It is Kokang and Changchun

　"You said."

　"Didn't Squad just get an update featuring the People's Liberation Army a couple of days ago? Too bad I'm not in China and can't bring my squad for an immersive experience.

　So I want to ask my sister to guide these players for me, so that they can experience the PLA while it's still hot. Otherwise, it will be too late when I return."

　Anshan thought for a while and said, "Is that so... um... okay, I'll help you take care of it."

　Some FPS games with large battlefields are often used by the army for scene simulation training, such as the early "Battlefield 2", the official "Glory Mission", and the super hardcore "Arma 3".

　So, Anshan also played some FPS games. She didn't play as many as Changchun, but her level was decent, not a complete novice.

　Anshan left home and went to Changchun's home across the street. He walked into the room in Changchun that had not been touched for more than a month, sat in front of the computer desk, and pressed the power button on the host.

　The computer host hummed and the computer case

　The RGB lights of the motherboard, radiator, graphics card, and memory stick burst into brilliant colors.

　After more than ten seconds, the desktop appeared. The wallpaper was a handwritten ACG board drawing that Lian Ki gave to Changchun last year - a family portrait of the Anshan class, from left to right: Anshan, Fushun, Changchun and Taiyuan.

　Anshan opened QQ, entered the password given by Changchun, logged in, and opened the team group that Changchun mentioned.

　[Four Seasons Changchun]: "Hello, comrades."

　Anshan said hello in the group chat and prepared to continue typing. Before he had even typed a few words, the group chat suddenly became lively, like water in a frying pan.

　[Starfish on Changchun's Leg]: "Fuck, the missing person has returned! Changchun-chan, we missed you so much!

　[381 Gun Fires Torpedo]: "Your training camp was long enough, but it's good to be back. Get ready for a big fight! We're always ready!"

　[Elegant Bloom, Ink-dyed Cherry Blossoms]: "Welcome back, Little Changchun! It would be a shame if we didn't use the People's Liberation Army to give NATO a good beating this time."

　[Yi Yi Yi Ba Yi Ling]: "Yes, Comrade Changchun, this large-scale hardcore FPS game is perfect for your field. It would be unfair if a professional player led the team but didn't win!"

　[I'll give you shrinking fluid]: "Although, isn't Changchun-chan a navy officer?"

　[Sarachou's victory]: "So what's wrong with the navy? Think about their origins. A Red Navy that can't fight on land, can it still be called a Red Navy? (dog head)"

　……

　Anshan saw that there were a lot of messages and didn't want to make a serious self-introduction or explain the situation, otherwise the comments would be overwhelming; so Anshan just said something simple.

　[Four Seasons Changchun]: "Um... comrades, actually I'm from Anshan. Changchun has been very busy lately, so I'm filling in for her."

　After this statement was made, the group fell silent for a moment, and then became excited again. Everyone expressed their warm welcome to Anshan and said that it would be even better if they could have time to be together someday.

　Anshan asked, "Currently, our team only has twenty people. The tactical team is 50v50. If one side is fully staffed, it's equivalent to a reinforced platoon. In other words, when the server opens, there will be a large number of new recruits squeezed in."

　[Yuzhong, I'll give you some shrinking fluid]: "That's right, so when the server opens later, the key to the battle will still depend on the twenty heroes in our group."

　Anshan was silent for a while, then said, "Okay, let's do this for now. We'll see how the battlefield develops later."

　[Yuzhong, I'll give you some shrinking fluid]: "Okay, I'm going to open the server now."

　After the server owner sent the last message before the server was opened, he opened the game server. Anshan also put on the headset, started the game, opened the server list, and was ready to join the server at any time.

　"Wait a minute? Is the enemy the United States? Is it the Marines or the Army?" Anshan frowned. If the enemy was Britain, Australia, Canada, etc., it would be okay, but if it was the United States, it would still be a problem.

　[Yuzhong, I'll give you a fucking collapse fluid]: "Ma Run is poorly equipped. This is the US Army. If you want to fight, fight the strongest faction."

　Anshan pondered, "The US Army, judging by its equipment, is a tough nut to crack... Let's start with a warm-up round, and then officially start the battle when more people are around."

　After half an hour, more and more people joined the server. The server owner thought it was about time and decided to change the map as the official start of the fight.

　After the loading screen ended, everyone on the server rushed to the PLA camp and created their own squad. As for those who couldn't get it, they could only go to the opposite US camp.

　Anshan selected the squad leader class in the deployment interface, then created a squad, and then clicked the "Volunteer" button in the yellow bar at the top of the squad list to serve as the camp commander.

　"The commander has entered the command position, and the command information system has been established..."

　Anshan called over the Command Channel, "Hello, hello, teams, I receive your reply. Over."

　"Got it! We can hear you!" This was the response from the team members, mixed in with the responses from the passers-by team.

　Before he finished speaking, he heard a cry of surprise: "Wait a minute, why does the commander's voice sound so much like Keqing?"

　"Is there a possibility that we met the voice actor (Xie Ying) herself?"

　"Impossible. There aren't any female players in this game. They either use voice changers or voice packs. It's so rare to see them."

　Before Anshan could reply, a member of the team shouted, "Fuck you, get out of here, this is Anshan."

　"Holy crap!" The channel instantly erupted in excitement. Another player said happily, "Alright, this is a sure thing. With real soldiers leading the team, there's no reason to lose!"

　Passersby in the camp channel were bustling with activity.

　Anshan then spoke slowly, saying, "Comrades, I understand your love for me. But sometimes, you need to control your emotions a little.

　Being too excited in the channel not only makes you look disorganized and undisciplined, but it's also bad for everyone's hearing, right? So, I'm asking you guys, do you want to win?

　I don’t know if it’s because of Anshan’s strong organizational ability or the inherent charm of the ship girls themselves, but the channel that was messy just now has gradually become orderly.

　"I want to!" x49

　Anshan spoke in a tone full of military style. "Well, comrades, we are guests. Our meeting here today is also a kind of fate. If you want to win, then from now on, you must follow my command. Any objection?"

　"No!" x49

　"Report to Comrade Anshan!" a team member spoke.

　"speak!"

　"Can you play some music?"

　"What music?"

　"Volunteer Army Battle Song!"

　"approve!"

　Immediately afterwards, a familiar American song sounded in the game, adding icing on the cake to the already immersive atmosphere.

　Against the backdrop of a pulsating background music, Anshan delivered a pre-battle mobilization speech, her voice stirring and inspiring every soldier present. "Comrades, the time has come for the Party and the people to test us! We must, at all costs, completely and thoroughly eliminate the American imperialists! Do you have the confidence?"

　"Yes!" Every player in the channel was full of murderous intent.

　Anshan then gave the lecture, "Seventy years ago, due to our national strength, we could only stop at the 38th parallel. But today, we have unprecedented favorable conditions, almost comparable to those of the United States. Everyone, what should we do?"

　"Down with the American Empire! Kill! Kill! Kill!" x49

　"Very good, this is exactly what we want!" Anshan was very satisfied with their attitude.

　"Attention everyone! Soldiers, obey the squad leader's orders! Squad leaders, obey the commander's orders! Everyone, get in the car!"

　As soon as the words fell, all the players ran in an orderly manner to the FAW Jiefang MV3 trucks, Mengshi off-road vehicles, 08 wheeled infantry fighting vehicles, 04A infantry fighting vehicles, 99A tanks, Z-8G and other vehicles, drove out of the main base and rushed to the front line.

　On the way, a team member said to his comrades: "I think the pre-battle speech in Anshan is much more exciting than that in Changchun."

　"Of course not. My sister's dignity is evident in her voice and timbre..."

　This game was very intense because there were many veteran players in the US military. Anshan even went to the front line to command the battle.

　As a serious soldier, Anshan has more real-life tactical knowledge and experience than game players, which he applies in the game.

　Therefore, after both sides used up some simple and easily detectable tactics in the early stages of the game, the balance of the battle situation gradually tilted towards the People's Liberation Army.

　Finally, with joint efforts, the US military won a small victory of 33-0.

　33-0 means that in the current game, the PLA has 33 votes (which can be understood as reinforcements) left, and the US military has used up all its votes.

　After the battle, everyone in the QQ group was excited about the victory they had won after the fierce battle.

　"Comrade Anshan, your command is brilliant! Next time, bring Changchun, Fushun, and Taiyuan into the fight."

　"The Four Heavenly Kings join forces to sweep across Europe and America and revitalize China!"

　"Good! Good poem, good poem!"

　Anshan held his forehead with his hand and smiled. "Comrades, we also have to consider the gaming experience of the opposing players..."

　Chapter 231: There is never a battlefield without casualties

　The individual combat capability of the ship girls is very impressive, but that doesn’t mean they are impregnable and indestructible.

　Especially destroyer ships; the hull and armor of this type of ship are very weak and cannot defend against direct fire from large-caliber machine guns and artillery bombardment.

　Large-caliber machine guns can penetrate, but the actual damage they cause is not impressive. For a warship, even if a bullet penetrates the hull, it feels like a human being receiving an IV drip.

　The problem is, an IV drip only works once, but machine gun bullets fire continuously. Imagine if someone were to poke your skin repeatedly with the tip of an IV drip. It would definitely not be pleasant.

　Therefore, in order to avoid unnecessary injuries and pain, destroyer ship girls are more cautious and tactical than any other ship type during combat, rather than just charging straight ahead like heavily armored battleships.

　Because of this, destroyer girls are mostly active in guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines with lower intensity, or providing artillery support and regional air defense in the rear.

　The Red Army's destroyer girls' guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines effectively attacked the White Army's transportation and supply lines.

　But the White Army is not a fool who will only be beaten unilaterally. The greater the damage caused by the ship girls to the White Army, the more crazy the White Army will try to find ways to annihilate the ship girls.

　The White Army tried to change its tactics against the ship girls and launched a large-scale campaign to clear out the destroyer girls in the rear, focusing on clearing out the Red Army ship girls around the supply lines along the Black Sea.

　During this operation, Minsk (Type 38 destroyer) accidentally fell into the White Army's trap and was discovered by the White Army's drone, and was then covered by the White Army's Seahorse and Hayes firepower, resulting in severe damage.

　Fortunately, Minsk was not acting alone at the time. They bravely rescued the severely damaged Minsk and asked for help from the Black Sea Fleet headquarters.

　Mercury Memorial received the distress signal and immediately made deployments and issued relevant instructions.

　Because the Kanmusu was so important, Mercury Memorial was very excited. "If Comrade Minsk and Daring don't come back, you'll all go to the labor camp!"

　"Comrade Minsk, are you okay? Cheer up!" On the Black Sea, Danda, who had just escaped from the pursuit of the White Army, dragged his slightly injured body and brought out the blood-covered Minsk.

　Minsk clenched his teeth, his eyes glazed over, and he seemed slightly disoriented. "Brave... Comrade, I... feel... a little strange..."

　"What's wrong? Didn't you just do the emergency treatment?" Danda immediately checked the surface condition of Minsk and found nothing wrong.

　"Isn't it still floating? As long as it's not submerged in water, I can still pull you up."

　Minsk gasped, his expression painful. "Uh...ah"

　Suddenly, Danda noticed that Minsk's body seemed to have changed. "Minsk...you..."

　Minsk's body gradually became vague and transparent.

　"!!!" Danda noticed this change and couldn't help but panic. Although this was the first time Danda had seen such a change, she had a premonition that something bad must be happening in Minsk.

　If compared with the KanColle fan fiction, this is a foreshadowing of the KanColle being seriously injured and in shock, or even about to die.

　"Minsk...no...no! You can't die! Hold on!" Danda burst into tears instantly. She shook Minsk, trying to make her sober and stop Minsk's body from becoming weak.

　However, all the bold actions were in vain. Minsk's body continued to fade and became translucent.

　Minsk used all his strength and murmured to Danda, "I... am tired... let me sleep for a while..."

　"I can't sleep, I can't sleep! What if I can't get up after falling asleep?! Hold on!" Dandan shook Minsk even harder.

　At this time, Minsk's translucent body slowly emitted blue light starting from his feet; in just half a minute, the blue light spread to his entire body.

　"No! No! Don't leave me! You said you would witness the moment of the unification of the Soviet Union and the great rejuvenation of the Soviet Union together!"

　Dare sobbed and hugged Minsk, who had turned into a human-shaped ball of light, tightly, crying uncontrollably.

　The Minsk humanoid ball of light began to expand, so much so that the brave man could no longer hold it and was forced to let it go. He could only watch the changes from the side.

　The shape of the humanoid ball of light expanded and changed, eventually forming the outline of a warship. After the light dissipated, a Type 38 destroyer riddled with holes appeared in front of Danda.

　This severely damaged destroyer has the "Minsk" on its bow indicating its identity.

　The brave girl looked at the destroyer in front of her with a bewildered look. Without saying anything, she rushed forward, patted the Minsk's hull, and cried out.

　"Wuwu... Minsk, if you are still alive, please answer me! I beg you... Wuwuwu." He dared to hope that Minsk was just unable to speak, or had returned to the state before becoming a ship girl, instead of being completely dead.

　It is very dangerous for such a ship to suddenly appear on the edge of enemy-occupied territory. If it is discovered by enemy radar, even the brave girl herself might lose her life.

　Seeing that Minsk hadn't responded, Danda suppressed his sadness. He circled Minsk to check its condition and found that the holes below the waterline were not large and had all been urgently repaired by Minsk before, with no signs of water leakage.

　Seeing this, she came to the bow of the Minsk, followed the anchor that she could just touch with her footstool, put away her ship equipment and climbed onto the deck of the Minsk.

　"No matter what, comrade, even if you really die, I will take you back!"

　She went to the winch on the front deck that controlled the anchor, pushed the lever, and then immediately ran to the anchor chain winch on the other side and repeated the same operation.

　The anchor chain, which had lost its brake, sank into the water under the action of gravity, accompanied by the sound of metal movement. After six or seven seconds, the brave man stopped the winch.

　Then she jumped off the deck and unfolded her ship's gear. She fished out two anchor chains with her hands, then grabbed the left and right anchors with both hands, using the entire anchor as a towing rope. She boldly moved forward with full power, dragging Minsk forward.

　After a while, Danda heard a familiar voice. "Danda... is that you...?" But this voice sounded very much like a loud speaker broadcast.

　"It's me! It's me! Minsk, are you still alive?!" Hearing Minsk's voice, although sounding haggard, Danda was still very excited.