Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 467 You can’t interfere in Tang Sect’s affairs because you are poor

"Why don't you stop comforting me?"

Lu Ci was a little dejected. His originally confident mood was also hit.

"Forget it, you're pretty capable. I'll take part in my revenge when the time comes." He Songling actually didn't want to bring Lu Ci with him. He had told him before that he would be useful to him in the future, but it was just a trick to deceive the stupid boy.

Anyway, in the future he just needs to stop Lu Ci from going and force him home. His brother is not dead this time, so how could he dare to resist him to the death?
But now that I think about it, it might not be a bad idea to take Lu Ci with me.

Because Lu Ci can use guns and cannons. He is not just good at operating them. He has received a period of training at the Nisheng Military Academy with Zhang Muzhi. In addition to the gun fighting skills passed down by Zhang Muzhi, he has also received officer education and special forces training from countries such as Britain and the United States.

This allowed Lu Ci to not only fire guns and artillery, but also to master the time and angle to fire, where to bury mines, and how many grenades to throw under what circumstances. He could destroy the enemy's conditions and cause the enemy's combat effectiveness to collapse.

In addition, the education at the military academy also enabled him to have command abilities.

Even He Songling did not have this quality.

He Songling was afraid of death, and he did not hide the fact. He never considered himself as the main fighting force on the front line of the War of Resistance. What he had always done was to deliver guns, cannons, ammunition, medicines, military supplies and logistics to our army. To be honest, this was much more effective than if he had personally participated in the war.

Even though he personally took part in the battle at Mianshan some time ago, he could only be regarded as a special forces king-like figure. He did not have the ability to command unless he used oversaturated artillery shells to carry out a ground-clearing strike.

After all, the Sky-piercing Hole was a battle between ten people. What if he didn't recover well by then, or if there was any problem with his innate spirit, or if he was completely caught off guard against ninjutsu? If he went, it would only mean a sure win, but it couldn't guarantee no casualties.

With Lu Ci's command, the combat capability will definitely be stronger than that of the scattered bandits. As the old saying goes, no one can avoid death in the war for the country, but if you can avoid death, try not to die. Every old Zhong deserves to see the new country standing up after the devils are driven away.

"Is it true?" Lu Ci's originally dejected expression suddenly became excited. Then he glanced at Zhang Zhiwei and felt a little headache again.

"Didn't you just say that I can't practice and you can't take me? I'm really not being modest. With people like Senior Brother Zhang and you in front of me, and people like my brother behind me, I'm really nothing."

"You don't have to belittle yourself, even though you are really weak." He Songling first mercilessly attacked Lu Ci's strength, and then said: "It's just that this time we are assassinating him in the name of Tang Sect. The revenge of the Bihe Ninja will definitely be against my Nisheng Group and Tang Sect, especially Tang Sect.

An ordinary group company is not worth mentioning to them. In their minds, no matter how rich they are, after their troops take over Old Zhong, everything they rob will belong to them. But the Tang Sect must be killed. The Tang Sect has its own rules and will not allow outsiders to interfere. "

"So you said you would take me with you to kill the devils and avenge me?" Lu Ci was dumbfounded. He knew the rules of the Tang Sect. The rules were more important than anything else, and the head of the sect could not violate them. "The rules of the Tang Sect are not a joke. For hundreds of years, no one has allowed them to make an exception, even at the risk of exterminating the entire sect."

"Indeed." Zhang Zhiwei frowned upon hearing this. "Originally, I wanted to help the Tang Sect, but this..."

"Bullshit, you can't get involved because you are poor."

He Songling puffed out his chest proudly, "I have money. I can pay them one million dollars to protect me until all the Bihe ninjas who want to assassinate me are killed, or at least until we withdraw from this war, isn't that enough? They can make money, complete the mission, and solve future troubles. There is no reason for them to not agree." "You are awesome." Not to mention Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Ci, even Zhang Huaiyi in the corner gave them a thumbs up.

Indeed, for a sect that opens its doors to do business, the person it cannot refuse the most is a wealthy man like He Songling.

"Okay, practice your Kung Fu well and don't hold me back. After all, I am the one who brought you here. If you turn out to be the weakest in the whole team, what's the big deal?"

He Songling waved his hand to drive them away: "Also, pick up all the stuff you learned in the Nisheng Military Academy. If we really want to go to war this time, you will be the commander, so don't mess it up."

"Really?" Lu Ci's eyes turned red with excitement when he heard that. "Brother He, don't worry. I promise to kill all these little devils!"

After saying that, he ran out with a "teng teng teng" sound.

"Have you really thought it through?" After Lu Ci left, Zhang Zhiwei looked at He Songling.

This was a life-and-death battle. Although it was not a battlefield, and there were no organized gunfire, those ninjas were no joke. No matter how high your cultivation was, you couldn't be sure of winning. Not to mention now, when the old Zhang Zhiwei Tianshi came down the mountain, didn't he bring the fourth brother Zhao Huanjin with him, so that he would run away if he was in danger?

"If possible, try to take me and Huaiyi with you."

"This is your first day meeting me? Don't you know who I am?" He Songling sneered, then lay down again, closing his eyes and saying:

“If there is a situation that we cannot handle, let alone the two of you, I will have to bring along your master, my master, the head of Wudang, the head of Quanzhen, the head of Tang Sect, the heads of the four families, the head of Quanxing, and even our foreign friend Principal Taber.

But I can't use them. They are just a few ninjas. To be honest, if they hadn't asked for a group fight, I was afraid they would run away if I faced them alone. I really wanted to kill them all by myself."

"No, you just need to know what's going on." Zhang Zhiwei had a good relationship with He Songling. He knew that although this person was not a good person and looked unreliable, he never made mistakes. Since He Songling said so, he was relieved. Like He Songling, he closed his eyes and meditated, hoping to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

Time flies, and three months passed quickly as He Songling recovered from his injuries.

A lot of things happened during this period. The situation on the anti-Japanese battlefield improved, and our army gradually began to stabilize its position and organized a counterattack.

Although the bald man was a bit useless, it didn't mean that the entire Guo army was worthless. That would be a bit of a distortion of the facts. Relying on the American weapons brought in advance by He Songling and the sacrifices of the military and civilians, the situation was stabilized and the invasion of the devils was blocked, basically forming a situation of confrontation between the devils and Lao Zhong.

Our party also began to gradually organize a counterattack and launched the famous "Hundred Regiments Offensive" in later history.

(End of this chapter)