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

Upon hearing Squad Leader Shi's question, Softie, Eagle Eye, and the old squad leader all smiled, and they all thought of the snow-capped mountains.

That was the most difficult time when they first met, and I'm not bragging.

However, the snow-covered mountain experience, which was extremely dangerous and painful at the time, now seems somewhat pleasant in retrospect.

Time truly is the greatest filter.

The old squad leader turned his head to look at Kuang Ge, and suddenly thought of the capture of Luding Bridge.

In order to travel 240 miles a day, they had to march at breakneck speed while drinking rainwater and chewing coarse rice.

This kid was bragging back then, saying things like, "Squad leader, do you know what it feels like to chew on a belt?" He was just like Squad Leader Shi, bragging like a crazy kid.

But that crazy kid was telling the whole truth...

Brother Kuang really enjoys the feeling of telling the truth but not believing you, and then surprising you all.

He stuffed the dry rations into his mouth and gestured with his hands.

"Hey, Squad Leader Shi, you just don't understand."

"The leather belt cannot be boiled directly. It must first be pulled out, cut into small pieces about one finger wide with a bayonet, and then thrown into snow water to boil."

"When it first boils, the surface of the water is full of murky foam, and the taste is indeed pungent, but if you simmer it for a couple more hours, and the skin becomes soft and tender, then you can take a bite..."

Brother Kuang spoke with great seriousness, raising his hand and making a pinch in the air.

"Crunch, crunch."

"That bit of buttery, bitter-tasting cheese, slides down your throat, and you can survive half a day longer in the freezing cold!"

After listening to Kuang Ge's description, Squad Leader Shi looked Kuang Ge up and down.

He explained everything clearly, from the cooking time and presentation to the taste.

Did this greenhorn really eat it?

Squad Leader Shi had only heard of the Long March veterans and the taste of boiling leather belts.

No, that's not right. During the Long March, this kid was just a child. Where would he have gone to climb snow-capped mountains and eat leather belts with the troops?

"You little rascal, you've got a very convincing story; I almost believed you!"

After realizing what had happened, Squad Leader Shi pointed at Crazy Brother and cursed.

"It's not like you've actually climbed a snow-capped mountain!"

The veterans of the third squad burst into laughter on the spot.

An old soldier from Northeast China patted his knee and asked Brother Kuang if he wanted another pot.

The young soldier next to him chimed in, saying that since Brother Kuang was so knowledgeable, he would be in charge of boiling the leather belts after they crossed the river.

Of course, they were just joking.

Even veterans who fought in the Liberation War would find it hard to imagine what kind of environment could force the Red Army soldiers to boil leather belts.

But Crazy Bro wasn't going to back down, and he retorted defiantly.

"Fine, I'll cook it then! Who's afraid of who?"

He really missed the taste of boiling leather belts.

Looking back on those incredibly difficult days, they seem like nothing now.

After some playful banter, everyone finished their dry rations, but Squad Leader Shi's face suddenly darkened.

"The company commander just went to the regimental headquarters for a meeting and gave us a brief overview of the situation."

"This time we're facing a coalition of great powers, led by the United States. We wouldn't even dare to dream of having their equipment."

"There are iron birds in the sky, iron turtles on the ground, and more bombs than bullets."

"And the US commander is called General Mi Wu. The company commander said that they don't take us seriously at all."

Squad Leader Shi pointed to the opposite bank of the Yalu River and, mimicking the tone he had heard during the meeting, snorted.

"People say that the possibility of China intervening in the war is extremely slim. If we didn't take action in the first two months, it will be too late to do so now. It would just be sending them to their deaths."

"Hmph, looking down on people!" Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the third squad clenched their fists.

This 1.5-meter-tall general is too arrogant, directly asserting that their Red Legion wouldn't dare to attack.

You've come to our Andong area to bomb and even shoot women and children, and we still dare not retaliate?!

"It's good that you look down on us." The old squad leader looked across the river and suddenly laughed.

"Once we cross the river, we'll prepare a big surprise for them!"

They wore the uniforms of the Northern Dynasty army and trained day and night marches, wasn't it all for the purpose of secretly infiltrating the Northern Dynasty?

Naturally, the later the US discovers their entry into North Korea, the better.

Crazy Brother also stood up, raised his carbine, and assumed a charging stance.

"Squad Leader Shi, you can rest assured, just watch me take on ten of them by myself."

"I may not have any other skills, but I excel at silencing all dissent!"

"You're just all talk!" Squad Leader Shi slapped Kuang Ge across the face, annoyed. "Being quick at dismantling a light gun is nothing special."

"If you actually get to the front lines and a shell lands right next to your heel, don't be so scared you wet your pants!"

"Just you wait and see!" Crazy Bro said confidently.

"After this battle, I guarantee I'll be the top assault soldier in our Third Company!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the third squad were displeased and began to riot.

"If you really become the first assault soldier in the Third Company, I'll fish out all the pebbles from the river and swallow them raw like beans!"

"Alright, you should just keep your teeth for now!"

"Brother Kuang, don't let a shell blew your mask off before you even get to the battlefield!"

"Enough talk!" Madman pointed his gun forward. "Just follow behind me, don't hold me back!"

A group of people burst into laughter and curses.

No one mentioned again the planes, cannons, and tanks they were about to face.

That evening, the team rested by the river.

The next day at dusk, the setting sun pressed down on the Yalu River, turning the water a dark red.

The urgent bugle calls pierced the sky, and the various units along the river began to assemble and break camp.

The 120th Division, with the 360th Regiment as its vanguard, stepped onto the steel bridge spanning the Yalu River.

Crazy Bro was sandwiched in the middle of the line, walking forward with the flow of people, when he suddenly turned his head to Eagle Eye behind him and said.

"I knew that old scoundrel Luo was up to no good."

"Putting us into the vanguard company was purely to use us as scouts to test the enemy's firepower."

Hawkeye walked at the side and rear of the group, his gaze sweeping across the bridge and then down to the bridgehead and the high points on both sides.

"The vanguard regiment is always the first unit to engage the enemy, so this time it won't be easy."

They might boast about it in peacetime, but when they actually go to the battlefield, they dare not underestimate the difficulty of setting up resurrection based on real historical events.

However, Crazy Bro curled his lip.

"Can't you say something nicer?"

"Okay." Hawkeye glanced at Madman and said.

"For example, they die relatively quickly."

"Your mouth will be smashed by the enemy sooner or later!"

The team advanced step by step.

When he reached the middle of the bridge, Kuang Ge slowed down.

A white line about twenty centimeters wide was painted on the bridge plank; crossing it led to a foreign battlefield engulfed in gunfire.

Many soldiers slowed down as they crossed the border and looked back at the myriad lights of homes behind the riverbank.

That was the place they had just left.

This is also where Nannan is right now.

It is a place they must defend.

Ahead of Crazy Brother, a young soldier sniffed his nose, which was red from the cold, and his voice suddenly became low.

"This trip abroad is to fight the best-equipped enemy in the world. I don't even know if I'll come back alive."