Chapter 125

The 【Battle of the Coral Sea】 and 【Battle of Midway】 were not particularly long battles, both lasting about three days.

According to the time flow in the game, players could basically finish it in one day, so Zhao Ming made it a limited-time instance that could be restarted, mainly for the novelty.

And the background data here.

Zhao Ming saw that quite a few were experiencing the 【Random Instance】.

This was mainly to randomly select local battles within the entire "Earth" range to create battlefields for players to experience, which did not affect the characters and plots in the 【Immersive Plot】 mode and belonged to an independent one.

Zhao Ming looked at the reviews, and there were quite a few positive ones.

It was mainly players like Duan Yu and Huang Hao who experienced the 【Immersive Plot】. Like Duan Yu, who was struggling to survive in Leningrad, he didn't even participate in the last 【Battle of Moscow】.

But being hungry in Leningrad all the time would drive one crazy, although it was for popularity and money...

Fortunately, this 【Random Instance】 recently allowed Duan Yu to get out of the oppressive environment of Leningrad and engage in some venting assault battles. The highest-rated positive reviews were from streamers like Duan Yu.

After reading the data for each mode, overall, there were more in the 【Immersive Plot】 mode. The game now had a maximum daily active volume of over 50 million, and the number of people in the 【Immersive Plot】 mode accounted for one-third.

Overall, it was quite stable, after all, not everyone liked playing war games.

Blue Star had over 14 billion people, and 50 million active users was already the peak. The market in the Great Xia Federation had basically been occupied, and the follow-up would be the slow growth of other federation markets.

Zhao Ming was thinking about releasing more CGs of the Huaxia history series at the press conference to attract new players and also had to create a platform exclusive to Polaris, integrating games, forums, shopping, etc...

No sooner said than done.

Zhao Ming started to pull up the photon supercomputer to supplement and perfect the platform according to his ideas.

Here.

Fang Ming also flew the plane, followed the flight formation, and arrived at the bombing location.

The sea surface below was shining with dazzling sunlight, making it impossible to see the situation below, but a fleet could be vaguely seen, and an order came over the radio:

"Japanese fleet discovered, bearing 183 degrees, prioritize attacking the aircraft carrier!"

The plane formation that received the order began to adjust its direction slightly and flew toward that side.

It was just that as they got closer.

And Fang Ming turned on the zoom function of the stream. Although there was no zoom function in the game, the stream had it. As the perspective zoomed in, Fang Ming couldn't help but be confused:

"Didn't they say bomb the aircraft carrier?"

"Where is the aircraft carrier? Aren't these just a few small cruisers?"

"What kind of ghost intelligence is this."

The stream was also full of question marks.

It wasn't Fang Ming's fault for being confused; bored viewers in the stream had counted.

For this bombing of the aircraft carrier, including the plane Fang Ming was flying, the American Freedom Federation dispatched a total of 93 fighter planes, and 93 fighter planes were bombing this thing?

Just as he was thinking.

Suddenly, an order came over everyone's radio:

"Intelligence error, the Japanese aircraft carrier is 56 nautical miles away, turning to 117 degrees."

Good guy, it really was wrong.

Fang Ming turned around with the plane formation and soon discovered the Japanese aircraft carrier 'Shoho', and there were only three planes patrolling the sky above the entire Japanese fleet, facing the appearance of the American Freedom Federation planes.

The 'Shoho' aircraft carrier below and the escort fleet turned around in an emergency.

But it was too late.

The American Freedom Federation planes dived down, dropping bombs one after another. The deck of the Japanese 'Shoho' aircraft carrier, which was turning in an emergency, was hit by two 1000-pound bombs, and flames instantly swept across the entire deck.

Cutting off the possibility of planes taking off from the aircraft carrier.

Fang Ming dropped a wave of bombs first, but didn't hit, then adjusted his direction in the air, dived down, and dropped torpedo bombs.

A moment later.

Boom boom boom boom, along with the torpedo bombs dropped by other planes, four could be seen exploding under that aircraft carrier.

One could vaguely see the broken holes continuously taking in water.

Fang Ming showed a smile, finally letting out a breath.

Then he controlled the plane to pull up, preparing for another wave.

Rat-tat-tat-tat!

A series of machine gun bullets came, the plane Fang Ming was controlling shook, then the plane started to tilt to the right, the right wing started to smoke, and Fang Ming cursed secretly:

"Damn?"

"Can't be this unlucky, right?"

There were only three fighter planes in the air on the other side, and dozens of them here were finished by him?

But it was obviously just that unlucky...

Watching the plane get lower and lower out of control, Fang Ming scratched his hair, pushed the joystick to the limit, made a big turn in the sky, and then dived toward the aircraft carrier below with the right wing emitting black smoke.

On the deck.

The Japanese soldiers who were originally cheering at Fang Ming's hit plane.

When they saw the plane turning a big bend in the sky with thick black smoke and diving down, all the Japanese soldiers were stunned. Watching it get closer and closer, they yelled and jumped into the sea one after another.

And the roar of the plane above their heads was already approaching.

Boom!!!

The plane Fang Ming was flying hit the center of the Japanese 'Shoho' aircraft carrier.

The huge explosion of flames ignited the little Japanese soldiers around, who jumped into the sea while wailing. Although Fang Ming couldn't see it, at this time in the stream, Fang Ming pulled up the recording, watching before crashing into the aircraft carrier.

The terrified expressions of those Japanese soldiers before jumping off the aircraft carrier, Fang Ming smacked his lips:

"These guys are afraid too."

"I thought everyone was shouting something like 'Banzai'."

Then he returned to the game's main interface, checked the time, and said to the viewers in the stream:

"One more round, then sleep."

"Not staying up today."

"Still have to attend Polaris's press conference tomorrow."

Looking at the question marks in the stream, Fang Ming smiled and took out an invitation letter:

"Didn't expect it, right?"

"I'm also a person with an invitation letter."

Then, ignoring the envy, jealousy, and hatred of the stream, he started again.

The screen flashed.

What came into view was still the American Freedom Federation's aircraft carrier, but his identity had changed to one waiting to fly. At this time, he was also in the command room with others, watching the radar and the constant reports from the front.

Suddenly.

The command room received a request for help. After understanding the information, Rear Admiral Fletcher, who was in the lead, frowned:

"What the hell?"

"What do these Japanese want to do?"

The officer next to him asked what happened, and Rear Admiral Fletcher said:

"Those Japanese sent more than 70 planes and bombed our oil tanker."

After the words fell, the air was unusually quiet.

Fang Ming's mouth twitched, inexplicably thinking of how the American Freedom Federation had just mistaken a few cruisers for aircraft carriers, and the American Freedom Federation's 90-plus fighter planes had almost missed.

Japan sent 70-plus planes, wouldn't they have mistaken the oil tanker for an aircraft carrier?

Why did this battle have a taste of an amateur troupe?

Fang Ming didn't speak and continued to watch. Soon, the people of the American Freedom Federation seemed to react, the Japanese seemed to have bombed the wrong target, and Rear Admiral Fletcher's expression was lucky.

Fortunately, Japan bombed the wrong one, otherwise, with the number of fighter planes on the aircraft carrier now.

Once the Japanese army attacked, I'm afraid both aircraft carriers would be scrapped, and he would become a sinner of the American Freedom Federation. After learning that the Japanese aircraft carrier had sunk, Rear Admiral Fletcher hurriedly recalled all the fighter planes.

It wasn't until the afternoon when the fighter planes returned one after another that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Ming also kept explaining the battle situation until he went offline, then rushed to the airport and flew to Donghai City as a guest to attend the Polaris press conference.

The next day.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

In Duan Yu's stream.

Duan Yu found a safe location, then exited the 【Immersive Plot】 mode and chose 【Random Battlefield】. What came into view was a jungle, holding a dilapidated rifle in his hand, and there were gunshots in his ears.

Duan Yu also reacted, it was the counterattack following the team he was with in Southeast Asia, but after killing two Japanese soldiers, he was shot in the head the third time he stood up.

The screen went dark, and he exited the battlefield.

Duan Yu stretched and grumbled:

"Absurd."

"This marksmanship is a bit accurate."

The danmu in the stream floated by.

【Streamer, don't fight on the battlefield, just honestly play PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.】

【Others shoot once and change places, you shoot three times in one place, can you not be camped?】

【It can be seen... the streamer really can't play FPS games.】

Duan Yu was also helpless, returned to the 【Immersive Plot】 mode again, and then opened the official Polaris game stream in the stream:

"Alright, cough cough, let's not discuss the streamer's skills first."

"The Polaris press conference is about to start."

"Let's see what's there. I heard the boss Zhao Ming will host it himself. I wonder if he will be thrown stones at."

The fun-seekers in the stream went online one after another 【Stones? Don't think about it, the press conference this guy holds, they search you before you enter!】

【WTF? Can it be like this???】

【Indeed, some streamers who got invitation letters streamed the entry, hahahahaha, there are quite a few players who brought razor blades.】

【66666, amazing.】

【But although the razor blades are gone, there are quite a few fruits and drinks in the venue, and players have already started to form groups.】

【.... How much hate is this.】

Duan Yu looked at the danmu in the stream and couldn't help but be happy. Then he looked at the game, breathed a sigh of relief after no accidents, and continued to watch the Polaris press conference.

Duan Yu was now worried about the game even when sleeping, because after the 【Immersive Plot】 went offline, the characters in the game would be arranged by the system for a reasonable reason to work or sleep.

But in the current situation in Leningrad, as long as you close your eyes and open them again, you might appear on the game hall's main interface.

As for why this would happen...

Maybe after you go offline, during the time the character sleeps in the game, the character will be carried into the big pot.

So Duan Yu's game character sleeps holding a gun. If he couldn't afford it, he would have raised a few dogs to guard him.

Duan Yu's gaze returned to the streamed press conference. He originally had an invitation letter, but the 【Immersive Plot】 couldn't be left unattended, so he could only sell the ticket to someone else and squat in the stream to watch.

As time passed, Polaris's press conference also started.

Looking at the press conference scene in the stream.

Zhao Ming, dressed in formal attire, walked to the center of the stage. The players below were noisy, seemingly a bit excited, as if they had seen an idol. Zhao Ming waved his hand and said with a smile:

"I know everyone is in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry yet."

"There will be a photo session after the press conference ends."