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Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign-Chapter 187 - 137: Battle for Central Station, an even more fierce difficulty: Okinawa Island (6k two-in-one)_2
Chapter 187: Chapter 137: Battle for Central Station, an even more fierce difficulty: Okinawa Island (6k two-in-one)_2
The entire building trembled, and shards of glass shattered with a ’crash’ sound, scattering everywhere. Imperial Soldiers on the first floor were blown away several meters by the explosion’s impact.
They never got back up.
Meanwhile, Fang Ming and the others had already blended into the night.
Near Central Station.
The group moved along the ruins for more than ten minutes before stopping in a courtyard surrounded by rubble, splitting up with a few people to scout the surroundings.
Checking if there were any enemies. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm
The other members started strategizing based on the Polestar Official Website’s ’real-time map’, the current situation in Stalingrad, and their approximate position.
Before long.
The scouting broadcasters returned one by one, but they did not find any enemies.
However....
Fang Ming looked at the little boy who had been brought back, feeling a headache, and turned to the broadcaster Ren Hong who brought him:
"Where... did you find this?"
Ren Hong was also helpless and said:
"In one of the ruins."
"The little guy was sleeping."
"I didn’t see him and tripped over him, and my shoes might have been too hard, so the little guy’s leg can’t walk anymore."
More like stepped on rather than tripped over.
With Ren Hong’s adult weight, stepping on the ankle of a seven or eight-year-old boy.... it was unfortunate.
Ren Hong had no choice but to carry him back.
Fang Ming also found it a headache looking at the little boy:
"Why is there a child in this place?"
"Should we send him to the station over there, hand him over to those troops?"
At least those Soviet Union troops have complete structures and provisions, whereas their guerrilla group fights everywhere and can’t spare a few people to look after a child.
The live chat was also abuzz with comments:
[Holy moly, is this raising the difficulty on purpose?]
[Street fighting turned into babysitting.]
[Just leave him to fend for himself, why care?]
[Exactly, can’t carry a burden, can you imagine running into a kid in this situation, Zhao the designer must be trying to disgust people with this plot?]
Discussions in other streams were also varied, but all seemed outrageous.
At this moment, Yu Feng spoke:
"Well.... it’s reasonable, isn’t it?"
"How could such a big city not have children?"
"There are quite a few civilian corpses on the roads, right?"
"Just no living ones...."
Upon hearing this, everyone opened their mouths but did not know what to say.
Upon reflection, it made some sense.
In such a large city as Stalingrad, how could there be no children?
The reason there were no civilian NPCs ahead was because this was the forefront of the conflict.
Those who could have already fled.
Those who couldn’t... lay on the streets.
Everyone subconsciously regarded them as part of the battlefield, but upon closer thought, those civilian corpses lying in the ruins were decomposing and releasing odors.
They weren’t just parts of the battlefield but individual civilians who were killed.
Here, there actually were.... survivors.
Everyone looked at the little boy. Fang Ming remained silent for a while, then said:
"Let’s take him with us first."
"Don’t take him to the station, there are still some residential areas in the north that haven’t fallen yet. Let’s head there and take him to where there are more people."
However, doing so might cause the challenge mission to fail.
Unless they escort him north along the frontline without leaving the war zone.
Because some smart alecks thought of hiding at the rear for ten days, but as soon as they left the war zone, they were ejected from the game.
Everyone’s eyes fell on the little boy hiding behind Ren Hong’s leg, without objection.
They tried to convince themselves that he was just an NPC and not to let the challenge mission be delayed because of him, but looking at the little boy’s timid expression made them waver.
He seemed real enough not to feel like an NPC but a genuine little boy.
Eventually.... everyone tacitly agreed.
But internally, they must have cursed Zhao the designer countless times for this plot.
If Zhao Ming knew, he would be very helpless.
Because this wasn’t designed by him either.
He merely manifested all the materials of Stalingrad through the photon supercomputer. You just happened to encounter it.... if not,
This kid might die in a few days.
...
...
Seems even more cruel.
The broadcasters and players on Blue Star played through the night in the game.
On the other side.
With the end of the Anti-War Competition.
Especially with the popularity of World War II: Empire’s Rise, major game companies began designing games of this type.
Given the current craze of World War II: Empire’s Rise and rumors about the World War I Series to be released next year,
It’s estimated that there will be a wave of war games next year.
At this moment.
The Great Xia Federation.
In the game department of Yunyi Technology Company.
Several game developers lay in their Virtual Body Sensing Pods, playing World War II: Empire’s Rise.
Before long.
The game developers who were playing together emerged from their Virtual Body Sensing Pods with a sense of disbelief, and the game department’s head, Wu Hui, stood up in disbelief:
"Dying three times in ten minutes?"
"What the hell kind of game is this."
"Is this supposed to be fun?"
Wu Hui opened the Federation Headline, looking at numerous trending topics about the Battle of Stalingrad and countless comments beneath them.
What’s so fun about this?
Or is he just not keeping up with the times?
Driving people to die repeatedly, is this called anti-war?
One of his subordinates spoke:
"Boss, the game’s immersive experience plot is quite good; it feels just like a real world."
"It’s as if everything on Earth actually happened."
"That’s probably the main factor keeping the players engaged with the immersive plot."
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