Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Memories came flooding back, and he remembered that he was seriously injured in a breakout battle, and then...

"Wait!" Zhang Ling suddenly realized a problem. He remembered that he was stabbed to death by the captain, so how could he be shot? Could it be that this rebirth changed something?

Just then, a doctor in the uniform of the Eighth Route Army came in: "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Zhang Ling observed the doctor calmly and asked tentatively, "Why am I... in the hospital?"

"You are lucky!" the doctor laughed heartily, "The Japanese bullet pierced your lung. If Lao Li hadn't rescued you in time, you would have reported to the King of Hell!"

"Old Li?" Zhang Ling's mind moved, "Who is it?"

"It's your captain! Bearded Li Dazhuang!" The doctor patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder, "Good boy, your captain risked his life to save you!"

Zhang Ling was stunned. Li Dazhuang? Saved him? How is this possible?! In his previous life, Li Dazhuang was clearly the murderer! Could it be that... after his rebirth, the trajectory of history has changed?

In the next few days, Zhang Ling kept thinking about this question. He asked other wounded soldiers about Li Dazhuang's situation indirectly, but the answers he got made him even more confused. Everyone said that Li Dazhuang was a brave, loyal and reliable captain, and there was no sign of betrayal at all.

Is it really that I remembered it wrong? Or... is this an elaborate scam?

Zhang Ling's heart was full of doubts, and he decided to secretly observe Li Dazhuang to see what tricks he was playing.

One day, Zhang Ling sneaked into Li Dazhuang's room while he was away. He searched through boxes and cabinets, hoping to find some clues. However, he found nothing except a few worn-out clothes and some daily necessities.

Just when he was about to give up, his eyes fell on a wooden box under the bed. He dragged the box out with great effort, opened it, and saw a diary inside.

Zhang Ling opened the diary and saw lines of beautiful handwriting. This turned out to be Chuntao's diary!

He flipped through the pages, and the diary recorded every little detail between Chuntao and Li Dazhuang. From the lines, Zhang Ling could feel Chuntao's deep love for Li Dazhuang, and Li Dazhuang's silent protection of Chuntao.

In her diary, Chuntao mentioned many times that Li Dazhuang risked his life to protect her. Once, when the Japanese invaders raided the village, Li Dazhuang led the Japanese invaders away by himself to protect Chuntao's escape and was seriously injured.

Seeing this, Zhang Ling's heart was in turmoil. Could it be that...he really misunderstood Li Dazhuang?

He continued to flip through the pages, and on the last page of the diary, there was a sentence written: "Brother Dazhuang, if I die, please live well and avenge me..."

The handwriting was crooked, as if it was written with the last bit of strength.

Zhang Ling suddenly recalled the tragic death of Chun Tao in his previous life, as well as Li Da Zhuang's trembling voice: "I owe you this, I'll pay you back in my next life..."

He finally understood everything!

Li Dazhuang did not betray him. He killed himself to protect Chuntao! He deliberately surrendered to the devils to obtain intelligence, and then at the critical moment, sacrificed himself in exchange for Chuntao's safety!

After he was reborn, the course of history changed. Li Dazhuang no longer needed to sacrifice himself, so he was able to survive and save his own life!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling's heart was filled with guilt and self-blame. He had wrongly accused Li Dazhuang and even regarded him as an enemy!

He held the diary tightly, tears blurring his eyes. He owed Li Dazhuang an apology, and also owed him... a life!

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open and Li Dazhuang walked in. When he saw the diary in Zhang Ling's hand, his face suddenly turned pale.

"You...saw everything?" Li Dazhuang's voice trembled.

Zhang Ling raised his head and looked at Li Dazhuang, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

"Captain..." He choked, but didn't know what to say.

Li Dazhuang walked up to Zhang Ling and reached out to take the diary back, but Zhang Ling dodged him.

"I'm sorry..." Zhang Ling lowered his head, his voice hoarse, "I wronged you..."

Li Dazhuang was stunned. He didn't expect Zhang Ling to say such a thing.

"You...know?"

Zhang Ling nodded and handed the diary to Li Dazhuang: "I know everything... Thank you, Captain... Thank you for saving me... And thank you... for protecting Chuntao..."

Li Dazhuang took the diary, was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Zhang Ling, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.

"Actually..." He hesitated to speak, as if he had something to hide.

Zhang Ling suddenly hugged Chuntao, with such force that he seemed to rub her into his bones. Chuntao was stunned at first, and then she patted his back gently, like coaxing a child: "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Zhang Ling rubbed her shoulder, sniffing the familiar scent of soapberry on her body, and the panic in his heart gradually dissipated. Yes, he was reborn, back to the time when all this had not happened. The captain had not been bribed by the devils, and Chuntao was still alive and well.

"It's okay, I'm just... a little happy." Zhang Ling let go of Chun Tao and looked at her gentle smile, but a chill surged in his heart. Happy? He was not happy at all! He had not forgotten the feeling of being stabbed by his most trusted brother in his previous life! The hypocritical face of the bearded captain was clearly imprinted in his mind at this moment, like a poisonous snake, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time.

"By the way, where is the captain?" Zhang Ling asked casually.

Chun Tao pointed outside the door and said, "She is discussing the battle plan with some brothers outside. They say the Japanese are going to make another big move soon."

Battle plan? The devil's big move? Zhang Ling sneered. He knew better than anyone what the devil's big move was! In the previous life, it was because the captain leaked their battle plan to the devil that they were ambushed and the whole army was wiped out. Chun Tao also...

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug deep into his flesh, but he didn't feel any pain. He must not let the tragedy happen again!

"Chuntao, I'm going to go out for a while." After Zhang Ling said that, he rushed out without looking back.

He wanted to find the captain. He wanted to see with his own eyes what tricks this hypocritical guy was playing!

Outside the temple, the bearded captain was sitting with several soldiers, holding maps in their hands, pointing and seemingly discussing something.

"Captain!" Zhang Ling strode forward with a cold tone.

The captain looked up and saw Zhang Ling, with a surprised expression on his face: "You woke up? How do you feel?"

"Thanks to you, I won't die." Zhang Ling said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

The captain didn't seem to understand the meaning of his words, and continued to say with a smile: "That's good, that's good. You just woke up, so you should rest more and stop worrying about these things."

"Worry? I would like not to worry, but I'm afraid some people have bad intentions and are deliberately pushing us into the fire pit!" Zhang Ling stared into the captain's eyes and said word by word.

The captain's smile froze on his face. He looked at the soldiers around him and said in a low voice, "Zhang Ling, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? You know it clearly!" Zhang Ling grabbed the captain's collar and lifted him up from the ground. "You'd better tell me the truth. What is your relationship with the devils?"

The captain's face changed drastically. He struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free from Zhang Ling's iron-like hands.

"Zhang Ling, you're crazy! Let me go!"

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers gathered around and tried to dissuade Zhang Ling.

"Don't come over here!" Zhang Ling roared, scaring everyone so much that they dared not come forward.

"Captain, let me ask you again, what is your relationship with the Japanese?" Zhang Ling's voice was as cold as a messenger from hell.

The captain looked at Zhang Ling's murderous eyes and knew that he could no longer hide it.

"I...I..." The captain hesitated, but did not dare to tell the truth.

"Don't want to tell me? Then don't blame me for being rude!" Zhang Ling said, exerting force with his hands, and was about to break the captain's neck.

At this moment, Chuntao ran out of the temple and turned pale with fright when she saw this scene.

"Zhang Ling, stop! What are you doing?" Chuntao rushed forward and tried to pull Zhang Ling away.

When Zhang Ling saw Chuntao, he involuntarily loosened the strength in his hands.

The captain took the opportunity to break free from Zhang Ling's restraints, rolled and crawled to hide behind Chuntao, pointed at Zhang Ling and said: "Chuntao, look at him, he's crazy! He wants to kill me!"

Chun Tao looked at Zhang Ling, her eyes full of confusion and worry: "Zhang Ling, what's wrong with you? Why did you attack the captain?"

Zhang Ling looked at Chuntao's anxious eyes, feeling mixed emotions. He couldn't tell Chuntao the truth, at least not now. If he exposed the captain's true identity now, it would only alert the captain, making him more cautious and making it more difficult to find evidence of his collusion with the enemy.

"I...I suspect that he is colluding with the Japanese." Zhang Ling finally chose to conceal it.

"Collusion? How is that possible?" Chun Tao said in disbelief. "The captain has been with us through thick and thin for so many years, how could he be a traitor?"

"You can only know a person's face but not his heart, Chuntao!" Zhang Ling said with a wry smile, "Some things you see may not be true."

"Then do you have any evidence?" Chuntao asked.

Zhang Ling was speechless for a moment. He really had no solid evidence. In his previous life, he learned that the captain was a traitor from a soldier who had escaped by chance after his entire army was annihilated. Now, he was reborn and everything had just begun. He had not had time to collect evidence.

"I... I don't have any evidence yet, but I believe in my intuition." Zhang Ling said, "Chun Tao, do you believe me?"

Chun Tao looked at Zhang Ling's sincere eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "I believe you."

Zhang Ling felt warm in his heart. He held Chuntao's hand tightly and said, "Thank you, Chuntao. I will find evidence as soon as possible to prove that what I said is right."

The captain hid behind Chuntao, his face gloomy, his eyes flashing with a hint of resentment. He knew that Zhang Ling had begun to suspect him, and he had to find a way to get rid of Zhang Ling as soon as possible, otherwise there would be endless troubles!

At this moment, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from the distance...

Zhang Ling hugged Chuntao tightly, feeling her body temperature, his heart beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. Reborn? He was really reborn! Back to before all these tragedies happened! He greedily breathed in the faint fragrance of Chuntao's body, and the joy of regaining what he had lost almost made him cry.

"Silly boy, you're hugging me too tight. I can hardly breathe." Chuntao said coquettishly and gently pushed Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling then realized his mistake and quickly let go of her hand, smiling awkwardly: "I'm sorry, Chuntao, I... I was too excited."

"I'm glad you're okay." Chun Tao gently stroked Zhang Ling's cheek, "The doctor said you lost too much blood and almost..."

"I'm fine," Zhang Ling interrupted her, "I feel great now!"

He jumped off the bed, stretched his body, and indeed felt full of strength.

"Slow down!" Chun Tao quickly supported him, "Don't get too excited."

Zhang Ling looked at Chuntao with gratitude in his heart. He knew that he was able to be reborn thanks to that mysterious figure.