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

The old squad leader's voice abruptly pulled the three men, who were caught in some strange mood, back to reality.

Kuang Ge shuddered and quickly looked away from the right arm. How should he put it?

You can't exactly say, "Squad leader, what if you lose this hand in the future? So when we see it's still here, we're terrified!"

If he said that out loud, not only would the system not block it, but the old squad leader would probably give him a good whack on the head on the spot.

While we're at it, let's see if his head was damaged by the shells at Anshunchang.

"No...no!" Crazy Brother's mind raced, and he quickly forced a smile.

"I just thought your 'flash' move was so cool, class monitor!"

"Seriously, his predictions were even more accurate than Hawkeye's!"

"Don't try to sweet-talk me."

The old squad leader glared at Kuang Ge, then suspiciously glanced at Ruan Ruan's still reddened eyes.

"You three dare to daydream on the battlefield? Don't you want to live?"

"If I had been as distracted as you guys, and that bullet had missed by two inches, it wouldn't just be my arm, it would have pierced my kidney!"

As the old squad leader spoke, he naturally raised his right hand and patted the dust off his left sleeve.

The movements were fluid and powerful.

Hawkeye watched with trepidation, fearing that the hand would disappear at any moment.

"Alright, stop lying here like corpses. This place isn't safe either."

The old sergeant stopped worrying about the strange looks the three soldiers were giving him.

Or to put it another way, as long as the person isn't dead and can still run, everything else is irrelevant.

"Rest for five minutes! Drink some water, check your leg wraps! Don't let them break down when you start running!"

After shouting that, the old squad leader turned around to check on the other soldiers.

Only when that figure had walked a little further away did Ruan Ruan, who had been holding her breath, finally catch her breath.

"That scared me to death..." Ruan Ruan gripped the strap of the medicine bag tightly. "That shot just now..."

"It's not luck," Hawkeye interrupted Ruan Ruan as he wiped the mud off his gun.

"What?" Kuang Ge and Ruan Ruan were both stunned.

"Even if that bullet hit the old sergeant's right arm, it wouldn't have caused him to lose it," Hawkeye explained, his expression not very good.

Kuang Ge and Ruan Ruan immediately realized what was going on.

Yes, it was a ricochet after all; it shouldn't have been enough to sever an arm. They still can't let their guard down...

at the same time.

The huge holographic screen in front of the Black Bird was divided into dozens of small windows, monitoring the progress of different teams in the dungeon.

However, in one of the highly anticipated Koi Team's live stream split screens, the style was completely different from the "life-or-death speed" of Kuang Ge and his team.

On the screen, four girls were also wearing tattered military uniforms and had smeared ash on their faces.

Aside from being a little short of breath, none of them had a scratch on their bodies.

"This luck... is incredible."

One of the staff officers looked at the data panel and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Just now, when Crazy Bro was blocked by machine guns, this Koi Squad also ran to the same section of the road.

What happened?

Just a second before they were about to be exposed to the barrage of fire, a thick fog suddenly rose over the river!

That was the unique mist of the Dadu River, as thick as milk, which completely blocked the view of those two deadly heavy machine guns.

Those four girls ran across the death blockade, and the whole class didn't even get hit by a stray bullet.

"Is this what they mean by everyone being a lucky charm?" one officer joked. "If only it were like this in a real war."

However, the black bird sitting in the main seat did not look relaxed.

He looked at the Koi Squad's bodies, which, although intact, were noticeably thinner than those of Brother Kuang and the others.

There was also that slightly relaxed look in his eyes, a result of not having experienced a truly desperate situation, and he gently shook his head.

"Luck is also a kind of strength, but it's the most unreliable thing on the Long March." Xuan Niao pointed to another screen.

"They haven't lost any members yet, and the 'old squad leader' in that instance hasn't been injured either, but look at their stamina bars."

The staff officers took a closer look and were immediately taken aback.

Although they weren't injured, the four female players' maximum stamina had unknowingly dropped by 40%.

Even with the cover of fog, the physical strain of a long-distance march is real.

"And right now, it's only the first day."

Xuan Niao recalled that during the initial training of the four military regions, they had also underestimated the so-called three-day march of 329 li.

until……

"The next day, the orders were changed, and they were made to run 240 li (120 kilometers) or even more in a single day..."

Xuan Niao didn't finish her sentence, but the officers present all understood.

At that time, luck couldn't save a broken leg, nor could it save a collapsing lung.

Even if the game gives players a lot of physical bonuses, in the end you still have to rely on willpower to get through it.

The most challenging parts to train willpower are the non-outing versions of the snow mountain and grassland episodes.

……

In the game, on the west bank of the Dadu River.

The five-minute break passed in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the communications soldier at the front crouched down and rushed to the old squad leader in a great hurry.

"Squad leader! Orders from regimental headquarters!"

"read!"

The communications soldier was panting heavily, his face pale, clearly having run all the way here.

"Reconnaissance by higher command has revealed that enemy forces on the opposite bank have deployed seven lines of fire along the main riverbank to block our advance, and these lines are also under mortar fire!"

"In order to preserve our strength, the regimental headquarters has ordered: the entire regiment to abandon the main road along the river!"

"Give up the Great Way?" Madman's heart skipped a beat.

Although the road along the river is dangerous and it is a mountain road, it is still a road at least.

If we abandon the Great Way, where will we go?

The communications soldier pointed to the towering cliffs above and swallowed hard.

"Let's take...the mountain road! We'll take a detour!"

Everyone looked up in the direction the finger was pointing.

There were only sheer cliffs, clouds and mist, and a few eagles that occasionally flew by.

That's a place even monkeys worry about.

"And..." the communications soldier's voice was even lower.

"In order to capture Luding Bridge before the enemy can fully react, the speed of the forced march must not be slowed down."

"No matter which path you take, time remains the same!"

The old squad leader frowned again.

The road has become more difficult, more than ten times more difficult, but time has not changed.

What does this mean? It means they're willing to risk their lives to run.

Crazy Brother subconsciously looked at the old squad leader's right hand.

If we don't take the main road, then this hand... will probably have to do even more work.

"understood."

The old sergeant was silent for two seconds, then suddenly pulled up the straps of the marching pot, and gripped the hemp rope that was digging into his flesh with his right hand.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping across the faces of each soldier, finally settling on the three men, including Kuang Ge.

"Did you hear me?!"

"The main road is for the young masters!"

The old squad leader drew his broadsword, its red ribbon fluttering, the tip pointing straight to the sky.

"We are the Red Legion! We are the Iron Legion!"

"Since there's no path on the ground, let's climb up and make a way for the rest of the group!"

"Up the mountain!!"