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

The original poster included a screenshot.

They were four female characters dressed in worn-out military uniforms, yet their youthful beauty was still undeniable.

The IDs are: Mengmeng, Rabbit, Octopus, and Xinqing.

"Holy crap? Isn't this that girl group that's known for having incredible luck?"

"It's them! I'm impressed, these four are practically the system's favorite daughters!"

"Kuang Ge and his gang ate leather belts and gnawed on grass roots. These four got lost in the snowy mountains and stumbled into a cave, only to find that it contained dried firewood and smoked meat left behind by hunters!"

"And then there's the grassland episode! While others stumble and fall into holes with every step, they manage to walk aimlessly and land on the most solid haystacks, all while the weather is always sunny and breezy. They even managed to take the old squad leader and the others out for a stroll!"

"Is this the world of lucky players? We're playing Left 4 Dead, and they're playing Long March Simulator: Spring Outing Edition?"

Players were so envious they were practically exploding.

But as much as they envied, everyone knew the truth in their hearts.

The announcement for "The Capture of Luding Bridge" clearly states that the instance will involve "high-intensity continuous marching operations," and good luck alone won't suffice.

……

Evening, 18:00.

Crazy Bro, Eagle Eye, and Softie stood side by side.

[Loading map: Anshunchang → Luding Bridge]

[Special title "Old Squad Leader's Soldier" detected. Identity successfully bound: Soldier of the Fourth Regiment of the Red Legion.]

The white light dissipated, and a moist river breeze swept over them. The three of them appeared at the ferry crossing in Anshunchang.

The surrounding area was filled with densely packed troops, and the soldiers were adjusting their leg wraps and checking their straw sandals. Each of them wore a solemn expression, as if they were preparing for a long march.

"This instance... the atmosphere is off." Hawkeye keenly surveyed his surroundings.

"There's no sound of gunfire, and it doesn't look like a war is about to break out. It's more like they're moving house—did they just land and have to rush to Luding Bridge?"

"Forget about moving, let's find people first!"

Ruan Ruan tiptoed anxiously, searching for her old squad leader in the crowd.

They didn't have to search for too long.

Right at the very front of the line, that familiar figure was standing with his back to them, holding a list in his hand and checking it with his head down.

The key is--

His right sleeve wasn't empty!

That hand was gripping the charcoal stick firmly, marking up the list.

"Class monitor!!"

Ruan Ruan couldn't help but shout it out.

The sound startled the soldiers around them.

The figure paused for a moment, then slowly turned around, looking much more energetic than in the snow mountain or grassland arcs.

When his gaze swept over the three of them, Kuang Ge's serious face suddenly froze for a moment.

As if sensing the three straw-woven five-pointed stars, the old squad leader's stern face finally relaxed.

"What kind of loud and boisterous talk is that!"

The old squad leader was cursing, but his hand involuntarily rose up, as if he wanted to pat the soft head.

But seeing his hands covered in charcoal ash, he shrank back, merely making a cursory gesture in the air.

"I didn't see anyone during roll call earlier, so I thought you three kids had gotten separated from the group."

The old squad leader tucked the list into his pocket, his gaze sweeping over the three men before finally settling on Kuang Ge's muscular chest. He nodded in satisfaction.

"Looks like the food at the advance team's place was pretty good; it didn't break my body."

"Now that you're back in the team, you better get your act together!"

"yes!!"

The three of them roared in unison, their voices so loud that they woke up an old horse that was sleeping nearby.

Those with special titles became the old squad leader's soldiers without needing to say a word!

Unlike other player teams that were the first to clear "Crossing the Dadu River", none of them had a veteran squad leader when they entered "Seizing the Luding Bridge".

and……

"Is this the old squad leader with two arms...?"

The three men stared intently at the old squad leader's right arm, their eyes burning with emotion.

On the snow-capped mountain, the old squad leader could only sew their clothes with his left hand.

In the grass, the old squad leader could only use his left hand to fish for them.

It was in this instance that the old squad leader's right arm was left on the way to Luding Bridge.

"What are you all standing there for? Do I have to treat you?"

The old squad leader glared at the inexplicably stunned Kuang Ge and his gang.

"I don't have time for you old friends, listen up!"

The old squad leader's face turned stern, and he gathered all the soldiers in his squad together.

"The order has come down: the current in the Dadu River is too swift, and there are too few boats."

"With tens of thousands of troops, it would take a month to ferry them across using those few dilapidated boats!"

"The pursuers are biting us from behind, and the iron birds in the sky are constantly defecating; we can't afford to wait!"

Hawkeye felt a chill run down his spine.

There were natural barriers ahead and pursuers behind.

No wonder the announcement for "The Capture of Luding Bridge" said it would involve "high-intensity continuous marching operations"; it seems they are going to be on a forced march.

"So, we're not taking the boat."

The old squad leader pointed to the upper reaches of the river, where towering mountains stretched endlessly.

"We must use these two legs like wheels!"

"Our destination: Luding Bridge!"

"We've been given a death order," the old squad leader said, holding up three fingers. "We need to run the entire 329 li (114 kilometers) to reach Luding Bridge in the next three days!"

Everyone's expression tightened; covering more than 300 miles in three days was no easy feat.

Especially since this is a mountain road, a road that could cause the old squad leader to lose his right arm, there are obviously still enemies on it.

The old squad leader tightened his belt, still trying to boost morale.

"I know it's difficult."

"But in this world, some roads are made by walking."

Some roads are paved with lives.

"In this battle, we're not fighting against people, we're racing against time!"

"The sooner we capture Luding Bridge, the better our main force will be able to survive!"

At this time, the Fourth Red Regiment, as the vanguard of the left column of the Red Army, had already set off.

The old squad leader couldn't say anything more, so he could only swing his intact right arm violently.

"Everyone! Throw away all the junk you can carry! Beat the leg wraps to death!"

"Set off!!"

Just as Kuang Ge was about to take a step, someone suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

Looking back, I saw it was the handsome guy.

At this moment, the commander was covered in sweat and was carrying a basket of boiled red eggs.

Clearly, he had heard that the group was leaving and had come to see them off on behalf of the villagers.

"Sir...Sir!!"

Shuai Bazi rushed up to Kuang Ge, panting, and shoved the basket into Kuang Ge's arms.

"You...you're leaving already?"

"Take these eggs with you! You can eat them on the road!"

The old squad leader, who was just about to set off, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

What did he hear?

Commander... Commander?!