Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

He was well aware of the cruelty of this battle, but he also knew that only victory could bring peace and true freedom.

"We have no way out." Zhang Ling said to himself, with a hint of determination in his tone. He knew that only by winning this battle could they have a future.

The battle intensified, the whole battlefield was filled with flames and deafening explosions. Zhang Ling stood in the command post, observing every detail through a telescope. Every order he gave was related to the life and death of countless soldiers.

"Commander, the enemies on the left wing have been suppressed by the monk and his men, but the enemy's main force is advancing towards us head-on!" Li Yunlong's voice came again, with a hint of nervousness in his tone.

Zhang Ling was silent for a moment, with a hint of calmness and decisiveness in his eyes. "Yunlong, let our main force prepare for a counterattack. The enemy's main force has been exposed, and now is our chance to counterattack."

Li Yunlong understood Zhang Ling's intentions and executed the order without hesitation. He knew that every decision made by Zhang Ling had its well-thought-out strategic significance.

Soon after, Zhang Ling's main force began to counterattack, and artillery fire and bullets rained down on the enemy positions. Zhang Ling commanded each combat group through communication equipment. His voice was steady and firm, and every instruction was accurately transmitted to the front line.

"We can't give the enemy any chance to breathe, we must attack with all our might!" Zhang Ling's voice echoed in the communication equipment. Under his command, the soldiers' morale was high and they launched a fierce charge on the enemy.

The situation on the battlefield began to gradually tilt towards Zhang Ling, the enemy's attack was gradually suppressed, and the soldiers on the front line advanced steadily under Zhang Ling's command. Although Zhang Ling was still nervous, he knew that the dawn of victory had begun to appear.

"Commander, the enemy has begun to retreat! We have successfully withstood their attack!" There was a hint of excitement in Li Yunlong's voice.

Zhang Ling let out a long sigh, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, "Very good, continue chasing, don't give them a chance to counterattack."

The battle lasted for several hours and ended with the victory of Zhang Ling's side. The remaining enemy troops were defeated, Zhang Ling's troops successfully stabilized the defense line, and the battlefield gradually returned to calm.

After the war, Zhang Ling stood on a high point on the battlefield, looking at the distant skyline. Under the setting sun, he saw the bird that flew away again. It was flying freely in the sky, as if telling him the beauty and hope of freedom.

"Captain, we won." Li Yunlong walked to Zhang Ling's side, his tone filled with relief and admiration.

Zhang Ling nodded, with a hint of calmness in his eyes, "Yes, Yunlong, we won. But the war is not over yet, and there are more challenges waiting for us in the future."

Li Yunlong understood Zhang Ling's feelings and said softly: "No matter what challenges we face, we will fight side by side until the day of victory."

Zhang Ling turned around and looked at Li Yunlong, his eyes full of determination and resoluteness, "Yes, Yunlong, until the day of victory."

The two stood on a high point of the battlefield, looking up at the sky, and the setting sun stretched their shadows very long. They knew that the road ahead was still full of thorns, but as long as they had courage and faith, they would surely usher in the final victory.

At this moment, the bird suddenly circled in the air for a few times, then gently flew back to Zhang Ling and landed on his shoulder. Zhang Ling smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to

Zhang Ling's hometown caught fire and his parents were in danger.

As the night deepened, the camp was completely silent, with only the distant chirping of insects and the occasional sound of wind echoing in the air. Zhang Ling had just finished a day's work and was about to take a break in the headquarters. Just as he sat down, a communicator rushed in with an anxious look on his face.

"Captain, an urgent telegram! It's sent from your hometown!" the communicator said breathlessly, handing a crumpled telegram to Zhang Ling with both hands.

Zhang Ling's heart suddenly tightened. He took the telegram and quickly unfolded the note. His eyes swept across the words on the telegram, and his face gradually turned pale. The content of the telegram was brief, but every word pierced his heart.

"There was a sudden fire at home. The fire is difficult to control. My parents are in danger of death. Please return home as soon as possible."

At that moment, Zhang Ling's hands trembled slightly, and he felt a cold fear quickly spread throughout his body. His parents have always been the softest part of his heart. During these years of war, Zhang Ling often worried about their safety. However, due to the urgency of the war, he was unable to go home, and he did not expect to hear such bad news now.

"Captain, what happened?" Li Yunlong just walked into the command center and saw Zhang Ling's expression turned so pale in an instant. He immediately had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Zhang Ling slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with complex emotions. He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the panic and anxiety in his heart, "Yunlong, my hometown is on fire, and my parents are in danger... I don't know whether they are alive or dead."

Li Yunlong was stunned for a moment, then his face became serious, "Captain, this...we have to send people back to rescue!"

Zhang Ling knew that Li Yunlong was right, but his reason and emotion were in fierce conflict at this time. As a commander, he knew that he had a heavy responsibility and the battle on the front line could not be delayed for a moment, but as a son, how could he let go of the concern for his parents?

"Captain, you have to make a decision immediately!" Li Yunlong saw Zhang Ling's hesitant expression and knew that he was in a dilemma, but now was a life-and-death moment and he had to act as soon as possible.

Zhang Ling was silent for a moment, his eyes firmed. He thought quickly, then said to Li Yunlong: "Yunlong, I must go home to save my parents. During this time, the command of the front line will be handed over to you. I will come back as soon as possible."

Seeing Zhang Ling's decision, Li Yunlong immediately nodded in support, "Captain, don't worry, I will do my best to deal with the frontline. You don't have to worry. Go and save people as soon as possible. Your parents' safety is the most important."

Zhang Ling looked at Li Yunlong gratefully, with a hint of apology and determination in his eyes, "Thank you, Yunlong. I know it's inappropriate to leave at this time, but this is what I have to do."

Li Yunlong nodded heavily. "Captain, you don't have to say more. We all understand. Go quickly. It may be too late if you are late."

Zhang Ling quickly packed up some necessary items, and then took a few capable soldiers with him and took a jeep to his hometown overnight. The wheels turned rapidly, the dust flew, and Zhang Ling's heart was in his throat at this moment. His thoughts were confused, and his parents' faces and the dangers they might be facing kept appearing in his mind.

"Father, Mother, you must hold on, I will be there soon." Zhang Ling prayed silently in his heart, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

The jeep bumped along the rugged mountain road. The night enveloped everything, with only the headlights illuminating a small area of ​​the road ahead. Zhang Ling stared at the front, and time seemed to be extremely long at this moment.

Finally, when the sky was slightly bright, they arrived at Zhang Ling's hometown. From a distance, Zhang Ling saw a bright fire, which was the direction of his home. The fire lit up half the sky red, and thick smoke billowed. Zhang Ling's heart suddenly sank.

"Hurry, drive over there!" Zhang Ling urged the driver anxiously, and the car drove quickly towards the direction of the fire.

When they arrived at the scene, Zhang Ling saw that his home had been engulfed in flames. The fire was raging. The surrounding villagers were trying their best to put out the fire, but the fire was so fierce that it was almost out of control.

"Father! Mother!" Zhang Ling jumped out of the car and rushed into the sea of ​​fire without hesitation, but was held back by several soldiers.

"Captain, don't be impulsive! The fire is too big, you will die if you go in!" The soldiers tried their best to dissuade him, but the anxiety and fear in Zhang Ling's eyes made him completely lose his mind.

"Let me go! I want to save my parents!" Zhang Ling roared, trying to break free, tears welling up in his eyes.

At this moment, the old village chief rushed over, grabbed Zhang Ling's hand, and said in a choked voice: "Captain Zhang Ling, your parents... they are trapped in the house. We have tried our best to save them, but... the fire is too big, we can't get in!"

When Zhang Ling heard this, he felt as if his heart was hit by a heavy hammer. He felt dizzy, his eyes went dark, and he almost fell down. His heart almost broke at this moment. The images of his parents kept flashing in his mind, their smiles, their love, their instructions...

"No, it's impossible... They will be fine..." Zhang Ling muttered to himself, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled. He hoped that this was just a nightmare, but the reality before him mercilessly told him that all this was real.

"Captain Zhang Ling, we have to find a way quickly. We can't let the fire spread any further!" Li Yunlong rushed over at this time. His voice was filled with a hint of urgency. He couldn't bear to watch Zhang Ling's home destroyed.

Zhang Ling forced himself to calm down. He knew that now was not the time to be immersed in grief. He had to take action. Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he took a deep breath and said in a firm voice: "Organize people immediately and do our best to put out the fire! We can't let the fire spread any further!"

The soldiers and villagers acted together, and Zhang Ling took the lead in rushing to the fire scene to direct the rescue. Although the fire was raging, it was gradually brought under control with everyone's joint efforts. Zhang Ling's eyes never left the charred ruins, and his heart was filled with endless pain and regret.

"Captain, we have tried our best..." Li Yunlong walked to Zhang Ling and comforted him softly. He understood Zhang Ling's mood at the moment, but he knew that some things could not be undone.

Zhang Ling clenched his fists, his nails almost digging into his palms, but he did not feel any pain. The pain in his heart far exceeded his body's perception. He looked at the fire that had been put out and murmured, "I failed to protect them... I am an incompetent son..."