Chapter 101

Shen Qinghan looked at the introduction above, involuntarily surprised, and then somewhat curious:

"This Lu Bu?"

"What is it? A title?"

Zhao Ming thought for a moment and said with a smile:

"Lu Bu is a fierce general from ancient China in the 'Earth' background."

"At that time, people used 'Lu Bu among men, Red Hare among horses' to describe his bravery. Lu Bu in ancient China was good at fighting many with one, and not only did the enemies think this was normal, he himself thought it was normal."

"And this 'ordinary' soldier of the Republic is also fighting many with one."

"If placed in ancient China, he would be a fierce general comparable to Lu Bu."

Shen Qinghan was thoughtful:

"So that's it."

"Is there also ancient history? That's quite good."

Zhao Ming nodded:

"Of course."

"The 'Earth' IP series I designed not only has the past and present, but also the future and various branches."

"You can think of it as a virtual world calculated, evolved, and produced from scratch in a photonic supercomputer."

"If you are interested."

"Later, let the soldiers of the Northern Land Army experience what it feels like to face an enemy of ten thousand."

Modern experiences are done, so the past and future must also be tried. Moreover, facing Lu Bu riding Red Hare and wielding the Painted Halberd, the scene must be very exciting...

Shen Qinghan had a strange expression, listening to Zhao Ming's fresh words:

"Enemy of ten thousand?"

She thought about it in her mind: one fighting ten thousand?

How is this possible...

Shen Qinghan couldn't figure it out and shook her head:

"Let's forget it."

"Let's experience these first."

Zhao Ming didn't care; anyway, even if she wanted to experience it, it hadn't been made yet. He would talk about it later if there was a chance. He then sent the resource package for the 【Individual Series】 to Shen Qinghan:

"For now, let the Federation practice with these four 【Individual Series】 experience plots."

"I'll expand these series after I'm done with this part of the game."

"The 【Battle of Moscow】 in the game is about to start, and the 'Anti-War Competition' is also about to enter the finals."

"Although it's stable, it's better not to be distracted."

Shen Qinghan nodded:

"Okay, I'll tell them."

Soon.

The notification sound of the transfer completion arrived.

Shen Qinghan stepped in her high heels and left in a hurry.

Evening.

Great Xia Federation, Songor Icefield.

7th Special Operations Brigade.

Inside the brigade headquarters.

Shen Yan gathered the soldiers of the 1st and 2nd Special Battalions, as well as Chief of Staff Qu Guang and other cadres.

Looking at the smile on Shen Yan's face, Qu Guang couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Stop pretending, be more serious, the corners of your mouth are already splitting."

"If you have something to say, say it quickly."

Seeing this, Shen Yan couldn't maintain his deliberately stern image and revealed a smile:

"You kid, nothing can be hidden from you."

"Polar Star Company has produced a few more exclusive plots for our Federation to experience."

"I've looked at them; they are all in the 【Individual】 series."

"Two are sniper-related, let's not consider those for now. The remaining two are one for close-quarters combat and one for defending a highland alone."

"In a moment, I'll take the 1st Special Battalion to experience the close-quarters combat."

"You take the 2nd Special Battalion to experience defending the highland."

Hearing this, the others also showed surprise, while Qu Guang gave a thumbs up:

"Not bad, Old Shen."

"Quick, send the key."

After all, ever since Polar Star Company directly connected with the Great Xia Federation, to prevent news leaks, the previously created experience plots had been gradually opened to other military regions.

He originally thought the new plots would also be distributed gradually like this, but he didn't expect Shen Yan to get the key directly.

Shen Yan stood up and said:

"Sent it."

"1st Special Battalion, follow me."

He then led the 1st Special Battalion away, and after he left, Qu Guang called away the people from the 2nd Special Battalion.

Inside the training room.

The soldiers of the 1st Special Battalion lay into the virtual pods one after another.

Fang Hui, the commander of the 1st Company, was also about to lie down when a soldier beside him whispered:

"Company Commander, does this close-quarters combat mean the close-combat and assassination training we usually do?"

Although Blue Star didn't have real close-quarters combat, they did have training for close combat and assassination, but even when there were frictions with the Slav Federation, it was rarely used.

It could only be considered a training item for having some resistance ability if approached.

Company Commander Fang Hui nodded and said:

"Pretty much that meaning."

"Close-quarters combat, as the name implies, is fighting with cold weapons."

"Just follow your usual training situation."

"I remember your comprehensive score for close combat is the second in the squad, only a bit worse than your squad leader, what are you afraid of?"

That Blue Star soldier smiled:

"Isn't it just curiosity?"

"Since you said so, Company Commander, then I have an idea."

"I'm still okay at close combat."

After finishing, he lay into the virtual pod, preparing to see what the close-quarters combat on "Earth" was really like.

Company Commander Fang Hui shook his head:

"This kid..."

What's there to be afraid of.

He then lay in as well, his consciousness entering "World War II: Rise of the Empire," and was pulled into the room by Battalion Commander Liu Feng.

Just as he entered the room, the scene flashed before his eyes.

The words 【Xia Jin Battle】 appeared.

Then, a position scorched by the scorching sun slowly emerged, with black smoke rising from it.

Standing from an overlooking perspective, one could clearly see the soldiers in gray uniforms on the position picking up bayonets and broadswords, preparing to fight.

On the other side of the position were two companies of soldiers with an average height of no more than 1.6 meters, wearing yellow uniforms, with fierce expressions, holding bayonets and charging quickly.

The perspective changed abruptly, and smoke mixed with the smell of blood hit him.

Fang Hui discovered he could control his body and turned his head to look:

"One, two, three... seven."

Including himself, there were eight people in total, and it looked like they were separated again.

Each person held a broadsword. Fang Hui had an idea, but before he could deploy tactics, he heard a roar:

"The little devils are charging over, kill!!!!"

Before the words fell, the surrounding soldiers jumped out of the position one after another.

They charged toward the two devil companies twenty or thirty meters away, and the first to jump out were the people beside Fang Hui and others.

A tall man over 1.9 meters tall.

The tall figure jumped, and the sense of shock brought by it even surprised Fang Hui and the others.

Seeing this tall, strong man jump out of the position, he then took three steps in two, rushing to a ferocious-looking,

little devil no more than 1.6 meters tall, who was holding a bayonet.

That little devil shouted "Banzai!" and raised his bayonet to stab the tall man.

But he saw the tall man was faster, raising his arm and stabbing down with his own bayonet, like an angry Vajra:

"Kill——!!!"

Pfft!

The bayonet pierced through the little devil's neck, and with a flick, the corpse was thrown away.

Then, facing two more charging little devils, the tall man directly reached out with his large hand, grabbing the gun body behind the bayonet the devil was thrusting.

With a forceful swing, he knocked him into the little devil beside him.

The two little devils thrown together rolled onto the ground, and the tall man raised the bayonet in his hand without any hesitation.

Pfft! Pfft!

Just then, three more little devils attacked. The tall man didn't stop, reaching out to grab a bayonet from a little devil's hand and throwing it toward the distance.

Then he strode toward the enemy formation.

At this time.

Above the position.

Fang Hui and the others' brains were blank; they never expected the battle to be so intense. Where had they seen such a scene on Blue Star? The close-combat and assassination training they usually did wasn't this wild.

The soldier who had asked Fang Hui before entering the battle had a slightly trembling voice:

"Company Commander... is this close-quarters assassination combat?"

"I don't think it looks like it?"

Fang Hui came back to his senses, looked at the broadsword in his hand, and said through gritted teeth:

"If this isn't close-quarters assassination combat, what is?"

"How do we usually train?"

"Everyone, perk up!"

"Charge!!!"

Then Fang Hui took the lead and charged out with his broadsword, and the other seven Great Xia Federation soldiers also gritted their teeth and followed behind.

But they usually trained with daggers, and they couldn't adapt to this kind of broadsword fighting style, and under the sudden charge.

They didn't know how to start.

But...

The charging devils had no intention of letting them go.

Except for the majority who were besieging the Republic soldiers in the distance, a small squad had actually broken away from the others and rushed here.

Seeing these people acting "sluggish."

The sneers on the faces of the devils in the small squad became even more intense, and the bayonets in their hands were aimed directly at their vital abdomens.

A Daxia Federation soldier couldn't dodge in time and was stabbed in the stomach. The other Daxia Federation soldiers' expressions changed drastically, and before they could react.

They saw that Japanese soldier smiling and flicking the bayonet upward, and this Daxia Federation soldier was directly disemboweled.

Blood splattered all over the little devil, but the little devil didn't show any expression of fear, instead roaring even more excitedly.

In an instant.

All the Daxia Federation soldiers' anger shattered their reason.

Fang Hui seemed to understand why these Republic soldiers called these guys who were less than 1.6 meters tall "little devils." He took a step forward and roared:

"Kill them!!!"

The other soldiers also followed one after another. This little devil was ferocious:

"Baka!!!"

He raised his bayonet to stab, and the members of the small squad behind him also rushed over.

These Daxia Federation soldiers weren't familiar with the fighting style, but with their adrenaline surging and relying on their tall stature, they managed to hack and kill several Japanese soldiers for a while.

But some were also stabbed by the little devils, and then stabbed again and again, accompanied by ferocious, sinister laughter.

Even Fang Hui couldn't help but feel a moment of trance.

Are these guys sure they aren't biochemical soldiers? How do they feel even more... than the evil ghosts in horror movies?

Pfft!

A bayonet suddenly stabbed through Fang Hui's body from behind, protruding from the front of his stomach, while the little devil in front of him revealed a ferocious smile.

Suddenly!

A roar like thunder exploded in Fang Hui's ear:

"Kill!!!!"

A sound of a blade entering flesh came from behind.

Fang Hui could clearly see the look of extreme terror on the face of the ferocious devil right in front of him.

A large hand reached out from the right side of Fang Hui's ear,

The large hand was more than enough to grab the head of the little devil in front, directly lifting him up.

Pfft!

A flash of silver light struck, and the devil in front was lifted off the ground, his abdomen pierced.

"Are you okay?"

The tall man's voice, like a booming bell, came from behind. Then, he was helped to the ground to sit down. Fang Hui looked up; it was the tall Republic man over 1.9 meters tall who had charged out first.

Looking along the direction he came from, it was a ground full of little devil corpses.

It's just that he now had two wounds on his body. The battlefield situation was critical. After the tall man said this, he rushed toward the enemy formation again to support the Republic soldiers nearby.

Fang Hui held his abdomen, looked at the devil's corpse, fished out a first-aid kit, then tore open the clothes on his abdomen and pressed it with his hand.

He breathed a sigh of relief inwardly; it wasn't a vital organ.

Then he wanted to pull out the bayonet and bandage it simply, but after trying several times, he never succeeded.

In the end, he could only give up.

Looking at the tall man over 1.9 meters tall in the distance, holding the bayonet in his hand, continuously impacting Fang Hui's worldview.

Close-quarters combat...

And in other plots.

At this time, the situation of Shen Yan, Liu Feng, and others was no better than Fang Hui's.

In the 【Xia Jin Battle】 where Liu Feng was.

Liu Feng had only two Daxia Federation soldiers left beside him, with a dozen Japanese soldier corpses lying on the ground. Looking at the Japanese soldiers who were still approaching with blood-covered faces and ferocious smiles while holding bayonets, Liu Feng cursed:

"Damn, the nickname really wasn't wrong."

"I was wondering why there were nicknames like 'foreign devils' and 'American devils' in previous plots."

"So it turns out the things we faced before were actually this kind of stuff."

"The root is here."

A Daxia Federation soldier beside him looked at the approaching Japanese soldiers and kept breathing:

"Battalion Commander, what should we do?"

Liu Feng shook the broadsword in his hand and wiped the blood off his face:

"What to do? Fight them!"

"This close-quarters combat is much more exciting than close-combat training... Kill!!!!"

Liu Feng roared, took the broadsword, and rushed up quickly. The little devil opposite saw this and was also ferocious,

raising his bayonet to stab:

"Baka!!!"

The sound of flesh and blood came, Liu Feng's hand desperately grabbed the blade of the bayonet, and he raised the broadsword in his hand:

"You what?!!!"

Pfft—

Blood splattered half his body.

At this time.

In the plot where Shen Yan was.

The battle was gradually coming to an end. Of the eight people who entered, only two were left.

The charge of the two devil companies had been repelled, leaving behind many corpses. The Republic soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield, picking up the rifles of the little devils.

Shen Yan limped on one leg, supported by a Daxia Federation soldier, looking at the blood-filled battlefield. He had never thought that "close-quarters combat" would be so intense.

Just as he sat down, his shoulder was patted, and a praising voice came to his ear.

"Well done, good sword technique."

"You hacked and killed quite a few little devils."

Shen Yan turned his head, a smile appearing on his face. The tall man in front of him was the "Republic Lu Bu." Shen Yan said:

"Luck, it's just that my body is better than others."

Speaking of this, Shen Yan felt ashamed. Six elites of the Daxia Federation had died; the usual training was really not good, it had to be real blades and real guns.

The tall man praised:

"That's already very powerful. Just from what I saw, you hacked and killed seven or eight."

Shen Yan gave a bitter smile and shook his head, then looked at the three rifles carried on the tall man's shoulder, and then looked at the soldiers cleaning the position and picking up guns and ammunition, and couldn't help but ask:

"Why not consume these little devils with a wave first?"

But the tall man's words made Shen Yan's heart tremble.

"Because we... have no ammunition."