Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

"I don't know the details, I just know it's urgent and the commander asked you to go back immediately." Kong Jie said, lowering his voice, "I heard it seems to be related to the Japanese raid."

The Japanese raid? Zhang Ling's heart trembled. He knew what the Japanese raid meant. It would be an even more brutal battle.

"Okay, I'll gather the team right away!" Zhang Ling didn't hesitate and immediately turned around to call the soldiers.

......

The headquarters of the independent regiment is located in a hidden valley.

When Zhang Ling arrived with a battalion of soldiers, he saw that the atmosphere in the headquarters was solemn. Li Yunlong was sitting at the table with a frown on his face, not saying a word.

"Report to the regiment commander, the first battalion is here!" Zhang Ling stood at attention and saluted.

Li Yunlong raised his head and saw Zhang Ling, with a smile on his face: "Good boy, you are finally back. You did a good job this time. I will give you a credit!"

"Thank you, Captain!" Zhang Ling felt warm in his heart, he knew that Li Yunlong cared about him.

"Okay, don't be too happy yet." Li Yunlong put away his smile and said in a deep voice, "The situation has changed. The scale of the Japanese raid this time is larger than we imagined, and they have also dispatched elite troops, aiming directly at our independent regiment headquarters!"

"What?" Zhang Ling was shocked. The Japanese actually wanted to wipe out their lair?

"Captain, is this information reliable?" Zhao Gang asked from the side, his face becoming serious.

"It's absolutely true. The news came from the brigade headquarters." Li Yunlong said in a deep voice, "The devils have invested a lot of money this time and want to catch us all in one fell swoop."

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Ling asked.

Li Yunlong did not speak, but walked to the map, scanned the terrain on the map, and fell into deep thought.

"Captain, how about we move?" Zhang Ling suggested. He knew that with their current strength, a head-on fight would not work.

"No!" Li Yunlong refused. "Once we move, what will happen to the people? They will become sitting ducks for the devils!"

"But......"

"No buts!" Li Yunlong slammed the table. "Even if it costs me my life, I will fight the devils to the end!"

"Captain, we'll work with you!" Zhang Ling and Zhao Gang said in unison.

"Okay!" A trace of determination flashed in Li Yunlong's eyes, "Pass my order, everyone enter combat status and prepare to fight the devils!"

"Yes!"

......

As night falls, the valley is silent with only the whistling of the cold wind.

The soldiers of the independent regiment were lying in ambush on the position, each of them holding their weapons tightly, with determined eyes, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

As time passed, the atmosphere became more and more tense, and the air seemed to be filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps and horse hooves in the distance broke the tranquility of the valley.

"The devils are coming!"

Zhang Ling's heart trembled. He knew that a bloody battle was about to begin.

"Kong Jie? Why are you here?" Zhang Ling looked at the dusty Kong Jie and was a little surprised. Kong Jie laughed, got off his horse, and patted Zhang Ling's shoulder: "Old Zhang, you are really good, you killed Yamamoto Ikki! This is a great achievement!"

Zhang Ling gave a bitter smile: "What merit or no merit? It's all for fighting the Japanese! By the way, why are you here?"

Kong Jie put away his smile and became serious: "Old Li asked me to bring the third battalion to support you. He said that the Japanese are coming with great force this time and we must hold our position."

"Old Li? How is he?" Zhang Ling's heart tightened. Old Li was Li Yunlong, the commander of the independent regiment. He was also the company commander before Zhang Ling traveled through time, and the elder brother he respected.

"Don't worry, the commander is fine. He just got grazed on the arm by a Japanese bullet, but no bones were hurt." Kong Jie grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Zhang Ling finally felt relieved. He knew Li Yunlong's temper. He was a man who was not afraid of anything. As long as he was not dead, he would never fall down easily.

"Let's go and check on the wounded first." Zhang Ling called out and walked to the back with Kong Jie.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the battlefield, reflecting the devastation and the strong smell of blood in the air. The soldiers of the independent regiment were cleaning the battlefield and treating the wounded.

Zhang Ling was filled with emotion as he watched the scene. He was originally a special forces soldier from the 21st century, but accidentally traveled to this war-torn era and became a company commander of the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment.

Here, he witnessed the cruelty of war and felt the feelings of life and death among his comrades. He vowed to do his best to defeat the invaders and protect this land!

"Old Zhang, what are you daydreaming about?" Kong Jie's voice interrupted Zhang Ling's thoughts.

Zhang Ling came back to his senses and shook his head: "Nothing, I just remembered something."

Kong Jie patted him on the shoulder and didn't ask any more questions. He knew that everyone has a past that they don't want to touch.

"By the way, Lao Li asked you to go to the regiment headquarters, saying that he has something important to discuss with you." Kong Jie said as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Important things?" Zhang Ling frowned. Could it be that the Japanese were going to make some new moves?

"Okay, stop guessing. You'll know when you get there." Kong Jie smiled mysteriously and kept the secret.

Zhang Ling did not ask any more questions. After saying goodbye to Kong Jie, he walked towards the regiment headquarters with his guard Zhuzi.

The headquarters of the independent regiment was located in a small mountain village. A few simple adobe houses were where operations were commanded.

Zhang Ling walked into the regiment headquarters and saw Li Yunlong sitting at the table, smoking a pipe and looking at a map.

"Old Li, are you looking for me?" Zhang Ling saluted.

Li Yunlong looked up at him and pointed to the stool beside the table: "Sit down."

After Zhang Ling sat down, Li Yunlong asked, "I heard that you killed Yamamoto Ikki?"

"Captain, it was just luck." Zhang Ling said modestly.

"Luck? Don't try that on me! I heard that you fought alone with Yamamoto Ikki for three hundred rounds before you defeated him!" Li Yunlong said with his eyes wide open, but there was a hint of admiration in his tone.

"Captain, I..."

"Okay, stop explaining. I know you're a capable guy!" Li Yunlong waved his hand, interrupting Zhang Ling's words, then picked up a document from the table and handed it to him, "Take a look. This is a telegram just sent from headquarters."

Zhang Ling took the telegram and read it carefully.

"What? The Japanese are going to launch a large-scale sweep against our independent regiment?" Zhang Ling's face changed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"That's right, the Japs are determined to wipe us out this time, so we must be fully prepared!" Li Yunlong said solemnly.

"Old Li, what do you think?" Zhang Ling asked.

Li Yunlong pondered for a moment and said, "My idea is to avoid the enemy's sharp edge, break up into small groups, fight a guerrilla war with the devils, delay the devils' steps, wait for the main force to arrive, and then fight the devils to the death!"

Zhang Ling nodded. Li Yunlong's idea coincided with his. The Japanese were powerful and well-equipped. If they fought head-on, the independent regiment would definitely suffer.

"Okay, let's do it!" Zhang Ling said, "I'll arrange it right away!"

"Wait!" Li Yunlong stopped him and said, "There is one more thing. I plan to ask you to carry out a special mission."

"What mission?" Zhang Ling asked.

Li Yunlong's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he said, "Go blow up the Japanese arsenal!"

"Blow up the armory?" Zhang Ling was shocked. This was an extremely dangerous mission.

"Old Li, this is too dangerous, let me go!" Kong Jie stepped forward and said.

"No, you are too reckless and impulsive. This matter has to be handed over to Lao Zhang. He is calm and composed, and thoughtful, so he is suitable for carrying out this special mission!" Li Yunlong directly rejected Kong Jie's request.

Zhang Ling was silent for a moment. He knew that Li Yunlong trusted him and recognized his abilities.

"Okay, I'll go!" Zhang Ling finally agreed.

"Good! This is my good brother!" Li Yunlong laughed and patted Zhang Ling's shoulder hard.

"But, Commander, how can I get there? The Japanese arsenal must be heavily guarded, and it will be difficult for me to sneak in alone." Zhang Ling asked.

Li Yunlong smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't worry, I have arranged everything for you. You just need to do as I say..."

Before Li Yunlong finished speaking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside. A soldier ran in in a panic and shouted, "Captain, it's bad. The Japs... the Japs are coming!"

"Kong Jie? Independent Regiment?" A thought flashed through Zhang Ling's mind. Could this Kong Jie be the commander of the independent regiment who was an old comrade-in-arms of Li Yunlong in "Drawing Sword"?

"It's true that after searching for a long time, I finally found it without any effort!" Zhang Ling was secretly happy. He was worrying about how to gain a foothold in this world, but he didn't expect to meet an acquaintance so soon.

"Kong Jie meets Captain Zhang. I've heard of your name for a long time!" Kong Jie dismounted, strode to Zhang Ling, saluted him with a standard military salute, and said with a hearty smile, "I've heard that our Eighth Route Army has a sharpshooter. After seeing him today, I find that his reputation is well-deserved!"

Zhang Ling quickly returned the gift and said modestly: "Captain Kong, thank you for the compliment. It's just luck."

"Hey, what good luck? This is real skill! The old devil Yamamoto Ikki is a famous general among the devils. Many Eighth Route Army soldiers have fallen into his hands. He deserves it for falling into your hands today!" Kong Jie patted Zhang Ling's shoulder majestically, with such force that Zhang Ling almost stumbled.

"By the way, I haven't had time to introduce myself yet. I'm the commander of the third battalion of the independent regiment, Kong Jie!" Kong Jie said, handing Zhang Ling a kettle, "Come, have a drink of water to calm your nerves."

Zhang Ling took the kettle and took a sip. The water in the kettle should be boiled water, but Zhang Ling felt that the water was particularly sweet. It was a long-lost friendship between comrades-in-arms.

"Captain Kong, how come you are here?" Zhang Ling asked. He remembered that in "Bright Sword", the independent regiment seemed to be active in the Zhaojiayu area.