Chapter 109: Full view of the Moscow battlefield (3.4k)

The next day, early morning.

Moscow, which had snowed all night, turned the entire city white.

However, there were more pedestrians and vehicles on the road than usual, all heading toward Red Square. The streets echoed with the impassioned, surging Soviet military songs, and the military parade proceeded as normal.

Xu Jie followed behind the militia phalanx, humming along with the Soviet military songs, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings, and said to the viewers in the stream:

"We are about to enter Red Square, brothers."

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"Look over there."

"They are all Soviet Federation citizens, all looking at us with the eyes of heroes."

"In this situation, how can we lose face."

Although they weren't natives of 'Earth', people have herd mentality.

Xu Jie had listened to the stories of the photos on the photo studio owner's wall for half the night last night, all heroes of the Soviet Union who resisted the Empire and never returned.

And at this moment, as a member of the militia phalanx, mixed in with soldiers, workers,

and students preparing to go to the front line to die, surrounded by firm gazes, and outside were the expectant and praying gazes of countless citizens.

In this situation, it was easy to be brought into the big environment.

Even Xu Jie's back straightened a bit unconsciously, following the militia phalanx to Red Square for the parade.

And other streamers in the stream rooms were about the same situation.

As time passed bit by bit, it soon reached the time for the parade to officially start.

Xu Jie stood in the team, listening to the speech of the Soviet Federation's top leader; the Blue Star netizens who didn't know how tense the situation was in the CG data now also understood.

The CG data only knew that the Empire's army had advanced to the suburbs of Moscow, but through the progress in the game, and the battle line on the real-time map.

Blue Star netizens discovered that on the day of the 【Red Square Parade】, the Empire's troops were only a few kilometers away from Moscow at the closest, and were continuously sending small units to approach Moscow.

Fortunately, the troop strength in Moscow was enough to eliminate those small units, which was why they hadn't been beaten into Moscow.

And in the original CG data perspective, there was no display of air defense and other equipment.

But now, being in the center of Red Square, Xu Jie knew how tense the situation was; there were anti-aircraft guns everywhere around the square, guarding against the Empire's air raids, and these were not displayed in the CG data.

Xu Jie's gaze swept over the surroundings, showing it to the viewers in the stream.

Following a shout of 'Ura', then hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the square shouted 'Ura' in unison.

Then the parade started, and everyone was fully armed.

Soon it was the militia phalanx; Xu Jie perked up, followed the workers and students of the Soviet Federation, walked through Red Square, feeling the gazes of countless Soviet citizens, and couldn't help but be in a trance.

"Ura--!!"

"Ura--!!"

Xu Jie subconsciously followed the surrounding Soviet soldiers and civilians and shouted; the deafening sound made his brain blank; this kind of shock was indescribable in words.

Until walking past the parade ground.

Xu Jie slowly calmed down and told the stream room about the feeling just now.

And the soldiers, workers, and students around were already looking for their relatives at the edge of Red Square,

the team quickly scattered, while Xu Jie stood in place with some other soldiers.

Xu Jie was because he didn't know the background and family situation of this character at all, and those who didn't move around...: either they came from other places, or their relatives were all gone.

All looked enviously at the soldiers who could hug their relatives.

Suddenly.

Xu Jie's peripheral vision felt as if someone was waving at him.

He felt a bit strange in his heart, turned his head to look, and was stunned.

I saw the photographer from the photo studio last night at the edge of the square, squeezed in the crowd, holding a photo high, waving continuously.

And that photo was exactly the one Xu Jie took in the photo studio last night.

Obviously, after he left, the photographer didn't sleep all night and washed it out overnight.

Seeing Xu Jie look over, a smile appeared on the photographer's face; even though they were far apart, Xu Jie could roughly see from the lip shape that the photographer was shouting 'Live! To! Come! Back!' at him.

This scene also touched the viewers in the stream, and Xu Jie was the same, taking a deep breath:

"Isn't this cheating my tears?"

The voice was as calm as possible, but the smile on his face was uncontrollable, waving at the photographer's direction.

Immersive.

Xu Jie suddenly understood why the Soviet soldiers, even knowing they were going to die after the parade, all went to the battlefield with smiles.

A moment later.

The parade phalanx team Xu Jie was in received orders and immediately rushed to the front line.

Looking down from a high altitude, the Soviet teams that had walked through the parade phalanx were splitting up and rushing to the front line from all directions; everyone knew the ending, but no one retreated.

Half a day later.

The militia phalanx Xu Jie was in had arrived in the suburbs of Moscow, assisting regular troops to resist the Empire's advance; a phalanx of people was quickly dispersed, and Xu Jie was assigned to a village to assist in defense.

Xu Jie's gaze looked curiously at the houses in the village and the soldiers walking around.

The Blue Star viewers in the stream were also seeing this situation for the first time; previous battles were either directly on the battlefield or guarding the position, and they hadn't seen such defense relying on a village.

A squad of people on Xu Jie's side was quickly brought into a courtyard.

At this time.

Something was being distributed in the courtyard; an officer saw them come in, nodded to them, and then continued to explain to others:

"These are all prepared, used to target the Empire's tanks."

"When using, just light it simply, then smash it on the tank to ignite them, but there is a disadvantage."

"If it breaks early, you will be burned alive."

"So be very careful when using it."

Looking at that box of wine, some Soviet veterans couldn't help but swallow their saliva:

"Commander, can we dilute a bottle of this?"

"I feel like diluting a bottle and throwing it into a wine barrel is enough for us to drink for several days."

That Soviet officer said unpleasantly:

"What are you thinking?"

"This is a 'heavy weapon'; if you drink all the 'heavy weapons', what will we use to solve the Empire's tanks."

"And this stuff isn't something you can drink by adding water; it's poisonous, you know?"

"Alright, distribute them all."

"Moska, you take people to search the battlefield in a while, try to find more bottles."

The Soviet soldier named Moska said with a smile:

"No problem."

And Xu Jie and the others also walked over under the leadership of that officer:

"These are the newly compensated soldiers."

The officer who had just explained had a smile on his face, looking at Xu Jie and the others:

"All good young men; did you all participate in the parade?"

"The scene must have been very grand."

Then looking at the guns on Xu Jie and the others, he asked:

"Is the ammunition enough?"

Xu Jie took down the gun and shook it:

"Hmm... probably unusable."

Even the guns and ammunition of the infantry phalanx were old antiques, let alone theirs in the militia phalanx; the guns in their hands were just for show, shaking lightly and they would 'clatter' and ring.

And hearing the sound of the guns in Xu Jie's hands, the officer opposite also showed a helpless expression:

"Alright, I knew it."

Then he called someone to pick up another box of 'heavy weapon' alcohol.

"There aren't that many guns for now; we'll find a way after fighting the Empire."

"Our task is to snipe the enemy's armored troops and not let them pass through the road five kilometers away to Moscow."

"I'll demonstrate how to use these things once in a while."

"Be sure to keep them carefully; once broken, the one who dies is yourself."

Xu Jie and the others nodded quickly, and the entire village was in a busy state at this time; after the officer simply taught Xu Jie and the others how to use them, he left in a hurry.

Night.

Everyone was summoned.

Then everyone took all their weapons and equipment and went to the road five kilometers away, and they had received news that an Imperial armored unit was about to pass there, and they had to intercept it.

After arriving at the trench, there was a hint of the battlefield feeling Xu Jie was familiar with.

Xu Jie was assigned to follow a machine gunner; the two hid in the trench at this time; after a night of busyness and layout, the sky was already dawning.

The two leaned in the pit, avoiding the cold wind.

Xu Jie also knew the name of the machine gunner, Kirill.

Kirill took out a box of cigarettes and pulled one out:

"Want one?"

Xu Jie waved his hand:

"No, I'm not very good at smoking."

Kirill showed a look of regret on his face:

"That's a pity."

"Such a delicious thing, if you don't smoke it now, you might not be able to smoke it later."

Xu Jie asked curiously upon seeing this:

"Why do I feel like you have no confidence?"

"Although the Empire is strong, we should be able to block it, right."

Kirill smiled and said:

"I have confidence in the motherland."

"But I have no confidence in myself."

As he spoke, he struck a match.

The flame lit the cigarette; Kirill took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and raised his hand to look at the time on his watch:

"Those guys from the Empire should be fast."

Then he looked at the sky outside the pit.

Xu Jie was still a bit confused, suddenly.

Boom! Boom! Boom--- muffled sounds came from afar, followed by shells falling near the trench, the splashed snow and mud collapsing everywhere, covering Xu Jie and Kirill; Xu Jie patted the dirt on his body.

And Kirill was unmoved, smoking, and said with a smile:

"These guys are very punctual."

"Every day at this time, it's really life-threatening; after a round of bombing, the main force should appear."

"Already blocked for a few days."

"Just hope this snow continues to fall heavily, otherwise we'll be finished here soon."

Kirill's words were very pessimistic, but there was no intention of retreating at all.

Three hours later.

Xu Jie, covering his ears, was already covered with half a layer of dirt; Kirill patted Xu Jie's shoulder and shouted loudly:

"Get ready to work."

"The little cubs of the Empire are about to come over."

Then he walked out of the pit and went to the machine gun; Xu Jie also followed out, able to see the surroundings filled with gunpowder smoke through the trench, the air filled with the pungent smell of explosives.

And the Empire's army had already appeared in the sight of Xu Jie and everyone in the stream, tank shells shooting toward the position.

As the stream rooms of the streamers participating in the parade phalanx started to fight.

The entire battle line between the Empire and the Soviet Federation started a new round of fighting as the sun rose in the sky.

On the other side.

The streamers who chose the 【Moscow Medal for Defense of the Motherland】 challenge task were all dazed at this time; hiding in the wild was one thing, and they didn't have any cold-proof clothes, and many streamers woke up to find that they had returned to the main interface.

The controlled character was actually frozen to death, and the small team was wiped out.

At this time.

In Fang Ming's stream room.

Fang Ming and two Soviet Federation soldiers had their faces frozen blue, their fingers swollen, three people hiding under a pine tree, scratching a pile of branches, ignoring the snow and the thick smoke that would be produced, using gunpowder to light the branches to keep warm. ===== CHAPTER 110 =====