Tian Yue was highly satisfied. Recently, his peers and competitors had been frequently succeeding and receiving commendations from their superiors, which made him rather uncomfortable. As a military man forced to squat here commanding a motley crew of irregulars, he too had to secure some merits.
Late at night, a lone figure broke into the guerrilla stronghold.
By the time the guards' shouts rang out, Fang Zhiyi was already standing before their captain. Watching the man nervously gripping his gun, Fang Zhiyi raised his hands.
"Your sentries aren't very good."
These seemingly teasing words set off alarm bells in the guerrilla captain's mind. He immediately ordered the arriving men to search the perimeter. If Fang Zhiyi could sneak in here, it meant other enemies could do the same!
"Relax, it's just me."
"What do you want?" the captain asked, eyeing the newcomer with suspicion and alarm.
"My name is Fang Zhiyi."
"What!" The captain frowned. "Could it be... you've seen Xiao Lin?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Yes, just captured her."
"You!" A reckless guerrilla raised his gun.
"Shoot me, and she won't survive." Fang Zhiyi's calm demeanor made the men before him gnash their teeth in anger.
"What do you want?"
"To make a deal with you," Fang Zhiyi smiled. "For example, I can help you take out the Yue army's armory."
The captain looked at Fang Zhiyi suspiciously.
All the arrangements were settled, including how to enter the city, how to create chaos, and how to escape.
With Fang Zhiyi, an insider, laying it out, the plan was incredibly detailed.
However, things went wrong on the day of execution.
The guerrillas, who had sneaked into the city with Fang Zhiyi's help, had just regrouped. Before they could even retrieve their weapons, they were surrounded. The ones surrounding them were none other than Fang Zhiyi's irregular troops.
These men were expressionless, exuding a cold, deathly aura.
"Fang Zhiyi! You traitor! You tricked us!" someone roared. Some tried to fight back, but facing these armed lackeys, their resistance was futile.
Tian Yue arrived closely behind, beaming with joy and showering Fang Zhiyi's scheme with praise.
"So this is the Han State's double-cross strategy, is it? Not bad, not bad at all! We certainly didn't misjudge you! In the future, you will definitely be able to join our Yue State!" He lavished praise on Fang Zhiyi in that moment.
Fang Zhiyi smiled and said, "General, I heard earlier that the Commander is on an inspection tour. Don't you think this timing is perfect? Rest assured, everything we've done was under the General's personal command!"
"Sensible!" Tian Yue looked at Fang Zhiyi, finding the man much more pleasing to the eye now. "Throw them all in prison! I will personally execute these stubborn rebels when the Commander arrives!"
Every captive glared at Fang Zhiyi with deep-seated hatred as they were dragged away. Had they not been firmly pinned down, they would have lunged at him and torn him apart with their teeth.
The long-silent irregular troops became active again, allegedly to prepare for the Commander's arrival. The civilians on the streets looked at these men with blatant disgust. Yet, unlike before, these once-swaggering irregulars now wore expressions of complete numbness. Apart from Fang Zhiyi's orders, they automatically filtered out all the curses and gossip.
Snatching a few pieces of red cloth from one house and a few tables from another, they threw the city into chaos once more.
Seeing this, Tian Yue couldn't help but take notice. After all, the Commander was coming in person, so he probably needed to take things a bit more seriously.
In the prison, the guerrillas cursed Fang Zhiyi all day long. Only the captain squatted in the corner without saying a word.
Tian Yue watched as Fang Zhiyi had his irregulars stand at the gate, rehearsing how to welcome the guest. He found it somewhat amusing. Looking closer at the irregulars, however, he noticed they all had grim faces, looking as if their mothers had just died. He frowned.
Realizing that the annoying guerrillas were basically all captured, an idea suddenly came to him.
"Fang Zhiyi!"
"Yes!"
"Have these... soldiers of yours go back. I will naturally have the most elite Yue troops welcome the Commander!"
"But..."
"Are you trying to disobey orders?" Tian Yue said with a hint of a threat.
Fang Zhiyi hurriedly nodded. "I will follow the General's orders!"
"That's more like it." With that, he turned and ordered the guards to mobilize his direct subordinates to the city gate. He had to make sure the Commander saw an elite force! Perhaps this time, his request to go to the battlefield would be approved!
Watching Fang Zhiyi leave with a look of regret, Tian Yue felt a bit disdainful. Even if it was Fang Zhiyi's achievement, he was nothing more than a dog of the Yue State. What right did he have to stand before the Commander?
Once out of Tian Yue's sight, the expression on Fang Zhiyi's face changed, becoming just as cold and gloomy as the rest of his men.
"Go back and notify our brothers. For the gods, for glory, for... a great death."
Beside him, Huang Dali paused slightly. A trace of fanaticism surfaced on his previously deadpan face. "For death!" He turned and ran.
The man in black, who had been secretly monitoring them from the shadows, found this somewhat baffling. He felt something was off but couldn't put his finger on it. But the moment he turned his head, he met two pairs of lifeless eyes.
"For glory."
A dagger plunged straight into his neck while another person covered his mouth. Only when the man stopped breathing did the two drag his corpse away, preparing to leave. Just then, a civilian standing by a window witnessed everything. The two simply exchanged a glance with him and ignored him, focusing solely on dragging the body away.
A convoy arrived from outside the city. By this time, Tian Yue had already lined up his elite troops. They stood perfectly straight, staring at the slowly approaching vehicles. The Commander stepped out of the car, looked at Tian Yue, and nodded.
"Good job."
Tian Yue puffed out his chest. "All for the Yue State!"
"I originally thought you would have complaints or even slack off being stationed here. Now it seems that gold will shine wherever it is..."
"Gold will shine wherever it is, provided it is actually gold. A piece of dog shit will always be dog shit, no matter where it's hidden."
The abrupt voice made the Commander frown. Tian Yue also turned around. Up on the city wall, Fang Zhiyi was looking down at the two of them.
"Fang Zhiyi! What are you doing! How dare you speak to the Commander like that!"
"Bullshit, I was talking about you. Though, of course, he's not much different!"
"Bastard! You..." Before Tian Yue could finish his sentence, several corpses were thrown down. He looked at the bodies—weren't those the soldiers he had stationed on the city tower?
"Oh no!" He finally realized what was happening, but it was too late.
Gunfire suddenly erupted at the city gate. The irregulars had rebelled!
Shedding their usual lifeless demeanor, every man's face was filled with fanaticism and excitement. The sudden betrayal caught Tian Yue completely off guard. His meticulously arranged welcoming party had now become the most conspicuous of living targets.
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g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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