Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Zhang Ling nodded and continued to explain: "According to the instructions of this system, we will receive a large amount of supplies, including weapons, ammunition, medical equipment and food supplies. These supplies will be delivered directly to our camp through specific channels and will arrive tomorrow at the latest."

Zhao Gang was a little bit unbelievable for a moment, and he couldn't help asking: "Commander, can so many supplies really arrive in such a short time?"

Zhang Ling looked at the text that kept appearing on the telegraph machine, and said firmly, "Since the superiors have activated this system, it means they are ready. I believe these supplies will arrive on time."

Zhao Gang took a deep breath and a long-lost smile appeared on his face. "Commander, this is really great news! Our soldiers can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Zhang Ling's mood gradually relaxed. He knew that this time the supplies could not only solve the current difficulties, but also greatly enhance the combat effectiveness and morale of the troops.

"Zhao Gang, gather all officers immediately. We need to formulate a plan for receiving and distributing supplies immediately. Once the supplies arrive, we must quickly distribute them to various troops to ensure there are no delays." Zhang Ling gave the order decisively, his eyes full of enthusiasm.

Zhao Gang nodded immediately and said excitedly: "Yes, Chief, I will arrange it right away!"

Zhang Ling watched Zhao Gang's hurriedly leaving back, and a long-lost sense of pride surged in his heart. He knew that this material support was not only the assistance of his superiors, but also the trust in them. He must go all out and live up to his superiors' expectations.

Soon after, all the officers gathered in the headquarters, and Zhang Ling stood in front of the map and explained in detail the upcoming supplies and distribution plan. Everyone listened carefully, and the atmosphere was filled with an indescribable excitement and expectation.

"Comrades, this time the supplies can not only solve our current predicament, but also greatly enhance our combat effectiveness. Our superiors have high hopes for us, and we must be prepared to quickly receive and distribute these supplies." Zhang Ling's voice was sonorous and powerful, full of the majesty of a commander.

Zhao Gang added: "Everyone, after the supplies are distributed, each unit must ensure that they are received in a timely manner and that they are properly stored and protected. Any negligence will affect our overall combat effectiveness."

An officer stood up and asked excitedly, "Commander, what exactly does this shipment include? How should we prioritize its distribution?"

Zhang Ling smiled and replied: "According to the information on the telegram, the supplies this time include weapons, ammunition, medical equipment, food, clothing and various daily necessities. The principle of priority distribution is to meet the needs of the combat troops first, and then the logistics and support troops."

Another officer also stood up and asked, "Commander, will the delivery of so many supplies to us attract the enemy's attention? Do we need to strengthen our defenses?"

Zhang Ling nodded and said, "This question is very important. Once the supplies arrive, we must immediately organize defense forces to ensure the safe transportation and distribution of the supplies. We cannot let the enemy take advantage of any opportunity."

The meeting continued in a tense and orderly atmosphere. Officers raised suggestions and questions one after another, and Zhang Ling answered them one by one and adjusted the plan based on everyone's opinions. The entire command was full of cohesion, and everyone was making full preparations for the upcoming supplies.

As night fell, Zhang Ling stood alone outside the headquarters, looking at the night sky in the distance, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart. After a whole day of preparation, he felt that the responsibility on his shoulders was heavier, but at the same time he was full of confidence and hope.

"Chief, what are you thinking about?" Zhao Gang walked over quietly and saw Zhang Ling's back, and couldn't help asking.

Zhang Ling turned around and said with a smile: "I think the arrival of this supply will not only solve our urgent needs, but also give us an advantage in the next battle. We can't let our superiors down."

Zhao Gang nodded, his eyes showing determination, "Commander, don't worry, we will make good use of these supplies and defeat the enemy."

Zhang Ling's eyes flashed with determination. He patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder and said in a deep and powerful voice, "Yes, Zhao Gang, we must win. This is not only for ourselves, but also for those who trust us."

Zhao Gang nodded vigorously, "Commander, I understand. We must let the enemy know who is the real fighter this time.

Zhang Ling saw countless parachutes appearing in the sky, and it seemed that danger was coming, so he mobilized urgently.

The morning sun shines on the camp, the soldiers are doing daily training, and the camp is filled with a peaceful atmosphere. Zhang Ling stands in front of the headquarters, feeling relaxed. A batch of supplies has arrived successfully, the supply problem has been solved, and the morale of the troops has gradually recovered. But this calm did not last long.

Suddenly, there was a low roar in the sky, Zhang Ling looked up and saw dense black spots gradually appearing in the distant sky. At first, these black spots seemed very small, but as time went by, they gradually approached, and Zhang Ling's eyes became sharper.

"What is that?" Zhang Ling whispered to himself, quickly picked up the telescope and observed those black spots. When he saw them clearly, his heart was suddenly shocked. Those black spots turned out to be hundreds of parachutes, slowly descending from the sky, densely covering the entire sky.

"The enemy is coming!" Zhang Ling's heart was alarmed. He realized that these parachutes were likely a precursor to the enemy's airborne raid. The enemy obviously wanted to launch a surprise attack through airborne troops and catch them off guard.

Zhang Ling immediately turned around, his tone full of urgency, "Zhao Gang, come here quickly!"

Zhao Gang ran over immediately upon hearing the voice. Seeing Zhang Ling's stern expression, he couldn't help but ask, "Chief, what happened?"

Zhang Ling pointed to the sky and said quickly and coldly, "The enemy's airborne troops are coming! There are quite a few of them. It may be a large-scale airborne raid! We must mobilize immediately and prepare for defense!"

Zhao Gang was shocked when he heard this. He looked up at the sky and saw countless parachutes slowly descending. His face suddenly became solemn as he realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Commander, the enemy came too suddenly. Our troops are still in training. We must notify them as soon as possible!" Zhao Gang said anxiously.

Zhang Ling quickly issued an order, his voice filled with unquestionable majesty: "Zhao Gang, immediately mobilize all soldiers and enter the first level combat readiness state! Let all troops quickly assemble and deploy according to the predetermined defense plan! In addition, immediately contact the logistics troops to ensure sufficient supply of materials and ammunition!"

Zhao Gang nodded quickly, then turned and ran to the communications room in the headquarters and began to issue mobilization orders. The alarm in the camp sounded, and the soldiers who were originally training quickly put down everything in their hands and assembled urgently, and the whole camp fell into a tense atmosphere.

Zhang Ling stood in front of the command post, his eyes flashing with anxiety and determination. He knew that the enemy's airborne assault was coming fiercely, and if they could not quickly organize an effective defense, the entire camp might be in crisis.

"Commander, all troops have begun to assemble, and each unit is deploying according to plan." Zhao Gang ran out of the communications room and reported quickly.

Zhang Ling nodded, his eyes still fixed on the sky, and said in a deep voice: "Very good, we must race against time and not give the enemy any chance. Inform the commanders of each unit to use bunkers and fortifications as much as possible, do not engage the enemy head-on, and stabilize the position first."

Zhao Gang immediately conveyed Zhang Ling's instructions, and the soldiers quickly entered their respective defensive positions under the tense and orderly command. Zhang Ling knew that although the enemy's airborne troops were numerous, they were most vulnerable when landing. As long as they defended properly, they had a chance to repel the enemy.

"Zhao Gang, arrange some snipers and machine gunners to defend on the high ground, specifically targeting those enemies who are about to land. Airborne troops are most vulnerable to attack when they just land, and we must use this opportunity to severely damage them." Zhang Ling commanded calmly, thinking quickly about a response plan in his mind.

"Understood, Chief, I'll arrange it right away!" Zhao Gang left quickly and began to carry out the order.

Time passed by bit by bit. As the enemy's parachute got closer and closer, the soldiers on the ground were all on edge. Everyone knew that this would be a tough battle. Zhang Ling stood in the command post, carefully observing the enemy's movements through a telescope, thinking about the next move.

Suddenly, several dull explosions were heard in the distance. Zhang Ling knew that the enemy's first wave of airborne troops had begun to make contact with the ground defense forces. He immediately picked up the radio and calmly and quickly issued an order: "Attention, all troops, maintain your positions, give priority to killing the airborne enemy commanders, and cut off their command system!"

Firm responses from commanders of various troops came over the radio, and Zhang Ling knew that everyone had entered the highest state of alert.

The battle started soon, and the airborne enemy troops were hit hard by Zhang Ling's troops as soon as they landed. The accurate shooting of snipers and the suppression of machine gun fire made the enemy pay a heavy price as soon as they landed. Zhang Ling saw through the telescope that the enemy's airborne troops were caught off guard, and some parachutes were hit before they could land and fell directly from the air.

"Commander, our defense line is very solid. The enemy didn't expect us to react so quickly." Zhao Gang ran back to the command center with a rare smile on his face.

Zhang Ling nodded, his tone still calm, "Very good, continue to suppress them with firepower, don't let them have the opportunity to organize an effective counterattack. We must deal a fatal blow to them before they gain a firm foothold."

As the battle continued, Zhang Ling's troops gradually gained the upper hand. Although the enemy's airborne troops were numerous, they were unable to break through the defense line under Zhang Ling's effective command and the strong defense of the soldiers.

However, Zhang Ling still did not relax. He knew that although the enemy's airborne troops were severely damaged, this was only the first wave of attacks. It was very likely that the enemy had a larger force waiting in the rear, and if they could not quickly resolve this crisis, the situation would become more complicated.

"Zhao Gang, contact your superiors immediately, report the current battle situation, and request further support." Zhang Ling gave the order quickly. He knew that now was not the time to be complacent. They needed more support to deal with the next battle.

Zhao Gang nodded immediately and said, "Understood, Chief, I'll contact them right away."

Zhang Ling watched Zhao Gang's departing back and secretly prayed that support from his superiors would arrive in time. He knew that the outcome of this battle would not only depend on the weapons and supplies in their hands, but also on their wisdom and courage.

The parachutes in the sky gradually became scarce, and the battle on the ground gradually entered a white-hot stage. Zhang Ling kept an eye on the progress of the battle and thought about the next tactical arrangement. Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a hillside in the distance. The terrain there was extremely steep, which could be used as a natural firing point.

"Zhao Gang, tell our artillery to set up artillery positions on the hillside and suppress the enemy from high above!" Zhang Ling quickly gave the order via radio.

Zhao Gang responded quickly: "Yes, Chief!"

As the order was conveyed, the artillerymen moved quickly and transported the artillery to the position on the hillside. Zhang Ling looked at the soldiers' quick response and felt a sense of pride in his heart. He knew that their troops had been tempered countless times, and everyone could show their best at the critical moment.

As the artillery on the hillside began to fire, the enemy's position suffered another devastating blow. Zhang Ling saw through the telescope that the enemy's formation had begun to become chaotic, and it was obvious that they had not expected to be hit by such a fierce counterattack.

"The enemy has begun to retreat!" Zhao Gang shouted excitedly.

Zhang Ling remained calm, knowing that the battle was not over yet. "Don't relax, continue to suppress the enemy until you are sure that the enemy has completely retreated!"