On the battlefield.
Thick black smoke was rising everywhere. Though it was a chilly January, under such artillery assault, the cold was barely felt, and there was even a hint of warmth.
Soldiers from the Imperial forces were crouched in craters, trenches, and firing at the distant tal flood.
The roar of the engine of the ’Sherman’ tank on the opposite side sounded like the death knell.
Boom!
Boom!
Shells ca crashing over.
The ’Sherman’ tanks did not rush to eliminate them but spread out to surround the position gradually.
Yu Feng watched the scene, smiled bitterly, and spoke to the live stream:
"They’re aiming to capture us alive."
The Blue Star audience in the live stream had witnessed the Empire’s final madness all along.
Many Imperial soldiers were also aware of the Allies’ intentions.
Unwilling to be captured, the soldiers charged madly at the Allied forces.
However, what greeted them was a hail of bullets.
Bodies fell one after another.
At this mont.
A retreat order ca through the radio from the headquarters.
Yu Feng leaned against a crater, loaded his submachine gun, as the iron encirclent ford by the US-UK ’Sherman’ tanks had tightly surrounded them.
Retreat?
Where to retreat?
Yu Feng found several grenades, transforming them into a bundle.
Yet, there were several soldiers around.
Yu Feng thought for a mont, then shouted:
"Everyone!"
"Prepare to retreat! Or surrender. Anyway... stay alive!"
The US-UK ’Sherman’ tanks edged closer, Yu Feng leapt from the tank, calculated the distance, and pulled the pin from the bundled grenade.
He charged at the ’Sherman’ tank.
anwhile, the bullets from his submachine gun poured out.
Ratatatatata—
Boom!!!
The chassis of a ’Sherman’ tank was blown apart, flas soared to the sky.
Angry, cursing soldiers from the US Army crawled out from the tank.
What greeted them were the resistance from so unreconciled Imperial soldiers, followed by the bombardnt from ’Sherman’ tanks.
After a while.
One by one, Imperial soldiers gave up and walked out of the battlefield with raised hands, while those invincible like Yu Feng had vanished.
The Battle of the Bulge saw the Empire’s final madness.
Ultimately defeated due to insufficient supplies.
In the Arden Forest.
This once miracle site of ’Earth’ wars.
Did not birth a second ’miracle’....
In Yu Feng’s live stream room.
There was no restart; instead, he opened the ga forum while looking at the ’real-ti map’ on Polestar’s official website.
Currently on the ’real-ti map,’ the Imperial forces that were initially pushing for a breakout had been pushed back, reverting to the original state.
This also marked the complete failure of the Empire’s counteroffensive.
Observing the current situation of the Empire, there was no suspense anymore, as with the failure of the Battle of the Bulge, the Western Front Allies had already closed in on the Empire’s holand.
While the Eastern Front Soviet Union had already fought their way into the Empire’s territory, approaching the capital Berlin.
Seeing the Empire now besieged from two fronts.
The Blue Star audience in the live stream couldn’t help but feel a sense of familiarity, as if Poland had once been similarly sandwiched and eventually divided.
Looking at the map, the Blue Star audience sighed, lanting the unpredictable nature of war.
The Empire crumbled so swiftly.
So swift that many Blue Star players were taken by surprise.
The current situation was relatively predictable.
The next step is to see if the Empire’s holand can hold on, though the prospects are bleak.
The Soviet Union has lost millions already.
They’ve already pushed back, fighting to the Empire’s doorstep. How could they let the Empire off?
As for the US-UK Allies, there’s no need to say more.
What was the previous [Operation Market Garden] for?
Wasn’t it to push into the Empire’s holand before the Soviet Union, so when dividing the spoils, they could gain more?
It just failed.
Though they’re a step behind the Soviet Union now, they’ve similarly reached the Empire’s doorstep. How could they let the Empire off?
Now, in whatever way you look at it, it’s a dead end.
In the ga forum, Blue Star players discussed the Empire’s fate, so guessing its annihilation, so guessing a massacre, others guessing the Empire could succeed in its counterattack....
On the other side.
Inside the Polestar Company.
Shen Qinghan was discussing this issue with Zhao Ming.
At this mont, Polestar Company had moved into the newly constructed park, and from the top floor of the new office building, standing by the window and looking down, one could see nearly half of Donghai City’s scenery.
Down below, you could clearly see the different park views.
In the [Huaxia] zone, [World War II] zone, and the under-construction [World War I] and [Cold War] zones, each had different arrangents and iconic architectures.
Shen Qinghan sat on the sofa, her phone placed on the table, casting a virtual screen.
On the screen was the page of the Polestar forum, with players’ various discussion posts.
Like the players, Shen Qinghan didn’t know the subsequent developnts.
However, Shen Qinghan could ask, seeing the forum filled with discussions about the Empire’s future, curious, she asked:
"How will the Empire end?"
"Will it be divided?"
Zhao Ming turned from the window, walked back to the sofa near the coffee table, and sat down:
"That’s right."
"Just like Poland."
"But it won’t be obliterated."
Shen Qinghan was a bit surprised:
"Not obliterated?"
"The Empire killed millions from the Soviet Union."
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