It was supposed to be a casual game, but the Long March dungeon brought tears to everyone's eye

Golden light swept across the faces of the old squad leader and Pao Zai, covered their entire bodies, and then surged towards the three of them, including Kuang Ge.

The old squad leader lowered his head and looked at his hands.

A bubbling nine-compartment hot pot flashed before my eyes, followed by a futuristic city with lights shining to the horizon.

And there are those kids playing football on the green field.

So it turns out he was just a participant in history too… The old squad leader smiled.

Yes, and there are also witnesses to history.

But the kid panicked.

He raised his translucent arm and touched his face, his voice trembling.

"Class monitor, why have I become invisible?"

"This battle just ended, am I going to die again?"

Kuang Ge strode over and slapped Pao Zai on the back.

"Die my ass!"

Crazy Brother pointed to himself, then to Hawkeye and Softie.

"Aren't we all standing here perfectly fine?"

"That old bastard Luo has finally done something decent!"

Kuang Ge looked up at the sky above the airport, where the sky had been replaced by an ever-brightening golden hue.

"He probably wanted us to open our eyes wide and see...where this road ultimately leads!"

Hawkeye walked over to Cannon Boy and pressed down on his shoulder.

"No need to fight anymore, just wait and see the results."

The kid paused for a few seconds, then asked, "No more fighting?"

Hawkeye nodded. "No need."

Suddenly, the ground beneath my feet gave way to emptiness.

The airport runway, the yellow earth, the transport planes, and the five hundred honor guard soldiers frozen in time—all shattered into tiny specks of light.

Countless points of light fell downwards.

The five people were carried upwards by the golden light.

A sudden feeling of weightlessness pressed down on him, and Pao Zai opened his mouth wide, grabbing at his surroundings with both hands.

Then he hurriedly looked down and saw that the airport was already too small to see clearly, and the rolling loess hills were also shrinking rapidly.

Before long, the mountains that they had walked for many days to cross were reduced to a tiny patch.

Pao Zai forgot his fear and jumped around in mid-air with his face flushed red.

"elder brother!"

"We're in heaven!"

"This place is even higher than the top of a snow-capped mountain!"

Ruan Ruan quickly went over, grabbed Pao Zai with one hand, and took the arm of the old squad leader with the other.

"You better behave yourself."

"There's no space here, yet you dare to jump around like that."

Pao Zai glanced down at the empty space beneath his feet and quickly moved closer to Ruan Ruan.

Crazy Brother laughed heartily at the sight.

Then he turned around, stood next to Hawkeye, and they smiled at each other.

Eight years in total.

From initially not even being able to gather enough guns, to the destruction of one pillbox after another.

From being surrounded and pursued by the enemy to watching them lay down their weapons.

They carried the wounded on their backs, buried their comrades, and lay awake in piles of corpses waiting for dawn.

Only at this moment did they realize that they really didn't need to keep watching where the next bullet would come from.

Kuang Ge raised his head and let out a long roar that carried far.

The void trembled, and a golden number fell from above the five people's heads.

1946 years!

The numbers crashed onto the earth below, and mountains, rivers, cities, and roads lit up simultaneously.

The entire land of the Dragon Kingdom was transformed into a strategic sand table with no end in sight.

Then time began to accelerate.

Across the Central Plains, red lights illuminated the bases belonging to the Red Army.

The red light was still very weak and diffuse.

But right around the base, a steel torrent composed of tanks, armored vehicles, artillery, and trucks was already pressing in.

There were even formations of planes flying overhead.

Vast areas of the city were covered by another color, and highways, railways, and ports were almost entirely in the hands of the other side.

A line of information appeared before the five people.

"The main force controls about 76% of the country's territory, as well as almost all major cities."

The second set of numbers then appeared.

"The Red Army has 127 million troops vs. the main force has 430 million troops."

The smile on the cannon boy's face vanished instantly. They had just finished the parade, and now they were going to fight the main force again.

"Squad leader, why are there still so many of them?"

"They have more planes, artillery, and cars than we do. How are we supposed to hold them off?"

The old squad leader did not answer.

He stared at the roads, cities, and rivers on the sand table, his face tense.

The chat room was buzzing with excitement.

"How can we fight with such a disparity in troop strength? More than three times theirs!"

"Don't just look at the numbers; the enemy also has a complete land, sea, and air force. The Red Legion doesn't even have enough heavy equipment to go around!"

"Good heavens, the airport just finished being scrutinized by the world, and now we're facing this situation? That old fox Luo really doesn't give us a moment to breathe!"

Crazy Brother watched for a while, then crossed his arms and laughed.

"What's the panic? During the Long March, we crossed the river with a score of 1 to 10, so a score of 1 to 3 or 4 is nothing!"

"We can win this battle!"

Pao Zai turned to look at him, "Brother, how did you know?"

"I don't know," Crazy Bro replied confidently.

"But we've come this far, are we going to let these bastards block our way back?"

Pao Zai thought about it and agreed.

They've overcome the most difficult times, there's no reason for them to suddenly give up.

The next moment, the main force began a full-scale advance.

The cities on the sand table changed color one after another, but the Red Army did not engage in direct combat in each city.

The troops, which were originally grouped together, broke into many smaller lines, went into the mountains, bypassed the plains, and also passed through the gaps between the main army lines.

Pao Zai was sweating profusely.

With each city he lost, he leaned forward a little more.

"They gave in again."

"Squad leader, you've given up another seat!"

"Don't panic!" The old sergeant raised his hand and pointed to several red lines hidden in the mountains. "The city is dead, but people are alive. Let the main force occupy the territory first."

"Once our main force is spread out enough, and they can't attend to both the front and the rear, we'll devour their men piece by piece!"

The old squad leader moved his finger and finally stopped at a mountainous area.

Look here.

Three characters appeared on the sand table: Menglianggu.

The red lines suddenly tightened.

The Red Army, which had been scattered in all directions, turned back at the same time, surrounding a fully-equipped elite force that had penetrated deep into the mountains.

The firelight stretched across the valley.

The enemy forces on the periphery desperately tried to reinforce, but were blocked at every turn.

Despite several attempts by the surrounded elite troops, they were unable to break through the encirclement.

With the extinguishing of the last defensive position, the insignia representing that elite unit also disappeared.

Pao Zai punched into his palm.

"Well played!"

"Serves you right for having so many guns and cannons, running recklessly into the mountains!"

The old squad leader still didn't say anything.

But his shoulders relaxed a little, and his clenched hands loosened.

It was only then that everyone noticed that his military uniform was soaked through.

Kuang Ge glanced at it and burst out laughing.

"Squad leader, aren't you nervous too?"

The old squad leader turned and glared at Crazy Brother.

"I'm hot."

"You little rascal, pay attention to the real battle!"