[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

This grand gathering of hearts and minds

Auspiciousness of homeland

It makes my soul excited

At the heart of the song, you and Blizzard will work together:

Let the east wind blow quietly~

Next came four different voices, combined with singing from different countries.

worldwide, love each other

Traveling thousands of miles connecting hearts as a pulse

Tonight, when all the houses light up

Entsing a dreamy scenery through the window

Finally, here's a Chinese duet between you and Wang Zhiqiang:

Under heaven, there is love and affection between people.

Though we travel thousands of miles, our hearts remain united.

Tonight, when every household is lit up.

Perhaps, looking out the window, the beautiful scene from my dreams is there.

Lala lalala la la la lalala...

ch.233: Drinking Game

As the melody gradually faded, you finished your performance.

A series of applause erupted from the audience, with some lively individuals even cheering.

After all, the base is filled with soldiers from all over the world and from different countries.

Everyone has their own country and loves their homeland, yet they are forced to travel thousands of miles away.

But in this small world, you can get to know different people, become friends, and rely on each other to go to the battlefield. Isn't that a kind of 'comradeship'?

So, although it is a Chinese song, at this moment, in front of everyone present, it is also a song from their hearts.

Even while you were singing, some people in the audience clapped along to the rhythm, connecting and interacting with you.

This was a perfect performance.

After you finished singing, your chest heaving with excitement, you exchanged a smile with Wang Zhiqiang, but your gaze unconsciously swept towards the audience.

You see Nikoto staring blankly at you, Kruger lazily propping his head up and also looking at you, and Koenig clapping.

ghost...

Ghost was drinking with Price and a few other commanders, but when their eyes met, he raised his glass to you as an invitation.

You should just smile politely. You'd have to be crazy to get past that kind of situation.

After the performance, you were immediately dragged offstage by your teammates to drink.

Luo Wei and his group members, Wang Zhiqiang, Hu, and Oni went off together, while you and Blizzard stayed with the girls in your dorm.

But as you girls drank, with the addition of others, you each found your own drinking rivals.

Seeing Kruger's disdainful look across from you, you defiantly demand, "Again!"

You just taught him a simple drinking game, Fifteen or Twenty.

This is a drinking game suitable for two people. Each person has ten fingers and can make numbers ranging from 0 to 20. However, each person can only make a gesture of 0, 5, or 10, and then shout out a number that matches the number made by the other person. The person who makes the correct gesture wins, and the loser has to drink a penalty shot.

Because you were more familiar with Kruger, you beat him several times at the beginning.

But as Kruger became more familiar with the game, the number of times you lost also increased.

Even after drinking too much, when reading numbers above ten in English, he would always be a beat slow to react, and then he would lose to Kruger because he was behind.

Kruger watched your face begin to flush, reached out and interlocked his fingers with yours, then whispered an invitation in his hook-like voice.

"Little squirrel, shall we go to a quieter place to continue playing?"

As soon as he said that, you understood the implication and immediately shook your head.

If you and Kruger disappeared in this situation, the others would probably dig the base up to the bone!

Kruger grabbed your hand and pulled it toward him, a faint scent of alcohol wafting through his mask.

"I think I'm worth a try, sweetheart."

His eyes seemed to overflow with spring water, shimmering and sparkling.

How do you refuse someone you like who looks at you with hopeful eyes?

So, you gave a condition.

"If you can win ten games in a row against me."

This is an extremely difficult request, like gambling, entirely dependent on luck, since no one can predict what 'cards' the other party will reveal.

Therefore, to a normal person, this is basically no different from a rejection, and this can be considered your tactful refusal.

But if you lose all ten games, you can ignore the consequences and accept it as fate.

"This is a huge challenge."

Kruger hummed softly, but the look in his eyes wasn't one of difficulty; rather, it was filled with the fighting spirit to meet the challenge.

"Little squirrel, you're really driving me crazy."

In his eyes, you two are clearly drawn to each other, on the verge of a confirmed, ambiguous relationship.

But you gave him a huge test at the last moment.

In romantic relationships, the desire for challenge is equivalent to the desire for conquest, which can stimulate the dopamine system in the brain, making people feel excited and expectant.

He thinks you are good enough and will do everything he can to pursue you, hoping to win you over to satisfy his soul and enjoy the immense joy of success.

Your request, like a warrior having to overcome all obstacles to rescue a princess, exudes an indescribable sense of mission that drives people crazy.

This instantly doubled his desire and anticipation for this matter!

So you continued the drinking contest, but this time Kruger was exceptionally serious, his eyes filled with calculation and determination to win.

After losing four games in a row, you're ready to give up.

You really can't drink anymore, or you'll probably get so drunk you'll pass out.

But Kruger, already caught up in the moment, refused to give up and insisted on proving himself to you.

"Let go, I'll drink with you."

Just as Kruger was holding your hand, urging you to continue, a voice rang out.

Then, Nikoto sat down next to you, taking the initiative and forcefully joining the 'battle'.

Kruger frowned, clearly impatient, and told him to get lost: "Get lost, we didn't invite you."

Nicholas ignored him, instead looking down at you and saying:

"YN, don't worry about playing. If you lose, I'll drink."

You were somewhat surprised by his words: "Nick, would you like a drink? Is it convenient?"

You're obviously referring to his mask, although Nikto usually wears an elastic mask or an eye-covering hood when not in combat.

He's currently wearing an elastic hood that only exposes his eyes, but he'll have to remove it if he wants to drink alcohol.

Nicholas knew your concerns, so he shook his head: "It's just drinking, it's fine."

After saying that, to prove himself, he picked up a wine glass with one hand and grabbed the edge of the mask with the other.

After lifting his chin and lips to reveal them, he quickly brought the glass to his lips and drank it down in one bold gulp!

Although the speed was fast, his face was still severely damaged, and some scars on his chin and jaw were temporarily exposed.

Just to help you avoid drinking, he exposed his deep-seated wound, which felt like a mouthful of scalding hot water being poured into your heart—warm yet tinged with burning pain.

After setting down his glass, Nicole looked at you again, his blue eyes seemingly filled with expectation, hoping for your approval.

You look at the empty glass he's holding; he was holding your glass...

You sigh inwardly; he's already like this, you can only accept it.

"Thank you so much, Nicoto! Now it's up to you to get Kruger drunk!"

You give him the order with a determined look on your face, as if you are determined to get back the wine that Kruger had punished you with earlier!

You believe in Nicoto's drinking capacity.

Moreover, with Nicoto joining the game, your agreement with Kruger is basically off the table, so you might as well play the game with Nicoto.

So, after you and Kruger played a few more rounds of drinking games, Nicoto figured out how to play and joined in, taking your place.

ch.234: This is betrayal!

"Fifteen, twenty...five!"

"fifteen!"

"Hey, Austrian, can you pronounce that clearly?!"

"Russian madman, if you pull your finger back and fool me again, I'll make sure you can never make a 10 again!"

Listening to the two men beside you go from being restrained at the beginning to arguing and cursing at each other, you speechlessly reached out and covered your ears.

"The wine is almost gone, I'll go get some."

You made an excuse and quickly slipped away, wanting some peace and quiet.

"Da, da, da..."

In a quiet corner of the corridor, the soft sound of high heels clicking on the floor could be heard.

Those were the slow, hesitant footsteps of you changing your clothes and returning to your dorm room.