Chapter 107: [Pacific Battlefield] Lit Up, Sneak Attack?! (3k)

The friends in the live broadcast room couldn't bear to watch.

[If ranked by tragedy, the streamer challenging the [Moscow Order of the Patriotic War] mission is definitely the most miserable.]

[Is this mission meant for humans?]

[Why don't I see the Empire faction and the Soviet Federation faction like this, some streamers are even very leisurely?]

[Because it's not the same; the streamer is facing the Empire NPCs directly, while those you mentioned are other streamers pecking at each other like chickens.]

[Indeed, the battlefield the streamer is confronting has ceased fire, only the Empire and Soviet NPCs on the entire front line are still fighting.]

[The "Earthlings" in this game are truly ruthless, fighting even at minus twenty or thirty degrees.]

Fang Ming looked at the barrage, his voice trembling from the cold:

"At this time, if anyone gives me a cup of hot milk tea, I'll call them father... I'm frozen to death."

"Why did it suddenly snow when it was fine..."

Although it was warm before it snowed, it was truly cold after it snowed. The first half of the night yesterday was fine, but by the second half, the cold wind was bone-chilling. He had to force himself to stay awake all night to survive; otherwise, if he closed his eyes, he would have frozen to death like the other streamers.

Suddenly.

The sound of bombers passing through the sky rang out. Fang Ming's expression changed, looking at the fire in front of him:

"Damn!"

He stood up abruptly and reached out to grab the two remaining team members, pulling them and running toward the distance.

Before they had run twenty meters, the roar in the sky had already approached, followed closely by.

Whoosh—

The whistling of falling bombs rang out.

Crackle, crackle.

The shells landed on the pine branches, breaking them and falling down.

Boom—!!!

It exploded upon hitting a thick tree branch.

The shockwave of the explosion spread in all directions, and countless pine branches were blown away. Fang Ming took the two Soviet soldiers and threw themselves to the ground, with branches constantly falling on their heads, almost burying them.

A moment later.

The shock produced by the explosion slowly dissipated. Fang Ming pushed away the branches on his body and climbed up, pulling up the two soldiers: "Run quickly."

"We can't stay here."

After speaking, he stepped on the snow in the forest and walked toward the east.

It's killing me.

Even getting warm leads to being bombed, but if you don't get warm... you'll just freeze to death.

In this situation, Fang Ming couldn't help but feel a sense of despair in his heart. When will this end?!

Looking down from a high-altitude perspective.

At this time, Fang Ming was taking two soldiers, the three of them walking unevenly in the snow, struggling toward Moscow in the east.

And to the west of the forest, Empire troops had already slowly surrounded them, without a moment's rest.

At this time.

On the entire front line, the most comfortable place should be the battlefield that was just divided.

The Empire faction and Soviet Federation faction players confronting each other had stopped fighting because of the heavy snow, each staying in their own base, roasting fire to keep warm.

Streamer Cheng Yu, who held the rank of Mobile Corps Commander on the Empire faction side.

Was squatting by the tank, feeling extremely depressed watching the tank that wouldn't start no matter what:

"This isn't right?"

"How come I see the Empire NPCs still fighting, but our tank won't start."

The people beside him were also confused, not knowing what was going on.

It was a player with the maintenance master profession who checked and found the problem:

"The temperature is too low."

"The lubricating oil and antifreeze have failed, and the engine is also frozen. In other words... they are all scrapped."

As soon as this was said, all the Blue Star players were stunned.

Cheng Yu was also confused, saying:

"Isn't it only minus 20 degrees?"

"Even if you throw a toy car outside, it wouldn't freeze..."

Speaking of this, Cheng Yu stopped his words.

Damn.

This isn't Blue Star.

On Blue Star, even toy cars wouldn't freeze at minus twenty degrees because the technical materials on Blue Star are advanced.

But that shouldn't be the case...

Who would have thought that such a large tank could be frozen and paralyzed by a temperature of minus twenty degrees? It's simply absurd.

Cheng Yu couldn't help but ask:

"How could this happen?"

"I see that on other battlefields of the Empire faction, tanks can still start."

The maintenance master player said helplessly:

"They can move because they never stopped in the first place."

"They are still fighting now."

"We just left it there as soon as it snowed, and it's been frozen for so long, it's already frozen broken."

Cheng Yu saw this and was also helpless, saying:

"Alright."

There's no way to repair it, wait... where can we wait?

This battlefield was divided by Polar Star for them to peck at each other like chickens; there was no support at all.

Cheng Yu was also a bit depressed, because it was fine if the armor couldn't go out because of heavy rain and got stuck in the mud, but after finally waiting for the ground to freeze, the tank ended up frozen broken. What kind of quality is this?!

He shook his head and returned to the command room.

At this time, everyone in the command room was very comfortable, playing cards, looking at maps, and doing everything.

It's just that the Slav Federation player who told him it might snow was now wrapped in a quilt.

Squatting in front of the stove to keep warm, looking like he wished he could hug the stove.

Cheng Yu's mouth twitched, and he walked over to ask curiously:

"Aren't you from the Slav Federation side?"

"Is it that cold?"

The Slav Federation player nodded:

"Too cold."

"I thought I was very resistant to the cold, but now I realize."

"It's not that I'm resistant to the cold."

"It's that the thermal insulation facilities on Blue Star are too complete and too good."

"Last night I almost froze to death."

"Damn, why is it so cold in this game."

"It's so cold and they are still fighting; those NPCs must be crazy."

Cheng Yu also nodded in agreement.

Damn...

The tanks are all frozen and paralyzed, yet those NPCs on "Earth" are still fighting. Their flesh-and-blood bodies are more resistant than tanks.

Cheng Yu also took a stool 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, she wanted to take advantage of the heavy snow to raid the opposite side, but as soon as they went out, they were frozen back. Mainly because there weren't many cotton clothes in the camp, and the temperature outside was so low, they could only huddle in the house to keep warm.

But looking at the real-time map on the Polar Star official website.

The Empire and Soviet Federation factions that were still fighting, as well as the combat perspectives in other live broadcast rooms, many live broadcast rooms were on the front line, and one could clearly see the soldiers of both factions.

Because of the sudden heavy snow, they didn't even have cotton clothes.

They were still wearing autumn clothes, charging against the cold wind of minus twenty degrees.

Mo Xiaomo also made a similar exclamation:

"The 'Earth' people are still tough."

After sighing, Mo Xiaomo called up the real-time map of the Polar Star official website in the live broadcast room.

At this time, looking at the map.

Although the Empire troops had already approached Moscow.

But the effect brought by the [Red Square Parade] was also there. The Empire couldn't push through that last distance, and the Soviet Federation erupted with unimaginable resilience.

Mo Xiaomo studied for a while, and suddenly a barrage floated by.

[Streamer, look at the Pacific region, it's lit up!]

The others were barrage with question marks, and Mo Xiaomo saw the barrage:

"What?"

"Wait, I'll go take a look."

After speaking, she immediately zoomed out the real-time map in front of her to the entire Earth range, and then slid to the Pacific side.

"Eh?"

"It really lit up?!"

At this time.

The entire Pacific battlefield area had lost its gray mask.

All islands and labels were clearly displayed in the eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room.

However, unlike the color division of the Empire faction and Soviet faction in the [European Battlefield] and [North African Battlefield].

At this time, in the [Pacific Battlefield] area.

Most of it was a light blue area. Mo Xiaomo clicked on an island and jumped out the information on the island.

[Pearl Harbor Naval Base (Hawaii)]

(Affiliation: American Freedom Federation (Neutral))

[Introduction: Pearl Harbor Naval Base is the command center established by the American Freedom Federation for the Pacific Theater.]

[It is the headquarters of all fleets in the Pacific Theater.]

[Function: Provides ship repair, supply, submarine maintenance, and strategic command support; it is the area where the American Freedom Federation has the densest submarine deployment in the Pacific region.]

Then there was another part, on the edge of the Pacific.

It was an area with the same color as the Axis powers in Europe, but what Mo Xiaomo clicked on was not the Empire, but the Empire of Japan, which was also an Axis power like the Kingdom of Italy.

The introduction of the Japanese naval base popped up.

It looked like the military strength was not as strong as the American Freedom Federation, but if you zoom in on the map, you will find that Japan is currently gathering troops toward the Pacific region, and the red dots moving on the map are fleets.

With the lighting up of the [Pacific Battlefield].

The sphere of influence of the American Freedom Federation also appeared on the world map, and it looked like the sphere of influence of the American Freedom Federation was not small, and it was still in a neutral state, not participating in any battlefield.

And the color range of the Empire of Japan, because of the lighting up, could also be seen to occupy quite a lot of Southeast Asia.

At this time, the entire "Earth," except for the Asian theater at the core, was almost completely lit up. It could be roughly divided into three factions: the crimson of the Axis powers, the deep blue of the Allied powers, and the light blue of the neutral American Freedom Federation.

From Europe to Africa, from Africa to Asia, one could see the crimson of the Axis powers infecting the world everywhere. Only now did the netizens on Blue Star have an intuitive understanding of the so-called "World War." Currently, in the entire world, only the American Freedom Federation had no war, and all other areas were at war.

Mo Xiaomo dragged the "real-time map" and looked around the world, and also found those moving red dots:

"Eh?"

"What is this Empire of Japan doing gathering troops in the Pacific?"

Mo Xiaomo pointed to the small red dots moving slowly on the real-time map and clicked on the information; it was either the Japanese fleet or the Japanese aircraft formation.

At this time, they were all slowly gathering toward the islands in the Pacific region.

And the American Freedom Federation in the Pacific had not noticed anything yet. If you randomly click on a naval base and zoom in, it is a scene of soldiers being leisurely, forming a sharp contrast with the gathered troops on the other side. Mo Xiaomo looked at the map.

And said to the live broadcast room:

"Is this Empire of Japan going to attack the American Freedom Federation?"

"The Empire side is already in a stalemate, and now they want to open a new battlefield? The Polar Star official website didn't announce it either. Is it because it hasn't started yet?"