Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

He exerted force suddenly and got out of the crack.

As soon as he came out, he heard a scream behind him.

He looked back and saw Liu Ruyan being hit by a falling rock and falling to the ground.

"Ruyan!" Zhang Ling exclaimed and ran over quickly.

He picked up Liu Ruyan and found that she was no longer breathing.

"No..." Zhang Ling closed his eyes in pain.

He hugged Liu Ruyan's body tightly, his heart filled with grief and anger.

"Yamamoto Ikki! I must kill you!" he said gritting his teeth.

Zhang Ling took a deep breath, the smell of blood filled the air, making his stomach churn. Yamamoto Ikki, this name was like a huge rock pressing on his heart, making him breathless. In his previous life, he only heard of him but never saw him. Now, when the enemies met, they were extremely jealous.

"Yoshi, I didn't expect there would be a fish that slipped through the net." Yamamoto Ikki spoke in broken Chinese with a cruel smile on his face, as if he was admiring a prey that was about to be caught. "You are quite skilled, are you interested in serving the Emperor?"

"Serve your mother!" Zhang Ling spat out a mouthful of blood foam and responded rudely. "Little devil, grandpa will send you to see your emperor today!"

The smile on Yamamoto Ikki's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a cold murderous intent. "Baka! If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the wine! Come on, kill him!"

A group of Japanese soldiers rushed up with howling voices, their bayonets flashing coldly. Zhang Ling did not dare to neglect it, and with his rifle spewing flames, he knocked down the Japanese soldiers who were rushing in front.

However, the Japanese soldiers kept coming, and Zhang Ling's bullets soon ran out. He threw away his rifle, drew out his dagger, and started a hand-to-hand fight with the Japanese soldiers.

Zhang Ling was a special forces soldier in his previous life and was proficient in various fighting skills. Although his body had not yet fully recovered to its peak condition, it was more than enough to deal with these ordinary Japanese soldiers. The dagger in his hand was like a venomous snake, and every attack could take a life.

Blood splattered and screams rang out. Zhang Ling was like a bloodthirsty beast, charging through the Japanese soldiers, leaving corpses everywhere.

Yamamoto Ikki stood aside and watched all this with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that this Chinese soldier would be so brave, not like a human being, but a killing machine.

"Baga! Come on! Use guns! Use guns!" Yamamoto Ikki roared.

The Japanese soldiers took out their pistols and shot at Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling dodged left and right, avoiding the bullets, but was inevitably hit by several bullets. The severe pain almost made him faint, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, knowing that once he fell, he would never have a chance to stand up again.

"Damn it, I'm going to fight you!" Zhang Ling roared and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers again.

He grabbed a Japanese soldier by the neck and twisted it hard, breaking his neck. Then he snatched the Japanese soldier's pistol and fired at the surrounding Japanese soldiers.

The sound of gunfire, screams, and roars intertwined together to form a cruel symphony.

Zhang Ling was covered in blood, like a Shura from hell. His eyes were filled with crazy killing intent, as if he wanted to destroy everything in front of him.

Finally, the Japanese soldiers were frightened by Zhang Ling's madness. They began to retreat and dared not move forward.

Yamamoto Ikki's face turned pale. He didn't expect that he would be forced to this point by a Chinese soldier.

"Baga! You bunch of trash! Come on! Whoever dares to retreat, I will kill him!" Yamamoto Ikki pulled out his pistol, pointed at the Japanese soldiers and shouted.

Under the threat of Yamamoto Ikki, the Japanese soldiers rushed forward again.

Zhang Ling was exhausted and had multiple injuries, but he still did not give up the fight. He knew that he could not fall down, he had to avenge Wang Desheng and complete his revenge plan.

He took a deep breath, endured the severe pain, and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers again.

Just then, a burst of gunfire was heard in the distance.

"Da da da......"

The sound of machine guns!

Zhang Ling was delighted, he knew that reinforcements had arrived!

He looked up and saw a team wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms rushing towards him.

The leader was a burly man with a full beard.

"Lao Zhang! Hold on! We are here to save you!" the bearded man shouted, and the machine gun in his hand spewed out flames, knocking the Japanese soldiers who rushed up to the ground.

Zhang Ling felt a warm feeling in his heart as he looked at the Eighth Route Army soldiers rushing over.

He knew that he was saved.

He could no longer hold on, his vision went dark, and he passed out.

......

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

He found himself lying on a simple bed, wrapped in bandages.

"Are you awake?" A gentle voice sounded in his ears.

Zhang Ling turned his head and saw a young female nurse in the uniform of the Eighth Route Army sitting beside his bed, looking at him with concern.

The female nurse has delicate features and a pair of big watery eyes that are full of spirit.

Zhang Ling looked at the female nurse and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He had never felt this way before.

"Where...where am I?" Zhang Ling asked weakly.

"You are in the field hospital of the Eighth Route Army." The nurse said with a smile. "You have been in a coma for three days and three nights."

"Three days and three nights?" Zhang Ling was a little surprised. "I... I'm still alive?"

"Of course you're alive." The nurse said with a smile. "You're very lucky."

Zhang Ling looked at the female nurse's smile and suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

He felt his heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his chest.

"Thank you...thank you for saving me." Zhang Ling said with some stuttering.

"You're welcome." The nurse said with a smile. "This is what we should do."

"You...what's your name?" Zhang Ling asked.

The nurse smiled and said, "My name is... Chuntao."

Chuntao...

Zhang Ling silently recited the name in his heart and felt a warm current flowing through his body.

He looked at Chuntao, his eyes full of tenderness.

He suddenly had a feeling that this nurse named Chuntao would change his life...

Zhang Ling felt that Chuntao's voice was like a spring flowing through his dry heart. He looked at Chuntao greedily. The three days and three nights of coma had made him weak and made him want to live even more. In particular, this desire seemed to be closely connected with the woman named Chuntao in front of him.

"Did I...say any nonsense when I was unconscious?" Zhang Ling asked nervously. He was worried that he had called out Wang Desheng's name while unconscious, exposing the burning fire of revenge in his heart.

Chuntao burst out laughing, revealing two shallow dimples. "You are always talking in your sleep, using names like 'Xiao Taohong' and 'Cuihua', which are all women's names."

Zhang Ling smiled awkwardly, but felt relieved in his heart. He didn't know why he called out those names, maybe it was a subconscious desire for women, or maybe it was just pure nonsense.

"By the way, what happened to the Japanese who attacked you?" Zhang Ling changed the subject. He thought of Yamamoto Ikki's hideous face.

"We wiped them all out! The Japanese leader was shot dead by our battalion commander!" Chuntao's tone was full of pride.

"Good! Good!" Zhang Ling said two good words in a row, and the hatred in his heart was comforted a little. Yamamoto Ikki was dead, but his real road to revenge had just begun.

In the following days, Chuntao came to take care of Zhang Ling every day. She would change his medicine, feed him, and chat with him. Zhang Ling gradually became dependent on Chuntao. He enjoyed Chuntao's gentleness and thoughtfulness, as if he was in a warm spring.

"Chuntao, have you...ever thought about leaving here?" One day, Zhang Ling looked at Chuntao and asked seriously.

Chun Tao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Leave? Where to? This is my home."

"But... it's too dangerous here." Zhang Ling said, "War could break out at any time, and you're a girl..."

"I'm not afraid!" Chun Tao interrupted Zhang Ling, "I am a soldier of the Eighth Route Army. It is my duty to defend my country!"

Zhang Ling looked at Chuntao's determined eyes and was full of admiration. He knew that Chuntao was different from him and she had her own beliefs and pursuits.

"Chun Tao..." Zhang Ling suddenly held Chun Tao's hand. Chun Tao's hand was soft and warm, just like the sunshine in spring.

Chuntao blushed and tried to pull her hand back, but Zhang Ling held it tightly.

"Chun Tao, I...I like you." Zhang Ling said courageously.

Chuntao was stunned. She didn't expect Zhang Ling to confess his feelings suddenly.

"I...I..." Chuntao stammered, not knowing what to say.

"I know I'm not worthy of you." Zhang Ling smiled bitterly, "I'm a... a demon who kills without blinking an eye..."

"No... No..." Chun Tao said hurriedly, "You... You are a hero..."

"Hero?" Zhang Ling laughed at himself. "My hands are covered in blood. Am I considered a hero?"

"You killed the devils! The invaders!" Chun Tao said seriously, "You are a hero in our hearts!"

Zhang Ling looked at Chuntao with mixed feelings. He knew that the hero in Chuntao's eyes and the avenger in his heart were two completely different people.

"Chun Tao..." Zhang Ling held Chun Tao's hand again, "If...if one day, I do something to let you down..."

"I believe you!" Chuntao interrupted Zhang Ling, her eyes full of trust.

Zhang Ling looked at Chuntao, his heart was filled with emotion. He knew that Chuntao's love was a ray of sunshine in his life, illuminating his dark heart.

However, what he didn't know was that the gears of fate had begun to turn, and a bigger conspiracy was quietly approaching...

A month later, Zhang Ling's injuries healed and he officially joined the Eighth Route Army. With his super combat ability and rich combat experience, he quickly became a leader in the army.

He led the soldiers to fight against the Japanese invaders time and time again and made great military achievements.