Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

"You mean, the Japanese might have taken Captain Li's body to the shrine in Ping'an County?" Zhang Ling interrupted Li Dashan, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"It's very possible." Li Dashan nodded.

Zhang Ling took a deep breath, his eyes became extremely firm. He looked at Li Dashan and said word by word: "Uncle Dashan, take me to Ping'an County. I want to get Captain Li's body back!"

"What? You want to go to Ping'an County?" Li Dashan was shocked when he heard this. "Little brother, are you crazy? That's the devil's lair. If you go there alone, you will die!"

"Uncle Dashan, I know it's very dangerous, but I can't just watch Captain Li's body fall into the hands of the enemy. I want to bring him back and let him rest in peace!" Zhang Ling said firmly.

"But......"

"No buts!" Zhang Ling interrupted Li Dashan, "Uncle Dashan, you don't need to persuade me. I have made up my mind. I must go to Ping'an County and get Captain Li's body back!"

Li Dashan looked at Zhang Ling's determined eyes and knew that he could no longer change his decision.

"Okay, since you insist on going, I will go with you!" Li Dashan gritted his teeth and said.

"Uncle Dashan, you..."

"You don't have to say anything, I've made up my mind!" Li Dashan waved his hand, interrupting Zhang Ling's words, "My elder brother treated me well, and now his body is still warm. How can I, as his younger brother, just stand by and watch?"

Zhang Ling looked at Li Dashan, and his heart was filled with emotion. He knew that Li Dashan decided to take the risk and accompany him to Ping'an County for him.

"Uncle Dashan, thank you!" Zhang Ling said gratefully.

"You and I are brothers, why are you thanking me?" Li Dashan smiled and said, "Let's go now without further delay!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Ling and Li Dashan packed up their things and left the village, heading towards Ping'an County.

Ping'an County is an important military town of the nearby Japanese invaders. It has high walls and is heavily guarded. It is extremely difficult to sneak in!

Zhang Ling and Li Dashan hid in a forest outside the city, observing the situation at the city gate.

"Uncle Dashan, how do we get in?" Zhang Ling asked.

Li Dashan frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "We can only outsmart them, not fight them head-on. We have to find a way to sneak in."

Just then, a carriage slowly approached from a distance and headed towards the city gate.

Zhang Ling's eyes lit up, and he pointed at the carriage and said, "Uncle Dashan, look at that carriage, can we..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Li Dashan.

"No!" Li Dashan shook his head and said, "That carriage is a Japanese military vehicle. If we dare to attack it, we will definitely be discovered!"

"What should we do?" Zhang Ling asked, "Are we just going to wait here?"

Li Dashan didn't say anything, but stared at the carriage, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he suddenly sneered, and said to Zhang Ling in a low voice: "Little brother, I have an idea..."

"Sacrificed? This...how is this possible?!" Zhang Ling shook his head in disbelief. Li Yunlong survived to the end in "Drawing Sword", how could he have sacrificed himself?

Li Dashan smiled bitterly and shook his head, then slowly explained the whole story.

It turned out that in order to cover the retreat of the troops during a breakout battle, Li Yunlong stayed behind alone to block the enemy, but was eventually outnumbered and died heroically.

"When my eldest brother left, he left this letter and a gun, saying it was for you." Li Dashan took out a yellowed envelope from his arms and handed it to Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling took the envelope with trembling hands, opened it, and saw a few lines of vigorous handwriting on it:

"Brother, when you see this letter, I will have gone to see Marx. After I leave, you have to take good care of Dashan for me. This kid lost his parents when he was young. It was not easy for me to raise him. You have to teach him well for me and don't let him go astray. In addition, I leave my Hanyang-made rifle to you. Haven't you always wanted to be a soldier and fight the devils? Take it and kill a few more devils for me to avenge me!"

The letter was signed: Your brother, Li Yunlong.

Reading the letter, Zhang Ling's eyes became moist. He seemed to see Li Yunlong, the upright and courageous man who dared to love and hate, standing in front of him, smiling grandly, patting his shoulder and speaking words of encouragement.

"Brother..." Zhang Ling tightly held the letter in his hand, feeling extremely sad. He never thought that he would meet this legendary hero in this way.

"Uncle Dashan, don't worry, I will definitely avenge my brother! I will join the Eighth Route Army, I will fight the Japanese, and I will make those invaders pay with blood!" Zhang Ling raised his head, with a determined light in his eyes.

Li Dashan looked at Zhang Ling and nodded with satisfaction. He knew that his elder brother was right about Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling was indeed a trustworthy person.

"Good! Little brother, you have this heart, and my elder brother's spirit in heaven can rest in peace!" Li Dashan said excitedly, "However, the Eighth Route Army is now operating in this area in a relatively covert manner, and it is not easy to find them."

Zhang Ling frowned and asked, "What should we do then?"

Li Dashan pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll take you to Ping'an County, which is the enemy's base. We can find a way to sneak in and find out whereabouts of the Eighth Route Army."

Zhang Ling nodded. He knew that he could only take things one step at a time.

So the two of them packed up their luggage and set off for Ping'an County early the next morning.

......

Ping'an County is an important town in the surrounding area and an important stronghold of the Japanese army.

There was a Japanese squadron stationed in the city, with about 500 people, commanded by a major named Yamamoto Ikki.

Yamamoto Ikki was a fanatical militarist. He was insidious, cunning, and ruthless. He had led his troops to commit many brutal massacres and was a major threat to the Eighth Route Army.

At this time, Yamamoto Ikki was sitting in his office, looking at a document on the table with a frown.

This document came from the Japanese military headquarters in Taiyuan, requiring Yamamoto Ikki to wipe out the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment active nearby as soon as possible.

"Independent Regiment..." Yamamoto Ikki said gritting his teeth. This independent regiment was like a thorn that pierced deeply into his heart, making him unable to sleep or eat.

Ever since he came to Ping'an County, he has been fighting against this independent regiment, but he has ended in failure every time.

This made Yamamoto Ikki, who always called himself the "flower of the empire", feel completely humiliated.

"report!"

At this time, a soldier ran in hurriedly.

"What's the matter? Why are you so flustered? How can you be so unruly?" Yamamoto Ikki scolded unhappily.

"Report to the major, there are two suspicious Chinese at the city gate and they want to enter the city." The soldier said hurriedly.

"Chinese?" A cold light flashed in Yamamoto Ikki's eyes. "Bring them here. I want to interrogate them personally!"

"Yes!" the soldier responded and turned and left.

......

At the city gate, Zhang Ling and Li Dashan were stopped by two Japanese soldiers.

"Who are you? Why do you want to enter the city?" a Japanese soldier asked in stiff Chinese.

Zhang Ling quickly put on a smile and said, "Madam, we are here to visit relatives in the city. My cousin lives in the city."

"Hey, do you have your good citizen certificate?" another Japanese soldier said, reaching out to Zhang Ling to ask for the good citizen certificate.

Zhang Ling's heart skipped a beat. Where did he get the certificate of good conduct?

"This..." Zhang Ling hesitated and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Baga! You don't have a good citizen certificate, so you are a traitor!" The Japanese soldier became furious upon seeing this and reached out to grab Zhang Ling's collar.

Seeing this, Zhang Ling thought to himself that this was not good. It seemed that he could not escape today.

At this moment, a voice came from a distance:

"stop!"

"Sacrificed? How is that possible!" Zhang Ling shook his head in disbelief. Li Yunlong survived to the end in "Drawing Sword", how could he have sacrificed himself?

Li Dashan smiled bitterly and shook his head, then slowly explained the whole story.

It turned out that Li Yunlong was surrounded by Japanese soldiers who were several times his number in order to cover the retreat of his brother troops during a breakout battle, and eventually died heroically. Li Dazhuang, as Li Yunlong's younger brother, was also seriously injured in the battle. On his deathbed, he entrusted Zhang Ling to Li Dashan, hoping that he could take care of this lifesaver on his behalf.

"When my elder brother left, he kept mentioning your name, saying that you were full of ideas and good at fighting, and that you would definitely become a good soldier in the future..." Li Dashan's eyes turned red again as he spoke, "It's a pity that he can no longer see it..."

Zhang Ling felt mixed emotions while listening to Li Dashan's story. Although he had traveled through time, he had great respect for Li Yunlong. Now that he heard the news of his death, he couldn't help but feel grief and regret.

"Uncle Dashan, don't worry, I will definitely inherit your eldest brother's will and drive the Japanese out of China!" Zhang Ling clenched his fists, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

Li Dashan patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder and nodded with satisfaction. "Good boy, you have great ambition! However, fighting is no joke, you must be mentally prepared."

"Uncle Dashan, don't worry. I'm not one of those spoiled young soldiers. I grew up in the mountains. I know how to climb mountains, wade through water, hunt and fish. I'm proficient in everything. Dealing with those devils is a piece of cake!" Zhang Ling said confidently.

Li Dashan looked at Zhang Ling's confident look and couldn't help but be infected by him. A long-lost smile appeared on his face. "Okay, okay! I feel relieved with your words! Let's go, I'll take you to see someone first!"

......

Li Dashan brought Zhang Ling to a dilapidated temple at the entrance of the village. In the temple lived a one-armed old man named Zhao Gang. He used to be a battalion commander of the Eighth Route Army. Because he lost his left arm in a battle, he retired and returned to his hometown.