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Under the scorching heat of fire and steel, a human life is worth less than a blade of grass!

It was too tragic.

There are too many people.

Gao Chi stood silently in the ruins for a while, then looked down at the second lieutenant rank on Peter's chest.

He earned this rank after serving as a soldier for more than ten consecutive terms.

Thomas, George, James...

He didn't even remember some of the names!

"Just now I thought that if someone died, I could just find another character to continue. Looking back now, you can indeed switch characters in the game, but these people on this beach... they're gone forever."

Seeing this, the comments in the live stream gradually thinned out.

[It's so oppressive... The depiction of the battlefield is absolutely stunning.]

Watching the character you controlled turn into a corpse on the ground... that feeling is truly indescribable.

I was wrong. I shouldn't have laughed at the streamer for feeding kills. Because in real battles, most people die like that, pointlessly.

Stop delivering them, do something else first.

I was finding the idea of ​​death and rebirth quite interesting just now, but looking back now it feels a bit unsettling.

Gao Chi did not stay there any longer.

The farm's resistance has ended, and the surviving troops are retreating towards the beach.

Although Peter's rank was higher than most of the soldiers around him, he had no direct subordinates and no new orders, so he could only follow the retreating troops back to the rear.

The closer you get to the beach, the more wounded people you'll find on the road.

Some people can still walk on their own, but their shoulders or arms are wrapped in bandages.

Some people needed two soldiers to help them up, and they would stop to catch their breath every few steps. Others lay on makeshift stretchers made of door panels and canvas, barely able to even groan.

The road soon came to a stop at a fork in the road.

A medical officer stood by the roadside, his voice already hoarse from shouting.

As he examined the wounded who had been brought in, he kept pointing to three different roads.

"If you can still walk normally, walk on the left!"

"Those who need treatment and have a chance to continue evacuation should take the middle route!"

"Move those with severe injuries to the right!"

Several soldiers were helping to maintain order, but the number of wounded was increasing.

As Peter approached, the medical officer noticed the second lieutenant rank on his chest.

The other person strode over, shoved a blood-stained wounded soldier record into Peter's hand, and pointed to the most congested side road.

"Lieutenant, could you help bring a few men to maintain order here?"

"Yo!"

"So being a second lieutenant comes with these kinds of benefits."

"I don't even need to look for a job; jobs come to me on their own."

"I still have these few people under my management, so the advantage is on my side!"

The comments section immediately regained some of its energy.

[Congratulations to the streamer, you were just promoted to second lieutenant and then drafted.]

That's how leaders are; even if they're just passing by, they still have to take some responsibility.

The platform has detected that you have become a site owner and is automatically assigning you large group-buying orders.

Gao Chi rubbed his face and cheered himself up.

Since fighting wars is a high-risk endeavor, let's go back to our old profession first.

Delivery!

He was indeed familiar with the scene before him.

When delivering food, there are often long queues at shopping malls for pickup. It's as simple as having people walk on one side for dine-in customers and another for delivery riders.

Gao Chi controlled Peter to stand in the middle of the fork in the road and pointed to the road on the left.

"Okay, leave this to me."

"I'll show you what true professionalism is today!"

"You guys were too slow in sorting things out, and you didn't get to the important points. Let me do it. I'm young, and I have a lot of work to do!"

He pointed to the left, allowing the lightly wounded soldiers to pass on their own.

A soldier with a bleeding forehead who could still walk normally tried to squeeze into the middle. Gao Chi, controlling his character, blocked the way and pointed to the left. The soldier hesitated for a moment, then could only cover his wound and follow the team in front.

Next up is a stretcher.

The wounded soldier above had been shot in the abdomen but was still conscious. After a brief examination by the medics, he was immediately moved to the medical area in the middle.

Gao Chi continued to give directions.

For minor injuries, walk on the left.

Those who can be saved should go to the middle.

Those who are seriously injured should go to the right.

People passed by him in droves.

Gao Chi felt he had finally found the right track for himself.

"Isn't this much better than getting shot on the farm? This is strategic planning, overall command, and saving the world!"

The viewers in the live chat also breathed a sigh of relief.

[The anchor has finally found her niche; this job is a perfect fit for her.]

[This is a great mission! I don't have to die, and I can even save people. What a good deed!]

This game does have some conscience; it knows to give players some healing and supportive tasks.

However, this relaxed atmosphere only lasted for a short while.

At first, he was only concerned with whether the wounded could still walk or which way the medical staff pointed. Gradually, Gao Chi discovered a strange problem.

Those who walk on the left will follow the road back to the beach and continue waiting to board the boat.

Those being transported to the middle section will enter several tents covered with white cloth, where doctors and nurses are constantly busy.

Only the right side was unusually quiet.

There was only a low wall that had collapsed from the bombing, a few military blankets on the ground, no doctors running around, and no medicines or surgical instruments in sight.

The people who were brought there would be neatly placed on stretchers against the wall; some were still awake, while others were already motionless.

It was only then that Gao Chi finally understood.

Those walking normally go to the left because they can board the boat on their own.

Those who can be saved should walk in the middle, because the doctors will do their best to save their lives.

The seriously injured were moved to the right because they had run out of doctors and medicine.

Sending them to the right side means letting them wait here quietly.

Gao Chi stood at the intersection, not continuing to operate for a long time.

"So that's what battlefield splitting means..."

"Aren't these people just abandoned...?"

"Tell me, what is the meaning of life?"

He originally thought he was just helping to clear the road, but every time he raised his hand, it was a choice he made for others!

This war requires someone to stay behind and hold off the enemy; with so many wounded, someone must be abandoned.

Officers have the opportunity to see more, but they also have to deal with more things they don't want to face.

Gao Chi looked back at the crowd waiting to be diverted. More stretchers were being carried over in the distance, and the time in the upper left corner was still decreasing rapidly.

He felt he had only just begun to love a job, yet he was forced to criticize it all.

That's life; whenever he tries to do something good, retribution comes his way!

"Sigh... people always die in war, but this is just too cruel!"

"Some people are alive, but they are already dead..."

[Some people died, but the streamer just created a new account and kept feeding!]

My heart aches for the streamer...

Seeing the comments on the live stream, Gao Chi couldn't hold back his serious expression any longer.

"No, I'm using this for sublimation!"

"Can't you wait a little while? I've just gotten into the mood."

"Don't you understand? Every time I show mercy, I'm oppressing myself!"

"And please don't feel sorry for me! I've been delivering food since I was 14, I've seen it all!"

He was about to say a few more words when a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from afar.

A flare slowly rose into the sky.

A pale light shone down from the sky, illuminating the beach in a white glow, followed immediately by a burst of gunfire in the distance.

The sky had darkened without us even noticing.

Gao Chi looked towards the upper left corner.

The first day in the game is almost over.