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Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign

Chapter 145 - 125 Immersive ’Modern History of the Republic’ (6.2k Two-in-One)_2

Author: Black-hearted Little C
updatedAt: 2025-07-03

CHAPTER 145: CHAPTER 125 IMMERSIVE ’MODERN HISTORY OF THE REPUBLIC’ (6.2K TWO-IN-ONE)_2

During the six-hour battle, there were multiple assaults on the Songbone Peak position.

It wasn’t until reinforcements arrived and completed the encirclement that the systematic destruction of the United States Ninth Regiment was achieved. Perhaps due to the passage of time, the Republic volunteer army soldiers who eliminated the United States Ninth Regiment were unaware of this part of history.

But at this moment, Shen Yan and others witnessed this piece of history firsthand, leaving them in a temporary daze.

The United States Ninth Regiment that plundered freely in the Purple Forbidden City of the Republic 50 years ago.

years later, they were systematically defeated on the Songbone Peak by the Republic volunteer army soldiers, even the regimental flag was captured.

Is this... retribution?

The scenes of rampant looting in the Purple Forbidden City, with the smoke of war rising everywhere, made bystanders like Shen Yan and others frown involuntarily. It was utter devastation.

The scene suddenly shifted, and Shen Yan and others were scattered.

The next second.

Shen Yan found himself inside the Purple Forbidden City.

Everywhere was filled with smoke and fire, and he had become an observer, unable to control his body, but could clearly see everything the inhabited perspective saw.

Everywhere there were people wearing red scarves, both old and young.

Facing the guns and artillery of the Federation soldiers like the US, UK, and France, they shouted ’Divine Power Protection’ and charged fearlessly.

Wave after wave....

Looking at the people falling en masse, there wasn’t a hint of fear in the eyes of those around, still rushing towards the foreigners, cursing ’foreign devils’ as they died in the charge.

Shen Yan was stunned.

For a moment, he was bewildered, ’Divine Power Protection’?

What is that?

Is there some mysterious power in this world?

But seeing so many people falling in masses, Shen Yan immediately dismissed the idea, if such a thing existed, so many people wouldn’t die.

What are they doing this for?

How could anyone believe there’s something like Divine Power Protection? Were they brainwashed?

Suddenly.

Those people wearing red scarves that Shen Yan saw began to have small captions appear beside them with names and identities...

But most of them were... farmers, vendors.

The next second.

Shen Yan found himself on a ship, contrasting sharply with the ancient capital scene earlier. His perspective was attached to a person.

In his field of view, a man beside him sighed and said:

"What’s the use of transporting these hundreds of rifles?"

"Do you really think such things can save China?"

The man Shen Yan inhabited spoke resolutely:

"Hundreds aren’t enough, then I’ll transport thousands, tens of thousands."

"Our nation is enduring suffering."

"How could I stand by, industrial salvation, I believe one day."

"Our country will become the strongest nation."

Then the perspective slowly turned towards the diminishing port of the United States of America.

Shen Yan seemed to feel the determination of the person he inhabited, is this... a businessman?

The scene abruptly switched.

It became an indoor room.

The perspective Shen Yan inhabited sat across from a man in official robes, with a long pigtail. The perspective sneered and spoke:

"Have you read ’The Theory of Evolution’?"

"The survival of the fittest."

"Which of the world’s powers today wasn’t strengthened through revolution?"

"How can China not consider revolution?"

The man in official robes retorted:

"National affairs are not for you young people to concern..."

The perspective Shen Yan inhabited interrupted him:

"Mr. Sun Wen once said."

"China’s weakness has become irreparable today."

"The royal family, noble officials, are complacent and full of pretense!!!"

"And what about the common people?"

"All ignorant and seeking a miserable existence, my noble Huaxia is despised among nations, belittled by foreign races!"

"How can China not consider revolution?!"

The sound of Shen Yan’s inhabited perspective echoed in the interrogation room.

This is... a precursor.

The scene shifted once more.

Back to the Purple Forbidden City, but it had changed significantly, as if many years had passed.

The perspective Shen Yan inhabited was that of a student, squeezed among the crowd, watching the students on the podium shouting hoarsely:

"The nation is in peril! Every man has a responsibility!!!"

In an instant.

Shen Yan felt goosebumps rise.

The inhabited perspective excitedly shouted:

"Blood for blood! Tooth for tooth!!!"

Swoosh!

Suddenly they appeared in a square, similarly surrounded by gathered students, in the distance were policemen and soldiers with rifles, the perspective Shen Yan inhabited stood among the students and suddenly someone raised an arm and shouted:

"Classmates!"

The perspective Shen Yan was inhabiting fell silent, a student spoke resolutely:

"Tan Sitong said! Every nation’s reform comes with sacrifices!"

"Today’s reform in China! Blood and sacrifice!"

"It starts with us!!!"

"Charge forward!!!"

Then leading the charge towards the police and soldiers opposite, Shen Yan’s mind went blank, and the surrounding students shouted ’Return Qingdao to us’ ’Give us back our sovereignty’.

In such fervor, he couldn’t help being swept along with the intense emotions.

This is... a student.

The scene shifted once more to inside a house.

The man Shen Yan inhabited inquired of the man opposite:

"What method should I use to use the least cost to sink the Kaga?"

"I won’t force you, you don’t have to answer."

The man across was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"Only human-machine integration."

"There’s no other way."

After speaking, he gazed directly at the perspective Shen Yan inhabited.

Several pilots beside him suddenly smiled.

"Let me do it."

"No, you just fell in love, let me go."

"I’m older, let me go."

"Captain, let me do it."

They fought for the chance.

The scene shifted abruptly to high altitude, where the pilot who vied for the chance was now flying an aircraft, diving toward a warship below.

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