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

It wasn't thunder, it was gunfire!

And it was that teeth-grinding sound of a heavy machine gun tearing through the air!

In the dim light, several orange-red tongues of fire, like the lashes of death, lashed fiercely across the wide, roaring Dadu River.

"Enemy attack!!!"

Hawkeye reacted the fastest, almost instinctively lunging to the side and rolling behind a protruding rock.

"Puff puff puff—"

The bullets struck the gravel ground at Kuang Ge's feet, sending up puffs of sharp stone chips.

Those were stray bullets.

Although the Dadu River was wide, and although the enemy on the opposite bank was only firing general shots.

But the oppressive feeling brought by that metallic storm still made many viewers in the live broadcast room scream.

"Ah!! Watch out!"

Kuang Ge felt a burning sensation on his cheek as a flying pebble cut his skin.

Before he could even lie down, he heard a muffled groan from ahead.

About five or six meters in front of him was an old soldier who had previously helped Ruan Ruan out.

As he ran, a cloud of blood burst from his calf.

The veteran's body, which was running at high speed, instantly lost its balance.

This open area was originally a steep slope, with the Dadu River below.

"Well--!"

The veteran rolled straight down the steep, scree slope.

His hands flailed wildly in the air, as if trying to grab some weeds or tree roots.

But there was nothing there.

"Thump!"

The waves rise, but the veteran is gone.

The old soldier, who had just been panting heavily and sweating profusely, suddenly fell into the roaring, turbid Dadu River.

Crazy Brother was instantly stunned.

The person who was panting heavily just a second ago, and who had even silently shielded them from the wind.

Just because those sons of bitches on the other side shot him from behind, he died without even leaving a last word.

An indescribable sense of frustration and anger instantly overwhelmed Kuang Ge's rationality.

They ran so hard all the way, they didn't even have time to drink water, and yet they were used as targets to be shot at!

"Grass!!!"

Madman roared angrily, his eyes red.

"This is outrageous!!"

He abruptly stopped, disregarding whether there was cover or not, and immediately raised his submachine gun, aiming it at the flickering flames on the opposite bank of the river.

"I'll beat you all to death, you beasts!!"

Hawkeye, who was standing nearby, quickly raised his gun as well.

Although the distance is far, it's enough to deceive one person at a time.

"Snap!"

The sound of a bullet being chambered.

But just as Crazy Brother was about to pull the trigger, a large hand slammed down on the barrel of his gun from the side.

"stop!!"

A roar even more ferocious than the waves of the Dadu River exploded in the ears of Kuang Ge and his companions.

He's the old squad leader.

He returned at some point, and his usually calm and even gentle face was now covered in bulging veins.

His eyes were wide open, and his gaze was more frightening than the machine guns on the other side of the river.

"Don't stop! Don't shoot!!"

"Run! Run there for me!!"

Kuang Ge suddenly turned his head, feeling even more aggrieved.

"Squad leader! They're shooting at us like we're target practice!!"

"He was just right in front of us a moment ago, and then suddenly he's gone!"

Kuang Ge's voice trembled slightly, a physiological reaction to extreme anger.

The old squad leader did not let go.

He just stared intently at Kuang Ge, as if he were looking at an ignorant greenhorn.

"Fight? What are you going to use to fight?"

"Look at this distance!"

The old squad leader pointed to the Dadu River, which was hundreds of meters wide, and to the firing ports of the bunkers on the opposite bank, where it was almost impossible to see a person.

"This is several hundred meters? This is four or five hundred meters!"

"That submachine gun of yours, when it's fired, it's like a torrential downpour; within fifty meters, it's like facing the King of Hell, and beyond two hundred meters, it's just a fire poker!!"

The old squad leader grabbed Crazy Brother by the collar and pulled him behind a rock, avoiding a burst of stray bullets.

"Puff puff puff—"

The bullet hit the other side of the rock, sending shards flying and drawing blood from Kuang Ge's face.

The old squad leader pointed at the bloodstains and spat all over Crazy Brother's face.

"Listen to that noise! ​​That's a heavy machine gun! That's a Maxim gun!"

"You're going to fight a heavy machine gun with a fire poker?"

"Are you saying we haven't had enough deaths in our class? Or are you saying we're carrying too many bullets and they're too heavy, so you want to throw some away?"

"Even if you kill one enemy, even if you're a sharpshooter, and then you accidentally kill another, how much time will we have to waste?"

The old squad leader loosened his collar and gave Crazy Brother a hard shove in the back.

"Look ahead! Look at the sky!!"

"Our mission is the Luding Bridge! It's 329 li long! Not to waste time arguing with those sons of bitches!"

"You'd better swallow this insult whether you like it or not!!"

Kuang Ge was pushed and staggered, leaning against the cold rock wall, panting heavily.

He knew the old squad leader was right.

Reason told him that at this distance, a submachine gun simply couldn't reach him.

Even with Hawkeye's rifle, hitting a machine gunner hiding in a bunker hundreds of meters away is a pipe dream.

but……

"But are we just going to run like this? Be chased like dogs?"

Kuang Ge gritted his teeth, tears welling up in his eyes.

This isn't fear of death; it's humiliation.

In Lanxing's live stream, the comments were sparse and filled with frustration.

"It's so frustrating... It's like someone in a game using a wallhack to shoot through walls, and I can't even fight back."

"There's nothing we can do. The equipment gap is too big, and our geographical location is also a disadvantage."

"Don't cry, Brother Kuang. Listen to the old sergeant. We have no choice but to back down now."

"Stop being a coward! This is called a strategic retreat! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

In the game.

Seeing Kuang Ge's defiant look, the old squad leader's anger subsided slightly.

"You brat, you'll remember this."

The old squad leader's voice deepened and became unusually serious.

"If a dog bites you, do you have to jump into the river and swim over to bite the dog back?"

"That's not bravery, that's suicide! That's stupidity!"

The old squad leader pointed to the winding mountain road ahead, which seemed to stretch on forever.

"Run! Getting out of range is winning!"

"Save your strength for the Luding Bridge!"

The old squad leader slapped Kuang Ge hard on the shoulder, his eyes blazing as if he could see through time and space to the iron chain bridge more than a hundred kilometers away.

"Once we get there, we'll take the bridge and wipe out their hideout!"

"When the time comes, we'll tear this piece of flesh off, even if we have to bite it!"

"That's what you call revenge!!"

"Did you understand?!"

"I...I understand!" Kuang Ge wiped his face hard, mixing his tears with the mud and water to dry them.

"Hawkeye! Softie! And everyone!"

The old squad leader suddenly raised his right hand, making a forward gesture.

"Anyone who doesn't want to die, anyone who doesn't want to be a burden, bow your head!"

"run!!"

"yes!!"