Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Old Zhao gritted his teeth and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "It's okay, you won't die. But you, Xiaoya, you must live and complete our mission!"

A trace of determination flashed in Xiaoya's eyes: "I will, for Zhang Ling, for all the comrades who sacrificed their lives, I must live!"

She pulled out a map from her bosom and examined it carefully in the dim light of the fire. The map marked the island army's positions in this area and the location of their secret weapons depot. This was what Zhang Ling had fought desperately to snatch from the island army, and it was also the ultimate goal of their trip.

"Old Zhao, look, this is what Zhang Ling paid for with his life. We must send it to the headquarters!" Xiaoya said, pointing to the map.

Old Zhao's gaze fell on the blood-stained map, his eyes filled with grief and anger.

"Zhang Ling...good brother, don't worry, I will never let your sacrifice be in vain!" he whispered, with a hint of sob in his voice.

Xiaoya took a deep breath and carefully put the map away.

"Old Zhao, wait here for me. I'll go and lure those devils away."

Lao Zhao grabbed her hand and said, "No, it's too dangerous! I'll go with you!"

Xiaoya shook her head: "Your leg is injured, you can't walk anymore. I'll go, so that I can attract their attention and you will have a chance to deliver the map."

She paused, then continued, "Remember, if I can't come back, you must give the map to Captain Li and tell him that I have completed the mission."

After saying this, she resolutely turned around and left the cave, disappearing into the night.

Old Zhao watched her leaving, tears silently flowing down his cheeks. He knew that Xiaoya was in great danger.

He held the map tightly in his hand and prayed silently in his heart: Xiaoya, you must come back alive!

After leaving the cave, Xiaoya did not go directly to find the island army, but made a big circle and came to the back of the island army camp.

She knew that a frontal breakthrough would not work, and the only way was to create chaos and escape.

She observed the surroundings and found that there was a forest behind the island military camp, with some dry firewood and wood piled in the forest.

A bold plan formed in her mind.

She pulled out a lighter from her body and lit a pile of dry wood.

The fire spread rapidly and soon formed a raging fire that illuminated half the sky red.

"Fire! Fire!" Panicked shouts were heard in the island military camp.

Xiaoya took advantage of the chaos and quietly slipped into the woods, running in the opposite direction.

The island troops were distracted by the fire and did not notice any trace of her.

She ran and ran, not knowing how long she had been running until she could no longer hear the shouting of the island soldiers, and then she stopped.

She leaned against a big tree, breathing heavily, the wounds on her body opened again, and blood stained her clothes red.

But she didn't care about that, she knew she had to deliver the map to headquarters as soon as possible.

She took out the map and identified the direction in the moonlight.

Just then, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her...

Yamamoto Ikki's fingers tapped lightly on the map, making a rhythmic "dong dong" sound, like a death drumbeat, beating on the hearts of every Japanese soldier present. He stared at the dark green area on the map that represented the dense forest, his eyes were sinister, as if he wanted to devour this green area.

"Baka!" Yamamoto Ikki suddenly shouted and threw the baton in his hand to the ground. "What a bunch of rubbish! You can't even catch a woman!"

The air in the room froze instantly, and the Japanese soldiers were silent, not daring to breathe. They knew that if the captain got angry, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Captain, calm down," a Japanese officer said cautiously, "that woman is very cunning and very familiar with the terrain. We..."

"Shut up!" Yamamoto Ikki roared, "I don't want to hear any explanation! I just want the result!"

His eyes swept through the crowd and finally landed on one of the Japanese soldiers. "Watanabe, take a team and continue searching the mountain! If you can't find that woman, bring her head to me!"

Watanabe was so frightened that he trembled all over and quickly lowered his head and responded: "Hi!"

Watanabe took the order and left, and Yamamoto Ikki calmed down a little. He walked to the window and looked at the dark forest in the distance, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

"Zhang Ling, ah Zhang Ling," he whispered to himself, "Do you think that if you die, I can't do anything to you? You are wrong! I will find that woman and use her to torture your soul!"

......

At the same time, Lao Zhao and Xiaoya hid in a secluded cave. Xiaoya snuggled in Lao Zhao's arms, sobbing softly.

"Old Zhao, Zhang Ling really..." Xiaoya choked and was unable to speak.

Old Zhao gently patted her shoulder and comforted her, "Don't cry, Xiaoya. Zhang Ling sacrificed himself for us. We can't let his sacrifice be in vain."

"But, I... I'm so scared..." Xiaoya hugged Lao Zhao tightly, her body trembling slightly.

Lao Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Don't be afraid, Xiaoya, I will protect you."

He raised his head and looked at the dark night sky outside the cave, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

"Zhang Ling, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"

......

The next morning, a ray of sunlight shone into the cave through the gaps in the leaves.

After waking up, Lao Zhao and Xiaoya simply ate some dry food and prepared to continue their journey.

They must find the guerrilla base as soon as possible to be safe.

However, not long after they walked out of the cave, they heard footsteps.

"Oh no, the Japanese are coming!" Lao Zhao's face changed, and he quickly pulled Xiaoya to hide behind a big tree.

They saw a group of Japanese soldiers walking towards them, led by Watanabe.

"Captain, look, there seems to be someone there!" said a Japanese soldier, pointing at the big tree where Lao Zhao and Xiaoya were hiding.

Watanabe looked in the direction his finger pointed and indeed saw some clues.

"Baga! Chase them!" Watanabe gave an order and the Japanese soldiers immediately rushed towards the big tree.

Lao Zhao and Xiaoya knew that they were exposed.

"Xiao Ya, run quickly, I will cover you!" Lao Zhao pushed Xiao Ya, then pulled out a dagger and rushed towards the Japanese soldiers.

"Old Zhao!" Xiaoya exclaimed, but she knew that now was not the time to hesitate. She must survive in order to avenge Zhang Ling!

She gritted her teeth, turned and ran deeper into the woods.

Lao Zhao faced more than a dozen Japanese soldiers alone. He knew he had no chance of survival, but he had to buy time for Xiaoya.

He was like a trapped beast, waving the dagger in his hand wildly and fighting a desperate battle with the Japanese soldiers.

Blood splattered and screams continued to ring out.

Lao Zhao was injured in many places, but he didn't care at all. He had only one thought, which was to delay the Japanese and let Xiaoya escape!

In the end, he was outnumbered and hacked to death by the Japanese soldiers.

......

Xiaoya ran desperately, tears blurring her eyes.

She heard Lao Zhao's screams, but she didn't dare to look back. She knew that if she looked back, she would not be able to run anymore.

She must survive, for Lao Zhao, for Zhang Ling, and for all the comrades who died, she must survive!

She ran and ran, not knowing how long she had been running until she could run no longer and stopped.

She collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, her heart filled with despair and sadness...

Suddenly, she heard the sound of horse hooves.

She looked up and saw a group of cavalrymen galloping towards her...

"Hi!" The subordinate took the order and left.

Yamamoto Ikki stared at the red dot marked on the map, where Zhang Ling died. He slowly stretched out his hand and gently stroked the map, as if he was stroking the body of his prey.

"Zhang Ling, ah, Zhang Ling, you were defeated by me in the end." Yamamoto Ikki said in a low voice, with a hint of pride and a barely perceptible admiration in his tone.

He knew that Zhang Ling was a worthy opponent, and he was impressed by his courage, wisdom, and perseverance.

But, the victor takes all, and this is the cruelty of war.

Yamamoto Ikki turned and walked to the table, picked up a glass of sake and drank it all in one gulp.

"For the victory of the empire!" he said loudly, raising his glass high.

......

At the same time, Lao Zhao and Xiaoya hid in a hidden cave. Xiaoya was seriously injured, her face was pale and her breath was weak.

Old Zhao used all the medical knowledge he knew to treat Xiaoya's wound, but he knew that it was just a drop in the bucket.

"Xiaoya, you must hold on!" Old Zhao said anxiously, holding Xiaoya's hand.

Xiaoya opened her eyes weakly, looked at Lao Zhao, and forced a smile: "Lao Zhao, I... I'm so tired..."

"I know, I know. Just hold on a little longer. We will find reinforcements soon." Lao Zhao comforted, but he knew in his heart that it would be difficult to find reinforcements in such a vast mountain.

Xiaoya shook her head: "No... no need... Lao Zhao, I... I know I can't do it anymore..."

"Don't talk nonsense! You will be fine!" Old Zhao said, holding back his tears.

"Old Zhao... promise me... you must... must live... to... to avenge Zhang Ling..." Xiaoya said intermittently, her voice becoming weaker and weaker, and her breathing becoming fainter and fainter.

"Xiaoya! Xiaoya!" Old Zhao shook Xiaoya's body desperately, but Xiaoya no longer responded.

Xiaoya, sacrificed herself.

Old Zhao hugged Xiaoya's cold body and cried bitterly.

He felt as if his heart had been hollowed out, empty and filled with despair and pain.

He didn't know how long he could hold on, he didn't know what else he could do.

He only knew that he had to survive, for Xiaoya, for Zhang Ling, for all his sacrificed comrades, and for this suffering country, he had to survive!

He wiped his tears, stood up, his eyes filled with the flames of hatred.

"Yamamoto Ikki, I will definitely kill you to avenge Xiaoya, Zhang Ling, and all the comrades who died!"

He roared towards the sky, and the sound echoed in the mountains and forests for a long time...

Old Zhao dragged his tired body and walked towards an unknown direction.

He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know what else he could do.

He only knew that he had to live, for revenge, for hope...

The first ray of sunlight at dawn shone into the forest and onto Lao Zhao, as if he was covered with a layer of golden armor.

He looked into the distance, his eyes firm and hopeful.

He knew that his road to revenge had just begun...

Not far from Lao Zhao, a team of island troops were searching and advancing. They were the search team sent by Yamamoto Ikki.

"Captain, look, there seems to be someone there!" said an island soldier, pointing ahead.

"Baga! Chase them!" the captain of the island army shouted loudly.

A new chase is about to begin...

"Hi!" The subordinate took the order and left.