We promised to develop a game called Candy Crush, what the hell is the Third Reich?

Chapter 118, the "Battle of Moscow" event, can be completed ahead of schedule, featuring exclusive story photos (3.1k).

Upon seeing this, Duan Yu couldn't help but speak up:
"Hey, let go of that child."

As he spoke, he shook the stick in his hand.

The dagger at the tip of the stick gleamed brightly in the snow.

The burly man opposite frowned upon seeing this and looked down at the boy who had fallen onto his lap.

Bang!
He kicked him away with force again, then looked at Duan Yu:

"Kid, mind your own business."

"Those two damn guys are thieves."

He took two steps forward and went to the boy who had been kicked into the corner and was struggling to get up. He quickly found a bunch of loose change and a wallet.

Picking up the wallet, the burly man couldn't help but raise his hand again.

Snapped!
You dare steal my money?

He slapped Duan Yu several more times, then looked up at Duan Yu and sneered:
"Kid, don't misuse your kindness."

After saying that, he let go of the child he was holding, grabbed his wallet, and left cursing. Duan Yu frowned, also finding it troublesome.

But there was nothing that could be done after the rescue; they could only watch as the burly man left.

Duan Yu slowly relaxed his grip, lowered the stick with the dagger strapped to it, and looked at the two children:

"Are you okay?"

The two rescued children didn't speak, but their eyes were filled with fear, and they quickly shook their heads.

Seeing this, Duan Yu didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned around and went back into the alley, sat back down in the shed, stuffed the stick back inside, and addressed the chat in the live stream:
"That's enough."

"These kinds of things happen every day; it's good enough if you can protect yourself."

"Leningrad is becoming increasingly chaotic."

"The army can't control it anymore. It's lucky that this child wasn't beaten to death."

Just then, footsteps came from behind.

Duan Yu picked up the stick he had put down and turned around to look.

Duan Yu breathed a sigh of relief. It was those two children.

Just as he was about to put the stick down, the little boy he had just rescued suddenly rushed forward and, before Duan Yu could react, pulled away the hard bread that was placed next to the fire.

Then he grabbed another child and started running.

Duan Yu quickly got up, but because he was too weak and his vision blurred, he couldn't chase after them.

The live stream audience was also stunned.

Those viewers who were just urging Duan Yu to save the two children felt like they were being slapped in the face.

Duan Yu leaned against the wall with one hand to ease his symptoms of low blood sugar:

"rough!"

It's too late to catch up now.

He could only sit down and say:
"Sigh, given the current situation in Leningrad, it's good enough if we can just protect ourselves."

I'm used to this kind of situation, but I only glanced at it just now because of encouragement from my viewers, and the two kids didn't take it to heart.

So this is what they're doing now? With a sigh, Duan Yu remained huddled in the shed.
"I can't take it anymore, let's go to sleep and go get the bread this afternoon."

"Hopefully it will be sent today."

What no one knows is.

Leningrad's predicament had only just begun.
The battle within the game continues to unfold.

Two days later.

On the Moscow front, the Imperial forces failed to capture the last few kilometers from Moscow, and were instead pushed back by the continuous reinforcements from the Soviet Union.

at this time.

Xu Jie's reinforcement team has suffered more than half casualties.

Not only did the workers and students in the militia corps die, but many of the regular soldiers who were assisting also perished.

Kirill, the machine gunner whom Xu Jie was assisting.

Just a few days ago, they were saying that the Soviet Union could survive, but they weren't sure about themselves. Now, that's exactly what happened, and all that's left are cold corpses lying in the trenches.

He was shot in the head by an Imperial sniper.

Before he died, Kirill struggled a few times, managing to pull out only a pocket watch from his pocket, and a pack of cigarettes fell to the ground.

It seems he wanted to tell Xu Jie something.

But before I could even say it, it was gone.

Xu Jie was also helpless.

Giving him this thing is useless; it's like he'll live to the end.

He opened the pocket watch and looked inside. There was a photograph of a girl; as for who the girl in the photograph was, it was obvious.
Xu Jie's teeth ached from looking at this photo; the storyline was just too classic.

He put the pocket watch away and the pack of cigarettes into his pocket.

Xu Jie then simply covered Kirill's body with snow and mud, and took over his position as machine gunner, having already been with the main force for two days to hold off the Empire's attack.

But it's already tough enough now.

boom--!
boom--!
The roar of artillery fire outside the trenches continued, and the earth trembled.

The fake fortifications set up earlier fooled the Empire into firing a lot of artillery shells, but with the attacks over the past few days, the Empire has gradually figured out the location of the positions and the positions of some trenches.

The artillery fire is becoming increasingly accurate, and many people have been killed in the trenches in the past few days.

But there is nothing we can do.

In this freezing cold, digging even a trench was the limit.

Coupled with heavy personnel losses, they were no longer able to dig a second trench.

All I could do was pray that I wouldn't get hit by a shell.

boom--! ! !
A layer of snow and dust rushed in, burying most of Xu Jie in the trench. Xu Jie waved the dirt off his body, despair in his eyes.
"rough?!"

"Should we be even more punctual?!"

A machine gun not far away was hit squarely by a shell.

It vanished into thin air along with the sandbags next to it. Now everything's fine.

Their only weapon was gone.

Xu Jie's lips twitched. He looked around the trench and saw that all that was left to fight were the two bottles of 'heavy weaponry' he had brought from the village. However, Xu Jie was very skeptical about the power of these things.

Can it really take down a tank?

boom!
The bombardment continued until an hour later.

It slowly came to a stop.

Xu Jie crawled out of the trench, looked at the shattered machine gun and the large crater to his right, and thought, "Never mind."
He picked up the two bottles of 'heavy weaponry' not far away and held them in his arms.

He took out the pack of cigarettes Kirill had left behind, lit a match, and took a deep drag.
"call--"

The roar of tank engines could be heard in the distance as they drew closer.

Xu Jie was taking puffs of his cigarette, while the viewers in the live stream were all puzzled.

They asked the streamer if he was crazy, why he wasn't running away.
In reality, only Xu Jie himself knew that there was nowhere to run, whether viewed from the perspective of the entire battlefront or from the perspective of the battlefield he was on.

Besides, being unarmed, where could they possibly run to?

As Xu Jie listened to the roar of tank engines above the trenches and the tremors of the ground, he took out the last puff of his cigarette and lit the two bottles in his hand.

Then, grabbing one in each hand, they rushed out of the trench and instantly spotted the tanks ahead.

The tanks opposite him and the Imperial soldiers behind him also spotted him. Xu Jie forcefully threw the bottle in his right hand at the tank.

“I’m not.”

boom!
Chug tug tug——

A gunshot rang out, striking Xu Jie squarely in the neck.

My whole body involuntarily took a few steps back.

Then the machine gun on the tank fired without mercy, 'click!'
The burning bottle in his left hand was suddenly smashed.

Flames instantly spread around Xu Jie, engulfing him.

The bottle thrown by his right hand, in Xu Jie's final moments, merely landed on the ground in front of the tank, causing Xu Jie to curse under his breath:
"rough"

thump!
The body fell to the ground.

Xu Jie's screen went completely black, returning him to the game's main interface.

But they haven't recovered yet.

After a moment, he rubbed his face, let out a long sigh, and said with a smile:

"How are you, brothers?"

"Wasn't my last move cool? I died a heroic death."

Looking at the comments, Xu Jie said with a wry smile:

"run?"

"There's nowhere to run."

"After that comes Moscow, and if you really get involved and watch the people around you get killed by Imperial soldiers one by one, you won't want to run away."

"They're only thinking about dragging a few people down with them."

"It's a pity I didn't throw it on the tank in the end. I'll have to practice my grenade throwing when we start the next game."

"If you throw this thing properly, it feels just as effective as a cannonball."

talking.

Xu Jie was about to click on "Battle of Moscow" again, but a prompt popped up.

[Settlement required?]

【whether】

Looking at the two options below, Xu Jie was somewhat surprised:
"What's going on?"

While watching the live comments, I opened the Polaris website. The Battle of Moscow isn't over yet, so what's the settlement?
Suddenly, Xu Jie remembered:
"Oh yes."

"Is today the last day of the 'Morning Star Day' seven-day holiday?"

"Could it be because of this?"

Upon entering the official website, an announcement was indeed displayed.

The viewers in the live stream didn't notice this at first, and quickly started watching as well.

In the live broadcast room.

As Xu Jie looked at the announcement, he read it aloud:

"As the 'Morning Star Day' holiday is coming to an end, but the Battle of Moscow continues, we are now launching an advance payment option after careful consideration."

Players can choose to settle their score and then continue the game.

"Players or streamers who are online for extended periods can choose [No] to wait for the [Battle of Moscow] to end before a unified settlement is processed."

"The settlement rewards include 'Earth' IP series products, as well as exclusive story photos."

Note: Settlement will not prevent players from continuing to challenge the [Order of the Moscow Patriots] mission. This medal is one of the conditions for players to be selected for the Hall of Fame.

After Xu Jie finished reading, he understood and said to the live stream:
"understood."

"The general idea is that working professionals can settle their accounts early because their holidays are over and they can't play continuously anymore. They can play sporadically afterward without any problems."

"Players who are online for extended periods can wait until the Battle of Moscow ends before receiving their rewards, which will all be 'Earth' IP series products."

"But those who play for a long time might get more rewards at the end of the game. I wonder how long this 'Battle of Moscow' will last."

"Then there's the [Order of the Patriotic War in Moscow] mission. That mission is absolutely inhuman. I'll go check on the other live streams later."

"I heard that many streamers who took on the challenge failed."

Should I settle the payment?

Xu Jie was somewhat conflicted, while his viewers egged him on to settle the score immediately. Looking at the screen filled with comments, Xu Jie gritted his teeth and said:
"Row!"

"Settle the account now."

"Brothers, please follow me and wait for my live stream after I receive the reward! Let's see what the rewards are and what's with that exclusive story photo?"

With that, Xu Jie clicked the settlement button.

(End of this chapter)