Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Xu Erniu hugged Zhang Ling excitedly and shouted, "Battalion Commander, you are so awesome! You actually blew up that old devil Sakata Nobutsu!"

Other soldiers also gathered around and congratulated Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling showed a smile on his face, but his heart was full of bitterness.

He knew that Nobutsu Sakata was just the beginning.

His road to revenge has just begun.

……

A few days later, Zhang Ling received a letter.

The letter was from his fiancée.

The letter said that his fiancée was captured by the Japanese.

After reading the letter, Zhang Ling's face suddenly turned pale.

He clutched the letter tightly, his eyes filled with flames of anger.

"Devils, I will tear you into pieces!" Zhang Ling roared with gritted teeth.

He immediately gathered his soldiers and prepared to set out to rescue his fiancée.

……

However, what Zhang Ling didn't know was that his fiancée had been...

A black shadow, like a ghost, approached Sakata Nobutsu silently. Sakata Nobutsu was shooting wildly at the sky, venting his hatred, and had no idea that death was approaching. The black shadow was very fast, and in the blink of an eye he was behind Sakata Nobutsu. He suddenly stretched out his hand and covered Sakata Nobutsu's mouth, and with the other hand he pulled out a dagger like lightning and stabbed it into Sakata Nobutsu's heart.

"Uh..." Sakata Nobutsu's eyes widened in disbelief. He could never have imagined that he would die in this way.

The black shadow pulled out the dagger, and Sakata Nobutsu's body fell limply to the ground, with blood staining the ground red.

The black shadow was Zhang Ling.

He looked at Sakata Nobutsu lying in a pool of blood with a sneer on his face.

"Old devil, you have finally met your end!" Zhang Ling said in a low voice.

He originally planned to capture Sakata Nobutsu alive, but when he saw how crazy Sakata Nobutsu looked, he changed his mind.

He knew that old devils like Nobutsu Sakata would not surrender even if they were captured.

Rather than letting him continue to suffer, it is better to give him a quick death.

Zhang Ling turned and left, disappearing into the night.

……

The next morning, soldiers from the 772nd Regiment of the Eighth Route Army were cleaning the battlefield and found Sakata Nobutsu's body.

When the news reached the headquarters of the 772nd Regiment, Li Yunlong was overjoyed.

"Good! Well done!" Li Yunlong said excitedly, clapping the table.

"Zhang Ling is such a great guy! He actually killed that old devil Sakata Nobutsu!"

"Captain, now we can finally vent our anger!" Zhao Gang said with a smile.

"Yes, the Sakata Unit has always been a major concern of ours. Now that Sakata Nobutsu is dead, the Sakata Unit is leaderless. This is a great opportunity for us to eliminate them!" said Li Yunlong.

"Pass on my order, all regiments, attack, and make sure to annihilate the Sakata Regiment!"

"Yes!"

……

The destruction of the Sakata Regiment was a heavy blow to the Japanese army.

Nobutsu Sakata was a senior general of the Japanese army, and his death had a great impact on the morale of the Japanese army.

The 772nd Regiment took advantage of the victory and successively captured several Japanese strongholds, further expanding the base area.

……

Time flies, and several months have passed.

Zhang Ling's injuries have healed and he has returned to the battlefield again.

During this period, he experienced countless battles and gradually grew into an excellent commander.

He led the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment, fought bravely, made many military achievements, and became a thorn in the side of the Japanese army.

……

One day, Zhang Ling received an order from his superiors to go to Yan'an to attend a military meeting.

He bid farewell to his comrades and embarked on the journey to Yan'an.

……

Yan'an, the seat of the CPC Central Committee.

Revolutionaries from all over the country gathered here, fighting for their common ideals.

When Zhang Ling arrived in Yan'an, he was warmly welcomed.

He attended military meetings, listened to speeches by central leaders, and was deeply inspired.

After the meeting, Zhang Ling was received by the central leadership.

He received Zhang Ling cordially and praised him highly.

"Comrade Zhang Ling, you are an outstanding member and a brave soldier. You have made great contributions to the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression!" said.

"Chairman, this is what I should do." Zhang Ling said modestly.

"No, you did a good job, you set an example for us!" said.

"I hope you will continue to work hard and make greater contributions to the victory of the Anti-Japanese War!"

"Yes, Chairman, I will definitely live up to your expectations!" Zhang Ling said firmly.

……

During his time in Yan'an, Zhang Ling not only learned military theory, but also made many like-minded comrades.

Here he felt the revolutionary enthusiasm and became more determined in his revolutionary beliefs.

……

A few months later, Zhang Ling bid farewell to Yan'an and returned to the 772nd Regiment.

He applied the knowledge and experience he learned in Yan'an to actual combat and achieved greater results.

……

In the following battle, Zhang Ling met a mysterious woman...

A shadow, like a ghost, quietly approached Sakata Nobutsu. Sakata Nobutsu was shooting wildly at the sky, venting his anger, and had no idea that death was approaching. The shadow slowly raised the dagger in his hand, and the blade flashed coldly in the moonlight, like the sickle of the god of death.

"Go to hell, old devil Sakata!"

A cold voice sounded in Sakata Nobutsu's ears.

Sakata Nobutsu was suddenly startled and turned around subconsciously.

But it was too late.

"Pfft!"

The dagger pierced Sakata Nobutsu's chest fiercely.

Nobutsu Sakata widened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

He never imagined that he would die at the hands of a soldier of the Eighth Route Army.

"You...you are..."

Nobutsu Sakata uttered a few words with difficulty, then fell to the ground and died.

The black shadow was Zhang Ling.

He did not charge into battle like other soldiers, but quietly sneaked into the Japanese headquarters, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate Sakata Nobutsu.

He succeeded.

Zhang Ling pulled out the dagger, looked coldly at Sakata Nobutsu's body, then turned and disappeared into the night.

……

The battle is over.

The 772nd Regiment of the Eighth Route Army achieved a brilliant victory and completely wiped out the Sakata Regiment.

Zhang Ling also made great contributions and was promoted to company commander.

However, Zhang Ling did not feel the slightest joy.

Because he knew that this was just the beginning.

His road to revenge is still long.

……

A few months later.

Zhang Ling's unit received an order from their superiors to go to the enemy-occupied area to carry out a secret mission.

The mission was to blow up an important arsenal of the Japanese army.

Zhang Ling and his comrades disguised themselves and sneaked into the enemy-occupied area.

After several days of investigation, they finally found the exact location of the arsenal.

The arsenal was located in a heavily guarded Japanese military barracks.

If you want to blow up the arsenal, you must first capture the barracks.

This is a very dangerous mission.

However, Zhang Ling and his comrades showed no fear at all.

They are ready to sacrifice.

On a dark night, Zhang Ling and his comrades sneaked into the barracks.

They were divided into two groups, one responsible for attracting the enemy's attention and the other responsible for blowing up the arsenal.

Zhang Ling was responsible for blowing up the arsenal.

Carrying the explosive pack, he approached the armory cautiously.

Just as he was about to place the explosive, he suddenly heard a dog barking.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

A military dog ​​spotted Zhang Ling and started barking at him.

Zhang Ling cried out inwardly, he knew he was exposed.

Sure enough, the next moment, the Japanese patrol arrived.

"who?"

"Eighth Route Army! Catch him!"

The Japanese soldiers raised their guns and fired.

Zhang Ling quickly dodged and threw the explosive pack into the armory.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the arsenal was blown up.

The flames shooting up into the sky lit up the entire night sky.

There was chaos in the Japanese barracks.

Zhang Ling took advantage of the chaos to escape from the barracks.

……

However, just as he was escaping from the barracks, he unexpectedly met a woman.

The woman's name was Mieko, and she was the daughter of a Japanese military officer.

Tired of the war, she secretly escaped from the barracks.

Zhang Ling and Mieko met.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with complicated emotions.

One is a Chinese soldier and the other is a woman.

They were enemies, yet they met at this moment.

The gears of fate began to turn, linking them closely together...

Zhang Ling was stunned. The war had long made him forget how to get along with a woman, especially a woman from an enemy country. The same was true for Mieko. She had never thought that she would meet an Eighth Route Army soldier under such circumstances. The two stood there, and silence spread between them, as thick as the night.

"You... who are you?" Mieko finally broke the silence, her voice as soft as a mosquito.

Zhang Ling did not answer. He looked at Mieko warily, and slightly exerted force on the hand holding the dagger. This woman appeared too abruptly, and he had to be careful.

"I... my name is Mieko," Mieko seemed to sense Zhang Ling's hostility, and she quickly explained, "I'm not a bad person, I just... want to leave here."

"Leave here?" Zhang Ling sneered, "You are the daughter of an officer on a small island, and you want to leave here? Do you think I will believe it?"

Mieko bit her lip, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes. "I hate this war," she whispered, "It took away everything from me, my family, my friends... I don't want to see any more killing."

Zhang Ling was silent. He looked at the weak woman in front of him, and a trace of sympathy arose in his heart. He thought of his own family, who were also killed by the islanders. Although he and Mieko had different positions, they were both victims of this war.

"Do you really want to leave here?" Zhang Ling asked.

Mieko nodded vigorously. "Yes, I want to go to a place without war and live a peaceful life."

Zhang Ling hesitated for a moment, but finally made a bold decision. "I can help you."

Mieko looked at Zhang Ling in surprise, her eyes full of gratitude. "Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet," Zhang Ling said, "I will help you under certain conditions."

"What conditions?"

"Tell me the exact location of your arsenal, and."

Mieko hesitated. Although she hated war, she was an islander after all, and it was hard for her to accept betraying her country.