Chapter 106

The next day, early morning.

Moscow, which had snowed all night, turned the whole city white.

But there were more pedestrians and vehicles on the road than usual, all walking towards Red Square, and impassioned Soviet military songs echoed everywhere on the streets; the parade was held as usual.

Xu Jie followed behind the militia phalanx, humming along with the Soviet military songs, his eyes scanning the surroundings, and said to the friends in the live room:

"We are about to enter Red Square, brothers."

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"Look over there."

"They are all Soviet Union citizens, all looking at us with eyes like looking at heroes."

"In this situation, how can we lose face."

Although they were not natives of "Earth," everyone has a herd mentality.

Xu Jie listened to the stories of the photos the photo studio owner told for half the night, all of them were heroes of the Soviet Union who resisted the Empire and never returned.

And at this time, as a member of the militia phalanx, mixed in among the soldiers, workers,

and students who were preparing to go to the front line to die, surrounded by firm eyes, while outside were countless citizens looking forward with prayerful eyes.

At such times, it is easy to be brought into the big environment.

Even Xu Jie's body straightened up a bit unconsciously, following the militia phalanx to Red Square for the parade.

And the streamers in other live rooms were also in about the same situation.

As time passed bit by bit, it soon reached the time for the official start of the parade.

Xu Jie stood in the team, listening to the speech of the Soviet Union's top leader; the Blue Star netizens who didn't know how tense the situation was in the CG data now also understood.

In the CG data, they only knew that the Empire's army had advanced to the outskirts of Moscow, but through the progress in the game, as well as the battle line on the real-time map.

Blue Star netizens discovered that on the day of [Red Square Parade], the Empire's troops were only a few kilometers away from Moscow at the closest, and were constantly sending small groups of troops to approach Moscow.

Fortunately, the troops in Moscow were still enough to eliminate those small groups of troops, which prevented them from hitting Moscow.

And in the original CG data perspective, there was no air defense equipment.

But now, being in the center of Red Square, Xu Jie knew how tense the situation was; there were anti-aircraft guns everywhere around the square, guarding against the Empire's air raids, and these were not shown in the CG data.

Xu Jie's gaze scanned the surroundings, showing them to the friends in the live room.

With a shout of "Ura!", then tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the whole square shouted "Ura!" in unison.

Then the parade began, and everyone was fully armed with live ammunition.

Soon it was the militia phalanx's turn, Xu Jie perked up, followed the workers and students of the Soviet Union, walked through Red Square, feeling the eyes of countless Soviet citizens, and couldn't help but be in a trance.

"Ura—!!"

"Ura—!!"

Xu Jie subconsciously shouted along with the surrounding Soviet soldiers and civilians, the deafening sound making his brain blank; this kind of shock is indescribable in words.

Until walking past the parade ground.

Xu Jie slowly calmed down and told the live room about the feeling just now.

And the surrounding soldiers, workers, and students were already looking for their relatives at the edge of Red Square,

the team soon scattered, and Xu Jie stood in place with some other soldiers.

Xu Jie was because he didn't know the background and family situation of this character at all, and those who didn't move around... either came from other places, or their relatives were all gone.

All looked with envy at the soldiers who could embrace their relatives.

Suddenly.

Xu Jie felt someone waving at him from his peripheral vision.

He felt a bit strange in his heart, turned his head to look, and was stunned.

I saw at the edge of the square, the photographer from the photo studio last night was squeezed in the crowd, holding a photo high, waving constantly.

And that photo was exactly the one Xu Jie took at the photo studio last night.

Clearly, after he left, the photographer didn't sleep all night and washed it out overnight.

Seeing Xu Jie look over, a smile appeared on the photographer's face; even though they were far apart, Xu Jie could roughly see from the lip shape that the photographer was shouting "Live! To! Come! Back!" at him.

This scene also touched the friends in the live room, and Xu Jie was the same, taking a deep breath:

"Isn't this cheating me of my tears?"

Although the voice was as calm as possible, the smile on his face couldn't be suppressed, waving at the photographer's direction.

Immersed in the scene.

Xu Jie suddenly understood why the Soviet soldiers, even knowing they were going to die after the parade, all went to the battlefield with smiles.

A moment later.

The phalanx team Xu Jie was in received an order and immediately rushed to the front line of the battlefield.

Looking down from a high altitude, the Soviet teams that walked past the parade phalanx were splitting up and rushing to the front line from all directions; everyone knew the ending, but no one retreated.

Half a day later.

The militia phalanx Xu Jie was in had already arrived on the outskirts of Moscow, assisting regular troops to resist the Empire's offensive, and the people in a phalanx were soon dispersed, while Xu Jie was assigned to a village to assist in defense.

Xu Jie's eyes curiously looked at the houses in the village and the soldiers walking around.

The Blue Star friends in the live room were also seeing this situation for the first time; previous battles were either directly on the battlefield or guarding the position, and they hadn't seen this kind of defense relying on a village.

A team of people on Xu Jie's side was soon brought to a courtyard.

At this time.

Something was being distributed in the courtyard, and on the table in the center of the courtyard was a box of wine bottles. An officer saw them come in, nodded at them, and then continued to explain to others:

"These are all prepared, used to target Empire tanks."

"When using, just simply light them, and then smash them on the tanks to burn them, but there is a disadvantage."

"If they break early, you will be burned alive."

"So be very careful when using them."

Looking at that box of wine, some Soviet veterans couldn't help but swallow their saliva:

"Commander, can we dilute a bottle of this?"

"I feel like diluting a bottle and throwing it into a wine barrel is enough for us to drink for several days."

That Soviet officer said angrily:

"What are you thinking?"

"This is a 'heavy weapon,' if you drink all the 'heavy weapons,' what will you use to solve the Empire's tanks."

"And this thing isn't something you can drink by adding water, it's poisonous, you know?"

"Alright, distribute them all."

"Moska, take people to search the battlefield in a while, try to find more bottles."

That Soviet soldier named Moska said with a smile:

"No problem."

And Xu Jie and the others also walked over under the leadership of that officer:

"These are the newly compensated soldiers."

The officer who had just explained smiled, looking at Xu Jie and the others:

"They are all good young men, did they all participate in the parade?"

"The scene must have been very grand."

Then looking at the guns on Xu Jie and the others, he asked:

"Is the ammunition enough?"

Xu Jie took down his gun and shook it:

"Hmm... it's probably unusable."

The firearms and ammunition of the infantry phalanx were all old antiques, let alone those of their militia phalanx; the guns in their hands were just for show, and they "clattered" when shaken lightly.

And hearing the sound of the guns in Xu Jie's hands, the officer opposite also showed a helpless expression:

"Alright, I knew it."

Then he called for someone to bring over another box of "heavy weapon" alcohol.

"There aren't that many guns for now, we'll think of a way after fighting the Empire."

"Our task is to snipe the enemy's armored troops, and we can't let them pass through the road five kilometers away to Moscow."

"I'll demonstrate how to use these things in a while."

"Be sure to keep them carefully; once they break, it's you who will die."

Xu Jie and the others nodded hurriedly, and the whole village was also in a busy state at this time. After the officer simply taught Xu Jie and the others how to use them, he left in a hurry.

Night fell.

Everyone was summoned.

Then everyone carried all their weapons and equipment and went to the road five kilometers away, and they had already received news that an Empire armored unit was about to pass there, and they had to intercept it.

After arriving at the trench, there was a feeling of the battlefield that Xu Jie was familiar with.

Xu Jie was assigned to follow a machine gunner, and at this time the two were hiding in the trench. After a night of busyness and layout, the sky was already dawning.

The two leaned in the pit, avoiding the cold wind.

Xu Jie also learned the machine gunner's name, Kirill.

Kirill took out a pack of cigarettes and pulled one out:

"Want one?"

Xu Jie waved his hand:

"No, I don't really know how to smoke."

A regretful expression appeared on Kirill's face:

"That's a pity."

"Such a delicious thing, if you don't smoke it now, you might not be able to smoke it later."

Xu Jie asked curiously upon seeing this:

"Why do you feel so unconfident?"

"Although the Empire is very strong, we should be able to resist it, right."

Kirill smiled and said:

"I have confidence in the motherland."

"But I don't have confidence in myself."

Saying that, he struck a match.

The flame lit the cigarette, Kirill took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and looked at the time on his watch:

"Those guys from the Empire should be fast."

Then he looked at the sky outside the pit.

Xu Jie was still a bit confused, suddenly.

Boom! Boom! Boom—muffled sounds came from afar, followed by shells falling near the trench, splashing snow and mud everywhere, covering Xu Jie and Kirill. Xu Jie patted the dirt off his body.

And Kirill was indifferent, smoking his cigarette, and said with a smile:

"These guys are very punctual."

"Every day at this time, it's really deadly; after a round of bombing, the main force should appear."

"We've already blocked them for a few days."

"Just hope this snow continues to fall harder, otherwise we'll soon be finished here."

Although Kirill's words were very pessimistic, there was no intention of retreating at all.

Three hours later.

Xu Jie, who was covering his ears, was already covered with half a layer of dirt. Kirill patted Xu Jie on the shoulder and shouted loudly:

"Get ready to work."

"The little bastards of the Empire are about to come over."

Then he walked out of the pit, walked to the machine gun, and took off the cloth covering it. Xu Jie also followed out, and through the trench, he could see that the surroundings were filled with smoke, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of explosives.

And the Empire's army had already appeared in the sight of Xu Jie and everyone in the live room, and tank shells were fired at the position.

As the live rooms of the streamers participating in the parade phalanx started fighting.

The entire battle line between the Empire and the Soviet Union started a new round of fighting as the sun rose in the sky.

On the other side.

The streamers who chose the [Moscow Defense Medal] challenge task were all stunned, not only hiding in the wild, but also without any cold-proof clothes, and many streamers woke up to find that they had returned to the main interface.

The character they controlled was actually frozen to death, and the small team was completely wiped out.

At this time.

In Fang Ming's live room.

Fang Ming and two Soviet Union soldiers had their faces frozen iron-blue, their fingers swollen, and the three of them were hiding under a pine tree, raking up a pile of branches, ignoring the snow and the thick smoke that would be produced, using gunpowder to light the branches for warmth.