143 Digital Battlefield

Xu Yunlai hugged his electromagnetic rifle tightly, feeling extremely nervous.

His comrade Yang Tao nudged him and said, "Man up a little, don't be a coward. We're up against a bunch of natives with flintlock guns and smoothbore cannons, and you're scared of that?"

Xu Yunlai retorted stubbornly, "I'm not scared; don't talk nonsense!"

Yang Tao laughed heartily and hugged his fellow soldier, as both were clad in camouflaged individual armor that clinked with the sound of metal or plastic upon collision.

"Being scared is nothing to be ashamed of. Among all of us on this ship, the whole platoon, who has actually been in combat?" Yang Tao couldn't help but exclaim.

Just two months ago, they were all soldiers going through various forms of training and drills in an orderly fashion. Although they shouted about everything being in preparation for actual combat, few believed they would really take to the battlefield. But now, they were only tens of minutes away from the battleground.