My own war game

Chapter 14 Escape

"It's artillery fire! There's an enemy attack! There's an enemy attack!"

"Soldiers! Where are the soldiers?! Gather them together!"

"Oh my god! I can't feel my legs, help!"

All kinds of shouts were heard everywhere in the camp, the shouts of people, the whistling of artillery shells, and the neighing of livestock mixed together. The sound of gunfire came from afar, and it seemed that the enemy was attacking everywhere.

The soldiers were in a panic and many of them rushed out of the barracks naked. Most of them had no weapons, and the grassroots officers were nowhere to be seen.

Among the crowd of people running around in their underwear, He Chi was an outlier. He wore a complete coat with even his belt tied properly. A Browning pistol taken from the officers' dormitory was tucked into his waist, and on his back was the Mauser rifle taken from the Germans. In his arms was a short-handled bayonet.

Since the day he returned to the copy, he slept in this outfit every night.

Opening the laundry room, He Chi took out a few clean clothes. As it was too dark, he stuffed them in without caring whether they were officers or soldiers. Taking out the backpack that he had prepared long ago, He Chi stuffed all the supplies that had been distributed to him into it.

Carefully bypassing the chaotic soldiers, He Chi came outside, leaned against the wall and looked at the noisy crowd. He Chi was a little disoriented for a moment.

He thought of a possibility.

"System, what is my current status?"

"Player: He Chi, Physical condition: Good, Funds held: 2 silver coins, Skills: German L2, French LV2, Pistol Shooting L2 (Disciple), First Aid Medical L2 (Disciple)..."

"Wait, what I mean is what the environment around me is like now? Not what skills I have." He Chi hurriedly interrupted the system's "reporting" behavior.

"Understood. One silver coin. Do you confirm payment?"

"wt? Want money?"

"Correct. Any requests that players wish to make beyond their personal abilities will be charged according to how difficult it is to achieve."

"But one silver coin is too expensive. I only have two."

"In order to meet the needs of players, we need to provide a tactical bird's-eye view within a ten-kilometer range. One silver coin is reasonable."

"System, you really speak like a black-hearted capitalist."

"The system expresses gratitude for the player's anthropomorphic evaluation."

"I'm not praising you!"

After a silent argument with the system, He Chi finally compromised. "System, I need the status of the surrounding battlefields. I can pay one silver coin."

"Received, payment completed, tactical analysis in progress, bird's-eye view function will be maintained for 120 hours..." With the cold machine sound of the system, the coins in He Chi's pocket disappeared, and the countdown on the retina of his right eye was temporarily covered by a set of huge 3D projections.

The red arrows representing the attacking side on the map penetrated the Allied defensive positions like short blades in multiple directions. Several small arrows had already penetrated the junction of the Allied forces. Two of the forces penetrated the front defense line like a pair of pliers and came straight towards He Chi's position. Judging from the speed, they would come into contact with the defenders in about 10 minutes.

Phew~ Fortunately, it should be just a sudden fire attack at the moment, and the enemy's vanguard troops have not yet made contact with this side.

He had to jump out before the other side completely surrounded this place. He Chi ran quickly to the warehouse and came to a locked door. Without thinking, he pulled out the pistol from his waist and fired directly at the door lock.

Bang! Bang! Whoosh!
Sparks flew, the door lock broke, and a ricochet bullet brushed past He Chi's cheek, giving him a big fright.

"Damn it! I should have known not to learn those tricks from the movies!" He Chi muttered as he smashed the broken lock with the short handle of his bayonet and pushed open the door. The rusty door hinges groaned in pain, and the thing inside revealed its dark figure.

A sidecar military motorcycle.

He Chi had been eyeing this car for a long time, just in case of a breakout.

In fact, his original target was the large military truck in the base, but that thing was too large, making it an easy target for attack, and it was also very difficult to drive. The system actually required He Chi to provide a silver coin before it could be driven.

If He Chi spent another silver coin, he would be penniless.

After repeated considerations, He Chi finally chose this light motorcycle. This military product designed by the British BSA company is about the same size as the later "three-wheeled motorcycle" and has a similar feel to operation. It can reach a maximum speed of 80 kilometers per hour, and can even carry a lot of supplies because of the added dump truck design.

It's the perfect weapon for a solo escape.

He Chi got on the motorcycle and started the engine successfully. He threw the supplies behind him into the dump truck and drove the car out of the warehouse.

At this time, the barracks had already begun to be attacked by suppressive fire, and 60mm mortar shells screamed and exploded in different locations. As the rear of the Allied front, there were inexperienced reinforcement troops here, and few of them could organize an effective counterattack when suddenly attacked at night.

He Chi gripped the handlebars tightly and the motorcycle sped away in the opposite direction of the German attack. Explosions rang in his ears from time to time, but He Chi turned a deaf ear to them and just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters, just when the gate of the military camp was in sight, He Chi suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the motorcycle almost flipped over due to excessive inertia.

The road ahead was blocked by a collapsed house, and a slender hand stretched out from under the rubble, with strands of long golden hair in the cracks between the bricks.

There was only one person in the camp with this characteristic, the golden cat who had wasted half an hour of his time today.

In this state, he must be dead, right? He Chi shook his head and prepared to take a detour to leave.

But at this moment, the slender hand moved slightly, and then a faint voice came out, "Please help me... Please help me..."

"This is just a copy. She is just data and has nothing to do with me." He Chi told himself silently in his heart, but his hands did not move. For some reason, the German soldier who had died in front of him appeared in his mind.

Just as He Chi was hesitating, the system's voice came over, "We have found a key figure, Christine Sinniel. After meeting certain conditions, players have a chance to get extra items outside of the dungeon."

Boom! The sound of cannon fire rang out again in the distance, and the clouds in the sky were all dyed red by the cannon fire.

Finally, the motorcycle finally emitted a puff of black smoke and rushed forward. A moment later, a heavy artillery shell hit the rubble again, turning the original ruins into a deep pit.

Inside the pit, an abandoned bag was exposed, with food and water scattered all over the ground.

In the overturned bed of the fleeing motorcycle, Christine, with a red and swollen forehead, was forced to sit inside by He Chi, who was holding her head down.

(End of this chapter)