Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Zhang Ling also realized that he had overreacted just now, and he felt a little embarrassed. He quickly reached out to support Blind Cheng, "Old Cheng, I'm so sorry, I thought it was an enemy that infiltrated."

After Blind Cheng stood firm, he rubbed his waist and grinned, "Captain, it's okay, it's okay. Your kick really made me sober up. I just squatted here for a while and was about to go back, but I didn't expect to scare you."

Zhang Ling smiled awkwardly, "I was just too nervous. The enemy's actions have increased recently, which made me too nervous."

Blind Cheng nodded, showing his understanding. "Captain, we all know that you are under a lot of pressure. But don't overwork yourself. Your health is more important."

Zhang Ling sighed and patted Cheng Xiazi on the shoulder. "I understand what you mean, but in this situation, how can we have time to rest? The enemy may launch a general attack at any time, and we cannot relax at all."

Blind Cheng was silent for a while, then whispered, "Captain, we all know that your life is not easy, and the brothers are trying their best to share the burden with you. Just like this mission, I will do my best to complete it. You don't have to do everything yourself."

Zhang Ling looked at Blind Cheng gratefully, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. "Old Cheng, you have been with me for so long, and you have always been one of the people I trust the most. There are many things I really can't do without you. But there are some things that I, as the head of the group, must personally inquire about in order to know the answer."

Blind Cheng nodded, understanding what Zhang Ling meant. He knew that Zhang Ling was a person who had extremely high demands on himself and never easily relied on others. But it was precisely this character that earned Zhang Ling a high reputation among his subordinates.

"Captain, you are right. However, the brothers don't want to see you working too hard. Please take care of yourself so that we can continue the battle."

Zhang Ling smiled and nodded, "I know, Lao Cheng. Don't worry, I will pay attention. But you have to be careful too, don't hide in the dark like you did just now, you almost made me misunderstand."

Blind Cheng laughed, "Captain, don't worry, I will stand upright next time and won't scare you anymore."

Zhang Ling also smiled, and his mood seemed to be relaxed because of this little episode. He patted Cheng Xiazi's shoulder, and said with a hint of relief, "Well, since you are fine, I will go to take care of your physiological problems first. You should also go back and rest early, because there are important things waiting for us tomorrow."

Blind Cheng nodded, "Okay, Captain, you go ahead and do your thing. I'll be back first. See you tomorrow."

After the two said goodbye, Cheng Xiazi dragged his slightly sore waist and slowly walked back to his tent. Zhang Ling walked quickly to the toilet, but the scene just now was still echoing in his mind. He sighed in his heart that the pressure brought by the war in recent years not only made him sensitive, but also made him extremely alert to the surrounding environment, and even a little nervous.

"Alas, when will the war end..." Zhang Ling whispered to himself, looking up at the dark night sky, and couldn't help but feel an indescribable fatigue in his heart. He knew that the battle was far from over, and the road ahead was still full of difficulties and obstacles, and he had to continue to shoulder the responsibility of a commander and lead his brothers to fight their way out.

After completing his physiological needs, Zhang Ling walked quickly back to the headquarters. On the way, he passed by the bush where Cheng the Blind had just hidden. He couldn't help but look back, his mouth slightly raised, "This old Cheng is really a clever guy."

Back at the headquarters, Zhang Ling sat at the table again, sorting out the next battle plan in his mind. The enemy's attack could come at any time, and he had to make all preparations in advance to deal with any emergency. He picked up a pen and began to mark the new defense position on the map. Every place his finger passed represented a heavy responsibility in his heart.

Just as Zhang Ling was immersed in his thoughts, there was another soft knock on the door. This time, he was not so nervous, and just said without raising his head, "Come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and Li Yunlong appeared at the door again. He saw Zhang Ling was still busy, with a look of concern on his face, "Captain, you haven't slept yet? What time is it?"

Zhang Ling looked up at him and smiled, "Yunlong, why are you here again? I'm still thinking about the battle. What about you? Why haven't you rested yet?"

Li Yunlong walked to the table, looked at the map in Zhang Ling's hand, and said with a smile, "I dare not go to bed first, you are still worried, Captain. I just went to patrol the sentry and see if there is anything that needs to be adjusted."

Zhang Ling nodded, satisfied with Li Yunlong's sense of responsibility, "Thank you for your hard work, Yunlong. The current situation is indeed not optimistic, we must always remain vigilant."

Li Yunlong waved his hand and put on a relaxed expression. "Captain, don't be so nervous all the time. We have survived all these years. Although the situation is complicated now, we are not helpless. We brothers are willing to fight with you. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Zhang Ling smiled, feeling warm in his heart, "I know that you are not afraid of death and are willing to fight with me. But as the leader, I can't just think about fighting, I have to be responsible for your life and death."

Li Yunlong said seriously, "Captain, you always think this way, and we all understand. But we brothers have to fight like we're fighting. You lead us into battle, and we are willing to follow you and fight to the end."

Zhang Ling looked at Li Yunlong's determined eyes, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He understood that it was because of the fearlessness and loyalty of these soldiers that he had the courage to move forward. Zhang Ling put down the pen in his hand and said slowly, "Okay, Yunlong, since you all said so, then I won't be pretentious. Let's fight together, fight to the end, until we win this battle."

Li Yun

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

As the night deepened, Zhang Ling's headquarters was still brightly lit. Zhang Ling sat at the table, staring at the battle map in front of him, frowning. He kept thinking about the battle situation and how to deal with the enemy's next move. However, suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the door, interrupting his thoughts.

"Captain, Xiuqin is here." The adjutant pushed the door open and said in a low voice.

Zhang Ling immediately raised his head when he heard this, and felt a little uneasy. He knew that Xiuqin came to see him at this time, it must be something important. Sure enough, as the adjutant informed her, Xiuqin hurried in, with anxiety and worry on her face.

"Zhang Ling, you have to do me a favor right away." Xiuqin spoke as soon as she entered the door, her tone full of urgency.

Zhang Ling stood up and walked in front of her, his eyes full of concern, "Xiuqin, what happened? Why are you so anxious?"

Xiuqin said without further ado, "It's my father. He's sick, very sick. I want to send him to your military hospital for treatment. Please help me arrange it."

Zhang Ling was shocked when he heard this, and his brows immediately frowned. He was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head, "Xiuqin, I know your father is sick, and I am also worried about him. But the military hospital is not good."

Xiuqin obviously didn't expect Zhang Ling to refuse directly, and she immediately became anxious, "Zhang Ling, my father is very ill, and the doctor in town said that he can't be cured. There is hope only if he is sent to your military hospital. How can you not help me with this?"

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. "Xiuqin, I understand how you feel right now. I don't want Dad to suffer. But you have to understand that the military hospital is the last resort for the soldiers on the front line. Resources are already tight, and we can't arrange for non-military people to be hospitalized without authorization."

Xiuqin's eyes flashed with disappointment and anger. She could hardly believe her ears. "Zhang Ling, that's my dad! Your father-in-law! He's in danger now. Are you just going to watch him get into trouble?"

Zhang Ling also felt a pang of pain in his heart. He knew that Xiuqin was right and he couldn't be so ruthless. But as a commander, he had to remain rational and not break military rules because of personal feelings. He held Xiuqin's hand and said in a gentle but firm tone, "Xiuqin, I know this is a difficult decision, but we can't violate military discipline. The situation on the front line is very tense now, and every bed may be related to the life and death of a soldier."

Xiuqin was stunned for a moment, then she shook off Zhang Ling's hand, her eyes full of anger, "Zhang Ling, do you regard military regulations as more important than our family? My father's life is hanging by a thread, and you are unwilling to help? Are you still a human being?"

Zhang Ling felt a pang of pain in his heart when he heard this, but he remained unshaken. He shook his head and said in a low but firm voice, "Xiuqin, I am very sad and I really want to help. But I cannot let my personal feelings affect my duties. This is not just about your father. If I make an exception for you, what about others? The morale and discipline of the entire unit will be affected."

Xiuqin couldn't hold back her tears and asked with tears on her face, "Zhang Ling, are you still the man I know by doing this? You promised me that you would take good care of our family, but now you don't even care about my father's life. Is this what you call taking care of me?"

Zhang Ling was in so much pain when he heard these questions. He knew that every word Xiuqin said came from her love and worry, and he also knew how cruel his insistence was to Xiuqin. But he still couldn't go against his principles. His tone was heavy, "Xiuqin, I know you hate me, but as a soldier, I must uphold my duties. If I make such a decision because of my personal feelings, the entire army will be affected by my injustice."

Xiuqin's face was full of tears, and she trembled as she said, "Zhang Ling, my father's life is hanging by a thread! He could... at any time... can you really bear it? Aren't you afraid that I will never forgive you?"