Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Zhang Ling suddenly shook off Liu Ruyan's hand, his eyes cold: "I don't know what you are talking about. I warn you, don't bother me again, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Liu Ruyan's eyes were red, tears welled up in them, and she looked pitiful: "Brother Ling, how could you be so cruel? Have you really forgotten me?"

At this time, Xu Erniu came over and saw this scene. He was immediately furious. He pushed Liu Ruyan away and pointed at her and cursed: "Who are you, bitch? How dare you come to our 772nd Regiment to make trouble! Get out of here quickly, or I will be rude to you!"

Liu Ruyan was pushed to the ground, tears welling up in her eyes. She pointed at Zhang Ling and cried, "Brother Ling, look at your soldier. He treated me like this! Are you still a man?"

Zhang Ling looked at Liu Ruyan, who was crying bitterly, and felt annoyed. He didn't want to get entangled with this woman anymore, so he turned around and left.

"Brother Ling, don't go! Let me explain!" Liu Ruyan got up and chased after him.

Zhang Ling stopped, turned around, and looked at Liu Ruyan coldly: "I don't want to hear any explanation from you. Go away, and don't come here again."

After saying that, Zhang Ling walked into the command center without looking back.

Liu Ruyan stood there, watching Zhang Ling's departing back, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes.

That night, Zhang Ling was studying the battle map at the command center when he suddenly heard a commotion outside.

He walked out of the command center and saw Liu Ruyan lying on the ground in dishevel, surrounded by soldiers.

"What's going on?" Zhang Ling asked sternly.

A soldier stood up, pointed at Liu Ruyan and said, "Report to the commander, this woman...she...she actually...seduced us!"

Zhang Ling looked at Liu Ruyan, who was lying on the ground and crying, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart...

The smoke cleared, and the Cangyun Ridge was filled with the pungent smell of blood. Zhang Ling stepped on the broken limbs of the Japanese soldiers, feeling no pleasure at all, only endless exhaustion.

After returning to the independent regiment, Li Yunlong changed his usual rough demeanor and his eyes were red. He patted Zhang Ling's shoulder vigorously, his voice choking with sobs: "Good boy, you made me proud! You avenged the brothers of the 772nd Regiment!"

The brigade commander even made an exception and gave Zhang Ling a bear hug, which was so strong that Zhang Ling almost couldn't breathe. "The 772nd Regiment cannot be without a backbone! Zhang Ling, from today on, you are the commander of the 772nd Regiment!"

Zhang Ling saluted and did not refuse. He knew that no one except him could clean up the mess of the 772nd Regiment.

After becoming the head of the regiment, Zhang Ling began to make drastic reforms. He reorganized the troops, strengthened training, and formulated more flexible and changeable tactics. He knew that in this era, courage and passion alone were not enough, and wisdom and strategy were also needed.

He used the captured Japanese supplies to improve the soldiers' food, and recruited a group of educated young people from the base to form a special propaganda team to boost morale and disintegrate the enemy.

In just a few months, the 772nd Regiment was completely transformed. The soldiers were no longer ragged, pale and skinny peasant soldiers, but well-equipped and high-spirited steel warriors.

With frequent good news, the 772nd Regiment became the "Tiger Regiment" that people in northwest Shanxi feared. The Japanese were so scared when they heard the name of the 772nd Regiment that some even jokingly called Zhang Ling "the ghost-fearing one."

Zhang Ling did not relax his vigilance at all. He knew that the devils were far more cunning and cruel than he imagined. He had to stay awake at all times to survive in this chaotic world.

On this day, Zhang Ling was studying the battle map at the headquarters when a communicator suddenly ran in to report: "Report to the regiment commander! There is a woman at the foot of the mountain who says she is your fiancée and wants to see you!"

Zhang Ling was stunned. Fiancée? He had been busy fighting since he came here and had never thought about this.

"Let her in."

A moment later, a graceful woman in a cheongsam walked in. She had a delicate oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, a cherry mouth, a pair of big watery eyes, and a ladylike temperament.

"Brother Ling, it's really you!" When the woman saw Zhang Ling, she rushed up excitedly and hugged him tightly.

Zhang Ling pushed her away awkwardly and asked, "Miss, you got the wrong person, didn't you? I don't know you."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then tears started to flow. "Brother Ling, how could you forget me? I am Ruoyun, your fiancée Liu Ruoyun!"

Zhang Ling frowned. Liu Ruoyun? He seemed to have some impression of this name, as if it had appeared in the original owner's memory fragments.

He tried hard to recall, and a vague figure gradually emerged in his mind. A gentle and virtuous woman smiled at him.

"Ruoyun?" Zhang Ling asked tentatively.

The woman burst into laughter and nodded vigorously. "Brother Ling, you finally remembered me!"

Zhang Ling felt mixed emotions. He didn't know how to face this fiancée who suddenly appeared.

In the next few days, Liu Ruoyun stayed in the 772nd Regiment. She helped the soldiers mend their clothes and take care of the wounded, and soon won everyone's love.

Zhang Ling gradually accepted Liu Ruoyun's existence. He found that Liu Ruoyun was not only beautiful, but also well-educated, gentle and considerate, exactly the same as the fiancée in his memory.

However, Zhang Ling still had a question in his mind. How did Liu Ruoyun suddenly appear here? And how did she know he was here?

One night, Zhang Ling and Liu Ruoyun sat on the hillside, looking at the stars in the sky.

"Ruoyun," Zhang Ling asked, "how did you find me?"

Liu Ruoyun was silent for a moment, then said: "Brother Ling, I am not from this world."

Zhang Ling was stunned, and vaguely guessed something in his heart.

"I also traveled through time," Liu Ruoyun continued, "I came from the future and came specifically to find you."

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "Why did you come to see me?"

Liu Ruoyun raised her head and looked at Zhang Ling firmly. "I am here to help you, Brother Ling. I know your future fate and the enemies you will face."

Zhang Ling's heart was filled with turmoil. He knew that Liu Ruoyun's appearance would completely change his fate and the direction of this war.

"What will the future be like?" Zhang Ling's voice trembled a little.

Liu Ruoyun's expression became complicated, and she said slowly: "The future... is cruel. You will experience a lot of hardships, and you will also lose a lot..."

She paused, then held Zhang Ling's hand tightly and said, "But I will always be by your side and face everything with you!"

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard, breaking the silence between the two.

"Report to the commander! The Japanese attacked our independent regiment's base!"

Zhang Ling's face changed and he stood up suddenly. He grabbed the submachine gun beside him and said to Liu Ruoyun, "Ruoyun, stay here and don't go anywhere!"

After saying that, he rushed down the hillside without looking back and disappeared into the night.

Liu Ruoyun looked at Zhang Ling's departing back, a complicated look flashing in her eyes. She slowly stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to grab something, but then she let it go powerlessly.

"Brother Ling..." She whispered, "I hope...it's not too late..."

The darkness before dawn is always particularly long. In the independent regiment's base, gunshots and explosions rang out, and flames shot up into the sky, like a purgatory on earth. Li Yunlong led the soldiers in a bloody battle, but gradually lost their strength. The enemy's strength was far beyond their imagination, and they were surrounded...

The flames of the explosion lit up half the sky, the deafening noises came one after another, and the smell of gunpowder made it almost impossible to breathe. The base of the independent regiment was like hell on earth.

Li Yunlong brandished his Mauser pistol and shouted, "Damn it, hold on! Even if I die, I'll take a few devils with me!"

Bullets whizzed past, and the soldiers around him fell one by one. Li Yunlong's eyes were red. He didn't expect that the Japanese's sneak attack this time would be so fierce and so sudden.

Just when the independent regiment was about to collapse, intensive gunfire was heard in the distance.

"It's the 772nd Regiment! It's that kid Zhang Ling!" Li Yunlong wiped the blood off his face and shouted excitedly, "Brothers, the reinforcements are here, beat them hard!"

Zhang Ling led the soldiers of the 772nd Regiment down the mountain like a tiger, unstoppable. The submachine guns in their hands spewed out tongues of fire, tearing a hole in the enemy's formation.

Zhang Ling led the way, firing his submachine gun almost non-stop. He was like the god of death, reaping the lives of the devils.

"Kill all these bastards!" Zhang Ling roared, the fire of revenge burning in his heart.

Liu Ruoyun hid in the woods behind the hillside, anxious. The explosions, gunshots, and shouts of killing intertwined into a symphony of death, which made her terrified.

She tightly grasped a small treasure bag in her hand, which she brought from the future, and contained a key item that could change the situation of the battle. But she didn't know how to give it to Zhang Ling.

The battle lasted for several hours, and finally, the Japanese began to be defeated under the joint attack of the 772nd Regiment and the Independent Regiment.

Zhang Ling was covered in blood, but still in high spirits. He stood on the hillside, looking at the fleeing Japanese soldiers, and a feeling of heroism surged in his heart.

"We won! We won!" the soldiers cheered and hugged each other.

Li Yunlong walked up to Zhang Ling and patted him on the shoulder. "Good boy, you are really great!"

Zhang Ling smiled and said, "It's all thanks to the brothers who fought so hard."

Just then, a stray bullet flew over and hit Zhang Ling in the chest.

"Brother Ling!" Liu Ruoyun exclaimed and rushed out desperately.

Zhang Ling fell to the ground, his military uniform stained red with blood.

"Brother Ling! How are you?" Liu Ruoyun hugged Zhang Ling, tears streaming down her face.

Zhang Ling opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Liu Ruoyun, with a bitter smile on his face. "Ruoyun... I... I don't seem to be able to do it anymore..."

Liu Ruoyun shook her head desperately, "No! Brother Ling, you will be fine! I... I brought medicine..."

She opened the brocade bag tremblingly and took out a small porcelain bottle from it.

"This is... this is a special medicine developed in the future..."

She poured out a pill and wanted to feed it to Zhang Ling.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and snatched the medicine bottle from her hand.

"What is this?" Li Yunlong looked at Liu Ruoyun with confusion.

Liu Ruoyun was stunned. She didn't expect Li Yunlong to appear suddenly.

"This is... this is life-saving medicine..."

Li Yunlong brought the medicine bottle to his nose and sniffed it, then curled his lips in disdain. "What kind of bullshit life-saving medicine is this? It smells like candy beans."

After saying that, he actually threw the pill directly into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

Liu Ruoyun looked at Li Yunlong in amazement, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Captain, you..."

Li Yunlong burped, "Mm, it tastes good, sweet."

Then, he suddenly felt dizzy, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground.

"Captain!" The surrounding soldiers exclaimed and surrounded him.

Liu Ruoyun looked at the unconscious Li Yunlong, then at the dying Zhang Ling, her heart filled with despair.