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Chapter 42

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Explosions erupted one after another on the beach.

The sand and flesh flying under the impact of the explosion flew in all directions.

Until I don't know how long passed.

The sound of the bombers disappeared completely.

Bai Xiang, who was hiding under the wall, shook the sand off his body and stood up, looking at the beach not far away.

On the beach.

At this time, the black smoke from the explosion had not yet dissipated.

The England-France Federation soldiers who were lying down were also climbing up one after another.

But the Empire's bombing was too dense.

There were many soldiers who were affected by the explosion and had their arms and legs torn off, but did not die; the soldiers who lost their limbs struggled painfully.

Under the dim sky, on the beach covered with craters.

Dense soldiers.

Smoke, corpses, blood, burning oil, and the wailing of countless wounded...

The remains of limbs were all over the beach.

Combined, it became a desperate picture.

Looking at this scene, both Bai Xiang and the viewers in the livestream were silent.

It was hard to imagine that this was just a game plot.

The impact of this picture was stronger than any anti-war propaganda.

Because this is war from a first-person perspective.

Watching the streamer’s perspective, the viewers watching the livestream couldn't help but be brought into it.

Bai Xiang came back to his senses quickly, cursing:

"Damn, I don't know if this game can fly a plane."

"If I could fly a plane."

"I would steal one and throw two bombs at the Empire's capital."

"Let them taste the taste of being bombed."

Bai Xiang said, while looking at the sky, confirming that there were no Empire bombers.

Only then did he climb over the wall.

Running toward the only port on the beach.

Because ships came again.

There was no time to look at those NPCs; the soldiers at the port were crowded, some were squeezed into the sea, and those behind rushed to the ships one after another, some even climbing onto the ships along the ropes.

Bai Xiang controlled the character, trying his best to squeeze onto the ship docked at the port.

The viewers in the livestream were a bit confused looking at Bai Xiang’s operation.

[Why are you squeezing, so many people, wait for the next ship.]

[Streamer, you can revive if you die, that old thief Zhao Ming said NPCs can't revive.]

[Streamer dying doesn't mean the NPC he controls dies, let the Virgin die.]

[Streamer, come on, if you don't squeeze up, the ship will leave.]

However, the ships docked here were not large warships.

The deck was visibly full of people.

Bai Xiang saw that he couldn't squeeze up, so he could only retreat and walk to the edge of the port:

"No way."

"The England Federation might not be able to save so many people."

"There have only been a few small boats withdrawing troops during this time, but there are forty thousand people here."

"Will the Empire give the England-France Federation time to retreat?"

"So these NPCs are also trying their best to squeeze up."

"I don't care."

"It's just that if I die, I will restart and be randomly assigned to another place; this game setting is too dog."

This statement made the viewers in the livestream agree.

[Indeed, it corresponds exactly to the perspective of Mo Xiaomo’s side.]

[Streamer, edit the video later, maybe it will get popular if you rub the popularity.]

[It's already popular, didn't you see that there are more than 600,000 people in the livestream?]

[Wait for the popularity to go up, there will be more people, streamer, don't die, just stay here if you can't.]

[Stay here?]

[Are you afraid that the streamer won't die fast enough? The port is the primary bombing target, otherwise why do you think the streamer ran so far to pretend to be dead...]

A few words of time.

The ship that was full of people just after stopping had already started slowly and left.

The chaotic port finally calmed down.

But Bai Xiang didn't leave the port, but sat down directly:

"This broken plot is too desperate."

Bai Xiang’s gaze looked at the sea, and the sky at the end of the sea was the slowly setting sun, which illuminated the distant sea into red.

Everything seemed as if the years were quiet.

If you don't look at the smoke, blood, and those scattered corpses on the beach...

Following the warship full of soldiers, it gradually disappeared from view.

On the beach.

Some scattered soldiers walked toward the direction of the sea where the warship had just left.

Regardless of the coldness of the seawater, they walked straight toward the sea.

The viewers in the livestream saw this scene, all question marks.

[No? What's the situation?]

[Are these soldiers going to swim over?]

[Where are you chasing, that's a warship, you can't catch up even if you lose two arms.]

[Catch fish in the sea?]

[I don't see any supplies here either.]

[Even if the Empire doesn't fight over, they will all starve to death in a few days.]

Bai Xiang took a look and was silent for a moment:

"Neither."

"That's suicide out of despair."

After the words fell.

The livestream was silent.

Regarding despair, many people have no concept.

But... the NPCs are desperate to the point of suicide.

Looking at those soldiers disappearing into the seawater, a suffocating picture hit him.

This plot design... is Zhao Ming the old thief trying to kill someone?

The plot video here was quickly edited and uploaded by netizens.

And it was pushed to the front of the trending search.

The scene plot in Bai Xiang’s livestream has a sharp contrast with the scene plot in Mo Xiaomo’s livestream.

Clearly it is the same plot, but the different camp perspectives are very split.

In Mo Xiaomo’s livestream, following the Empire’s famous generals, easily piercing through the France Federation, and blocking the remnants of the England-France Allied Forces in Dunkirk, there is only discussion about Guderian’s blitzkrieg and happy chatting in the livestream.

In Bai Xiang’s livestream, as the perspective of the loser, there is only endless oppression, constant air raids and bombings, corpses everywhere, blood, and desperate soldiers walking into the sea to commit suicide on the chaotic beach, making the netizens watching all silent.

Is this really the same game, the same thing happening in the same time period?

Countless people wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

One is following the plot, waiting for the attack.

One is following the plot, desperately retreating.

Because both sides of the plot have not progressed to the end, they are still in the livestream.

What the ending will be, also makes netizens discuss constantly, guessing whether the Empire will massacre the captured England-France soldiers, or whether the England-France Federation soldiers will escape.

The discussion about these two plots is constantly rising in popularity.

Polar Star Games.

Zhao Ming in the office, looking through the Federation headline trending searches.

[Emotion Value +3574]

[Emotion Value +4823]

[Emotion Value +2721]

The discussion brought by the two opposite split plots made the system’s emotion value accumulate constantly.

[Current Emotion Value: 12725187]

It has accumulated to more than 12.7 million.

These emotion values are enough to redeem the detailed information of the subsequent [Kiev Campaign] and [Moscow Campaign].

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