Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

He tore off his clothes and simply bandaged the wound.

Then he closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

......

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ling woke up.

He felt sore all over and the wound on his left arm was burning with pain.

He struggled to sit up and found that it was already daytime outside the cave.

He stood up and walked to the cave entrance, breathing in the fresh air.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps.

He looked vigilantly in the direction where the footsteps came from.

I saw a little girl in ragged clothes looking at him timidly.

The little girl was about seven or eight years old, with messy hair, a dirty face, and a pair of big eyes full of fear.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ling asked.

The little girl didn't say anything, but just hugged a rag doll tightly, hid behind a big rock, and looked at Zhang Ling vigilantly.

Zhang Ling looked at the little girl and suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

He knew that this little girl must be a victim of war, must have lost her loved ones, and was wandering alone in this chaotic world.

He slowly walked up to the little girl, squatted down, and said gently: "Little sister, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."

The little girl still didn't speak, but just looked at him warily.

"What's your name?" Zhang Ling asked.

The little girl hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "My name is... Xiaocao."

There were loud gunshots and deafening explosions outside the headquarters. Zhang Ling's heart sank, thinking to himself, "Oh no, I've fallen into a trap!" The old devil Sakata Nobutsu actually played an empty city trick!

"Third Company, retreat!" Zhang Ling made a prompt decision and ordered a retreat.

However, it's too late.

The Japanese reinforcements have arrived and surrounded the headquarters.

"Baga! You Chinese pigs, all of you are dead!" A Japanese officer with a face full of flesh waved his command knife and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Zhang Ling spat and cursed, "Damn Sakata, you dare to plot against me!"

He knew that it was too late to say anything now and he could only fight to the death.

"Brothers, let's fight these bastards!" Zhang Ling roared and started firing his submachine gun.

The soldiers of the third company were not afraid at all. They opened fire and engaged in a fierce battle with the Japanese.

Inside the command center, the sounds of gunfire, explosions, and shouts of killing blended together, making it seem like hell on earth.

Zhang Ling rushed left and right like a tiger descending from the mountain, the submachine gun in his hand spewing angry flames, reaping the lives of the devils.

However, the number of the Japanese was too large, and the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment gradually became unable to withstand it.

"Captain, we are surrounded!" a soldier shouted anxiously.

Zhang Ling looked around and found that the situation was indeed not optimistic.

They were surrounded by the Japanese and their hope of breaking out was slim.

"Damn it!" Zhang Ling slammed the wall hard, feeling full of resentment.

Are you really going to die here?

Do not!

He must not die!

He wants revenge!

He also wants to kill that old devil Sakata Nobutsu with his own hands!

"Brothers, follow me out!" Zhang Ling roared again and took the lead to rush towards the Japanese encirclement.

The soldiers of the third company followed closely and launched a fierce attack on the Japanese encirclement like a flood breaking through a dam.

However, the Japanese firepower was too strong, and the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment fell one after another.

Zhang Ling was also shot several times, and his military uniform was stained red with blood.

But he still didn't fall down. He gritted his teeth and continued to charge forward.

He was like a wounded beast, his eyes filled with crazy murderous intent.

"Sakata! I'm going to fight you!" Zhang Ling roared and rushed towards the Japanese officer.

The Japanese officer was obviously frightened by Zhang Ling's aura and stood there in a daze.

Zhang Ling seized the opportunity and a string of flames spurted out from the submachine gun in his hand.

The Japanese officer fell to the ground.

"Captain, are you okay?" A soldier ran to Zhang Ling and asked with concern.

Zhang Ling shook his head and said, "I'm fine, keep going!"

He knew that now was not the time to rest and they had to break out as soon as possible.

However, at this moment, a bullet suddenly hit Zhang Ling's head.

Zhang Ling’s eyes went dark and his body slowly fell down.

......

"Captain! Commander!"

In a daze, Zhang Ling heard someone calling him.

He struggled to open his eyes and found himself lying in a simple medical room.

"Are you awake?" A young military doctor showed a surprised expression on his face when he saw Zhang Ling wake up.

"I... I'm still alive?" Zhang Ling couldn't believe it.

"Yes, you are lucky. The bullet just grazed your scalp and didn't hurt any vital parts." The military doctor said with a smile.

Zhang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. He struggled to sit up and asked, "Where are we now?"

"We were in a cave and the villagers rescued us," the military doctor replied.

"Fellow villagers?" Zhang Ling was a little confused.

"Yes, it was the villagers from the nearby village who found you unconscious in the mountains and rescued you," the military doctor explained.

Zhang Ling's heart was filled with gratitude. He did not expect that at such a critical moment, there were still fellow villagers willing to risk their lives to save them.

"By the way, where are the others?" Zhang Ling asked.

The military doctor's face suddenly darkened, and he whispered: "Except you, everyone else..."

Zhang Ling's heart sank; he knew what this meant.

All the soldiers of the third company died.

His only personal guard, Xiao Huzi, also died.

A huge sorrow surged into Zhang Ling's heart and his eyes became wet.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh, but he felt no pain.

He had only one thought in his mind: revenge!

He must avenge his dead brothers!

He must kill that old devil Sakata Nobutsu with his own hands!

At this moment, an old voice came from outside the door: "Young man, are you awake?"

Zhang Ling turned his head and saw a white-haired old lady walking in.

The old lady's face was full of wrinkles, but her eyes were full of kindness.

"Old man, thank you for saving me." Zhang Ling said gratefully.

"You're welcome. It's all my duty." The old lady said with a smile, "You are heroes who fought against the Japanese invaders. We should help you."

Zhang Ling felt warm in his heart and he felt like he was back home.

The old lady walked up to Zhang Ling, stroked his hair lovingly, and said, "Child, are you hungry? I made you something to eat."

Zhang Ling nodded, and the old lady turned around to get him food.

Zhang Ling looked at the old lady's back, his heart filled with gratitude.

He knew that he was not alone in this strange world.

He also has these kind fellow villagers.

He must live!

He must take revenge!

He must make that old devil Sakata Nobutsu pay for his blood debt with blood!

......

The old lady came over with a bowl of steaming porridge and said, "Child, eat."

Zhang Ling took the porridge and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

The porridge is fragrant and warm, just like the taste of mother.

While eating, Zhang Ling suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why does this porridge taste so familiar?

He raised his head and looked at the old lady, his eyes full of confusion.

A strange smile appeared on the old lady's face...

There were loud gunshots and deafening explosions outside the headquarters. Zhang Ling's heart sank, thinking to himself, "Oh no, I've fallen into a trap!" The old devil Sakata Nobutsu actually played such an "empty city trick"!

"Third Company, retreat!" Zhang Ling yelled and rushed out with his soldiers.

However, it's too late.

Outside the command center, the Japanese machine gun fire network had been formed, and bullets poured down like raindrops.

Several soldiers from the third company were shot and fell to the ground instantly.

"Damn it, let's fight the Japs!" Zhang Ling's eyes turned red, he raised his submachine gun and fired a volley of bullets at the Japs.

However, the Japs' firepower was too strong and they couldn't get out at all.

"Captain, we are surrounded!" a soldier shouted anxiously.

Zhang Ling looked around and found that they were surrounded by the Japanese.

"Damn it! Even if I die, I'll take a few Japanese soldiers with me!" Zhang Ling roared, and once again raised his submachine gun to shoot at the Japanese soldiers.

He was like a wounded beast, madly attacking the enemies around him.

However, two fists cannot beat four hands, and a hero cannot defeat a large number of people.

Soon, Zhang Ling was shot several times.

"Captain!"

Seeing Zhang Ling fall, the soldiers were heartbroken.

"Don't worry about me, retreat quickly!" Zhang Ling shouted to the soldiers while enduring the severe pain.

"No, we can't leave you behind!"

"Follow orders!" Zhang Ling roared, "Even if I die, I will be a ghost hero!"

The soldiers looked at Zhang Ling with tears in their eyes, then turned around and broke through.

However, the Japanese encirclement became smaller and smaller, and they were ultimately unable to escape.

......

When Zhang Ling woke up again, he found himself lying on a simple wooden bed.

"I... I'm not dead?" Zhang Ling couldn't believe it.

"Of course you are not dead." An old voice came.

Zhang Ling turned his head and saw a white-haired old man sitting beside his bed.

"You are......"

"I am the doctor here." The old man said, "Your injuries are very serious. If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have died."

"Thank you, old man, for saving my life." Zhang Ling said gratefully.

"You're welcome." The old man waved his hand. "Although your injuries are serious, fortunately they haven't hit your vital parts. You will recover after a period of rest."

"Old man, where is this place?" Zhang Ling asked.

"This is Taohua Village." said the old man.

"Taohua Village?" Zhang Ling frowned. He had never heard of this place.

"Yes, Taohua Village." The old man said, "You were unconscious for three days and three nights. If I hadn't rescued you from the battlefield, you would have been taken away by a wild wolf."

"Three days and three nights..." Zhang Ling murmured to himself. He felt as if he had had a very long dream.

"By the way, old sir, my brothers..." Zhang Ling suddenly thought of his comrades-in-arms.