Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Zhang Ling smiled slightly, with a calm and cool tone, "Every step on the battlefield must be cautious. The enemy's mistakes are the key to our success, but this does not mean we can take it lightly. Every victory is the result of the efforts of countless people, and there can be no complacency."

Li Yunlong nodded, his eyes full of admiration, "Captain, you are always able to respond calmly to any situation, which is why we can win repeatedly on the battlefield."

Zhang Ling looked at the distant sky, a trace of contemplation flashed in his eyes, "The battlefield is cruel, and every victory is accompanied by sacrifice. What we have to do is to minimize the sacrifice and protect the life of every soldier. Today's victory is just the beginning, and the future battles will be more difficult."

Zhang Dabiao also came over, looking a little tired, but his eyes were still full of fighting spirit, "Captain, we fought beautifully this time! The enemy will never dare to underestimate us again."

Zhang Ling nodded. "Yes, but we must always remain vigilant. The enemy will not give up easily. Next, we must continue to consolidate our defenses and ensure that every position is as solid as a rock."

As the night gradually enveloped the battlefield, Zhang Ling's troops began to rest and prepare for the next battle. Zhang Ling stood outside the headquarters, looking at the night sky, silently thinking about the future battle situation. He knew that the war was far from over and the real challenge was still to come.

"As long as we unite, stay calm and stay wise, we will definitely achieve the final victory." Zhang Ling said to himself firmly in his heart. His eyes were full of endless determination, as if this world full of war could not shake his firm belief.

"I believe it, of course I believe it!" Xu Erniu patted his chest and said in a muffled voice, "Captain, you have traveled back from the future, so what you said must be correct!"

The other soldiers also nodded, their eyes sparkling with excitement. People from the future, how could what they said be false?

Zhang Ling nodded with satisfaction. Although these guys were not well educated, they were good at fooling people. Ever since he made up a story about being a time traveler from the future, these simple soldiers believed him without a doubt.

"Okay! In that case, let's do something big!" Zhang Ling waved his hand and pointed to a hillside on the map and said, "See that place? As long as two shells hit there, the entire Sakata Regiment will be sent flying!"

Xu Erniu came forward to take a look and scratched his head: "Captain, this place seems a bit far away. Can our mortar reach it?"

Zhang Ling smiled confidently: "Don't worry, I've calculated it, we can definitely hit it! Artillery company, get ready!"

"Yes!"

The only remaining mortar was pushed out by the soldiers, and the black muzzle was aimed at the position of the Sakata Regiment in the distance.

Artillery Company Commander Wang Chengzhu was an old soldier with rich experience, but he couldn't help feeling a little nervous at this moment, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

He took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "Captain, the distance is so far, should we test fire a shot?"

Zhang Ling shook his head: "It's too late. The devils may attack at any time. We only have one chance!"

"But..." Wang Chengzhu wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Zhang Ling's wave of his hand.

"There's no buts. Believe me, this shot will definitely work!" Zhang Ling's tone was filled with unquestionable firmness.

Wang Chengzhu looked at Zhang Ling's determined eyes, and his heart inexplicably calmed down. He no longer hesitated and ordered in a deep voice: "Reload!"

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the first shell whizzed into the distance, drawing a perfect parabola in the air.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the trajectory of the shell. Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The shell landed precisely at the location designated by Zhang Ling. The explosion sent flames shooting up into the sky and thick smoke billowing.

"Good!" Xu Erniu waved his fist excitedly, and the others also burst into thunderous cheers.

However, there was no joy on Zhang Ling's face. Instead, his brows were furrowed and he stared into the distance.

Although the first shell hit the target, it did not cause the gas explosion he expected. Could it be that there was something wrong with his calculation?

At this moment, a burst of urgent whistles suddenly sounded from the Sakata Regiment's position, and then countless Japanese soldiers rushed out of the trenches and launched a fierce attack on the position of the 772nd Regiment like a black tide.

"Baga! The Chinese are going to fight to the death! Kill them!"

The Japanese commander obviously realized that the situation was not good, so he made a desperate move and launched a final charge.

"Damn it, the Japanese are trying to fight us to the death!" Xu Erniu couldn't help but curse.

"Stop talking nonsense and get ready for battle!" Zhang Ling's face was gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. "Since you want to die, then I will grant your wish!"

"boom!"

The second and final shell, carrying Zhang Ling's anger and determination for revenge, whistled towards the position of the Sakata Regiment.

This time, the shell landed not far from the explosion point of the first shell, forming a subtle connection between the two explosion points.

The earth began to tremble violently, as if some terrifying force was about to erupt.

A smile finally appeared on Zhang Ling's face. He knew that he had made the right bet!

The next second, an even brighter flame shot up into the sky, accompanied by a deafening explosion, and the entire Cangyun Ridge seemed to be overturned.

The violent explosion triggered a chain reaction. The coal mine gas below the Sakata Regiment’s position was completely detonated. The terrifying energy was released in an instant, blowing the entire hillside into pieces.

Mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, sand and rocks flew, flames shot up into the sky, screams and explosions filled the air, it was like hell on earth.

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment were stunned by this sudden change. They stood there in amazement, as if they were watching a doomsday scene from a myth or legend.

Zhang Ling was also shocked by the scene before him, but he quickly reacted and shouted:

"Quick! Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

However, before he finished speaking, an even more powerful force gushed out from deep underground, blowing him and all the warriors away...

"Believe it, how can I not believe it! When has your presence ever betrayed us brothers?" Xu Erniu said in a muffled voice, and the others nodded in agreement.

Zhang Ling nodded with satisfaction. This group of veteran soldiers were good in other aspects except that they sometimes did not listen to orders and always liked to act on their own. Now it seemed that he, as the battalion commander, still had some prestige.

"Okay! Since you trust me, then do as I say. Erniu, go set up that mortar for me and aim it at the hillside northwest of Cangyun Ridge. See it, that bare hillside that looks like a bald man's head!" Zhang Ling pointed to a place on the map and said to Xu Erniu.

"Okay!" Xu Erniu picked up the mortar and ran towards the target location with a few soldiers without saying a word.

Zhang Ling looked at their receding backs and took a deep breath. Success or failure depended on this one move!

"Battalion Commander, are you really sure?" The guard Wang Xikui asked worriedly.

Zhang Ling patted his shoulder and said casually, "Don't worry, I know what's going on. What is this called... Oh, physics, do you understand? This is called science!"

Wang Xikui nodded as if he understood, not quite. Although he didn't know what physics or science were, he knew that as long as the battalion commander said so, there must be no problem.

Soon, Xu Erniu led his men to set up the mortar, and ran back breathlessly to report: "Report to the battalion commander, the mortar has been set up and can be fired at any time!"

"Okay!" Zhang Ling took the telescope handed over by Wang Xikui, confirmed the target again, and then decisively ordered: "Reload!"

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a shell drew a perfect parabola with a sharp scream and landed accurately at the target location.

"boom!"

There was another deafening explosion, and a huge cloud of smoke rose from the target location. Gravel and soil were blown all over the sky, as if it was the end of the world.

"Battalion Commander, we hit it! We hit it!" Wang Xikui shouted excitedly.

However, Zhang Ling did not dare to relax his vigilance at all. He stared at the target location and prayed silently in his heart.

However, apart from the smoke produced by the explosion, the expected landslide did not occur, and the entire Cangyun Ridge remained eerily calm, as if the two shells just now were just duds.

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with my calculation?" Zhang Ling's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

"Believe it, how can I not believe it! Just tell us what you want us to do!" Xu Erniu patted his chest and said in a muffled voice. The other soldiers also nodded, with trust in Zhang Ling in their eyes. They had heard about the legendary experience of this battalion commander a long time ago. It was said that this battalion commander crawled out of a pile of dead bodies and had more tricks for fighting than a fox.

"Okay! In that case, let's do this..." Zhang Ling deliberately prolonged his voice and lowered it, as if he was talking about a huge secret, "One shot, kill without burying!"

The soldiers looked at each other, wondering what this meant.

Zhang Ling did not explain, but waved his hand, "Erniu, bring up our last precious treasure!"

Although Xu Erniu and his companions were full of doubts, they immediately followed the order and carefully pushed out the only remaining mortar. The mortar was painted with mottled camouflage, and the barrel still had traces of gunpowder from the last battle, like a soldier who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, quietly waiting for his last battle.

Zhang Ling walked to the mortar, carefully inspected the gun, and adjusted the angle. The shell was placed at his feet, emitting a cold metallic luster, as if foreshadowing the coming death storm.

"Battalion Commander, will this shell really work? There are only two left." A soldier couldn't help but ask, with a hint of worry in his tone.