The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1517 Zhang Cheng: "Hey, you bastard!"

Gunshots rang out in the tranquil mountain forest.
As soon as Zhang Cheng returned to the mountain god temple, he noticed that a fight had broken out below.

Waving his hand, Zhang Cheng hurriedly called out to the Kriegs to protect him.

Because he is now truly powerless, even a half-grown child would be a problem for Zhang Cheng. After all, he is now like a bunch of village kids bullying an old man who is powerless!
And it was precisely because Zhang Cheng was holding him back that Krieg was ultimately forced to temporarily leave the county town.

After all, the "War Fever" would grant Krieg more than half of Zhang Cheng's physical abilities.

If it weren't for the need to protect themselves, the remaining Kriegs would probably have chosen to pledge their loyalty to the Emperor directly!
With a helpless expression, Krieg approached Zhang Cheng, helped him up, and prepared to leave along the path.

But just then, gunshots reached this place.
Seeing the panicked people rush in, Krieg immediately raised his gun and engaged them in a standoff.

Looking at Krieg inside the dilapidated temple, the people who had been robbed by the bandits never expected that there would still be people in this godforsaken place!
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, we are not bandits!"

Looking at Krieg's icy expression and Zhang Cheng, who was leaning on his cane and seemed like a "useless" person, the leader quickly spoke up.
"Quickly, capture those Eighth Route Army soldiers! If we hand them over to the Japanese, we'll get a lot of silver dollars!"

Excited shouts came from the foot of the mountain; the bandits were already beginning their ascent.

Staring at them in shock, Zhang Cheng asked with a look of doubt, "The Eighth Route Army?"

"That's right, young man, you're not feeling well, you should go first! Leave this to us!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with an upright expression, the leading man couldn't help but become serious.

Because he could tell that Krieg, with his gun raised, seemed to be waiting for Zhang Cheng's orders.
However, the man was quite puzzled as to why he was injured in such a way.
After all, anyone could see that Krieg was an extremely elite force!
Was he some kind of spoiled brat who went out arrogantly and got beaten up like this, only to be rescued by the guards in the end?
"Aren't you coming together? There's a small path leading down the mountain from here!"

Zhang Cheng became curious as he spoke to the man in front of him.

"We can't leave! The medicine we're transporting is still in the hands of the bandits. If we leave, many of our soldiers will die!"

After glancing at Zhang Cheng, the man immediately began making arrangements, intending to fight a life-or-death defensive battle against the bandits here.

Upon hearing the man's words, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Go kill them!"

Turning his head, Krieg heard this and immediately smiled, then drew his entrenching tool, ready to take action.
Seeing this, the man immediately became alert.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Cheng slapped Krieg across the face and roared, "You've got it wrong! It's the bandits down there, not the people here!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Krieg nodded, then waved and left.

The man breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the Kriegs leave with their guns drawn again, for it seemed they intended to help them.
Before long, fierce gunfire erupted in the mountains and forests, and the once fierce bandits became fearful.

Because compared to the guerrilla fighters who had few guns and ammunition, the Kriegs had the weapons of an entire county!
Moreover, in terms of bravery and skill in battle, Krieg fears no enemy!

"Sir, sir, spare me, spare me!"

From initial excitement, the bandits gradually turned to despair.

Because he simply couldn't understand how so many people could be hiding in this tiny, remote mountain village!

Did he come to the Eighth Route Army's living room?

Reaching the last bandit, the Krieg soldier raised his entrenching tool and looked at him with a broad smile.
As if sensing Krieg's goodwill, the bandit was about to say something, but was instead struck on the head with a swung entrenching tool.
"Duang!"

His body went limp and he collapsed to the ground. Even on his deathbed, the bandit couldn't understand why he was laughing when he was going to kill him.

As the gunfire subsided down the mountain, the man was taken aback.
He originally thought this guard team was elite, but he never expected that they were the elite of the elite!
After dealing with the bandits, Krieg approached Zhang Cheng and silently nodded.
"Brother, my name is Zhang Cheng. May I ask how I am addressed?"

Holding his cane under his arm, Zhang Cheng bowed respectfully.
"County guerrilla, Lin Zhen!"

Lin Zhen bowed with clasped hands in a gesture of respect, and looked at Zhang Cheng with considerable gratitude.

Because if the other side hadn't intervened, they probably would have lost many comrades even if reinforcements had arrived! "The bandits are dealt with. Take the medicine with you; we should leave now!"

With a smile, Zhang Cheng leaned on his cane and headed outside.

Watching Zhang Cheng's retreating figure, Lin Zhen said, "Brother Zhang, you're injured like this, why don't you stay and recuperate before you leave?"

Turning to look at Lin Zhen, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "No need, I have very important things to do!"

With that, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and said, "The journey through the martial world is long, see you again in another land!"

"goodbye!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng say this, Lin Zhen couldn't help but smile.

Just after more than ten Kriegs led Zhang Cheng away, a young soldier next to him said, "Captain, this guy doesn't seem like a simple person!"

"Yes, he's not simple, especially the group of people around him; their marksmanship and fighting skills are exceptional!"

Seeing that Zhang Cheng and the others had already disappeared, Lin Zhen turned his head and said, "Pack your things, let's go!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Upon hearing Lin Zhen's words, the people behind him immediately began to get busy.

Five days later, in a rugged mountain forest, Zhang Cheng had discarded his crutches and could walk normally, though with a slight limp.
Having blended into the crowd of refugees, Zhang Cheng was now solely focused on getting to Shanghai.

Because it is there that he can exert his greatest advantage, which is to "command the wind and rain"!
"I never thought I'd be a cripple one day, damn it!"

Dragging his right leg, twisted from the "tiger bench" torture, Zhang Cheng's eyes were filled with determination.

From that moment on, he had made up his mind to retrieve those lost "collections"!

However, just as Zhang Cheng saw a group of people walking forward, his eyes narrowed involuntarily.
Because they didn't seem like ordinary refugees, Zhang Cheng approached them and asked rather unsteadily, "Brother, where are you from?"

When Zhang Cheng asked the question, the leader simply smiled and remained silent.
Seeing their unusual behavior, Zhang Cheng continued to press, "What the hell are you laughing at? Your dad's asking where you're from?"

After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the other party still didn't reply, but instead laughed even more heartily.

Realizing something was wrong, Zhang Cheng instinctively reached for his waist and said, "Hey, you bastard!"

"idiot!"

Upon suddenly hearing Zhang Cheng insult him in Japanese, the smiling man immediately became enraged.
"Pfft!"

He grabbed the man's head with his other hand and viciously plunged the dagger into his neck, twisting it repeatedly as he said, "Die!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng suddenly make his move, the other Japanese soldiers also hurriedly prepared to attack.
But before they could react, Krieg, who had rushed forward, had already swung his entrenching tool in a wide arc.

"what!"

Amidst screams, the fleeing people, witnessing this scene, scattered and hid.

Amidst the swirling dust on the road, Zhang Cheng, having dealt with the Japanese soldiers, dusted himself off, saying rather disheveledly, "What the hell? I almost got fooled by you bunch of little bastards!"

Before Zhang Cheng could finish speaking, soldiers dressed in Kuomintang uniforms rushed forward and shouted, "Hands up!"

"Sir, they're on our side! They're on our side!"

With an embarrassed expression, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile.

(End of this chapter)