Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

He glanced at Wang Desheng lying on the ground, and his heart was filled with grief. This upright and brave political commissar died just like that...

"Baga!" Nobutsu Sakata cursed in broken Chinese, and then spoke a lot of Japanese to Li Dazhuang and Xu Erniu.

Although Zhang Ling didn't understand Japanese, he could guess what Sakata Nobutsu meant. It was nothing more than asking them to kill him.

Li Dazhuang and Xu Erniu looked at each other, and a hint of hesitation flashed in their eyes.

"Damn it! Let's fight!" Xu Erniu suddenly yelled and raised his gun to shoot Zhang Ling.

At the critical moment, Zhang Ling suddenly lunged forward and avoided Xu Erniu's bullet.

"Bang!" The bullet hit the tree trunk behind Zhang Ling, splashing up wood chips.

Zhang Ling rolled behind a rock to avoid the shooting of Li Dazhuang and Xu Erniu.

"Damn! This kid is so lucky!" Li Dazhuang cursed while changing the magazine.

Zhang Ling sneered in his heart. Want to kill him? Not that easy!

In his previous life, he was a special forces soldier, proficient in various fighting techniques and the use of firearms. Although his body has not yet fully recovered to its peak condition, it is more than enough to deal with these two good-for-nothings.

While dodging bullets, he observed the surrounding terrain, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

Nobutsu Sakata stood on the hillside, looking at the three people fighting below the mountain with a playful smile on his face.

He enjoys this game of cat and mouse.

"Bang!" Another gunshot rang out, Li Dazhuang's arm was hit, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

"Old Li!" Xu Erniu exclaimed and hurried to Li Dazhuang to check his injuries.

Zhang Ling knew that the opportunity had come!

He suddenly jumped out from behind the rock, and the dagger in his hand flashed like lightning and accurately pierced Xu Erniu's throat.

"Uh..." Xu Erniu widened his eyes, covered his neck and fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

Zhang Ling rushed towards Li Dazhuang without any hesitation.

Li Dazhuang covered his arm and looked at Zhang Ling who was rushing towards him in horror, his eyes full of fear.

"Don't...don't kill me..." he said tremblingly.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Ling's eyes, and the dagger in his hand pierced into Li Dazhuang's heart without hesitation.

"You...you..." Li Dazhuang uttered a few words with difficulty, and then died.

After dealing with these two traitors, Zhang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at Sakata Nobutsu on the hillside, his eyes burning with anger.

"Sakata Nobutsu! This time, I won't let you escape again!"

Nobutsu Sakata seemed to be frightened by Zhang Ling's eyes. The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a trace of solemnity.

He didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary Chinese soldier was so powerful.

"Baga! You...you're...so awesome..." Sakata Nobutsu said stutteringly.

Zhang Ling sneered and said nothing. He bent down to pick up the rifle that Li Dazhuang dropped, and then aimed at Sakata Nobutsu.

"go to hell!"

"Bang!" The sound of gunfire echoed in the valley.

Sakata Nobutsu fell to the ground with a bullet in his eyebrow.

Zhang Ling looked at Sakata Nobutsu's body and did not feel the slightest pleasure in his heart.

He knew this was just the beginning.

His road to revenge has just begun.

He turned and walked towards Wang Desheng's body, his eyes full of sadness.

He gently stroked Wang Desheng's face and said silently in his heart: "Political Commissar, rest in peace. I will avenge you."

Just then, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps.

He looked up suddenly and saw a group of Japanese soldiers rushing towards him.

The leader was a tall Japanese officer.

That Japanese officer was...Yamamoto Ikki!

Zhang Ling's heart sank.

Kazuki Yamamoto!

He had heard this name in his previous life.

He was the commander of the Japanese special forces, an extremely cunning and cruel guy.

I didn't expect that he would appear here!

It seems that this time we are in big trouble...

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the rifle.

He knew that a fierce battle was inevitable.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

come on!

I'm not afraid of you!

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and pointed his gun steadily at Yamamoto Ikki. The Japanese soldiers behind Yamamoto Ikki quickly dispersed and surrounded him. Zhang Ling showed a sneer. In his previous life, he had carried out countless missions with fewer people against more people, so this kind of battle could not scare him.

"Hey, isn't this Colonel Yamamoto? What brings you here?" Zhang Ling spoke fluent Japanese, his tone full of sarcasm.

Yamamoto Ikki narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Ling, secretly surprised. This Chinese soldier not only had accurate shooting skills, but also spoke Japanese fluently. He seemed to be a tough opponent.

"Who are you?" Yamamoto Ikki asked in a deep voice.

"Me? Someone you can't afford to offend." Zhang Ling said and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The bullet whizzed out and flew past Yamamoto Ikki's scalp.

Yamamoto Ikki was startled and quickly hid behind a rock.

"Baga! Come on! Catch him!" Yamamoto Ikki roared.

The Japanese soldiers raised their guns and fired, and bullets poured down on Zhang Ling like raindrops.

While dodging the bullets, Zhang Ling kept changing his position, looking for an opportunity to counterattack.

He was a special forces soldier in his previous life and was proficient in various tactical moves. Although his body has not fully recovered to its peak condition, it is more than enough to deal with these ordinary Japanese soldiers.

He shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost, the rifle in his hand constantly spitting out flames, and every shot could take the life of a Japanese soldier.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers fell under his gun.

Yamamoto Ikki hid behind a rock, his face livid. He had not expected that this Chinese soldier would be so difficult to deal with.

He must find a way to get rid of this guy as soon as possible.

"Grenade! Use grenade!" Yamamoto Ikki shouted loudly.

When several Japanese soldiers heard the order, they immediately took out grenades and threw them towards Zhang Ling's location.

Seeing this, Zhang Ling secretly said in his heart that something was wrong.

He quickly rolled to the side to avoid the shock wave of the explosion.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A series of explosions sounded, and the valley was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Zhang Ling was dizzy and his ears were buzzing due to the shock wave of the explosion.

He struggled to get up from the ground and found himself surrounded by Japanese soldiers.

"Baga! You...are dead!" A Japanese soldier, holding a bayonet, rushed towards him with a grin.

Zhang Ling gritted his teeth, raised his rifle, and aimed it at the Japanese soldier's head.

"boom!"

The Japanese soldier fell to the ground.

"Who else?" Zhang Ling looked around, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The Japanese soldiers were frightened by his sharp eyes and did not dare to move forward for a moment.

Seeing this, Yamamoto Ikki cursed in his heart that the man was a waste.

He stood up from behind the rock, pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Zhang Ling.

"go to hell!"

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out and the bullet hit Zhang Ling's shoulder.

Zhang Ling groaned and staggered back a few steps.

Blood flowed down his shoulders and dyed his clothes red.

"Haha! You...can't do it anymore!" Yamamoto Kazuki laughed triumphantly.

Zhang Ling covered his wound, his face pale.

He knew that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

He took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

He stood up suddenly, raised his rifle and pointed it at Yamamoto Ikki.

"Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Zhang Ling tried his best and pulled the trigger.

The bullet whizzed out and shot towards Yamamoto Ikki.

Yamamoto Ikki was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest by the bullet.

He screamed and fell to the ground.

Zhang Ling looked at Yamamoto Ikki lying on the ground, with a sneer on his face.

"Finally... I solved your problem..."

After saying this, his eyes went dark and he passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ling slowly opened his eyes.

He found himself lying in a cave, covered with a tattered blanket.

An old farmer in simple clothes was sitting next to him, bandaging his wounds with herbs.

"Are you awake?" the old farmer asked with concern when he saw Zhang Ling waking up.

"Where...is this?" Zhang Ling asked weakly.

"This is my residence," the old farmer said. "Your injuries are very serious. If I hadn't found you in time, you would have died."

Zhang Ling struggled to sit up, but felt weak all over.

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

"You're welcome," the old farmer waved his hand, "We are all Chinese, we should help each other."

"Old man, what time is it now?" Zhang Ling asked.

"Now is... the 31st year of the Republic of China..." said the old farmer.

The 31st year of the Republic of China?

Zhang Ling was shocked.

He remembered that he was clearly on the battlefield against the Japanese...

Could it be...he traveled through time?

and...

Did he go back to the Republic of China period?

What...is going on?

Zhang Ling's sneer echoed in the valley, with a hint of madness. Yamamoto Ikki! In my previous life, I only heard of him but never saw him. Today, I will use you as a sacrifice!

Yamamoto Ikki led a group of Japanese soldiers and rushed down aggressively. He saw Sakata Nobutsu's body at a glance and immediately became furious. "Baga! Who did it?"

Zhang Ling held the rifle in his hand and walked towards Yamamoto Ikki step by step, pointing the gun directly at his head. "It's me."

Yamamoto Ikki narrowed his eyes and looked Zhang Ling up and down. The Chinese soldier's eyes were full of murderous intent, which made him feel a little uneasy. "Who... are you?"

"The one who killed you." A cruel smile appeared on Zhang Ling's lips.

"Yoshi! You're very courageous!" Yamamoto Ikki grinned and drew his samurai sword, "Let me see what you can do!"

Before he finished his words, Yamamoto Ikki pounced on Zhang Ling like a cheetah, and his samurai sword, with a sharp cold wind, went straight for Zhang Ling's throat.

Zhang Ling was prepared. He dodged the knife by leaning sideways and smashed the rifle in his hand towards Yamamoto Ikki's head.

"Bang!" With a dull thud, Yamamoto Ikki staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the Japanese soldiers around raised their guns and fired.

Zhang Ling dodged the bullets while fighting with Yamamoto Ikki.