Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Wu Ren was shocked by Zhang Lingyun's anger and his face turned pale instantly, but he quickly regained his resolute expression, "Zhang Lingyun, I'm not selfish. I just want to save my brothers. They are also fighting for the country and fighting the devils. I know this is difficult for you, but I really have no other way to go."

Zhang Lingyun's rage grew stronger and stronger. He took a few steps to Wu Ren, grabbed his collar, and pushed him against the wall. His eyes were cold and angry. "Wu Ren, don't think I won't do anything to you just because we are old classmates! If you push me again, I will really not be polite!"

Wu Ren felt Zhang Lingyun's anger and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he still looked at Zhang Lingyun stubbornly, with a hint of sob in his voice, "Zhang Lingyun, you can hit me or scold me, I accept it. But think about it, if it was your comrade-in-arms, would you stand by and watch? Would you watch him die without helping him?"

Zhang Lingyun's hands trembled slightly. He knew that Wu Ren's words hit his soft spot. As a commander, he had faced this difficult choice more than once. Saving one might mean sacrificing another. This dilemma kept him awake for countless nights.

But this time, Zhang Lingyun could no longer bear the anger in his heart. He punched Wu Ren in the face. Wu Ren staggered and hit the wall, covering his face and gasping in pain.

"You know what, Wu Ren!" Zhang Lingyun almost roared, "Every soldier's life is equally important to me! How can you let me choose? How can you let me be worthy of my soldiers?"

Wu Ren did not fight back. He just silently endured Zhang Lingyun's anger. The pain on his face did not weaken his determination. After a moment, he slowly straightened up, took out a small package from his arms, and handed it to Zhang Lingyun.

"Zhang Lingyun, I know I owe you an apology." Wu Ren's voice was low and choked. "Here is a bottle of good wine. I asked someone to bring it from my hometown. I know you like this kind of wine, but I am not here to bribe you this time. I just want you to understand that I am really desperate."

Zhang Lingyun looked at the package in Wu Ren's hand, and the anger in his heart gradually subsided, replaced by a deep sense of powerlessness. He knew that Wu Ren was a man of affection and righteousness, otherwise he would not have come all the way to beg him, but this could not change the current predicament.

"Wu Ren, you don't owe me anything." Zhang Lingyun's voice was a little tired. He reached out to take the bottle of wine and put it on the table. "I understand your difficulties, but this wine can't change anything. I still say that I can't sacrifice the lives of my soldiers for a moment of friendship."

Wu Ren lowered his head and was silent for a long time. Finally, he sighed, "Zhang Lingyun, I never thought of making things difficult for you. I know that every decision you make is difficult, and I know that you have always been considering everyone. You hit me today, and I don't blame you or hate you. I just hope you can think about it again and see if there is any other way to help us."

Zhang Lingyun was silent for a while, feeling guilty and helpless. He knew Wu Ren was really asking for help, and he couldn't ignore his old classmate's plight.

"Wu Ren, I'll give you one more chance." Zhang Lingyun took a deep breath and said slowly, "Can you really provide the food, medicine, and intelligence you mentioned? If we can exchange enough resources, I might consider supporting you with some weapons, but it must not exceed what we can afford."

Wu Ren's eyes lit up, a glimmer of hope flashing in them, and he nodded heavily, "Zhang Lingyun, I can guarantee that the resources we can provide will definitely not disappoint you. Moreover, I will do my best to convince our leaders over there and will never let you suffer any loss."

Zhang Lingyun nodded, but his tone was still serious, "Okay, let's do it according to this principle. But remember, Wu Ren, this is the biggest concession I can make. If there is any problem on your side, I can't help you anymore."

Wu Ren's eyes welled up with tears. He looked at Zhang Lingyun, his gratitude overflowing with words. "Zhang Lingyun, thank you. I know you have made a lot of concessions. I will definitely not let you down."

Zhang Lingyun waved his hand, signaling Wu Ren to stop talking, "Alright, let's stop talking about this. We are old classmates, and I don't want to see you fall into despair. Tomorrow you go contact your side and bring the resources over, and we will discuss the details."

Wu Ren nodded and said gratefully: "Okay, Zhang Lingyun, don't worry, I will definitely send the things over as soon as possible."

The tension between the two gradually eased, and Zhang Lingyun looked at the wine bottle on the table with a complicated heart. He knew that this punch tonight might leave an indelible memory between the two, but he also knew that some decisions could not be avoided.

"Wu Ren, we are all living in troubled times, and everyone is making difficult choices." Zhang Lingyun whispered, with a hint of helplessness and emotion in his tone, "I hope that one day we can go back to the past, when we only need to fight for our ideals, not for survival."

Wu Ren nodded, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, "Yes, Zhang Lingyun, who doesn't want to go back to the past? But we all know that the world has changed."

Zhang Lingyun sighed softly, "Take care, Wu Ren. I hope that our cooperation this time can help more people survive."

Wu Ren was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly, "Yes, Zhang Lingyun, I will."

The two looked at each other in silence, but a complex emotion surged in their hearts.

Zhang Ling's mother fell ill, so Zhang Ling sent him to her side to take care of her, but was scolded by his wife.

It was late at night, and the fires around the camp emitted a faint light, illuminating Zhang Lingyun's tired face. He had just finished a day of combat deployment and was about to return to the command post to rest when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Commander, there's urgent news from home." A soldier hurried in, holding a telegram in his hand, with a serious expression on his face.

Zhang Lingyun took the telegram, unfolded it, and his face suddenly became extremely heavy. The telegram simply and clearly read: "Mother is seriously ill, return home quickly." His heart sank suddenly. His mother had always been in good health, and this sudden illness made him feel inexplicably panicked.

He made a quick decision and immediately arranged to bring his mother to his side so that he could take care of her. Although he knew that the battlefield was dangerous and the military environment was not suitable for the elderly to stay for a long time, as a son, he could not bear the situation of his mother falling ill alone in his hometown.

A few days later, Zhang Lingyun finally brought his mother to the camp. Looking at his mother's haggard face, Zhang Lingyun felt distressed and guilty. He stayed by his mother's side, taking care of her attentively, and almost forgot that he was the commander of this unit.

However, all this did not last long. In the evening, Xiuqin walked into the command post with a bad face, obviously in a bad mood.

"Zhang Lingyun, why did you bring mom here?" Xiuqin opened her mouth with suppressed anger in her tone.

Zhang Lingyun looked up and saw Xiuqin. He knew that she was a little unhappy, but he didn't expect her to be so direct. He put down the things in his hands and tried to explain in a calm tone: "Xiuqin, Mom is very sick, I can't leave her alone at home. You also know that it's not easy to go back to visit her in the current situation. Bring her to my side, at least I can take care of her."

When Xiuqin heard this, she became even angrier. She stared at Zhang Lingyun and raised her voice a few notches: "You are good at taking care of her, but have you ever thought that this is the front line, a battlefield! There are gunfire and rain of bullets here every day. You brought Mom here, do you want her to take risks with you?"

Zhang Lingyun's heart sank. He knew that what Xiuqin said made sense, but he still stubbornly insisted on his decision. "Xiuqin, I understand your concerns, but Mom is very ill now. I can't let her stay at home alone to die. If she stays at home and something happens to her, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Xiuqin was so angry that she was shaking. She pointed at Zhang Lingyun's chest and said with gritted teeth: "Zhang Lingyun, have you ever thought about my feelings? We are all fighting hard on the battlefield now, hovering on the brink of life and death every day. You brought mom here, if something really happened, how can I explain to her?"

Zhang Lingyun felt guilty about her questioning, but he still refused to waver in his stance. "Xiuqin, I know you are worried, but I have made my decision. I can fight with peace of mind when my mother is by my side. I will do my best to protect her and will never let her fall into danger."

Xiuqin's eyes instantly turned red, and her voice was choked with sobs, full of helplessness and anger: "Zhang Lingyun, you are always so stubborn and self-righteous! Have you ever thought about whether our family can leave here alive? Have you ever thought about what Mom would do if something really happened to you?"

Zhang Lingyun felt Xiuqin's pain and felt as if his heart was cut by a knife. He knew that he had put her under too much pressure, but he could not bear the situation of his mother being alone and helpless in her hometown.

"Xiuqin, I know you are right." Zhang Lingyun whispered, with deep guilt in his eyes, "But I am her son, I can't just ignore her when she falls ill. You can scold me and hate me, but I really can't let her bear this alone."

Xiuqin covered her face, tears flowing through her fingers. She understood Zhang Lingyun's filial piety and his helplessness as a son, but she also could not accept such a risky decision.

"Zhang Lingyun, I don't hate you, I'm just afraid." Xiuqin's voice was filled with helplessness and fear. "I'm afraid that one day, we really won't be able to go back. Mom is old and her health is not as good as before. This is not the place for her to stay. Why can't you understand how dangerous it is to bring her here?"