6: Chapter 006: Yang Ruoxue's Profound Touch

The tragic and realistic battlefield left her somewhat numb.

She ran through the trenches, following the veteran ahead.

As she ran, she suddenly tripped over something.

She looked down and saw a corpse covered in blood and grime.

The corpse seemed to be clutching something in its hand.

Yang Ruoxue curiously leaned in and discovered it was a pouch stained blackish-red by blood.

There seemed to be two characters embroidered on it.

"Peace."

"What are you standing there like a stunned idiot for? Hurry up and follow me!"

The veteran in front shouted.

Yang Ruoxue responded in a daze and followed him.

Yang Ruoxue followed him to the front of the position.

The closer they got, the clearer the whistling sound of artillery shells became in her ears.

Suddenly, an artillery shell landed in the trench around them.

The shockwave from the explosion knocked Yang Ruoxue directly to the ground.

All around, she could hear people shouting, "Get down!"

After a round of artillery bombardment, even fewer Chinese Soldiers survived on the front line.

The previously dense gunfire immediately thinned out significantly.

Many soldiers were left dazed by the explosions.

The veteran next to Yang Ruoxue was quite lucky; he was just covered in dust kicked up by the explosion.

However, even this veteran had never seen a battlefield like this before.

But in front of Yang Ruoxue, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old green recruit, he couldn't show his fear.

Ahead, the Japan infantry-tank coordination had already crossed the first trench line.

In the Shanghai plain, most of the area was marshy.

The trenches built were very shallow because the deeper one dug, the more groundwater seeped in.

For tanks, such fortifications posed no threat at all.

Even if the Japan tanks were just thin metal shells compared to other major powers.

But for China in this era, they were extremely backward, and most of the Chinese Soldiers didn't even have guns.

Most of them were even seeing enemy tanks and aircraft for the first time.

Facing these iron turtles, they had no weapons to break through these metal shells, and even hand grenades could only blow off the tanks' tracks.

But the enemy engineers could just fix them, and they could continue moving.

Watching the approaching enemy, Yang Ruoxue felt some fear in her heart.

Unknowingly, she had already been drawn into this war.

She was also afraid of dying.

"Kid, don't be a coward. Pick up your gun and kill those Japan bastards!"

The veteran leaned against the edge of the trench, raised a rifle Yang Ruoxue didn't recognize, shouted at her, and began firing at the enemy.

Hearing the veteran's encouragement, Yang Ruoxue took a deep breath, and imitating the veteran, she lay against the edge of the trench and opened fire.

However, she had never fired a gun before; the bullets went out, but she couldn't hit anyone at all.

Instead, her arm ached from the recoil of the rifle.

Ahead, wherever the Japan tanks went, the gunfire there quickly died out.

The sound of tank cannons rang out continuously.

Once the Chinese Soldiers on the position fired densely, they would be met with shelling from the tanks.

The surviving soldiers around gathered toward them, their feet treading on a mixture of blood and mud.

Having experienced the enemy's intense bombing, their original units had been blown away.

Only scattered remnants of troops remained gathered together.

At this moment, a whistling sound suddenly came from the sky.

"Get down!"

Someone shouted angrily.

Before Yang Ruoxue could react, she was pushed into the trench by the veteran next to her.

"Boom!"

The rolling sound of explosions rang out.

The bombs dropped by the planes in the sky exploded directly among the crowd.

The soldiers who had just gathered were killed or wounded in droves.

Yang Ruoxue felt severe pain all over her body.

The air was filled with the smell of burning and blood.

She endured the pain and opened her eyes, only to find someone pinning her down.

It was the veteran.

At this moment, his back was a bloody mess, and his legs had been blown off.

Such a close-range visual impact caused Yang Ruoxue's brain to freeze for a moment.

"Cough, cough..."

The veteran raised his head, looked at Yang Ruoxue's face, and blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"Kid, don't be a coward. Drive the Japan invaders out of China..."

After saying this, his pupils dilated, and he completely stopped breathing.

Yang Ruoxue was stunned; she couldn't believe it.

The person who was talking to her a moment ago had died right in front of her the next.

Yang Ruoxue wanted to say something, but couldn't get the words out.

She looked at other parts of the trench; the dozen or so soldiers who had just gathered were now silent.

Everything around was silent.

Yang Ruoxue's eyes turned bloodshot, and an indescribable sadness welled up from the bottom of her heart.

She pushed the veteran's body away.

She picked up his gun.

At this moment, she had only one thought in her heart.

That was to kill those bastards.

To make these Japan invaders pay in blood.

She rushed out of the trench, holding the gun, wanting to find those damned enemies.

But just as she rushed out, countless bullets came flying toward her.

Her body was riddled with countless bullets, and blood spurted out.

Along with the severe pain in her body, her consciousness gradually blurred.

Then she fell into endless darkness.

When Yang Ruoxue saw the light again, it was a few characters.

"Plot experience ended."

She stepped out of the virtual capsule, and her originally dull eyes regained some luster.

Seeing the familiar surroundings, she breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't real after all.

But a thought emerged in her mind: what if all this were real...

Her heart suddenly ached a little.

After calming down for a while, she picked up her phone and called Zhou Yang.

On the other side, Zhou Yang was eating.

At the same time, he was preparing for the closed beta.

Then his phone rang.

Answering the phone, Yang Ruoxue spoke impatiently.

"Zhou Yang, is this plot experience you made really that outrageous? I almost couldn't recover after experiencing it."

"Sister Yang, how do you feel?"

Zhou Yang ignored Yang Ruoxue's words and asked about her experience with a smile.

"Very good. After the experience, I really hate war."

"Wuu, you don't know, that veteran was blown to death right in front of me... his severed legs, the bones on his back, a bloody mess. Why did you make it so realistic?" Yang Ruoxue was somewhat incoherent, her voice tinged with a hint of crying.

Clearly, this plot experience had brought her a great psychological shock, and she still couldn't recover when thinking back on it now.

Hearing this, Zhou Yang felt sympathy for Yang Ruoxue.

Even when he was making the game, he was shocked by the memories in the game scene by scene.

Fortunately, his psychological endurance was quite strong, and since he didn't experience it personally, he was much better off.

"Zhou Yang, can you give me a cheat? I want to avenge that veteran in the game and kill those Japan bastards," Yang Ruoxue suddenly said.

"Ah, Sister Yang, that's not very good, is it?" Hearing Yang Ruoxue's profanity, Zhou Yang was a bit surprised.

He hadn't expected Yang Ruoxue to say such a thing.

This showed that the current Yang Ruoxue really hated the Japan invaders in the game.

"What's wrong with that? Isn't the game not in closed beta yet? I won't distribute the cheat randomly; I just want to kill those Japan invaders."

"Alright, Sister Yang, then I'll give you a GM account."