Chapter 112: The sudden Pacific battlefield (3.2k)

Fang Ming picked up the document on the table, looked at the text on it, and then looked up at the large map in the command room. It was indeed the Far East region.

It's just that the Moscow battlefield is a hundred thousand miles away from here, so why did it open up here for him?

Or is there some connection between here and Moscow?

Fang Ming flipped through the command room for a while.

A moment later.

Sitting at his desk, he held several documents and materials and showed them to the live stream:

"Brothers, I found the problem."

"Look at this document."

Fang Ming pointed to the order on the document and said:

"This document is an order for the Soviet troops to head to Moscow."

"But it doesn't seem to be the unit I'm currently in."

"Because this order is from October, and it's already mid-November."

"So I might... trigger a hidden plot later?"

"Otherwise, why would they open it up for me in the Far East?"

Saying this, Fang Ming shook his head, put down the document, and took out the materials behind it:

"I did find something else interesting."

Fang Ming spread out the materials in his hand and showed them in the live stream.

It recorded the analysis and combat readiness plan of the Soviet Federation. Fang Ming interpreted it:

"The Soviet troops in the Far East are mainly to guard against Japan, which is allied with the Empire within the Axis powers."

"Currently, the Empire and the Soviet Federation are engaged in a tug-of-war in Europe."

"And the Far East side is close to the American Freedom Federation and Japan. Currently, Japan is invading other countries on a large scale in Asia and Southeast Asia, and the Soviet side currently has about... holy crap?!"

"Over 1 million troops?!"

"Hiss..."

Fang Ming gasped, never expecting that there were over a million troops in the Far East that hadn't been used.

The live stream was also spamming question marks, looking at the analysis and combat readiness plan on the document, as well as the general deployment of troops, and was stunned.

[The Empire doesn't need to fight anymore; there are too many people.]

[Over a million in reserve, more than the Polish Federation's troops before it was destroyed.]

[If these million-plus people were to support the European battlefield, the Empire would collapse.]

[I always feel like the Empire is in a pit now... using troops against the Soviet Union is truly a misstep.]

[I was a bit worried about the Soviet situation before, but now... the Empire is finished.]

Looking at the astonished bullet comments in the live stream, Fang Ming also came back to his senses and looked at the real-time map:

"These million-plus people are mainly to guard against Japan."

"But Japan is preparing to use troops in the Pacific, right?"

"They shouldn't have any intention of using troops against the Soviet side."

"What a pity."

"The Soviet Federation doesn't know. Otherwise, if the troops in the Far East were transferred to Moscow, they might be able to push back."

Currently, Japan is gathering a large number of troops in the Pacific.

Clearly, they are going to attack the American Freedom Federation, but it's all being done secretly, and even the American Freedom Federation in the Pacific is completely unaware, let alone the Soviet Union, which is in a stalemate with the Empire.

So from a third-party perspective, it's a pity that the Soviet Union isn't taking the opportunity to use such a large batch of troops.

However, it's useless for a small Mobile Corps Commander like him to say anything, and besides, someone has to believe it. You say Japan is going to attack the American Freedom Federation in the Pacific, so Japan attacks the American Freedom Federation?

As long as it hasn't happened, saying anything is useless.

After all... who could have thought that Japan would attack the Pacific?

Fang Ming shook his head and sighed again:

"What a pity."

Such a large batch of troops can't be used; otherwise, the situation on the European battlefield would be much better.

After saying this.

Fang Ming also looked at Japan's deployment in the Pacific.

Trying to substitute himself into the current positions of various countries in the world to think about it.

How should I put it... no one would have thought that Japan would attack the Pacific at this time. The military experts on Blue Star couldn't analyze the reason either. Sending a huge neutral country to the opposite side in this situation.

It's truly outrageous.

Fang Ming introduced the rest of the documents, mostly various orders issued by the Soviet side to the troops in the Far East. Looking at several of the orders, Fang Ming said:

"It's not all stationed in the Far East."

"From June to about October, the several units transferred by the Soviet Federation from the Far East, the total number of people should be less than 20,000."

"It's still relatively conservative."

"These are all the materials in the command room. I'm going to go out and take a look."

"I should be an infantry brigade..."

After explaining the collected materials, Fang Ming intended to go out and take a look, got up, and walked outside.

However, just as he opened the door.

The howling cold wind hit his face.

Clatter! The documents on the table in the room were blown everywhere.

Fang Ming was blown back two steps, feeling only the cold knife scraping his face, instantly waking up. He used force to close the door directly, shook his head, and took a moment to recover.

"What?!"

"This is colder than Moscow!"

"I'd better find some useful information indoors."

Fang Ming retreated back to the command room and continued flipping through the materials.

On the other side.

In Zhao Ming's live stream.

Zhao Ming, who had also slept in the morning and caught up on sleep for a day.

At this time, he was full of energy, entered the game, and started the live stream.

The plot video "To: Everyone has gone to the front line" that he uploaded before catching up on sleep in the morning had already topped the click list on Tian Sha live stream for the day.

The traffic it brought was obvious. Zhao Ming had just started the stream for less than three minutes.

Over 200,000 people had already flooded into the live stream.

Zhao Ming thanked the friends in the live stream for their gifts while, according to the friends' prompts, flipping through the Polar Star official website and seeing the latest announcement.

"The effect of this Hall of Fame is permanently free GG."

"Whoever gets this will take off."

"Streamer? The streamer won't challenge it. I've also watched those live streams challenging the [Moscow Defense] medal mission; it's too perverted."

"I don't have that strength; I'd better honestly go through the plot."

"Let's start a round of [Battle of Moscow] first."

Zhao Ming chatted with the live stream while clicking the [Battle of Moscow] button.

The screen flashed and then gradually lit up.

He appeared in a simple command post, turned his head to look, and his position was still Regiment Commander, but the situation now seemed even more difficult than before he went to sleep in the morning.

Last night, at least he was assigned regular troops. Although they were wiped out in one night, they were still regular troops.

But now...

This seems to be the command post of some militia regiment.

It feels a bit miserable.

Zhao Ming, who had a bad premonition in his heart, walked out of the command post. At this time, the sky outside was already dusk, and the roar of artillery could be heard faintly.

Walking out of the gate of the command post, what came into Zhao Ming's view was a trench.

Clearly, this was a front-line command post.

And seeing Zhao Ming come out, the soldiers in the trench all called him "Officer," but they were all teasing voices, clearly not taking Zhao Ming, this officer, seriously.

Zhao Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, could only nod, patrolled around, and returned to the command post. Zhao Ming couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle:

"Most of these NPCs are local militia, and more than half are 50 or 60 years old."

"Fighting Imperial soldiers with hunting rifles."

These types of units are used entirely as expendables, and might not even last for very long.

A group of 50 or 60-year-old Soviet uncles who know they are going to die but are calmly facing death, can you expect them to respect Zhao Ming, this officer, very much?

These people should all know what the outcome will be.

So Zhao Ming didn't expect to command them either, let them play freely, maybe there will be some miraculous effect.

Then Zhao Ming found the map in the command post.

Then he opened the "real-time map" on the Polar Star official website in the live stream, started to compare his current location, and see if he could find any useful information.

A few days later.

In Zhao Ming's live stream.

The screen fell into darkness. Zhao Ming took a moment on the main interface and sighed:

"Died again."

"The intensity is too high."

Although only a week had passed in reality, more than half a month had passed in the game. Just in these half a month of fighting, Zhao Ming had died three times.

Originally thought that when he started the first round.

A team composed of a group of 50 or 60-year-old Soviet uncles was already very difficult.

But fortunately, they were all old hunters.

Followed the Empire and did Mobile Corps Commander warfare for nearly a week.

And when he started the second round.

The age of the Soviet Federation NPCs in the team rose a little bit.

And there were many civilians in the team, and their marksmanship was not even a star or a half worse than the old hunters before. Such a team only persisted for three days.

Until the third round yesterday.

The time in the game had entered the beginning of December, not to mention the weather was colder, and the team was left with only elderly people and some women.

In just three rounds, only half a month had passed in the game.

But the changes in this half month could analyze a lot of things. Zhao Ming looked at the recording of himself just before he died in battle, and the elderly people and women around him were still firing at the Imperial soldiers with guns.

After a shell hit, he was GG.

"The troops in Moscow are almost wiped out."

Young soldiers could no longer be seen. When he started before, there were still some old hunters, until they fought for half a month,

these experienced old hunters were also wiped out.

Only some civilians and elderly people remained.

Now quite a few women had joined the team.

Zhao Ming estimated that if they continued to fight like this, by the end of December, the women in Moscow would also be wiped out...

"This situation is a bit difficult."

"It's a pity that there are quite a few troops in the Far East, but they are guarding against Japan and can't be transferred over."

Zhao Ming opened the real-time map on the Polar Star official website. During this time, he had heard that there were quite a few troops in the Far East, and quite a few streamers had restarted there.

But it was too far away, and they had to guard against Japan, so they couldn't be transferred over.

There was no way to solve the predicament in Moscow.

Zhao Ming opened the real-time map and suddenly found something wrong:

"Hmm?"

On the abbreviated real-time large map, the deep red representing the Axis powers already had a red line, penetrating deep into the light blue sphere of influence of the American Freedom Federation in the Pacific.

It looked like a red dagger, inserted into the Pacific.

And this red dagger was still moving, inserting deeper into the Pacific.

Zhao Ming and the Blue Star friends in the live stream suddenly got energized:

"This is... they made a move?!"

They immediately started searching for live streams of the American Freedom Federation.

Soon, the names of several islands popped up. Zhao Ming took a look, and the most popular one was a live stream marked Pearl Harbor.

And Zhao Ming looked at the real-time map.

Japan's direction of attack was heading straight for Pearl Harbor, and it was almost there.