CHAPTER 81: CHAPTER 80: THE SHOCKING 14 HOURS AND... A BLOODY BATTLE?!!! (3.6K)

Shen Yan looked up and took a deep breath:

"How did it come to this?"

The chief of staff nodded heavily and said:

"This is the result."

"I’ve also input data from some soldiers on Blue Star and other units."

"But the results are still much the same."

"Is there a problem with something, could Zhao Ming have made a mistake with the data settings somewhere?"

Shen Yan rubbed his temples and nodded:

"Alright, I understand."

"I’ll go ask later; this week has been exhausting."

"Let the people below have a good rest."

Then Shen Yan dismissed everyone in the meeting room, rubbing his temples for a long time before he felt better, thought for a while, and dialed Shen Qinghan’s number:

"Hello? Qinghan...."

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On the other side.

Polestar Game Company.

Zhao Ming routinely opened the database and checked the progress of the Northern Army.

It’s been a week.

The nearest one was lightly equipped and reached a mountain closest to Sanshuli.

Then he closed the database.

Entered the player forum and looked at the popular posts within.

At this time, the official website of Polestar Games had already opened the database, including the background introduction of ’Earth’ and a rough introduction to ’World War II.’

As players continuously experience the plot, upload the information or plot they discover in-game.

A complete timeline on the official website has been organized.

From the Blitzkrieg Poland on September 1, 1939, to the declaration of war on the Imperial by the ’British Commonwealth’ on September 3, to the Imperial cutting off the ’Poland Corridor’ on September 5.

This timeline, detailed down to every year, month, and day, has been organized until September 1940, when the Imperial began to indefinitely postpone the ’Sea Lion Plan’ and gradually reduced the bombing of the British Commonwealth.

These materials are still being continuously supplemented, and each piece of data records the name or code of the uploading player, along with viewable plot videos below.

This also stirred up the enthusiasm of players to actively participate in the storyline.

Meanwhile, Zhao Ming was looking at it.

Then received a call from Shen Qinghan, after understanding the issues from Shen Qinghan’s side, Zhao Ming thought for a moment and said:

"This is normal."

"It’s not that they can’t pass, but they can’t embody the Republic volunteers of the time."

"This is also unavoidable, the will of the Republic volunteers was to protect their home and country, while our Great Xia Federation here is just to complete the task."

"So the difference in thinking between the two sides is the reason they cannot complete it."

"But I can open the data of the Republic volunteers here."

"Let the Republic volunteers lead the Northern Army to reenact the Bloody Battle of Sanshuli, as long as they follow the team, they can complete the mission."

This is also unavoidable.

After all, Blue Star’s Great Xia Federation is not Earth’s Huaxia, and Great Xia Federation soldiers simply cannot embody the soldiers of the Republic at that time.

But they are all soldiers, as long as they have a leader.

A steadfast will in Great Xia Federation soldiers can catch up, and they can fully experience how to complete the Bloody Battle of Sanshuli.

After interfacing with Shen Qinghan’s side, Zhao Ming opened the data of the Republic volunteers in the Bloody Battle of Sanshuli.

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Night.

Great Xia Federation North, Songgel Ice Field.

Seventh Special Operations Brigade.

After sleeping for a day, Brigade Commander Shen Yan woke up, and the special first battalion finished resting. Shen Yan looked at the message from Shen Qinghan and called back the special first battalion.

Ordered everyone to enter the virtual cabin, and launched the Bloody Battle of Sanshuli again.

After the familiar opening CG, what came into view was not the empty camp but the Republic volunteers cleaning the battlefield.

Volunteers carrying wounded, and the smoke of gunpowder lingering on the battlefield.

Everything spoke of this unit having just gone through a battle.

This time, Shen Yan appeared with Liu Feng and others beside the command center of the Republic volunteers.

Looking at the prompt flashing in front of them.

Not far away, the person sitting by the fire, holding the orders, was the CG’s major general of the 113th division, also the man standing on the mountain peak looking towards the distant American 9th Army at the end of the footage.

At this time.

The major general of the 113th division looks at the orders in hand, raises his head and says:

"The Corps Commander orders our 113th division to immediately set out, replace the 42nd Army, execute the interspersed encirclement task, and launch a raid on Sanshuli."

"Block the encircled American 9th Army attempting to escape southward, while simultaneously hindering the American Cavalry 1st Division coming north to reinforce the American 9th Army."

At the edge, Shen Yan, Liu Feng, and others exchanged glances, eyes popping with astonishment.

They had previously only received the raid mission to Sanshuli, but even that they hadn’t completed.

And now, the 113th division, obviously having gone through a battle, had to tirelessly execute the raid on Sanshuli, and in doing so, block the American 9th Army while also intercepting the American Cavalry 1st Division.

This?!

Even if they wanted to say it was impossible, what if they actually managed it?

Everyone temporarily suppressed the shock in their hearts.

Very soon.

Including Shen Yan, everyone received orders, maintain full radio silence, and raid Sanshuli.

The entire 113th division mobilized.

And Shen Yan led his special first battalion following the main forces of the 113th division.

In the team.

Shen Yan led the team, running amid the Republic volunteers’ formation.

In the night.

Looking at the surrounding fully armed Republic volunteers, Shen Yan’s eyes flashed a hint of amazement:

"Are we really going to raid Sanshuli fully armed like this?"

It wasn’t just Shen Yan, Liu Feng and the others were also shocked to their cores.

Wouldn’t this exhaust them to death?

Their latest attempt had left them one downhill away from Sanshuli, and even then only by running lightly equipped.

But now everything around indicated that this unit...had arrived fully armed.

On a few military trucks, the cabins held no soldiers, filled only with weapons and ammunition, led from the front by the major general.

Just then, shouting came from the front:

"All officers speed up, hold a meeting while running!"

Upon hearing this.

Officers from some surrounding units began to sprint forward desperately.

Shen Yan instructed Liu Feng to keep the team steady, then gritted his teeth and charged forward.

In the front.

A group of officers was running while discussing, assuming that we are the American 9th Army, where will we break out from?

....

....

At dawn.

Seven hours had passed.

The faint moonlight shone upon the earth, the air of minus 30 degrees cold slicing into the lungs with a knife-like sensation, only the sound of footsteps echoed in the boundless mountains.

In the rear of the 113th division.

Shen Yan’s mind was blank, running mechanically.

This speed had completely surpassed the records of everyone in their brigade, rendering any surplus thoughts impossible, forcing them to proceed following the main forces.

Thud!

The sound of something falling came from beside him, Shen Yan turned his head to see a soldier from the special first battalion had collapsed.

Battalion Commander Liu Feng, gritting his teeth, ran over, his voice squeezed out with difficulty:

"Commander, this is already the 37th one."

"Keep running like this."

"Our battalion will run out of men!"

Shen Yan looked forward, forcibly steadying his breath, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Then keep running!"

"If we stop now, wouldn’t their deaths be in vain?!"

"Keep up with the main force, no one falls behind!!!"

Liu Feng took a deep breath:

"Yes!!!"

At this moment.

The 113th Division is still 35 kilometers away from Sanshuli.

....

....

Morning.

Eleven hours have passed.

Deep in the northern islands.

At this time, the sun had already risen early in the sky, and bombers from the United States of America flew over the mountains.

The screaming roar did not make this team stop even for a moment.

At the rear of the main force.

Shen Yan ran mechanically with the soldiers of the First Special Battalion, a team of 300 had been reduced to 187, in comparison with the surrounding Republic volunteer army.

Their non-combat casualties were the highest.

Shen Yan, Liu Feng, and others couldn’t understand why the Republic volunteer soldiers around them, who were so thin and small, could display such willpower....

The roar of the bombers in the sky finally brought Liu Feng and others back to their senses:

"Should we hide and rest for a bit?"

"Otherwise we will be exposed."

The Seventh Special Operations Brigade previously tried to continue the forced march, but was quickly spotted and bombed, so they later hid in place when the bombers came again.

The concealment skills honed in the played an unexpectedly beneficial role.

Since then, the bombers in the sky never spotted them again.

Looking forward to the concealment rest, the soldiers of the Great Xia Federation unconsciously slowed their steps, having been on a forced march for 11 hours, they truly needed rest....

However.

The order coming from the front was not to rest, but....

"Everyone! Helmets on if you have them, take the main road!"

"Switch from running to marching in formation!"

Still no stopping.

....

....

Twelfth hour of the forced march.

Nine kilometers left to Sanshuli.

Rear of the 113th Division.

Thud! Thud!

The sound of bodies hitting the ground echoed constantly in his ears, Liu Feng turned his head and realized he couldn’t keep track of how many had fallen, but roughly two-thirds were gone.

Liu Feng’s heavy breathing was mixed with a slight tremble:

"Commander, we only have a little over a hundred left."

Shen Yan, too, was gritting his teeth, persisting:

"Keep running! If we die, we die in Sanshuli!!!"

This was more than just a forced march; it was a test of will.

Running 12 hours of forced march to this point, eliminating two-thirds of the people, and if they stopped now, all the previous efforts would have been for nothing, with dawn right in front of them, how could they give up!

....

....

Thirteenth hour of forced march.

"Final five kilometers!"

"Everyone, charge with me!!!"

At this moment.

The First Special Battalion under Shen Yan’s command had 92 men remaining.

....

....

Fourteenth hour of forced march.

Sanshuli.

After a brief burst of gunfire ahead, the pace of the team gradually slowed down.

The First Special Battalion at the rear of the 113th Division and others had started walking, but many were limping, in front of the enemy barracks, large pots were set up.

The hot meals inside were all prepared as rewards for the Republic volunteer troops.

At this moment.

Shen Yan and his First Special Battalion at the rear of the team, their eyes flashed with a hint of disbelief as they looked around, feeling as if they were in a different world:

"Is this Sanshuli? Have we really arrived?"

There was still a trace of incredulity in his tone.

The almost impossible task calculated by the photon supercomputing cluster, was forcefully completed under the leadership of the Republic volunteer army by them.

In the sub-zero temperatures of over 30 degrees at night, a 72.5-kilometer forced march with full load was truly completed, and they were personally involved. Even now, Shen Yan found it hard to believe.

Looking around at the surrounding mountains, Shen Yan returned to his senses:

"It’s a good place for an ambush."

"How many do we have left?"

After Liu Feng counted, his voice was hoarse:

"Commander."

"Sixty-seven left."

The last five kilometers claimed more than 20 lives.

Hearing how few were left, Shen Yan also fell silent:

"The non-combat casualties are nearly four-fifths...."

Such a number, no one on Blue Star would believe, it’s simply outrageous.

After a moment of stillness, Shen Yan spoke:

"What’s your take on this?"

Liu Feng gave a wry smile, ashamedly said:

"It’s not an impossible task."

"It’s just that previously.... we didn’t have enough resolve and will."

"If these figures are designed based on the real human level, then the Republic’s infantry is truly top-notch worldwide, even on our Blue Star it would be the same."

Shen Yan took a deep breath:

"With our current march, we’ve already set a new record for Blue Star."

Data can be falsified, but the real-time monitoring of the virtual cabin cannot.

Those soldiers who did not complete it, it’s because their physical quality and will had reached their limits, automatically passing out and thus dropping out.

Being able to finish means their bodies could withstand such limits.

Only the proportion of non-combat casualties was way too high....

While contemplating how to train his subordinates’ willpower, Shen Yan suddenly realized:

"Wait a minute?"

"Why hasn’t the simulation ended?"

The U.S. 9th Army reached Sanshuli and the match ended immediately.

Yet here they were, at Sanshuli, and it was still ongoing.

Bloody Battle of Sanshuli.... a bloody battle?!

"Everyone!"

"Prepare for combat!!!"