Infinity, The Arcade Age

"Retreat! Retreat!"

With a burst of shouting, the rebels finally chose to retreat after realizing that they could not attack at all and instead suffered heavy losses. Almost all of their tanks were destroyed, and half of their planes were shot down. They fled into the woods, abandoning their weapons and armor.

This made the regular army soldiers, who had just seen them successfully repelled, raise their weapons and cheer loudly. After all, when had they ever won a battle? When facing the sudden uprising of the rebels, they had almost lost half of the city in half a month and were swept away by the enemy with a crushing force.

Their equipment was old and had not been replaced for a long time, leaving them no match for the enemy on the front battlefield. On top of that, the officers would run away when the situation turned sour and would surrender directly if they couldn't win. This caused huge problems in their command system.

This resulted in them being basically defeated whenever they encountered the same number of rebels. A feat like today's, where dozens of people fought off hundreds of rebels, had never happened before, let alone been imagined.

Looking at the soldiers cheering loudly, Qin Ming, who was still sitting on the tank, raised his hand and knocked on the tank hard, making a loud bang. "Alright! Go pick up the spoils! Guns! Grenades! Food! Pick them all up! Oh, and tanks! Bring me any tanks that can still be used! Hurry!"

Although Qin Ming's tone was rude and unfriendly, thanks to his performance in leading the team to repel the enemy twice in a row, the soldiers happily obeyed his orders and immediately dispersed to clean up the battlefield.

On Qin Ming's side, he directed his adjutant Beta to lead people to set up tents. Although Beta didn't understand why his boss, who had just fought a battle, didn't immediately lead his men away from the dangerous place on the battlefield but instead set up a tent, he still obediently followed orders.

If the previous officer had done this, Beta would have cursed the other party's ancestors in his heart and thought the other party was crazy without a brain. But now it was different. The one setting up the tent was the boss! He brought them sophisticated weapons out of thin air and even wore bulletproof military uniforms!

Such a brave boss! How could he not have a brain? He must have a reason for giving such an order! It was just that Beta was short-sighted and didn't understand it!

Beta and his men had heard of bulletproof military uniforms like this, but it was said that this was a special combat uniform that only officers or elite soldiers could wear. How could a group of soldiers like them be qualified to get one? Being given two new pieces of clothing instead of old ones meant their superiors had some conscience and weren't too corrupt.

Beta and the others didn't know where Qin Ming got all this equipment from, but they had heard that the government had a group of agents who received professional training and could hide a lot of things in their magical big shorts. Maybe their boss was one of them? Or even the best?

Oh! The red bellyband on the boss was a little different! Could it be used to hide things? No wonder such a tough guy wore a red vest!

Adjutant Beta quickly set up the tent and chatted with several soldiers around him, gossiping about their captain's magical abilities.

Captain Qin Ming, unaware that he had become the so-called red-belly-band super agent, had already directed the soldiers to transport the weapons into the tent. After driving everyone away, he began to concentrate on synthesizing the props.

This was the first time for him to batch-synthesize plot props on such a large scale. It's not that he didn't want to before, but the conditions hadn't allowed it. Usually, he hung out with the protagonists, and there were no more than four or five people around him. The number of enemies wasn't large, and the number of plot world equipment that could be recognized by the space was even smaller.

A good cook cannot cook without rice. Even if he wanted to synthesize, he didn't have the conditions.

But this time, the world was different! This time it was a super large war world! The battlefield lacked everything! Except for people and equipment!

With people! With equipment! And his ability! He could have everything!

After the strengthening, the equipment of the fifty-man team that had just fought a tough battle was once again fully upgraded. Blue quality uniforms! Blue quality helmets! Blue quality rifles!

Qin Ming even upgraded his machine gun to silver quality! He also used other captured vehicles to upgrade his light tank to green quality! Most importantly, Qin Ming also got a lot of food!

Sitting on the tank, he looked around at the soldiers who were wolfing down and gnawing on the upgraded military rations.

Qin Ming held a portion of military rations and couldn't help but scratch his hair, looking confused.

Name: Battle Rations (Metal Slug 1)

Category: Consumables (green quality)

Effect: Restore 50% of the plot character's status. If the physical fitness is higher than 5 points, only 10% will be restored.

Introduction: No one knows why this notoriously unpalatable combat ration is so delicious this time and why the effect is so powerful. Anyway, the soldiers understand that they are in for a feast this time.

(Note: This is an item from the plot world and cannot be taken out of the nightmare space and cannot be used on adventurers.)

Looking at the green military rations in his hand, Qin Ming tried to tear it open and took a bite. He couldn't help but be dazzled by its bright eyes. After finishing the food in big mouthfuls, he suddenly clapped his hands vigorously.

"Alright! Stop eating! Each of you take two! Keep moving!"

"Yes!"

Amid the roars, fifty soldiers carrying tactical backpacks filled with food and ammunition followed the tanks again in high spirits, striding towards the depths of the woods.

Under the moonlight, the light tanks with a gleaming metallic luster rumbled as they moved. The light machine guns and rifles on the soldiers' shoulders were also shining. There was also a small troop wearing brand new uniforms and looking very aggressive.

At this moment, this regular army group was armed to the teeth. The most important thing was that their favorability towards Qin Ming was rising wildly, all reaching nearly 400 points. After all, who would hate a general who could lead them to victory and constantly provide them with weapons and food?

Qin Ming, who was sitting on the tank and shaking with the tank, had a regular army helmet on his head and a blank expression on his face. He found that the situation in this world was very strange. The weapons in this plot world were very powerful, and the firepower was fierce, even terrifying.

However, the basic attributes of the characters in the plot were extremely poor. This could be said to have taken the feature of high attack and low defense to the extreme. This could be seen just from the basic attributes of the soldiers on both sides.

Name: Regular Army Third Class Soldier (Metal Slug 1)

Strength: 3

Constitution: 2

Agility: 3

Spirit: 1

Skills: Firearms Mastery (D Rank), Close Combat Mastery (E Rank)

Brief Introduction: One of the lowest-ranking soldiers in the regular army, performing the duties of a rifleman.

The worst attributes I've ever seen! Qin Ming thought. Even weaker than the lowest-level monsters in the mission world, and whether it's a soldier or an officer, the attributes are surprisingly similar!

That is to say, there was no such thing as an elite monster among them! But if you dared to underestimate them because of this, you were completely wrong.

When these guys, driving tanks and planes, rushed towards you in a black mass, facing the baptism of bullets and shells, you would understand what real modern warfare was!

The destructive power of the tank's shells! Even Qin Ming didn't dare to use his body to block them! He could only use his arm guard to forcefully hit them!

If an ordinary adventurer was hit head-on, they would be crippled if not killed!

If there was a low-level adventurer who was good at physical fitness or strength, and came to the world of Metal Slug, they would cry to death, faced with the terrifying firepower of this world and the purely long-range shooting style, especially since they were only good at close combat!

(End of chapter)