vrcanaries Chapter 307 I'm Sorry
Chapter 307 I'm Sorry
Zhang Ling's cigarette was damp. He felt very guilty and sorry for his subordinates.
As the night deepened, a damp smell filled the headquarters. Zhang Ling sat at a wooden table in the corner, looking solemn, holding a damp and deformed cigarette in his hand. The damp tobacco gave off a faint smell, which made him feel endless regret and self-blame.
"How could I be so careless..." Zhang Ling muttered to himself, frowning. He has always been strict with material management, especially for scarce goods like cigarettes, which he cherishes even more. Cigarettes are not only a tool for him to relieve stress, but also a comfort for his brothers in difficult times. However, now these cigarettes are corroded by moisture and are almost unsmokable, which makes him feel that he has made an unforgivable mistake in a detail.
At this moment, Li Yunlong pushed the door open and saw Zhang Ling staring at the cigarette in his hand. He asked in confusion, "Captain, what are you doing? It's almost dawn, why don't you rest?"
Zhang Ling looked up at Li Yunlong, gave a bitter smile, and handed the cigarette in his hand to him. "Look, these cigarettes are all wet and can't be smoked. I've been so busy lately that I didn't even take care of such a small thing."
Li Yunlong took the cigarette, looked at it, and squeezed it. Feeling the dampness, his brows furrowed. "How could this happen? Is there something wrong with the moisture-proof measures in our warehouse?"
Zhang Ling sighed, his tone full of self-blame, "I was negligent. The weather changed so much, I should have paid attention in advance. My brothers are fighting hard on the front line every day, and it's not easy for them to smoke a cigarette to relieve stress. Now it's like this, I really feel sorry for them."
Li Yunlong looked at Zhang Ling's face full of regret, knowing that he took all the responsibility on himself, and he felt bad. He patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder and comforted him: "Captain, don't blame yourself too much. We can't control the weather, and these smoke are not a big deal. At most, I will take a few people to the nearby village tomorrow to get some more. The brothers will not blame you."
Zhang Ling shook his head, his tone still heavy, "Yunlong, this is not a problem with the cigarettes, it's my negligence. I usually emphasize details, but I can't even handle such a small matter. It's really disheartening."
Li Yunlong felt helpless when he saw Zhang Ling was so stubborn. He knew that Zhang Ling's attention to these details was almost harsh, but he also understood that Zhang Ling's character was due to his concern for his subordinates and his emphasis on the life of every soldier.
"Captain, we are now facing a war. Everyone can make mistakes in battle. No one can be perfect. You have done a good job. The brothers understand and are grateful to you. Besides, this is just some tobacco. If it doesn't work, we can smoke less in the future and use it sparingly. It won't be a big problem."
Zhang Ling sighed and looked up at Li Yunlong, his eyes full of helplessness and apology, "Yunlong, I know you don't care about these, but for me, every detail may affect the morale of the soldiers. I can't let my brothers lose even a little bit of fighting spirit on the battlefield because of my negligence."
Li Yunlong looked at Zhang Ling's worried expression and was touched. He knew that Zhang Ling always valued his soldiers more than anything else, and he didn't want to disappoint them even in the smallest matter.
"Captain, do you know what our brothers value most?" Li Yunlong suddenly spoke with a hint of firmness in his tone.
Zhang Ling looked at him puzzledly, waiting for him to continue.
"What the brothers value most is your leadership, your decisions and your concern for them. If you stop smoking, we can stop smoking too. The key is that you have to let us know that you are still in the front leading us to fight. This is the most important thing." Li Yunlong's voice was sonorous and powerful, with an unquestionable power.
Zhang Ling's eyes trembled slightly. He knew that Li Yunlong was telling the truth. He looked down at the cigarette in his hand, and the self-blame in his heart was gradually replaced by a new determination. He nodded slowly, and his tone gradually became firm. "You are right, Yunlong. No matter how important cigarettes are, they are not as important as our fighting spirit. I need to adjust my mentality and not let such a small matter affect the overall situation."
Li Yunlong smiled and nodded. "That's right, Commander. Tomorrow I will take a few brothers out to see if we can get some more tobacco. However, our current situation is not optimistic. I think we should try our best to focus on the battle."
Zhang Ling looked at Li Yunlong gratefully, stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Yunlong. I have thought it through. Tomorrow we will start making a new battle plan and put all our thoughts on how to repel the enemy."
While the two were talking, the monk suddenly appeared at the door. He saw Zhang Ling and Li Yunlong, with some hesitation in his eyes, but he finally walked in, "Captain, Yunlong, I heard that the cigarettes in the warehouse are damp?"
Zhang Ling looked at the monk and nodded awkwardly, "Yes, it was my fault for not paying attention to moisture-proofing, which caused all these tobaccos to be unusable."
The monk smiled, walked up and said, "Captain, don't take it too seriously. To be honest, we brothers have been fighting for so long and have experienced many difficult times. Not having cigarettes is not a big deal, we are all used to it."
Zhang Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Monk, don't comfort me. This is my fault. I was indeed negligent."
The monk felt sorry for Zhang Ling's self-blame, so he said casually, "Captain, you know I don't care about small things. It's good that the tobacco is damp, so I can quit smoking and keep my strength! We fight hard on the battlefield every day, so we don't have time to care about these things. Besides, fighting the Japanese is our top priority, and the brothers understand that, so you don't have to worry too much about it."
Zhang Ling felt warm in his heart when he heard this. He knew that his brothers were all brave men and would not let such a small matter affect their morale. But he couldn't help but sigh, with deep apology in his tone, "Monk, we can save on anything on the battlefield, but I don't want you to be wronged. This is my responsibility as the head of the group."
The monk laughed, "Captain, you take this too seriously! We are rough people, there is no need to be so particular. If you really want to compensate us, just buy us a few drinks after the battle."
Li Yunlong also smiled and interrupted, "Yes, Commander, this is what the brothers want. Now everyone is fighting hard, and what they want most is for us to win the battle together. After the battle, we can enjoy cigarettes and alcohol, that will be fun!"
Zhang Ling finally relaxed a little after listening to their words, and a smile appeared on his face. "Okay, that's settled! After we finish this battle, I will definitely treat you guys to a nice drink. But now, we have to focus all our attention on the battle and can't make any more mistakes."
The monk and Li Yunlong both nodded with determined looks on their faces.
"It's settled then, Captain." The monk said with a smile, "We'll all remember this, so don't think about denying your debt when the time comes!"
Zhang Ling also smiled, and the heavy feeling in his heart finally eased a lot. "Don't worry, when have I, Zhang Ling, ever defaulted on a debt? Just wait and have a good drink!"
The three of them smiled at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed. But after laughing, Zhang Ling's expression returned to seriousness. He looked at Li Yunlong and the monk, and said with determination, "However, the most important thing now is this battle. The enemy may launch a new attack at any time, and we must be fully prepared."
Li Yunlong nodded. "Yes, Commander, we don't have much room to retreat. We must hurry up and mobilize all our combat power."
The monk agreed, "We must defend this time and not let the devils have a chance to counterattack. Commander, if you have any orders, just tell me.
Zhang Ling went to the toilet and was frightened by Blind Cheng, who kicked him down.
The camp was particularly quiet under the cover of night, with only a few campfires still flickering faintly. After a busy day, Zhang Ling finally decided to go to the bathroom. He walked out of the headquarters and felt the night chill. He couldn't help but pull his coat, looked up at the few scattered stars in the sky, and felt a little more relaxed.
"I'm really tired today." Zhang Ling muttered to himself, and walked quickly towards the temporary toilet in the corner of the camp. He was thinking about the progress of the war, and various tactics and strategies were still circling in his mind.
Just as he was about to reach the toilet door, he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the darkness. Zhang Ling's heart tightened immediately, and he stopped walking, looking around vigilantly.
"Who's there?" Zhang Ling shouted in a low voice, with a hint of vigilance in his voice. He slowly approached the source of the sound, his hand unconsciously grasping the pistol at his waist.
No one responded in the darkness, only the sound of the wind blowing softly among the branches. Zhang Ling frowned and thought to himself, "Could it be a wild cat or some other small animal?" He took a few more steps forward, and suddenly, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the bushes next to him.
"Ah!" Zhang Ling screamed, and almost subconsciously raised his foot and kicked the black shadow fiercely. The black shadow groaned and fell to the ground.
Zhang Ling quickly stepped back a few steps, pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the shadow, "Don't move! Tell me your name!"
The shadow on the ground groaned, and then a familiar voice came, "Captain...it's me...Blind Cheng..."
Zhang Ling heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the voice. He quickly put away his gun and walked quickly to the shadow. "Old Cheng? Why are you hiding here?"
Blind Cheng struggled to get up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his body, and muttered, "Captain, your kick was really ruthless... You almost broke my old waist."