Chapter 125: 【Stalingrad】 survived for half a day, CG plot?! (6.1k combined)

The impact of the explosion arrived, half-pushing Fang Ming into the kitchen.

The deafening sound exploded in his ears, his brain buzzing.

The fragments of the grenade shattered all the glass in the room, and the sound of shattering was incessant.

Although Fang Ming moved quickly, he was inevitably hit by the grenade fragments, which pierced his military uniform and embedded into his flesh, fortunately without causing fatal damage.

Too late to think too much, Fang Ming immediately rolled up.

He raised his hand to feel his body, and also found two grenades. He pulled one off, pulled the pin, and quickly walked to the door,

then threw it to the position where the grenade was thrown from the opposite side, and retracted his body.

Boom!

The same deafening explosion rang out, just don't know if it hit anyone.

Fang Ming picked up his gun and rushed out immediately, instantly locking onto something hidden in the shadows at the stairwell.

Rat-tat-tat-tat!!!

Dense submachine gun bullets hit the shadow, and after several blood flowers bloomed, it became completely motionless and slumped down.

Only then did Fang Ming breathe a sigh of relief, his intensely beating heart relaxing a bit.

His eyes scanned the surroundings nervously, gunfire in the building was constant, and he didn't know how many battlefields there were for a while.

Fang Ming quickly ran to the corpse of the Imperial soldier under the stairs, searched his weapons and equipment clean, and then looked at the "stairs" in front of him.

It's called "stairs", but it's actually just a ladder.

There is a large hole in the room above, and the ladder is placed directly at the hole, so you can climb up from here.

Fang Ming looked at the doorway, picked up a piece of mirror shard, approached the doorway, stuck it on the door frame, and extended the mirror shard to look left and right.

Outside is a long corridor.

This corridor connects room after room, and walking out without knowing the number of enemies is just a target.

Fang Ming had a headache for a while.

Can't get out.

The mirror in his hand kept changing sides, observing the situation outside. Although the corridor was empty, he really didn't dare to walk... The gunfire and angry curses of the battle echoed in this building without stopping.

Every floor had rooms fighting.

Suddenly!

The door of the fighting room next door was suddenly slammed open.

Wooden door fragments carried two figures flying out, hitting the wall of the corridor. The Imperial soldier above pressed down with a dagger, wanting to kill the person underneath. Fang Ming recognized that the one below was a streamer in the team, and immediately leaned out to shoot.

Rat-tat-tat!

Three shots hit the Imperial soldier, one of which hit the neck, and he lost his strength in an instant.

The streamer who was being pinned down on the ground pushed the corpse away, and before he could get up, Fang Ming aimed at the figure leaning out from the corridor and fired. The opposite side also swept a series of bullets over.

For a time, the sound of gunfire and the sound of glass shattering in the corridor rang out.

And the streamer next to Fang Ming also took advantage of the two people exchanging fire to quickly crawl back into the room, leaning against the wall in shock and panting.

The exchange of fire between Fang Ming and the Imperial soldier also stopped, and both of them retracted.

The corridor was quiet.

Just no one dared to show their head...

Fang Ming leaned against the wall by the broken window and asked:

"What's the situation on your side?"

The streamer next door panted and said:

"Two, both dead."

Fang Ming said:

"Two on my side too, let's guard the corridor first."

"Wait for night."

In the current situation, can't... can't get out, can't... can't get in.

And don't dare to run out.

Who knows if there are enemies observing outside.

A sense of inexplicable frustration struck.

A big living person, trapped in the room and can't get out, damn...

Fang Ming felt a bit anxious, kept breathing deeply to adjust, and then looked at the fifty split screens in the bottom right corner of the livestream room. At this time, after several minutes of fierce fighting, these split screens had already gone black by nearly half.

Of the 50 people in the team, only 20-something were left.

This intensity really stunned Fang Ming, Yu Feng, and these people.

In Yu Feng's split screen, he was limping toward the corpse of an Imperial soldier, searching and looting weapons and equipment,

He was shot twice in the thigh, and in this situation, it was impossible to leave the room.

Going out is just looking for death.

Inside the livestream room.

Yu Feng called up the Tian Sha livestream room and asked:

"What's the situation?"

Fang Ming said:

"We should be in the same building, but we can't get out, we're trapped."

"I'm on the first floor, next door is Xiaoyu."

"How about you guys."

People in the room kept saying:

"I'm in the room on the far right of the second floor."

"I'm on the third floor, middle room."

"I think I'm on the fifth floor."

"I'm here..."

Yu Feng took a look at the scenery outside the window, then walked to the balcony and looked at the height outside:

"I'm also on the third floor, on the right, which one are you on the right..."

As he spoke, Yu Feng always felt something staring at him.

Turning his head to the right, a pitch-black gun barrel appeared in his line of sight, and cold sweat flowed down Yu Feng's back.

Damn...

I've already killed three! How come there's still someone on the balcony?!!!

Damn!!!

Before Yu Feng could get angry.

Bang—!!!

A gunshot rang out, and the screen went black directly.

Inside the livestream room.

Yu Feng was completely red.

!!!

The table in front of him shook violently, and the usually calm Yu Feng couldn't help but say:

"This is really outrageous!"

"There's someone on the balcony too?!!!"

Before, when Old Thief Zhao said it was as high as several stories, many players didn't understand what was going on.

With the game update finished and started.

Watching the livestream, everyone discovered...

It really just gives you a building several stories high to play in.

But I didn't expect the difficulty of this several-story building to be this outrageous.

Yu Feng picked up the cup on the table and gulped down several mouthfuls of water before recovering. Seeing that the split screens in the livestream room had already exited, he simply enlarged it.

He clicked off the ones that had gone black, and arranged the remaining 20 room split screens into five rows according to the floors, showing them to the viewers in the livestream:

"Let me see... there are five floors in total from top to bottom."

"There are 5 on the fifth floor."

"6 on the fourth floor."

"2 on the third floor."

"2 on the second floor."

"5 on the first floor."

"The situation is not good."

"There are too few people on the second and third floors. Once occupied, it directly separates the first floor from the fourth and fifth floors."

"But the Empire side is also not easy to fight."

"No one dares to come out, the corridors are all being watched, whoever comes out dies, and running outside the window is also tough. Not to mention the fourth and fifth floors can't run, once they run outside, they are live targets."

"This design is too wicked."

Looking at the distribution here, Yu Feng couldn't help but have a toothache as he spoke.

Can't even get out of the building, is it all this hard?

Yu Feng opened Tian Sha livestream, glanced at it, and clicked into several livestream rooms.

He found that the livestream rooms challenging for the 【Stalingrad Medal】 were almost all in such buildings, while some players who chose not to challenge were assigned to different houses depending on the number of people in the team.

For example, Mo Xiaomo, who was alone.

Inside the livestream room.

Mo Xiaomo was in an independent three-story building, not the collective building like Fang Ming and Yu Feng. At this time, Mo Xiaomo was hiding behind the sofa on the side of the third-floor stairs, staring nervously at the stairwell.

Cautious, subtle footsteps came from downstairs. Mo Xiaomo had been squatting for more than ten minutes, and the people below just wouldn't come up.

It seemed they were searching downstairs the whole time, but the pressure was imaginable.

In just this short while, Mo Xiaomo was already sweating cold sweat. This feeling of the enemy's footsteps being downstairs but walking around and not coming up was too torturous.

Mo Xiaomo didn't dare to pull the bolt either, afraid of alarming the enemies below.

She could only adjust her body slightly, put her hand on the bolt, and quietly extend it to ensure that she could pull the bolt to shoot the first moment the enemy attacked.

This tense, oppressive, and stimulating environment, honestly.

Attracted a huge wave of traffic.

Even Yu Feng, who originally planned to just take a look, couldn't help but stop and hold his breath with the viewers in the livestream,

listening to the movement downstairs from Mo Xiaomo getting closer and closer...

Until a few minutes later.

A steel helmet slowly appeared at the stairwell,

No one on the first floor, no one on the second floor. When searching to the third floor, this Imperial soldier seemed to relax his vigilance a bit. After shaking a few times with a feint, there was no sound, and he slowly walked up.

"Click, click"!

The sound of the bolt suddenly rang out.

Bang—!!!

A gunshot rang out, and the Imperial soldier was hit in the chest and rolled down the stairs directly. The sound of impact kept coming, and finally, he smashed onto the floor of the second floor.

Mo Xiaomo finally breathed a sigh of relief, but still didn't dare to act rashly.

Looking at the sky outside, the sun was about to set. As long as she held on for a few hours, with the night as cover, it would be safer at night.

After waiting for a while, after there was no sound in the building at all.

Mo Xiaomo relaxed, but she still didn't dare to go out, still hiding behind the sofa, but said to the livestream with some excitement:

"This 【Stalingrad】 is too exciting."

"You guys don't know how fast my heart was beating just now, my god."

"This is the first time I've encountered this situation."

Before, on the battlefield, it was all mindless charging. This was the first time being so cautious, tense, and stimulating.

The livestream chat was also flooding with 6666.

Mo Xiaomo opened the real-time map on the Polar Star official website and found Stalingrad.

You can clearly see that the Imperial forces have already reached Stalingrad.

And have already occupied a small half.

Looking at Stalingrad divided by the Volga River on the map.

The left side of the Volga River has already been occupied by the Empire, while the right side is still in the hands of the Soviet Federation.

Mo Xiaomo looked at the scenery outside the window and asked the viewers in the livestream to analyze where she was. The hundreds of thousands of viewers in the livestream soon locked onto the location based on the scenery outside Mo Xiaomo's window.

Mo Xiaomo looked at the scenery outside and the hints from the viewers in the livestream, and finally confirmed:

"I should be at the 【Central Railway Station】 now."

"There are quite a few troops around."

"Looking at it this way, I am temporarily safe."

"Let me see..."

"The Soviet Federation is constantly sending troops over from the other side of the river."

"Hiss—"

"What kind of battle is this going to be."

Livestream chat floated by.

【Hard to say what kind of battle, but it's very tragic.】

【That's right, those challenging for the 【Stalingrad Medal】 have all been stunned.】

【Some just entered the challenge for five minutes, came out and restarted, only to appear in the living room at the start, and the screen went black in seconds.】

【Laughing to death, is it that tragic?】

It is indeed very tragic.

Mo Xiaomo looked outside and could see fierce fighting in some buildings. On the street, there were Imperial soldiers and Soviet soldiers fighting on the same street, pulling back and forth.

Blue Star players had a concept of 【Urban Street Fighting】 for the first time.

In previous games, even the 【Battle of Kiev】 did not have such resistance, but in Stalingrad, a city that had been half-fallen, because of the obstruction of a river, the Empire could not occupy the entire city in the first time.

A long tug-of-war began.

The Empire kept increasing troops, searching every house.

And the Soviet Federation kept having troops cross the river to fight for control of every house with the Imperial soldiers.

What's deadly is that these fights are constantly repeated.

A building might have just been occupied by Imperial soldiers, and the Soviet soldiers who came to reinforce would attack and kill. After re-occupying, the Imperial troops arrived outside the building again, bombarding the building.

When everything was over, the newly reinforced Soviet soldiers fought for this ruin.

Rushed toward the Imperial armored troops in the rain of bullets.

Even if it was a ruin, they wouldn't let the Imperial people get it.

Watching the figures on both sides falling like wheat, Mo Xiaomo and the Blue Star viewers in the livestream finally understood what the opening CG meant.

【What does it mean that the average survival time of soldiers here is only 24 hours.】

Because this casualty is really visible to the naked eye, and it never stops.

【The Battle of Stalingrad】 just raised the upper limit of the cruelty of war for Blue Star netizens from the very beginning...

Yu Feng exited Mo Xiaomo's livestream room, clicked into other livestream rooms, and came back after a round.

At this time.

Of the five-story split screens in the livestream room, the second floor was completely wiped out, and only 1 was left on the third floor.

This was completely separated.

Yu Feng compared the scenery outside the window with the exterior of the city of Stalingrad, and soon found the current location.

Mo Xiaomo was at the Central Railway Station, surrounded by Soviet troops, so it wasn't that intense.

And the location of their small team.

Was southwest of 【Mamayev Kurgan】, facing the Empire's 【76th】 Division, fighting for control of the building with the Imperial troops.

Looking at the distribution on the map, Yu Feng felt his scalp tingle.

Other players challenging for the 【Stalingrad Medal】 were also here, on the front line fighting for control of houses and buildings with Imperial soldiers.

While ordinary players were assigned to the slightly rear area like Mo Xiaomo.

And many players who didn't challenge were assigned as troops, crossing the river from the Volga River to support, fighting head-on conflicts.

Currently, players are roughly divided into these three categories.

The key is that the task of the 【Stalingrad Medal】 is to survive for 【10 days】.

With such intense conflicts on the front line, surviving 24 hours would be a blessing.

Just in the short while of checking other livestream rooms, the second floor went black, and I don't know if the remaining people can hold on.

Yu Feng told everyone in the room about the situation he learned.

At this time, the 10-plus people in the game were also helpless.

The second floor was occupied by the Empire, only 1 person was left on the third floor, the enemies on the fourth and fifth floors were not cleared, although there were many people, they didn't dare to show their heads easily, and they couldn't contact the first floor.

There weren't many people to begin with, and they were cut off again.

The fourth and fifth floors were either holding on or acting with the first floor to fight toward the second and third floors, but the casualties were uncertain.

Fang Ming thought about it and finally found that the situation was helpless, so he could only order:

"Wait for dark."

"Let's see if we can clear the first floor, there are still enemies on the first floor, just don't know where they are hiding."

The Imperial soldier who had just exchanged fire with Fang Ming had long since disappeared, but he must be hiding in some room like them.

Seeing this, everyone could only wait.

As time passed.

Night slowly descended, the whole city was pitch black, no one dared to turn on the lights, because the city was full of 'enemies'. Click!

The sound of shattering glass was particularly harsh in this silent city.

Fang Ming smashed the glass in the room, and the harsh sound caused footsteps to appear upstairs. Everyone knew there were 'enemies', but no one dared to show up.

Fang Ming looked at the broken glass, with the current visibility.

It's easy to climb over and rely on the wall to run out of here, but if you want to come back, you have to 'attack the building'. There are only 5 people on the first floor, attacking the building is a bit ridiculous. After thinking for a while, Fang Ming called other streamers in the room in the livestream to smash the glass together.

In the sound of shattering glass, Fang Ming and another streamer on the first floor took the opportunity to climb out.

Relying on sticking to the wall, they quietly left the building.

The two of them touched hundreds of meters away before breathing a sigh of relief. Fang Ming scanned the surroundings:

"Find a nearby high ground."

"See if there's any way to coordinate with those in the building to rush out."

There was really no other way.

Fang Ming planned to take people to snipe outside and coordinate with those inside the building to kill their way out. Fang Ming took another streamer to look for a suitable position in the dark on the edge of the street.

At this time, in 【Stalingrad】, because of the bombing of the aircraft.

There were building ruins piled up everywhere. Fang Ming and the Blue Star viewers who were wondering why they didn't see the Imperial armored troops also reacted. This mountain of ruins, tanks would have to be able to drive over.

Although the bombing destroyed Stalingrad.

It also brought no small trouble to the Empire itself. Armored tanks couldn't drive in, so they could only pile up infantry to consume.

Walking in the ruins.

There didn't seem to be any good high ground around, only a building not far away looked pretty good. It was a four-story apartment-like building. Fang Ming looked vaguely at the outline of the building:

"This position is really good."

"Once this building is occupied, then..."

Click!

The sound of a landmine suddenly rang out under his feet.

Fang Ming's face instantly turned ugly, Damn!

Boom!!!

Along with the streamer beside him, both of them went black.

The Blue Star viewers in the livestream were all stunned.

【66666, fancy death method +1.】

【Laughing to death, finally rushed out, stepped on a mine and died.】

【This battlefield is too hard, there are pits everywhere.】

【Dying at the hands of one's own people, you really have it.】

【What own people?】

【This is Stalingrad, would Imperial soldiers be bored enough to bury landmines here? It must have been buried by Soviet Federation soldiers, the purpose is to blow up Imperial soldiers.】

【Laughing to death, is that so?】

Inside the livestream room.

Fang Ming was also grabbing his hair, this damn... me?!!!

"Forget it, let's form a team again."

"You guys see if you can rush and take it down."

"Restart."

Others had no choice, so many had already died, and the remaining few were not enough.

After a simple tactical discussion, the streamers on the fourth, fifth, first, and third floors began to rush out of the rooms, killing room by room.

In the dark room.

The fire of the submachine gun illuminated the cheeks of both sides, and blood splattered in the dark.

The fourth floor was quickly cleared, the streamer on the third floor had already gone black, and the fifth floor was still in fierce fighting.

At this time.

In the screen of everyone's livestream, a sky-high fire suddenly lit up in the distance, instantly illuminating the darkness. The streamers in the room and the Imperial soldiers could clearly see the ferocious expressions on each other's faces.

Rat-tat-tat, bullets swept across, and everything in the room was smashed.

Whether it was furniture or flesh.

Rumble!!!

The deafening explosion followed the fire, and it took a few seconds to arrive.

The huge impact made everyone fall to their knees.

Inexplicably turning their heads to look at the direction of the fire, the fierce fighting continued in the room that gradually darkened, gunfire and firelight kept flashing in this building, until the screen went completely black.

After exiting.

All the streamers were asking.

What was the situation just now, is there any livestream room.

Yu Feng immediately threw out a livestream room.

It was on the Imperial side.

At this time.

Imperial side streamer, Cheng Yu, felt the heat wave close at hand, only feeling cold sweat flowing down. The surrounding Imperial soldiers also had solemn expressions, but unlike them.

They are NPCs and don't know what will happen next, but Cheng Yu had seen this scene in the CG countless times?

Let him catch up???

Thinking of the scene about to happen, Cheng Yu swallowed, clutching the machine gun in his hand and hiding behind cover.

Looking at the oil depot ignited by flames in front.

The explosion that made the entire Stalingrad light up for a moment just now was caused by the exploding oil depot.

At this time, many Blue Star players flooded into Cheng Yu's livestream room.

"Ura—!!!!"

In the sky full of flames, a roar suddenly rang out, followed by countless Uras ringing out from everywhere, making people trance.

Fire? It spoke?

No!

The next second, Cheng Yu reacted.

In the sky full of flames, countless Soviet soldiers rushed over, and a suffocating heat wave struck. Cheng Yu behind the defensive works couldn't help but suffocate, but the rushing Soviet soldiers didn't stop.

Watching from the CG, it was far less shocking than the feeling of being there.

At this time, Cheng Yu had forgotten what he was going to do.

Watching the Soviet soldiers wrapped in flames rushing over, the roar of the Imperial officer rang in his ears, and the defensive formation around him had already collapsed a bit. Cheng Yu subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger.

But it was already too late.

The Soviet Federation soldiers who had rushed to his front jumped high, and the figures full of flames pounced down.

"Ura!!!"

The screen went black, and the Imperial side didn't survive half a day... Just on the first day, the intensity of 【The Battle of Stalingrad】 stunned the players on both sides of the Blue Star.

The screen went black; the Imperial side hadn't even lasted half a day... Just on the first day, the intensity of the [Battle of Stalingrad] had put immense pressure on players from both factions on Blue Star.