My Global War Game

Chapter 2 Fire! Fire! Fire!

"What did you say?"

"My entire battalion has lost contact?"

"The radio's on, but nobody's talking?"

At the Red Force's command post during the military exercise, the commander-in-chief stared at the communications officer with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Yes, Brigade Commander..."

The messenger avoided eye contact and nodded.

"That's impossible!"

"So many communication devices, and not a single one can get through?"

The chief of staff next to him adjusted his glasses and frowned.

"What are the coordinates?"

"Are you sure? Don't tell me the satellite positioning is also out of service."

The messenger quickly shook his head.

No, not at all.

"However, their coordinates haven't changed since seven minutes ago."

"Still stuck in the same spot, right here."

The correspondent pointed to the coordinates on the map.

"Ring ring~"

Suddenly, a rapid ringing of a bell rang, startling the brigade commander.

This phone wasn't for combat command; it was a communications phone for the military exercise directing department.

"Feed? I am Liu Zhisheng."

"What's wrong, sir?"

The brigade commander picked up the phone, his expression gradually becoming more and more astonished.

"What? Everyone's asleep?"

"Did the Blues see it with their own eyes?"

"Was it seen by a drone, not with your own eyes?"

"Okay, I'll get ready right away."

After he finished speaking, he slammed the phone down.

The political commissar next to him quickly asked:

"Is everyone asleep?"

"How is that possible?"

"What did command say?"

Brigade Commander Liu Zhisheng said quickly as he put on his coat:

"I don't know."

"Tell me what the Blue Army's drone saw."

"Exercise suspended, let's go."

"We need to take a helicopter to this coordinate."

"Let's see what's going on!"

The people in the command center exchanged glances, then walked towards the door, where the helicopter was ready.

A dozen minutes later.

When the helicopter landed, several other helicopters were already parked nearby, which, judging from their markings, belonged to the Blue Team, and they were even closer.

"What's going on?"

Brigade Commander Liu Zhisheng jumped out of the helicopter and ran all the way.

"It looks like she's asleep."

Our doctors also conducted an examination.

"It's almost certain that the equipment is asleep."

"But the problem is that current conventional methods cannot awaken it."

"Because the situation is quite special, we didn't dare move anyone else; they're all still in the car."

At this moment, everyone in the battalion command vehicle had been lifted to the ground. They were equipped with various instruments such as electrocardiogram, electroencephalogram, and vital sign monitoring devices, and medical personnel were busy around them.

The speaker was Song Yixin, the commander-in-chief of the Blue Team.

Meanwhile, many of the directors were also present, their expressions unusually solemn.

"How is that possible?"

"Is everyone asleep? And we can't wake them up?"

"Have you encountered a ghost?"

Brigade Commander Liu Zhisheng squatted down and patted Battalion Commander Chen Xiaogang's cheek. The other man seemed to have no reaction, and Liu's expression became increasingly unpleasant.

Is it possible?

"Are they some secret weapons of foreign militaries?"

Suddenly, one of the leaders frowned, while the other shook his head slightly:

"That shouldn't be possible, right?"

"We have been monitoring this entire area."

"No surprises."

"If someone really did create something like this."

"Then they could completely take over the world."

Just as everyone was discussing this, a young military officer suddenly stumbled over, holding a cell phone in his hand.

"Commanders! Commanders! We have news!"

"This is outrageous! This is insane! This is unbelievable!"

His voice instantly drew the attention of everyone present.

"What's wrong?"

Commander Wang Chuan, the head of the directing department, frowned.

"Look! Commanders, look!"

"Suddenly, a live streaming room appeared on many online live streaming platforms around the world."

The title should be: "Welcome to the Fourth Scourge Legion! You might just be the hero who saves the world!"

"And the content! The content is them!"

"It's like they've traveled to the future, to Nevada in 2032!"

"I saw in the comments that a mysterious creature appeared over there."

"It can even parasitize humans!"

"It seems we need to prepare for battle now."

The young officer, panting heavily, handed over his phone.

Sure enough, the footage showed the entire unit in a deep sleep, but in the video, they were fully equipped and had already adjusted to a defensive formation.

"How is this possible?"

"My God!"

"Even aliens aren't all that great, are they?"

"The United States, Nevada? A consciousness transmigration? But fully equipped?"

"I mean, could this really be the future?"

Just as the officers were staring in amazement at their phone screens, Commander Wang Chuan, the chief of staff, suddenly asked:

What does "the Fourth Calamity" mean?

The young officer, who had recovered, quickly explained:

"Chief" is a popular internet slang term.

"It refers to bringing real people into another world and having them act as players in that game world."

"But they each have their own ideas, and they'll cause all sorts of things."

Instantly, Commander Wang Chuan, the person in charge, frowned.

"Is that so?"

"Has our entire battalion been recruited to be players?"

"Is the goal to fight monsters and save the world?"

"So, when the game ends, our soldiers will wake up, is that how I understand it?"

Faced with this question, the young officer hesitated. In this bizarre situation, how could he dare to say anything certain?

"Oh, so theoretically it should be, right?"

"Find us a bigger screen and turn on this live stream."

"I'd like to see what happens in the end."

Commander Wang Chuan seemed to understand his expression, first giving this instruction, and then adding:

"By the way, write down the details of this matter in a document."

"Send this to the Ministry of National Defense immediately."

The young officer then nodded and left.

Meanwhile, a small screen was erected on the wasteland, and a group of leaders began to watch.

......

On the screen, the battle is about to begin.

"My God!"

Battalion Commander Chen Xiaogang looked at the dark mass on the horizon and the flying objects in the sky that resembled dark clouds, and couldn't help but marvel.

At this moment, the soldiers' tension was palpable.

The air was filled with piercing roars, the sound of carapaces rubbing together, the sound of elytra vibrating, the sound of limbs striking the ground, the roar of armored machinery, and the sonic booms of fighter jets.

"It seems we can't go back."

Instructor Xu Jie appeared very calm as he spoke while holding his binoculars.

It can be seen from his field of vision.

The monsters looked like a fusion of many arthropods. The leaders were huge, with some over ten meters tall. They resembled giant crayfish with their upper bodies upright, running wildly with three pairs of legs. Their upper shells and plates reflected a unique luster in the sunlight, and a bunch of large claws, like arms, waved with their movements, making the whole earth seem to tremble.

Besides these, there are other monsters with different shapes, but without exception they are all extremely ferocious, like killing machines.

Among these monsters were also many human-machine hybrids.

Those that can be identified with the naked eye include M1A2 tanks, M2 infantry fighting vehicles, Humvees, and Apache helicopters that fly at an altitude of only a few dozen meters.

As for the users of these military equipment, they were all American soldiers.

You can vaguely see a strangely shaped insect parasitizing the back of their necks.

"Brothers, you've all seen it, we probably can't go back."

"But no matter what, the brave will prevail when paths cross."

"If this world has a future, we will definitely be a significant part of it."

"Though times and spaces may differ, our great motherland remains the same!"

"Today, let the country and people of this time and space see."

"No matter how time changes, the spirit of the Chinese soldiers will never change!"

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

With a roar from Battalion Commander Chen Xiaogang, the 120mm mortar-howitzer roared to life!