Chapter 112

Seeing this, Duan Yu couldn't help but speak up:

"Hey, let go of that child."

As he spoke, he shook the stick in his hand.

The dagger at the tip of the stick looked very dazzling under the reflection of the snow.

The big man opposite frowned when he saw this and looked down at the boy who had pounced on his thigh.

!

He kicked him away with force again, then looked at Duan Yu:

"Kid, don't meddle in other people's business."

"These two damn guys are thieves."

As he spoke, he took two steps forward, walked over to the boy who had been kicked into the corner and was struggling to get up, and searched him.

Soon, he found a pile of loose change and a wallet.

Picking up the wallet, the big man couldn't help but raise his hand again.

Slap!

"You dare to steal my money?"

After slapping him a few more times, the big man looked up at Duan Yu and couldn't help but sneer:

"Kid, don't use your kindness in the wrong place."

After saying that, he let go of the child he was holding, took his wallet, and left while cursing. Duan Yu frowned, also feeling it was troublesome.

But since he had already saved them, there was nothing he could do. He watched the big man leave.

Duan Yu slowly relaxed the movement in his hands, put down the stick with the dagger tied to it, and looked at the two children:

"Are you okay?"

The two children who were saved didn't speak, their eyes filled with fear, and they hurriedly shook their heads.

Seeing this, Duan Yu didn't continue speaking, but turned around and returned to the alley, sat back in the shed, stuffed the stick back inside, and said to the barrage in the livestream room:

"Doing this much is already enough."

"Things like this happen every day; it's good enough to be able to protect yourself."

"Leningrad is getting more and more chaotic now."

"The army can no longer control it; it's already considered lucky that this child wasn't beaten to death."

Just as he was speaking, footsteps came from behind.

Duan Yu picked up the stick he had put away and turned to look.

It was those two children. Duan Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to put the stick down, the little boy he had just saved suddenly rushed forward in a flash and, before Duan Yu could react, snatched the hard bread that had been placed next to the fire.

Then he pulled the other child and ran directly.

Duan Yu hurriedly stood up, but because he had no strength, his vision went black and he swayed, failing to chase after them.

The livestream room was also stunned at this time.

The friends who had just been egging Duan Yu on to save the two children only felt their faces being slapped hard.

Duan Yu leaned one hand against the wall to ease the symptoms of hypoglycemia:

"Damn it!"

He couldn't catch up even if he chased.

He could only sit down and say:

"Sigh... with the situation in Leningrad now, it's good enough to be able to protect yourself."

He was used to this kind of situation; he had only taken a look because of the friends' egging on, and he hadn't taken the two children to heart.

As a result, they pulled this stunt as soon as they turned around. Sighing, Duan Yu continued to huddle in the shed:

"Forget it, let's sleep, and go get bread in the afternoon."

"I hope they distribute it today."

No one knew.

The predicament of Leningrad had only just begun...

The war situation in the game was still continuing to advance.

Two days later.

On the Moscow battlefield, the Imperial troops still hadn't conquered the last few kilometers to Moscow, but were instead pushed back somewhat by the continuous reinforcements of the Soviet Federation.

At this time.

The reinforcement team Xu Jie was in had already suffered more than half casualties.

Not only did the workers and students in the militia phalanx die, but many of the regular troops who assisted also died.

And the machine gunner Kirill, whom Xu Jie assisted.

A few days ago, he was still saying that the Soviet Union could hold out, but he might not; now that was indeed the case,

With only a cold corpse lying in the trench.

He had been shot in the head by an Imperial sniper.

Before Kirill died, he struggled a few times, and only managed to pull a pocket watch out of his pocket, and a box of cigarettes fell to the ground.

It seemed he wanted to entrust something to Xu Jie.

But he didn't have time to say it before he was gone.

Xu Jie was also helpless.

This stuff was useless to him; it made it seem like he could live until the end.

He opened the pocket watch and looked; inside was a photo of a girl. As for who the girl in the photo was, it was obviously unnecessary to say...

This photo made Xu Jie's teeth ache; this plot was too classic.

He put the pocket watch away and also tucked the box of cigarettes into his pocket.

Afterward, Xu Jie simply covered Kirill's corpse with snow and mud, then took over his position as a machine gunner, having already followed the main force to intercept the Imperial offensive for two days.

But now it was also tough.

Boom—!

Boom—!

The sound of artillery outside the trench roared continuously, and the earth trembled.

The fake fortifications set up earlier had tricked the Empire out of quite a few shells, but with the offensive over the past few days, the Empire had gradually figured out the orientation of the positions and the locations of some trenches.

The artillery strikes were becoming more and more accurate, and quite a few people had been blown up in the trenches over the past few days.

But there was no other way.

In this icy and snowy weather, digging one trench was already the limit.

Plus, with heavy personnel losses, there was no ability to dig a second trench.

One could only pray not to be hit by a shell.

Boom—!!!

A layer of snow and dirt rushed toward him, directly burying Xu Jie in the trench pit by more than half. Xu Jie waved the dirt off his body, his eyes revealing despair:

"Damn it?!"

"Can you be any more accurate?!"

The machine gun not far away was hit squarely by a shell.

It vanished into thin air along with the sandbags next to it.

Now it's great.

The only weapon was gone too.

Xu Jie's mouth twitched as he looked inside the trench; the only things left to fight with were the two bottles of "heavy weapons" brought from the village at the time, though Xu Jie was very skeptical about the power of this stuff.

Can it really take out a tank?

Boom!

The shelling continued until an hour later.

It slowly stopped.

Xu Jie crawled out of the trench pit, looked at the machine gun that had been blown to pieces on the right and the large crater, forget it...

He picked up the two bottles of "heavy weapons" not far away and held them in his arms.

He took out the box of cigarettes left by Kirill, took out a match and lit one, and took a deep breath:

*Hoo*—the roar of tank engines not far away gradually approached.

Xu Jie smoked one puff after another, and the friends in the livestream room were all question marks.

Asking if the streamer was crazy, why wasn't he running?

In reality, only Xu Jie himself knew that there was nowhere left to run, whether looking at the entire front line,

Or looking at the battlefield he was in.

Not to mention being empty-handed, where could he run?

Xu Jie listened to the roar of tank engines coming from above the trench and the trembling of the earth, took the last puff of the cigarette, and lit the two bottles in his hands.

Then, grabbing one in each hand, he rushed out of the trench and immediately discovered the tank in front.

And the tank opposite and the Imperial soldiers behind also discovered him. Xu Jie threw the bottle in his right hand forcefully toward the tank:

"I ni..."

Bang!

*Tut-tut-tut-tut*—a gunshot hit Xu Jie's neck squarely.

His whole body couldn't help but stagger back a few steps.

Afterward, the machine gun on the tank fired mercilessly, *click*!

The burning bottle in his left hand was suddenly shattered.

The flames instantly spread around Xu Jie, engulfing him. And that bottle thrown by his right hand, in Xu Jie's final gaze, only fell to the ground in front of the tank, which made Xu Jie couldn't help but curse in a low voice:

"Damn it..."

*Thud! *

The corpse fell to the ground.

The screen on Xu Jie's side went pitch black, returning to the game's main interface.

He still hadn't recovered.

Until a moment later, he rubbed his face and let out a long sigh, smiling and saying:

"Brothers, how was it?"

"Was my last wave cool or what? A heroic sacrifice."

Looking at the barrage, Xu Jie said with a bitter smile:

"Run?"

"There was simply nowhere to run."

"Behind us is Moscow, and if you really participate in it and watch the people around you being killed by Imperial soldiers one by one, you won't want to run either."

"You'll only think about taking a few down with you."

"It's a pity I didn't throw it on the tank at the end. When I start a new game, I have to practice throwing grenades."

"If you throw this stuff well, it feels just as effective as a shell."

As he spoke.

Xu Jie prepared to click 【Battle of Moscow】 again, but a prompt popped up.

【Settle now?】

【Yes】 【No】

Looking at the two options below, Xu Jie was a bit surprised:

"What's the situation?"

While looking at the barrage, he opened the Polar Star official website; the Battle of Moscow hadn't ended yet, so what was there to settle?

Suddenly, Xu Jie remembered:

"Oh, right."

"Today is the last day of the seven-day 'Morning Star Day' holiday, right?"

"Could it be because of this?"

Upon entering the official website, there was indeed an announcement in view.

The friends in the livestream room hadn't noticed this either, and hurriedly followed along to look.

In the livestream room.

Xu Jie looked at the announcement while reading aloud:

"Due to the upcoming end of the 'Morning Star Day' holiday, while the 【Battle of Moscow】 is still continuing, after comprehensive consideration, an early settlement function is now available."

"Players can choose to settle on their own and then continue playing the game."

"Long-term online players or streamers can choose 【No】 to wait for the 【Battle of Moscow】 to end before performing a unified settlement."

"Settlement rewards include 'Earth' IP series products, as well as exclusive plot photos."

"Note: Settlement does not hinder players from continuing to challenge the 【Moscow Defense Medal】 mission; this medal is one of the conditions for players to be selected into the Hall of Fame."

After Xu Jie finished reading, he understood and said to the livestream room:

"Understood."

"The general meaning is that office-worker players can't play all the time because the holiday is over, so they can settle early, and playing sporadically later won't be hindered."

"And long-term online players can wait until the 【Battle of Moscow】 ends before settling; the rewards are all 'Earth' IP series products."

"But maybe those who play long-term will have more rewards when settling; I don't know when this 【Battle of Moscow】 will end."

"Then there's the 【Moscow Defense Medal】 mission; that mission is simply not meant for humans. I'll go check the situation in other livestream rooms in a bit."

"I heard that quite a few streamers who challenged it failed."

"Should I settle?"

Xu Jie was a bit conflicted, while the friends were egging him on to settle directly. Looking at the screen full of barrages, Xu Jie gritted his teeth and said:

"Alright!"

"Settling now."

"Brothers, click follow, and wait for my unboxing livestream after I get the rewards; let's see what the rewards are and what's up with that exclusive plot photo."

As he spoke, Xu Jie clicked the settlement button.