binnovel Chapter 442 A Few Fallen Leaves
Chapter 442 A Few Fallen Leaves
Zhang Ling looked at the defeated Japanese soldiers with a sneer on his face.
Suddenly, he felt a chill on his back...
Zhang Ling felt a chill on his back and turned around suddenly, but only saw a blurry black shadow flash by.
"Who?!" he shouted, raised his gun and shot.
The bullet hit the air, leaving only a few fallen leaves.
Xu Erniu and Li Dazhuang also became alert and aimed their guns at the surroundings.
"Battalion Commander, what's going on?" Li Dazhuang asked.
"I don't know, it seems like someone is attacking us by surprise." Zhang Ling frowned, feeling vaguely uneasy.
Could it be that the Japanese still have remnant troops?
That's impossible. The Sakata Corps has been beaten to pieces. It's impossible for it to still have combat effectiveness.
What was the black shadow just now?
"Battalion Commander, could it be a Japanese ninja?" Xu Erniu suddenly said.
"Ninja?" Zhang Ling was stunned, then shook his head, "Impossible, there are no ninjas in this world, they are all made up in novels."
Although he said this, Zhang Ling became more alert in his heart.
He always felt that the black shadow just now was not an ordinary Japanese soldier.
"Battalion Commander, let's be careful." Li Dazhuang said.
Zhang Ling nodded: "Well, everyone should be alert and pay attention to the surroundings."
The three of them searched the surroundings carefully, not daring to relax at all.
However, they searched for a long time but found nothing.
"Strange, did I see it wrong?" Zhang Ling wondered.
At this moment, Nobutsu Sakata suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, Zhang Ling, you've been fooled! My ninja is already lurking behind you!"
Zhang Ling was startled and turned around suddenly, only to see a man in black holding a sharp knife standing behind him.
The man in black moved as fast as lightning, and the sharp blade in his hand pierced Zhang Ling's heart.
"Battalion Commander, be careful!" Xu Erniu and Li Dazhuang exclaimed at the same time.
At the critical moment, Zhang Ling instinctively dodged to the side, but the black-clad man's sharp blade still cut his left arm.
Blood gushed out instantly, staining Zhang Ling's sleeves red.
"Damn it!" Zhang Ling cursed angrily, raised his gun and shot.
The man in black dodged the bullet nimbly and pounced on Zhang Ling again.
"Looking for death!" Zhang Ling endured the pain and fought fiercely with the man in black.
Although the man in black is agile, Zhang Ling is no pushover.
Relying on his rich combat experience, he dealt with the men in black and looked for opportunities to fight back.
Xu Erniu and Li Dazhuang also joined the battle, and the three of them worked together to besiege the man in black.
The battle was extremely fierce, with the sounds of gunfire, swords, and shouts intertwined and deafening.
Finally, Zhang Ling seized an opportunity and shot the man in black in the leg.
The man in black screamed and fell to the ground.
Zhang Ling was about to step forward to kill him, but he saw the man in black suddenly took out a grenade from his arms.
"Not good!" Zhang Ling shouted and knocked Xu Erniu and Li Dazhuang to the ground.
boom!
With a loud bang, the grenade exploded.
Smoke filled the air and gravel flew.
Zhang Ling only felt a buzzing in his ears and everything in front of his eyes was blurry.
He struggled to get up, but found that Xu Erniu and Li Dazhuang had been blown to pieces and were dying.
"Erniu! Dazhuang!" Zhang Ling was heartbroken and tears welled up in his eyes.
He hugged the two of them tightly, his heart filled with regret and self-blame.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
He repeated this sentence over and over again, as if he wanted to take all the responsibility on himself.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a dagger had pierced deeply into his heart.
He slowly raised his head and saw Sakata Nobutsu standing in front of him with a hideous smile on his face.
"Zhang Ling, you didn't expect that I still have one last trick!"
A bitter smile appeared on Zhang Ling's lips. He knew that he was really finished this time.
He used up his last bit of strength and said, "Sakata, you...will not die well..."
After saying this, he closed his eyes and left this world forever.
Nobutsu Sakata looked at Zhang Ling lying on the ground and laughed out loud.
"Hahaha, Zhang Ling, you're finally dead! I finally got my revenge!"
He laughed so crazily and so proudly.
However, before he finished laughing, he suddenly felt a chill on his back...
He turned around suddenly and saw a young soldier in the uniform of the Eighth Route Army standing behind him with a bloody dagger in his hand.
"You...who are you?" Sakata Nobutsu asked in horror.
The young soldier smiled coldly: "I am here to send you to hell!"
After saying that, he stabbed out with the dagger in his hand again...
Nobutsu Sakata widened his eyes, filled with unwillingness and fear.
He could never have imagined that he would die at the hands of an unknown Eighth Route Army soldier.
He slowly fell to the ground, ending his sinful life.
The young soldier looked at Nobutsu Sakata who was lying on the ground, without a trace of pity in his eyes.
He turned and left, disappearing into the night...
And this battle finally came to an end...
When the smoke cleared, only corpses and debris remained on the battlefield.
The cruelty of war is unbearable to watch.
However, the cruelty of war cannot cover up the brilliance of human nature.
In this brutal war, countless heroes emerged who were willing to sacrifice their lives and shed their blood for the liberation of the nation and the happiness of the people.
Their names will be forever engraved on the monument of history!
Zhang Ling's story also became a legend, spreading among the 772nd Regiment...
Zhang Ling felt a chill on his back and turned around suddenly, only to see a gleaming bayonet pressed against his back. The person holding the bayonet was not a Japanese soldier, but...Xu Erniu.
"Erniu, you..." Zhang Ling looked at him in disbelief, his voice trembling.
The innocent smile on Xu Erniu's face disappeared, replaced by a hideous twist: "I'm sorry, Battalion Commander, I want the credit!"
Seeing this, Li Dazhuang also raised his gun and pointed it at Zhang Ling: "Battalion Commander, it's all your fault that you're too smart. You've taken all the benefits!"
Zhang Ling's heart sank. He never expected that his two most trusted brothers would betray him at this time.
"Why?" Zhang Ling asked, suppressing the grief and anger in his heart.
"Why? You still have the nerve to ask why?" Xu Erniu spat, "I've been with you through thick and thin for so long, and what have I gained in the end? You've been promoted to battalion commander, but I'm still just a private! Why?"
Li Dazhuang also echoed, "That's right! The credit for bombing the enemy's headquarters should have belonged to the three of us. Why do you want to take it all for yourself?"
Zhang Ling smiled bitterly. He finally understood that these two people had long been dissatisfied with him, but they had not dared to show it because of his prestige. Now that the Japanese were doomed, they showed their true colors.
"Okay, since you want the credit, take it!" Zhang Ling closed his eyes. He was ready to die.
"Battalion commander, don't worry, we will leave your body intact." Xu Erniu grinned and slowly moved forward with the bayonet in his hand.
At this critical moment, a gunshot broke the deadlock.
Xu Erniu screamed, and the bayonet in his hand fell to the ground. A bloody hole appeared on his chest, and blood gushed out.
Li Dazhuang looked in the direction of the gunshot in horror, only to see a figure slowly walking towards him.
The person who came was the political commissar of the 772nd Regiment, Political Commissar Wang!
"Political Commissar Wang..." Zhang Ling called out weakly.
"Battalion Commander, are you okay?" Political Commissar Wang asked with concern.
"I'm fine, thank you for saving me." Zhang Ling said gratefully.
"Don't thank me, I did this for the 772nd Regiment." Political Commissar Wang said, and turned his gaze to Li Dazhuang, "Li Dazhuang, do you have anything else to say?"
Li Dazhuang's face turned pale, he knew he was finished.
"I...I..." Li Dazhuang stammered and couldn't say a complete sentence.
"Tie him up for me!" Political Commissar Wang gave an order, and several soldiers rushed forward and tied Li Dazhuang up.
"Battalion Commander, how should we deal with these two traitors?" asked Political Commissar Wang.
Zhang Ling felt mixed emotions as he looked at Xu Erniu who was dead on the ground and Li Dazhuang who was tied up.
He originally thought that after his rebirth, he could rely on the memories of his past life to change his destiny and lead the 772nd Regiment to victory.
But he forgot that human heart is the most unpredictable thing.
"Leave them to the captain." Zhang Ling said weakly.
Political Commissar Wang nodded and had someone take Xu Erniu's body and Li Dazhuang away.
The battle ended with the victory of the 772nd Regiment.
The Sakata Regiment was completely wiped out and Sakata Nobutsu was captured.
However, behind this victory lies betrayal and conspiracy.
Zhang Ling was in an extremely heavy mood, he didn't know what to do in the future.
At this moment, he suddenly felt dizzy, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a simple bed.
An old woman in coarse clothes was sitting beside the bed, looking at him with concern.
"Young man, are you awake?" the old woman asked kindly.
"Where...is this?" Zhang Ling asked in confusion.
"This is my home. You were unconscious at the foot of the mountain and I picked you up." The old woman explained.
Zhang Ling struggled to sit up, feeling sore all over.
"Old man, thank you for saving me." Zhang Ling said gratefully.
"You're welcome, young man. I can see that you are a good man." The old woman said with a smile.
Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the old woman would say that he was a good man.
"Old man, why do you say that?" Zhang Ling asked curiously.
"Because your eyes are full of kindness," said the old woman.
Zhang Ling's heart was shocked. He suddenly realized that after his rebirth, he had been living for revenge and had forgotten his original intention.
Maybe he should live differently.
"Old man, what's your name?" Zhang Ling asked.
"My last name is Zhang, you can call me Grandma Zhang," said the old woman.
"Grandma Zhang, I want to stay here, is that okay?" Zhang Ling asked.