Chapter 147: [Tunisia Campaign] American-style Humor in North Africa (6.1k, two-in-one)

Rommel's appearance clearly wasn't that of a normal person.

And he had just won a battle, so why the worried look?

Was it because of the lack of supplies?

That shouldn't be it; the camp had been taken, and the temporary supplies were enough, so there was no need for such a look?

Yu Feng couldn't figure it out.

But looking at Rommel's appearance, he felt there was something wrong with his health; Yu Feng took a screenshot of Rommel and put it in the stream.

There were hundreds of thousands of viewers in the stream, and there were quite a few talented people.

Although it was only a photo of a head through a car window, some Blue Star viewers who studied medicine had already begun to analyze the cause.

【Obviously extreme fatigue, plus not being used to the local environment.】

【Pale complexion, looks like symptoms of low blood pressure.】

【Given this situation, there should be other problems with his body, but he must be examined; looking at the appearance only reveals this much.】

【But looking at that complexion and level of fatigue, the situation is already very serious; if he isn't sent to the hospital in time, he might collapse at any time.】

【The person above is right, timely treatment is fine, but this situation gets worse the longer it drags on.】

【Holy crap? Doesn't that mean the Allies can drag Rommel to death?】

【... That makes sense, they really could drag him to death.】

【The Allies shouldn't know yet; the streamer can't die, if he dies, there will be no one to tip them off.】

Looking at the barrage in the stream, Yu Feng also realized the importance of the problem.

To be blunt, on the North African battlefield right now, apart from Rommel, there really wasn't anyone on the Empire's side who could fight.

The performance of other high-ranking generals could only be described as mediocre, and some were even holding them back.

What's worse is that because they were nominally helping the Kingdom of Italy, Rommel sometimes had to listen to the orders from the Italian side.

For example, taking over the defensive tasks that originally belonged to the Italian Kingdom's legions, which led to frequent interference in decision-making and missed opportunities.

Yet even under such circumstances, Rommel still relied on mobile warfare and deception tactics to turn the tide of battle several times.

But individual strength could not compete with a nation; the Empire was severely lacking in supplies, unlike the Allies who had a constant stream.

And now that Rommel had health problems, as long as they dragged Rommel to death or dragged him away, the subsequent development of the entire North African battlefield could be foreseen.

In fact, that was exactly the case.

Rommel had fought on the North African battlefield for two years; he left North Africa due to illness in March, and by early May, the Kingdom of Italy had surrendered, they were driven out of the North African continent, and the North African battlefield ended completely.

The Empire had fought for two years and been a scapegoat for two years.

No one expected the Kingdom of Italy to surrender so quickly; they only held out for a little over a month before surrendering.

Yu Feng and the Blue Star netizens didn't know the subsequent development, they just knew this news had to be spread; this was quite important news, so Yu Feng tried to slow his breathing, making himself look like a real dead person.

It's just that his half-open eyes were still fixed on the situation in the camp.

The zoomed-in camera in the stream was locked on the camp.

At this time in the camp.

After Rommel got off the command vehicle, he watched the soldiers constantly loading supplies, his expression hidden with unwillingness, looking several times in the direction where the American Free Federation troops had just retreated, but a sudden fit of coughing continued.

His body swayed a bit, and after recovering, Rommel's expression was even uglier.

He turned and walked into the command vehicle.

Clearly, he had given up the idea of continuing the pursuit, only looting the supplies in the camp.

Soon.

The Imperial soldiers who had finished cleaning the battlefield began to use flamethrowers to burn everything in the camp that couldn't be taken away, such as tents, equipment, damaged tanks, etc., not intending to leave even a single part for the US military.

Yu Feng watched the Imperial soldiers cleaning the battlefield in terror.

Fortunately, because he had rushed out of the camp and "died" outside, the Imperial soldiers didn't have time to finish off the bodies outside, and after burning everything in the camp, they left quickly.

And Yu Feng didn't dare to move his body until a long time later.

Because the pain sensitivity was adjusted to 5%, even though an arm was torn off, Yu Feng didn't feel anything unusual, but when he wanted to get up, his whole body was limp, and he fell down with a thud.

After several failed attempts to move, a barrage popped up in the stream.

【Too much blood loss, luckily the pain sensitivity was adjusted, otherwise he might have been scared to death psychologically by fear.】

【That's right, staying still honestly can make you live a little longer.】

【Don't move, wait for someone to come, if you're lucky you can say a few last words...】

With the barrage in the stream, some viewers also understood that it was excessive blood loss.

Thinking about it, it made sense.

An entire arm had been torn off, and it was a miracle he hadn't died after lying there for so long.

If he got up and moved, he would probably be gone directly.

Looking at the barrage, Yu Feng didn't dare to move around anymore; although the lowered pain sensitivity meant he didn't feel anything, the body he was controlling felt his eyelids fighting after the Imperial soldiers left and his spirit relaxed.

He couldn't help but secretly complain, damn... forgot about this.

Excessive blood loss and he was going to be gone.

Yu Feng struggled to lift his head and look at the camp, not knowing when people would return, and the toxic gas from the fire burning things was also smoking Yu Feng.

He wanted to pass on the information, but his eyelids closed unconsciously.

The stream went dark, but he hadn't exited the game yet, it looked like he had passed out.

Yu Feng could only wait in the stream.

A moment later.

A slight noise began to come to his ears, Yu Feng's spirit gradually recovered, he struggled to open his eyelids, looking dazedly at the American Free Federation flag, and the noisy sounds.

Yu Feng took a deep breath, struggled to lift his head, and attracted the attention of the US soldiers over there.

A group of people ran over, joy appearing on their faces:

"My God, God bless, someone is actually still alive?"

"Medic! Medic!!!"

"He lost too much blood!"

"Quick! Prepare a blood transfusion!"

"Lost so much blood, can he still be saved?"

"Forget it, hurry up and transfuse."

Although it was very difficult for Yu Feng to control his body, he heard these NPCs' words clearly, and he was speechless, struggling to speak:

"Rommel... body... has problems... Empire might..."

"Going to retreat... soon..."

He struggled to say this information, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

This should attract attention; as long as they drag Rommel to death, the North African battlefield would be easy.

Sure enough.

After hearing the words Yu Feng struggled to say, the American Free Federation soldiers who gathered around were shocked, looked at each other, and then discussed in a jumble:

"Bad, has he started hallucinating?"

"He can't be saved."

"Oh, poor kid, even the hallucinations from excessive blood loss are about defeating the Empire?"

"Rommel's body has problems? What a cold joke."

"Quite a sense of humor."

"That's right, his troops were just chasing us, how is that possible."

"Forget it, did the little match girl not make it?"

"Probably just this poor kid's hallucination before dying."

"Oh, how pitiful..."

Hearing the discussion around him.

Yu Feng's face stiffened, and countless curses wanted to be shouted out in his mind.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

However...

Everything went black before his eyes, and he died directly.

The screen instantly returned to the main interface, and Yu Feng couldn't help but curse:

"Damn!!!"

"What the hell kind of humor is that?!"

"Are these people pigs?!"

"Such important information, treated as a cold joke on the spot, and what little match girl? What kind of thing is that?!"

!!!

The sound of him hitting the table rang out.

Damn!

No wonder these guys let the Empire chase them, they have such a sense of humor, why don't they go tell jokes!

The Blue Star netizens in the stream couldn't hold it either.

He persisted for half a day with great difficulty.

And was concluded with a single sentence about being a hallucination before death.

These American Free Federation soldiers were indeed different.

If it were the Soviet or Imperial soldiers, they would have reported it in such a situation, but the American Free Federation soldiers discussed it as a hallucination and a cold joke.

Yu Feng, who had lost too much blood, was angered to death...

After cursing for a while.

Yu Feng could only continue to start a new game; there was no way if the information couldn't be passed on.

Every time he started a game, although it was the same faction, the identity was random, and he couldn't just tell the US high command that Rommel's body had problems across several battlefields.

Then the question arises... how do you know Rommel's body has problems?

Yu Feng sighed.

He entered the game again.

The top streamers on Sky Shark Live were all on various battlefields or trying new games in 【Huaxia】.

And in other streams, quite a few tracks had been developed.

Just like Duan Yu, there was the food streamer Xia Ling, the air combat-only streamer Wei Ze, etc., and although the recent Battle of Stalingrad had ended, it had also spawned new streams.

Ruin treasure hunting.

Some streamers chose the Soviet Federation faction, perhaps as soldiers, perhaps as civilians, all busy in the ruins of the city of Stalingrad at this time.

At this time.

In the Stalingrad area stream.

In the 【Cleaning Mamayev Kurgan】 titled stream, streamer Chi Kang was a company commander of an engineer company, commanding his men to clean up the bodies on Mamayev Kurgan.

On this small hill where over a hundred thousand people died, there were shell craters everywhere, and bodies buried casually.

A casual dig with a shovel could unearth bodies mixed with mud, all of which were too late to be buried, and because the battlefield situation was tense, the bodies of both Imperial and Soviet soldiers were dragged over and mixed with mud and ice to form defensive bunkers.

And Chi Kang's job now was to clean up these bodies.

Because it was almost March, and when the weather warmed up, these mud and bodies would thaw, which would be even more troublesome.

Chi Kang held a shovel, prying under the bunkers formed by several Imperial soldier bodies and Soviet Federation soldier bodies, prying open several bodies, and the Soviet Federation soldier bodies were carried away by their own people.

While the Imperial soldier bodies were thrown onto a cart, preparing to find a place to burn them.

But before that...

Chi Kang used a shovel to pry open the Imperial soldier's coat, looking at the bulging pocket in his chest, and went up to loot the body.

This was real body looting...

Unlike other games where you die and drop equipment, in "World War II: Rise of the Empire," the touch of the body was no different from reality, exactly the same; generally, those who were timid couldn't enter this track.

Soon.

Chi Kang looted a leather wallet, looking at the bulging appearance, Chi Kang smiled and said:

"Looks like I'm going to get rich."

The barrage in the stream was also surging.

【6666, streamer, hurry up and see what's inside.】

【Blind guess there's a letter home.】

【Quite a harvest today, the 37th wallet in one morning.】

【No way, who told so many people to die here.】

Chi Kang opened the wallet, and what came into view was full of banknotes, some Imperial, some Soviet; it looked like this guy hadn't looted less Soviet wealth on the battlefield.

As expected, there were also envelopes.

And inside the envelope was a ring; seeing this, Chi Kang already understood:

"Another infatuated young man."

He opened the love letter, and what came into view was:

"My dear..."

Chi Kang sighed:

"How come these 'Earthlings' write letters starting with 'My dear'."

After looking at it, Chi Kang said:

"Another one who wants to retire and go back to marry a girl, everyone, don't make vows casually."

"But the address is quite clear."

"Imperial Ruhr area..."

"Speaking of which, are there any players in the Ruhr area, help me see if this young man's sweetheart is pretty?"

Speaking of this, Chi Kang suddenly had a hot idea.

Having looted so many envelopes before, why not find their owners?

This would attract a large group of viewers to follow the stream.

He did it as soon as he thought of it; Chi Kang immediately searched for "Ruhr area" on Sky Shark Live, and also posted news about finding "Ruhr area" players in the game forum.

He himself quietly looked at the dozen or so letters, and then determined all the regions.

Preparing to spend a day finding them all and making a big splash.

And Chi Kang doing this, sure enough, had an effect; the stream title also changed to 【Online searching for the sweetheart in the fallen soldier's envelope】, and such a title also attracted many players.

In less than half an hour.

A player in the Ruhr area contacted Chi Kang.

Because he was in the Ruhr area, and less than ten kilometers away from the address on the envelope.

He had already set off to search.

And Chi Kang also connected with him, streaming at the same time; there were more and more people in the stream, all preparing to witness this moment, but the Imperial faction player in the Ruhr area said to the stream:

"I advise you not to hold too much hope."

"Don't look at the Empire beating other countries until they can't lift their heads, but the domestic situation isn't very good either."

"The British Commonwealth's air raids haven't stopped."

"They don't dare to continue attacking Berlin, but the bombing of surrounding small cities or towns hasn't stopped."

"As long as it doesn't involve the lives of those big shots themselves."

"Whether the Imperial civilians die or not actually doesn't matter."

The words were cruel, but this was also something some life-style players felt personally.

Hearing this.

The Blue Star netizens in the stream also fell silent, this...

It seems they hadn't paid attention to this aspect before.

Everyone was focusing on the war on "Earth," but now looking at it, it seems war is only one aspect; "Earth" can be observed from many aspects, war is not just victory or defeat, but also the impact on civilians.

Everyone followed the perspective of that Ruhr area player and walked for over ten kilometers.

By the time they arrived, it was already evening in the game.

Because there was a clear address, the player found the place quickly.

It's just that what came into view was a ruin, and the player was stunned:

"This..."

The Blue Star netizens in the stream and streamer Chi Kang also fell silent.

Not only were the houses in front of them destroyed, but the houses in this area were also destroyed by bombs, clearly caused by air raids; the old man who brought the player over said:

"Yes, this is the place."

"Who are you to Charlotte? A relative?"

The player didn't know how to answer when he heard the old man's question:

"Uh... I'm Martin's friend."

Martin was that dead Imperial soldier.

Hearing this, the old man nodded and sighed:

"So that's how it is."

"Is Martin doing well now?"

The player nodded:

"Doing well."

Died without pain...

The old man nodded and said:

"That's good."

"Martin's home is right there."

Following the direction the old man pointed, it was next to Charlotte's house.

Childhood sweethearts?

This word flashed through the Blue Star netizens' minds.

Their hearts sank even more.

Even more miserable...

The old man continued:

"When those British demons were bombing, everyone was sleeping."

"Martin's parents and Charlotte's family of three, none of them escaped."

"I hope Martin can live until the war ends."

"Luckily, I haven't received any letters from Martin recently, otherwise, we wouldn't know how to reply."

Hearing this.

The player and the Blue Star netizens in the stream fell silent.

No need to reply.

Martin was also gone, dead on Mamayev Kurgan.

This meant this family had no descendants left.

The son died for the Empire thousands of miles away in Stalingrad.

The parents died in the Empire due to the British Commonwealth's air raids.

What has war brought?

In Chi Kang's stream.

Looking at the silent screen, Chi Kang also had a complex expression, turning to look at the bodies piled on the cart.

That Martin was among them.

In a while, he would be taken away and burned somewhere, not even ashes would remain.

Chi Kang didn't have an overflow of sympathy to go find Martin's body and bury it.

Not to mention whether anyone would appreciate it.

Even those Soviet soldiers wouldn't let him do that; the Empire killed over 2 million people in Stalingrad, and he wanted to bury their bodies?

The Soviet land wasn't enough to bury their own bodies, where would they care about the Empire's guys.

Chi Kang just looked a few times, then took out a dozen letters from his pocket.

One person's strength was still too small.

Chi Kang posted the various letters, letting players find them, and then gather them to stream; this sure enough mobilized the players' enthusiasm, many people wanted to see what the situation was on the envelope side.

So they wandered into major streams one after another.

And such a practice was soon imitated by a group of people, but Chi Kang didn't care anymore.

He had received news one after another.

The beloved girls or missed family members of those fallen Imperial soldiers.

Some were still waiting bitterly, some had already married, some family members had died in bombings, and some families had already accepted the bad news; the news from the letters was collected one by one.

The situation wasn't very good either.

Half of these soldiers died for nothing.

The beloved girl married, the missed family died in bombings; he didn't dare to think how many families this war would affect and what kind of trauma it would bring.

Many people watching the screen in the stream couldn't hold it anymore.

"#What will war bring?"

This topic, which had been silent for a long time, rushed to the hot search again.

It was originally a term that would appear frequently before and after the annual "Anti-War Competition," but now that the "Anti-War Competition" had ended for several months and everyone had no interest, it rushed to the hot search again.

It's just that under this term this time, there were letters as covers, followed by the process of searching.

There were letters from British Commonwealth soldiers.

The small town under reconstruction was bombed in retaliation by the Empire, and the soldier's parents, grandparents, and two younger brothers all died in the air raid.

This whole family had clearly escaped the Battle of Britain, but only lived for two more years, and that soldier had long since died in battle.

There were letters from Soviet Federation soldiers.

In the deep mountains and old forests of the Far East, players searched hard and were almost shot by the forest ranger uncle; after communicating, they learned it was the father of the fallen NPC.

When he heard the news of his son's death, the father was silent for a long time, only saying thank you to the player before turning and leaving.

The next day.

Some players saw the NPC uncle, carrying a hunting rifle and stepping onto the train to Stalingrad.

Videos of searching one by one circulated on the internet.

Soon someone made a mixed edit; looking at the reactions of those NPCs in the video, some collapsed, some were silent, some went directly to the battlefield, and the Blue Star players were more and more shocked.

These reactions fully demonstrated the emotions a person should have.

And it also made people think more.

If war really came, what kind of identity would they go to the battlefield with?

Having watched too much of "World War II: Rise of the Empire" plot.

No one held onto the idea that they were the son of destiny, an existence that could reverse the overall situation; they were likely just cannon fodder...

And through the opposite side of searching for letters.

Blue Star players discovered that they had explored "Earth" too little.

Every letter could find an address.

They didn't dare to think about how detailed this game was; compared to focusing on the battlefield, exploring the world seemed quite interesting.

Currently, Blue Star players were all focusing on major battlefields.

But at this time, they discovered that "Earth" was completely a virtual real world, with many undeveloped places.

Why only look at the fighting?

For a time.

The daily-style player streams exploded.

Players began to explore everything about "Earth," history, food, alcohol, culture, legends, and everything else.

And the history of "Earth" was far longer than that of Blue Star; the deeper they understood, the more interesting they felt it was.

Driving the players on the 【Huaxia】 side to also start pursuing history, food, and other gameplay.

However, thinking about war and the development of war was still mainstream.

Elsewhere.

In Yu Feng's stream.

After a few days of skipping the plot, his 【Immersive Plot】 mode had reached March.

The Allies were a bit late.

But they still learned the news that Rommel had returned to Berlin.

The Allies immediately held a meeting to study.

The general offensive for the 【Tunisia Campaign】 had begun.

At this time, Yu Feng was sitting in the passenger seat of a speeding military truck, saying to the viewers in the stream:

"Brothers, the Allies' Commander Montgomery has given the order! The time for the decisive battle has arrived!"