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

"You...you...how did you..."

Zhao Yitao developed a stutter.

With the Jian army's offensive so fierce, he, Song Yuhua, and Zhang Tiesheng's three sides were all badly beaten. He thought Lin Zhao's side was already dead...

"Enough with the nonsense, Zhang Tiesheng. You take the rest of the men and come with me to rush out and join Sun Xiaomei and the others. I've already dealt with Jianjun; they won't last much longer!"

Lin Zhao quickly dropped his playful expression and began giving instructions.

Hope rekindled in Zhang Tiesheng's eyes, and he was so excited that he forgot the pain from his wounds.

"Okay! Okay! Sister Zhao! I'll fight my way out with you!"

He immediately began taking a headcount.

Lin Zhao glanced at Zhao Yitao and Song Yuhua.

"If you can still kill the enemy, then get over here. We'll settle accounts with you later for disobeying military orders."

After saying that, she rushed out again.

Zhao Yitao and Song Yuhua exchanged a glance, their faces extremely grim.

Lin Zhao kept his word.

After leading Sun Xiaomei and others through the armored forces' defenses, she heard that Zhao Yitao and his men had encountered trouble in the rear, so she immediately turned around and charged back.

Even if the Jian army attacked from three directions, not to mention that Sun Xiaomei and the others had been trained by Lin Zhao, she alone could easily wipe out all three Jian army groups.

After dealing with the remaining remnants of the army, Lin Zhao ordered his men to escort Zhao Yitao and Song Yuhua to the burial site in their camp.

It was supposed to be a burial ground, but the conditions on the battlefield were rudimentary; it was just a large pit filled with corpses.

Those were soldiers who had sacrificed their lives in battle after battle. Those whose bodies were still intact were dragged here for collective cremation. Many of them had been blasted beyond recognition by artillery fire, some were even disemboweled, missing limbs, etc.

As for those that were directly blasted apart or crushed into mud by large armored vehicles, they could not rest in peace here.

Lin Zhao had Zhao Yitao and Song Yuhua pinned down in front of the large pit, his face as cold as ice.

"I was going to delay my attack because you were willing to fight for the country, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid. I told you to hold your positions properly, but you insisted on overestimating yourselves and going against the Jianjun army!"

Zhao Yitao was filled with remorse and guilt. He was already feeling guilty for the sacrificed soldiers. When Lin Zhao scolded him, he almost cried and snot on the ground.

Song Yuhua was also very sad, but her status was different from Zhao Yitao's. She was a staff officer sent down by her superiors and still tried to struggle.

"Lin... Lin Zhao!"

Song Yuhua shouted, "We also want to lighten the burden on the army! If the Jianjun lands on both sides of the river and allows them to join us, wouldn't that cut off our retreat route again? We are doing this for everyone's sake!"

"Snapped!"

"For everyone's sake? And how well have you done? If you don't have the skills, don't take on the job!"

Lin Zhao slapped Song Yuhua without any mercy.

"I told you to stay put, so stay put. Once I've destroyed the armored forces of the Jian Army, the troops that landed on both banks will have joined up. On my way back, I'll be able to annihilate them all in one fell swoop!"

"But you, overestimating yourselves, disobeyed military orders for your own selfish reasons, causing so many soldiers to die in battle!"

"I think you could die a thousand times over and it wouldn't be a pity!"

"Crack! Bang!"

As Lin Zhao spoke, he got angry. Seeing Zhao Yitao's cowardly appearance, he slapped him once, not enough. He then kicked Zhao Yitao to the ground and stomped on him several times.

"Today, I will cut off your head in front of these hundreds and thousands of brothers, to let them know in heaven!"

As he spoke, Lin Zhao conjured a Godslayer sword out of thin air and slashed it down at Zhao Yitao's neck without hesitation.

"Pfft."

Blood splattered three feet high, and Zhao Yitao's body remained kneeling, but his head had already rolled into the mass grave.

"Go and atone for your sins!"

Lin Zhao spat on Zhao Yitao's head.

Lin Zhao's act of killing a general without order was already against the rules, and everyone was even more surprised to see her produce a long sword out of thin air.

But no one stepped forward to say a word.

Lin Zhao's venting of anger was not wrong, nor was his cursing. Zhao Yitao killed hundreds of his brothers and sisters who were with him day and night because of his incompetence and pettiness.

They clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, wishing they could also go up and eat Zhao Yitao's corpse.

They should thank Lin Zhao instead.

Of those present, only Song Yuhua was truly terrified by Lin Zhao.

Her eyes widened as she sobbed, her face burning hot.

"You...how could you...we didn't want to...we didn't want to either...we didn't know about your arrangements..."

"Didn't you know? Didn't I tell you beforehand?"

Lin Zhao laughed in anger, then turned around and looked coldly at Song Yuhua.

"If you just openly admit that you don't respect me, I'll respect you as a woman!"

"I...I didn't..." Song Yuhua bit her lip and tried to argue.

She suddenly sensed the murderous aura emanating from Lin Zhao, and upon glancing at Zhao Yitao's corpse, she trembled all over.

"After all, I'm still a staff officer sent down from above! I was originally..."

"Pfft!"

"You idiot, your brain is useless now!"

Lin Zhao, impatient with Song Yuhua's continued arguing, still chopped off her head with a single stroke.

Song Yuhua's eyes were still open, and she looked like she was arguing with a defiant expression.

"Save your breath for repentance in the underworld!"

Lin Zhao stomped on her eyeball and popped it out.

"Go and retrieve Zhao Yitao and Song Yuhua's heads, place them in front of the burial pit, and keep their bodies kneeling!"

"Pour oil and start a fire!"

"To comfort the souls of our brothers in heaven!"

Lin Zhao gave the loud order, and the soldiers who had been standing by watching him carry out the execution finally came to their senses and immediately obeyed.

Amidst the raging fire, Zhao Yitao and Song Yuhua knelt eternally before the bodies of these innocent soldiers who had sacrificed their lives.

……

After finishing his business in the military, Zhang Tiesheng went to see Lin Zhao.

He was very worried that Lin Zhao would be punished by the army for killing without order. After thinking about it for a day and a night, he finally mustered up the courage to go to Lin Zhao.

"Sister Zhao! Run!"

He did not resent Lin Zhao for killing Zhao Yitao. On the contrary, he admired Lin Zhao immensely. Regardless of whether Lin Zhao was a human or a ghost, he only knew that Lin Zhao led them to victory and saved the lives of many brothers!

“Sister Zhao, you run! If the higher-ups come looking for you, I’d rather die than tell them where you are! None of us brothers will say a word!” Zhang Tiesheng said again.

Lin Zhao looked up from the map and saw Zhang Tiesheng's anxious expression. She frowned and slapped Zhang Tiesheng on the forehead.

"Run? Where can I run to? Why should I run?"

Zhang Tiesheng didn't even cry out in pain, and said straight: "Go abroad! Study overseas and cross oceans! Go wherever it's as far as possible!"

"Studying abroad and crossing the sea?" Lin Zhao murmured, "You've reminded me."

"What?" Zhang Tiesheng didn't understand Lin Zhao's meaning.

Lin Zhao looked at him and asked, "Do you know the location of the Jianjun Operations Command Post?"