Chapter 120: Fang Ming: I'm killing Japanese invaders!, [Stalingrad Street Fighting] (6.7k combined)

Fang Ming died inexplicably and clicked to start again.

His mind still recalled the scene just now, a person, a bicycle, and then suddenly exploded...

Human bomb?

Is the Southeast Asian battlefield so ruthless?

At this time, the screen flashed, and Fang Ming had entered the game. What came into view was a jungle.

His ears were still filled with the sound of gunfire.

It seems that the game is currently fighting here, so starting again is still the battlefield. Fang Ming hid behind a tree for the first time, loaded the rifle in his hand, and scanned the surroundings.

Fang Ming breathed a sigh of relief:

"Jungle, the probability of surviving should be higher."

Just kidding.

He is the [Moscow Patriotic Medal] recipient who successfully broke out from the armored troops and military dog search under the Empire's 15-day encirclement!

Jungle concealment and such are small things.

Looking at the surrounding soldiers, they are still British Federation soldiers and many Asian faces, relying on the forest to shoot at the opposite side.

Fang Ming turned around, exposed a little head to look at the attacking troops opposite. This time there was time to observe, and he could clearly see the Japanese wearing yellow military uniforms opposite, also relying on trees to shoot.

Fang Ming already understood and said to the friends in the live stream:

"After Japan attacked Pearl Harbor, they chose to attack Southeast Asia, right? A part of it is the British Federation's territory, and Japan is fighting this now."

Just don't know if this is Burma or Singapore Federation?

"Before, there were fewer live streams, so I didn't know the war situation."

"Didn't expect Southeast Asia to be fighting so fiercely. Japan attacked in December, and it's almost the end of January now, and they are still fighting." Saying this, Fang Ming raised the rifle in his hand.

Bang!

One shot directly solved a Japanese soldier, Fang Ming’s mouth revealed a smile:

"Just this?"

Then hid back behind the tree, the rifle loaded again, poked his head out to shoot again, and another Japanese soldier was killed.

At this time.

Fang Ming seemed to have discovered a new continent.

The intensity of this battlefield seems to be much lower than the European battlefield. After being cannon fodder in the European war for so long, finally stood up! With continuous shooting, one shot per Japanese soldier.

Fang Ming couldn't help but want to cry. Playing this damn game for so long, finally found a bit of the feeling of being a master, no longer cannon fodder!

The more he fought, the more excited he became. Fang Ming asked the room manager to change the live stream title to [Southeast Asian Jungle Gun King, brushing kills online, 18/0]

And updated the kill count in real time.

For a time, it really attracted quite a few people.

However, as there were more kills, the Japanese soldiers opposite also became cautious, gradually reducing the frequency of attacks and showing their heads. Fang Ming didn't find any opportunity to shoot for a while.

Could only hide behind the tree and chat with the live stream about the war situation:

"The intensity of the battlefield in Southeast Asia feels much lower than the European battlefield."

"I just took down a dozen people here, and the opposite side doesn't dare to come up anymore. If this were on the European battlefield, it wouldn't be enough for one wave. These Japanese soldiers are quite cautious."

"But to be honest."

"The British Federation soldiers here are indeed quite weak."

"It's been so long, I see the number of people killed is not as many as I killed alone."

"I now suspect that when the Empire quickly pushed France, the Dunkirk evacuation might also be partly due to the soldiers."

"The combat effectiveness of these British Federation soldiers around me is really a bit..."

Previously, I always thought the Empire was too strong, plus it has always been the Soviet Federation faction, in high-intensity confrontation with the Empire, leading to Fang Ming's misunderstanding of the combat effectiveness of soldiers on "Earth".

Until now, he started in Southeast Asia, feeling the combat effectiveness of the British Federation soldiers around him, and that ridiculously weak marksmanship.

And the cautious Japanese soldiers, who adjusted their tactics and didn't dare to show their heads after a dozen people died, Fang Ming couldn't help but curse Polar Star Games and that black-hearted Old Thief Zhao.

So I've been brushing a hell-level dungeon all along???

Fang Ming cursed while talking to the friends in the live stream, and at the same time looked at the jungle. Those Japanese soldiers still hadn't pressed over.

Perhaps it was his sniping that worked, those Japanese soldiers didn't dare to show their heads.

For a time, he couldn't find any good opportunities to shoot.

At this time.

The Japanese soldiers opposite the jungle began to throw smoke bombs, incendiary bombs, grenades, and other throwing objects. Fang Ming could only temporarily hide behind the tree,

guarding against the opposite side.

Boom—!

Boom—!

The explosion of grenades and the spread of smoke reduced the visibility in the jungle for a while. Fang Ming felt vaguely that the opposite side wanted to rush over for close-quarters combat, and couldn't help but raise his spirits.

Suddenly!

The sound of "click-clack" "click-clack" tracks sounded in the jungle.

Fang Ming, who was already holding his breath, suddenly jumped, almost jumping up in response.

Tank?!

Fang Ming subconsciously wanted to find cover. This is too ridiculous?!

How could there be tanks?

No!

This is a jungle?

How could a tank drive into a jungle?

Fang Ming suddenly stopped his head and turned to look at the opposite side of the jungle. At this time, it was still blocked by smoke bombs and explosion smoke, but the "click-clack" "click-clack" sound was getting closer and closer.

The surrounding British Federation soldiers had terrified expressions, some even dropped their guns and turned to run.

It left Fang Ming a bit stunned for a while.

What the hell is it that scares these guys like this?

Fang Ming couldn't figure out the situation for a while, watching many British Federation soldiers around running away, subconsciously analyzing whether to follow them.

However... just delayed for a while.

It was too late.

The "click-clack" sound came from all directions. Smoke bombs and grenades were just to confuse them.

The real enemy... was attacking from both sides?!

"Click" sounds erupted from all directions; the smoke grenades and hand grenades were merely to distract them.

Fang Ming widened his eyes and understood:

"Rough?!"

This is not a tank at all?

It's the sound of bicycle steel rims hitting stones.

Fang Ming could see the Japanese soldier riding a bicycle rushing toward the position, then being shot dead by the panicked British Federation soldiers, and then... explosion!

Boom—!!!

Then there were bicycles rushing to the position and exploding.

Under Fang Ming's dumbfounded situation.

The Japanese soldiers only paid some bicycles and soldiers, and used the tactic of going around to the side to crush the morale of the British Federation's position.

Many British Federation soldiers even dropped their weapons and ran away without looking back.

The intensity of the Southeast Asian battlefield refreshed Fang Ming's cognition... but this degree of absurdity!

Also refreshed Fang Ming's cognition. This collapse is too fast, right?

If these British Federation soldiers were thrown to Moscow, I'm afraid they would have been pushed flat by the Empire in one day.

And this cost... a few bicycles and a few Japanese soldiers, this is not enough for a tank's oil money for one day on the European battlefield, right?

Fang Ming picked up his gun and started shooting at the "bicycle suicide soldiers" rushing over, but the surrounding British Federation soldiers had already collapsed, only caring about running.

As soon as he opened fire, he instantly became the target of public criticism.

Watching a Japanese soldier being shot dead, other Japanese soldiers riding bicycles rushed toward him, some even able to pull out rifles at him.

Bang—!

The screen went dark.

In the live stream, Fang Ming was still numb, rubbed his face, and was still a bit unbelievable:

"Damn it?"

"Is this game serious?"

"I was killed by a suicide soldier riding a bicycle, holding a rifle?"

"No! He held the bicycle handle with one hand and shot with a rifle with the other?"

"This is a bit too accurate, right?!"

Fang Ming doubted life. Under the gaze of countless friends in the live stream, he stood up and tried the posture of riding a bicycle, holding the handle with one hand and raising the rifle to shoot with the other:

"This is also unreasonable, right?!"

"And that's a jungle, bumpy, can this aim???"

Watching Fang Ming's funny appearance, the live stream went crazy.

[It is quite accurate.]

[Laughing to death, streamer don't try, at least three Japanese suicide soldiers rushed at you just now, how could they not hit one shot.]

[It was quite accurate originally, those British Federation soldiers were suppressed by shooting.]

[How should I put it... belongs to bad luck, that gun was probably a guess, but originally there was a foundation, and even if you weren't beaten to death, you would have to die later.]

[Exactly, those British Federation soldiers all ran away, you really think of yourself as a superhero? Guarding the position alone? How is this possible.]

Fang Ming came back to his senses and stopped struggling.

Indeed.

Anything can happen on the battlefield. In that situation, it was probably a guess.

He couldn't even imagine, letting someone ride a bicycle with one hand on the handle in a bumpy jungle, and shooting blindly with a rifle in the other hand, how brain-dead the commander of such a suicide bomber must be.

What kind of sharpshooter is this, letting such a sharpshooter come to be a suicide bomber, if that's not brain-dead, what is?

It must be a guess!

However, the situation on the Southeast Asian battlefield indeed brought a brand-new experience to Fang Ming and the friends in the live stream. Fang Ming struggled for a while and started again immediately.

Only this time, he started on the [North African Battlefield].

As for why he was so sure?

Because Fang Ming, who was a tank commander this time, climbed out of the tank hatch and looked at the endless sand with binoculars. It definitely couldn't be the jungle of Southeast Asia...

Fang Ming synchronized the perspective he saw in his binoculars to the friends in the live stream:

"Desert battlefield, a bit difficult."

"What's the situation in North Africa, does any iron fan know?"

"Just looking at the environment, there is no cover at all. If you really fight, it's pure life-filling."

As Fang Ming scanned around with binoculars, many friends also saw it, but there was no cover. There was no place to hide. Are you counting on sand to stop bullets?

Suddenly, an urgent barrage with an exclamation mark flashed in the live stream.

[Don't look at it! Run! There is a disguised tank cluster of the Empire! Run! Run!!!]

Obviously, this friend found something when Fang Ming was looking around with binoculars, and reminded him anxiously.

And looking at the tone, it seems like he had been hit with some shadow.

But it was already too late. Fang Ming just noticed this barrage.

Boom—!

A shell directly hit the tank at the front, then sand filled the sky from the side, and the tank at the front was directly scrapped.

Then one gray-yellow painted Empire tank after another roared and rushed from the side, also firing shells. The sound of continuous shelling rang out.

Crack!

Fang Ming only felt the car body he was in shake, and his body was shaken numb.

Was hit?

The next second, Boom—!!!

The explosion exploded between the tank Fang Ming was in and the turret. The violent impact directly lifted the turret into the high sky, and following the turret into the sky... was Fang Ming.

Because Fang Ming was looking at the surrounding environment from the hatch above, when the turret was blown away, Fang Ming's arm was on the entrance of the hatch, and he went to the sky with the turret.

In the inverted perspective.

The Empire's tanks were rushing over with sand filling the sky.

Thud!

The turret landed, a muffled sound, the perspective was pitch black.

"Hiss—"

Fang Ming, who appeared on the main interface, took a cold breath after realizing it:

"This way of dying, is it so ridiculous?"

The barrage in the live stream was also rolling.

[6666, your two ways of dying can be made into a video collection.]

[Beaten to death by someone riding a bicycle with one hand, smashed to death by a turret blown away by a tank, awesome!]

[Wait, brothers, no!]

[What's wrong?]

[Is this Old Thief Zhao's new way of torturing players?!]

[...]

[..]

[Holy crap? You don't say! You really don't say?!]

With a friend reminding them, everyone reacted. This intensity is indeed lower than the European battlefield, but it seems they died faster. Fang Ming’s mouth also twitched, it seems... there is some truth to it!

He was chased by the Empire for 15 days before dying. This time, he started 3 times in less than an hour. No, must try again:

"Brothers, I'll try a few more rounds."

"Maybe this is really Old Thief Zhao's conspiracy!"

"He really doesn't act like a human at all?!"

Then...

A night passed.

In the live stream in the morning, looking at the pitch-black screen, Fang Ming, who returned to the main interface and was tortured by fancy ways of dying, smashed the table:

"Off the air!"

Blown to death, crushed to death, bombed to death by shells, fell into the Atlantic and swam for an hour and a half, and finally bitten to death by a shark.

In short, there is nothing he can't think of, nothing he can't die of.

Ridiculous!!!

Fang Ming was stunned by the fancy ways of dying, and other streamers were no better.

The death on the [European Battlefield] was at least a head-on conflict, beaten to death openly by the enemy.

But other battlefields were different. The ways of dying were almost the same as Fang Ming's. There were all kinds of deaths, and even on the [Southeast Asian Battlefield], there were those bitten to death by poisonous snakes.

She is a female streamer herself, afraid of such things.

Lying on the ground, too scared to move by a group of poisonous snakes, watching the poisonous snakes surround her, cold and delicate scales sliding across her calves...:

Bite!

In short, there are all kinds of deaths. In one night.

A new editing category has been born, "World War II: Rise of Empires" Fancy Death Collection...

However, although there are many curses from players, the novel experience has also gained a lot of popularity.

Some streamers are purely fun-loving and are constantly starting. The discussions on the Internet about this update are mixed. Some say it's more humanized, some say it's ridiculously dead.

But this is only the first day, and it will take some time for players to know the specific situation.

On the other side.

The "Anti-War Competition" awards ceremony also ended last night.

Regarding the subsequent 1 billion federation currency reward and the promotion and support plan in the six major federations, it was all taken over by Shen Qinghan.

With the support of the six major federations, the "Earth" IP series can almost be said to have no opponents within a year.

There is no one blind enough to trip up products promoted and supported by the "Anti-War Competition" official.

And this "Earth" IP series product itself is linked to the game and will not conflict with mainstream products or companies that have already been consolidated in the market.

Because this belongs to game peripheral products, even the leading enterprises in the catering and liquor industry on Blue Star can't say anything.

You can't stop people from selling peripherals, right?

And people are linked to the game. Even if you produce imitations to suppress them, you don't have that game support.

Basically, it is unsolvable, not to mention federation promotion.

Three days later.

In the morning, after breakfast, Zhao Ming and Shen Qinghan boarded a private plane to the Great Xia Federation. After waving to the reluctant eldest prince of the Golden Moon Federation.

Zhao Ming turned and walked into the private plane, then the smile on his face stopped immediately:

"Quick, I want to sleep!"

Hurriedly rushed to the exclusive lounge. Shen Qinghan shook her head helplessly and followed with a smile.

Zhao Ming’s collapse was actually no less than the players in the game.

Damn it.

Zhao Ming received his emotion value for the first time and understood the players' mood.

A full three days.

This eldest prince of the Golden Moon Federation was like that Tang Monk, constantly asking this and that, this military strategy, that case, this general, that battle...

Even Zhao Ming, who considered himself able to stay up late, often sleeping in the middle of the night.

Didn't outlast this eldest prince of the Golden Moon Federation. This guy really doesn't sleep!

Zhao Ming arrived at the lounge, lay down, and started sleeping. Shen Qinghan originally planned to talk about the company's subsequent development, but seeing this, she couldn't speak.

Could only wait until they arrived.

Don't know how long he slept, Zhao Ming was woken up by Shen Qinghan.

Zhao Ming yawned, much more energetic:

"Are we there?"

Sat up and looked at Shen Qinghan.

Shen Qinghan sat beside him, a pile of price lists and planning books on the small table in front of her:

"Five minutes left."

"After we arrive in a while, let's go to the new park to take a look."

"The address has been selected. If you have no problem after looking at it, we will start building."

"This is what it looks like after optimization based on your design drawings."

Shen Qinghan clicked on the virtual projection on her phone, and a miniature of the building complex came out.

Zhao Ming looked and nodded, smiling:

"Not bad."

"Just follow this."

"The facade has to be this domineering."

Shen Qinghan gave a light "hmm," then said:

"What activities are there for the game next?"

"The initial promotion support for the 'Anti-War Competition' has been negotiated. If there is a linkage in the game, the 'Earth' IP series products will sell better."

"Mainly to get this momentum out, the rest is easy to talk about."

Zhao Ming said:

"This is easy to handle."

"Polar Star Company's press conference will be held in a few days."

"Mention it then."

"In the game, update the version and add activities to get 'Earth' IP series products."

"The plot competition held before was quite good."

"Let's do another one later."

Saying this, Zhao Ming also took out his phone and clicked on the virtual workbench.

The plan projection for the next steps appeared in front of him.

Shen Qinghan looked over, mainly the plan for the press conference.

The press conference will release the Polar Star app promotion, as well as another part of the "Cold War Clouds" CG and the complete CG of the Huaxia History series, up to modern times.

Then it is the content update of "World War II: Rise of Empires", with a series of [Battlefields].

After Zhao Ming clicked on the virtual workbench, he slid the plan back, moved it to the front of the [Battle of Moscow] permanent battlefield, and added some text in front.

["Earth" IP series product promotion]

After looking at the order and finding no problem, Zhao Ming used his hand to control and turn off the projection on the workbench:

"Done."

"Sleep."

After speaking, he lay back. Shen Qinghan saw this and pushed him:

"Three minutes left."

"Don't sleep."

Zhao Ming waved his hand and said:

"Don't worry about me."

After speaking, he had already fallen asleep. Shen Qinghan shook her head.

Three minutes later.

As the private plane landed, Shen Qinghan stood up to call Zhao Ming, but found that Zhao Ming had already stood up faster and walked outside, "Let's go."

Shen Qinghan: ????

When Shen Qinghan walked out of the private train.

Zhao Ming was already full of energy and moving around, looking at the surroundings:

"This doesn't seem to be East Sea City?"

Shen Qinghan rolled her eyes:

"Thanks to the pits you dug at the awards ceremony, your haters have occupied the major traffic and private train routes in East Sea City, just waiting for you to come out."

"Do I dare to land in East Sea City?"

"Let's go, my private car is here too."

"First go to see the park site selection, then go to the temporary office."

"Can't stay in the original company for now."

Zhao Ming smacked his lips, noncommittal:

"Is it that serious?"

Didn't I just dig a few pits? Besides, I also showed them the CG!

Shen Qinghan sneered and didn't speak, stepping on high heels and walking forward "clack clack," Zhao Ming followed helplessly.

At this time.

Sky Shark Live Stream, Game Zone.

In Fang Ming's live stream.

Hiding behind sandbags at the commanding height of the position, the sound of gunfire and artillery fire on the battlefield was constant, and the sharp sound of shells tore through the smoke and dust, smashing down from high altitude.

Boom! Boom!!!

The humid Southeast Asian climate caused mud everywhere in the morning, and the mud splashed by the artillery fire splashed more than a hundred meters away, splashing Fang Ming all over.

"MD!"

Fang Ming wiped the mud off his face:

"Fortunately, this game doesn't have a health bar, otherwise, if mud gets on your face and you lose health, how embarrassing would that be."

After speaking, Fang Ming stood up and aimed quickly.

Bang!

One shot hit, then immediately squatted down.

The next second.

A few bullets came, hitting the sandbags.

Fang Ming couldn't help but say:

"These little Japanese devils' marksmanship is really accurate."

The term "little devils" was learned from the Asian soldiers nearby in the past few days. Thinking about it carefully, I found it was really the case.

Normal humans wouldn't tie explosive packs and charge while screaming.

It looked like they were possessed by evil spirits.

Even Fang Ming had to admit that this nickname was very appropriate.

Fang Ming bent over, moved quickly along the trench, and arrived at the next position. The devils' marksmanship was much stronger than these British Federation water goods around.

If he shot at one point, he would be gone the next time he raised his head.

Fang Ming took a deep breath, then stood up suddenly and shot at the little devils on the position side.

Bang!

Another head count.

Fang Ming squatted down to load the rifle in his hand. At this time, the barrage floated by.

[Polar Star official website updated, doesn't the streamer want to go take a look.]

Fang Ming's mouth twitched:

"Update?"

"I'm killing devils here?!"

"No time to look at the update."

After speaking, he moved quickly to the next position, stood up and shot again, but this time he missed. Fang Ming said so, but still returned to the live stream while loading.

Quickly opened the Polar Star game official website, clicked on the latest announcement, Fang Ming laughed:

"But then again."

"Who said killing devils delays looking at updates."

"Let me see what's updated."

"Press conference in three days?"

"[Cold War Clouds] and [Huaxia History Series] complete CG?"

"Classic battle series plot?"

"What is this?"

"Let me see what's written... Classic battle series mainly provides multi-angle re-experience for battles players have already experienced."

"Classic battle series so far, mainly includes [Blitzkrieg Poland] [Battle of France] [Battle of Britain] [Barbarossa... Operation]?!!!"

"Holy crap, even this battle exists?!"

"There are also [Battle of Moscow], [Attack on Pearl Harbor] these two behind."

"At the same time... this company will also launch new permanent battlefields."

"The only [Normandy Landing] currently cannot meet player needs. Next, we will launch the permanent dungeon [Battle of Moscow] derived from the national war dungeon."

"We will continue to launch new permanent dungeons later, including air warfare, naval warfare, jungle warfare, etc."

"The permanent dungeon determined to be proposed in the second half of the year is [Stalingrad Street Fighting] derived from the national war dungeon?"

"Street fighting? My old profession is an assault soldier!"

"The permanent instance confirmed for release in the second half of the year is the [Stalingrad Urban Warfare] derived from the national war instance?"

"Urban warfare? My specialty is being a shock trooper!"