So soldiers took boats to avoid the oil slick and tried to retrieve the bodies floating on the sea.
Yu Feng looked around and sighed.
He also joined the rescue team, directing the soldiers around him to bandage wounds and retrieve bodies.
anwhile, he opened the ’real-ti map’ on the Polestar Official Website in the live stream.
Currently, in the Pacific Theater, with the United States having occupied ’Iwo Jima,’ they only need to capture ’Okinawa Island’ to use it as a springboard and supply base, directly threatening the Japanese mainland.
More importantly, there is an existing Japanese naval base here, along with several air force airports.
Once it is occupied.
All U.S. forces in the Pacific can be resupplied here, allowing for repeated attacks on the Japanese mainland and more convenient, prolonged bombardnts over the years.
And now, among the ’Ryukyu Islands’ on the map, Okinawa Island is the largest.
It has already been mostly occupied by the United States, but now they are stuck at the southern defensive line of the Japanese forces. The island’s terrain itself is easy to defend and hard to attack, and to fight on the island’s ho turf is to pile up casualties.
Additionally, from the Japanese mainland, continuous suicide planes are being dispatched for attacks. Just taking Okinawa Island alone, with the month-long battle, has already resulted in the loss of thousands of lives and over thirty to forty thousand wounded.
Nearly three hundred warships have also been sunk.
However, compared to the United States’ losses, Japan has suffered even more.
Even the civilians on their holand are not spared, being forced by Japanese soldiers to join the battle against the U.S. forces.
The results are predictable....
Yu Feng looked at the map, currently stuck at a place called Steel Saw Ridge.
If they can break through the defenses there, they can end the battle for Okinawa Island.
It’s just that Yu Feng is with the fleet, and has not yet received orders to go there. anwhile, Yu Feng was directing people to clean up the battlefield and started searching for the place na ’Steel Saw Ridge’ on the Sky Shark Live Platform.
As he searched.
Several dozen live streams appeared before his eyes.
There were both Japanese and Federation camps, all following the latest plot tiline.
Clearly, those who skipped the plot quickly have only co to the [Pacific Theater] for the plot mode after ending their part in the [European Battlefield].
But there is also an advantage.
After all, while other players are still struggling in the unfinished [European Battlefield], if they finish World War II here, they can first experience the sequel [Cold War Clouds] Polestar is preparing to release, and feel the Great Power Struggle.
Because the prerequisite for the sequel is to have gone through ’World War II’ in "World War II: Empire’s Rise".
Yu Feng glanced at the live stream room.
He picked one with relatively high popularity and clicked in.
Inside the live stream room.
The strear, ng Hao, stationed in the Steel Saw Ridge area, had just survived a battle and was also cleaning up the battlefield.
However, he noted the death and kill tally he had set up in the live stream room’s top right corner.
In an afternoon, this guy had died a total of seven tis.
Thanks to the [Imrsive Plot] mode, everyone’s plot was independent.
If it were a large multiplayer ga, a few rounds of deaths would wipe out the Federation forces.
But now....
Although dying once ans controlling a new body,
with thousands of U.S. soldiers on the island, unless soone could die tens of thousands of tis here, it wouldn’t affect the overall situation.
However, Zhao Ming had also accounted for this.
What if so overly enthusiastic players existed?
Once they die thousands or tens of thousands of tis, depleting personnel for small engagents, the plot resets to the start of the most recent battle.... but no one has triggered it yet.
Inside the live stream room.
The strear ng Hao limped while cleaning the battlefield, mainly rummaging through the bodies to see if there was anything valuable.
Fortunately, because he was a player, as long as he didn’t speak, his presence was low, and basically no one paid attention to ng Hao’s scavenging.
At this mont, ng Hao was also boasting to the bullet screen:
"What do you an my leg got broken?"
"I broke my leg protecting my comrades from bullets while charging."
"The Federation should award a dal."
Saying this, he casually rummaged through the Japanese bodies and couldn’t help but complain:
"To be honest."
"These Japanese soldiers are quite poor indeed."
"After rummaging for so long, all they have are keepsakes like shells."
"But that’s expected."
"On such a deserted island, besides shells, there’s nothing else either."
As he spoke.
A sudden shout ca from not far away.
Two soldiers, covered in wounds, pointed and shouted at a frail soldier as if ordering him to co and move the bodies.
That soldier didn’t say much; he simply carted away the body beneath him and then returned to carry the bodies at the feet of the two soldiers as per their orders.
While moving, the two soldiers didn’t stay idle, occasionally kicking the frail soldier.
Seeing this, the bullet screen comnts flew across the live stream room.
[What the heck? There’s bullying in the ga too?]
[Wow, NPCs bullying NPCs.]
[Bullying exists in real life, why can’t it exist in gas? But bullying teammates at such tis, aren’t they afraid the guy will snap?]
[What if one night he just grabs a gun and shoots everyone up?]
Looking at the bullet screen, ng Hao said:
"That won’t happen."
"That guy, Dos, is a corporal."
"They say he’s a Christian."
"Though I don’t really know what Christianity is, it’s supposedly a religion from ’Earth’."
"The creed of this religion revolves around vegetarianism, non-violence, and pacifism."
"It’s said to follow the principle from sothing called the ’Bible’: ’Thou shalt not kill.’"
"So since the guy got to the battlefield, he’s never even touched a gun. But whenever there’s cleanup, you’d see him moving the wounded and corpses."
"Others are fighting for their lives, while he doesn’t even hold a gun; do you think people will treat him well?"
After ng Hao finished speaking, the viewers from Blue Star were left speechless.
Well....
That’s actually true.
While everyone is fighting life and death, he doesn’t even pick up a gun, always coming to rescue during battlefield clean-ups.
Just such behavior seems like it’s asking for a beating.
Although Dos might persist because of his religious beliefs, actions like these, especially on the battlefield.... getting kicked a few tis could be considered lenient.
The Blue Star viewers didn’t quite know how to respond.
ng Hao continued, still a bit bewildered:
"Speaking of."
"Although Dos has survived this long."
"His comrades have turned over several tis; the fighting here at Steel Saw Ridge is intense."
"It’s impossible to push through."
"Each battle results in significant casualties, yet he manages to survive each ti."
"It’s kind of mystifying."
"No wonder the other NPCs have issues or disdain towards Dos."
"After all, whoever teams up with him dies."
"It’s like a curse or sothing, truly terrifying."
Talking and cleaning the battlefield continued until darkness completely set in, and ng Hao returned to the camp.
At this point, the camp was silent except for the clinking of bowls and cutlery.
ng Hao’s leg wasn’t really an issue; he had twisted it while charging, which made him limp.
Having boasted to the live chat for quite a while, he now moved swiftly, leaving his audience baffled—wasn’t his leg supposed to be broken?
Seeing ng Hao’s smug grin, the live stream was soon flooded with bomb gifts.
Upon seeing this, ng Hao thanked the viewers—after all, even bombs are a form of money~
Then a fellow soldier from his squad approached him and called out:
"Hey, Alik."
ng Hao turned around and asked:
"Yeah?"
"We’ve got new mbers joining us; we might need to prepare our wills."
ng Hao was a bit confused:
"Huh?"
At that, Dos appeared at the door.
ng Hao’s squadmate looked helpless and sighed:
"Today’s battle? Everyone from his squad is dead."
"Well... we’ve had so spots open in our squad."
"So here we are."
ng Hao looked at Dos, his mouth twitching:
"So...."
"Hello."
Nodding at Dos, ng Hao then turned back to the live stream:
"Hey, folks, place your bets."
"Guess when I’ll get killed next?!"
"Co on, place your bets."
"I bet I’ll die tomorrow!"
"Not die?"
"If I don’t die, I’ll eat...."
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