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Chapter 44 Kashgar Village (Seeking monthly votes and continued reading)

The vortex of the "Golden Eyes War" is of medium size. Compared to "Bel Friend," it seems small, but it is about the same size as the "Shibuya Incident."

[The Fierce Tiger of the Auditorium] hadn't been online, so Chen Lai didn't call him. He just pulled Zhang Long along, chatted briefly on Penguin Island, and then jumped into the whirlpool.

[Classified - Golden Eyes War (Access Preparation 30000 Yuan)]

[Pre-battle preparation time. This game lasts for one month. You must evacuate from the designated location within the time limit. The timer starts from when you enter the instance.]

Your game items: None

Bank balance: 19500 yuan

Upon seeing his balance, Chen Lai's face fell; he had forgotten he was broke...

Just as he was worrying about who to borrow money from to buy equipment, an octopus-shaped wallet fell from the sky, and a huge amount of Q coins flowed into his bank balance—the Fierce Tiger had come online and transferred the money from the previous live stream to him.

In the last live stream, he earned the most money when facing Amon. Jue Xiong Hu transferred 50,000 yuan to him, bringing his savings to the 70,000 yuan mark.

"This wave is crucial, bro."

Chen Lai threw the octopus wallet aside, and it immediately came to life, swimming out of the whirlpool to report back to the ferocious tiger.

The money from the ferocious tiger arrived just in time, but it still wasn't enough to get a [Hybrid] identity card, unless...

Unless he chooses the spawn point of the [War Front], in which case the identity card can be discounted. This is a special mechanism of the dungeon name containing the word "war". After all, if you spawn on the front line during a war, you will die quickly, and no matter how good your equipment is, it will be useless.

With a total of 70,000, Chen Lai plans to refresh the front lines of the war, which will discount the [Hybrid] identity card, allowing him to acquire it for 60,000.

"We must get the identity card for the hybrid race. It doesn't matter whether we're on the front lines or not, since this war will eventually affect everyone anyway."

"Besides the mixed-race identity card, get another gun and ammunition, and finally a hunting knife."

Chen Lai was choosing from a wide variety of dungeon items; the sheer number of firearms was almost overwhelming.

There are many types of rifles, such as the PPD-34 submachine gun, the Tokarev rifle, and the Mosin-Nagant rifle, and the models are also very diverse.

In the end, Chen Lai chose the Tokarev rifle.

This wasn't a random choice. This gun is collectively known as the "Stein-Nagant Rifle" by players in the instance. It's named after the great leader Rosa. Compared to the old and crude Mosin-Nagant, the Tokarev is a newly produced semi-automatic rifle, and currently only the Guards can get their hands on it!

The price was a bit high, but it was definitely worth it. Chen Lai immediately switched to it and also prepared two hundred rounds of ammunition as a backup, along with a hunting knife as a melee weapon.

With the last 2,500 yuan, Chen Lai exchanged it for five RGD-33 grenades, squandering all the money he had on him.

[Combat readiness has been met, shall we deploy?]

"Of course!" Chen Lai perked up. This trip was all about getting Feifei out of the country, and he had invested all his savings!
The next second, Chen Lai, his consciousness blurred and he felt dizzy, lay on the hospital bed.

It was a very narrow bed. A red-starred steel helmet sat crampedly on the table beside it, and a belt slung haphazardly over a chair. A foul herbal smell wafted in from outside, along with deliberately hushed voices. "Ulia, is he awake?"

"Not yet, Comrade Korchagin. He's badly wounded. The bullet went right through his chest... The bullets from the Prossen rifle are heavy and long. It's a miracle he survived after being shot like that."

"Is it safe for him to leave given his condition?"

“Absolutely not. It’s such a long way from our village to Donetsk, and it’s snowing right now. He also has a fever. He definitely can’t handle it.”

"Alright then, here's the situation: the organization department is preparing to evacuate. Anyone in the village who is able to move and under fifty years old must go with them. The wounded and sick can stay behind... This will be a very difficult time. The Prosen people are very savage."

“I understand perfectly well, Comrade Korchagin, but as a nurse, I have to stay with my patient until the very end, especially since he is Rosa’s hero, wounded while fighting against the Prosen devils.”

"With your awareness, I think I have nothing to worry about... Let's shake hands, Comrade Ulia, and I look forward to the day we meet again."

"That day will come, Comrade Korchagin. The Prosen devils' goal will never be achieved, and Rosa's motherland will live on forever!"

Chen Lai listened silently to their conversation, then touched his forehead... He was indeed running a fever. It seemed he was out of luck this time; he was on the front lines, but he was still a patient.

He also felt a faint tearing sensation in his right chest, which made him feel weak, a clear sign that he had been shot.

[Reincarnated as a dump truck: Where did you spawn? I'm currently on the Yanche-Clark Bridge. The general said we need to retreat to the east.]

[Great Mighty Dragon: You retreat first. I'm currently on the front lines in a small village. I'll come find you once I regain my mobility.]

[Reincarnated as a dump truck: Okay, I'll contact you anytime]

Chen Lai glanced at Zhang Long, then prepared to get out of bed. Just then, the door creaked open, and Ulia came in carrying a basin of hot water. The two stared at each other in surprise, and then Ulia's expression suddenly turned to delight.

"Oh, comrade commander, you're finally awake! How are you feeling? Does your wound still hurt?"

As Ulia spoke, she tucked the stray golden hairs behind her ear. Chen Lai carefully examined her. This girl had the simplicity of a countrywoman. Her big eyes were bright and sparkling, and her skin, though pale, was made of collagen to combat the freezing weather in Rosa.

"I feel fine. Where am I?"

"This is Kashgar Village. Comrades, the troops at the front are gradually withdrawing. We are now on the front line of the war and will soon have to leave our homes."

"How far are the Prosenians from here?"

"You should ask Korchagin. He's our political commissar and the only one who can contact the guerrillas. But he's already said that the Prosen will take over the village soon, and they won't wait a second longer."

Chen Lai nodded, indicating that he understood. Then, he looked at the table next to him, on which lay his own neatly folded clothes. They were obviously thin and old, with three stars on his epaulets, signifying warrant officer, first-class warrant officer.

He sat up, but couldn't see his weapon, so he turned to Ulia: "Comrade, where is my weapon?"

Ulia dampened a towel with hot water, preparing to wipe his body: "You mean that St. Petersburg rifle? I gave it to Comrade Korchagin; weapons and bullets are in short supply right now."

(End of this chapter)