The game is only half finished, and the entire internet is begging for an update!

The live stream chat was already flooded with comments.

[Lie down!]

The plane is here!

[Stop watching, streamer! If you keep watching, you'll fly to the heavens!]

Gao Chi hurriedly steered Thomas away from the wall, intending to run towards the bunker behind the farm.

As soon as they took two steps, the dive bomber emerged from below the clouds.

The bomb landed in the center of the farm, and a blinding flash of light suddenly filled the entire screen.

Gao Chi's smile froze on his face instantly; he didn't even have a chance to lift the mouse and look up at the sky.

boom……!

The scene instantly spiraled out of control.

Thomas was thrown into the air by the explosion, his body crashing into the brick wall behind him. All that remained in the scene was a piercing buzzing sound, and his entire field of vision was quickly covered by dust and blood.

Gao Chi pressed the keyboard several times in succession.

The character remained motionless and unresponsive.

The screen gradually turned black.

The live stream chat room became lively again.

【? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[Holy crap?! That's it?! Not even a health bar left!]

[Hahaha! His cool demeanor lasted only three seconds! He was swept away by divine justice!]

[Serves you right for being so cocky! Serves you right for strafing here! This is war, they have air superiority. If you expose your firing positions, who else are they going to bomb if not you!]

[Classic free kill! The streamer is feeding again! The streamer is feeding kills again!]

[A deliveryman traveled a long distance to deliver a body; the gift was small, but the sentiment was profound!]

Seeing the screen full of mockery, Gao Chi was stunned for a long time, then his face turned red. This was it, his pro gamer persona was about to collapse!

"This game has only just begun!" he could only explain loudly.

"Give away? What do you mean by 'give away'?"

"Guys, you need to know what my job is! I'm a food delivery driver!"

"For a delivery driver, the most important thing is to get the food to people's hands."

"Was what I just doing free? That's called precise delivery! That's called dedication! That's called mission accomplished! I did it, brothers!!!"

Gao Chi's takeout theory went live, which immediately amused the viewers in the live stream.

[This anchor is really stubborn!]

[German pilot: Thank you for nature's gift, five stars!]

If you keep sending these kinds of gifts, I'll consider buying the On-Time Delivery service next time!

Just as the live stream room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

On Gao Chi's blacked-out game screen, in the very center, as if typed, several lines of white text slowly appeared:

Thomas Miller

[Private, 12th Infantry Brigade, British Expeditionary Force]

Born: July 1918

[Killed: May 29, 1940, on the high ground outside Dunkirk.]

There is no revive button or mission failure message below.

There is only the name of an ordinary soldier, and his short life.

Is she only 22 years old?

Gao Chi stared at the screen, stunned for a moment.

The text remained for five seconds before slowly fading out.

The screen lit up again.

The sound of waves could be heard again.

An unfamiliar soldier opened his eyes on the beach, leaning against a capsized small boat. The surrounding area was still crowded with people waiting to evacuate, and the distant artillery fire had not stopped.

New identity information appears in the corner of the screen.

[Current Character: George Wilson]

[Unit: 12th British Expeditionary Force Infantry Brigade]

The countdown in the upper left corner has not been reset and is still counting down.

"Holy crap?"

Gao Chi's eyes widened.

"Permadeath?! Every character who dies is truly dead?!"

"Then... with so many people here, so many people packed together, isn't this just a giant resurrection pool?"

Time cannot be reversed, and the battlefield situation cannot be reset.

The battle is still raging on that farm, and Thomas remains there forever.

After a brief moment of shock.

Gao Chi immediately sat up straight.

He looked at his new character's empty hands, then turned to look at the smoke-filled high ground on the left in the distance, and a nameless anger suddenly surged up from the bottom of his heart.

"Hit me?"

Gao Chi gritted his teeth,

"I deliver food in an office building, and I even have to argue with unreasonable security guards! And you, with your crappy plane, dare to bomb me from the sky?!"

"The thing I hate most in my life is having a gun pointed at my head! Not even an aircraft machine gun!"

After saying that, Gao Chi controlled his new character, wading through knee-deep mud and water, and once again sprinted towards the high ground on the left!

Fortunately, George is in much better condition than Thomas; he has no leg injury and is fully fit.

Gao Chi rushed to the temporary command post, collected his weapons, and then headed straight for the farm along the same route.

Thomas's body is still warm, and you're already planning to send George away?

[Calm down, streamer! Don't get carried away!]

Thomas: Bro, I appreciate the thought, but don't bother coming to see me off!

But this time, Gao Chi already had experience.

Before entering the village, Gao Chi didn't take a regular rifle; instead, he picked up the heavy anti-tank rifle.

"Rifles are used to shoot people, anti-tank rifles are used to shoot vehicles. The problem just now was the choice of weapon!"

"For professional tasks, leave them to professional equipment."

When he rushed back to the farm, the first armored vehicle had been destroyed, but the second one had broken through the outer roadblock and was suppressing the anti-tank gun position with machine guns.

Gao Chi lay prone behind a collapsed low wall, aiming his gun at the armored vehicle.

The crosshair kept wobbling, and he struggled to hold his breath, finally seizing the opportunity to pull the trigger.

The immense recoil slammed into the character's shoulder.

The bullet struck the front of the armored vehicle accurately, sending sparks flying.

It doesn't seem to have been penetrated.

"Again!"

Gao Chi reloaded and aimed his second shot near the wheel.

This time, the machine gun on the side of the armored vehicle turned around first.

Gao Chi was still adjusting his aim when the bullets had already swept past the low wall.

The screen shook violently as George was shot multiple times in the chest. He had just stood up when he collapsed again.

The scene was once again swallowed by darkness.

George Wilson

[Corporal, 12th Infantry Brigade, British Expeditionary Force]

[Born: January 4, 1915]

[Killed: May 29, 1940, on the high ground outside Dunkirk.]

The subtitles reappeared.

There was a half-second silence in the live stream.

Then, the screen was filled with the same sentence.

Don't bother sending it!

Please, don't go to the sniper position!

You've practically fed the Germans to a pulp!

[Feige, stop! There are Stukas and Panzer IVs everywhere outside; you can't kill them all by yourself!]

Gao Chi looked at the screen, and finally couldn't hold back his embarrassment anymore.

"This game..."

Is it targeting delivery drivers?

The screen lit up again.

A third soldier opened his eyes on the same beach.

Gao Chi regained his fighting spirit.

"Don't send it? This only applies online. In real life, wouldn't you be begging me to send it to you?"

"Soldiers! Attack!"