Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Chapter 366 My Current State

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ling stood up and ran away. He knew that in his current state, he was no match for Yamamoto Ikki, so running away was the best strategy!

"Want to run? Not that easy!" Yamamoto Ikki roared and chased after him relentlessly.

Zhang Ling ran as fast as he could. The gunshots and roars behind him were getting closer and closer. He knew that he was in a desperate situation.

"Boom!" At this moment, a deafening explosion sounded, and Yamamoto Ikki was knocked to the ground by the blast.

Zhang Ling looked back and saw that the independent regiment's artillery position had opened fire. Shells whizzed down towards the Japanese positions. Explosions rang out one after another, flames shot up into the sky, and the entire forest was shrouded in a sea of ​​fire.

"Hahaha, little Japs, try my Italian cannon!" Zhang Ling couldn't help but burst into laughter. He knew that he was saved.

The independent regiment's artillery fire was so fierce that the Japanese soldiers were defeated. Yamamoto Ikki was also injured and fled in a panic.

After the battle, Zhang Ling took the few remaining soldiers and found Zhuzi's body. Looking at the shocking wound on Zhuzi's chest, Zhang Ling's eyes became moist.

“Zhu Zi, brother, I will definitely avenge you!” Zhang Ling said through gritted teeth, his voice filled with the flame of hatred.

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A few days later, Zhang Ling returned to the independent regiment’s base with his remaining troops and reported the battle to the regiment commander Li Yunlong.

"What? Yamamoto Ikki? Are you sure you're not seeing things?" Li Yunlong's eyes widened when he heard the name.

"Captain, I saw it with my own eyes, I can't be wrong!" Zhang Ling said with certainty, "This Yamamoto Ikki is very cunning and has great martial arts skills. Zhuzi was killed by him!"

"Damn it, this Yamamoto Ikki, I'm going to kill him sooner or later!" Li Yunlong slammed the table and roared.

"Report to the regiment commander, the brigade commander called!" The communicator suddenly ran in and reported.

"Brigade Commander? Why did he think of calling me?" Li Yunlong muttered and took the phone. "Hello, this is Li Yunlong, Brigade Commander, do you have any instructions?"

"Li Yunlong, have you caused trouble again? I tell you, you are in big trouble this time!" The voice of the brigade commander came from the other end of the phone, his tone full of anger.

"Brigade Commander, I..." Li Yunlong was about to explain but was interrupted by the brigade commander.

"I don't care what your excuses are, you need to get to the brigade headquarters right now! And bring Zhang Ling along with you!"

Yamamoto Ikki grinned, wielded his samurai sword, and slashed at Zhang Ling fiercely. Zhang Ling didn't have time to think, and raised the Type 38 rifle in his hand to block the knife.

"clang!"

There was a loud bang, and Zhang Ling's palms were numb from the shock, and the Type 38 rifle in his hand almost slipped out of his hand. Yamamoto Ikki's strength was much greater than he had imagined!

"Yo, you Chinese pig, your shooting skills are good, but your strength is too small!" Yamamoto Ikki spoke in poor Chinese, his eyes full of contempt.

Zhang Ling ignored Yamamoto Ikki's ridicule. He knew very well that the Japanese officer in front of him was the most powerful opponent he had encountered since he traveled to this world!

"Come on, little Japs, let me see what you can do!" Zhang Ling roared, waving his Type 38 rifle and attacking Yamamoto Ikki.

Yamamoto Ikki sneered, brandished his samurai sword, and rushed forward.

The two fought back and forth, with swords flashing and sparks flying. Although Zhang Ling was a master of spears, close combat was not his strong point. In addition, Yamamoto Ikki was much stronger than him, so he soon fell behind.

"Go to hell, you Chinese pig!" Yamamoto Ikki seized an opportunity when Zhang Ling was vulnerable and stabbed him in the chest.

At the critical moment, Zhang Ling leaned back suddenly and avoided the fatal blow. The samurai sword passed by his nose, and the cold blade made him feel a piercing chill.

"Damn, that was a close call!" Zhang Ling cursed inwardly and rolled over, putting some distance between himself and Yamamoto Ikki.

Yamamoto Ikki missed his first attack, but he was not discouraged. He sneered and rushed forward again with his sword.

"Company commander, I'm here to help you!" At this moment, a roar was heard, and Wang Xikui came from the side with a Czech light machine gun.

"Da da da......"

The Czech light machine gun spewed out flames, and bullets poured towards Yamamoto Ikki like raindrops.

Yamamoto Ikki didn't dare to take it head-on and had to retreat.

"Platoon Leader Wang, well done!" Zhang Ling was overjoyed and took the opportunity to get up from the ground.

"Captain, are you okay?" Wang Xikui asked with concern.

"I'm fine, I won't die!" Zhang Ling waved his hand, "I'll leave this devil to you, I'll go help Zhuzi!"

"Okay, Captain, you can go ahead and don't worry!" Wang Xikui agreed and chased after Yamamoto Ikki with a Czech light machine gun.

Zhang Ling turned and ran towards the direction of the pillar. He knew that the situation on the other side of the pillar was not optimistic either.

Sure enough, when Zhang Ling arrived, Zhuzi had been besieged by several Japanese devils and was in danger.

"Zhu Zi, I'm here to save you!" Zhang Ling roared, raised his Type 38 rifle, and shot at a Japanese soldier.

"boom!"

The bullet hit the Japanese soldier's forehead accurately, and the Japanese soldier fell to the ground.

"Company Commander!" Zhuzi was immediately cheered up when he saw Zhang Ling.

"Zhu Zi, how are you?" Zhang Ling asked with concern.

"I'm fine, Captain!" Zhuzi shook his head, "It's just that these devils are too cunning, I almost died here!"

"It's good that you're okay!" Zhang Ling patted Zhuzi's shoulder, "Let's fight our way out together!"

"Okay!" Zhuzi agreed, waving his sword and fighting side by side with Zhang Ling.

The two men were so excited about killing that they completely forgot about time and life and death.

At this moment, a deafening explosion was heard and the entire forest trembled.

"What's going on?" Zhang Ling and Zhuzi looked at each other, confused.

"Report to the company commander, it's the artillery of the independent regiment! Commander Li Yunlong has sent people to support us!" A soldier ran over excitedly and reported.

"What? Li Yunlong?" Zhang Ling was overjoyed when he heard this. "This old Li came at the right time!"

"Hahaha, you little Japs, your time of death has come!" Zhang Ling laughed loudly towards the sky, and the Type 38 rifle in his hand once again spewed out flames of revenge.

......

The battle lasted until late at night. With the support of the independent regiment's artillery, Zhang Ling and others finally wiped out the Japanese invaders.

Looking at the corpses of Japanese soldiers all over the ground, Zhang Ling breathed a long sigh of relief. This battle was not easy to win.

"Captain, are you okay?" Wang Xikui and Zhuzi walked up to Zhang Ling and asked with concern.

"I'm fine!" Zhang Ling shook his head, "Just a little tired."

"Company commander, you haven't slept for two days and two nights. You should take a rest first!" Wang Xikui advised.

"Yes, Captain, just leave it to us!" Zhuzi also said.

Zhang Ling thought about it and nodded, "Okay then, I'll take a break first, I'll leave this to you guys!"

"Yes!" Wang Xikui and Zhuzi agreed and turned to clean up the battlefield.

Zhang Ling found a clean place to sit down, leaned against a big tree and closed his eyes.

However, just as he was about to fall asleep, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, are you still alive?"

Zhang Ling suddenly opened his eyes and saw a burly man with a full beard standing in front of him, looking at him anxiously.

"Old Li? Why are you here?" Zhang Ling was stunned when he looked at the man in front of him.

“Damn, Lao Zhang, it’s really you! I thought you had already…” The man in front of him was none other than the leader of the independent regiment—Li Yunlong!

Yamamoto Ikki! Zhang Ling's mind buzzed. He was too familiar with this name. In his original world, he was a military fan, especially obsessed with the history of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. The name Yamamoto Ikki was almost synonymous with the words "cold", "cunning" and "cruel".

Yamamoto Ikki seemed very satisfied with Zhang Ling's reaction. A cruel smile appeared on his face, and he said in stiff Chinese: "You, are Zhang Ling? I heard that you are very powerful? Today, I want to see how capable you are!"

Before he finished speaking, Yamamoto Ikki rushed towards Zhang Ling with his samurai sword in his hand. Zhang Ling did not dare to delay and quickly raised his gun to block.

With a clang, the samurai sword and the Type 38 rifle collided, sparks flew everywhere. Zhang Ling felt a huge force coming, his palm went numb, and he almost couldn't hold the gun in his hand.

What a great strength! Zhang Ling was secretly shocked and did not dare to fight with Yamamoto Ikki. He quickly retreated and pulled the bolt at the same time, trying to find an opportunity to shoot.

Yamamoto Ikki pressed on step by step, the samurai sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, constantly attacking Zhang Ling's vital points. Zhang Ling dodged left and right, and was in danger.

"Captain, let me help you!" Seeing this, Zhuzi rushed forward with a big knife in hand and chopped at Yamamoto Ikki.

Yamamoto Ikki snorted coldly, dodged Zhuzi's knife by leaning sideways, and slashed at Zhuzi with his backhand. Zhuzi raised his knife to block, and with a "click", the knife in Zhuzi's hand was cut off by Yamamoto Ikki's knife.

Zhuzi was shocked and before he could react, Yamamoto Ikki's samurai sword was already in front of him.

"Pillar!" Zhang Ling's eyes were bloodshot, and he pounced on it without thinking and pushed the pillar away.

"Puchi!" With a light sound, Yamamoto Ikki's samurai sword pierced into Zhang Ling's left shoulder, and the blood instantly dyed Zhang Ling's clothes red.

"Company Commander!" Zhuzi exclaimed and hurriedly supported Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling endured the severe pain, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and fired several shots at Yamamoto Ikki.

"Bang bang bang!"

Bullets whizzed out, Yamamoto Ikki was unable to dodge, and was shot in the chest and leg. He screamed and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, I'm going to fight you!" Zhuzi's eyes were red. He picked up the broken knife on the ground and rushed towards Yamamoto Ikki.

"Zhu Zi, stop!" Zhang Ling hurriedly stopped Zhu Zi, "Don't chase after a desperate enemy!"