Chapter 132

Shen Yan, whose screen had fallen into darkness, hadn't yet come to his senses.

Text appeared before his eyes: 【3 seconds】.

From entering the storyline and charging a few steps, to the roar suddenly exploding, the screen instantly fell into darkness.

Facing the Republic's modern "Lu Bu," Shen Yan only survived for 【3 seconds】.

Originally, in previous storyline experiences, Shen Yan had followed this legendary warrior, learning and communicating, which had improved his hand-to-hand combat skills quite a bit, and he had followed him to kill who knows how many Japs.

He had originally thought his hand-to-hand combat was already up to standard.

But only now, truly facing this Republic "Lu Bu," did he know how big the gap was.

The strike from a 1.9-meter-plus giant was far from something a 1.6-meter Japanese Jap could compare to.

Just blocking that moment, Shen Yan only felt like he had been hit by a car, and the rifle in his hand almost slipped away, but even then, in a state of not having reacted, a huge force struck.

He was picked up and thrown away.

You have to know that Shen Yan was 1.8 meters tall, and with muscles from years of training, he weighed at least 170 jin.

But he was just picked up and knocked away like that... it directly made Shen Yan doubt his life.

If Zhao Ming knew Shen Yan's thoughts, he would definitely laugh out loud.

Where are we even at?

If he let Shen Yan play the Jap in the fort, who was firing a machine gun, only to be dragged out of the fort by this man along with the machine gun and slashed, perhaps he would know what a "Giant Spirit God of Taihang Mountain" was.

The Republic's modern "Lu Bu" is really no joke.

The dark screen had just displayed the 【3 seconds】 text.

The next instant.

Swish!

The screen before his eyes suddenly lit up, and behind him, the Japs' wailing sounded again, and a roar suddenly came from the front:

"Kill—!!!"

Shen Yan's scalp instantly went numb:

"Again?!"

"Infinite start???"

This thought flashed through his mind, but there was no time to think!

Shen Yan's charge couldn't stop, so he could only keep moving his legs, while simultaneously raising his rifle horizontally to block.

Clang!

The moment he blocked, Shen Yan let out a muffled grunt, then exerted force to the left, wanting to throw away the bayonet of the person in front of him, and under inertia.

The bayonet slashing at Shen Yan's rifle did indeed deflect to the left.

Shen Yan simultaneously rolled to the right, wanting to break away.

But just as he rolled to the right, the sound of a blade cutting through the air followed closely behind.

Pfft—!!!

Shen Yan had only half-dodged to the side when his movement was abruptly stopped, and the bayonet that followed pinned him to the ground.

Crack!

His head suddenly suffered an impact, and the screen instantly fell into darkness.

Shen Yan, who hadn't yet come to his senses.

Had no time to rest, or even reflect.

!

The screen lit up again, and the roar came the next instant.

This time Shen Yan learned his lesson; the moment he entered the storyline, he braked his steps, wanting to let the Japs behind him block in front.

But Zhao Ming had designed a thirty-meter distance, and the target was other Republic warriors.

Shen Yan stopped his steps.

But the Japs behind him did indeed charge to the sides, not charging over to block in front as he had hoped, but the Republic "Lu Bu" not far in front had already killed him in three steps.

Shen Yan's spirit was stretched to the limit, and he raised his rifle.

I don't know if it was because of acceleration and inertia this time.

The rifle that could still block just now, at this moment, unexpectedly snapped under the huge force, and then silver light landed on the top of Shen Yan's head and slashed downward.

Crack!

The sound of a skull shattering.

Falling into darkness again...: 【4.3 seconds】.

The screen lit up again.

Being killed several times in a row, Shen Yan also accumulated some anger in his heart; the moment the screen lit up, he forced himself to calm down, and the roar from the opposite side sounded again.

Shen Yan's movements weren't slow; he immediately turned to the side, preparing to predict and dodge, while the bayonet in his hand also began to build up power.

A familiar blade light slashed from the front; Shen Yan dodged it directly because he had turned to the side in advance, but before the bayonet in his hand could exert force, the slashing bayonet suddenly braked, and then turned into a horizontal slash!

Shen Yan only felt his hair stand on end.

A feint?

Falling into darkness again...: 【4.3 seconds】.

Zhao Ming (My f***)

Prediction is useless... the storyline characters aren't dead.

Just a few minutes.

Counting the settlement, the charge, and the situation of dying eight or nine times per minute on average.

Shen Yan and these people from the Special First Battalion were abused miserably.

The record of others dying dozens of times in one night was brushed past by Shen Yan and the others in just a few minutes.

Only five minutes of being abused.

Shen Yan was already numb; although he had successfully managed to go from being killed in two moves to being killed in five moves, this way of grinding was also a bit ridiculous.

He wanted to find out the situation of others, and finally, at the moment of death and restart, he took a look.

It turned out that others were also training.

How could he, a Mobile Corps Commander, be worse than his own soldiers? Shen Yan gritted his teeth and began to hold on, constantly training hand-to-hand combat against the Republic "Lu Bu."

And his subordinates, Liu Feng, Fang Hui, and others... were clearly thinking the same thing.

Their leader was training, so how embarrassing would it be if they quit?

And the soldiers of the Special First Battalion below didn't even need to be mentioned; their squad leader was still training, so if they quit, wouldn't they be promoted?

No one dared to take the title of being the first to quit.

In this kind of "atmosphere."

Shen Yan led the people of the Special First Battalion and trained for more than three hours.

It was only when Zhao Ming discovered something was wrong and popped them out from the backend that they stopped, otherwise they would have been beaten silly.

Zhao Ming flipped through the backend data records:

"This bunch of people is a bit slow..."

Training for more than three hours, the progress in the first hour was the fastest; Shen Yan and Liu Feng both persisted for 20 seconds.

But as the number of deaths became too high, the effect gradually decreased, and slowly, their spirits became dazed.

From 20 seconds, they were beaten back to 10-plus seconds, until the third hour, when they were back to being killed in a few seconds.

Zhao Ming had a strange expression; strictly speaking, it was his problem.

It was ill-considered.

This intensity should have had a time limit set.

But did no one in this bunch want to quit?

But looking at the backend data.

Basically, every time they started, someone wanted to quit, but they never pressed the quit button...

Dying at this intensity for three hours, looking at hundreds of restart records.

That's also impressive.

This instance is definitely hell-difficulty, mainly because the buffs are stacked to the max.

The hand-to-hand combat in 【Central Station Battle】 mainly involves both sides suddenly meeting in a corridor or room, and then wanting to kill the other side.

This kind of sudden burst of killing intent definitely can't compare to 【Battle of Xia Jin】.

First of all, in the storyline, Zhao Ming had the Northern Army take on the identity of Japs, so the Japs charging at the very front were the targets of the Republic "Lu Bu."

Compared to a sudden contact in a room corridor.

With the Republic "Lu Bu's" national hatred and family grudges, and the buffs of being the target stacked together, staring fixedly for seconds before leaping out to kill.

The battle between the Blue Star soldiers and the Republic "Lu Bu," whose killing intent had already been brewed to the extreme.

The tragic degree can be imagined.

But the progress was also rapid.

Being able to last 20 seconds was already very strong; Zhao Ming lowered the threshold for the instance by half, just persist for one minute.

At the same time, a time limit was added.

From the effect, the first 40 minutes were the fastest in terms of progress.

Later, there would be mental fatigue.

This way, hand-to-hand combat could be trained to the maximum extent.

With the intensity of 【Central Station Battle】, the ammunition was basically gone in the first hour, and the hand-to-hand combat ability trained in 【Battle of Xia Jin】 could play a big role.

After all, no matter how strong those Imperial soldiers were, they weren't as strong as the Republic "Lu Bu" that Shen Yan and the others faced; that was recognized by the entire army.

After adjusting the single-player storyline mode of 【Battle of Xia Jin】.

Zhao Ming switched back to the game's backend big data, which showed the growth of players in major federations.

The peak at the end of the "Anti-War Competition" was 50 million global players; with the promotion during this period, the total number of all players in the game had already grown to 73 million.

Among them, the Antarctic Star Federation and the Golden Moon Federation, the two federations with agents, had the fastest growth.

The Golden Moon Federation grew because people were following the Golden Moon Federation's eldest prince, so many people followed him into the game.

And the Antarctic Star Federation grew because of a father-son streamer pair.

Originally, the streamer wanted to take his father to play, but the father became completely immersed, following the workers in the 【Dzerzhinsky Tractor Plant】 to manufacture tanks in full swing, attracting a large group of viewers.

Then he fell into the demonic mechanical manufacturing and couldn't come back.

For a time, combined with the factory and mechanical sounds of tank manufacturing, it began to spread in the Antarctic Star, and a retro style became popular.

The "tank" and "armor" type retro mechanical peripherals from Polar Star were all sold out.

Shen Qinghan was contacting the foundry to step up production.

Zhao Ming found the live streaming platform in the Antarctic Star and registered an account to enter the platform.

At this time.

Source Star Live Streaming Platform.

In Theodore's live stream room, as soon as he entered.

The clanging sound of hammering came, and what caught his eye was red-hot steel gradually taking shape under the continuous hammering of workers.

The perspective of the live stream room would also move from time to time.

One moment to the assembly workshop, one moment to the smelting workshop, a retro sense of the era came rushing toward him.

These scenes had not been seen by many old people in the Federation.

Because the industrial era was surpassed within the first hundred years of the meteor shower, and at this time, Blue Star was full of new energy and technological manufacturing; where had they seen such a retro industrial style?

At this time, everything in the game was novel to Blue Star netizens.

Zhao Ming looked at the barrage and discovered this point.

Thoughtful.

Come to think of it, most current Blue Star games are just stacking data, with gorgeous mechs, mythical beasts, and everything else; this kind of retro game seems not to have appeared for many years, and it's so realistic.

It's just that this retro industrial style is only included in "World War II: Rise of the Empire."

After all, things compiled by photonic supercomputing can't possibly be as attractive as history that actually happened.

This is also why the "industrial style" of the WWII era is popular in the Antarctic Star Federation.

Because Blue Star's industrial history was short to begin with, no one cared about that industrial history, and coincidentally, this industry, this atmosphere, became instantly popular in the Antarctic Star Federation because of the program effect of this father and son.

For a federation that already likes armor, this primitive and wild industry brought a lot of novelty.

Looking at it this way, for a Blue Star that lacks history.

History-based games have more potential.

Zhao Ming pondered, while Theodore in the live stream room was feeling a bit emotional.

Standing in front of a furnace full of molten iron, watching the red-hot molten iron pour down, Theodore sighed and said:

"Damn it."

"I thought I would never like machinery in my life."

"I didn't expect to be used to it now."

His ears were full of noisy clanging sounds, which was the sound he hated most when he was a child, because many times his father, who was already late getting off work, wouldn't sleep when he got home, only focusing on tinkering with machinery.

It made him unable to sleep, so their relationship was never very good.

It wasn't until he grew up and became sensible that he understood his father a little.

But he still hated machinery.

It's just that he didn't expect this game to make him fall in love with this place, to fall in love with machinery.

Seeing his father, who had nothing to do after retirement, regain his youth in the game, Theodore was also happy.

Of course... this was just self-indulgence.

"Theodore! Theodore!"

His father's familiar voice sounded, and Theodore's inner self-indulgence instantly vanished.

He even had a headache and hurriedly ran over:

"Dad, how many times have I told you, you..."

Before he could finish.

He saw his dad's movement that seemed about to start, and Theodore hurriedly dodged:

"Fine, fine, fine, you say, what's the matter?"

He was older and more stubborn.

Theodore complained inwardly.

Theodore's dad ordered him:

"Hurry up and call the other engineers over; I've modified this tank again."

Theodore looked helpless and hurriedly said:

"Okay."

It's just that his identity is a soldier.

But there's no way, he'll just have to use his authority, Theodore ran to call the other engineers.

At the same time, he was showing off in the live stream room.

During this time, his dad had been repairing and modifying the tank details in the factory.

While ensuring production, the tank's performance had also improved quite a bit, and these improvements were all because of the details his dad modified; the level of a senior armor repairman is indeed not just talk.

The 【Dzerzhinsky Tractor Plant】 in this 【Battle of Stalingrad】 instance had a higher production capacity than other instances.

However, Zhao Ming didn't intervene.

Because these changes wouldn't affect the overall battle situation.

On the other side.

In Mo Xiaomo's live stream room.

Also in the huge mechanical workshop of this factory.

Hearing that uncle calling Theodore, Mo Xiaomo subconsciously looked over, and the friends in the live stream room also became interested.

Following the figure that caught their eyes, watching the uncle's movement of raising his leg to kick, and the "Theodore" who ran away, the live stream room went crazy with laughter.

【This guy restarted again?】

【What number is this? 5 times?】

【More than that, I've been squatting here for so long, this guy called "Theodore" has already started 7 times.】

【That's a streamer from an outside federation; if you're interested, you can take a look; he just got popular these past few days.】

【I was wondering why it was so entertaining; turns out he's a streamer too.】

【But he should be a newbie, hahahahaha.】

【Indeed, this guy feels like he hasn't even figured out how to play the game.】

Mo Xiaomo also noticed the barrage, and only then did she know that the person was also a streamer.

But although she was curious, she didn't care.

Mo Xiaomo watched the machine tool in front of her run while pulling up the "Real-time Map" in the live stream room.

The current battle situation was still unclear.

The Axis powers' offensive momentum hadn't weakened in the slightest, although the offensive toward Moscow had been repelled, but Mo Xiaomo searched for the live stream rooms near Moscow.

The Empire was still attacking, but it had also turned into a tug-of-war.

Both sides were fighting with consumption.

And Stalingrad at this time was like "Moscow" at the end of last year.

It had fallen into the Empire's crazy offensive.

Thousands of planes bombed in turns every day without stopping, and the tractor plant where she was located was an even more important target; every day she would see workshops destroyed by bombing.

But they would soon be repaired, and if they couldn't be repaired, they would move out what could be used and continue working.

This kind of resilience was unimaginable to Blue Star netizens.

It was also the reason why many people were attracted to watch.

The Empire's offensive was crazy.

And Leningrad was a strangely quiet siege.

Although there were Imperial troops attacking from time to time.

But due to the environment, they never broke through, and Mo Xiaomo searched for Leningrad live stream rooms; the most popular one was Duan Yu's live stream room, because this guy's survival challenge had already reached 【267 days/100 days】.

Far exceeding the target set at the beginning.

And the environment of Leningrad was also obvious to all; although some streamers wanted to imitate it, basically none of them lasted more than 10 days.

Duan Yu's live stream room could be considered unique in the Leningrad area.

Mo Xiaomo didn't go into Duan Yu's live stream room to watch, mainly because of the shadow left from last time.

Looking at the entire front line between the Empire and the Soviet Federation,

it had been in a stalemate for half a year; if they couldn't break through Stalingrad, Blue Star netizens could already foresee what would happen next.

Such consumption was something the Empire couldn't afford.

You have to know that they all watched the Empire fight its way to such a large area; the original land area wasn't much larger than Poland.

The Soviet Federation had lost a million, then another million, then another million... they could still pull out a million-strong Far East reserve force, but the Empire's own people were only so many; if millions died.

Are they going to count on the people and armies of France, Poland, and other places under their control to fight for the Empire?

Perhaps that's the reason.

So the Empire's offensive against Stalingrad was unusually fierce.

The degree of cruelty made Blue Star players cry out that they couldn't take it.

Mo Xiaomo looked at the battlefields in other regions; on the 【North African Battlefield】, the Empire was gathering troops, and the famous general Rommel in the Hall of Fame seemed to be preparing for a big battle with the British Federation.

On the 【Pacific Battlefield】, Japan was unable to launch a retaliation against the American Freedom Federation because it had lost two large naval battles in a row.

And the American Freedom Federation was constantly gathering troops, seemingly preparing to launch another naval battle to attack Japan.

Looking at the current time point, it had already entered the beginning of August.

But it was impossible to tell the outcome between the two sides.

【European Battlefield】 stalemate.

【North African Battlefield】 Empire gathering troops to prepare to attack the British Federation and affiliated forces.

【Pacific Battlefield】 American Freedom Federation gathering troops to prepare to attack islands occupied by Japan.

These three battlefields.

It felt like whichever battlefield produced a result would affect the entire world's battle situation.

Mo Xiaomo watched for a while, closed the "Real-time Map," and her gaze returned to the game, moving the parts made on the machine tool in front of her.

Suddenly.

The "death whistle" of the Stukas suddenly sounded in the sky.

And it sounded continuously.

Clearly, another Stuka bombing formation was attacking, and the air raid alarm suddenly sounded in the factory; Mo Xiaomo quickly took action.

The workers, who had practiced and fought countless times, cooperated tacitly.

Semi-finished parts were quickly piled together, thrown onto sandbags to cover, and the drawings and documents in the engineers' hands were placed behind iron cabinets buried under each machine tool.

One by one, camouflaged "fake" tanks were pushed out to confuse the Stuka bombers in the sky.

Mo Xiaomo also hid in a corner of the bunker after hiding the parts nearby.

Through the broken glass, the "death whistle" grew louder, stimulating everyone's nerves, and then a series of small black dots fell.

Boom, boom, boom, boom—!

In the factory area, besides the camouflaged "fake" tanks being bombed.

There were also some buildings and the factory's large chimneys that were subjected to dive bombing; the shockwave generated by the explosion spread, and the glass that didn't have much left shattered into residue again.

At this time, the counterattack inside the factory also began.

As the diving Stukas swept past, soldiers defending various parts of the factory operated anti-aircraft guns to strafe the Stuka bombers.

The Stukas' "death whistle" circled over the 【Dzerzhinsky Tractor Plant】, engaging with the ground anti-aircraft forces; the battle lasted less than 20 minutes before the Stukas' whistle left.

Mo Xiaomo stood up from the bunker.

At this time, thick smoke was rising from various parts of the factory, and one workshop had flames shooting up dozens of meters high, not knowing if it was fuel or something else that had been bombed; some workers took shovels and rushed there.

And the other workers didn't slack off in the slightest, immediately taking action.

Working without a moment's pause, manufacturing tanks.

This collective atmosphere was also what attracted Blue Star netizens the most.

Mo Xiaomo's workshop wasn't damaged, so she joined production directly, but when she pushed the parts out, Mo Xiaomo discovered the corpse of that streamer called "Theodore"...

This guy was truly a bit unlucky.

He was hit on the head by an ejected piece of iron behind the bunker... and smashed to death.

Mo Xiaomo smacked her lips, then pushed a cart of parts and left quickly.

Someone would collect the body.

On the other side.

In Theodore's live stream room.

Theodore leaned back in his chair, speechless, while his dad next to him was cursing the Empire, completely immersed in it; the friends in Theodore's live stream room all laughed out loud listening to the old man's angry cursing.

Zhao Ming, who was watching in the live stream room, also felt it was interesting.

And Theodore was used to it; after complaining, he started again.

As the screen in the live stream room flashed.

Theodore was a bit surprised, because the start was no longer the tractor plant.

But a Soviet Federation troop that was on the move.

However, Theodore wasn't surprised, because he had started nearly 10 times, and there were two or three times that didn't start at the tractor plant.

He was just about to break away from the moving troop to go to the tractor plant.

As soon as he went out, he was dragged back by a large hand and scolded:

"Where are you going?"

"Keep up!"

"Target: Central Station."

"Hurry!!!"

Theodore was dragged back and forced to follow the troop, so he helplessly said to the live stream room:

"No choice, I can only go to the central station first."

"I'll start the tractor plant next time."

It's just that Zhao Ming, who was watching in the live stream room, looked at the time.

It was already August 2nd in the game.

The tractor plant was the focus of July; it couldn't be started in August... experience the initial central station battle for a bit.

Theodore, who knew nothing, followed the troop and flew toward the central station.