Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

In the winter of 2024, a team of fully armed special forces marched quickly on the Loess Plateau.

Squadron leader Wang Meng took out the battlefield dynamic monitoring panel to determine the location of the troops.

"Zhang Xuan, tell the brothers to work harder. We must jump out and get behind the Red Army before they can surround us."

"Okay, no problem. We are the special operations team! I'll wind these brats up and speed them up!"

After the tall and strong Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he gave the order and slapped the heads of the soldiers one by one.

"Speed ​​up, speed up, stop being like an old lady with bound feet!"

Just as Zhang Xuan ran back, a well-mannered officer wearing glasses and carrying a three-star badge walked over quickly.

"Captain Wang, there is heavy fog ahead. Visibility is too low to see the road. Do you want to let the soldiers rest for a while?"

This well-mannered officer is none other than the infamous "bespectacled thug" and special operations squadron instructor Lin Shubing, who holds a double bachelor's degree in military and foreign languages ​​from the National University of Defense Technology and a master's degree in weapons and equipment.

"Instructor, we can't rest now. It looks like the fog won't dissipate in a short time. We can take advantage of the fog to get through."

"Okay, I'll give the soldiers a heads up!"

After Lin Shubing finished speaking, he bent down and gave instructions to everyone one by one.

Wang Meng looked at his two partners, one literary and the other martial. Although they usually talked a lot, they were both very clear on the big issues.

After more than two hours of forced march, the special operations squadron finally came out of the fog. Zhang Xuan, the team leader, frowned and wiped the sweat from his face.

"It can be considered as coming out."

Zhang Xuan looked around and pressed the throat-vibrating intercom.

"Reckless man, reckless man, I am a Taoist priest, I have walked out, everything is normal, but it is a little weird."

"Got it, Reckless Man. I'll go take a look."

(Wang Meng's code name is "Meng" because of the word "Meng", and Zhang Xuan's code name is "Daoist" because of the word "Xuan")

Wang Meng quickly walked from the middle of the team to the front, emerged from the thick fog, took out a high-powered electronic telescope and looked around. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

"It does seem a little strange. Why is it so desolate? There is not a single person in sight. I remember that the cement roads connecting every village had been built to our doorsteps a long time ago. Why can't we see a single piece of cement here?"

Just as the two were discussing there, there was a loud "bang" explosion.

Instructor Lin Shubing ran quickly to the front of the team.

"Scout, scout, where are you firing?"

The scout climbed up the hill and took out the bionic reconnaissance drone that looked like a bird, but there was no response after pressing the button for a long time.

When the scout checked the network, he found that all links to the satellite were disconnected.

"Captain, the satellite connection is disconnected!"

Wang Meng quickly looked at his tablet computer, and sure enough, there was a big exclamation mark flashing on the network connection!

Oh no, has the Red Army breached the network? Or has the entire area been disrupted? Or has the director's office gone crazy and unplugged their network cable?

Wang Meng pressed the throat-vibration intercom.

"Everyone, test call, report in turn."

There were waves of voices reporting numbers.

"1, 2, 3,..., 108."

Including these three, there are a total of 111 special forces members.

Fortunately, they were equipped with the latest portable local area communication equipment, and the connection between more than 100 people has not been cut off.

"Come, let's hold an impromptu meeting. Let's vote by raising our hands. First, we will proceed according to the established target. Second, we will deviate the established route by 15 degrees when we go to fire the cannon. Once we have reviewed it, we can leave!"

Just as they were talking, there were several more explosions and dense gunfire.

"Raise your hands if you agree with plan one!"

Lin Shubing was the only one who raised his hand.

"Raise your hands if you agree with option 2!"

As expected, Wang Meng and Zhang Xuan raised their hands, Lin Shubing frowned, opened and closed his mouth.

"Okay, target the explosion and march at full speed!"

"Yes!"

The special operations brigade marched at full speed towards the direction of the explosion. The sound of gunfire became louder and louder, and even the sound of stray bullets could be heard.

"Captain Wang, aren't we the only ones equipped with live ammunition? That whooshing sound doesn't sound like blanks being fired, does it?"

"Zhang Xuan, take a squad and check it out. Be careful!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Xuan brought a dozen people with him, quickened his pace and ran towards the smoking valley, and found a hilltop to observe.

"Rough man, rough man, I'm a Taoist priest, nothing to do, someone is filming a movie! An anti-Japanese drama! I just looked through the electronic telescope, there are many big stars, including your favorite teacher Li Youbin!"

When Wang Meng heard that it was a movie, he felt relieved. But now movies are made with live ammunition? Something is wrong. Let's go check it out first!

Lin Shubing coughed twice lightly.

"Captain Wang, we have a mission!"

"Instructor, this is not right. Our area has been sealed off for a long time because of the exercise. How did the crew get in? Besides, do you use live ammunition for filming a movie?"

Lin Shubing originally thought that Wang Meng was just abusing his power for personal gain to see his idol, but now it seems that what he said does make some sense.

"Captain Wang, do you want to prepare for the first level of battle?"

"Okay! Everyone, load the gun and release the safety!"

Wang Meng crouched down and quickly climbed to the top of the mountain. He leaned against Zhang Xuan, leaned on him with his elbow, and looked at the messy "battlefield" through the telescope.

There were corpses everywhere, and some of them looked like they had just fallen down and were still bleeding.

"Captain Wang, it's so realistic, isn't it? I just saw the Japanese soldier's head being chopped off!"

Just as they were talking, a stray bullet hit them directly in front of them.

Wang Meng picked up the bullet, looked at it, and then took out the bullets from the magazine to compare them.

"Something's wrong, this is a 6.5 caliber!"

Zhang Xuan put away his expression of watching a show, his face became serious, he took the bullet and looked at it carefully.

"Damn, it's true, but I remember that only foreign troops or Japanese Type 6.5 rifles have mm rifles?"

With a loud bang, a shattered arm flew in front of them.

A strong smell of blood came.

Wang Meng and Zhang Xuan are both veterans who have participated in border battles, and this taste is very familiar to them.

Performance accident?

Just when the two were at a loss, the scouts caught a "little actor" wearing gray cloth clothes.

"Let me ask you, why are you acting here?"

"Fuck it, let me go. Which unit are you from? I'm fighting the Japanese!"

"Fight the Japs? What Japs?"

"You little devils! Are you Chinese or not?"

Wang Meng and Zhang Xuan looked at each other and checked the equipment of this "little actor". He was armed with live ammunition!

The three-person group met again and came to a conclusion: all signs indicated that they had traveled through time together!

"Okay, now that we've traveled through time, let's teach the devils a lesson!"

"agree!"

"agree!"

"I order Vice Captain Zhang to understand the enemy and our own situation and the battlefield situation, and Instructor Lin to be responsible for pre-war mobilization!"

"Yes!"

Wang Meng asked the scout to let go of the young soldier and started asking him questions.

"Which unit are you from?"

"The New 129st Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the th Division!"

"Fuck, your leader is called Li Yunlong!"

The young soldier looked at the man in fancy clothes in front of him with vigilance, and unconsciously reached for the only grenade on his waist.

"Do you know our leader?"

"More than an acquaintance, we're old acquaintances!"

"Then go and save our new group!"