However.
Mo Xiaomo didn’t move but blushed as she looked at the score evaluation:
"What do you an my micro-actions accelerated the downfall of the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth!"
"14 days is still pretty strong, alright!"
"The Soviet Union got involved, a pincer attack!"
"No one could withstand that!"
"The great powers are gaming each other, and I’m just a pawn?"
"Guys, people are treacherous, I can’t even imagine!!!"
"I... ?!!!"
Who could have thought! Who could have thought?!
We were already at war, why didn’t it follow the script?!
How did they just negotiate peace?!
Is this the peril of war?!
Mo Xiaomo suddenly felt she had wasted twenty years of her life.
In this ga, she was as naïve as a schoolkid....
To co up with such a treacherous plot, the boss of Polestar Ga Company must not be a good person.
Could a normal person think of this plot???
The viewers in the live stream also found it amusing, and many were spamming 6666, while so thought the plot was still reasonable.
Mo Xiaomo, feeling lifeless, collected herself and said:
"Enough said, let’s start over."
"I just don’t believe it."
Then she looked at the two camps and started analyzing:
"Guys, should we choose the Empire or the Federation?"
The barrage of comnts provided advice.
[The Empire seems a bit stronger.]
[Definitely the Federation, the villain cannot win! The Federation represents justice! Justice will prevail!]
[Choose the Empire, infiltrate the enemy!]
[Wake up, dudes, Poland is gone, infiltrating the enemy can’t save it.]
[Still, go with the Federation.]
Mo Xiaomo looked at the comnts and finally locked her gaze on the Empire:
"I think it makes sense."
"Infiltrate the enemy, doing intelligence work is the way to go."
"So...."
"I choose the Empire, let it be known!"
"I’m going undercover, my heart is still with the Federation, hehe~"
Then her gaze locked onto the [Imperial Camp].
Ignoring the playful ridicule from the live stream spectators.
The ga screen gradually dimd, then slowly lit up.
When Mo Xiaomo could control her body again, she noticed sothing was off:
"Hmm?"
She looked down at her hands and body, a soldier’s body, but not modeled after herself:
"Did I beco an NPC’s body this ti?"
"Why am I a re soldier? I miss my days as Pri Minister~"
Mo Xiaomo looked around, it was a military camp, filled with bustling soldiers, loading boxes of weapons and ammunition onto large trucks, seemingly ready to head to the front lines.
Mo Xiaomo’s gaze fell on the camp’s flag, it seed familiar, seen in the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth Pri Minister’s office:
"Isn’t that the Kingdom of Italy’s flag?"
"I chose the Empire!"
"No... Empire camp?"
"The Kingdom of Italy isn’t the Empire, but it’s allied with the Empire?"
"Is this a word ga?!"
"...Why is this ga full of pitfalls?!"
(Due to plot needs, the Kingdom of Italy allied with the Empire in advance, joining the Empire camp.)
——
On the other side.
Celestial Shark Live, Ga Zone.
In other FPS live streams.
As ti passed, people working during the day also gradually got off work.
"World War II: Empire’s Rise"
The ga’s popularity kept surging, with streams already going viral, and nurous strears switching to this ga to ride the wave.
Compared to the imrsive plot.
Many strears and players were imrsed in the [Normandy Landing] battlefield.
The strears’ deaths were varied and bizarre, and for those with a lot of black fans, compilations of ridiculous deaths had started circulating.
In Yu Feng’s streaming room.
More than eighty people, gathered by Fang Ming, were reviewing their death replay videos and analyzing the battle they just had.
After playing the whole afternoon.
The original group of over a hundred strears had been dwindled down due to the ga’s difficulty, many switching to streaming imrsive plots instead.
Only this group of over eighty strears continued to analyze and fight.
From the afternoon into the evening, they’d managed to improve from being killed imdiately upon appearance, to surviving for up to thirteen minutes.
Fang Ming felt a bit frustrated watching the death replays from different angles, seeing all the firepower setups:
"Damn... the guy who designed this ga is truly a devil."
"Why are there so many machine gun bunkers?"
"Lao Yu, can you take these out?"
He pointed out a few machine gun nests to Fang Ming.
If they could take those out, a section of Omaha Beach’s defense line would be open.
There’d be enough people to charge and break through the barricade on the defense line.
If Zhao Ming were here, he would be amused, because these were exactly the machine gun nests he set up to add a bit of challenge.
Unexpectedly, Fang Ming insightfully identified several key firepoints right away.
These additional firepoints would be destroyed by air support if players held out for twenty minutes, thus increasing players’ chances of successfully attacking and landing at Omaha Beach.
As of now in live streams across the internet.
Only Fang Ming’s group had held on the longest, reaching thirteen minutes.
But still far from the twenty-minute mark.
Yu Feng, observing, furrowed his brow lightly:
"These firepoints are too close, even if we take them out, the initial casualties will still be significant."
"We can’t push through later on."
"We need to find a way to reduce casualties first."
Fang Ming felt helpless too:
"There’s no way to reduce casualties, with so many firepoints, anywhere you go, it’s death."
Yu Feng thought for a mont and suddenly spoke:
"Who has good shooting skills?"
"Run more rounds and try to earn more dals?"
Fang Ming was taken aback:
"dals?"
Yu Feng looked at Fang Ming and knew he had been focusing on strategies and hadn’t paid attention to the dal Library and Hall of Fa. He then shared pictures and conditions of the dals from the dal Library.
[Normandy Veterans dal]
[Note: Due to your killing of five in a single round on Omaha Beach during the Normandy Landing, you are awarded the dal of Honor.]
[dal Effect: When worn, it allows promotion to Lieutenant, enabling command over the assault boat’s attack direction.]
[Achievent Condition: 3/5 (refreshes every round)]
Yu Feng then continued:
"As long as you kill five people in a single round, you can earn this dal, promoting the player to Lieutenant, granting assault boat command."
"Having command over the assault boats might make things a bit easier."
"I killed three just now; I need to kill five to get command of the assault boats."
"Each round, provide cover for a good shooter, and do more rounds."
"Get a few assault boats under our command; it’ll make the offensive and tactical arrangents easier."
Fang Ming’s eyes lit up, studying the dal:
"I think it could work."
The others had no objections; after all, this was Fang Ming’s setup, and both he and Yu Feng were the top two strears with the most fans. Fang Ming was gearing up, plotting strategies for the next round.
The live stream comnts started exploding.
[Strear, go check the trending video!]
[Check out the Northern Army official account of the Great Xia Federation!!!]
[An official jumping in to play gas?]
[Holy crap! Whether it’s the champion of this FPS competition or that one, when it cos down to it, it’s gotta be the professionals, huh?!]
[Strear, go learn so tactics!!!]
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