Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

She is now just a walking corpse, a ghost living in hatred.

Liu Ruoyun left the island army camp and disappeared into the night...

......

A month later, Li Yunlong received a package containing a rare specimen's head and a dagger.

There were two words engraved on the dagger: Ruoyun.

Li Yunlong looked at the contents of the package, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that Liu Ruoyun had completed her revenge and had completely bid farewell to the past.

He sighed, carefully put away the contents of the package, and then turned and left the room...

......

The war is still going on, but Liu Ruoyun's story has ended.

She was like a shooting star, streaking across the night sky. Although her presence was short, she left behind an eternal light.

......

A few years later, the war of resistance against Japanese aggression was won. The Chinese people finally drove away the invaders and won the final victory.

On a sunny morning, Li Yunlong stood in front of Zhang Ling's tombstone and saluted with a standard military salute.

"Lao Zhang, we won..." Li Yunlong said softly, "Rest in peace..."

Suddenly, Li Yunlong seemed to see a familiar figure walking towards him from a distance...

The figure was getting closer and closer, and Li Yunlong finally saw her face clearly...

"Ruo...Ruoyun?" Li Yunlong rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

The figure walked up to Li Yunlong and smiled: "Captain Li, long time no see..."

"Brother Ling!" Liu Ruoyun's cry was heartbreaking and trembling. She watched helplessly as the bayonet pierced Zhang Ling's back, and the bright red blood instantly stained his uniform.

Zhang Ling groaned, his body swayed, and he almost fell down. He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and shot back, killing the devil behind him.

"I...I'm fine..." Zhang Ling said weakly, but his pale face betrayed him.

Liu Ruoyun burst into tears. She hugged Zhang Ling tightly and said tremblingly: "Brother Ling...you...you lied to me..."

Zhang Ling forced a smile and said, "Silly girl...I...how could I lie to you...cough cough..." He began to cough violently, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Don't talk, Brother Ling..." Liu Ruoyun said with a sob, "I... I will bandage you right away..."

She frantically took out a bandage from the first aid kit and tried to bandage Zhang Ling's wound, but her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't bandage it properly.

"It's... it's useless..." Zhang Ling said weakly, "This... this is a penetrating wound... I... I..."

"No! Brother Ling, you will be fine!" Liu Ruoyun cried, tears blurring her vision.

Zhang Ling looked at Liu Ruoyun, his eyes full of tenderness. He reached out his hand, gently stroked Liu Ruoyun's cheek, and said: "Ruoyun... I... I..."

Before he could finish his words, he fainted.

"Brother Ling! Brother Ling!" Liu Ruoyun cried heartbreakingly, but she was powerless.

The gunfire continued and the battle was still going on. Li Yunlong led the soldiers to fight bravely, but their numbers were getting smaller and smaller, and the enemy's offensive was getting more and more fierce.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Li Yunlong shouted. He knew that if they continued fighting, they would all die here.

The soldiers fought and retreated, gradually leaving the battlefield. Liu Ruoyun held the unconscious Zhang Ling in her arms and retreated with the team.

They ran all the way and finally escaped from the Japanese encirclement.

......

In a hidden cave, Liu Ruoyun carefully put Zhang Ling on the ground. With trembling hands, she unbuttoned Zhang Ling's military uniform and checked his wounds.

The bayonet pierced Zhang Ling's back. The wound was very deep and blood was still gushing out.

Liu Ruoyun's tears burst out again. She knew that Zhang Ling's injuries were very serious and his life was in danger at any time.

"Brother Ling...you must hold on..." Liu Ruoyun said with a sob, "I...I will save you..."

She took out all the medicines and bandages from the first aid kit and began to bandage Zhang Ling's wound. She was gentle, fearing that she would hurt Zhang Ling.

After bandaging the wound, Liu Ruoyun helped Zhang Ling up again and let him lean on her arms. She used her body temperature to warm Zhang Ling's cold body.

"Brother Ling...you must get better..." Liu Ruoyun repeated this sentence over and over again, as if this could give Zhang Ling strength.

As time passed, Zhang Ling's breathing became weaker and weaker, and his face became paler and paler.

Liu Ruoyun's heart sank to the bottom. She knew that Zhang Ling's condition was getting worse and worse.

At this moment, a faint moan suddenly came out of Zhang Ling's mouth.

"Brother Ling! You're awake!" Liu Ruoyun shouted in surprise.

Zhang Ling slowly opened his eyes; his look was blurry, as if he was not fully awake yet.

"Ruo...Ruoyun..." he said weakly.

"Brother Ling, I'm..." Liu Ruoyun held Zhang Ling's hand tightly and said, "How do you feel?"

"I...I'm so cold..." Zhang Ling said tremblingly.

Liu Ruoyun quickly took off her coat and put it on Zhang Ling. She hugged Zhang Ling tightly and warmed him with her body temperature.

"Brother Ling, please hold on a little longer. I...I will go find a doctor..." Liu Ruoyun said.

"It's... it's no use..." Zhang Ling said weakly, "I... I can't hold on any longer..."

"No! Brother Ling, you will be fine!" Liu Ruoyun cried, "I...I won't let you die..."

Zhang Ling looked at Liu Ruoyun, his eyes full of tenderness. He reached out his hand, gently stroked Liu Ruoyun's cheek, and said: "Ruoyun... I... I..."

He fainted again.

"Brother Ling! Brother Ling!" Liu Ruoyun cried heartbreakingly, her heart filled with despair.

Suddenly, she remembered some first aid knowledge Zhang Ling had taught her before, and she quickly followed the method Zhang Ling taught her and began to give Zhang Ling artificial respiration and cardiac compression.

She pressed Zhang Ling's chest again and again, giving him artificial respiration, her movements becoming faster and stronger.

She didn't know how long she had been doing it, she only knew that she couldn't give up, she absolutely couldn't give up!

Finally, with Liu Ruoyun's unremitting efforts, Zhang Ling's chest began to rise and fall slightly, and his breathing gradually returned to normal.

Liu Ruoyun cried with joy. She hugged Zhang Ling tightly and said, "Brother Ling, you are alive! You are alive!"

Zhang Ling slowly opened his eyes, and his vision gradually regained clarity.

He looked at Liu Ruoyun, his eyes full of gratitude and tenderness.

"Ruoyun...thank you..." he said weakly.

Liu Ruoyun burst into laughter and said, "Brother Ling, I'm glad you're okay..."

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound outside the cave.

"Someone is coming!" Liu Ruoyun said vigilantly.

"Are they the Japanese?" Zhang Ling asked.

"I don't know..." Liu Ruoyun said, "Let's hide first..."

She supported Zhang Ling and hid behind a huge rock.

Outside the cave, a group of people walked in.

These people were dressed in strange clothes and held various weapons in their hands.

They don't look like the Japs, nor do they look like the Chinese.

"Who are they?" Zhang Ling asked puzzledly.

Liu Ruoyun shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.

The group walked to the center of the cave and looked around.

"It seems like someone has been here..." said one of them.

"Could it be the Eighth Route Army?" another person said.

"It's possible..." said the first man, "Let's search around..."

The group spread out and began searching the cave.

Zhang Ling and Liu Ruoyun hid behind a huge rock, not daring to make a sound.

They didn't know where this group of people came from or what their purpose was.

They only know that they are in danger now...

The moment the bayonet pierced Zhang Ling's back, Liu Ruoyun felt that her heart was also pierced. Warm blood splattered on her face, and the fishy-sweet smell made her almost nauseous.

"Brother Ling!" Liu Ruoyun screamed heartbreakingly, her voice sounding particularly weak amid the sounds of gunfire and explosions. She hugged Zhang Ling's shaky body tightly, her vision blurred by tears.

Zhang Ling gritted his teeth and groaned, trying not to let out a painful groan. He felt his vitality slipping away quickly, and the world in front of him began to become blurry.

"Don't... don't cry..." Zhang Ling raised his hand with difficulty, trying to wipe away the tears and blood on Liu Ruoyun's face, but his hand dropped down weakly.

"Damn Japs!" Li Yunlong roared when he saw this, raised his machine gun and fired a burst of bullets at the Japs who were attacking him. The Japs fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

Li Yunlong rushed to Zhang Ling and picked him up: "Old Zhang! You better hold on!"

Zhang Ling smiled weakly, blood gushing out from the corner of his mouth: "Old... Old Li... I... I'm afraid..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Li Yunlong interrupted him rudely, "I'll take you back! If you die, I...I'll peel off your skin!"

Liu Ruoyun cried like a tearful person. She held Zhang Ling's hand tightly, as if to pull him back from the hands of death.

"Ling... Brother Ling... You... You can't die... You... You promised me..."

Zhang Ling turned his head with difficulty and looked at Liu Ruoyun's tearful face, his heart filled with reluctance and guilt.

"I'm...I'm sorry...Ruoyun...I...I..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and finally, he lost consciousness completely.

"Brother Ling!" Liu Ruoyun cried desperately. Her voice echoed among the mountains and forests, filled with grief and helplessness.

Li Yunlong's eyes were red, and he slapped himself hard: "What the hell are you all standing there for! Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

......

When Zhang Ling woke up again, he found himself lying in a simple wooden house, his body wrapped in bandages, and the wound on his back was still aching.

He struggled to sit up, but found himself completely powerless.

"Brother Ling, you're awake!" Liu Ruoyun's surprised voice came from the side.

Zhang Ling turned his head and saw Liu Ruoyun sitting on the edge of the bed with red and swollen eyes. It was obvious that she had been crying for a long time.

"Ruoyun..." Zhang Ling smiled weakly, "I... I'm not dead?"

"Brother Ling, you scared me to death!" Liu Ruoyun threw herself into Zhang Ling's arms and hugged him tightly, "If you die, I...I won't live either!"

Zhang Ling patted Liu Ruoyun's back gently, his heart filled with emotion and warmth.

"Silly girl...I...I am fine..."

"Brother Ling, don't scare me like this again..." Liu Ruoyun said while choking.

"Okay... okay..." Zhang Ling comforted her softly, "I promise you..."

The two hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's body temperature, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

......

In the next few days, Zhang Ling gradually recovered under Liu Ruoyun's careful care.

However, the hatred in his heart grew stronger and stronger.