Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

He was a special forces soldier in his previous life and was proficient in various fighting skills. Although his body has not fully recovered yet, he can still deal with Yamamoto Ikki with ease.

Although Yamamoto Ikki is the commander of the special forces, his fighting skills are obviously not as good as Zhang Ling's.

After several rounds, Yamamoto Kazuki was already at a disadvantage and had several wounds on his body.

"Baga!" Yamamoto Ikki was furious. He waved his samurai sword and attacked Zhang Ling frantically.

Zhang Ling sneered, seized the opportunity, and kicked Yamamoto Ikki in the stomach.

"Puff!" Yamamoto Ikki spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Ling rushed forward without any hesitation, and the dagger in his hand stabbed towards Yamamoto Ikki's throat like a poisonous snake.

"Ah!" Yamamoto Ikki screamed and struggled desperately.

But, it's too late.

Zhang Ling's dagger accurately pierced Yamamoto Ikki's throat.

"You...you..." Yamamoto Ikki widened his eyes, filled with unwillingness and fear.

He could never have imagined that he would die at the hands of an ordinary Chinese soldier.

Zhang Ling pulled out the dagger and blood gushed out, splashing all over his face.

He looked at Yamamoto Ikki's body without any pity in his heart.

This guy killed countless Chinese soldiers and civilians in his previous life. Today, he finally got the retribution he deserved.

When the surrounding Japanese soldiers saw Yamamoto Ikki being killed, they immediately became chaotic.

Zhang Ling took the opportunity to pick up a submachine gun and fired at the Japanese soldiers.

"Da da da..." The sound of gunfire echoed in the valley.

The Japanese soldiers fell one by one in a pool of blood.

Zhang Ling was blood-thirsty and was reaping the lives of the Japanese soldiers like a Shura from hell.

In a short while, all the Japanese soldiers were wiped out by him.

Zhang Ling then stopped, breathing heavily.

He looked around and saw corpses everywhere and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Although he won the battle, it cost him a lot.

There were several wounds on his body, and blood was constantly flowing out.

He felt dizzy and his body was swaying.

He knew that he had to leave here as soon as possible.

He staggered towards Wang Desheng's body, his eyes filled with sadness.

"Political Commissar, I have avenged you." He whispered.

He bent down, picked up Wang Desheng's body, and walked away from the bloody valley step by step.

......

Three days later, Zhang Ling arrived at a remote mountain village.

His injuries have almost healed.

He found a family and stayed there for one night.

The owners of this household are an old man and his granddaughter.

The old man's name is Lao Litou and his granddaughter's name is Xiao Cui.

Xiao Cui is a very pretty girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a pair of big, watery eyes that are full of spirit.

Zhang Ling and Xiao Cui had a very pleasant chat. He learned from Xiao Cui that this small mountain village was called Taohua Village.

Taohua Village is a very poor mountain village where villagers make a living by farming.

Recently, a group of bandits came to the village and often harassed the villagers and robbed their food and property.

The villagers dared not speak out and could only swallow their anger.

After listening to Xiao Cui's story, Zhang Ling was filled with anger.

He decided to stay and help the villagers drive away the bandits.

The next day, Zhang Ling found the village chief and explained his purpose.

The village chief was an honest middle-aged man. He was very grateful after hearing what Zhang Ling said.

"Young man, you are such a good person!" the village chief said excitedly, "We in Taohua Village are relying on you!"

Zhang Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, Village Chief. I will do my best."

That night, Zhang Ling gathered the young and middle-aged men in the village and began to discuss countermeasures.

"Everyone, I know everyone is afraid of the bandits, but we can't keep swallowing our anger like this." Zhang Ling said, "We must unite and fight against the bandits!"

"But we don't have weapons!" said a villager.

"I'll figure out the weapons issue," Zhang Ling said. "You just need to follow my instructions."

After hearing Zhang Ling's words, the villagers all expressed their willingness to follow his command.

Zhang Ling was filled with confidence when he saw the villagers' high morale...

At this time, a noisy sound of horse hooves came from afar, getting closer and closer, and becoming clearer and clearer. Zhang Ling was startled, not good, could it be that the bandits are coming?

Zhang Ling's sneer froze on his face. Yamamoto Ikki! This name was like a thunder, exploding in his mind. In his previous life, as a special forces soldier, he was familiar with this notorious Japanese special forces commander. Cunning, cruel, and scheming, these words are not enough to describe Yamamoto Ikki's horror.

"Yo, nice to see you again, Zhang-san." Yamamoto Ikki said with a fake smile, speaking fluent Chinese with a disgusting accent, "It seems you are quite lucky. It's a pity that I didn't blow you up last time."

Zhang Ling narrowed his eyes and clenched his rifle. Last time? He tried to recall, and some vague fragments flashed through his mind: the blazing fire, the deafening explosion, and the heartbreaking screams of his comrades... That's right, it was that breakout! Yamamoto Ikki actually participated in that ambush! New and old hatreds suddenly surged into his heart, and it seemed as if a ball of fire was burning in his chest.

"Yamamoto Ikki! Today is the day you die!" Zhang Ling said gritting his teeth, wishing he could rush up and tear Yamamoto Ikki into pieces.

"Hahaha, just you?" Yamamoto Ikki laughed disdainfully, "Do you think you can deal with so many of us by yourself?" The Japanese soldiers behind him raised their guns and pointed the black muzzles at Zhang Ling.

The situation was extremely unfavorable to Zhang Ling, but he was not afraid at all. He was a special forces soldier in his previous life and had experienced countless life and death tests. What kind of scenes had he not seen? Moreover, now that he had the opportunity to be reborn, he must make these beasts pay with blood!

"Come on! I'm not afraid of you!" Zhang Ling roared and pulled the trigger first.

"Bang!" The sound of gunfire broke the silence of the valley, and the battle was about to break out.

Zhang Ling relied on his rich combat experience and superb marksmanship in his previous life, and he shuttled around the battlefield like a ghost, constantly harvesting the lives of the devils. Each of his bullets was extremely accurate, and almost never missed.

However, the number of the Japanese soldiers was too large, and Yamamoto Ikki was no pushover. He commanded the Japanese soldiers to keep approaching Zhang Ling, trying to surround him.

"Baga! Come on! Catch him!" Yamamoto Ikki screamed hysterically.

The Japanese soldiers pounced on Zhang Ling like mad dogs. Zhang Ling fought and retreated, looking for an opportunity to break out.

Just then, a bullet hit Zhang Ling's leg, and he staggered and almost fell.

"Haha, you can't run away!" Yamamoto Ikki laughed triumphantly and approached Zhang Ling step by step.

Zhang Ling gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain. He knew that he could not fall down. Once he fell down, he would never have the chance to take revenge!

He looked around, searching for terrain that he could use. Suddenly, his eyes fell on a huge rock not far away.

"It's you!" Zhang Ling said in his heart.

He stood up suddenly, pulled the trigger at the approaching Japanese soldier, then turned and ran towards the boulder.

"Chase! Don't let him run away!" Seeing this, Yamamoto Ikki quickly ordered a pursuit.

Zhang Ling ran to the boulder, leaped up and jumped behind it.

The Japanese soldiers followed closely behind and ran to the boulder, trying to find Zhang Ling.

"Where is he?"

"Baga! Come out!"

The Japanese soldiers searched carefully while shouting and cursing.

Zhang Ling hid behind a huge rock, quietly waiting for his opportunity.

He knew that he only had one chance.

He took a deep breath, then suddenly jumped out from behind the boulder. The dagger in his hand flashed like lightning, instantly killing the lives of two Japanese soldiers.

"There!" Seeing this, the remaining Japanese soldiers raised their guns and fired.

Zhang Ling hid behind the boulder again to avoid the bullet attack.

He knew that he could not delay any longer and had to find a way to break out as soon as possible.

He looked around again, and suddenly, he found a cave on the other side of the boulder.

"There is always a way out!" Zhang Ling was delighted and ran towards the cave quickly.

He entered the cave and found it was very deep and pitch black inside.

He groped forward, and suddenly his hand touched something soft.

He was startled and quickly retracted his hand, then took out a lighter and lit a match.

The firelight illuminated the cave, and Zhang Ling could see clearly that what he touched was actually a woman's breast!

He looked up suddenly and saw a ragged young woman huddled in the corner, shivering.

The woman was in her early twenties. Although her clothes were ragged, they still couldn't hide her beautiful face.

When she saw Zhang Ling, her eyes were filled with fear.

"Who...who are you?" she asked tremblingly.

Zhang Ling looked at her, not knowing what to say for a moment.

He didn't expect to meet a woman in this dangerous cave.

Moreover, this woman actually...

He suddenly felt his heartbeat quicken, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart.

Is this... love?

Zhang Ling took a deep breath, still pointing his gun at the approaching Yamamoto Ikki. Behind Yamamoto Ikki, a dark mass of Japanese soldiers swarmed down the hillside like locusts, emitting a disgusting smell of sweat and blood.

"Yoshi! You did a great job!" Yamamoto Ikki said sarcastically, with a venomous light flashing in his triangular eyes. He held a samurai sword in his hand, and the blade reflected a dazzling light in the sun.

"Stop talking nonsense! Yamamoto Ikki, today is the day you die!" Zhang Ling roared, the blood feud from his previous life surged into his heart, and he wished he could tear Yamamoto Ikki into pieces immediately.

"Hahaha, you China pig, you're quite arrogant! You want to kill me by yourself? You're overestimating yourself!" Yamamoto Ikki laughed arrogantly, as if he had heard a huge joke.