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

Hawkeye was speechless.

The last time he saw something so abstract was... wait, was there a last time?

Whether it was the fire dragon on the banks of the Dadu River or the county magistrates who tricked themselves into opening the city gates, they were all playing abstract games under the clever response of the Red Army.

But the Southern Dynasty army, before they've even really made a move, has already started playing abstract games...

Suddenly, he looked up at the end of the road.

A convertible jeep suddenly swerved, bypassing the slow-moving infantry platoon ahead, and drove straight to the front of the column.

Crazy Brother glanced at the American Jeep, curled his lip, and snorted inwardly.

"Go ahead and be arrogant, the more arrogant the better!"

From their elevated position, the third company could clearly see what was happening inside the jeep.

A South Korean military officer sat in the passenger seat, half a cigarette dangling from his lips, leaning back and chatting with the driver.

He dangled one leg over the window, his military boots bobbing up and down with the vehicle's swaying.

Beside Crazy Brother, the round-faced warrior's breathing suddenly became rapid. The big fish had actually charged over so stupidly?

He gripped his rifle tightly, ready to pounce, when suddenly a large hand pressed down on his shoulder.

Kuang Ge lowered his body and moved closer to him.

"Lie down and don't move."

The round-faced warrior was stunned, a look of confusion in his eyes.

The enemy is so arrogant, why haven't they fired yet?

Squad Leader Shi crouched down and rushed over from the other end of the trench, grabbed a handful of frost-covered withered grass, and covered the exposed soil along the edge of the trench.

"Pull your heads back in!"

"No one is allowed to fire the first shot without the company's signal."

"Even if this car drives right under your noses, you better hold your tongue!"

The old squad leader lay down on the other side of Crazy Brother and patted the butt of the Type 38 rifle.

"You fools, what's the point of fighting a few small fry? The real meal is yet to come!"

But the audience on Earth had clearly never seen anything like this before, and they couldn't help but laugh and complain.

"Damn, these Southern Dynasty soldiers are too arrogant! They don't even do basic reconnaissance, they just charge forward in single vehicles?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, these are spoiled soldiers who have never been beaten. They probably think the Red Army can't even produce a fire poker."

Meanwhile, at the regimental command post behind the hillside.

The regimental commander, holding up his binoculars, clearly saw the South Korean military officer in the jeep.

Beside him, the radio indicator light was flashing incessantly, and the staff officers were gathered around the map recording the deployment progress of each battalion.

At this moment, an operations staff officer quickly walked to the regimental commander's side.

"Commander, the Third Company's ambush has already trapped this vanguard."

"If we don't open fire soon, they'll get through!"

The regimental commander put down his binoculars, turned to look at the map, and pointed to the highway north of Yunshan.

"What are you fighting? Just a few dozen soldiers and one jeep?"

"The Southern Dynasty army has already concluded that there is no resistance from the north, so let's go along with their assessment and give them further reassurance!"

The staff officer immediately understood and stood up straight in response.

Then, the regimental commander made a heavy tap on the sand table, giving instructions to the Third Company.

"Pass on my order to the third company commander: let this elite force go."

"Even if the enemy walks right past the front of the position, you must not fire."

"What we're looking to catch are the giant turtles and the main group behind them!"

The communications officer grabbed the telephone receiver, cranked the handle, and relayed the order to the front lines.

Before long, the voice of the third company commander reached the front line.

"The commander orders: let the scouts pass, everyone stay hidden!"

Squad Leader Shi pressed down on the round-faced soldier's gun barrel, signaling the whole squad to keep lying still.

On the highway, the jeep, trailing dust, passed through the Third Company's defense zone, and the infantry platoon behind it encountered no resistance.

Four columns marched in neat steps, slowly emerging from between the ridges.

All that remained was the sound of the wind rustling through the pine branches.

Seeing no movement ahead, the enemy troops completely lowered their guard.

The jeep driver slammed on the gas pedal, instantly increasing the vehicle's speed.

The infantry behind them began to disperse, chatting and laughing.

Kuang Ge calmly watched them leave, as he and his companions were very familiar with the waist-splitting battle technique.

After all, during the War of Resistance Against Japan, they often let the enemy's vanguard escape and then attacked from the waist.

Acting impulsively now would be like stirring up trouble.

What big fish is a mere jeep officer?

Time passed little by little.

Frost flowers climbed onto the eyebrows of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army soldiers and also settled on the edges of their cloth shoes with thick soles.

No one moved.

The southern mountain of Jiandong was shrouded in morning mist, and everyone was waiting for that signal.

Fifteen minutes later, a large cloud of yellow dust rose from the horizon at the end of the highway.

The pebbles along the edge of the trench began to bounce.

The rumbling sound came from the frozen ground, and even the butt of the gun made my palm go numb.

Hawkeye raised his rifle and looked into the distance.

"They're here."

Everyone immediately tensed up and looked over, only to see more than a dozen American-made heavy tanks crossing the Jiulongjiang Bridge, advancing northward in a line.

The massive cannon barrel gleamed coldly in the morning light, and the tracks crushed the frozen rocks, leaving two deep ruts.

Following behind were self-propelled artillery pieces, and one after another, ten-wheeled trucks filled with South Korean soldiers.

Crazy Brother's Adam's apple bobbed.

Those few dozen scouts were nothing compared to the steel-clad army before them.

The live stream went quiet for a moment, then a flood of comments appeared.

"Wait a minute, we're ambushing this? The equipment gap is just too big!"

"Can we eat this giant fish? Can we really withstand this torrent of steel with our bare flesh and blood?"

Meanwhile, the mixed forces of the Southern Dynasty army continued to advance.

They were completely unaware that they had entered the firing range of the Third Company and the surrounding positions.

The enemy troops were lined up very closely, with only a narrow gap between their vehicles.

The lead tank rolled over potholes in the road, and its speed suddenly slowed down.

The infantry behind them also stopped.

They stopped right in the center of the crossfire on the hill, and then someone climbed out of the tank to light a cigarette.

The stars flickered uncertainly in the cold wind.

The time for an ambush has come.

Inside the regimental command post, the regimental commander pulled out a signal gun, aimed it at the sky, and with a bang, tore open the quiet of the early morning in Yunshan.

A red signal flare rose into the sky, trailing a plume of flame, illuminating the gray-white heavens.