Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

The night wind was still blowing, bringing a hint of coolness. Zhang Lingyun sighed and turned back to the command post. He knew that tomorrow would be another sleepless night. No matter where the enemy came from, he had to be prepared and lead his brothers to fight to the end.

"I hope the blind man's intuition is wrong." Zhang Lingyun prayed silently in his heart, but at the same time he also understood that as a commander, he could not rely on luck. He had to

Zhang Ling's father-in-law was ill, and his wife wanted to send him to the military hospital, but Zhang Ling firmly disagreed.

Zhang Lingyun sat in the command post, with a tactical map in front of him, but his thoughts were far away. The sound of soldiers training came from outside the window, which should have made him feel at ease, but at this moment his heart was disturbed by a family matter and it was difficult to calm down.

The door curtain was suddenly lifted, and Xiuqin hurried in. Her face was full of anxiety, and her eyes revealed uneasiness. Zhang Lingyun saw her expression and felt nervous, knowing that something was wrong.

"Zhang Lingyun, I have something to tell you." Xiuqin went straight to the point as soon as she came in, her tone full of urgency.

Zhang Lingyun put down the map in his hand and looked up at her. He had a bad feeling in his heart: "What's the matter, Xiuqin? What happened?"

Xiuqin took two steps closer and said seriously, "My father's condition has worsened. The village doctor said he may not last long and must be sent to a large hospital. I want to send him to our military hospital, which has good medical conditions and the best doctors. My father may still be saved."

Zhang Lingyun frowned upon hearing this, and a strong sense of contradiction surged in his heart. He knew how important his father-in-law was to Xiuqin, and he also understood her anxiety and uneasiness at the moment, but the resources of the military hospital were extremely limited, and every inch of medical resources was used to treat those soldiers injured on the battlefield.

"Xiuqin, I understand that you are worried about your father's condition, but the military hospital is really under pressure right now." Zhang Lingyun tried to speak calmly, but his tone was firm. "The doctors and medicines there are for treating the wounded. I can't let your father take up these resources."

When Xiuqin heard this, a trace of anger and grievance flashed in her eyes. "Zhang Lingyun, that's my father! He is one of the most important people in the world to me. How can you be so heartless? I know that the military hospital is a place to treat the wounded, but my father is also a life, he also needs treatment!"

Zhang Lingyun felt her emotions and felt a sharp pain in his heart. He certainly understood Xiuqin's feelings, but as a commander, he had to remain rational and make the decision that best served the overall interests.

"Xiuqin, calm down." Zhang Lingyun stood up and tried to calm her down. "I know you are worried about your father, and I also hope that he can get the best treatment. But you have to understand that the situation is very tense now. Every wounded soldier is one of our soldiers. They are fighting hard to defend our country on the front line. We must give priority to treating them."

Xiuqin couldn't help but burst into tears, her voice choked with sobs, "But that's my father, Zhang Lingyun! What do you want me to do? Am I going to watch him die? How can I bear it?"

Zhang Lingyun felt a pain in his heart as he listened to her crying. He wanted to reach out and wipe away her tears, but his hand stopped in mid-air, not knowing how to continue. As a husband, he could not ignore his wife's pain; but as a commander, he could not go against his principles for personal reasons.

"Xiuqin, I know this is unfair to you." Zhang Lingyun's voice was low and full of guilt, "But you have to understand that we are at war now. Every decision is related to the entire war situation and the life and death of more people. If we make an exception and let your father go to the military hospital, what will the other soldiers think? What will their families think?"

Xiuqin looked at Zhang Lingyun with tearful eyes, her face full of pain and unwillingness, "So you want to let my father wait for death, right? Just because he is not a soldier, just because he is not someone who fights on the front line?"

Zhang Lingyun's heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and he felt powerless and desperate. He knew that Xiuqin's words were not unreasonable, but a daughter's plea for her father's life or death.

"Xiuqin, it's not like that." Zhang Lingyun explained with difficulty, "It's not that I don't want to save your father, I just hope we can find other ways. Maybe we can ask the village doctor to think of a solution, or we can contact other nearby hospitals to see if there is any possibility of help."

Xiuqin shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "The doctors in the village have tried their best. There is nothing they can do! Other hospitals? Zhang Lingyun, you know the situation now. There are no medicines or doctors in the hospitals outside. The only hope is the military hospital, but you won't let my dad go!"

Zhang Lingyun felt Xiuqin's despair and felt even heavier in his heart. He knew this decision was too cruel for Xiuqin, but he had no choice.

"Xiuqin, I'm really sorry." Zhang Lingyun's voice was filled with deep pain and helplessness. "If there were other ways, I would definitely try my best. But now... we have to prioritize the overall situation. We are fighting and racing against time."

Xiuqin wiped her tears vigorously, a trace of coldness and determination flashed in her eyes, "Zhang Lingyun, I always thought you were a sentimental and righteous person, but today I found that you don't care about the life and death of me and my father at all. You only have those soldiers and war in your heart!"

Zhang Lingyun was hurt by her words, but he could only bear it silently. He knew that Xiuqin could not understand his decision now, but he had to stick to his position.

"Xiuqin, you're right. I do care about those soldiers." Zhang Lingyun said slowly, his tone revealing deep fatigue and helplessness, "Because they are my responsibility, and they are the brothers I must protect. If I make the wrong decision because of my personal feelings, how can I be worthy of them? How can I be worthy of those soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country?"

Xiuqin showed a sneer on her face, her eyes full of pain and disappointment, "So you would rather watch my father die than give him a chance, right?"

Zhang Lingyun was silent for a moment, and finally could only whisper: "Xiuqin, I don't want to say this, but this is the truth. I can't sacrifice the opportunities of more people for the sake of one person."

Xiuqin closed her eyes in pain, tears falling from her eyes again. Her heart seemed to be torn apart at this moment. She could neither understand Zhang Lingyun's choice nor accept this cruel reality.

"You've really changed, Zhang Lingyun." Xiuqin whispered, with infinite sadness in her tone, "You are no longer the man I knew."

Zhang Lingyun's heart suddenly shrank, Xiuqin's words were like a sharp sword piercing his chest, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. He knew he had hurt her, but he had no choice.

"Xiuqin, I haven't changed." Zhang Lingyun's voice was bitter, "It's just that we have all been changed by this war."

Xiuqin didn't say anything else. She just looked at Zhang Lingyun with a desperate look, then turned and left. Her figure disappeared behind the door curtain, and Zhang Lingyun felt as if his heart was broken as she left.

Zhang Lingyun stood there for a long time without moving. His heart was filled with pain, guilt and powerlessness. He knew he had made the right decision, but he also knew that he had lost Xiuqin's trust and understanding.

"Maybe one day, she will understand my difficulties." Zhang Lingyun said to himself silently in his heart, but he knew that such hope was too slim. He could only pray that this war would end soon and allow them to return to a peaceful life.

The night was dark, and the wind outside the camp whispered in his ears, as if telling of the endless suffering in the war. Zhang Lingyun's mood was like the heavy night, and the inescapable pain and guilt surged in his chest.

"Xiuqin, I'm sorry..." Zhang Lingyun apologized silently in his heart, but he knew that no matter how many apologies he made, it would not heal her pain.

He must keep going, because he carries not only his own family on his shoulders, but also the fate of more families and more people. He must be responsible for them, even if it means he has to make such a difficult choice.

Zhang Lingyun took a deep breath and forced himself to refocus. He still had a lot of work to do, and there were still many soldiers who needed his command. The war would not stop because of his pain, and he could not be shaken by personal pain.

"We will win." Zhang Lingyun said to himself firmly in his heart, "We will definitely win and go home."

But he knew that the road home was still long, and every step would be filled with sacrifice and tears.

Zhang Ling's college classmate Wu Ren came to the army, hoping to borrow some weapons and equipment.

As night fell, several bonfires were lit in the camp, reflecting the tired but resolute faces of the soldiers. Zhang Lingyun had just finished a day's patrol and returned to the command post, preparing to simply organize the next day's combat plan. Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

"Captain, someone is looking for you." The soldier on guard pushed aside the door curtain and said with a hint of uncertainty, "He said it's an old acquaintance of yours."

Zhang Lingyun raised his head and frowned slightly. "Old acquaintance? Who is it?" He was a little confused. After all, in this war-torn era, there were not many people who could be called old acquaintances.

The soldier turned aside, and a middle-aged man in civilian clothes walked in. There was a trace of fatigue on his face, but his eyes were still bright and energetic.

"Zhang Lingyun, long time no see." The man said with a smile, with a hint of nostalgia and emotion in his voice.

Zhang Lingyun stared at the person for a moment, then shouted in surprise: "Wu Ren? Is it really you?" He took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand and shook the other person's hand, his tone full of surprise, "I didn't expect to see you here!"