199: Chapter 199 Marching in the Snow

"Brothers, this new game is quite interesting. It's actually about New Huaxia."

Wang Ye's eyes lit up slightly, and his expectations for this new game soared.

He still remembered the Battle of Shanghai from the first installment.

The War of Resistance Against Japan lasted fourteen years and ended in victory.

Now this New Huaxia must be the new regime established after the victory of the War of Resistance.

Since it's a battle to establish the prestige of New Huaxia, it must be no simple matter.

At this moment, the audience in the livestream room was very interested in this new game.

"Brother Wang, I've already pre-registered. I hope I get picked this time."

"Yeah, I hope they release more slots."

"This game is single-player, so they should give out more slots, right?"

"I hope I get a slot, I'll definitely buy the game. If I get one, I'll buy two copies."

Wang Ye chuckled as he continued to check the introduction.

Subsequently, he saw the game's CG.

This game's CG was a short one, titled Battle of Samso-ri.

Wang Ye curiously clicked on it and began to watch.

Zhou Yang didn't choose another CG; he used the one from the demo event.

The CG was very short, and Wang Ye quickly finished watching the video.

"Holy crap, brothers, what does it mean to run 145 li in fourteen hours?"

Wang Ye's eyes widened, and he felt it was somewhat unbelievable.

It would tire him out just to run one kilometer, let alone over seventy kilometers.

Wang Ye didn't even pay attention to the fourteen hours; he was focused on those seventy-plus kilometers.

Hearing Wang Ye's words, many in the audience were also shocked.

"Running 145 li in 14 hours, is that something a human can actually do?"

"And this is mountainous terrain. Those seventy-plus kilometers seem to be the straight-line distance on the map; in reality, it's more than that."

"I'd be half-dead after hiking for an hour, but running for fourteen hours in the mountains, covering 145 li... I can only say: awesome!"

"Are you sure this is something humans can do? Even world marathon champions couldn't do it, right?"

"Forget about world champions; unless you're Superman, it's basically impossible to run that long and that far without taking a break."

"Isn't this CG too exaggerated? This is absolutely not something an ordinary person could do, alright."

"I don't think it's exaggerated. There are so many miracles in the world, why assume humans can't do it?"

Watching the barrage arguing constantly, Wang Ye quickly interrupted them: "Ahem, brothers, stop arguing for a moment."

"Let's not talk about whether it's possible; anyway, they did it in this CG."

"I feel like Old Thief wouldn't just make up something impossible."

After Wang Ye finished speaking, the audience in the livestream room immediately stopped arguing.

"Brother Wang is right; I also don't think Old Thief would mess around like that."

"That's right, that's right. I hope I can get a closed beta qualification."

Seeing the livestream room return to harmony, a smile appeared on Wang Ye's face.

A day passed by quickly.

The distribution of closed beta qualifications had also ended.

There were many slots for this closed beta; as long as you signed up, there was a one-in-ten chance of getting a qualification.

Wang Ye also received a closed beta qualification, though he was invited.

He received the invitation text message right after he went off-air.

The time for the closed beta to open arrived quickly.

Wang Ye immediately started the stream and downloaded the game in advance.

At ten o'clock, after verifying his qualification code, Wang Ye successfully entered the game.

At this moment, over a hundred thousand viewers quickly flooded into his livestream room.

"Watching the stream during work break, so comfortable."

"Brother Wang, hurry up, we're just waiting for you to start the game."

"Playing it myself isn't as good as watching Brother Wang play. I have a closed beta qualification, but I'm not logging in."

"Hehe, me too, I want to see how Brother Wang plays."

Wang Ye saw these comments and shook his head slightly.

"You guys just want to watch me play, right?"

"Then I'll satisfy you."

Subsequently, he arrived at the game lobby.

At this moment, there were several options in front of him.

campaign mode, Large Battlefield Mode, Story Mode.

However, neither campaign mode nor Large Battlefield Mode were open yet.

Only Story Mode was available.

The reason they weren't open was naturally because they hadn't been made yet.

campaign mode was for multiplayer, allowing teams to experience the story.

And Large Battlefield Mode was based on campaign mode but increased the number of players, leaving the direction of the war entirely to the players.

Looking at the two modes that weren't open yet, Wang Ye could only honestly click on Story Mode.

Entering Story Mode, he saw several campaigns.

The most prominent and eye-catching one was the Battle of Samso-ri.

After that was the Battle of Chosin Reservoir, then the Battle of Chorwon and the Battle of Triangle Hill.

However, only the first two were unlocked at the moment.

The latter two were in a grayed-out state and couldn't be played.

Of course, this was normal, as it was only a closed beta after all.

If everything were open, there would be no need for an open beta; the closed beta would have already been fully experienced.

Wang Ye felt slightly regretful.

After all, the ones that weren't open were surely even more exciting.

Wang Ye didn't hesitate at all and clicked on the Battle of Samso-ri.

Because when he was watching that short CG earlier, he heard the people in the CG constantly talking about running to Samso-ri.

He wanted to see how they managed to do it.

Upon entering the game, the first thing that caught his eye was a CG scene.

This scene looked incredibly realistic.

At this moment, a line of subtitles flashed on the screen:

November 27, 1950, Northern Korea, a raging snowstorm.

The screen plunged into pitch darkness, with only the howling wind filling his ears.

Suddenly, a match was struck, its faint light illuminating the face of a young soldier, his eyelashes frosted, the white breath he exhaled instantly freezing in the cold wind.

He lowered his head, used his frozen fingers to stuff the last mouthful of parched flour into his mouth, and patted the empty food bag at his waist.

"Move out." A low command came from the darkness.

The camera pulled back; on the snowy plains, countless dark shadows stood up silently.

They wore straw sandals, their leg wraps soaked with blood, the white mist from their breath merging into a vast, desolate haze under the moonlight.

The troop, like a silent long dragon, disappeared into the wind and snow.

On the snowy ground, the footprints were quickly buried by fresh snow, as if no one had ever passed by.

Watching this scene, Wang Ye's eyes widened slightly.

"Brothers, is this the background for the Battle of Samso-ri? Are they conducting a forced march in this freezing, snowy weather?"

After Wang Ye finished speaking, he didn't look at the chat, because the CG was still playing.

In the scene, a pair of straw sandals stepped into an icy river.

With a "crack," the thin ice shattered, and the bone-chilling river water flooded over his ankles.

The soldier let out a muffled groan, enduring the bone-chilling cold.

He continued forward, leaving a trail of pale red footprints behind him.

In the troop, someone fell, only to be immediately lifted up by comrades.

A soldier tore off a piece of his leg wrap, wrapped it around his cracked soles, and gritted his teeth to keep up.

The wind and snow raged, constantly eroding their will.

But they were all silent, a fire within their hearts constantly dispelling the cold.