Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

The situation was urgent, and Political Commissar Zhao Gang rode his horse at full speed. When he returned to the regiment headquarters, the horse's limbs went limp and collapsed to the ground before Zhao Gang could dismount.

Zhao Gang was caught off guard by this sudden fall, and he ended up falling off his horse.

This scene scared the guards of the regiment headquarters so much that they all thought that Political Commissar Zhao Gang fell off his horse because he was injured.

"Hurry! The political commissar is injured!"

"Stretcher! Bring the stretcher here, quickly!"

"Go get Doctor Ma!"

These loud shouts not only alarmed everyone in the regiment headquarters, but also caused some people to run to report to the regiment commander Li Yunlong.

As early as the battle of Lijiaopo, after the independent regiment had fought a battle to redeem itself from its crimes, Li Yunlong changed his opinion of political commissar Zhao Gang.

The superb marksmanship, coupled with repeated battles, made the friendship between the two people soar.

In Li Yunlong's words, Zhao Gang is a good brother with whom he can piss in the same pot.

Upon hearing that Zhao Gang was injured, so badly that he fell off his horse, he immediately flew into a rage: "Damn it! If anything happens to the political commissar, I'll kill all of you guards!"

After saying this harsh words, Li Yunlong immediately rushed towards Zhao Gang's position.

And all this was just a misunderstanding, caused by the horse being too tired.

Zhao Gang fell to the ground, only scraping his hands a little and getting covered in dust, but otherwise he was fine.

After he stood up, he said to the soldiers who had gathered around him, "I'm fine. Bring me some water for the horses."

After getting up, Zhao Gang glanced at the horse still lying on the ground, and felt an inexplicable sense of guilt in his heart.

It was also thanks to the fact that the distance between the two places was not too far. If it was even a mile away, the horses would not be able to reach the regimental headquarters.

Despite his worries, Zhao Gang instructed the soldiers to take good care of the horses, then turned around and quickly walked towards the regiment's command center.

In the independent regiment, Ma'er was also everyone's comrade-in-arms. The soldiers took good care of him, which helped him recover.

When Li Yunlong arrived, everyone had dispersed and the horses had been taken back to the stables to rest.

"Old Zhao!"

"Old Zhao!"

"Where are the other commissars?"

Li Yunlong called a guard over and asked, "Where is the political commissar? How is he doing?"

The guard saluted and replied, "Commander, the political commissar was not injured. It was just that the horse was exhausted and the political commissar fell off, and everyone mistakenly thought that the political commissar was injured."

Hearing that his old friend had just fallen off the horse and was not injured, Li Yunlong's heart finally settled down.

"What about the rest?"

"The political commissar has gone to the command room."

"Okay, I understand, go and do your work!"

"Yes!"

After saying that, Li Yunlong also followed him to the command center.

At the headquarters, Zhao Gang immediately found the signalman and ordered, "Contact the independent battalion commander, Lin, and tell him I have something important to discuss."

"Yes!"

Seeing the political commissar's nervous expression, the signalman did not dare to delay and shook the phone quickly.

"Political Commissar, the call is connected."

The political commissar picked up the phone: "Lin Qiang, it's me, Political Commissar Zhao."

Independent camp.

In Lin Qiang's room, after hearing the voice of Political Commissar Zhao, he realized that the other party was looking for him urgently: "Political Commissar, what happened?"

Zhao Gang's voice was urgent, and it was not difficult to tell that the situation was very urgent.

Zhao Gang didn't waste any time talking and said directly, "That's right. A comrade from the independent regiment was captured by the Japanese and taken back to Laiyuan County while he was on his way to hand over intelligence."

You don't want me to find a way to rescue her, do you?

If this had happened in the past, there might have been a glimmer of hope, but now there are tens of thousands of Japanese defenders in the county. Even if Sun Wukong came, he would be hit by several volleys of bullets before he could even fly out with his somersault cloud.

Lin Qiang was about to express his opinion when he heard Political Commissar Zhao Gang add, "I know the situation in the county. I didn't come to you to help rescue them, but to ask you to find out what the situation is."

"This is very important to the Independence Regiment, so I called you specifically to trouble you."

Seeing that the political commissar had already come straight to the point, Lin Qiang simply didn't beat around the bush. "To be honest, I was really worried at first that you would ask me to find a way to rescue this arrested comrade, but if I just want to find out the situation, that shouldn't be a problem."

Lin Qiang did not give a definite answer to this matter. After all, the Japanese had suffered two heavy losses at his hands and were now full of anger.

After finally capturing an Eighth Route Army soldier, we must squeeze out all the intelligence from him.

Under such circumstances, Lin Qiang did not dare to guarantee whether Zhang Zizai could obtain the information, so he did not give a definite answer.

Moreover, this soldier must be very clear about the situation of the independent regiment, otherwise, Political Commissar Zhao Gang would not have called in person.

At least he is very familiar with the security work of the independent regiment headquarters. From what Zhao Gang said, he probably wants to take advantage of the situation.

Who could be this person who is familiar with the independent regiment's security work and can go to the county town to hand over intelligence work?

Lin Qiang already had the answer in his mind.

Zhu Ziming.

In the original novel, Zhu Ziming was captured by Yamamoto Ikki and taken to Ping'an County. The deviation here was caused by the appearance of Lin Qiang.

Just like the appearance of Duan Peng, Heshang and others, and the upcoming Hundred Regiments Campaign, it was affected by the appearance of Lin Qiang.

Zhu Ziming was actually an excellent soldier, but in the face of the Japanese's torture, he ultimately failed to hold on.

In fact, many people believe that Zhu Ziming had the opportunity to confess and let the Independent Regiment take advantage of the situation to atone for his sins.

actually not.

Yamamoto Ikki forced Zhu Ziming to sign a letter of surrender, which was an irreparable mistake for Zhu Ziming.

If you are not clear about the surrender document, you can search it on Baidu.

The letter of surrender was the main reason why Zhu Ziming went down this path to the end. Fortunately, he got the retribution he deserved in the end.

But this is just Lin Qiang’s own guess. He has to ask to find out whether it is Zhu Ziming.

So Lin Qiang took the initiative to ask: "Political Commissar, what are the names of these arrested comrades?"

"Huang Youliang."

Not Zhu Ziming?

After getting this answer, Lin Qiang felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart, as if he was very disappointed that it was not Zhu Ziming.

"By the way, is there someone named Zhu Ziming in the group?"

"Zhu Ziming?"

Zhao Gang thought about it carefully and said, "There really is such a person."

"What job does he hold at the regimental headquarters?"

“Logistics.”

Zhao Gang asked, "Why are you asking this?"

"fine."

Lin Qiang hesitated for a moment, but in the end did not say that sentence.

After all, Zhu Ziming is not a traitor or a spy, and that old guy Yamamoto Ikki is now locked up in a cell in the base.

He is already dying and can't cause any trouble.

Lin Qiang had his own plans regarding Yamamoto Ikki, and he did not report the matter directly.

Once the higher-ups find out, they will definitely do something big.

It’s not that Lin Qiang didn’t trust his superiors, but he didn’t want to let any more Japanese soldiers escape from his hands.

Becoming the nourishment of the earth is the most appropriate destiny for the Japanese devils.

After learning the detailed information from Political Commissar Zhao Gang, Lin Qiang agreed and hung up the phone.

It’s not Zhu Ziming. It seems I misunderstood.

Lin Qiang smiled, stood up and went into the command room, and gave a few instructions to the soldier in charge of intelligence.

Then he planned to meet an old friend. While walking on the road, Lin Qiang couldn't help but wonder whether that bastard would be able to adapt to prison life.