, the commander ordered us to stop advancing." The correspondent said loudly to Ren Yuan.

"Stop moving? Why? Tijuana is almost there, so why stop moving? Ren Yuan asked with a blank expression.

"I don't know about this, but the regiment commander said that it was an order from the army group headquarters." The correspondent shook his head and said.

"The herald stops moving forward and rests on the spot." Ren Yuan said with a helpless sigh.

It didn't take long for the tanks to come to a slow stop, except for some alert tanks, the other tanks were all parked on the side of the road, the hatches opened and the armored soldiers came out of the tanks, and they had been bumping in the tanks for most of the day, and they also needed to breathe.

Ren Yuan also got out of the tank and walked around with his guards, taking a look at the mental state of the soldiers by the way. Soon Ren Yuan found that the current mental state of the soldiers was not very good, and they looked depressed one by one. Ren Yuan understands this very well, because at this time, Ren Yuan's heart is also full of disappointment, and at the same time, he has nowhere to vent with a breath in his heart.

"Damn~! These Yankees are running too fast! Ren Yuan couldn't help but curse, as the prince Ren Yuan's tutor is naturally excellent, it is rare to see this polite deputy head burst into foul language, which shows how bad Ren Yuan's mood is at this time. This time the Yankees did not make the same mistake as they did last time in Komondu, they retreated quite quickly, and the Western Route Army chased them all the way, and finally even touched one of the Yankees' hair, Ren Yuan was naturally unhappy. After a few days of no fighting, they were just busy on the road all day, and the morale of these soldiers naturally suffered to a certain extent.

Ren Yuan walked around for a while, and saw from a distance that the head of the regiment, Jiang Lijun, was walking over with his hands behind his back, Ren Yuan hurriedly walked up to meet him, and Jiang Lijun also found Ren Yuan at this time, and saw Ren Yuan walking towards him, Jiang Lijun couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"Commander, why did you stop advancing?" Ren Yuan asked straight to the point.

"Appointed deputy regimental commander, by order of the command of the army group. Tijuana was still heavily garrisoned, so Army Group Command ordered us to halt our advance and set up camp in place. Jiang Lijun said politely.

"What? U.S. troops did not withdraw from Tijuana? Then we shouldn't stop advancing, we just ate dirt from behind the butts of the American soldiers along the way, and we didn't even see a single Yankee hair, and since they didn't run away, we just hit it. Ren Yuan said with some excitement.

"Deputy Commander, you don't have to be too anxious, this battle will be fought sooner or later. However, because our speed was too fast, and the infantry was thrown too far by us, the command ordered us to stop advancing, mainly to wait for the follow-up infantry to arrive. As soon as they arrive, we'll attack Tijuana. Jiang Lijun said with a smile.

"Hmm~!" Ren Yuan nodded lightly.

Jiang Lijun took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Ren Yuan with a smile, "Deputy Head Ren." Got one? ”

Ren Yuan was not polite, and took the cigarette with a smile, "Thank you, Leader~!" ”

"You're welcome? They are all their own brothers. Jiang Lijun said with a smile that didn't care.

"Since they are all their own brothers. The head of the regiment doesn't have to be polite to me, he is the deputy head of the regiment all day long, it sounds awkward, you still call me Ren Yuan directly! ”

"Good~! Then I'll dare to call you Ren Yuan! Ha ha~! Then don't call me the head of the regiment, just call me Lao Jiang, it sounds kind, they all call me that. Jiang Lijun was not pretentious, laughed and said.

"What a dare not be courageous! Look at what you said, I'm your subordinate. Ren Yuan said with a smile while smoking a cigarette.

"That's different, you're ~!" Jiang Lijun was halfway through speaking, he quickly covered his mouth, slapped his face lightly, and said with a smile, "Look at my mouth, I almost missed my mouth!" ”

"It seems that you also know my identity, but anyway, I am your subordinate here, and you are my commander, so you don't have to be so polite to me, just treat me like any other brother." Ren Yuan said with a helpless sigh.

"Hehe~! That's a good idea. It's just that my old Jiang is a rough person, if there is anything in the words that contradict you, I hope you will forgive me. Jiang Lijun said with a smile, although Han Xuefeng didn't say it explicitly at that time, and Ren Yuan never admitted it, but although Jiang Lijun looked heartless, he was actually shrewd, otherwise he wouldn't have become the head of the regiment, so Jiang Lijun had already guessed Ren Yuan's identity. However, Jiang Lijun didn't know Ren Yuan's specific identity, because the affairs of the folk royal family were still mysterious, for example, people in the folk only knew how many princes and princesses Ren Chao had, as for what they were called, what they did, or where they went to school, few people knew these specific circumstances.

The two were chatting first, when an off-road vehicle drove over from a distance, and the car stopped when it drove near Ren Yuan and Jiang Lijun, and a major officer stepped down from the car, and the major strode up to Ren Yuan and respectfully saluted a standard military salute.

Ren Yuan habitually returned a military salute, but there was a trace of confusion on his face.

"Deputy Head Ren, your family has sent you a telegram, it was sent by your mother." The Major said respectfully, reached out and took a telegram from his briefcase and handed it over.

"Mother?" Ren Yuan was obviously stunned for a moment, and then excitedly took the telegram, the telegram was very long, full of two pages, but the content was very simple, but it was to ask Ren Yuan how he was doing here, whether he was adapting to it, and finally naturally he couldn't forget to ask him to wear more clothes when it was cold, and he must be more careful when he arrived on the battlefield. Although most of the whole telegram is nonsense, it is full of strong maternal love.

Ren Yuan read the telegram in one go, and finally sighed, looking up at the western sky, he knew where his mother was and was waiting for him to go back soon. "Mother, don't worry! I won't disappoint you! We will definitely defeat the Yankees as much as possible, and when the war is over, my son will definitely go back to spend more time with your old man. ”

After all, Ren Yuan is still young now, and he still doesn't understand that for his mother, her only hope is that she hopes that her baby son can come home safely, it's as simple as that. (To be continued......)

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