Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

After saying this, Li Yunlong fell into deep thought.

Zhang Ling looked at the familiar Li Yunlong in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that he could never go back, and he would fight bloody battles with Li Yunlong in this war-torn era for the liberation of the nation and the independence of the country!

Zhang Ling looked at the black muzzle of the gun, his heart in his throat. What the hell was going on? He had gone through so much trouble to travel here, but before he even met Li Yunlong, he was going to be shot as a Japanese spy? This was too unfair!

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and explained: "Two brothers, you misunderstood! I am really not a Japanese spy! I really fled from Taiyuan. If you don't believe me, look, I still have this!"

As he said this, he took out a silver dollar from his pocket and handed it to Lao Zhao. This was specially prepared by him before he traveled through time. He knew that this thing was very valuable during the Republic of China period.

Lao Zhao took the silver dollar, examined it carefully, bit it with his teeth, nodded, and said to the young soldier: "Lao Wang, this silver dollar is real. It seems that he is not a devil."

The young soldier, Lao Wang, was still a little worried. He leaned close to Lao Zhao's ear and whispered, "Lao Zhao, you must be on guard against others! This kid's whereabouts are unknown. Let's tie him up first and interrogate him when the commander comes back!"

Lao Zhao thought about it and felt that what Lao Wang said made sense, so he nodded and said to Zhang Ling: "Boy, don't blame us brothers for being cautious. This is an extraordinary period and we have to be on guard. How about this, you come with us to hide in the cave first, and we will let you out when the captain comes back."

Zhang Ling had no choice but to follow the two men into the cave.

The cave was not big, and it was very dark inside. The air was filled with a damp and musty smell. With the weak light from the cave entrance, Zhang Ling saw a few people in the cave, all wearing gray coarse cloth military uniforms. They were pale and thin, and their spirits were listless. They were obviously starving.

"Old Zhao, where did you capture this kid from?" asked one of the older soldiers. He had a long scar on his face, extending from the corner of his left eye to his chin, which looked very ferocious.

"This kid said he fled from Taiyuan." Lao Zhao answered while pushing Zhang Ling into the cave, "Lao Wang, keep an eye on him, don't let him get away!"

Lao Wang responded, walked up to Zhang Ling, sat down opposite him, and stared at him with his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Zhang Ling felt uncomfortable being stared at by Lao Wang. He coughed and asked, "Big brother, which unit are you from?"

"Independent Regiment." Lao Wang replied unhappily.

"Independent Regiment?" Zhang Ling was delighted. It seemed that he had stumbled upon the right place by accident. "Is your regiment leader Li Yunlong?"

"Do you know our leader?" Old Wang immediately became alert, stood up, walked in front of Zhang Ling, and looked down at him, "Who are you?"

Zhang Ling knew that he had let something slip, so he quickly explained, "I heard that Captain Li Yunlong is very good at fighting, so I wanted to join him."

"Deserted?" Old Wang sneered, "With the way you are dressed, you still want to defect to us? I think you are probably here to desert!"

"I'm really not a deserter!" Zhang Ling was anxious, "I really came to surrender to Captain Li Yunlong!"

"Okay, stop bragging!" At this time, the soldier with the scar on his face came over. He looked Zhang Ling up and down, with a gleam in his eyes. "Tell me the truth, kid, who are you? What is your purpose here?"

Zhang Ling looked at the sharp eyes of the scarred man and thought to himself that something was wrong. It seemed that his identity had been suspected by the other party.

His eyes rolled, a plan came to his mind, and he suddenly slapped his thigh and cried out loudly: "To be honest, I was forced by the devils! I was originally a company commander of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army. During the Battle of Xinkou, our company was ordered to block the devil's attack, but we were outnumbered and the whole company was surrounded by the devils. I fought desperately to break through, and finally escaped. I ran all the way here and ran into you."

As he spoke, he took out a small cloth bag from his pocket, opened it, and inside was an officer's certificate of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army and a medal stained with blood.

"This is my officer's ID and medal." Zhang Ling handed the two items to Scarface, "If you don't believe me, you can take a look."

Scarface took the officer's certificate and medals, examined them carefully, and asked Zhang Ling a few questions about the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army. Seeing that Zhang Ling answered clearly, he dispelled his suspicions about him.

"So you are a brother of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army." Scarface returned the officer's certificate and medal to Zhang Ling, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "We are all anti-Japanese troops, and we should help each other. Don't worry, our independent regiment will never treat you unfairly. When the commander comes back, I will say a few good words for you."

Zhang Ling was secretly delighted when he heard this. It seemed that his words had finally gotten away with it. He hurriedly thanked Scarface, but in his heart he was secretly thinking about how to get close to Li Yunlong and complete his mission.

At this moment, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the cave, and then a loud voice sounded at the entrance of the cave: "Lao Zhao, Lao Wang, are you there?"

Hearing the voice, Zhang Ling's heart skipped a beat. He raised his head and stared at the cave entrance. He saw a burly, bearded man appear at the entrance. Behind him were several soldiers, and everyone had an anxious look on his face.

"Captain, you're back!" Lao Zhao and Lao Wang hurried to greet him.

"What happened?" the man asked.

"Reporting to the regiment commander, the Japanese sent a company of puppet troops to raid our area. We fought a battle with them and several of our brothers were injured," said Lao Zhao.

"Damn it, the Japs are going too far!" the man yelled, "Come on, I'll take you to kill the Japs!"

As he was about to walk out of the cave, suddenly, his eyes fell on Zhang Ling and he was stunned.

"Who is this kid?"

Zhang Ling looked at the bearded man in front of him and was extremely excited. He finally met Li Yunlong!

Zhang Ling's heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. Standing in front of him was his only goal in this era - Li Yunlong!

Li Yunlong, the head of the independent regiment, was a man who left a deep mark in history, a god of war that the devils were terrified of! At this moment, he was looking at Zhang Ling with a puzzled look, his thick eyebrows twisted into a ball.

"Who is this guy?" Li Yunlong asked in a rough voice, with a hint of vigilance in his tone.

"Report to the regiment commander," Scarface Zhao Gang stepped forward quickly, "This is a brother from the Shanxi Suiyuan Army. He said he fought the Japanese during the Battle of Xinkou and broke out. He wants to join our independent regiment."

"Jinsui Army?" Li Yunlong looked Zhang Ling up and down, a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes, "The Jinsui Army is a bunch of weaklings, running faster than rabbits, how can they win a battle?"

Zhang Ling cursed in his heart, this Li Yunlong is really a dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory! However, he did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face. Instead, he showed a sad expression and sighed and said: "Commander, you don't know that although our Jinsui Army is poorly equipped and weak in combat effectiveness, we are still determined to fight against the Japanese! We fought desperately with the devils in Xinkou for seven days and seven nights, and in the end I was the only one in the company who broke through..."

Having said this, Zhang Ling deliberately paused and pretended to be heartbroken.

Li Yunlong was fooled. He despised those who were afraid of death. Seeing Zhang Ling like this, he felt a little sympathy in his heart and softened his tone: "Okay, stop crying. We are all fighting against the Japanese. Since you are here, I will take you in!"

Zhang Ling was delighted and said quickly, "Thank you, Captain! Thank you, Captain!"

"What's your name?" Li Yunlong asked.

"My name is Zhang Ling."

"Zhang Ling?" Li Yunlong repeated himself. He seemed to feel that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"Captain," Zhao Gang reminded him, "The Japanese puppet army is still outside. Should we..."

"Yes, yes, yes, look at my memory!" Li Yunlong slapped his head, "Let's go and deal with those traitors first!"

After saying that, Li Yunlong waved his hand and rushed out of the cave with the soldiers. Zhang Ling also hurriedly followed. He knew that he had only temporarily gained Li Yunlong's trust. If he wanted to complete the task, he still needed to work hard.

Li Yunlong led his soldiers to the entrance of the village, and indeed saw a group of puppet soldiers in khaki uniforms showing off their might in the village, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of atrocities.

"Damn these traitorous dogs, I must kill them all today!" Li Yunlong was furious and was ready to rush forward with the pistol in his hand.

"Captain, wait!" Zhang Ling quickly pulled him back. "These puppet soldiers are just minions. It's useless to arrest them. Why don't we..."

Zhang Ling leaned close to Li Yunlong's ear and whispered his plan. After hearing this, Li Yunlong's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh and said, "Good boy, you are brave and resourceful! Let's do it!"

According to Zhang Ling's plan, the soldiers of the independent regiment did not rush to attack, but ambushed in the woods outside the village, waiting quietly.

Zhang Ling changed into a puppet army uniform and swaggered into the village. He came to the puppet army company commander, pretended to be panicked, and said: "Company commander, it's bad! The Eighth Route Army is coming!"

"What? The Eighth Route Army is coming?" The puppet army commander turned pale with fear. "Where are they? How many of them are there?"

"They are just outside the village. There are a large number of them and they are coming in a very aggressive manner!" Zhang Ling said as he secretly observed the expression of the puppet army company commander.

The puppet army commander was fooled. He ordered his men in a panic: "Quick! Quick! Prepare for battle!"