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

The live stream chat was still flooded with touching comments, and Kuang Ge and Ying Yan subconsciously looked at Ruan Ruan.

Ruan Ruan has a strong will, but her physical fitness is indeed the weakest among the three.

Moreover, carrying a heavy load along the way is indeed not easy.

Moreover, the way they're marching so quickly shows they're not kidding.

Ruan Ruan didn't stop walking when she heard this, she just raised her head.

There was neither tearful emotion nor any coquettish behavior.

She simply lifted her coarse cloth satchel up a little higher.

Then he tightened the strap of his bag and tied a tight knot.

"Class monitor."

Her soft voice was still panting, with a natural softness, but her tone was not gentle.

"As you said yourself, we're the first platoon of the first company, the elite squad."

Ruan Ruan adjusted her disordered breathing, met the old squad leader's somewhat surprised gaze, and smiled gently.

"In an elite squad, there are no soldiers who hold the team back!"

"You said it yourself, this road is long." Ruan Ruan stubbornly raised her head.

"You need to keep that hand for shooting, for grabbing other people."

"I can carry this medicine bag myself, and I can run this road myself!"

"Even if things don't go well, we still have them—"

This series of words made Ruan Ruan's breathing even more disordered.

She quickly adjusted her breathing and dared not say anything more.

Her last sentence also indicated that she was not showing off.

Although Ruan Ruan didn't say who "they" were, Kuang Ge and Eagle Eye had already quietly moved closer.

The three men, including Kuang Ge, knew that the old squad leader was in the most dangerous situation.

If you're not careful, you might end up paying a price even higher than losing an arm.

So neither Ruan Ruan, nor Kuang Ge, nor Ying Yan wanted to waste the old squad leader's energy on this kind of thing.

Sometimes, their tacit understanding needs no further explanation.

When the old squad leader saw Ruan Ruan and the other two suddenly running "together", he couldn't help but be taken aback.

These three guys, who lacked common sense about "comrades," surprised the old squad leader with their tacit understanding.

It's like the three of them have walked a long road together, and even experienced many life-and-death trials together.

It's not as simple as just crossing the Dadu River together.

It was only after the men transferred from the advance team that the old squad leader saw what a sharp knife looked like.

Thinking of this, the old squad leader's gaze swept over the three men, landing on the straw-woven five-pointed stars that he recognized all too well.

The old squad leader, who always had a stern face, suddenly grinned when he saw the Dadu River.

Then he flashed a bright smile that made Kuang Ge and the others feel a little dazzled.

That was the old squad leader in his prime, free from the torment of illness and the pain of losing an arm, his laughter filled with heroic spirit.

"Good!" the old squad leader roared.

"This little girl—"

The old squad leader then looked at Crazy Brother and Eagle Eye.

"They have our Red Legion's blood in them!"

The old squad leader suddenly turned around, raised his arms, and his momentum soared.

"Attention, class!"

"Whether male or female soldiers, anyone who eats from my pot is to get the hell out of here!"

"Like I said before—if I'm going to die, I'd rather die on the way to Luding Bridge!"

"run!!"

……

The wind began to cut like a knife.

The team's speed is constantly increasing.

That kind of speed is not running in the ordinary sense, but a kind of extremely fast movement that is almost like race walking.

At this moment, Kuang Ge and his men were breathing in icy cold air and exhaling fiery hot air, as if their lungs were bursting.

But they dared not stop, or even slow down.

Because the figure in front of me was moving too fast.

The live stream's perspective was currently fixed intently on the old squad leader.

Countless viewers watched the figure speeding along the mountain road, and the barrage of comments was filled with "Holy crap" and disbelief.

"This...this is our old squad leader in his prime?"

"Is that even human? That's a Gundam!"

In the video, the old squad leader's load is exaggerated to an extreme.

He is the core member of the class and also the one with the strongest physical fitness.

He not only carried weapons, but also the platoon containing the entire platoon's supplies.

But it's precisely because of this body of iron, and the heavy load of weapons and supplies that they are burdened with it.

The old squad leader walked as if on flat ground on the rugged, rocky mountain path that required him to use both hands and feet.

His arms swung with tremendous force.

Left arm, right arm.

Each swing is like a paddle cutting through the air, accompanied by a whooshing sound.

His two healthy arms made him look like a nimble ape when climbing steep slopes.

With one hand supporting him, he and the iron pot on his back shot up two or three meters high.

"Keep up! Don't fall behind!"

He would occasionally turn around and roar, his voice full of energy, completely unlike the weak and strained feeling he had shown during the Snow Mountain arc.

He can even stop for two seconds every now and then while running at high speed.

Either he would extend his strong right hand and lift the soldier who was about to slip up.

Alternatively, you could use your left hand to give a strong push to the back of a lagging soldier, giving them a forward momentum.

He was at the very front of the group, "breaking the wind," and like a sheepdog, he took care of the entire group's formation.

The sheer vitality and fighting spirit that overflowed from the screen sent a shiver down the spines of all players accustomed to the image of the "one-armed old squad leader."

"Too...too powerful..."

Hawkeye followed behind Crazy Brother. He had excellent physical fitness, but at this moment he could only barely keep up with the old squad leader's back.

He looked at the old squad leader's arms, which were swinging with explosive power, and couldn't help but pant and sigh softly.

"I used to think of him only as a spiritual leader and a kind father."

"Looking at him now... he's practically a god of war!"

The fact that the usually composed Hawkeye could swear speaks volumes about how superhuman the old sergeant is.

Upon hearing this, Kuang Ge simply stared intently at the old squad leader's intact right hand.

That hand can fire a gun, climb rocks, catch a fallen comrade in an instant, and steadily support a weight of over 100 pounds.

It is so perfect, so powerful.

Such a strong man...

What kind of desperate situation would one have to face to leave this hand on the banks of the Dadu River?

A nameless fear and frustration suddenly welled up in Kuang Ge's heart.

……

Time passed, and Kuang Ge and his friends continued running.

This mountain road seems to have no end.

"Run! Don't stop!"

The old squad leader's orders always consisted of only these few words.

The procession resembled a long, gray dragon, winding its way through the cliffs and precipices on the west bank of the Dadu River.

On one side, there is a bottomless abyss.

Below the abyss, the heart-stopping roar of the Dadu River echoes.

During the flood season, the Dadu River was like a mad yellow dragon, crashing against the cliffs on both sides and stirring up turbid waves several meters high.

Even on a mountain road tens of meters high, you can feel the damp cold of the water vapor.

On one side, there is a sheer cliff as straight as if cut by a knife.

This road is like a narrow strip of grass that has been carved out of the waist of a cliff; if you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces.

Watch your step! Keep your center of gravity low!

The old squad leader was shouting from the front.

The convoy had just rounded a treacherous zigzag bend when the view ahead suddenly opened up.

It was an open area of ​​gravel without any vegetation to cover it, like a bald scar suddenly appearing on a cliff.

The river wind becomes exceptionally fierce here, making people unsteady on their feet.

"Accelerate the process!"

The old squad leader keenly sensed the disadvantageous terrain here and waved his hand and shouted.

But just as Kuang Ge stepped into this open space...

"Da da da—!!"

A series of muffled yet rapid explosions suddenly erupted from the opposite bank of the river!