Chapter 267: Chapter 157: [Normandy Landing] The Complete Collapse of the Axis Powers (6.2k Double Chapter)_3
At this moment, Fang Ming was completely in a daze. He reached into his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and with a slightly trembling hand, pulled one out and put it in his mouth:
"Damn!"
"I shouldn’t have asked. Does Old Zhao want to kill me?"
It wasn’t just Fang Ming; the viewers from Blue Star in the live stream were also filled with guilt.
If they had known earlier, they wouldn’t have urged Fang Ming to make fun, and now things had gotten heavy.
Fang Ming took out a match, trying to light the cigarette in his mouth, but the wind and waves were too strong. How could he possibly light it? After several failed attempts, he angrily threw the matchbox into the sea.
He spat out the cigarette from his mouth, then looked at the soldier in the front row.
Yu Feng saw this and could only say:
"There’s nothing we can do."
"The first batch is basically doomed; we can’t survive."
"There’s no way to save him even if we wanted to."
"And even if we survive, it’s only in my ’Immersive Plot’ mode. In everyone else’s plot, we’re still dead."
Fang Ming nodded, no longer looking at that soldier.
But this sudden situation took everyone by surprise.
Fang Ming was silent for a while, then looked up again:
"Damn it."
"If I don’t do something, I can’t get over it."
Fang Ming directly stepped forward, patted the soldier on the shoulder. The soldier turned around, looking puzzled, and Fang Ming pulled him out and dragged him behind:
"Stand in my position."
"When we charge later, jump from the side and try to hide behind others."
"If the people in front fall down, just lie on the ground and play dead."
"The moment you get ashore, look for cover, like those steel hedgehogs."
"Got it?"
Without waiting for the soldier to say anything, Fang Ming directly moved him to the last position in the line. Fang Ming then turned and moved to the position in front of the soldier.
Seeing this, Yu Feng also patted the soldier’s shoulder, gave an encouraging look, then stepped forward to stand behind Fang Ming, and the entire team shifted back a bit.
As the landing craft advanced, the beach in front gradually loomed larger, and familiar commands of the naval officer echoed in their ears:
"Don’t block the ramp, landing in three minutes!"
"Everyone disembark from both sides!"
"May God bless you!"
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Before landing, bullets from the opposite beach had already started flying over as they got closer to the shore.
Clang!
A violent tremor as the landing craft hit something.
The ramp in front opened from both sides.
"GO! GO! GO!!!"
Ratatatata——!
The charging soldiers fell like wheat being harvested. Fang Ming and Yu Feng didn’t know how many times they’d fought this battlefield. Though personal power couldn’t change the big picture,
they were familiar with most of the Imperial Garrison’s strongholds and would aim at the Imperial stronghold as much as possible, delaying as long as they could.
"Old Yu!"
"Stop shouting! I’m aiming! Damn! The firepower is too intense!!!"
Boom! Boom!
"Cover! Cover!!!"
There weren’t so many rookie players, but these native NPCs didn’t seem to perform much better than Blue Star players experiencing the battlefield for the first time.
Because surviving here was purely based on luck...
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...
Evening.
Under the sunset.
The blood-red sunset reflected on the beach, and Yu Feng slumped against a sandbag at a stronghold, with two Imperial Soldiers’ bodies lying nearby.
Yu Feng himself had five or six bullet holes in his abdomen and leg.
At the moment, he could barely move his body, surviving seemed unlikely.
Looking down from the perspective of the stronghold.
Debris from the damaged landing craft blended with the charred beach, and many soldiers’ bodies were piled on the beach, repeatedly washed by the sea.
The sea had turned red, indistinguishable whether it was from the setting sun’s glow or the blood that soaked it.
Shortly after landing, Fang Ming was hit by a shell.
The steel hedgehogs were useless, and he was blown apart, but Fang Ming didn’t leave. Instead, he watched Yu Feng’s stream in his own live stream.
Yu Feng, along with Fang Ming and the Blue Star viewers in the stream, searched around.
They looked to see if they could find that soldier.
Numb soldiers on the beach were carrying their comrades’ bodies; medics shuttled across the beach, bandaging the wounded, injecting sedatives to relieve pain and stop bleeding.
A medic came over, trying to bandage Yu Feng.
But Yu Feng waved him away, saying:
"Save it for those who need it."
Too much blood had already flowed, bullets had shredded his intestines beyond repair.
The medic wanted to say something, but Yu Feng pointed to the wounded not far away, so he had to go treat them.
Yu Feng, together with Fang Ming and the Blue Star viewers, continued searching for a while.
But they still couldn’t find him.
Yu Feng sighed and said:
"Looks like we can’t find him."
"I hope that brother can survive."
Even if it’s just an NPC.
But for that simple and pure wish, everyone in the live stream hoped he wouldn’t die.
But Yu Feng couldn’t hold on anymore.
As his words faded, Yu Feng’s head drooped, and he lost his breath.
And this was just a common scene on Omaha Beach.
Yu Feng’s screen went black, then returned to the game’s broadcast interface, looking at the room where Fang Ming was, he said:
"Again?"
"Continue with the plot ahead?"
Fang Ming rubbed his temples:
"Not right now."
"I need a moment."
"Damn it, why does Old Zhao always design such plots."
"You play first, I’m going to play ’Huaxia’, then I’ll end the stream."
Yu Feng nodded:
"Alright."
"Go ahead."
Then Fang Ming left the room, but after he left, Yu Feng also stood there, suddenly losing the interest to play.