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Chapter 131 Fang Ming: I'm killing Japanese devils!, [Stalingrad Street Fighting] (6.7k two-in-one)

Fang Ming died without knowing why, and then clicked to start the game again.

The scene from just now was still replaying in my mind: a person, a bicycle, and then suddenly it exploded.
Human bomb?

Was the Southeast Asian battlefield really this brutal?

Then the screen flashed before his eyes, and Fang Ming had entered the game, where he saw a jungle.

Gunshots still filled my ears.

It seems there's a battle going on here in the game right now, so the next round will still be a battlefield. Fang Ming immediately hid behind a tree, loaded his rifle, and scanned his surroundings.

Fang Ming breathed a sigh of relief:

"The chances of survival are probably higher in the jungle."

joke.

He is the recipient of the Order of the Patriotic War from Moscow, who successfully broke through the 15-day siege of the Empire, escaping from armored forces and military dogs!
Jungle cover is a piece of cake.

Looking around at the soldiers, he saw British Commonwealth soldiers and many Asian faces, who were firing at the opposite side from the woods.

Fang Ming turned around, peeking out to look at the attacking troops on the other side.

This time, we had time to observe and could clearly see the Japanese soldiers in yellow uniforms on the other side, also using the trees as cover to fire.

Fang Ming had already figured it out and said to the viewers in the live stream:

"After Japan attacked Pearl Harbor, it chose to attack Southeast Asia, part of which was under the influence of the British Commonwealth. Japan is currently attacking that area."

"I just don't know where this is, is it Myanmar or the Federation of Singapore?"

"There weren't many live streams before, so we weren't clear about the battle situation."

"I didn't expect the fighting to be so intense in Southeast Asia. Japan launched a surprise attack in December, and it's almost the end of January now, and the fighting is still going on."

As he spoke, Fang Ming raised the rifle in his hand.

boom!
A smile crept across Fang Ming's face as he took down a Japanese soldier with a single shot.
"That's it?"

He then hid behind a tree, reloaded his rifle, peeked out and fired again, killing another Japanese soldier.

at this time.

Fang Ming seems to have discovered a new continent.

The intensity of this battlefield seems much lower than that of the European battlefield. After being used as cannon fodder in the European war for so long, it is finally standing up for itself.

With continuous firing, one Japanese soldier was killed with each shot.

Fang Ming couldn't help but feel like crying. After playing this game for so long, he finally felt like a pro again and was no longer cannon fodder!

Getting more and more excited as they played, Fang Ming asked the moderator to change the title of the live stream to...
[Southeast Asian jungle gun king, online kill farming, 18/0]

And the number of people is updated in real time.

It attracted quite a few people for a time.

However, as the number of enemies increased, the Japanese soldiers on the other side became more cautious, gradually reducing the frequency of their attacks and surfacing. Fang Ming's side did not find any opportunities to fire again for a while.

He could only hide behind a tree and chat with the live stream about the battle situation:

"The intensity of the battlefield in Southeast Asia seems to be much lower than that in Europe."

"I just took down a dozen or so men, and the enemy didn't dare to go any further. If this were in the European theater, it wouldn't be enough to wipe them out in one wave. These Japanese soldiers are fighting very cautiously."

"But let's be frank."

"The British Commonwealth soldiers here are indeed quite incompetent."

"After all this time, I don't think I've killed as many people as I have."

"I now suspect that the rapid advance of the Empire into France and the Dunkirk evacuation may have been partly due to the soldiers' own actions."

"The fighting ability of these Commonwealth soldiers around me is really... well, you know."

Previously, Fang Ming had always thought that the Empire was too strong, and with the Soviet Union constantly clashing with the Empire, he had developed a misunderstanding about the combat capabilities of the soldiers on 'Earth'.

Now that we've driven to Southeast Asia, we're experiencing the fighting prowess of the Commonwealth soldiers around us, and their ridiculously good marksmanship.

There were also cautious Japanese soldiers on the other side. After losing more than a dozen men, they adjusted their tactics and dared not show themselves. Fang Ming couldn't help but curse Polaris Games and that black-hearted old thief Zhao in his heart.

So all this time I was running hellish dungeons?!
While cursing under his breath, Fang Ming talked to his viewers in the live stream, and at the same time looked towards the jungle, where the Japanese soldiers had not yet pressed forward.

Perhaps it was his sniping that made the Japanese soldiers afraid to show their faces.

There weren't any good opportunities to shoot for the time being.

At this time.

Japanese soldiers on the other side of the jungle began throwing smoke bombs, incendiary bombs, grenades, and other projectiles. Fang Ming could only hide behind a tree for the time being, on guard against the enemy.

boom--!
boom--!
The grenade explosion and the spread of smoke significantly reduced visibility in the jungle.

Fang Ming held his breath and concentrated, vaguely sensing that the other side wanted to rush over for close combat, so he couldn't help but be on high alert.

suddenly!

The sound of 'click-clack' tracks echoed through the jungle.

Fang Ming, who was already holding his breath and concentrating, suddenly jolted and almost jumped up in response.

tank?!
Fang Ming instinctively wanted to find cover. This is ridiculous!

How could there be tanks?!

wrong!

Is this a jungle?
How could tanks possibly drive into the jungle?

Fang Ming abruptly stopped and turned to look at the other side of the jungle. His vision was still obscured by smoke grenades and the dust from the explosions, but the clicking sounds were getting closer and closer.

The surrounding Commonwealth soldiers looked terrified, some even dropping their guns and running away.

Fang Ming was momentarily stunned by what he saw.

What on earth is it that's scaring these guys like this?
Fang Ming was also confused about the situation. Seeing that many of the British Commonwealth soldiers around him were running away, he subconsciously considered whether he should run away with them.

However, it only caused this slight delay.

It's too late.

The clicking sounds came from all directions; the smoke grenades and hand grenades were just a distraction.

The real enemy is attacking from both sides!
Just as Fang Ming turned to the side, he heard a chilling, guttural "banzai" sound, which rushed out from both sides with a strange cry. Fang Ming's eyes widened as he realized what it meant:
"rough?!"

What the hell is that a tank?

That's the sound of a bicycle rim hitting a stone.

Fang Ming could see with his naked eye that the Japanese soldier on the bicycle rushed quickly toward the position, was then shot dead by the panicked Commonwealth soldiers, and then exploded!

boom--! ! !
Then came bicycles, which crashed into the position and exploded.

Fang Ming was dumbfounded.

The Japanese soldiers, sacrificing only bicycles and men, used a flanking maneuver to shatter the morale of the British Commonwealth positions.

Many Commonwealth soldiers abandoned their weapons and ran away without looking back.

The intensity of the Southeast Asian battlefield has exceeded Fang Ming's expectations, but this level of absurdity is astounding!
This also refreshed Fang Ming's understanding; the collapse happened far too quickly!
If these Commonwealth soldiers were thrown into Moscow, the Empire would probably have flattened it in a single day.

Moreover, the cost of a few bicycles and a few Japanese soldiers is not even enough to cover the fuel cost of a tank for a day on the European battlefield, right?
Fang Ming picked up his gun and began shooting at the 'bicycle suicide bombers' charging at him, but the surrounding Commonwealth soldiers had already collapsed and were only concerned with running away.

The moment he fired his gun, he instantly became the target of everyone's criticism.

Just as he had killed one Japanese soldier, other Japanese soldiers on bicycles rushed towards him, some even pulling out rifles and pointing them at him.

boom--!
The picture is dark.

Inside the live stream, Fang Ming, still feeling a bit numb, rubbed his face in disbelief.
"What the hell?"

"Is this game for real?"

"I was killed by a suicide soldier riding a bicycle, armed with a rifle?"

"No! He was holding the bicycle handlebars with one hand and firing a rifle with the other?"

"This is almost too accurate!"

Fang Ming, questioning his existence, stood up and tried riding a bicycle under the watchful eyes of countless viewers in the live stream, holding the handlebars with one hand and firing a rifle with the other:

"This is totally illogical!!"

"And that's a jungle, full of potholes, how can you aim like that???"

Seeing Fang Ming's comical appearance, the live stream audience went wild with laughter.

[It's actually quite accurate.]

[Hilarious! Don't even try it, streamer. At least three Japanese suicide bombers were charging at you just now. You'd definitely get shot.]

[They were actually quite accurate; the Commonwealth soldiers were being suppressed.]

"Well, you could say you were just unlucky. That shot was probably a fluke, but you did have some basic skills to begin with. And even if you hadn't been killed by the bullet, you would have died later anyway."

[Yeah, all those Commonwealth soldiers ran away. You really think you're a superhero? Holding the line all by yourself? That's impossible.]

Fang Ming also came to his senses and stopped worrying about it.

indeed.

Anything can happen on the battlefield, and in those situations, it's probably just a fluke.

He couldn't even imagine how brain-dead a soldier would be, riding a bicycle with one hand on the handlebars in the bumpy jungle, while blindly firing a rifle with the other, and having his head blown off as the commander of a suicide bomb.

What kind of sharpshooter must this be? To send such a sharpshooter to be a suicide bomber is just plain stupid.
It must have been a fluke!
However, the situation in the Southeast Asian battlefield did bring a completely new experience to Fang Ming and the viewers in the live stream. After hesitating for a moment, Fang Ming immediately started the game again.

This time, however, the game begins in the North African theater.

As for why we are so certain?
Fang Ming, whose identity this time was that of a tank commander, crawled out of the tank hatch, looked through binoculars at the endless sand, and knew it couldn't possibly be the jungle of Southeast Asia.
Fang Ming shared his view through his binoculars with the viewers in the live stream:

"The desert battlefield is going to be tough."

"What's the situation in North Africa? Does any die-hard fan know?"

"Just looking at the surroundings, there's not a single piece of cover. If a real fight breaks out, it's pure suicide."

As Fang Ming scanned the surroundings with his binoculars, many viewers saw it too. There was nowhere to hide; could they really rely on the sand for bulletproof protection?

Suddenly, an urgent comment with an exclamation mark flashed in the live stream chat.

Stop looking! Run! There's a tank formation disguised as Imperial tanks! Run! Run!!!

It was obvious that this viewer noticed something when Fang Ming was looking around with binoculars and anxiously reminded him.

Moreover, his tone suggested that he had been traumatized by the beating.

But it was too late; Fang Ming had just noticed the comment.

boom--!
A shell hit the tank at the very front, and then a cloud of dust rose from its side, rendering the tank at the front completely destroyed.

Then, one after another, gray-yellow Imperial tanks roared in from the side, firing shells and a continuous barrage of cannon fire.

click!
Fang Ming felt a jolt in the car he was in, and his body went numb from the shock.

Got hit?

The next second, BOOM—!!!
The explosion occurred between the tank where Fang Ming was located and the turret. The violent impact blew the turret high into the air, and Fang Ming was also lifted into the sky along with the turret.

Because Fang Ming had crawled out of the hatch above to look at his surroundings, when the turret was blown away, Fang Ming's arm was on the hatch entrance, and he went up into the air with the turret.

From an upside-down perspective.

The Empire's tanks are charging in, kicking up clouds of dust.

Bang!

The turret landed with a muffled thud, and the view went completely dark.

"hiss--"

Upon appearing on the main screen, Fang Ming belatedly gasped and touched his body:
"Is this way of dying really that outrageous?"

The chat was also scrolling with comments in the live stream room.

[6666, the way you died both times could be made into a video compilation.]

[Killed by someone riding a bicycle with one hand, crushed to death by a tank turret blown off its surface, oh my god!]

Wait, guys, something's not right!

【What's wrong? 】

Is this some new way for Zhao, that old scoundrel, to torture players?!

【.】

【.】

[Holy crap?! You can't believe it! You really can't believe it?!]

After a netizen pointed this out, everyone realized that the intensity was indeed lower than on the European battlefield, but it seemed like people were dying even faster.

Fang Ming's lips twitched; it seemed... there was some truth to it.

He was chased by the Empire for 15 days before dying, and now he's started the game 3 times in less than an hour. No, I have to try again.

"Brothers, I'll try a few more rounds."

"This might really be Zhao the old scoundrel's conspiracy!"

"Aren't you even human?!"

then
A night had passed. In the early morning, back on the main screen in the live stream, staring at the dark screen, Fang Ming, tormented by all sorts of creative ways to die, slammed his fist on the table:
"Download!"

Some were killed by bombs, some by crushing, some by artillery shells, some fell into the Atlantic Ocean and swam for an hour and a half before being bitten to death by sharks.

In short, there's no way he can survive a game he can't think of.

Outrageous! ! !

Fang Ming was bewildered by the various ways he died, and the other streamers in the other live streams weren't much better off.

The deaths on the European battlefield were at least direct confrontations, where the enemy openly and honestly killed them.

However, the situation was different on other battlefields. The ways people died were almost the same as Fang Ming's. There were all sorts of deaths, and in the Southeast Asian battlefield, some people even died from being bitten by poisonous snakes.

She's a female live streamer, so she's afraid of this kind of thing.

I was lying on the ground, too terrified to move by a group of venomous snakes. I watched helplessly as they surrounded me, their cold, delicate scales brushing against my calf. *Sizzle*
In short, there were all sorts of ways to die, all in one night.

This has spawned a new editing category: a compilation of creative ways to die in World War II: Rise of Empires.
Despite the numerous complaints from players, the novel experience has also boosted its popularity.

Some streamers, who are just having fun, keep starting new games. Online discussions about this update are mixed, with some saying it's more humane and others saying the deaths are ridiculous.

But this is only the first day, and we'll have to wait for players to play for a while to find out the specifics.

the other side.

The awards ceremony for "The Anti-War Competition" also concluded last night.

The remaining billion federal credits reward, as well as the promotion and support plan within the six major federations, were all taken over by Shen Qinghan.

With the support of the six major federal governments, the 'Earth' IP series was virtually unrivaled within a year.

No one has dared to sabotage the products officially supported and promoted by the "Anti-War Competition".

Moreover, this 'Earth' IP series of products is linked to games and will not conflict with mainstream products or companies that are already established in the market.

Because this falls under the category of game peripheral products, even leading companies in the catering and beverage industries on Earth can't really say anything about it.

You can't just stop people from selling merchandise, can you?

Besides, their game is linked to it. Even if you release a copy to suppress it, you don't have that game to support you.

It's basically unsolvable, let alone with federal promotion.

three days later.

After having breakfast, Zhao Ming and Shen Qinghan boarded their private plane to the Great Xia Federation, waving goodbye to the reluctant Crown Prince of the Golden Moon Federation.

Zhao Ming turned and walked into the private jet, his smile immediately fading.
"Quick, I want to sleep!"

He rushed into his private lounge, while Shen Qinghan shook his head helplessly and followed with a smile.

The collapse on Zhao Ming's side was actually no less than that of the players in the game.

Damn it.

Zhao Ming received his own emotion value for the first time and understood the players' feelings.

Three whole days.

The eldest prince of the Golden Moon Federation, just like Tang Sanzang, kept asking questions about this and that—military strategies, case studies, generals, and battles.
Even Zhao Ming, who considers himself a strong player and often sleeps in the early hours of the morning, couldn't manage it.

Even the eldest prince of the Golden Moon Federation couldn't outlive him; this guy really doesn't sleep!

When Zhao Ming arrived at the lounge, he lay down and started sleeping. Shen Qinghan, who had originally planned to discuss the company's future development, was unable to speak upon seeing this.

We'll have to wait until we get there to discuss it.

Zhao Ming didn't know how long he had slept before Shen Qinghan woke him up.

Zhao Ming yawned, looking much more energetic:

"Reached?"

She sat up and looked at Shen Qinghan.

Shen Qinghan sat to the side, with a pile of price quotes and planning documents on the small table in front of her:
"Five minutes left."

"Once we arrive, let's go take a look at the new park first."

"The location has been selected. If you've reviewed it and found nothing wrong, construction can begin."

"This is the optimized version based on your design."

Shen Qinghan clicked on the virtual projection on her phone, and a miniature image of a group of buildings appeared.

Zhao Ming nodded and said with a smile:

"good."

"Let's do it this way."

"A storefront should always be this imposing."

Shen Qinghan gave a soft "hmm" and then said:
"Are there any upcoming events in the game?"

"The initial promotion and support for 'Anti-War Competition' has been agreed upon. If there are any collaborations within the game, the 'Earth' IP series products will sell even better."

"The main thing is to establish this momentum, and then everything else will be easier."

Zhao Ming said:
"This is easy to handle."

"A press conference for Polaris will be held in a few days."

"I'll mention it on the document later."

"The game is adding events to offer 'Earth' IP products based on version updates."

"The story competition we held before was quite good."

"Let's do another episode later."

As he spoke, Zhao Ming took out his phone and clicked on the virtual workbench.

The next plan was projected in front of him.

Shen Qinghan looked over, mainly at the press conference plan.

The press conference will feature the promotion of the Polar Star app, as well as another part of the CG for "Cold War Clouds" and the complete CG series on Chinese history, up to modern times.

Next up is a content update for World War II: Rise of Empires, featuring a series of battlefields.

After opening the virtual workbench, Zhao Ming slid the plan forward and moved it to the front of the permanent battlefield of the "Battle of Moscow," adding some text in front of it.

[Promotion of 'Earth' IP Series Products]

After checking that the order was correct, Zhao Ming manually turned off the projector on the workbench.

"It's done."

"sleep."

After speaking, he leaned back, and Shen Qinghan nudged him.
"We'll be there in three minutes."

"Don't sleep."

Zhao Ming waved his hand and said:
"Do not bother me."

After saying that, he fell asleep. Shen Qinghan shook his head.

Three minutes later.

As the private jet landed, Shen Qinghan stood up to call Zhao Ming, only to find that Zhao Ming had already stood up even faster and was walking outside.

"Let's go."

Shen Qinghan: ? ? ? ?
After Shen Qinghan stepped off the special train.

Zhao Ming was already full of energy, looking around:

"This doesn't seem to be Donghai City?"

Shen Qinghan rolled her eyes:
"Thanks to the trap you set at the awards ceremony, your haters have already taken over major transportation routes and special train lines in Donghai City, just waiting for you to come out."

"Do I dare to land in Donghai City?"

"Let's go, my car has arrived."

"First, we'll go to see the site selection for the industrial park, then we'll go to the temporary office."

"I can't stay at my old company for now."

Zhao Ming clicked his tongue, neither agreeing nor disagreeing:

"Is it that serious?"

It's just a few holes I dug, right? Besides, I showed them the CG!

Shen Qing sneered, said nothing, and strode forward in her high heels, with Zhao Ming following helplessly.

at this time.

Tiansha Live, game area.

In Fang Ming's live broadcast room.

Hiding behind sandbags on the high ground of the position, the sounds of gunfire and artillery fire from the battlefield continued, the sharp sound of shells tearing through the smoke and dust as they swooped down from the sky.

boom! boom! ! !
The humid Southeast Asian climate made the morning muddy, and mud splashed hundreds of meters away from the artillery fire, covering Fang Ming completely.

"md!"

Fang Ming wiped the mud off his face:

"Thank goodness this game doesn't have a health bar, otherwise it would be so embarrassing to get hit while covered in mud."

After saying that, Fang Ming stood up and quickly took aim.

boom!
He hit the target with one shot and immediately crouched down.

next second.

Several bullets came and hit the sandbag.

Fang Ming couldn't help but say:

"These Japanese devils are really good at shooting."

He had learned the term "Japanese devils" from the Asian soldiers in the vicinity over the past few days, and upon reflection, he realized it was quite accurate.

What normal human being would strap on explosives and charge into battle screaming like a ghost?

It looks like it's possessed by a demon.

Even Fang Ming had to admit that the nickname was very fitting.

Fang Ming crouched down and moved quickly along the trench to a certain position. The Japanese soldiers' marksmanship was much better than the surrounding Commonwealth smugglers.

If he shoots from one spot, he'll be gone the next time he looks up.

Fang Ming took a deep breath, then suddenly stood up and fired a shot at the Japanese soldiers on the other side of the position.

boom!
Another kill secured.

Fang Ming crouched down to load the rifle in his hand, just as a barrage of bullets swept by.

[The Polaris website has been updated, shouldn't the streamer check it out?]

Fang Ming's mouth twitched:

"renew?"

"Am I fucking fighting the Japanese?!"

"I don't have time to check for updates."

After saying that, he quickly moved to the next position, got up and fired another shot, but this time he missed. Fang Ming said that, but he still reloaded the gun and returned to the live broadcast room.

Fang Ming quickly opened the Polaris Games website, clicked on the latest announcement, and chuckled:

“But then again.”

"Who said fighting the Japanese will interfere with reading the updates?"

"Let me see what's been updated."

"A press conference in three days?"

"The complete CGs for 'Cold War Shadows' and 'Chinese History Series'?"

"Classic battle series storyline?"

"what is this?"

"Let me see what it says. The Classic Campaigns series mainly provides players with multiple perspectives to re-experience campaigns they have already experienced."

"The classic campaign series, to date, mainly includes [Blitzkrieg against Poland], [Battle of France], [Battle of Britain], and [Operation Barbarossa]?!!!"

"Holy crap, they even have this kind of battle?!"

"There are also the Battle of Moscow and the attack on Pearl Harbor."

"At the same time, our company will also launch new permanent battlefields."

"The current Normandy landings alone are no longer enough to meet the needs of players. Next, we will launch a permanent dungeon derived from the national war dungeon, the Battle of Moscow."

"We will continue to release new permanent dungeons, including air combat, naval combat, jungle combat, and more."

"Is the permanent instance confirmed for the second half of the year to be the [Stalingrad Urban Battle], a derivative of the national war instance?"

"Urban warfare? My specialty is assault troops!"

(End of this chapter)