Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

"This pocket watch..." Old Zhao looked at the pocket watch, then looked at Zhang Ling, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"This pocket watch was passed down from my grandfather to my father, and then from my father to me. It is our family heirloom!" Zhang Ling explained.

"Old Zhao, I don't think he's lying." The young soldier next to him also came over to look at the pocket watch and whispered, "Who would use something like this to deceive people these days?"

Old Zhao thought about it and agreed. In these chaotic times, who would use such valuable things to cheat people? Unless they thought they were going to die.

"Okay, I'll believe you for now." Lao Zhao lowered his gun, but his tone was still serious, "But you have to come back with me. When you meet the regiment commander and the political commissar, you have to explain to them yourself!"

"Okay! No problem!" Zhang Ling was eager to meet Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang as soon as possible. Only by meeting them could he figure out the current situation and find a way to survive in this dangerous era.

Lao Zhao put away his gun and said to Zhang Ling, "Let's go!"

Zhang Ling followed Lao Zhao and the young soldier and walked deep into the village. Along the way, he couldn't help but look at the surrounding environment, the dilapidated houses, the muddy roads, and the ragged villagers, all of which showed the poverty and backwardness of this era.

"Big brother, I haven't asked for your name yet?" Zhang Ling asked.

"My name is Wang Xikui," the young soldier replied, "and his name is Lao Zhao, Zhao Hu."

"Wang Xikui? Zhao Hu?" Zhang Ling's mind was moved. Why did these two names sound so familiar? He thought about it carefully and suddenly remembered that these two names seemed to have appeared in the TV series "Bright Sword", and they were both soldiers under Li Yunlong!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling suddenly became excited. Could it be that he really traveled to the world of "Drawing Sword"? He suppressed his excitement and continued to ask: "Two brothers, the regiment commander and political commissar you are talking about, are they Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang?"

"Do you know our regiment commander and political commissar?" Wang Xikui and Zhao Hu stopped at the same time and looked at Zhang Ling in surprise.

"I..." Zhang Ling realized that he had let something slip and hurriedly explained, "I've heard people say before that the independent regiment's commander Li Yunlong and political commissar Zhao Gang were both heroes who fought against the Japanese!"

"Of course!" When Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were mentioned, Wang Xikui and Zhao Hu immediately became excited, with proud expressions on their faces. "Our regiment commander and political commissar are well-known heroes. When fighting the Japanese, they are really..."

Wang Xikui wanted to continue speaking but was stopped by Zhao Hu, who winked at him, signaling him not to continue.

Wang Xikui then remembered that Zhang Ling’s identity was still unclear, so he shut his mouth.

Seeing this, Zhang Ling became even more certain that he had really traveled to the world of "Drawing Sword", and the two soldiers in front of him were Li Yunlong's soldiers!

"Brothers, rest assured, I am definitely not a bad person!" Zhang Ling emphasized again, "I came here this time because I have something very important to tell Captain Li and Political Commissar Zhao. This matter concerns the safety of the Independent Regiment!"

"What?!!!" Wang Xikui and Zhao Hu were shocked when they heard this.

"Don't talk nonsense, kid!" Zhao Hu grabbed Zhang Ling by the collar, his eyes wide open, "If you dare to lie to us, I'll shoot you!"

Zhang Ling looked at the furious Zhao Hu in front of him and said "Oh no" in his heart. It seemed that he was too impatient and accidentally exposed his purpose.

How to explain it now? Zhang Ling's brain was working rapidly, thinking about how to deal with it.

"Old Zhao, don't be impulsive!" The young soldier grabbed Old Zhao's arm and said in a low voice, "We haven't figured out his identity yet. What if he is one of us?"

Old Zhao glared at him and said unhappily, "Xiao Wang, you are just soft-hearted! These days, the Japanese spies are everywhere. Who knows if he is pretending?"

Seeing that the two were arguing, Zhang Ling quickly said, "Brothers, I am really one of you! Although I may not look like one in my clothes, I am also a passionate young man who is determined to fight against the Japanese and save the country!"

"A passionate young man?" Old Zhao sneered, "If you were a passionate young man, why would you come to this deep mountain forest?"

"I..." Zhang Ling was speechless for a moment. He couldn't say that he had traveled through time, right?

"Old Zhao, I don't think he's a bad guy. Why don't we take him back and hand him over to the captain for interrogation?" Xiao Wang suggested.

Lao Zhao hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "Okay, take him back first, but tie him up to prevent him from doing anything tricky!"

Xiao Wang untied the rope from his waist and tied Zhang Ling's hands behind his back. Although Zhang Ling was unhappy, he did not dare to resist and could only follow the two men obediently.

Along the way, Zhang Ling tried to find out about the two soldiers in front of him. He knew that he was now in the Anti-Japanese War period, and most likely in the world of the TV series "Bright Sword", but he didn't know which unit it was.

Lao Zhao and Xiao Wang were very cautious in their attitude towards Zhang Ling. They never revealed their unit numbers, only saying that they were the Eighth Route Army and were unwilling to say anything else.

After walking for about half an hour, a forest appeared in front of us. In the middle of the forest, some houses were vaguely visible.

"Our base is ahead." Lao Zhao said, "Behave yourself, kid, and don't play any tricks!"

Zhang Ling nodded and followed the two into the woods.

The woods were very quiet, with only the occasional chirping of birds. After passing through the woods, the view suddenly opened up, and I saw a clearing with a dozen thatched houses scattered in an orderly manner. In front of the door, some clothes and food were hung out to dry.

"Old Zhao, are you back?"

"Xiao Wang, how is it, did you gain anything?"

Seeing Lao Zhao and Xiao Wang coming back, several soldiers who were chatting at the door came over to greet them.

"Report to the squad leader, we have caught a suspicious person!" Xiao Wang pointed at Zhang Ling and said.

"Suspicious person?" The squad leader was stunned when he heard this, and then his eyes fell on Zhang Ling, "What's going on?"

Lao Zhao briefly recounted what had happened, and the squad leader frowned after listening.

"From Taiyuan? That's strange." The squad leader looked Zhang Ling up and down, his eyes full of suspicion, "What's your name?"

"My name is Zhang Ling." Zhang Ling said.

"Zhang Ling?" The squad leader hesitated for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and his face suddenly changed, "You...you are Zhang Ling?!"

Zhang Ling was shocked. Could it be that this squad leader knew him?

"You...who are you?" Zhang Ling asked tentatively.

The squad leader took a deep breath, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed Zhang Ling's shoulders and shouted, "Are you really Zhang Ling? Are you really Zhang Ling from the Independent Regiment?!"

Zhang Ling was shocked by the squad leader's reaction. Before he could say anything, he heard a cry of surprise from the side: "What? He is Zhang Ling? The sharpshooter Zhang Ling?!"

"Sharpshooter?" Zhang Ling wondered when he became a sharpshooter?

"You...you know me?" Zhang Ling asked tentatively.

"I know him! Of course I know him!" the squad leader said excitedly, "Who in the entire independent regiment doesn't know you, Zhang Ling? You are the great hero of our independent regiment!"

"Great hero?" Zhang Ling was even more confused. "What...what did I do?"

"Have you forgotten? You shot and killed the commander of the Sakata Regiment, and seized the Japanese's command knife, which earned you first-class merit!" the squad leader said excitedly, "This incident has spread throughout the Eighth Route Army!"

Zhang Ling was stunned. He shot and killed the commander of the Sakata regiment? How...how could this be possible?

He was obviously just an ordinary college student. When did he learn to shoot a gun? And why did he end up on the anti-Japanese battlefield?

"This...what is going on?" Zhang Ling felt his mind was in a mess. He tried desperately to sort out his thoughts, but he couldn't figure it out.

"Lao Zhao, Xiao Wang, take Zhang Ling to the house to rest first. I will go and notify the regiment commander and the political commissar!" After the squad leader said this, he hurriedly ran to one of the thatched huts.

Lao Zhao and Xiao Wang took Zhang Ling to an empty room and untied the ropes on him.

"Zhang Ling, you are so amazing!" Xiao Wang looked at Zhang Ling with admiration, "Killing Captain Sakata with one shot, this is a great achievement!"

"I...I really don't remember." Zhang Ling said with a wry smile, "I seemed to have a very long dream. A lot of things happened in the dream, but after waking up, I couldn't remember anything."

"Dream?" Old Zhao and Xiao Wang looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore." Zhang Ling shook his head. "The most important thing now is to figure out what's going on with me."

At this moment, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the house, followed by a familiar voice: "Zhang Ling! Where are you? I finally found you!"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Ling was shocked all over. He was very familiar with this voice. It was Li Yunlong!

He quickly stood up and looked towards the door, only to see a burly man with a full beard walking towards him with big strides.

"Old Li!" Zhang Ling shouted excitedly.

"Zhang Ling!" Li Yunlong grabbed Zhang Ling's shoulders and looked him up and down, his eyes full of surprise. "You're not dead? That's great!"

"Old Li, I...I seem to have lost my memory." Zhang Ling said with a wry smile, "I don't remember a lot of things."

"Amnesia?" Li Yunlong frowned when he heard this. "What's going on?"

Zhang Ling told Li Yunlong in detail about his time traveling back to the Anti-Japanese War period and what happened afterwards.

After listening to Zhang Ling's story, Li Yunlong's face was full of surprise and confusion.

"You said you came from the future?" Li Yunlong asked in disbelief.

"That's right." Zhang Ling nodded, "I don't know what happened. I found myself here after I woke up."

Li Yunlong pondered for a moment and said, "This matter is too unbelievable. I need to think about it carefully."