Prologue: Northland

If you don't have clear data, will you play a game?

I don't know what it is like for others, but for Aelus, the answer is, of course, 'yes'. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Otherwise, what is he doing now?

On the front line, the war with the Crimson Federation is in full swing.

Obediently squatting in the trench with his head down, Eros is no longer the fool who rushed to the front of everything recklessly when the game first started, and was beaten into a sieve by the magicians on the opposite side with cluster fire. Now, as the number one assault soldier on the battlefield of the White Eagle Kingdom, he has learned too much...

"God forbid, God forbid..." And at that moment, a slightly trembling prayer came from Elus's ears.

Eros turned his head in surprise to see a man wearing the same military assault armor as him, his hands trembling.

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But when Ellus asked, he realized that this scared enough creature was actually a player—it was the first time he had seen such a timid player.

Although there is a 25% upper limit of pain perception in the game, it is not too scary to be afraid of this, right?

"What's your name?"

After watching the battle situation for a while, and finding that it would take at least ten minutes for the infantry of the Crimson Federation to rush over, Erous decided to communicate with this 'recruit' first.

"Warren Buffett..." The recruit looked at him, hesitated, and continued, "Buffett Andy Rose"

He said his full name in the game. Makes Ayrus laugh again.

This is another person who has already brought himself into the game - just like him.

"I'm Eroth Dedafil, fortunately, brother," he said, holding out his hand and shaking hands with the surprised Assault Soldier who heard his name.

"You, you, you..." The Assaulter's eyes immediately widened, "You're the Eagle of Dadffil?"

"If it's fake, but if you want to sign it, you don't"

With a wicked smile, Ellus nodded.

He understands Buffett's reaction very well - this is the same as when he first entered the game, he admired the third martial arts master of the White Eagle Kingdom with outstanding martial arts.

-- People will have a sense of admiration for their leaders, and when you are in front of them, you will feel excited, and it has nothing to do with whether you praise them behind your back or scold them.

He had such a time before he reached this height. But that changed a few months ago, when he managed to kill the Crimson Federation's Marine Commander on the battlefield, surpassing him in terms of combat power.

It's not that you become arrogant - it's that after standing higher, your perspective is different.

Eroth couldn't help but feel a little amused when he thought back to that time.

At that time, I probably didn't expect that I would have such a day, right?

"Just remember a little bit when the crimson crumbs rush up in a moment - well, how many times have you died before this?" As a rule of thumb, with about five minutes left, Eroth began to check his gear in turn.

First, the triple combat cannon under the armor plate of his left arm, Irus opened it three times from under the armor plate, and nodded with satisfaction after detecting that it was correct.

"Alas, haven't died yet"

The recruit was stunned for a moment, then blushed as if it were a shameful thing.

Even Eroth was stunned for a moment.

He glanced at the power armor on the recruit's body—the heavy armor was covered in scratches, and it didn't look like it was the first time he went to battle, and he had never heard of the Kingdom Army handing out old goods to recruits.

"And what's going on, your armor?" Ellus asked directly, and when he heard his conversation, several other assault soldiers who were sitting not far away were also interested in bending over and leaning aside.

The recruit's face turned even redder, and he seemed nervous from being surrounded by everyone, but he didn't let it stop him from saying, "This is what my brother gave me"

"Your brother?"

"Yes, my brother"

Arous couldn't help but be intrigued, so while checking the spear gun projectile on his right shoulder, he asked, "Tell me more about it, are the brothers in battle?"

Here, perhaps, it should be said that-

It's a little different from the games that have appeared in the past.

This game, called 'Warning Flag', is not an ordinary private property, but a real government game.

It has been 300 years since mankind entered the cosmic age, and with the extreme development of machinery, mankind has basically realized the so-called 'production socialism'.

But the problem is that although the productive forces have made people out of production, the problem of war that mankind needs to face has also become more prominent.

Aliens, although it sounds like a bad folklore of the old days, but when humanity stepped out of the solar system, the problem of war was already imminent.

So, how can we cultivate the minimum quality of soldiers? At least let citizens have basic combat qualities when they join the army?

The answer is such a ridiculous thing - realistic games.

But judging from the current effect, it is surprisingly good.

Although the appearance and the narrative in the story are magical products, all the equipment in the cockpit is the cockpit of the military's fighting machine.

The battleship directly uses the battleship's stance system, the sniper uses the smart scope, and even the magician's spell casting interface is applied to the military software of the artillery non-commissioned officer and the staff officer of the military division.

As for the assaults? well--that's not to mention.

The assault soldiers wearing magic power armor can be turned into regular soldiers as long as they change into military equipment, and they don't even need any adaptation training...

However, this also poses a problem.

-- In this day and age, the people who play this game are basically military reserves.

However, it has been clearly stated in the conscription regulations that 'there is only one person in the family to join the army, and it is forbidden for brothers to join the army'.

So what's going on with this kid's brother, and him?

Elous looked at the kid in front of him, although he can enter this game without being a reserve, but, looking at his appearance, it doesn't look like he will run into it and suffer by himself?

Forcing the pain to feel 25 percent, although this is not so devastating, it is definitely not comfortable.

"When did the army even allow this kind of thing?, or did you and not your brother join the army?" said one of the veterans, who had just come over for a while, also said with interest.

Eroth glanced at him and saw that it was someone he knew.

The guy who has two scars on his face and just doesn't erase them to show his fierceness is the famous 'mad bear' on the northern front, and he is a guy who doesn't want to die in battle. Although he is also quite high in terms of kill score, the irony is that this guy is very low in the military rankings.

-- Equipped with the best 'Storm Wall' shield designed based on the real-life inert energy shield, but able to die more than a hundred times on the battlefield in the Northland, it's a joke in reality.

"No, it's not like that, it's just that my brother is dead, ah, yes, I'm an adopted son, and my brother is my brother's own brother," the recruit explained in a hurry, and as soon as he finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

Already dead in battle?

Everyone looked at each other, and there was kinship in their eyes.

- Although there is no shortage of veterans in this trench, a game is a game, and before you really adapt to the first war, no matter how well you do it in the virtual world, you will still be apprehensive about the galactic battlefield a few light years away.

yes, who knows what will be posted.

But by this time, the time had come.

Arous cheered up and stood up, and from behind, he could already faintly hear the roar of his own magic guide soldiers.

"All assaults ready!!counter-impact!!counter-impact!!

The Commander's roar was heard in the headset, and Ellus shouted and stood up. Forcibly pull up morale.

"Men who are ready to !! White Eagle!! let the crimson guys see our enlightenment!!"

His roar echoed across the battlefield, with built-in communicators echoing at the forefront.

Countless assault soldiers sprung up from the trenches, shouting at the storm shield and power hammer.

Not to be outdone, the assault soldiers who consciously followed his footsteps rushed forward.

On the opposite side of them, a few hundred meters away, the ordinary infantry and enemy assaults who had come over lined up in an array of skirmishers, the crimson people's favorite, and attacked like a tide. The crimson sea is reminiscent of a sea of blood, or a fire.

The recruits beside Eroth couldn't help but shudder.

It was the first time he had seen such a situation, and he couldn't help but shudder.

At this moment, he forgot that this was just a game, that he would not really die here, and even, he almost forgot that he was a proud assault soldier.

He just wanted to back away and hide in a safe place, as far away from here as possible.

Artillery fire bombarded the surroundings, kicking up large chunks of earth and rocks. The battlefield interfered with by the jammers was chaotic, and all non-direct-aiming weapons were useless, but if one shell hit the target by luck, it would be a bloody storm.

- This is far more cruel than reality, at least, being hit by the alien annihilation cannon, it is instantaneous and painless. And here, the effect specially designated by the military is a brutal rain of blood.

The recruit was even more frightened, and he wanted to run, but at the moment when his footsteps stopped, an arm of steel grabbed him.

The recruit looked up, and the sight was at Elus, who had already put on his helmet, the only eye that showed out—it was a pair of eyes full of determination and encouragement, which raised courage.

"Follow me!!"

Eros shouted, pressing the recruit's shoulders tightly.

The recruit looked at him stunned, just like that, for three full seconds, and then, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he looked panicked.

Although there was still crying in his words, although there was still a fear of the sea of blood buried deep in his heart, he finally nodded half-crying, "Hmm!!"

"Hah!!" Eroth took him and continued on his way.

When the veterans saw this, they laughed and celebrated.

"Haha!! long live the assault soldiers!!"

They shouted loudly, and the loud sound was like a noisy symphony on the chaotic battlefield, accompanied by enemy artillery fire.

They celebrate the addition of another brother to the family of assaults, and the addition of a warrior on the battlefield who can be trusted to the back - even if he is only a future warrior!!

"Forward !!"

"Long live !!"

The torrent of steel rolls forward and never stops.