"The interdiate difficulty I’m talking about refers to the complete version of the Central Station battle that erupts in the ga’s tiline in October."
"In 6 hours, the station changed hands 13 tis, with both sides filling it with lives for half a day."
"And the dungeon I’m talking about is this one."
"If this separate dungeon feels too difficult... just experience it in the ga."
Shen Qinghan didn’t know what to say after hearing this.
Good grief.
A fierce battle that changed hands 13 tis in 6 hours is just interdiate difficulty?
"About the difficulty... it shouldn’t be a problem."
"I’ll go tell them."
"Is this only interdiate difficulty? What is advanced difficulty like then?"
Zhao Ming leaned back on his chair and said:
"Advanced difficulty, huh..."
"When the ga ti progresses to September, the battle for Mamaev Kurgan begins, which counts as advanced difficulty."
"Both sides lost over 100,000 lives fighting for this hill less than 2 square kiloters."
"As for more intense and brutal conflicts."
"There’s also the National War Dungeon of the Pacific Theater, the Battle of Okinawa, which lasted just over two months but saw around 300,000 deaths."
"The battle environnts are extrely brutal."
"Surviving a few seconds is no longer a matter of skill but luck."
Shen Qinghan couldn’t help but click his tongue after hearing this. This ga is indeed challenging; better let the Great Xia military train slowly.
Then, Shen Qinghan took the key given by Zhao Ming and left the company.
...
Night fell.
The key in Shen Qinghan’s hand had already been distributed.
All units of the Great Xia Federation were ready to enter the ga.
Great Xia Federation, North.
Songgel Ice Field.
Within the Seventh Special Operations Brigade.
The soldiers of Special Battalion One and Battalion Two had completed their formation and lay in the virtual cabins.
Shen Yan and Qu Guang each led a battalion and entered the ga.
The screen flashed.
Shen Yan led several hundred from Special Battalion One into the Central Station Battle dungeon, looking at the station in the distance, reduced to just a steel fra.
Shen Yan couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow:
"This tifra... isn’t right."
"The environnt is several tis more desolate than outside."
Looking around again, Shen Yan confird that this should be the late phase of the battle.
Beside him, Battalion Commander Liu Feng nodded and said:
"Indeed."
"Most of the surrounding buildings have been bombed away, it should be after July, the air is cold but it’s not winter yet."
"Should be in September or October."
"Commander, don’t you have intel?"
Shen Yan rolled his eyes and said:
"I don’t have any intel."
"This isn’t a separately organized dungeon; it’s a key distributed by the Federation after Qinghan reported it."
In fact, when Shen Qinghan reported to the Federation, he naturally told everything without holding back, giving all the information obtained from Zhao Ming to the higher-ups.
This included details like the 6-hour, 13-ti change battle, and the later Mamaev Kurgan where over 100,000 people died for a less than 2 square kiloters hill.
All was conveyed to the high ranks of the Great Xia Federation.
But when distributed to the various units below.
It beca just a 6-hour battle for the station, with nothing else.
Shen Yan received a mission prompt before his eyes, directing the people of Special Battalion One toward the station:
"The Federation only inford us of a 6-hour battle for the station."
"Nothing else."
"Central Station Battle?"
"The na doesn’t sound difficult at all."
"Why not call it sothing like ’Station Blockade Battle’ or ’Station at Grinder’ instead? That sounds harder than ’Central Station Battle’."
"Let’s occupy the station first."
The group quickly rushed toward the station, now barely recognizable, left with only a steel fra.
In the sky.
The sharp whine of the Imperial Stuka bombers’ dive echoed above Central Station.
"Take cover!"
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