Chapter 70: Blue Star players'... facing the cruelty

On the hillside.

Fang Ming focused his mind, with only the Imperial soldiers below in his eyes.

Bang!

A headshot.

The Imperial soldier died without any pain, falling down in an instant.

As an all-around assault player in FPS games, Fang Ming's marksmanship was better than other players, but this game simply didn't give the assault position any chance to play.

Charging meant death, and there was no respawn...

Fang Ming, who couldn't exert his assault skills, could only lie down and point-shoot one by one. He had just killed an Imperial soldier and loaded the rifle in his hand.

Aiming again.

A sense of crisis suddenly swept through his whole body. Fang Ming saw the tank's muzzle slowly turning towards him out of the corner of his eye, and his scalp went numb instantly:

"My mother?!"

He jumped up directly and ran towards the distance, turning his head back wanting to shout "run" at the same time.

But he only saw other players not far away looking over with confused faces.

It seemed like they were saying, why did this guy jump up suddenly?

A clear muffled sound suddenly came from afar, and the ground trembled slightly.

The next second.

Boom—!

A tank shell hit the breakthrough stone where several players were hiding.

Fang Ming could even see the confused expressions on their faces, and then... in a burst of fire, they were torn apart by the explosion impact.

The scattered gravel and shockwave hit.

Causing Fang Ming to stumble, rolling out under inertia, lying on the ground, with a burst of dirt burying him.

A few seconds later.

Fang Ming shook off the dirt on his body and climbed up, shaking his head in a daze.

His heart was pounding non-stop.

This feeling was different from the [Normandy Landings] battlefield and the [Battle of Britain] time. One was a battlefield that kept starting over, and the other was a dungeon where you were randomly bombed to death.

And [Blitzkrieg Poland] was a real, massive battlefield.

For the sense of substitution, it was stronger than those two.

Fang Ming climbed up and immediately looked at the dirt slope below. The battle was still continuing. The Empire's tanks had already started climbing the slope, and the soldiers were following behind.

The firepower in the hands of the ambushed Polish soldiers and players could not cause any damage to the tanks at all.

Instead, it would expose their positions.

And those tanks were like gods of death, slowly turning the direction of the gun barrels, and then...

Boom—!

Leaving only the corpses of Blue Star players and soldiers.

The Polish soldiers and players on the hillside fought and retreated. Fang Ming was also mixed among them, constantly avoiding the direction of the Imperial tank muzzles.

The battle lasted for more than half an hour.

The Empire's tanks stopped inexplicably, and slowly retreated. The Empire's soldiers also hid behind the tanks and retreated down the mountain.

Seeing this.

Everyone remaining breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Ming only then suddenly looked down with a grimace, his thigh had been pierced at some point.

Blood soaked his pants, and as he relaxed, the severe pain spread.

Suddenly.

A Polish NPC officer, holding binoculars, looked pleasantly surprised:

"Support has arrived!"

"The commander has transferred the main force over! We must seize the opportunity to counter-charge!"

Fang Ming's mouth twitched. You want to counter-charge tanks with your head?

Suddenly.

A roar came from the sky.

Everyone looked up, their expressions changed drastically, and some players had already recognized it:

"It's the Stuka!!!"

Groups of Imperial Stuka dive bombers swept over the mountain top where everyone was, flying towards the direction of the Polish main force. Everyone's heart sank.

Polar Star Game Company.

Inside the office.

Zhao Ming looked at the Stuka sweeping across the live stream screen and couldn't help but click his tongue.

The artillery is gone.

In these Polish divisions, each division would basically be equipped with an artillery regiment. Shi Jun gathered the four artillery regiments in a preset position aimed at the trench defense line.

If the Empire really fell in, a fierce bombardment might have some effect.

But the tank unit that didn't fall into the Empire's trap was still bombarding in place, which was a big problem.

Artillery that doesn't know how to maneuver, plus a command without air defense awareness, Zhao Ming shook his head. There's no need to think about it; he's even more of a novice than him.

In the live stream screen.

The Empire's Stuka dive bomber formation passed over the Polish main force below and went straight to the position where the four artillery regiments were in the plain behind.

Dense bombs and incendiary bombs were dropped, and just one wave wiped out all the fire support of the entire group.

In the game.

Inside Shi Jun's command post.

Looking at the Empire's Stuka dive bomber formation, passing over the main force without bombing, Shi Jun felt relieved but also a bit confused.

But immediately after, he saw a scene that made him despair. The target of the Stuka dive bomber formation was the artillery regiment.

Even though Shi Jun immediately ordered the four artillery regiments to retreat.

But the hasty order couldn't compete with the speed of the Empire's bombers, watching helplessly as the fire support he could mobilize was instantly cleared to zero.

Only four divisions and two cavalry brigades were left to fight the Empire head-on.

Shi Jun's eyes went dark.

It's over...

From the layout error, the Empire's straight-through advance, to the trench defense line not blocking them, and the destruction of the four artillery regiments, only head-on confrontation was left.

But the Empire has so many tanks, and these are all infantry divisions.

Head-on?

Who is harder, is there any need to say?

With so many mistakes stacked together, it's not just as simple as ruining his reputation.

I'm afraid he's going to become a street rat.

No, no!

It can't just end like this. Shi Jun pulled up the front-line screen in the live stream, looking at the scorching battlefield, his mind thinking rapidly for a solution.

Soon he thought of something, Shi Jun gritted his teeth and gave the order.

Front battlefield.

With the addition of the main force, the firepower at the hillside was dispersed, and Fang Ming and other players breathed a sigh of relief, the pressure was much smaller.

But at this time.

The Polish NPC officer suddenly received some order, looking at the communications soldier in disbelief:

"What?"

Then he fell silent and nodded.

Then ordered everyone to organize ammunition, grenades, etc.

Fang Ming held his forehead and complained:

"No way."

"Really want to counter-charge?"

Fang Ming's live stream was full of fun-loving people, and seeing this, they laughed crazy.

This NPC really kept his word, wanting to counter-charge with this few people.

Fang Ming also shook his head helplessly, then everyone organized ammunition, grenades, etc.

Then the Polish NPC officer ordered everyone to tie six grenades together.

Seeing everyone finish, the NPC officer ordered everyone to pick them up, then pointed to the Imperial tank unit advancing in exchange of fire with the main force, and gave the order:

"Everyone, disperse and charge."

"Blow up the tracks of the Imperial tank unit in front, and help the main force build a defense line."

Everyone was stunned, and the Blue Star players looked at each other.

Even suspecting they had auditory hallucinations?

What?

I'm going to blow up tank tracks? Do I look like a tank to you?

Fang Ming also showed a look of shock, and the live stream was full of question marks.

[???]

[???]

[Holy crap? What did this NPC say?]

[Blow up tank tracks? How to blow it up???]

[This is filling it with human lives? Filling line baby?]

Fang Ming took a deep breath and looked at the NPC officer:

"Officer, are you saying let us take grenades, rush under the tanks, put the grenades in, and blow up the tank tracks?"

The NPC officer said:

"That's right."

"Only if the tracks of the tanks in front are broken will they stop in place, preventing the tanks behind from advancing, and winning attack time for our main force."

Fang Ming felt his temples throbbing:

"What if I say no?"

Is there still human rights here?

This not only refreshed his cognition of the game, but also refreshed his cognition of human nature. The Blue Star players were all stunned. How could such an inhumane order be thought of?

Click!

The sound of a pistol being loaded, the cold voice of the NPC sounded:

"Disobeying orders, I can shoot you on the spot."

The air was silent.

Everyone stood still, motionless, with only heavy breathing.

The pungent smell of gunpowder and blood permeated the air, and the scorching heat after the artillery explosion still remained in the air, but all the Blue Star players present felt cold all over.