Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

"Report to the regiment commander, something bad has happened, the patrol...the patrol has been wiped out by the remnants of the 772nd Regiment!" the Japanese soldier reported in horror.

"What? How is this possible?" Nobutsu Sakata asked in disbelief.

"It's absolutely true. The patrol team... the patrol team was completely wiped out. Not a single person survived." The Japanese soldier said with a sad face.

Nobutsu Sakata felt a black screen before his eyes and almost fainted.

He never imagined that the remnants of the 772nd Regiment were so powerful that they could wipe out his patrol team.

"Bakayaro, 772nd Regiment, Zhang Ling, I will tear you into pieces!" Sakata Nobutsu roared angrily.

......

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment have arrived at the outskirts of the Sakata Brigade’s base.

"Captain, what should we do now?" asked a soldier.

Zhang Ling observed the surrounding terrain and said, "The Sakata Brigade's base is heavily guarded. We will definitely not be able to attack head-on."

"So, we will split into two groups. One group will launch a feint attack from the front to attract the enemy's attention, while the other group will attack from the flank and try to capture the Sakata Regiment's headquarters in one fell swoop."

"Understood!" the soldiers answered in unison.

Zhang Ling led a team of soldiers to launch a feint attack from the front.

"Da da da......"

Gunshots rang out again, breaking the tranquility of the Sakata Brigade’s base.

The Japanese soldiers were awakened by the sudden gunfire and picked up their weapons to fight back.

Nobutsu Sakata was also awakened by the gunshots. He hurriedly ran outside the command center and observed the situation outside.

"What's going on? The remnants of the 772nd Regiment dared to attack us?" Sakata Nobutsu said in disbelief.

Just when Nobutsu Sakata's attention was attracted by the gunfire from the front, another team of soldiers led by Zhang Ling had quietly circled to the flank of the Sakata regiment's base.

Using the cover of night, they quietly approached the headquarters of the Sakata Regiment...

Zhang Ling hid behind a big tree and observed the situation at the command center.

The lights in the command center were on and the Japanese soldiers were busy.

Nobutsu Sakata was standing at the door of the headquarters, shouting something at a Japanese officer.

Zhang Ling showed a sneer on his face. He knew that his chance had come... He slowly raised the submachine gun in his hand and aimed at Sakata Nobutsu...

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

"Captain, it sounds like a dog barking." The guard on the side whispered.

"Dog barking? Why is there a dog nearby?" Zhang Ling frowned, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Could it be a military dog ​​raised by the Japanese?" the guard guessed.

Zhang Ling pondered for a moment and felt that this was very likely. The Japanese were always cunning, and it was normal for them to deploy military dogs around their base.

"Send someone to scout immediately." Zhang Ling ordered.

"Yes!"

The two scouts quickly headed in the direction where the dog's barking came from.

A few minutes later, the scout came back, looking a little grim.

"Report to the commander, the situation is not good. There are many more Japanese sentries than we imagined, and there are also military dogs patrolling." A scout reported.

"Damn, these devils are really cautious." Zhang Ling cursed inwardly.

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

Zhang Ling's eyes flickered and his brain worked rapidly as he thought about countermeasures.

A strong attack would definitely not work. There were too many Japanese sentries and they also had military dogs. A strong attack would only cause unnecessary casualties.

"It seems like we can only outsmart them." Zhang Ling thought to himself.

He looked around and found a forest not far away.

"Let's retreat to the woods first, and then think of a solution." Zhang Ling ordered.

......

In the woods, Zhang Ling called together several company commanders to discuss countermeasures.

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

"Yes, there are too many Japanese sentries, and we have no way to get close to their base." The second company commander also said.

Zhang Ling didn't say anything. He drew a simple topographic map on the ground, pointed at it and said, "Look, although there are many sentries around the enemy's base, their flanks are relatively weak."

"We can flank them, bypass their sentries, and attack their headquarters directly."

"This is a good idea." The third company commander nodded.

"But the Japanese have also deployed military dogs on the flanks. How can we bypass them?" asked the second company commander.

Zhang Ling showed a hint of sneer on his face: "I have a way to deal with military dogs."

......

It was late at night, and Zhang Ling led the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment towards the Sakata Regiment’s base again.

This time, they chose to sneak in from the flank.

In order to avoid the sense of smell of military dogs, Zhang Ling specifically asked the soldiers to apply a special herbal juice on their bodies.

The scent emitted by the juice of this herb can mask the smell of the human body, thereby confusing military dogs.

Sure enough, when they approached the Japanese flank post, the military dog ​​did not sound any alarm.

"Well done!" Zhang Ling was secretly delighted.

They successfully bypassed the Japanese sentry posts and arrived near the headquarters of the Sakata Regiment.

"Prepare for battle!" Zhang Ling shouted in a low voice.

The soldiers drew their weapons and prepared for battle.

Zhang Ling observed the surrounding situation and found that there were not many guards around the command center.

"It seems that this old devil Sakata Nobutsu is quite confident that he only arranged such a small number of guards." Zhang Ling sneered in his heart.

"First Company, Second Company, be responsible for eliminating the guards around the headquarters."

"Company 3, rush in with me and capture Sakata Nobutsu alive!"

"Yes!"

With Zhang Ling's order, the battle started instantly.

The soldiers from the first and second companies acted like tigers descending from the mountains and quickly eliminated the guards around the headquarters.

Zhang Ling led the soldiers of the third company and rushed directly into the command center.

Inside the command center, Nobutsu Sakata was drinking and chatting with several Japanese officers.

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire broke the silence of the night.

"Damn it, what's going on?" Sakata Nobutsu's face changed drastically.

Before he could react, Zhang Ling rushed in with the soldiers of the third company.

"Sakata Nobutsu, your death has come!" Zhang Ling roared and raised his gun to shoot.

Nobutsu Sakata was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest by the bullet.

"Ah..." Sakata Nobutsu screamed and fell to the ground.

"Captain, Sakata Nobutsu was killed!" a soldier shouted excitedly.

Zhang Ling walked over to Sakata Nobutsu's body and gave him a fierce kick: "Old devil, you have come to this day too!"

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of fierce gunfire and explosions outside the headquarters...

There were loud gunshots and deafening explosions outside the headquarters. Zhang Ling's heart sank, and he secretly said, "Oh no! I've fallen into a trap! Sakata Nobutsu, this old fox, actually set an ambush!"

"Third Company, follow me out!" Zhang Ling yelled and rushed out of the command center first.

As soon as he rushed out of the command center, Zhang Ling saw a large group of Japanese soldiers rushing towards them.

"Commander, we are surrounded!" The third company commander's face turned pale.

"Break through!" Zhang Ling roared, and the submachine gun in his hand spewed out angry flames.

The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment also opened fire and engaged in a fierce firefight with the Japanese.

However, the number of the Japanese was too large, and the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment soon fell into a tough battle.

Zhang Ling rushed left and right like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the submachine gun in his hand continued to reap the lives of the Japanese.

However, the Japanese firepower was too strong and Zhang Ling was soon injured.

"Captain, you are injured!" the third company commander exclaimed.

"It's okay, just a minor injury." Zhang Ling said gritting his teeth.

He knew that now was not the time to fall, and he had to lead the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment to break out.

At this moment, a bullet hit Zhang Ling's leg.

"Ah..." Zhang Ling screamed and fell to the ground.

"Captain!" The third company commander rushed over and helped Zhang Ling up.

"Hurry, take me away!" Zhang Ling said weakly.

The third company commander carried Zhang Ling on his back and ran desperately towards the woods.

The Japanese bullets flew around them like raindrops.

The third company commander was nearly hit by bullets several times, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, running desperately with Zhang Ling on his back.

Finally, they rushed into the woods.

"Hu...Hu..." The third company commander put Zhang Ling down and gasped heavily.

"Captain, how are you?" the third company commander asked anxiously.

Zhang Ling's face was pale, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

"I...I'm fine..." Zhang Ling said weakly.

"Captain, your leg..." The third company commander looked at Zhang Ling's bloody leg and felt sad.

"Don't worry about me, hurry... hurry and organize the soldiers to break out..." Zhang Ling said while enduring the severe pain.

"But..." The third company commander wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Ling.

"Follow orders!" Zhang Ling shouted sternly.

The third company commander had no choice but to get up and leave to organize the soldiers to break out.

Zhang Ling lay alone in the woods, the severe pain almost made him faint.

He clenched his teeth, endured the pain and did not let himself pass out.

He knew that if he passed out, he would never wake up again.

He still has a lot to do. He still needs revenge, he still needs to rebuild the 772nd Regiment, and he still needs to...

"Cough cough..." Zhang Ling coughed violently and blood gushed out of his mouth.

He felt his vitality slipping away bit by bit.

Could it be... Am I going to die here?

No! I can not be reconciled!

I haven't taken revenge yet! I haven't...

Just then, a figure appeared in front of him.

"It's you?" Zhang Ling looked at the figure in front of him, his eyes full of surprise.

A young woman appeared in front of him.

The woman was wearing a camouflage uniform. She was tall and pretty, with a pair of bright eyes full of concern.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ling asked.

"I'm here to save you," the woman said.

"Save me?" Zhang Ling smiled bitterly, "I can't do it anymore..."

"No, you won't die," the woman said firmly.

She took out some herbs from her backpack and applied them skillfully on Zhang Ling's wound.

"These herbs can stop bleeding and reduce inflammation. You will be well again soon," the woman said.

Zhang Ling looked at the woman, his heart filled with gratitude.