Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

He didn't know that what was waiting for him would be a huge conspiracy...

In an official residence in Chongqing, a middle-aged man in military uniform was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking it gently.

He was none other than Dai Li, a senior general in the Allergy Zone.

"Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling, you are such a rare talent. What a pity that you are too outstanding." Dai Li said to himself with a sinister smile on his lips.

"Someone come here!" Dai Li suddenly shouted loudly.

A guard came in immediately.

"Go, arrest Zhang Ling for me!" Dai Li ordered coldly.

"Yes!" The guard took the order and left.

Dai Li looked at the guard's departing back, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Zhang Ling, your doomsday has come...

"What's going on?" Zhang Ling was shocked and immediately signaled the team to stop moving forward.

"Woof woof woof!" The barking of dogs was getting closer and closer, and it seemed to be not far ahead.

Zhang Ling frowned, realizing that something was wrong. The Sakata Regiment's base was heavily guarded, so how could there be a dog wandering around? Could it be a military dog ​​raised by the Japanese?

"Captain, what should we do?" the guard at the side asked in a low voice.

Zhang Ling pondered for a moment and said, "Send two people to scout ahead and see what's going on."

"Yes!" The two soldiers took the order and soon disappeared into the night.

As time passed, Zhang Ling's heart became heavier.

The two scouts have been gone for so long and haven't returned yet. Could something have happened?

Just when Zhang Ling was extremely anxious, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from the distance.

"Oh no! It's the Japanese patrol!" Zhang Ling's face changed and he immediately ordered, "Prepare for battle!"

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment quickly dispersed, sought cover, and prepared to meet the Japanese attack.

"Da da da......"

"Bang bang bang..."

The gunshots became more and more frequent, and bullets occasionally flew across the night sky, making sharp whistling sounds.

Zhang Ling hid behind a big tree and calmly observed the situation on the battlefield.

The Japanese patrol team was small, only a dozen or so people, but their firepower was fierce and they were well-trained. The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment were suppressed for a while.

"Damn, these devils are really difficult to deal with." Zhang Ling cursed inwardly, feeling extremely anxious.

If they cannot get rid of this patrol team as soon as possible, they will expose their target, and when the reinforcements from the Sakata Regiment arrive, they will be completely finished.

"Grenade!" Zhang Ling yelled, took out several grenades from his body, pulled the fuse, and threw them towards the Japanese.

"Boom boom boom..."

After a few loud bangs, the Japanese patrol team was blown to pieces and suffered heavy casualties.

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment took the opportunity to launch a counterattack and quickly wiped out all the remaining Japanese devils.

"Clean up the battlefield and prepare to move forward!" Zhang Ling ordered.

......

The headquarters of the Sakata Regiment.

Nobutsu Sakata was drinking in his room when suddenly, he heard hurried footsteps outside.

"Report to the regiment commander, our patrol team was attacked and all of them were killed!" A Japanese officer ran in hurriedly and reported.

"What?" Sakata Nobutsu dropped the wine glass in his hand and shattered it to the ground. "Who did it?"

"According to the intelligence we currently have, the ones who attacked our patrol team should be the remnants of the 772nd Regiment." The Japanese officer reported.

"Damn it! It's the 772nd Regiment again!" Sakata Nobutsu was furious. "Immediately order the troops to step up alert and eliminate all the remaining troops of the 772nd Regiment!"

......

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment continued to move towards the Sakata Regiment’s base.

They moved carefully along the way, avoiding the Japanese patrols, and finally arrived at the outskirts of the Sakata Regiment's base.

"Captain, what should we do now?" asked the guard.

Zhang Ling observed the surrounding terrain and pointed to a small hill not far away and said, "Let's occupy that hill first. From a high point, we can overlook the entire Sakata Brigade's base."

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment quickly rushed towards the hillside.

......

On the hillside.

Zhang Ling held up a telescope and carefully observed the Sakata Regiment’s base.

The Sakata Regiment’s base is located in a valley, surrounded by dangerous terrain, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The garrison was full of Japanese soldiers who were patrolling intensively and on high alert.

"Damn, the Japanese fortifications are really damn solid." Zhang Ling put down the telescope and couldn't help but curse.

"Captain, what should we do now?" asked the guard.

Zhang Ling pondered for a moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Pass my order, let the soldiers get ready, tonight, we will give the Sakata regiment a hard time!"

......

At midnight.

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment quietly reached the outskirts of the Sakata Regiment’s base.

At Zhang Ling's command, the battle officially began.

"Boom boom boom..."

The mortars of the 772nd Regiment opened fire first, and the shells fell into the Sakata Regiment’s base like raindrops, and the explosion was deafening.

"kill!"

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment rushed into the Sakata Regiment’s base, shouting and engaging in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese.

......

Sakata Brigade Headquarters.

Nobutsu Sakata was awakened by the explosion outside. He ran out of the room in panic and saw flames rising into the sky and shouting outside. His face suddenly changed.

"Damn it, what's going on?" Sakata Nobutsu roared.

"Report to the regiment commander, the remnants of the 772nd Regiment are attacking!" a Japanese officer reported in horror.

"What?" Sakata Nobutsu couldn't believe it. "How did they get in?"

"Report to the commander, the 772nd Regiment's mortars have blown up our wall, and they are rushing in through the gap!"

Sakata Nobutsu's face turned pale, and he realized that the situation was hopeless...

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Sakata Nobutsu.

"You...who are you?" Sakata Nobutsu asked in horror.

The person who came was Zhang Ling.

He held a bloody bayonet in his hand, and his eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

"I'm here to take your life!" Zhang Ling said in a cold tone.

Before Sakata Nobutsu could react, the bayonet in Zhang Ling's hand had already pierced his heart...

Zhang Ling pulled out the bayonet, and Sakata Nobutsu's body slowly fell down...

Zhang Ling looked around and saw the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment fighting bravely, with the bodies of the devils scattered all over the ground...

"Brothers, we succeeded!" Zhang Ling raised the bayonet in his hand and shouted loudly...

......

After the battle, Zhang Ling counted the number of people. The 772nd Regiment suffered heavy casualties, with less than a hundred people left...

"Captain..." The guard looked at the bodies scattered all over the ground, choking with sobs and unable to speak...

Zhang Ling patted the guard's shoulder and said in a heavy tone: "Please bury the fallen brothers properly..."

......

A few days later, Zhang Ling led the remaining soldiers away from the battlefield...

Their figures gradually disappeared in the vast night...

However, their story has just begun...

"What's going on?" Zhang Ling was shocked and immediately signaled the team to stop moving forward.

A scout came over, crouching and reporting in a low voice: "Report to the regiment commander, there seems to be a Japanese sentry ahead, and there are also several military dogs."

"Damn, he's so alert." Zhang Ling cursed inwardly. It seemed that it was impossible to sneak in quietly.

He thought for a moment and gave the order decisively: "First row, second row, outflanking from the left and right sides, kill the sentries and military dogs, third row, follow me to attack head-on, remember, quick victory!"

"Yes!" The soldiers roared in unison, with bloodthirsty light flashing in their eyes.

In the darkness of night, the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment spread out like ghosts and encircled the enemy's outposts.

After a few dull gunshots, the Japanese sentries and several barking military dogs were killed instantly.

"Kill!" Zhang Ling roared and rushed into the Sakata Corps’ base first.

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment followed closely behind and pounced on the enemy like tigers descending from the mountains.

The Japanese were caught off guard and took up arms to resist.

However, the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment had long been filled with anger and acted without mercy. There was a chorus of gunfire, explosions, and screams.

Zhang Ling held a Mauser pistol and shuttled across the battlefield like the Grim Reaper, each shot accurately taking the life of a Japanese soldier.

He was ruthless and merciless, and every shot he fired was filled with the rage of revenge.

"Damn it, what's going on?" Nobutsu Sakata woke up from his sleep and heard the gunshots and explosions outside. He immediately understood what had happened.

He hurriedly put on his military uniform, picked up his command knife, and rushed out of the room.

"Report to the regiment commander, we were attacked by the 772nd Regiment!" A Japanese officer covered in blood ran over to report.

"772nd Regiment? How dare they?" Sakata Nobutsu shouted in disbelief.

"Captain, we must retreat immediately, otherwise it will be too late!" the Japanese officer shouted anxiously.

"Baga, retreat? When has our Oshima Imperial Army ever retreated?" Sakata Nobutsu roared, "Hold on, you must hold on!"

However, his orders were no longer able to save the situation.

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment rushed in like a tide, and the Japanese defense line was defeated step by step.

Nobutsu Sakata watched his soldiers fall one by one, his heart filled with despair.

He knew that he was finished.

"Zhang Ling, you bastard, I will definitely kill you!" Sakata Nobutsu roared with gritted teeth.

However, his voice was soon drowned out by the sounds of gunfire and explosions.

Zhang Ling fought his way to Sakata Nobutsu and pointed the gun at his head.

"Sakata Nobutsu, your death has come!" Zhang Ling said coldly.

Nobutsu Sakata looked at the man in front of him who was like a god of death, his eyes filled with fear.

"You, you can't kill me, I am an officer of the Oshima Empire..." Sakata Nobutsu said tremblingly.

"Fuck your big island empire!" Zhang Ling pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, Nobutsu Sakata's head exploded like a watermelon.

The Sakata Regiment’s base was completely captured, and the 772nd Regiment achieved the final victory.

......

After the battle, Zhang Ling stood on the battlefield littered with corpses, but he did not feel the slightest joy in his heart.

He thought of his dead brothers and the people who died tragically, and his heart was filled with sorrow.