novelODS Chapter 139 Return
Chapter 139 Return
Chapter 139 Return
The hatred from his expulsion has never faded. Bane's occupation of Gotham this time is not only to destroy Batman, but also to use Gotham's resources to take revenge on the League of Shadows.
He secretly contacted traitors within the Alliance, attempting to overthrow the Shadow Alliance's rule through a coordinated attack from within, and Gotham was his first pawn.
Bane plans to use enhancement potions to build an army after completely taking control of Gotham, then return to the Shadow Alliance to avenge the hatred of the past.
This information was enough to change the course of the entire counterattack plan, allowing Bruce to accurately exploit Bane's weakness.
Bruce flipped through the pages one by one, his fingertips applying slight pressure, his eyes growing sharper, and his aura becoming increasingly cold.
Every piece of intelligence was like a key, unlocking the door to a counterattack; every detail was like a sharp blade, aimed directly at Bane's heart.
He looked up at Li Wei, his eyes filled with approval and gratitude.
"This intelligence is enough to destroy Bane's rule." Bruce's voice was deep and powerful. "Leeway, everything you did saved Gotham."
Li Wei gently shook his head, not taking credit for it.
"I just did what I was supposed to do," Levi said calmly. "You've protected Gotham countless times; now it's our turn to protect you and this city."
Alfred and Catwoman stood to the side, looking at the information in the notebook, deeply shocked.
They knew that Li Wei had been gathering intelligence, but they never expected that he would have gathered such comprehensive and crucial information.
From Bain's overall plan to the mercenary shift schedule, nothing was overlooked; the details were chillingly meticulous.
This intelligence is the foundation for our counterattack, the guarantee of victory, and the hope for Gotham to regain its light.
Catwoman couldn't help but speak, her tone full of admiration.
"Leeway, you're better than all the detectives in Gotham," Catwoman said. "Even I would have a hard time getting all this information."
Alfred nodded slightly, his eyes filled with gratitude and respect as he looked at Levi.
"Mr. Lee, you are a benefactor to the Wayne family, a benefactor to Gotham," Alfred said. "I will never forget your contributions in my entire life."
Li Wei smiled but didn't say anything more.
He did all this not out of gratitude, not for fame, but simply to bring Batman back and restore peace to Gotham.
"Now, we need a meticulous plan." Bruce closed his notebook, his eyes resolute, his gaze sweeping over Levi, Alfred, and Catwoman. "A decisive battle that can completely end Bane's rule."
Li Wei nodded immediately and took the initiative to speak.
"I've quietly repaired some of the equipment in the Batcave," Li Wei said. "Although it can't be fully restored, it's enough for planning, contacting the resistance, and testing equipment."
A hint of surprise flashed in Bruce's eyes.
He didn't expect that while taking care of his recovery and gathering intelligence, Li Wei was also secretly repairing the Bat Cave.
That is his foundation, the symbol of Batman, and the core of all his equipment and plans.
After Bane took over Gotham, he sent people to search Wayne Manor, but never found the underground Batcave.
Taking advantage of this, Li Wei sneaked in under cover of night and repaired the damaged equipment bit by bit.
Without tools, they stole from the police station's abandoned warehouse; without parts, they dismantled and pieced together discarded equipment; without energy, they started the backup generator.
Over several months, he single-handedly restored the abandoned bat cave to its basic functions.
"Lead the way." Bruce didn't say anything more, just two words, but they were full of power.
As night deepened, Levi led Bruce away from the cabin and headed to the Bat Cave hidden beneath Wayne Manor.
Alfred stayed at the cabin to guard the outpost and prepare supplies; Catwoman returned to Gotham City to stand by and relay the latest news.
The two walked along the mountain path, their steps slow and deliberate, avoiding the mercenaries' patrols, proceeding cautiously.
Wayne Manor has long been sealed off. The gates are tightly shut, the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and it is desolate, a far cry from its former glory.
Bruce looked at the familiar manor, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
This is his home, the place where he grew up, but now it has been occupied by the enemy and turned into a dark stronghold.
Li Wei walked to the ancient well and pressed the mechanism hidden in the tree trunk. The stone slab of the well slowly moved, revealing a staircase leading underground.
The steps were narrow and deep, filled with a damp atmosphere, with only the faint moonlight overhead illuminating the path ahead.
As you walk down the stairs, faint lights gradually illuminate the darkness.
The once magnificent and advanced Bat Cave has suffered from war and destruction, with most of its facilities severely damaged and the area in a state of disarray.
The walls were covered in cracks, the floor was littered with parts and fragments, and the giant computer screen was completely black, exuding a sense of decay and desolation.
Li Wei spent a great deal of time and effort quietly repairing the central control console, communication equipment, some weapon test benches, and basic lighting systems.
Although still damaged, it is now usable and sufficient to support the counterattack plan.
Bruce walked into the Batcave, looking at everything familiar, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
This is where he was born as Batman, where he planned countless schemes to protect Gotham, his battlefield, and his home.
He used to forge his suits, fine-tune his weapons, analyze the villains' weaknesses, and protect Gotham every night here.
Now, standing here again, my fighting spirit burns even brighter.
Li Wei walked to the central control console and skillfully operated the equipment. Instantly, a panoramic map of Gotham was projected onto the screen, along with all the intelligence on his laptop.
The colorful markers flashed on the screen, clear and easy to understand.
"Bruce, we can come up with the most detailed counterattack plan here," Levi said. "The control panel can connect to Sheriff Gordon's secret communicator and also contact Robin and the vigilantes."
Bruce walked to the control panel, his gaze falling on the screen. He quickly scanned the intelligence and maps by swiping his fingers across it.
His mind raced, drawing together his past combat experience, his understanding of Gotham, and his analysis of Bane.
Every troop deployment, every defensive gap, and every key position formed a complete tactical layout in his mind.
Levi stood aside, waiting quietly, not disturbing Bruce's thoughts.
He knew that Bruce was a natural strategist, and given enough intelligence, he could devise the perfect plan.
After a moment, Bruce stopped what he was doing and looked at Levi.
"The plan is divided into three steps." Bruce's voice was clear and calm. "First, tie down enemy forces and disrupt Bane's deployment; second, destroy the drug production base and cut off his power source; third, strike at the core, defeat Bane, and reclaim Gotham."
Li Wei listened attentively and silently memorized the information.
"I'll take charge of the first step," Li Wei volunteered, taking on the most dangerous task. "I'll mobilize the remaining police force to create disturbances in multiple neighborhoods, tying down the main force of the mercenaries and preventing them from supporting each other."
"I am familiar with the mercenaries' patrol patterns and defensive weaknesses, and can draw away the most troops at the lowest cost, buying you time."
Bruce looked at Levi with a hint of worry in his eyes.
"This mission is too dangerous," Bruce said. "Bane's main force is formidable, and if you are exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable."
"I'm not afraid," Li Wei said firmly. "I've been undercover by his side for so long, I'm familiar with all his methods, and I'm confident I can get out unscathed."
"Moreover, only I can perfectly complete the task of containing the enemy; this is the key to the counterattack, and there can be no mistakes."
Bruce was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.
He knew that Li Wei was telling the truth, and he also knew that Li Wei's determination was as unbreakable as his own.
"I will assist you in contacting Commissioner Gordon and gathering all available resources," Bruce said. "Loyal police officers, vigilantes, and underground resistance forces will all be under your command."
"Understood," Li Wei replied, his heart filled with a sense of mission.
Next, the two continued to refine their plan.
Catwoman is tasked with infiltrating the potion production base, planting bombs, and waiting for the signal to detonate; Robin leads the vigilantes to storm the old town's armory, seize weapons, and support the front lines; Bruce personally heads to the docks to confront Bane and end the war.
Sheriff Gordon led the remaining police force, working with Levi to create chaos in the city and distract the mercenaries.
The underground resistance forces were responsible for evacuating the people, protecting the elderly, women, and children, and preventing innocent casualties.
Every step is interconnected, and every step is precise and error-free.
Any mistake in any step could cause the entire plan to fail, putting everyone in danger.
During a break in planning, Li Wei walked to the parking area for the Bat fighter jets.
The massive bat-shaped fighter jet remained in its original position, its fuselage damaged, but Li Wei had secretly repaired its core components.
Its streamlined fuselage, black paint, and iconic bat wings still exude a sense of intimidation.
Li Wei looked up at the fighter jet, his eyes serious, and began to repeatedly recall the operating procedures of the Bat fighter jet in his mind.
Takeoff, landing, weapon systems, defense systems, stealth mode, emergency escape—every detail was repeatedly recalled until it was thoroughly memorized.
He had studied fighter jet operation with Bruce, and although he wasn't very proficient, he was able to take control in emergencies.
He knew that anything could happen in the final battle.
If Bruce is in danger, if the resistance suffers heavy losses, if Gotham needs final support, the Batplane is the last trump card.
He must prepare for the worst and be ready to fly his fighter jet to the battlefield at any time.
Even at the cost of their lives, they would protect Batman and Gotham's last hope.
The supplies sent by Alfred were secretly transported into the Bat Cave, including food, medicine, weapons, and ammunition.
The old steward managed everything perfectly, ensuring that there would be no logistical problems during the final battle.
He also prepared healing potions and energy boosters to ensure Bruce's recovery.
Everything is ready, just waiting for the perfect moment to launch the final offensive.
As the days went by, Bruce's recovery became faster and faster.
Inside the bat cave, he underwent intensive combat training, familiarizing himself with every piece of equipment and adjusting every weapon to regain his peak condition.
He put his combat boots back on, donned his wrist guards, and picked up his batarang; every movement was sharp and precise.
He tested the latest Batsuit, which enhanced its defensive capabilities and added stealth and offensive features.
His posture grew increasingly upright, his aura increasingly imposing, and his gaze increasingly sharp; the Dark Knight of the past had returned in full force.
Li Wei looked at him, his heart filled with relief.
He knew that the day of the decisive battle was drawing ever closer.
That day, Bruce walked to the cabinet where the Batsuit was stored and slowly opened the door.
The black bat suit hung quietly inside, its cape flowing, its emblem striking, still exuding an awe-inspiring majesty that seemed to terrify the darkness.
After being repaired and improved by Li Wei, the battle suit is lighter, stronger, and has a significantly enhanced defensive capability than before.
Bruce reached out and gently stroked the fabric of his suit, feeling the familiar touch on his fingertips.
That's the feeling of protecting Gotham, the feeling of upholding justice, the feeling of never giving up.
He slowly picked up his battle armor and, under Li Wei's watchful gaze, put it on bit by bit.
The close-fitting battle suit perfectly hugged his body, outlining his tall and powerful profile. He put on a mask, covering his face, revealing only a pair of sharp, eagle-like eyes.
At that moment, Bruce Wayne disappeared, and Batman officially returned.
He stood in the center of the bat cave, his posture upright and imposing, radiating a chilling sense of oppression that seemed to pierce through all darkness.
The entire bat cave seemed to come alive again because of his presence, and the dormant equipment seemed to be waiting for its master's command.
Li Wei looked at Batman in front of him, his eyes slightly warm.
Months of perseverance, months of companionship, months of waiting—we've finally reached this moment.
Gotham's hope has truly returned.
The city shrouded in darkness is about to be bathed in the light of dawn; the long-running evil is about to be thoroughly purged by justice.
Li Wei walked up to Batman, his eyes resolute and his tone solemn.
"Everything is ready, all forces are on standby."
Batman looked at Li Wei and nodded slightly, a hint of trust flashing in his eyes.
This trust was earned through countless days and nights of companionship and unwavering commitment; it is a tacit understanding forged in the face of life and death.
"Set off."
Two simple words shattered the silence of the Bat Cave and sounded the horn of counterattack.
Li Wei turned around, walked to the communications station, and began contacting Sheriff Gordon to issue the first order.
Electricity travels through hidden communication lines, transmitting instructions to every resistance stronghold in Gotham.
Upon receiving instructions, Sheriff Gordon immediately led the remaining police force to carry out the plan and create disturbances in the old city.
Robin led the vigilantes stealthily toward the armory in the old town, awaiting the signal to attack.
Catwoman infiltrates an abandoned factory in the port area, searching for the best location to plant the bomb, concealing herself and awaiting orders.
The underground resistance forces began evacuating the population, moving the elderly, women, and children to safe areas to avoid the spread of the war.
Throughout Gotham, undercurrents were swirling, and all forces of resistance were making final preparations for the decisive battle.
Li Wei stood in front of the communications console, methodically coordinating the forces from all sides, calm and composed.
He lay low for months, finally waiting for the moment to strike back. All the forbearance and danger would erupt at this moment.
Batman walked to the control panel, his eyes sharp as knives as he looked at the constantly updated intelligence on the screen.
His only target is Bain.
He wants to personally destroy Bane's rule, personally reclaim Gotham, and personally make the darkness disappear completely.
He wanted the people of Gotham to know that Batman never left, never gave up, and was never defeated.
Looking at the renewed fighting spirit in Bruce's eyes, and seeing his upright figure as he donned the Batsuit again, Li Wei felt an unwavering resolve in his heart.
Gotham's hope is about to return, and the moment of the final battle is drawing ever closer.
The night outside the window remained deep, and Gotham's darkness still lingered.
But Li Wei knew that light was about to pierce the darkness, and justice was about to descend upon the world.
Batman's cape will soon soar once again through the Gotham night sky.
The bat's sharp edge is about to pierce the gloom and illuminate the entire city.
And he will always stand by the hero's side, never abandoning him, and fighting side by side.
Until dawn breaks, until justice prevails, until Gotham returns to peace, until all darkness is completely dispelled.
He will stand by Batman until the very end, to protect Gotham, to protect hope, and to protect this hard-won light.