Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Chapter 357 I'll go in and take a look

"Obey orders!" Zhang Ling said sternly.

Wang Xikui had no choice but to shut his mouth.

Zhang Ling observed the surrounding terrain and found a forest not far outside the city that could be used as cover.

"You guys wait here, I'll go in and take a look and come back." Zhang Ling said as he sorted out his weapons and equipment, then crouched down and moved towards the woods.

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Zhang Ling was lurking in the woods, observing the movements at the city gate.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure riding a horse, accompanied by several Japanese soldiers, swaggering into the city gate.

"Yamamoto Ikki!" Zhang Ling spat out the name with gritted teeth, his eyes filled with flames of hatred.

"Yamamoto Kazuki!"

Zhang Ling clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white and veins popped out. This name, like a brand, was deeply engraved in his mind and could not be erased. When Yamamoto's special forces attacked Yang Village that day, not only did Political Commissar Zhao Gang die, but he also lost his only relative at that time - Xiuqin. A blood feud that could not be reconciled!

"Platoon leader, what should we do?" Wang Xikui asked in a low voice, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

"Why are you panicking? Stay calm!" Zhang Ling shouted in a low voice, but his sharp eyes never left Yamamoto Ikki's figure. "Our mission this time is to find out the details of the Japanese, not to fight them head-on. Let's wait and see."

Yamamoto Ikki led a few Japanese soldiers into the city and walked straight to a two-story building in the center of the city. Zhang Ling recognized the building, which was the military police headquarters of Ping'an County.

"It seems like the devils are up to something here." Zhang Ling thought to himself, "This old devil Yamamoto Ikki is very cunning. We have to be careful and not fall into his trap."

Zhang Ling waited patiently until it got dark, when Yamamoto Ikki came out of the gendarmerie headquarters with a few devils.

"Follow them and see where they go." Zhang Ling waved his hand and quietly followed with the soldiers of the reconnaissance platoon.

Yamamoto Ikki and his group stopped in front of a private house in the west of the city. Zhang Ling observed the surrounding environment and found that the private house was very secluded, with no other houses around and only a small path leading out of the city.

"Could this be the enemy's secret base?" Zhang Ling had an idea and decided to take the risk and find out.

As the night deepened, a crescent moon hung in the sky, casting a faint silver light. Zhang Ling, like a civet cat, quietly climbed over the wall of a residential building.

The yard was quiet, with only a few houses still lit. Zhang Ling tiptoed to a house with lights on, and through the crack in the window, he saw Yamamoto Ikki sitting at the table, looking down at a map.

"Sure enough, there is something fishy going on!" Zhang Ling thought to himself, "It seems like the Japs' conspiracy is on this map."

He was about to take a closer look at the contents on the map when he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Oh no! I've been discovered! Zhang Ling was shocked and hid in the shadow beside him without thinking too much.

"Who?" A vigilant voice sounded, and then a dark shadow appeared at the door.

With the faint moonlight, Zhang Ling saw the appearance of the person who came, and his heart was shocked.

The person who came was none other than Sakata Nobuyuki, who had fought with him in Lijiaopo that day!

Sakata Nobuyuki, Yamamoto Ikki's favorite disciple, is a master of kendo, a superb marksman, and a ruthless person. He is a fierce general in Yamamoto's special forces.

Zhang Ling never expected to meet Sakata Nobuyuki here!

"Report to the captain, nothing unusual was found." Sakata Nobuyuki reported to the figure in the room.

"Yes." Yamamoto Ikki's voice came from the house, "Keep on being alert, there must not be any mistakes!"

"Yes!" Sakata Nobuyuki responded and turned to leave.

"Now!" Zhang Ling thought to himself, and taking advantage of the moment when Sakata Nobuyuki turned around, he suddenly jumped out from the shadows, and the dagger in his hand stabbed out like lightning, straight to Sakata Nobuyuki's back.

"Yamamoto Ikki!" Zhang Ling clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. He wanted to rush into the city immediately and cut the murderer who killed Zhao Gang into pieces.

Yamamoto Ikki was the commander of the Japanese special forces. He was a sinister and cunning man with superb marksmanship, known as the "Ghost King". Political Commissar Zhao Gang was brutally killed by him with a sniper rifle.

"Calm down! Now is not the time yet." Wang Xikui lowered his voice and said, "Platoon leader, our mission is to scout the enemy situation. You can't be impulsive!"

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart. He knew that now was not the time for revenge.

"You're right. Let's find out the details of the Japs first." Zhang Ling calmed down and said to Wang Xikui, "Go and inform Captain Li immediately. Tell him that the Japs commander Yamamoto Ikki appeared in Ping'an County. Tell him to be prepared. I'm going to kill this bastard myself!"

“Yes!” Wang Xikui took the order and left.

Zhang Ling watched Wang Xikui leave, then turned around and sneaked back into the woods. He decided to stay outside the city, waiting for the opportunity and making his move.

As night fell, Zhang Ling hid in a hidden bush, observing the movements at the city gate.

"Tick tock, tick tock..."

Time passed minute by minute, but Ping'an County was unusually quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Ling was a little anxious. He didn't know what the situation was like on Li Yunlong's side, nor did he know what the Japanese were up to.

At this moment, the city gate suddenly opened, and a group of Japanese soldiers escorted a group of civilians out of the city gate.

Zhang Ling's heart moved. Could it be that the Japanese wanted to use these civilians as a cover to secretly transport something?

On the other side of the cold road.

Zhang Ling quietly followed the team and walked towards the outside of the city.

The team moved very slowly, and the people were all pale and thin, with tattered clothes, and it was obvious that they had suffered a lot.

Zhang Ling felt sorry for it, but he had no choice. He knew that now was not the time to reveal his identity.

The team walked for about an hour and arrived at a valley.

"Everyone, stop!" a Japanese officer shouted loudly.

The people stopped in fear.

Zhang Ling hid behind a huge rock and observed secretly.

I saw the Japanese officer walk to the front of the team, speak something in Japanese, and then point at the valley, not knowing what he was saying.

The people looked at each other, wondering what this Japanese officer was up to.

"Damn it, what is this damn Japanese saying?" Zhang Ling cursed in his heart. He didn't understand Japanese and couldn't understand what the Japanese officer was saying at all.

At this time, a Japanese soldier walked to the front of the team and began to translate the Japanese officer's words into Chinese.

"The commander-in-chief said that you can go into the valley to mine!" the Japanese soldier said loudly.

The people were immediately in an uproar.

"Mining? What kind of mining is there in this desolate mountain?"

"That's right, this is clearly an attempt to tire us to death!"

"Taijun, we won't go. Please let us go!"

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The people began to beg.

The Japanese officer's face darkened, he pulled out his pistol and fired a shot into the air.

"boom!"

The sound of gunfire echoed in the valley, and the people suddenly fell silent, trembling with fear.

"Baga! Shut up!" the Japanese officer roared, "Anyone who dares to talk nonsense will be shot on the spot!"

The people were angry but dared not say anything, so they could only walk towards the valley obediently.

Zhang Ling hid behind a huge rock, watching all of this, his heart burning with anger.

"These damn devils actually use the common people as coolies. They are worse than pigs and dogs!"

Zhang Ling clenched his fists, wishing he could rush out and kill all those devils.

But he finally held back, he knew that now was not the time to act impulsively.

He had to figure out why the devils wanted to let these people go into the valley to mine. Was there really any mineral deposit in the valley?

Zhang Ling decided to continue tracking and find out the truth.

He quietly followed the people into the valley.

The valley was full of rugged rocks and dense woods. The light was so dim that you could hardly see your hand in front of you.

Escorted by the Japanese soldiers, the people walked deep into the valley, one step deep and one step shallow.

Zhang Ling followed closely behind, not daring to make any sound.

As he walked, Zhang Ling suddenly smelled a pungent smell of sulfur.

"Sulfur smell?" Zhang Ling's mind moved, "Could it be..."

A terrible possibility suddenly occurred to him.

"Oh no! The devil wants to..."

Kazuki Yamamoto!

This name was like a flash of lightning, splitting the oppressive haze in Zhang Ling's mind. The flames of hatred instantly burned in his eyes. National hatred, family hatred, and blood feuds surged into his heart at this moment.

"Damn Yamamoto, I finally found you!" Zhang Ling growled with gritted teeth, his fists clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound.

He wanted to rush into the city right now and tear Yamamoto Ikki into pieces. However, he knew that it was not the right time yet. Yamamoto Ikki was heavily guarded, and forcing him in was like hitting a rock with an egg.

"Calm down, calm down! A gentleman's revenge is never too late!" Zhang Ling took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in his heart. He told himself that the most important thing now was to find out Yamamoto Ikki's intentions, and then convey this news to Li Yunlong to avenge Zhao Gang!

Zhang Ling patiently observed the movements at the city gate, trying to find an opportunity to sneak into the city.

However, Ping'an County was heavily guarded, and the city gates were heavily guarded. Not only a person, but even a fly could not get in.

Zhang Ling couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up and he saw a group of puppet troops appearing at the city gate.

This puppet army consisted of about fifty people, raggedly dressed, poorly equipped, listless and dejected, and at first glance they looked like a mob.

"Damn it! God is really helping me!" Zhang Ling was secretly happy and came up with a plan.

He quickly took off his Japanese military uniform, put on a set of puppet army uniform that had been prepared long ago, and then walked towards the city gate in a swagger.

"Stop! Who is it?"

Before Zhang Ling reached the city gate, he was stopped by two Japanese soldiers.