Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign-Chapter 132 - 115: 【Pacific Theater】Light Up, Sneak Attack?! (3k)
Chapter 132: Chapter 115: 【Pacific Theater】Light Up, Sneak Attack?! (3k)
The viewers in the live stream couldn’t bear watching.
[If we rank by the level of devastation, the streamer challenging the [Moscow Defenders Medal] task is definitely the most miserable.]
[Is this task even humanly possible?]
[Why do I see that in the Imperial Camp and Soviet Union Camp, some streamers are quite relaxed?]
[Because it’s different, this streamer is facing the Imperial NPCs directly, while the ones you mentioned are other streamers, just pecking at each other like amateurs.]
[Indeed, the battlefield the streamer is dealing with has stopped firing, yet the Imperial and Soviet NPCs are still fighting on the entire frontline.]
[These ’Earthlings’ in the game are ruthless, fighting even in minus twenty to thirty degrees.]
Fang Ming looked at the bullet screen, his voice shivering from the cold:
"If someone could give me a hot milk tea now, I’d call them dad... I’m freezing to death."
"Why the hell is it suddenly snowing..."
Though it was warm before the snow, after it started, it became truly cold. The first half of last night was still okay, but by the latter half, the cold wind was piercingly cold. I endured without sleep all night to get through it; otherwise, closing my eyes would mean freezing to death like other streamers.
Suddenly.
The sound of bombers passing overhead echoed in the sky, and Fang Ming’s expression changed as he looked at the fire pit in front of him:
"Damn!"
He abruptly stood up, grabbed the last two team members, and ran away with them.
Within twenty meters of running, the roar in the sky drew closer, followed.
Whoosh—
The sharp whistle of a falling bomb rang out.
Crack, crack.
The shells landed on pine branches, breaking them and causing them to fall.
Boom—!!!
A bomb exploded upon hitting a thick branch.
The explosion’s shockwave spread outward, countless pine branches flew out, Fang Ming lay on the ground with two Soviet soldiers, with branches continuously falling down, almost burying them.
Moments later.
The shock from the explosion gradually dissipated, and Fang Ming pushed away the branches, got up, and pulled up the two soldiers:
"Let’s go quickly."
"We can’t stay here."
Then, stepping on the snow in the forest, he headed east.
Damn.
Even warming up turns into a bombing, but if we don’t warm up... we’ll freeze to death.
In such a situation, Fang Ming couldn’t help but feel a sense of despair; when will this end?!
Overhead, with a view from high above.
At this moment, Fang Ming is leading two soldiers, trudging with fluctuating depths in the snow, struggling towards the east, toward Moscow.
Meanwhile, from the west of the forest, Imperial troops are steadily encircling, never pausing for a moment.
...
...
Now.
The most leisurely place on the whole front should be this newly divided battlefield.
The players of the opposing Imperial Camp and Soviet Union Camp have paused their combat due to the heavy snow, each staying in their bases, warming up by the fire.
The streamer Cheng Yu, holding the rank of brigade commander in the Imperial Camp.
Was squatting by the tanks, watching them unable to start, feeling extremely frustrated:
"This isn’t right?"
"Why do I see that on the Imperial NPC side, they’re still fighting, but our tanks here just won’t start."
The person beside him had a face full of confusion, not knowing what was happening.
Finally, a player with a mechanic profession checked and found the issue:
"The temperature is too low."
"The lubricant and antifreeze have failed, and the engine is frozen too, in other words... all broken."
This statement left all Blue Star players dumbfounded.
Cheng Yu was also stunned, he said:
"Isn’t it just minus twenty-some degrees?"
"Even if you throw a toy car outside it wouldn’t...."
Stopping mid-sentence, Cheng Yu held back his words.
Dammit.
This isn’t Blue Star.
On Blue Star, even at minus twenty-some degrees, toy cars wouldn’t freeze due to advanced materials and technology.
But even still....
Who knew that such a big tank could stall because of minus twenty-some degrees, it’s simply ridiculous.
Cheng Yu couldn’t help but ask:
"How could this happen?"
"I see tanks on other Imperial Camp battlefronts can still start."
The mechanic player said helplessly:
"The reason theirs can move is that they never stopped."
"They’re still fighting now."
"As for us, we left them there as soon as it snowed, frozen for so long, they’re long since broken."
Cheng Yu was also helpless upon seeing this, he remarked:
"Alright."
No way to repair them, just wait... where to wait.
This battlefield was divided by Polestar for us to peck at each other like amateurs, with no support whatsoever.
Cheng Yu was somewhat frustrated as well, because when it rained heavily, the armor couldn’t go out and got stuck in the mud, and when the ground finally froze, the tanks ended up frozen too, what kind of quality is this?!
Shook his head and returned to the command room.
At the moment, everyone in the command room was quite relaxed, playing cards, looking at maps, all sorts.
Only the player from the Slavic Federation who had previously told him there might be snow was now wrapped in a blanket, squatting by the stove to keep warm, looking like he wished he could hug the stove.
Cheng Yu’s mouth twitched and he walked over curiously:
"Aren’t you from the Slavic Federation?"
"Is it really that cold?"
The Slavic Federation player nodded:
"It’s too cold."
"I thought I was resistant to cold, but now I realize."
"It’s not me resisting the cold."
"It’s the warmth facilities on Blue Star being too complete, too good."
"I almost froze last night."
"Damn, why is it so cold in this game."
"It’s so cold and they’re still fighting, those NPCs must be crazy."
Cheng Yu also nodded in agreement.
md....
The tanks are frozen stiff, yet those ’Earth’ NPCs are still fighting, flesh bodies tougher than tanks.
Cheng Yu also took a chair over and squatted by the stove to keep warm.
On the other side of the battlefield.
In the command room of the troops brought by Mo Xiaomo.
Last night they intended to take advantage of the snow to raid the other side, but as soon as they went out, they were frozen back. There weren’t many cotton clothes in the main camp and it’s so cold outside, they could only keep warm indoors.
But looking at the real-time map on Polestar Official Website.
Imperial and Soviet Union camps are still in conflict, along with perspectives of other live streaming seats, where many are on the front line, clearly showing soldiers of both camps.
Due to the sudden heavy snow, they have no cotton clothes.
They are still wearing fall clothes, braving the minus twenty-something degree wind to charge.
Mo Xiaomo also sighed similarly:
"Still, ’Earth’ people are tough, huh."
After sighing, Mo Xiaomo adjusted the real-time map on the live stream from Polestar Official Website.
Looking at the map at this moment.
The Imperial troops have closed in on Moscow.
But the effect of the [Red Square Parade] is still present, with just that distance remaining, the Imperial can’t push through, and the Soviet Union has demonstrated unimaginable resilience.
Mo Xiaomo studied this for a while when suddenly a comment floated by.
[Host, quickly look at the Pacific region, it’s lighting up!]
Others had question face comments, while Mo Xiaomo saw the comment:
"What?"
"Wait, let me take a look."
She immediately minimized the real-time map, covering the entire Earth, then slid to the Pacific side.
"Eh?"
"It’s really lighting up?!"
At this moment.
The entire Pacific theater’s range had lost its grey veil.
All the islands and labels were clearly visible to everyone watching the live stream.
Unlike the color division of the Imperial camp and Soviet camp in [European Battlefield] and [North African Battlefield].
Currently, the [Pacific Theater] area.
Most of it is light blue, Mo Xiaomo clicks on an island, jumping out the island’s information.
[Pearl Harbor Naval Base (Hawaii)]
[Affiliation: United States of America (Neutral)]
[Description: Pearl Harbor Naval Base is the command center set up by the United States of America focused on the Pacific War Zone. It’s the headquarters for all fleets in the Pacific War Zone.]
[Function: Provides ship maintenance, supply, submarine upkeep and strategic command support. It’s the most densely deployed submarine area by the United States of America in the Pacific region.]
Next is another part, on the Pacific edge.
With a color similar to the Axis powers in Europe, but when Mo Xiaomo clicked, it showed not the Imperial, but the Kingdom of Italy, similarly part of the Axis powers, Japan.
Displayed were introductions of Japan’s naval bases.
Looking as if their forces aren’t as strong as the United States of America, but enlarging the map reveals that Japan is now gathering forces towards the Pacific region, each red dot moving on the map represents a fleet.
With the lighting up of [Pacific Theater].
The power scope of the United States of America now appeared on the world map, looking quite large, still neutral without participating in any battlefields.
While Japan’s color range is also lit up, occupying a significant part of Southeast Asia.
At this moment, apart from the core Asian War Zone, the whole ’Earth’ has nearly entirely lit up, roughly divided into three camps: Axis powers’ scarlet, Allies’ deep blue, and the neutral United States of America’s light blue.
From Europe to Africa, from Africa to Asia, the scarlet of Axis powers can be seen infiltrating worldwide.
Now Blue Star’s netizens had a direct understanding of the so-called ’world war,’ with the entire world in conflict except for the United States of America yet to suffer from war.
Mo Xiaomo dragged the ’real-time map’ viewing worldwide and noticed the moving red dots:
"Eh?"
"What’s Japan doing gathering forces towards the Pacific?"
Mo Xiaomo pointed at the real-time map’s slowly moving small red dots, upon clicking, either Japan’s xx fleet or Japan’s xx aircraft formations.
Currently all gathering slowly towards the Pacific region’s islands.
While the United States of America in the Pacific hasn’t noticed yet, randomly clicking and enlarging a naval base shows relaxed soldiers, forming a stark contrast with the gathering forces on the other side, Mo Xiaomo watches the map and speaks to the live stream:
"Is Japan going to attack the United States of America?"
"The Imperial has reached a stalemate, is there going to be a new battlefield opening here? There’s no announcement from Polestar Official Website, is it because it hasn’t started yet?"
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