Quick Transmigration: A Super-Effective Novel Within a Super-Effective Novel

"We won? We won...we won!"

"We won!"

"Madam has won!"

Seeing Lin Zhao walking towards them unharmed, Zhang Tiesheng and the soldiers who had risked their lives with Lin Zhao cheered!

What kind of amazing person is this, capable of taking down three armored tanks single-handedly and emerging unscathed!

But they had no time to be surprised, because Lin Zhao had already won the victory for them!

The Jianjun army suffered heavy losses and retreated immediately!

"Hahahaha! We won!"

Zhang Tiesheng warmly welcomed Lin Zhao over, then said to Zhao Yitao with some reproach, "Battalion Commander! If you had known Madam was this capable, why did you send her to retreat? You could have led us straight through the enemy lines!"

Zhao Yitao was still a little confused.

Lin Zhao grew increasingly disgusted with him.

"Stop talking nonsense. Time is life on the battlefield. Quickly take your men to count the wounded and supplies, and rebuild the defense line. The reinforcements from the Jianjun Army will arrive much faster than ours."

After giving Zhang Tiesheng a few instructions, Lin Zhao turned around and went down to the temporary command post to study the battle situation.

Her words were firm and wise, and the soldiers had no choice but to admire her. Even Song Yuhua, who had just arrived, was stunned for a moment.

Was that person... the same Zhao Yitao's wife she had met earlier?

Zhao Yitao's marriage to the original owner was arranged. The two had barely met before the marriage and had no feelings for each other.

Later, after China won the war against foreign aggression, Zhao Yitao was rewarded, and the two married smoothly, living a life of mutual respect.

The original owner had feelings for Zhao Yitao, but Zhao Yitao looked down on the original owner, a delicate and aristocratic young lady who only knew how to embroider at home.

Later, the Jian Kingdom repeatedly harassed the border of China and even attempted to invade neighboring countries to break through China's defenses. Under the command of his superiors, Zhao Yitao went with the army to the neighboring country to fight again.

Song Yuhua had only heard about the original owner a few times from Zhao Yitao. Even when the original owner came to the army, she hadn't seen her many times. So she subconsciously thought that the original owner was a noble lady raised in feudal society and didn't have a good impression of her.

Today, seeing Lin Zhao single-handedly take down three armored tanks from the enemy, and how skilled he was in battle, she was shocked, and her consciousness almost began to reshape itself.

Listening to Lin Zhao deploying troops in front of the sand table, Song Yuhua's thoughts drifted a little further away.

"Staff Officer Song, I hope you will be more careful when I make arrangements, unless your plans are better than mine."

Lin Zhao didn't hesitate to name Song Yuhua.

Song Yuhua was sent down by her superiors and was also considered Zhao Yitao's confidante. Who in the army would dare not give her face?

No one had ever spoken to her like that before.

But Lin Zhao was right; she didn't have the ability or the wisdom to make a better arrangement than Lin Zhao.

Song Yuhua blushed immediately.

"Don't think you're something just because you took down three vehicles by yourself. You had cover fire from behind, didn't you? Be more polite to Staff Officer Song!"

Before Song Yuhua could speak, the people who had been assigned to the troops with her began to speak out in her defense.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhao lifted his eyelids and glanced at the man, but ignored him and continued to study the map.

But the man was enraged by Lin Zhao's contemptuous gaze, feeling that Lin Zhao was very disrespectful to him. He also wanted to support Song Yuhua, so he stood up and pointed at Lin Zhao.

"What do you mean? You know about troop deployment... Ahhh! It hurts!"

"My great-aunt hates it when people point their fingers at her."

No one saw clearly how Lin Zhao moved his hand. It wasn't until the man cried out in pain that everyone realized Lin Zhao had broken the man's hand in one move.

Despite her own slender wrists, Lin Ming held the tall, large man's wrist as if it were a flower, and it snapped easily with a gentle bend.

Lin Zhao let go of Zhao Yitao's hand with disgust, and then wiped it on Zhao Yitao's clothes a few more times.

Zhao Yitao: ? ? ?

“This…” Song Yuhua became embarrassed.

She felt Lin Zhao had gone too far, and after thinking for a moment, she still advised, "Miss Lin, Xiao Sheng is my man, you have no right to punish him. Besides, there are rules in the camp that forbid fighting..."

"No fighting or causing trouble? Is he the one starting trouble or am I?" Lin Zhao finally put down the small flag in his hand, annoyed by the situation.

She looked coldly at Song Yuhua and said sarcastically, "I have no right to punish him, but he spoke disrespectfully and showed no respect for the battalion commander's wife. Surely Zhao Yitao, as the battalion commander, has the right to punish him?"

“My husband and I are of one mind. If Zhao Yitao wants to punish him, I will step in and do it for him. Is there a problem with that?”

"As for you, you were just sent down from above to fight alongside Zhao Yitao. When did it become your place to meddle in my family affairs?"

"Could it be that Staff Officer Song has become part of my family?"

As he spoke, Lin Zhao's gaze swept over Zhao Yitao, who had shut up and become mute.

"you……"

Lin Zhao's sophistry was utterly devoid of the gentleness and reserve expected of a noble lady, leaving even Song Yuhua, who was used to dealing with men, unable to refute her.

"You've gone too far! You can hit me, but you're not allowed to insult Staff Officer Song!"

Don't think I don't hit women!

The sergeant Sheng Aiguo, whose hand had just been broken by Lin Zhao, cursed loudly. He couldn't bear to see Song Yuhua humiliated, and disregarding his own broken hand, he clenched his fist and swung it at Lin Zhao.

"How could his father have given birth to such a stupid thing like you?"

Lin Zhao muttered something under his breath, then stretched out a hand and grabbed Sheng Aiguo's fist.

"Ok?"

"Crack!"

"Kaka!"

"Ahhh!"

Lin Zhao tightened his grip on Sheng Aiguo's fist and twisted it, turning his entire arm in a whirl.

Sheng Aiguo cried out in pain, but despite his tall and strong physique, he couldn't muster any strength and couldn't break free from Lin Zhao at all.

"Ouch! It hurts! My hand!"

Lin Zhao quickly crippled both of Sheng Aiguo's arms.

"Miss Lin!"

Song Yuhua could no longer hold back. Sheng Aiguo had been injured while standing up for her, so Song Yuhua stepped forward and used the physical skills she had learned at the military academy to take down Lin Zhao.

But Song Yuhua was no match for Lin Zhao. Before she could even see how Lin Zhao made his move, she was suddenly dizzy, felt a sharp pain in the back of her knee, and was wrestled to the ground by Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao held her hands with one hand and stepped on her shoulder with the other.

"what!"

Song Yuhua still cried out in pain.

"Lin Zhao! Don't go too far!"

At this moment, Zhao Yitao, who had been pretending to be mute, finally spoke up to stop it.

Lin Zhao glanced at Zhao Yitao with interest.

"Am I going too far?"

Zhao Yitao frowned, stepped forward and pulled Lin Zhao aside, "Let's talk about this when we get back. This is the command post! I'm the battalion commander here, after all!"

"That's fine."

Lin Zhao shook off Song Yuhua's hands and kicked her away.

"Since you know this is the military, you're trying to use your status to pressure me."

"In the army, whoever is capable is the boss. I'll give you a chance to admit defeat wholeheartedly."

As he spoke, Lin Zhao threw a punch at Zhao Yitao.