Chapter 60: Thousands of fighter planes take off

In this 【Battle of Britain】 instance.

From the moment the Imperial bombing formation bombed London, the game has seen both sides retaliating by bombing each other's capitals, which has lasted for more than half a month.

In the player forum, players have already roughly estimated.

As of now.

Just in the London urban area, more than 16 square kilometers of the urban area have been destroyed, and the losses suffered by the remaining southern ports and industrial hubs are even more incalculable. The number of houses destroyed has already reached more than 600,000.

The number of deaths due to bombing, summarized from players distributed in various parts of the Federation, has reached 100,000.

This kind of casualty is simply unimaginable in the eyes of Blue Star players.

No matter how cruel the ancient wars recorded in books are, they are just recorded numbers, without specific feelings.

And this 【Battle of Britain】 multiplayer online instance is completely different from the immersive story experienced before, and the 【Normandy Landings】 battle. This is the first-person perspective of Blue Star players, watching step by step how the war escalated.

From the initial bombing of ports, to industrial towns, air raids continuously.

Then to London being bombed, the situation escalated, both sides mutually air-raided capitals. During this period, more than 600,000 houses were destroyed, and more than 100,000 people died.

Among them, Blue Star players also contributed quite a few death quotas, and the unlucky ones were bombed to death seven or eight times in this less than a month.

Letting Blue Star players really feel the cruelty of war.

Inexplicably thinking about those war fanatics who fooled to the end, if someone really launched a riot, would the scene here be the scene of the future Blue Star...

In the game.

London.

In the destroyed urban area.

The air is filled with the pungent smell of smoke, black smoke is burning in the buildings that have become ruins, and there are corpses lying on the ground everywhere, and no one is collecting the corpses at all.

A streamer who randomly got the doctor profession, carrying a broken medical box, finished bandaging a citizen, looked up at the people struggling to crawl out of the ruins, and couldn't help but sigh heavily:

"Brothers, can you feel the despair of having more and more wounded..."

"Can't save them, simply can't save them."

"Some are already dead while waiting in line, some just died directly, and sometimes after spending a lot of effort, just finished bandaging a hundred people, and Imperial bombers flew over in the sky."

"In the blink of an eye, two or three thousand more wounded were added, and the ground was full of charred corpses."

"It's really life-taking."

"Fortunately, this is just a game; I dare not think about what the world would become if this happened on our Blue Star."

Barrage floated by in the stream room.

【Don't panic, you will die without any pain.】

【The one above is right; the reason this game is so miserable is because technology is not developed, so many people can't live and can't die, which looks very miserable.】

【According to our Blue Star's technology, the Federation can just drop something to level the city, and you will leave without any pain.】

【Yes, this is also the reason why the six major federations restrain each other.】

【If it were really like in this game, because London and Berlin were bombed, both sides got carried away, I'm afraid it would be the end of the world for Blue Star.】

And at this time,

The streamer with the doctor identity looked at the next wounded person.

A middle-aged man dragged over by three children. The middle-aged man's eyes were closed, his chest had no ups and downs, and his smoked-black face revealed a trace of paleness. The three children looked nervously at the streamer with the doctor identity:

"Doctor, can you save our dad?"

"He seems to be asleep, but he usually snores."

The streamer with the doctor identity took a deep breath:

"Drag him to the side first."

"Let your dad have a good sleep."

"Next."

——

On the other side.

Imperial faction.

Air Force base.

Accompanied by the angry roar of the superior.

Wei Ze walked out of the office, but the medal representing his military rank on his body had been torn off.

Walking out of the base building and heading to the dormitory.

Countless pilots passed by, their eyes revealing surprise, not understanding why this squadron leader, who had just been promoted because of his technology, was suddenly dismissed, while the team members who knew the inside story were silent.

In the corner of the canteen.

The newcomer didn't know why the atmosphere of the team was so strange, and looked at the dangling man, Willy:

"Uh... Willie, why do I feel the atmosphere in the squad is a bit off?"

"And... this is the fifth time the Captain has been criticized in the three days since I joined, right?"

"The Captain hasn't carried out a mission in a week."

"I heard from others that the Squadron Leader is already very angry."

"Including you guys, you get criticized every time for not dropping all the loaded ammunition. Why is that?"

"You are the hero squadron that bombed London; what on earth happened?"

Willie listened to the newcomer's words, remained silent for a long time, and grabbed his hair with both hands:

"Hmm... I don't know how to tell you."

"It's probably because we bombed London due to navigation errors, and then... we received a hero title."

"But do you know what the price was?"

The newcomer was a bit confused and said:

"The consequences?"

"What consequences could there be?"

Willie looked frustrated, his tone filled with regret:

"It's probably that the Captain's parents and younger sister lost their lives in the Federation's revenge bombing."

"She was a very cute little girl."

"She would write to the Captain every week. The crooked handwriting looked especially cute. Every time she sent a letter, she would include many delicious snacks and would generously let the Captain share them with us..."

"Oh! No!!!"

Clang!

Willie slammed his hand on the table in remorse and annoyance, his face full of pain:

"What the hell did we do?!"

"Damn it!"

"I shouldn't have lost my way that day!!!"

Looking at the pained Willie, the newcomer didn't know what to say.

How do you count this? The damn war?

At this moment.

The whistle for an emergency assembly sounded, and the messenger ran into the canteen:

"Everyone, return to your posts immediately."

"Prepare to execute the bombing mission."

Orders do not give people time for pain and were still issued as usual...

And this time, the Empire mobilized its air force on a large scale, gathering more than 200 fighter planes and over 600 bombers in a very short time. Such a scale also shocked the players watching the live stream.

Is the Empire going to destroy London at all costs?

The reaction on the London side was also very fast, quickly organizing a large number of fighter planes.

But in terms of numbers, it was only half that of the Empire.

The thousands of fighter planes from both sides had all taken off and were flying toward a certain location.

This sudden scene in the game spread quickly, causing many players who were at work to secretly open the Tian Sha live stream on their phones, switching back and forth between the streamer perspectives of both camps.

Watching the perspectives of both sides getting closer and closer...