Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Zhao Gang nodded and said, "Understood, Commander! We will definitely hold our position and will never let the enemy succeed!"

As time went on, the enemy's offensive gradually weakened, and they obviously realized that this airborne assault did not achieve the expected effect. Zhang Ling's defense line remained solid, and the soldiers were in high spirits. After this fierce battle, they trusted Zhang Ling's command more and strengthened their belief in victory.

"Commander, the enemy has begun to retreat! We have successfully defended the line!" Zhao Gang reported excitedly, his tone full of pride.

Zhang Ling heaved a sigh of relief, the tension in his heart finally released. He looked at the tired but triumphant smiles of the soldiers, and a strong sense of accomplishment surged in his heart.

"Very good, everyone performed very well. This victory is not only a success of our defense, but also a heavy blow to the enemy." Zhang Ling's voice was filled with relief and pride.

Zhao Gang also laughed and said with emotion: "Commander, you have always

Zhang Ling learned a pincer tactic and decided to launch an attack on the enemy.

The night was dark, and only a faint light was left in the camp. The soldiers were resting and gathering their strength for tomorrow's battle. However, Zhang Ling was not sleepy. He sat alone in the command center, with a detailed tactical map spread out on the table. Under the light, his eyes were focused and firm, and the pencil in his hand kept moving on the map, outlining the battle routes.

Zhang Ling recently learned a new pincer tactic, the core of which is to divide the troops to encircle the enemy in battle, and launch attacks from the flank and rear at the same time, so that the enemy is trapped in a dilemma of being attacked from both sides, and finally besieged and eliminated. This tactic may be the key to turning the tide in the current battle.

Zhao Gang walked into the headquarters and saw Zhang Ling still studying the map. He couldn't help but ask, "Commander, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

Zhang Ling looked up at Zhao Gang and smiled, but his eyes were still filled with deep thought. "Zhao Gang, I just thought of a new battle plan, which may be crucial to the next battle."

When Zhao Gang heard this, he immediately perked up and came forward to ask, "What's the plan, Chief?"

Zhang Ling pointed to several key points on the map, his tone was filled with excitement and caution, "I recently learned a pincer tactic, which is mainly to divide troops to encircle the enemy's flanks and rear, trap the enemy in a relatively narrow area, and then gradually compress their living space until they are completely eliminated."

Zhao Gang looked at the map and asked with a little doubt: "Commander, this tactic sounds good, but are our current troops sufficient to implement such a combat plan? The enemy's manpower and firepower should not be underestimated. If we fail to execute accurately, they may counterattack."

Zhang Ling nodded, indicating that he understood Zhao Gang's concerns. "You are right. The key to the success of the pincer tactic lies in the accuracy and speed of execution. We must ensure that we complete the encirclement before the enemy reacts and do not give them any chance to breathe."

Zhao Gang pondered for a moment, then nodded solemnly and said, "Commander, since you are confident, I fully support you. As long as we command properly, we have a chance to catch the enemy off guard."

Zhang Ling's eyes flashed with determination. He knew that this battle would be a great test for them. He had to be perfect in tactics and execution without any mistakes.

"Zhao Gang, we will hold a meeting of all commanders tomorrow morning, and I will explain the combat plan in detail. Every detail must be fully understood. Only in this way can we ensure the success of the tactics." There was an unquestionable firmness in Zhang Ling's voice.

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

Zhang Ling looked at Zhao Gang's departing back, his heart full of determination. He knew that this battle was not only related to their victory, but also to the direction of the entire war. If the pincer tactic succeeded, the enemy's main force would be completely wiped out, which would be a huge turning point.

The next morning, all the commanders gathered in the headquarters. Zhang Ling stood in front of the map with a serious and focused expression. He knew that this meeting would determine the success or failure of the next battle.

"Everyone, I developed a new battle plan last night. In this battle, we will adopt a pincer tactic, dividing our forces to encircle the enemy and launching attacks from the flank and rear simultaneously." Zhang Ling went straight to the point.

The commanders all showed puzzled expressions. Zhao Gang stood aside and added: "The commander's plan is to quickly surround the enemy, trap them in a narrow area, and completely eliminate them."

Zhang Ling pointed to several key points on the map and continued to explain: "Our forces will be divided into three routes. The first route will attack head-on to attract the enemy's main force; the second route will encircle them from the north to cut off their logistics supply lines; the third route will bypass them from the south to directly block the enemy's retreat. The three armies will form a huge encirclement and complete the encirclement before the enemy can react."

A commander frowned and asked: "Captain, although the enemy's forces are strong, their command system has always been responsive. Do we have enough time to complete the encirclement?"

Zhang Ling looked at him calmly, his voice full of unquestionable confidence, "Although the enemy's command system is fast, our actions this time are even faster. I have studied the enemy's deployment, and their flank and rear defenses are relatively weak. As long as we act quickly, we can completely encircle them before they can react."

Another commander raised his doubts: "Commander, what if the enemy realizes our intention and retreats early?"

Zhang Ling smiled slightly, with a glimmer of wisdom in his eyes. "This is exactly what we want to take advantage of. If the enemy senses danger, they will definitely try to retreat. But we have blocked their retreat route. Their only choice is to attack us head-on, and the front is where our firepower is the strongest. By then, the enemy will find that they have no way to retreat and can only passively take the beating."

The commanders nodded after hearing this. They began to understand Zhang Ling's intentions and felt the subtlety of this tactic. As long as it could be successfully executed, the enemy would fall into an extremely passive situation.

Zhao Gang stood aside and added: "The leader has thought it through very carefully. We just need to strictly follow the plan. As long as every link can be carried out accurately, victory will definitely be ours."

Zhang Ling's eyes swept over every commander, and his tone was firm and unquestionable, "Everyone, this battle is crucial. We must go all out and not make any mistakes. Every detail must be executed in place, and we must not let the enemy find any loopholes."

The commanders responded in unison: "Understood, Commander!"

After the meeting, Zhang Ling walked outside the headquarters, took a deep breath, and felt the coolness of the early morning. Although the battle was imminent, he remained calm and confident. He knew that this battle would be an important turning point for them, and success or failure would depend on it.

Zhao Gang walked up to Zhang Ling with a determined look on his face, "Commander, everyone is ready and waiting for your order."

Zhang Ling nodded, his eyes flashing with a sharpness, "Very good, Zhao Gang, after the battle begins, you will be responsible for commanding the frontal troops and ensuring that the firepower is suppressed in place. Never let the enemy break through from the front."

Zhao Gang nodded heavily, "Don't worry, Commander, I will definitely defend the front and give the enemy a head-on blow!"

Zhang Ling felt a little comforted when he saw Zhao Gang's determined expression. He knew that his commanders were elite soldiers who had been tempered through countless battles, and they were fully capable of executing this complex combat plan.

As the battle approached, the atmosphere in the camp became increasingly tense and intense. The soldiers were preparing nervously, checking their equipment and confirming the battle plan. Zhang Ling patrolled every defense line and command point, and his presence gave the soldiers great confidence.

"Commander, all troops have entered the preset positions and can launch an attack at any time." Zhao Gang reported, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation in his tone.

Zhang Ling nodded, looked up in the direction of the enemy in the distance, and a strong desire to fight surged in his heart. He knew that this battle was not only a test for them, but also a heavy blow to the enemy.

"Attention all troops. According to the plan, the three armies will launch attacks simultaneously and the pincer tactics will be implemented!" Zhang Ling issued the final order via the radio, his tone revealing immense determination.

As Zhang Ling's order was issued, the three armies moved quickly, like a pair of sharp pliers, and began to outflank the enemy. Under the command of Zhao Gang, the frontal troops fiercely attacked the enemy's main position to attract their attention. The two flank and rear troops quietly bypassed and quickly approached the enemy's rear.

Zhang Ling stood in the command post, his eyes sharp as a torch, closely following the progress of the battle. Reports from various commanders kept coming over the radio, and every piece of information showed that the battle was going smoothly.

"Commander, the enemy's flank

Zhang Ling's bird flew out of the cage and headed to the front line of the war.

As night fell, the moonlight above the camp cast a soft glow, illuminating the quiet jungle around. Zhang Ling stood in front of his tent, looking at the moon gradually rising in the sky, but his mood was difficult to calm down. These days, the tense situation of the war made him almost unable to relax for a moment, and he was always thinking about the soldiers on the front line.

In Zhang Ling's tent, there is an exquisite bird cage, in which lives his most cherished pet, a small and exquisite gray bird. This bird was brought from his hometown before the war began, and it accompanied him through countless lonely nights.