Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

No. 76, a notorious island spy agency, is famous for its cruelty and cunning. Zhang Ling never expected that he would fall into their trap.

"It looks like there will be a fierce battle tonight." Zhang Ling sneered, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He slowly drew out his dagger, ready to face this life-and-death battle.

He found the control center of the laboratory, a huge metal room filled with various instruments and screens. An island officer in a white coat was standing in front of the control console, concentrating on the data on the screen. Zhang Ling approached silently, the dagger in his hand flashed coldly, and the officer fell to the ground, blood staining the white ground red.

Zhang Ling quickly operated the control console and activated the laboratory's self-destruction program. The red alarm light flashed and the piercing alarm sounded throughout the base. He knew that he didn't have much time left.

He turned around and prepared to leave, but found the woman in black standing at the door. There was a sneer on her face and a samurai sword that was shining with cold light in her hand.

"You can't escape." The woman said coldly, "Today, you must die here."

Zhang Ling did not speak, but silently clenched the dagger in his hand. He knew that this was a battle of life and death, and he had to go all out.

The two engaged in a fierce fight in the small control center. The flashes of swords and sabers flew back and forth, and sparks flew everywhere with every collision. Zhang Ling's dagger was as fast as lightning, and the woman's samurai sword was extremely sharp. Both of them showed superb fighting skills.

Zhang Ling had several more wounds on his body, and blood was constantly flowing, but he did not flinch at all. He knew that he could not lose, and he had to complete his mission.

He seized an opportunity and kicked the woman's wrist, causing the samurai sword to fall out of his hand. Then, he pounced on her, pushed her to the ground, and put the dagger in his hand against her neck.

"Tell me, who are you? Why do you want to kill me?" Zhang Ling asked sternly.

The woman did not answer, but just looked at him coldly, her eyes full of hatred.

"Don't want to tell me? Then go to hell!" Zhang Ling exerted a little force with the dagger in his hand, and a blood mark appeared on the woman's neck.

"Wait!" The woman suddenly said, "I am..."

Before she finished her words, the explosion in the laboratory began. The deafening explosion resounded through the sky, and the entire base was shaking violently. Flames and thick smoke spewed out of the windows of the laboratory, dyeing the night sky blood red.

Zhang Ling grabbed the woman, pulled her up, and the two rushed out of the control center together.

The shock wave of the explosion knocked them to the ground and buried them in the rubble.

......

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ling slowly opened his eyes. He found himself lying in the ruins, covered in dust and blood. He struggled to get up and looked around, but there was no trace of the woman in black.

"Cough, cough..." He coughed violently a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked around and found that the entire base had become a ruin, with broken walls and burning flames everywhere. He knew that his mission was accomplished.

He dragged his tired body and left this place full of death and destruction step by step.

The first ray of sunlight at dawn shone on his face. He raised his head and looked towards the east, his eyes full of hope. He knew that a new battle had just begun.

After the shock wave of the explosion, the world fell into a dead silence. Zhang Ling's eardrums were buzzing, and his vision was blurry. Only the strong smell of gunpowder and blood filled his nose. He struggled to crawl out of the rubble, and his body was scratched by the rubble in many places, which was burning. He looked around, and the base had been razed to the ground, and the flames were soaring into the sky, like hell on earth.

Where's that woman in black?

Zhang Ling endured the severe pain in his body and stumbled in the ruins. He had to find her, figure out who she was and why she wanted to kill him. He vaguely felt that this woman was hiding a huge secret, a secret that might be related to his life experience, or even to this war.

"Cough cough..."

A faint cough came from not far away. Zhang Ling's heart trembled, and he looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a figure half-hidden under the collapsed wall. He ran over quickly and moved the rubble that was pressing on her. It was the woman in black.

At this moment, she no longer had the coldness and murderous aura she had before. Her face was as pale as paper, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth, and she was dying. The samurai sword broke into two pieces and scattered beside her.

"You... ahem... why... did you want to save me?" The woman spoke with difficulty, her voice as weak as a mosquito.

Zhang Ling looked at her with a complicated expression. He should have killed her to prevent future troubles, but he saved her for some unknown reason. Perhaps it was because the hatred in her eyes made him curious, or perhaps it was because of a trace of pity deep in his heart.

"I don't know either." Zhang Ling replied calmly, "Maybe, I want to get some answers from you."

"The answer... ahem..." The woman laughed bitterly, "You... don't want to know..."

"Really?" Zhang Ling squatted down and stared at her, "You'd better tell me now, otherwise, I won't save you a second time."

The woman was silent for a moment, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, and finally, she slowly said: "I... my name is... Qianye Xue..."

"Qianye Xue?" Zhang Ling repeated the name silently, feeling as if he had heard it somewhere before.

"I am... cough cough... I am..." Qianye Xue's voice became weaker and weaker, as if she would die at any time.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ling asked.

Qianye Xue took a deep breath and said with her last bit of strength: "I am...your..."

"My what?"

Qianye Xue's eyes slowly closed, a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and in the end, she couldn't say that word.

"Hey! Qianye Xue! Wake up!" Zhang Ling shook her body hard, but there was no response.

He let go of his hand dejectedly, looking at Qianye Xue's lifeless face, his heart filled with confusion and uneasiness.

"My...what?" he muttered to himself, and suddenly an image flashed in his mind, a blurry image.

A woman in a kimono, holding a baby, stood in front of a burning house, her eyes full of despair and hatred.

That baby, is that him?

Who is that woman?

Zhang Ling's heart was filled with turbulent waves. He felt as if he had touched upon a huge secret, a secret that could change his destiny.

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the early morning.

Zhang Ling raised his head alertly, and saw a group of island army soldiers running towards him, guns in their hands, murderous intent in their eyes.

It seems that the island army has discovered the explosion in the laboratory and sent people to search.

Zhang Ling knew that he had to leave here immediately.

He took a look at Qianye Xue's body, feeling mixed emotions. He wanted to get the answer from her, but he didn't expect that she would eventually leave this world with a secret.

He took a deep breath and stuck the broken blade of Qianye Xue's samurai sword into the ground as a tribute to her. Then, he turned and ran towards the dense forest in the distance, his figure gradually disappearing in the morning light.

He knew that his road to revenge was far from over...

In the distant sky, an island military reconnaissance plane was circling, making a harsh roar, as if foreshadowing the coming of a new storm...

After the shock wave of the explosion, Zhang Ling's ears were buzzing, as if he was in a huge beehive. He struggled to crawl out of the rubble, his face covered in dust and his bones all felt broken. The thick smoke made him cough continuously, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of burning and blood, which made him feel sick.

He looked around. The base had become a ruin. The once solemn buildings were now only broken walls and ruins. The burning flames devoured everything like a greedy beast. In the darkness before dawn, this scene was like the entrance to hell, terrifying.

Where is the woman in black? Zhang Ling's heart tightened, and he endured the severe pain in his body and began to search in the ruins. He vaguely remembered that at the moment of the explosion, he grabbed her hand, but the huge impact separated them.

"Hey! Where are you?" Zhang Ling shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice as hoarse as a broken bellows. The only response he got was the whistling wind and the crackling sound of burning.

He dragged his heavy steps and moved with difficulty in the ruins. Every piece of rubble was like a sharp blade, cutting his wounds and making him feel so painful. But he didn't dare to stop. He had to find the woman, even if she was dead, he had to find her body.

Suddenly, he saw a piece of black cloth sticking out of the rubble not far away. His heart skipped a beat, and he walked over quickly, pushed aside the rubble, and it was indeed the woman in black.

She lay on the ground, motionless, her black clothes were torn, revealing her snow-white skin, which was covered with blood and dust.

"Hey! Are you still alive?" Zhang Ling knelt beside her and patted her cheek gently.

The woman did not respond, her face was frighteningly pale, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Zhang Ling checked her breath and found it was still weak. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly dragged her out of the ruins.

The woman's body was covered with wounds and blood soaked through her clothes, which was shocking. Zhang Ling tore off a corner of his clothes and simply bandaged her most serious wound.

He carried the woman on his back and staggered out of the base. He knew that he had to find a safe place as soon as possible to heal her.

The sky in the east gradually turned pale, and the dawn light illuminated the devastated land. Zhang Ling's figure seemed particularly lonely and insignificant in the ruins.

He didn't know where he was going, nor what would happen in the future, but he knew that he had to live, for himself and for the woman in black whose life or death was uncertain.

Walking to the edge of the woods outside the base, he found a hidden cave. He gently placed the woman in the cave, then walked out, picked up some dry firewood, and started a fire.

The firelight illuminated Zhang Ling's tired face. He looked at the unconscious woman with mixed feelings. Who was this woman? Why did she want to assassinate him? What kind of grudges existed between her and him?

He removed the mask from the woman's face, revealing a delicate and pale face. He actually felt that this face was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

At this moment, the woman suddenly opened her eyes, and her cold eyes stared straight at Zhang Ling.

"Who...are you?" the woman asked weakly, her voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

Zhang Ling looked at her, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"Are you... Zhang Ling?" the woman asked again, with a hint of confusion and shock in her tone.

Zhang Ling was stunned. She actually knew his name?

"Do you know me?" Zhang Ling asked back.

The woman did not answer, but just stared at him closely, her eyes complicated and unfathomable.

Suddenly, she sat up abruptly, grabbed Zhang Ling by the collar, and said through gritted teeth: "Zhang Ling! You bastard! I finally found you!"

Her tone was full of hatred, as if she wanted to eat Zhang Ling alive.

Zhang Ling was startled by her sudden action. He looked at the woman's hateful eyes, his heart filled with confusion and uneasiness.

"Who...are you?" he asked again, with a hint of trembling in his tone.