Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Suddenly, a hand pressed on his shoulder. Old Hu looked back and was stunned. Standing behind him was a young soldier in tattered uniform, his face was covered with dirt and blood, but it could be vaguely seen that this face was 70% similar to the dead Zhang Ling!

"You are... the captain?!" Lao Hu asked tremblingly, unable to believe his eyes.

The young soldier's eyes were cold, but his tone was unusually calm: "Old Hu, stop crying. I'm not dead yet."

It turned out that the bullet in Zhang Ling's chest was just a scratch and did not hurt his vital parts. In the moment of coma, his consciousness returned to the 772st century. He clearly remembered how he traveled to this war-torn era and how he became the head of the nd Regiment step by step. More importantly, he remembered the woman on the island, the culprit who caused his tragic death in his previous life!

"Experimental plan..." Zhang Ling muttered to himself, with a fierce look in his eyes. In his previous life, he died because of this so-called "experimental plan". In this life, he would never repeat the same mistake again!

"Old Hu, what's the situation now?" Zhang Ling asked.

Lao Hu wiped away his tears and choked up as he said, "The enemy's attack was too fierce. Our brothers suffered heavy casualties and we can no longer hold our position..."

Zhang Ling looked around. The battlefield was littered with corpses and blood. The soldiers of the 772nd Regiment were still resisting stubbornly, but they were already at the end of their strength. He knew that if he didn't find a solution, the 772nd Regiment would be wiped out!

"Lao Hu, take the remaining brothers to retreat immediately!" Zhang Ling gave the order decisively.

"Retreat? But Captain..." Lao Hu hesitated.

"Follow orders!" Zhang Ling shouted sternly, "I have my own way to get out of this."

Old Hu knew Zhang Ling's temper and dared not disobey him anymore. He evacuated the battlefield with the remaining soldiers in tears.

Zhang Ling looked at his brothers going away, took a deep breath, and his eyes became extremely determined. He picked up a bayonet from the ground, attached it to his rifle, and then turned and walked towards the edge of the battlefield.

The woman from the island was still there, holding the "experimental plan" in her hand and a strange smile on her face.

Zhang Ling slowly approached until he was only a few steps away from her.

"Who... are you?" The woman on the island finally noticed Zhang Ling, and the smile on her face froze instantly.

Zhang Ling didn't answer, but just looked at her coldly.

"Are you Zhang Ling from the 772nd Regiment?" The woman on the island recognized him and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.

"It seems you know me." Zhang Ling sneered, "That makes it easy."

"What do you want to do?" The woman on the island subconsciously took a step back and the documents in her hand fell to the ground.

Zhang Ling approached step by step, with murderous intent in his eyes: "I want you to pay with blood!"

Just as Zhang Ling was about to take action, suddenly, a loud explosion was heard.

It turned out that the Japanese commander was so angry and humiliated after failing to capture the city that he ordered the use of poison gas bombs!

A yellow-green smoke quickly spread out, covering the entire battlefield.

Zhang Ling and the woman on the island were surrounded by poisonous gas and began to cough violently.

"Cough... cough... cough..." Zhang Ling felt difficulty breathing and his vision was blurry.

The woman on the island also fell to the ground, struggling in pain.

Zhang Ling suppressed his discomfort, picked up the "experimental plan" on the ground, and staggered down the mountain.

He knew that he had to survive in order to avenge his dead brothers and stop this insane "experimental plan"!

He stumbled and ran, his vision became increasingly darker, and his consciousness gradually blurred...

Just when he was about to collapse, he saw a light appearing in front of him.

He used up his last bit of strength and ran towards the light...

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a cave.

An old farmer in simple clothes was feeding him medicine.

"Awake? That's good!" The old farmer showed a relieved smile on his face when he saw Zhang Ling waking up.

"Old man, where is this?" Zhang Ling asked weakly.

"This is Taohua Village, and my name is Lao Li." The old farmer replied, "When I found you at the foot of the mountain, you were already unconscious."

Zhang Ling struggled to sit up, still feeling very weak.

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

"Why thank you? We are all from the same village." Old Li waved his hand. "But your injuries are not light. You need to take good care of yourself."

Zhang Ling looked down at his chest and found that the wound had been bandaged.

"Old man, do you know the 772nd Regiment?" Zhang Ling asked.

Old Li sighed and said, "772nd Regiment... Alas, they are all disbanded..."

"Disbanded?" Zhang Ling was stunned. "What happened?"

Old Li shook his head and said, "The devils used poison gas bombs, and the 772nd Regiment suffered heavy casualties. The remaining brothers are...are..."

Old Li didn't say anything else, but Zhang Ling already understood what he meant.

His heart sank, and a strong feeling of grief and anger surged up in him.

"Little Japs..." Zhang Ling gritted his teeth and said, "I can never coexist with you!"

He held the "experimental plan" tightly in his hand, with the flame of revenge burning in his eyes...

At this time, there was a noisy sound outside the cave, and it seemed that someone was approaching...

On the battlefield filled with gunpowder, Lao Hu held Zhang Ling's body, grief-stricken. The soldiers around him were all red-eyed, holding their guns and shooting at the Japanese army frantically, as if to vent all the grief and anger in their hearts.

The island woman, Yumiko Watanabe, still stood at the edge of the battlefield, watching everything with cold eyes. The documents in her hands rustled in the wind, like an invitation from the god of death. The destruction of the 772nd Regiment was just the beginning for her.

Yumiko Watanabe put away the documents and turned away. She was going to prepare for the next experiment, a crazier and more insane one.

……

When Zhang Ling woke up again, he found himself lying on a desolate land. He sat up suddenly, and a sharp pain came from his chest, making him gasp.

"I... I'm not dead?" Zhang Ling looked around and found himself in an unfamiliar environment. There was no grass growing here, the sky was gray, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur.

"Is this... hell?" Zhang Ling muttered to himself.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears: "Welcome to 'Purgatory'."

Zhang Ling turned around suddenly and saw a man in a white coat standing behind him. The man was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a chilling light flashed behind the lenses.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ling asked vigilantly.

"I'm the person in charge here. You can call me 'Doctor.'" The man pushed up his glasses and said in a cold tone, "As for you, you are our new experimental subject."

"Experimental subject?" Zhang Ling had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"That's right." The doctor raised a strange smile, "You are very lucky to be selected to participate in our 'Rebirth' plan."

"Rebirth?" Zhang Ling frowned. "What does that mean?"

The doctor didn't explain, but just clapped his hands. Two strong men in black uniforms came over, lifted Zhang Ling up, and dragged him into a dark basement.

The basement was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the walls were covered with all kinds of strange instruments. Zhang Ling was tied to a cold operating table, his heart filled with fear and anxiety.

"Don't be afraid, this is just a small experiment." The doctor walked up to Zhang Ling, holding a syringe filled with green liquid in his hand, "Soon, you will experience the feeling of rebirth."

The doctor inserted the syringe into Zhang Ling's vein, and the green liquid slowly flowed into his body. Zhang Ling felt a sharp pain, as if all the bones in his body were burning. He wanted to struggle, but found that he could not move.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and everything in front of him became distorted. He seemed to see the smoke of the battlefield, hear the screams of the soldiers, and feel the pain of the bullet piercing his chest...

Then, everything returned to darkness.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ling woke up again. He found himself lying on the wasteland where he had been before, and his chest no longer hurt. He stood up, stretched his body, and felt full of strength.

"I... am reborn?" Zhang Ling clenched his fists, feeling the power surging in his body.

"Congratulations, the experiment was successful." The doctor's voice sounded again, "You now have extraordinary strength and speed, as well as... immortality."

"Immortality?" Zhang Ling looked at the doctor, his eyes full of confusion.

"That's right." The doctor nodded. "No matter how badly you are injured, you will recover quickly. Unless..."

"Unless what?" Zhang Ling asked.

The doctor smiled mysteriously: "Unless your heart is destroyed."

Zhang Ling's heart trembled. He knew that this so-called "rebirth" plan was by no means as simple as the doctor said.

"Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise." The doctor looked at Zhang Ling with a cold tone, "Go and complete the task for us."

"What mission?" Zhang Ling asked.

"Kill Yumiko Watanabe." The doctor said word by word, "She is the key to the 'rebirth' plan and the target of your revenge."

The cold face of Yumiko Watanabe appeared in Zhang Ling's mind, and a raging anger burned in his heart.

"Okay." He gritted his teeth and said, "I promise you."

He knew that this was not only for revenge, but also for survival. In this purgatory-like world, he could only find true freedom by constantly fighting.

Zhang Ling left "Purgatory" and embarked on the road of revenge. He knew that this road was full of dangers and challenges, but he was not afraid. Because he had died once, now he just wanted to live his own wonderful life, even if it meant stepping on the blood of his enemies...

He tracked down Yumiko Watanabe all the way and discovered that she was conducting an even more terrifying experiment - applying "rebirth" technology to Japanese soldiers to create an undead army.

In a dark laboratory, Zhang Ling finally found Yumiko Watanabe. She was standing in front of a huge culture tank, looking at the soldiers soaked in it with a crazy smile on her face.

"You're finally here." Yumiko Watanabe turned around and looked at Zhang Ling, her eyes gleaming with excitement, "I can't wait to see your strength."

Zhang Ling did not speak, but looked at her coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent. He knew that this was a life-and-death battle, and only the winner could survive.

He rushed towards Yumiko Watanabe, the dagger in his hand flashing coldly...

On the battlefield filled with smoke, Lao Hu's heart-wrenching cries seemed particularly powerless. He hugged Zhang Ling's cold body tightly, as if to pull him back from the abyss of death. The sound of gunfire around him gradually became sparse, and only the sporadic resistance of the 772nd Regiment and the cheers of the Japanese army remained on the battlefield.

The island woman walked slowly on the blood-stained soil to Zhang Ling's body. She squatted down, flipped Zhang Ling's eyelids with her white-gloved hands, and touched the bullet hole in his chest, with a deeper smile on her face.

"What a pity, such a tenacious test subject..." She muttered to herself, then took out a small recorder from her pocket and spoke to the corpse, "Test subject No. 772, confirmed dead. Cause of death: gunshot wound. Test results: extremely strong willpower, but insufficient physical strength. Suggestion: increase the dosage of the drug to enhance the physical strength of the test subject."