197: Chapter 197 The Pinnacle of Light Infantry

Thirty-five kilometers in, they were still persisting.

Many among them had already surpassed their previous records.

"We have already run thirty-five kilometers. Everyone, hold on, keep running!"

"Do not look back!"

Forty kilometers, someone fell.

But the person who fell was still persisting, trying to crawl forward.

If their legs couldn't run, they used their hands.

Inside the virtual venue, the audience witnessed this scene, all deeply moved.

Forty-five kilometers, Zhao Cheng was still running. At this moment, there was only one thing in his mind: to keep running forward.

"Cap, Captain, half of the brothers have already fallen."

Beside him, an Iron Blood Special Forces member panted while running.

"Don't worry about it, stop talking, save your strength, let's keep running."

After saying this, Zhao Cheng spoke no more.

Fifty kilometers.

Many more of the Iron Blood Special Forces members behind him had fallen.

Sixty kilometers, and very few Iron Blood Special Forces members were still persisting.

Seventy kilometers.

"Chinese Soldiers of the 113th Division, we are only a few miles from the destination. Everyone, hold on a little longer, keep charging forward! Do not stop!"

"Even if we die, we must die at Samso-ri!"

"We absolutely cannot let the enemy pass through Samso-ri!"

Hearing that there were only a few miles left, hope rose in Zhao Cheng's numb heart.

"Brothers, only a few miles left, let's keep it up!"

Zhao Cheng shouted in a somewhat weak voice.

Behind him, there were only a few people left.

Finally, they arrived at Samso-ri.

Seeing someone ahead shout happily, "We've arrived! We've reached Samso-ri!"

A look of relief appeared on Zhao Cheng's face.

They had arrived; they had finally arrived.

They had completed this mission.

"Brothers, we've made it."

He looked at the few remaining Iron Blood Special Forces members behind him, a look of immense joy on his face.

These few Iron Blood Special Forces members also showed somewhat distorted smiles.

By now, they were already too tired to speak.

They really wanted to plop down on the ground, but they knew that once they sat down, it would be extremely difficult to stand up again.

"Do not rest, grab your food, and immediately rush to the position."

At this moment, another shout rang out.

This sound made the smile on Zhao Cheng's face instantly freeze.

They had run to Samso-ri, but this was only the beginning.

Their mission was not just to run to Samso-ri, but to intercept the enemy at Samso-ri.

Having run over seventy kilometers, Zhao Cheng's nerves had already been stretched to their limit.

But even so, after hearing this voice, he just picked up the food and continued running.

Arriving at the position, Zhao Cheng saw a mechanized unit below, stretching out like a long dragon.

Trucks and tanks were moving in a line along the road.

"The U.S. IX Corps is only 200m from our position."

"Absolutely do not let a single American devil pass!"

"Fire!"

The battle was imminent, and Zhao Cheng didn't have time to think; he joined the fight.

The U.S. IX Corps on the other side was well-equipped, and after being attacked, they immediately launched a counterattack.

Their tanks kept shelling the position on the hill.

During the battle, he was hit by a stray bullet, and finally, everything went black as the game ended.

A few minutes later, they returned to the game lobby.

Inside the virtual venue, the group of Old Generals were already too shocked to speak.

They had not expected that a unit could truly run 145 li within fourteen hours.

At first, they were unwilling to believe it, but when Zhao Cheng and the others followed these soldiers to run the entire distance in one go, and even participated in a battle, they finally dared to believe.

It turned out there really was such a unit, surpassing the limits of human land forces.

With flesh and blood, they had forcibly outrun a torrent of steel.

They had seen it clearly; the enemy was a highly mechanized unit.

Human strength outrunning vehicles—this was something they hadn't even dared to imagine.

This was only one of the campaigns in the game, and they had only experienced a portion of the content.

At this moment, inside the game, looking at the surrounding Iron Blood Special Forces members, it took a long time for Zhao Cheng to snap out of it.

"Captain, we weren't able to persist until the end."

Behind him, an Iron Blood Special Forces member said, looking very ashamed.

Zhao Cheng and a few others had run to the end, but they had not.

Zhao Cheng and the others had proven that it was possible to run 145 li within 14 hours.

This was not the impossible feat they had previously thought it to be.

"It's fine, you are all great."

Zhao Cheng did not blame them.

They had already given their all.

As long as they had done their best, Zhao Cheng would not say anything.

"Captain, we have lost face."

As the dignified Iron Blood Special Forces, only a few had persisted to the end, which dealt them a heavy blow.

"Don't think that way; what we are good at is not this kind of long-distance running."

"Your willpower is worthy of praise."

Seeing the dejected Iron Blood Special Forces members, Zhao Cheng hurriedly spoke up to cheer them on.

He could see that this group, usually very proud, had truly been hit hard.

They usually strove to be first in every aspect, but today they had not managed to do so.

"The trial has ended; all players please exit."

At this moment, the game system's voice, devoid of any emotion, sounded.

Inside the virtual venue, the live broadcast screen also disappeared.

After watching this trial footage, the group of Old Generals in the venue could not recover for a long time.

At this time, the host walked back onto the stage.

"Now that the trial phase has ended, this trial event concludes here."

Zhou Yang had not expected that the most important trial segment of this event would only take up a small amount of time.

The preceding speeches had taken up the majority.

"Sister Yang, the trial event is over now. Are we going back directly?"

"No rush, Zhou Yang. There is a party tonight; let's attend the party before going back."

Yang Ruoxue shook her head.

"A party?"

Zhou Yang was slightly surprised.

"Yes, at the party, you can get to know those Old Generals."

Yang Ruoxue nodded with a smile.

"After watching this trial broadcast, they should be very interested in you."

"Getting to know them will be helpful for your future development."

Yang Ruoxue said earnestly.

"I understand."

Zhou Yang took Yang Ruoxue's words to heart.

He suddenly realized that this trial event might not be that simple.

The whole thing seemed like it was specially prepared for him.

"If I'm attending the party, I should go change my clothes. Is there still time?"

Zhou Yang asked.

"No need to change. This party isn't that formal. Those Old Generals don't care about these things; the more down-to-earth you dress, the better."

Yang Ruoxue waved her hand.

"Alright."

At six o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yang followed Yang Ruoxue to the party location.

This location was in an upscale hotel, specifically in the grand hall.

Just as the two arrived, a group of Old Generals walked up to greet Yang Ruoxue and him.

Zhou Yang could tell that although these Old Generals greeted Yang Ruoxue first, their target seemed to be him.