Chapter 51: The Reason Wu Ze Got Beaten

Chapter 51: The Reason Behind Wu Ze's Assault

Just as Li Yunlong hung up the phone, Deputy Regiment Commander Zhong Zhicheng walked over.

"Old Zhong, is there something on your mind?" Seeing Zhong Zhicheng's grim expression, Li Yunlong guessed it was about Wu Ze, yet he still asked feigning ignorance.

"Regiment Commander, please tell me, exactly where is Wu Ze?" Zhong Zhicheng asked with utmost seriousness.

"I've already said, I sent him on a secret mission," Li Yunlong replied, refusing to back down.

"What kind of secret mission is it that even I, the deputy regiment commander, cannot know about it?" Zhong Zhicheng's voice rose another notch.

"This is a military operation, Old Zhong. The two of us have a division of labor; you handle daily life and political thought, but when it comes to fighting battles, I have the final say..." Before Li Yunlong could finish, Zhong Zhicheng took out a document and handed it to it to him.

"I have already found out why Wu Ze was dumped in the mass grave."

"You found out?" Li Yunlong paused for a moment, then flew into a rage. "Which bastard did this? I'll twist his head off and use it as a chamber pot!"

Zhong Zhicheng said, "According to the investigation, Wu Ze looks very much like Zhong Ze, the son of Zhong Yun鹤, Regiment Commander of the 1st Independent Division of the puppet army. He was mistaken for Zhong Ze and took the brunt of an assassination attempt meant for him. This was done by people from the Nationalist government's side..."

"What? Old Zhong, what did you say? Wu Ze took the hit for the traitor Zhong Yun鹤's son, Zhong Ze?" Li Yunlong was stunned.

He had heard of this Zhong Yun鹤, a man widely known as Old Turtle Zhong.

Ding Wei's 28th Regiment had grown to three thousand men, yet they couldn't make a dent in the defense of Zhong Yun鹤's single regiment, purely because Zhong Yun鹤 had mastered the supreme essence of playing the turtle.

And Wu Ze actually looked like his son, Zhong Ze, taking the blame and suffering an assassination attempt unjustly?!

"Yes," Zhong Zhicheng nodded.

"Damn it, are the people on the Nationalist side that sloppy? They almost killed a pillar of the nation!" Li Yunlong cursed furiously. "Who did it? Tell me his name, Wu Ze won't suffer this loss in vain!"

"Still investigating. Give me a little more time to find out who specifically is responsible," Zhong Zhicheng replied.

"Hurry up and dig this bastard out," Li Yunlong urged, then asked, "By the way, has Wu Ze's background been checked out yet?"

"Not yet."

"Speed that up as well."

"Regiment Commander, let's call Wu Ze over. Now that I've discovered he was mistaken for someone else and injured, we should inform him of this..." Zhong Zhicheng said.

"I'll tell him myself later," Li Yunlong interrupted. "Go back to your investigation. I've already called the Independent Regiment; their troops are on the way, and I have a battle to prepare for. Do not disturb me from now on."

"Regiment Commander, you should still bring Wu Ze—" Zhong Zhicheng tried to continue.

"Old Zhong, I said I sent Wu Ze on a secret military mission," Li Yunlong glared at him. "When he comes back, I'll naturally tell you. What you need to do right now is fulfill your duties as deputy regiment commander before the big battle arrives. As for Wu Ze or Zhong Ze, we'll talk about that after the battle."

"Well, well, alright then." Looking at Li Yunlong's expression, Zhong Zhicheng knew for sure that Wu Ze was not with the New First Regiment, at least not at the moment.

With a major battle about to begin, he couldn't afford to get into a shouting match with Li Yunlong and disrupt the overall situation. When it came to matters of principle, Zhong Zhicheng still possessed good judgment.

After Zhong Zhicheng left, Li Yunlong thought of the large bump on Wu Ze's head and clenched his fists. "Wu Ze, once the commander finds out who hit you, I'll make that bastard pay dearly!"

...

Achoo!

Leading Sun Desheng and the others toward a riverbank, Wu Ze, who was busy observing the terrain, suddenly sneezed.

"Wu Ze, did you catch a cold?" Hearing Wu Ze sneeze, Sun Desheng asked with immediate concern.

Before they set out, the regiment commander had specifically instructed that not a single hair on Wu Ze's head could be harmed.

If he brought an ailing Wu Ze back, the regiment commander might just give him a hard time.

"It's nothing, just a regular sneeze," Wu Ze rubbed his nose, then led Sun Desheng and the men to a spot along the riverbank. "Let's dig tunnels and plant explosives right here."