Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

"Captain, you're back!"

"Brother Zhang Ling, you're okay too, that's great!"

Seeing Li Yunlong and Zhang Ling return safely, the soldiers gathered around them with happy looks on their faces.

"Shut the fuck up!" Li Yunlong roared, and the soldiers immediately quieted down.

Li Yunlong glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice: "The political commissar died. He passed away peacefully. Before he died, he was still thinking about our independent regiment and this war..."

At this point, Li Yunlong's voice choked up. He suppressed the grief in his heart and continued, "Before the political commissar died, he fought desperately to snatch back this 'Operation Plan C' from the devils. This plan is related to the situation of the entire war of resistance. We must send it safely to the headquarters!"

"Captain, don't worry, we will complete the mission even if we risk our lives!"

"Political Commissar, rest in peace. We will definitely avenge you!"

The soldiers were outraged and asked to fight.

Li Yunlong looked at these lovely soldiers in front of him, his heart filled with emotion and relief. He knew that the sacrifice of Political Commissar Zhao Gang did not cause the collapse of the independent regiment, but instead further inspired the fighting spirit of the soldiers!

"Okay! I feel relieved after hearing what you said!" Li Yunlong took a deep breath and said loudly, "Zhang Ling, you must leave immediately and deliver this 'Operation Plan C' to the headquarters. Be careful on the way!"

"Yes!" Zhang Ling took the sketch handed to him by Li Yunlong, saluted with a standard military salute, turned around and walked out the door.

"Wait!" Li Yunlong suddenly called Zhang Ling, "Take this!"

As Li Yunlong spoke, he took off a jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Zhang Ling. "This was given to me by my master when I was a monk in Shaolin Temple. He said it can bless me with safety. Take it with you and be careful on the road!"

Zhang Ling took the jade pendant, and a warm current spread from his palm to his whole body. He looked at Li Yunlong's weathered face and nodded solemnly, "Thank you, Captain!"

After saying that, Zhang Ling turned around and strode away from the independent regiment's base, heading into the distance...

The night was shrouding the river, and the water was hitting the wooden boat, making a gurgling sound. Zhang Ling wrapped his ragged cotton jacket tightly around him and couldn't help shivering. He looked across at Li Yunlong, who was silent. He saw that this usually fearless commander was like a volcano about to erupt, exuding suppressed anger.

"Old Li..." Zhang Ling opened his mouth, wanting to say something comforting, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't say anything. He knew Li Yunlong too well. Political Commissar Zhao and Li Yunlong were like brothers. The blow to Li Yunlong from Zhao Gang's accident was imaginable.

"Damn Yamamoto Ikki!" Li Yunlong punched the boat board with a dull thud. "I'm going to skin him alive!"

Zhang Ling knew that the Yamamoto Ikki mentioned by Li Yunlong was a special operations expert of the Japanese army. He was cunning and cruel, and had dealt heavy losses to the independent regiment many times. This time, Zhao Gang was likely to fall into the hands of Yamamoto Ikki.

"Old Li, don't be anxious. Let's go back to the independent regiment first, tell the brigade commander about it, and then make plans." Zhang Ling persuaded.

Li Yunlong took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner anger. He knew that Zhang Ling was right. The most important thing now was to preserve strength. Blind action would only alert the enemy and would not help.

"You're right, I was too impulsive." Li Yunlong said in a muffled voice, "After I go back, I will personally lead the troops to flatten the Black Cloud Village and avenge Old Zhao!"

Zhang Ling's heart sank when he mentioned Black Cloud Village. Black Cloud Village was Yamamoto Ikki's old nest, easy to defend but difficult to attack. The Independent Regiment had tried to capture Black Cloud Village many times, but all ended in failure.

"Old Li, the terrain of Heiyun Village is complicated. We can't just attack it head-on. We have to come up with a foolproof plan." Zhang Ling reminded.

Li Yunlong nodded. He knew that what Zhang Ling said made sense. However, when he thought that Zhao Gang might be tortured, he became extremely anxious. He wanted to rush to Heiyun Village immediately and tear Yamamoto Ikki into pieces.

"You are a very clever boy. Tell me, how can we rescue Lao Zhao?" Li Yunlong looked at Zhang Ling with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Zhang Ling fell into deep thought. He carefully recalled all the information he knew about Heiyun Village and Yamamoto Ikki's combat style, trying to find a breakthrough.

Suddenly, a bold idea emerged in his mind.

"Old Li, I have an idea. Maybe we can give it a try..." Zhang Ling lowered his voice and slowly told his plan.

......

The next morning, there was a solemn atmosphere at the independent regiment’s base.

Li Yunlong stood at the front of the team with a solemn expression. Behind him were the fully armed soldiers of the Independent Regiment. Each of their faces was filled with grief, indignation and determination.

"Comrades, the political commissar has been captured by the devils, and his life or death is unknown!" Li Yunlong's voice was loud and powerful, and it was particularly clear in the quiet morning. "We are all Lao Zhao's brothers. Lao Zhao is in trouble now. Can we just stand by and watch?"

"No!" The soldiers roared in unison, their voices shaking the earth.

"Good! You are worthy of being my soldier!" Li Yunlong nodded with satisfaction. "Today, we will go to take down the Black Cloud Village, rescue Lao Zhao, and avenge our dead brothers!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Every soldier of the independent regiment was like a lit powder keg, full of fighting passion.

Li Yunlong waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

The independent regiment marched towards the Black Cloud Village in a mighty manner.

However, they didn't know what a brutal battle was waiting for them...

The night was shrouding the river, with only faint starlight dotting it. Zhang Ling and Li Yunlong sat in the boat, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it seemed to be frozen.

"How did the political commissar... die?" Zhang Ling finally couldn't help but break the silence and asked in a hoarse voice.

Li Yunlong took a deep puff of his pipe, and the smoke spread in the air, blurring his face. After a while, he said sadly: "The Japanese sent a large force to attack our base. In order to cover the retreat of the villagers, the political commissar stayed behind with the guard platoon..."

Zhang Ling's heart suddenly sank. He knew that with the limited strength of the guard platoon, facing the crazy attack of the devils, it was like hitting a rock with an egg. Zhao Gang knew that it was a dead end, but he still chose to stay without hesitation, using his flesh and blood to buy a glimmer of life for his fellow villagers.

"Damn it, I'll make these bastards pay for their blood debt with blood!" Li Yunlong slammed his fist on the deck, making a dull sound, tears flashing in his eyes.

Zhang Ling did not speak, but clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug deep into his flesh, but he did not feel any pain. His heart was burning with rage, and he wished he could rush to the devil's lair right now and kill them all!

The boat drifted in the night for a long time and finally reached the shore. Li Yunlong took Zhang Ling and returned to the temporary station of the independent regiment in the dark.

As soon as he entered the village, Zhang Ling felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. The soldiers all looked solemn, and the camp, which should have been bustling, was now silent, with only a few bonfires swaying in the cold wind, as if silently expressing sadness.

"Captain, you're back!"

"Zhang Ling, you're still alive, that's great!"

Seeing Li Yunlong and Zhang Ling return safely, the soldiers gathered around them with expressions of surprise and joy on their faces.

"It's already this late and you're still making such a commotion. How disgraceful!" Li Yunlong roared, and the soldiers immediately quieted down.

"Listen to me, the political commissar... the political commissar died heroically!" Li Yunlong said in a deep voice, suppressing the grief in his heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, sobbing broke out in the crowd. The soldiers lowered their heads, tears silently falling.

Zhang Ling stood in the crowd, watching this scene, with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that for these strong men, shedding blood but not tears was their last stubbornness, but at this moment, they shed tears for Zhao Gang's sacrifice, which showed how important Zhao Gang was in their hearts.

"Stop crying, the political commissar would definitely call you cowards if he knew what you are like now!" Li Yunlong shouted with red eyes, "What we should do now is not to cry here, but to pick up weapons, avenge the political commissar, and kill those damn devils!"

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!" The soldiers roared in unison, the sound was deafening and echoed through the night sky.

Li Yunlong took a deep breath, suppressed the grief in his heart, and began to arrange combat tasks.

"Zhang Ling, you are lucky, this mission is up to you!"

"What mission?" Zhang Ling was cheered up. He knew that Li Yunlong must have given him the most dangerous mission.

"The Japanese must have a back-up plan for this sneak attack. Take the reconnaissance platoon and find out their details. If I want to avenge the political commissar, I must first find out the enemy's situation!"

"Yes!" Zhang Ling responded loudly, with the flame of revenge flashing in his eyes.

......

The next morning, Zhang Ling led the reconnaissance platoon and set out. They disguised themselves as Japanese soldiers and headed west, searching for places where the Japanese soldiers might appear.

Along the way, they encountered several waves of Japanese patrols, but they cleverly avoided them.

"Platoon leader, Ping'an County is ahead. Should we go in and take a look?" Scout Wang Xikui asked in a low voice, pointing to a city in the distance.

Zhang Ling raised the telescope and observed carefully. He saw that the city gates were closed, the city walls were heavily guarded, and Japanese soldiers patrolled back and forth from time to time. It was obvious that the security had been strengthened.

"Ping'an County is an important stronghold of the Japanese. It's too risky for us to go in. We should send someone to investigate the situation first." Zhang Ling said after hesitating for a moment.

"I'll go!" Wang Xikui volunteered.

"No, you are too impulsive. If you are discovered by the Japanese, it will be troublesome." Zhang Ling shook his head and refused, "I'll go, you guys wait for my news here."

"Platoon leader, this is too dangerous, let me go!" Wang Xikui said anxiously.