Chapter 102: Modern Warfare' Soloing the P5 (4.2k)

Shen Yan's brain exploded with a 'buzz'.

No ammunition?

It was unbelievable that this was the reason.

But thinking back on it now.

It seemed that at the start, many of the Republic's soldiers on the front lines were holding broadswords, and guns with bayonets were few and far between.

So it wasn't that they didn't want to use them...

It was that they simply didn't have many guns or ammunition, and could only engage in hand-to-hand combat with these little devils.

Shen Yan was a bit dazed.

He had originally thought that in the previous plot, when fighting the American Freedom Federation, the Republic's soldiers had already suffered enough.

He hadn't expected that before the Republic was founded, the situation was even worse.

This was just one battle; if one looked at the entire Republic.

Just how much they must have gone through to become the powerful Republic in "Republic Blue"—Shen Yan's scalp tingled just thinking about it.

Shen Yan was slightly dazed, and the tall, sturdy man spoke up to comfort him:

"It's just a lack of ammo, it's fine."

"We've made it this far anyway, and one day we'll drive the little devils away."

"Let me tell you, these little devils, they're strong when you're weak. Don't look at them squealing and shouting like little ghosts over there; you just go up and slash them with a blade."

"I guarantee you'll send them back to their hometowns. Next time you see a little devil, just follow behind me..."

Shen Yan finally came back to his senses, listening to the tall, sturdy man's experience in killing 'devils'.

On the other side.

In "Highland Reaper".

Qu Guang and the members of the Special Second Battalion who entered the plot were not separated at the start like in "Republic Lu Bu"; at this moment, everyone's perspective appeared above Highland 597.9.

They could clearly see the situation on the battlefield.

The American troops below the highland were bombarding the position continuously, and soon, due to injuries and deaths, only one young Republic Volunteer Army soldier remained on the highland.

Looking at this situation, and the American troops below the highland.

Everyone really couldn't figure out how to hold on for 12 hours and repel 41 enemy attacks.

However.

Facing the American troops surging in like a tide, this Republic Volunteer Army soldier did not retreat at all, his left hand dragging a crate of hand grenades under him.

His right hand pressed down on the machine gun to fire, while his left hand continuously threw grenades; just one person created the illusion that a whole squad was still there.

This scene left the people of the Daxia Alliance stunned.

The screen was fast-forwarding continuously.

The first wave of charges.

The second wave of charges.

Watching the Republic Volunteer Army soldier on the position, throwing grenades with his left hand to create smoke, and his right hand mounting a blasting tube to move quickly between the two positions, and then firing the machine gun without stopping after arriving.

The soldiers of the Daxia Alliance imagined themselves in that position; could they do it?

But many of them shook their heads.

The ninth charge.

Until the tenth charge of the American troops was repelled, before everyone could recover.

The next second.

A flash appeared before everyone's eyes, and everyone appeared on a position, the smell of gunpowder smoke hitting them.

At this time.

Qu Guang looked around.

He discovered that he had already replaced that young Republic Volunteer Army soldier, and the American Freedom Federation army below had not yet started their first charge.

Seeming to understand, Qu Guang lowered his head to look, and soon dragged a grenade crate back.

The American troops below also quickly launched a charge; Qu Guang took a deep breath, his left hand reaching toward the grenade crate, taking out a grenade.

And such a scene was playing out in other plots as well.

All of them were replacing the Republic Volunteer Army soldiers, defending the position, and once the American troops stepped onto the position,

it would end and they would exit.

Not long after.

One Daxia Alliance soldier after another exited, staying in place and waiting.

Even with the demonstration.

But the battlefield situation changed in an instant; sometimes the American troops would readjust their attack based on the firepower on the highland, and by the end, it was entirely relying on the Daxia Alliance soldiers' instinctive counterattacks.

But instinct couldn't last long either.

Until everyone had exited, and the figure of the Republic soldier appeared again, and this time it was facing the eleventh charge of the American troops...:

A night passed quickly.

The next day, early morning.

Shen Yan led the people of the Special First Battalion and was the first to wake up from the virtual pods.

Because the battle in "Republic Lu Bu" was not as long as "Highland Reaper", Shen Yan led the people of the Special First Battalion to continuously start the training.

The technique of killing little devils also became more and more proficient.

The entire battalion, including Shen Yan, unconsciously had an extra air of ferocity about them.

All of it was hacked out with broadswords.

Shen Yan looked at the soldiers of the Special First Battalion and nodded with satisfaction:

"Practiced all night."

"Now, just standing there is quite scary."

The feeling of hacking devils in the plot hadn't dissipated yet, and they still looked a bit scary.

Everyone laughed out loud upon hearing this, and Shen Yan also laughed along, then raised his hand to press down:

"Alright, everyone adjust."

"After eating, go back and get a good sleep."

At this time.

The experience on Qu Guang's side also ended, and everyone sat up from the virtual pods; Shen Yan grinned and walked over:

"Old Qu, how was it on your side?"

Qu Guang raised his head and looked at Shen Yan:

"Did you just come back from killing people?"

Shen Yan was also a bit surprised:

"Why are you so calm?"

Having just killed devils all night, not knowing how many had been hacked with broadswords, the air of ferocity was displayed vividly on the soldiers of the Special First Battalion.

But Qu Guang rolled his eyes and said calmly:

"Look at the changes in us this night."

The soldiers of the Special Second Battalion, although not as ferocious as the Special First Battalion, each had eyes that were incomparably firm; although no one had successfully repelled 41 attacks.

But with the demonstration of the battle, and them integrating it into themselves, the highest had repelled nearly thirty attacks.

At this moment, the Special Second Battalion soldiers who had just exited had incomparably firm gazes; Shen Yan was also a bit shocked when he saw this, his gaze sweeping over everyone before he gave a thumbs up:

"Not bad."

Then he looked at the soldiers of the two battalions and instructed:

"Everyone go back to rest, let the battalion commanders of the Special Third and Fourth Battalions come over to lead the training."

"At night, the Special First and Special Second Battalions will swap plot experiences."

Shen Yan dismissed everyone, then followed Chief of Staff Qu Guang toward the conference room; they still had to write a summary.

But it had to be said, the effects of these plots were simply too good.

They completely filled the void; before today, the soldiers of the Seventh Special Operations Brigade couldn't have imagined that hand-to-hand combat could be so tragic.

The close-quarters combat and assassination practiced before... hmm... it wasn't that it was useless.

After all, they wouldn't carry broadswords around now, but perhaps they could consider asking the higher-ups to exclusively produce a batch of folding broadswords; after all, it was different from 'Earth'.

With the technology and materials of Blue Star, folding broadswords could also guarantee hardness.

A few days later.

Polar Star Company, President's Office.

The entire room was shrouded in virtual projections; at the edge of the room were virtual stars, while in the center, a water-blue 'Earth' projection was slowly flowing.

And on this 'Earth' projection, blue dashed lines appeared, spreading outward.

On the other side of these blue dashed lines were connected planet projections of various sizes, also looking like 'Earth'; Zhao Ming walked to one of the projections.

Knock, knock, knock!

A knock on the door came, and Zhao Ming said without looking back:

"Enter."

The company receptionist opened the door and then said:

"President Shen, please."

Then Shen Qinghan appeared with the 'clack-clack' sound of her high heels; seeing the room full of projections, she said with some surprise:

"What are you doing, filling the room with... 'Earth'?"

Zhao Ming spoke up and said:

"You can consider these as games the company might make in the future; these are all different Earths from different times separated from this 'Earth' at the very center."

"Using AI to calculate until I'm satisfied."

As he spoke, Zhao Ming clicked on an 'Earth projection' in front of him:

"This is 'WWI Earth'."

Then a scene appeared; on a wide avenue, colorful decorations were hung, and the crowds on both sides were cheering for the motorcade slowly driving by.

As the scene played slowly, a person suddenly rushed out from the crowd and threw something at the motorcade; the guards on the vehicles reacted quickly, raising umbrellas while shouting:

"There's an assassin!"

"Protect the Archduke!!!"

Zhao Ming clicked again, and the scene disappeared, leaving only this 'WWI Earth' projection in place.

Then Zhao Ming walked to the other side and clicked on a projection slightly larger than 'WWI Earth'; what appeared was a circular hall that Shen Qinghan was somewhat familiar with.

A man wearing a yellow robe was speaking on the podium:

"The United Nations is now just an empty shell, serving only the P5 countries."

As he spoke, he tore up the booklet in his hand and named the other countries one by one:

"The American Freedom Federation has long been plundering Libya's oil... France's colonization in Africa... If the British don't release the people, we will launch..."

"And the Republic..."

Zhao Ming clicked again, the scene disappeared, and then he said with a smile:

"This is 'Modern Warfare Earth', a very interesting point in time."

Then Zhao Ming clicked on a few more Earth projections, some historical, some future; Zhao Ming then raised both hands and made a closing gesture.

The projections in the entire room disappeared instantly:

"How about it?"

"These Earth projections are all separated from the center, both past and future; anyway, the photon supercomputer doesn't cost money, just let the AI control the calculations."

"After all, human energy is limited, so it's better to leave it to the AI I trained."

"Calculate development for specific directions, and if not satisfied, do it again."

Actually, the few he just clicked on were only a part of the data exchanged; clicking on other Earth projections would yield nothing, but Shen Qinghan didn't need to know that.

Anyway, this could also count as a layer of cover.

And Shen Qinghan, upon hearing this, also had a twitching mouth:

"You really know how to find ways."

"How much computing power must this take... but anyway, the Federation is paying, so it doesn't matter."

Zhao Ming smiled, walked back to the desk, and sat in the boss's chair:

"How about it, how was the new plot experience?"

Shen Qinghan spoke up and said:

"The feedback from the Federation is very good; these two plots have greatly improved the soldiers."

"Next, the Federation officials will organize daily rotations to show the public the style of our soldiers and improve the public's sense of security."

As she spoke, Shen Qinghan pushed out two cards:

"Each card has 30 million Federation coins, which is the reward for these two dungeons."

"The agent in the Antarctic Star Federation has also made the Daxia Alliance high command value you more, so the reward has increased a lot."

"In addition, the Federation also asked if you have anything you want; you can bring it up."

Zhao Ming leaned back in the boss's chair and thought for a moment, then shook his head:

"Doesn't seem like it right now."

"Can I keep it?"

Shen Qinghan nodded and said:

"Yes."

"By the way, how is the game going?"

Zhao Ming leaned back in the boss's chair, raised his hand, and clicked; the real-time map of the Polar Star official website popped up:

"The Empire is about to reach the suburbs of Moscow; adjust the game progress."

"It can be opened just in time for the holiday."

At this time.

Sky Shark Live, Game Section.

In Huang Hao's stream room.

In the game.

Of the more than one hundred people brought from Moscow, after the fighting during this period in the game, only thirty-some remained.

Relying on the trenches dug by countless women and children, and the muddy land after the rain, they barely held off the Empire's offensive again.

It was mainly because the roads were too muddy, and the Empire's armor would get stuck, otherwise they would have been pushed over in one wave by now.

When the Empire's troops retreated, Huang Hao and Political Commissar Alexei were cleaning up the battlefield under the cover of night.

Suddenly.

The body of the Imperial soldier under Huang Hao's feet suddenly moved.

Not dead?

With this thought flashing through his mind, Huang Hao didn't hesitate at all and immediately fired.

Bang!

After one shot, the soldier wearing the Imperial uniform was still not dead, struggling with difficulty, seeming to want to grope for something; Huang Hao raised his gun again, saying:

"Are these guys really beasts? Their vitality is so strong."

Alexei walked over, shook his head, and said:

"Those are just rumors spread by ignorant people."

"If they were really beasts, that would be fine."

"But unfortunately, our enemies are not bloodthirsty beasts, but ordinary human beings."

"And this... is also the most terrifying part of war."

"How long has it been since 1918?"

"The world has become a mess again."

Political Commissar Alexei's words inexplicably shocked Huang Hao and the viewers in the stream.

They also forgot about the struggling Imperial soldier.

Alexei bent down and felt in the direction the Imperial soldier's palm was struggling toward.

He felt the Imperial soldier's pocket.

Then he took out some snacks and a wallet; Alexei opened it.

What came into view was a family photo and a few letters; it looked like he hadn't had a chance to send them out yet. Alexei opened a letter and couldn't help but read it:

"Dear Anna: The Imperial unit I'm in is marching toward Moscow. I'm afraid I won't have time to send this letter in the fighting ahead. I've enclosed some things in the letter; the money is for my mother, the chocolate is for you, and please pass that box of cigarettes to my father..."

"I've said so much, but actually, what I want to say most is... I love you."

"Wait for me to come back, yours... Ben."

After Alexei finished reading, he shook his head, then raised his hand and fired a shot.

Bang!

This time, the Imperial soldier stopped struggling.

This scene left Huang Hao and the Blue Star netizens feeling inexplicable; why were they so sentimental before, and then suddenly so decisive?

Huang Hao was dazed, his mouth opening:

"You..."

9

Alexei stood up and picked up the Imperial soldier's gun:

"Reason is reason, the enemy is the enemy."

"These guys are invading my motherland."

"Let's go, Regiment Commander."

"With these weapons, we should be able to build a new defensive line."

Huang Hao nodded subconsciously, then reacted:

"Don't we need to retreat a bit?"

Alexei sighed:

"Retreat again?"

"Retreating again means Moscow." ===== CHAPTER 103 =====