Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign-Chapter 148 - 126: Anyway, the competition is over,【World War I】Exclusive Information (6.4K Two-in-One)

Chapter 148: Chapter 126: Anyway, the competition is over,【World War I】Exclusive Information (6.4K Two-in-One)

The Blue Star players and those military experts couldn’t figure out what was going on and didn’t dare to comment rashly.

After all, there are too many illogical elements in this game; what if the Supreme Leader’s operation to change generals has some deeper meaning?

If they guess wrong, they’ll just be mocked by the masses.

So for a while, there was a lot of discussion, but no one came forward with any opinions.

They just waited for the game to progress to see if there were any changes.

Until a week later in the game.

The Blue Star players and experts realized they might have overthought it... there was no deeper meaning at all.

The general change didn’t stop the Soviet counterattack.

The Imperial forces kept retreating. The front line, which had reached the Moscow suburbs and could even see the dome of the Kremlin, was pushed back by the Soviets by one to two hundred kilometers.

It had already been pushed to the defensive lines originally envisioned by Imperial Army Commander Marshal Bock.

Bock had originally planned to hold out through the winter here and then launch a counterattack.

But before all the forces could retreat, there was news of Bock’s resignation, followed by the Supreme Leader’s order to replace him.

After replacing him, it seemed there was no change either.

The line was still pushed back to Bock’s planned defense line, and there was no sign of a counteroffensive.

Blue Star players couldn’t help but feel a toothache.

Damn it... So over a week was wasted guessing?

But then again, given the situation, what else could be done?

In the game world.

As the Soviet troops from the Far East Region continued to gather, the Empire had already given up its offensive stance, switching to full defense. This war of attrition seemed to be nearing its end.

At this time.

Celestial Shark Live, gaming zone.

In the Imperial Camp, on Cheng Yu’s livestream.

Cheng Yu was sitting in front of a stove at headquarters, warming his hands over the flame. The temperature in Moscow had dropped to minus 40°, and even inside, near the stove, it still felt cold.

Cheng Yu’s unit had already retreated within the defensive line conceived by Imperial Headquarters.

Next, they were to transition to defense, stabilizing the entire line.

Cheng Yu, while warming up, spoke to his livestream audience:

"Why is the Soviet Union so cold?"

"Unbelievable."

"It’s colder than over in the Slav region on Blue Star."

"The tanks’ interiors are cracking from the cold, can you believe it? The oil is frozen, and the tank armor is completely turned into a pile of scrap metal."

"When will this end?"

The in-game time compared to real life was sped up; one real day might be two in-game days, or even four or five on fast forward.

But even so, Cheng Yu still felt the time dragging on.

This winter was too long.

It was so long that even with constant fast-forwarding, it was unbearable.

Can’t even imagine how tough it would be in real-time flow; just the thought is despairing.

Cheng Yu was complaining about it.

On the other side, in Mo Xiaomo’s livestream.

Some viewers reposted Cheng Yu’s complaints, and in Mo Xiaomo’s temporary command post, a makeshift civilian house, she looked at the comments and couldn’t help but complain:

"Minus 40° makes it sound like they’re freezing but we’re not."

"Do you think the Soviet soldiers at minus 40° don’t feel any different from summer?!"

"We’re cold too!!!"

Speaking, Mo Xiaomo took off her shoes, revealing the stuffing inside, with the shoes packed with straw for warmth.

"See? Conditions are even worse on our side than theirs."

"Here we stuff our shoes with straw for extra protection."

"The conditions are harsh."

She put her shoes back on and huddled by the stove.

"We may not be fighting, but those ’Earth NPCs’ are still at it."

"People are freezing to death in this cold weather."

"No clue when it will end."

This [Battle of Moscow] campaign has lasted so long that Blue Star players are growing weary, developing war-weariness. So while ’Earth NPCs’ are fighting fiercely,

Blue Star players, both in the Imperial Camp and the Federation Camp, are just warming themselves in their command posts.

After all, due to Polestar Company’s setup, they’re all on the fringes of the battlefield, pecking at each other without influencing the overall situation.

It’s those randomly chosen as NPC commanders among Blue Star players and those attempting to earn the [Moscow Defenders] medal who are suffering.

Mo Xiaomo chatted with her audience about the current war situation; finding no analysis could be drawn, it was basically a war of attrition now. Mo Xiaomo then opened the Celestial Shark Live’s gaming zone.

To check out content in other live streams.

Once in the gaming zone.

She immediately saw Duan Yu’s live stream with crazy viewership[Leningrad Survival Challenge, 47/100 days]. Curious about the high viewership, Mo Xiaomo clicked in.

Immediately upon opening Duan Yu’s stream, she saw him holding a shotgun, shouting hoarsely "Die" "Die!!!" or similar words.

Mo Xiaomo pulled Duan Yu’s stream up, displaying it alongside her own livestream window.

Watching it together with her audience.

At this time.

In the game world, Duan Yu’s eyes were bloodshot.

With his shotgun raised, he fired at a distance at several cursing, red-faced burly men.

Bam!

Bam!

In the silent city, the sudden blasts of gunfire jolted many people’s nerves.

But more common were gaunt figures, apathetically watching everything outside through windows, the faint hint of a scent in the air making many gag.

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