National War of Resistance: Starting the Hell Mode dungeon!
1 I’m Zhang Xueming from the War of Resistance game!

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In the 22nd century, the gradual depletion of resources intensified the confrontation between countries around the world. In order to ease the relationship between each other, countries developed a virtual reality game called the National War of Resistance.

This game had once driven the Blue Planet crazy. Zhang Xueming, a young man from the Blue Planet, had died suddenly after staying up late.

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"Aren't I playing a game? This is…"

Looking at the slightly retro decorations around him and the suit he was wearing, Zhang Xueming was at a loss.

"Second Young Master!"

At this moment, a servant girl came in with water and a towel.

Zhang Xueming turned around in a daze and asked,"Second Young Master, are you calling me?"

The awkward conversation lasted for about ten minutes. Zhang Xueming washed his face hastily and looked at the unfamiliar face in the mirror. It was handsome and full of confidence, with a vitality different from that of a 22nd-century youth.

'Year 20 of the Republic of China, September 15, 1931.'

He couldn't believe that he had transmigrated into the War of the People game and had become a 'passerby NPC' in the past.

This national war game was based on modern history, and September 15th was the start time of the game.

In June 1928, General Feng died and his son Zhang Xiaoliu took over the Northeast Army.

White Mountain and Black Water had once encountered the most critical moment. They were troubled internally and externally, and they were on the verge of collapse.

The bald head of the national team wanted to take over the Northeast Army.

Outside, there were Eastern Japanese ghosts who wanted to use the land outside the pass to launch an invasion that swept across the entire Yan Huang.

This was the best time, but also the worst time.

The good thing was that the game background had not entered a critical moment. Although there was not much time left for Zhang Xueming, there was still some time.

The bad thing was that although Zhang Xueming was the second son of the commander of the Feng Department and graduated from the Berlin Army Military Command College, he did not have any military power in his hands. He was even feared by Zhang Xiaoliu and was constantly monitored.

"No, I can't just wait to die.”

"There are still three days left until the first small explosion in the game background. I have to do something!”

Zhang Xueming's heart was heavy as he looked into the distance.

The first explosive point of the national war of resistance game happened on September 18th. The Japanese army launched a full-scale attack on Shanhaiguan. Three provinces fell, and 30 million people became slaves.

The Northeast Army and the Zhang family fled into the pass like drowning dogs, becoming a laughing stock.

"Warn Big Brother?"

Zhang Xueming shook his head and denied the idea.

Not to mention whether Zhang Xiaoliu would believe him.

Even if Zhang Xiaoliu believed him, why would he make a move?

Zhang Xiaoliu had already been corrupted by the national team's sugar-coated bullets. He did not care about his foundation at all.

"Hey."

Zhang Xueming let out a long sigh.

If it was possible, he wanted to change this opening, or even change the entire background of the game.

But now, he was powerless!

[Ding-dong, adding Goldfinger Plug-in…]

[Ding-dong. Plug-in addition completed. The host has been bound to the God-level check-in system.]”

"God-level check-in system. You can check-in once a day and three times at special locations!”

"Host, do you wish to sign in today?”

A sudden system notification sounded in Zhang Xueming's mind, making him widen his eyes. It turned out that there was a cheat in the game. This was really great.

"System, sign in directly!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for signing into the marshal's residence and obtaining 800 expeditionary soldiers!”

800 Expeditionary Soldiers: M1 Garand, Walter P38 pistol, MP38 submachine gun, MG34 general machine gun, MarkII grenade, GrW36 50mm mortar, M260 mortar.

Zhang Xueming couldn't hold it in anymore after receiving the reward for his first check-in today.

Eight hundred soldiers of the expeditionary army armed to the teeth!

Although the equipment was a little messy, they were all extremely advanced armaments.

With just 800 people, Zhang Xueming dared to compete with at least two full regiments of the Japanese army.

We'll fight them together and win!

What a joke.

On September 18th, the Japanese had only mobilized 10,000 soldiers.

They were the 2nd division and the railway garrison.

Only Zhang Xiaoliu, that idiot, believed the Japanese's nonsense that it was just a military exercise.

With the current military forces around Fengtian City, they could kill the Japanese in a minute.

At the same time, Zhang Xueming understood what he had obtained from his first check-in.

The god-level sign-in system was indeed the strongest.

This was to make him rise again in the game and stand at the top of the world!

Just by signing in at the marshal's residence, he had received 800 armed soldiers from afar.

What if it was a special check-in from the North Camp or the Arsenal?

The future had become even more promising!

"We can't delay any longer."

Zhang Xueming muttered and immediately retrieved,"Summon 800 soldiers."”

Three days was not a long time. Zhang Xueming had to prepare as soon as possible to deal with the Japanese.

In the background of the game, the Japanese invasion of Yan Huang was not a whim. It was a plan that had lasted for nearly a hundred years.

There were many Japanese spies in Fengtian City.

The marshal's residence was definitely a place that was paid attention to.

If he wanted to interfere with the disaster on September 18th, Zhang Xueming would definitely be regarded as a thorn in the Japanese's side.

The earlier these 800-meter soldiers were summoned, the more guaranteed Zhang Xueming's safety would be.

Buzz!

The void buzzed. In the secluded courtyard of the marshal's manor, the eight-hundred-meter-long conscription army condensed from illusion into reality.

"Sir, I am the 1st Battalion Commander, Liu Ren.”

"The 1st Battalion should have 800 people, but they actually have 800 people.”

Facing the 800 soldiers who had murderous eyes and reeked of blood, Zhang Xueming was extremely heroic.

"Not bad, not bad at all!"

Zhang Xueming was in a good mood as he looked at the 800-yard conscription.

With such a powerful army, even if it was only 800 people, he was confident that he could influence the major disaster movie in three days.

The Japanese wanted to invade the entire Yan Huang Empire, starting from Fengtian.

It was simply wishful thinking!

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