"Dos, what are you doing?"
No wonder ng Hao was confused, he really couldn’t understand what Dos was doing.
The Blue Star viewers in the live stream were just as perplexed.
But upon hearing his voice, Dos didn’t bother to look up to respond, he simply said:
"Don’t worry, I will get you down."
After several attempts, all unsuccessful, Dos looked at the belt of a nearby soldier’s corpse. He closed his eyes and said a prayer over the dead United States soldier’s body.
Then he untied the soldier’s belt, threaded it under ng Hao’s arms, and tried to drag him.
Once he found it was feasible, he picked up a broken beam nearby, placed it at ng Hao’s ankle, and secured it with torn fabric, then dragged ng Hao towards the cliff.
The commotion caught the attention of a few Japanese soldiers who were sweeping the battlefield from a distance.
They shouted sothing unintelligible, raised their guns, and shot in this direction, the gunshots echoing on the cliff.
Bullets whizzed past ng Hao and Dos.
Not a single shot hit them.
Dos kept chanting "God" and "God" without stopping.
ng Hao widened his eyes:
"No way?"
God’s blessing?
Could it actually work?
Of course, that’s just a thought.
Because the Japanese were closing in, maybe earlier the distance saved them, but once they get close... death is inevitable.
And bullets grazing the scalp were terrifying enough.
But with Dos putting so much effort, ng Hao couldn’t just back down.
With this in mind.
ng Hao also raised his gun, firing at the shadows of the Japanese.
Bang! Bang!
Ratatatatata——
The intense gunfire echoed on the cliff as Dos staggered while dragging ng Hao.
The pain at his ankle was excruciating, but ng Hao had no ti to bother with the pain as he gritted his teeth and exchanged fire with the distant Japanese figures.
At this mont.
His thigh was suddenly bumped.
Driven by an odd instinct, "hand grenade" flashed through ng Hao’s mind.
He instinctively reached out to grab it.
And actually caught a round hand grenade.
Without any hesitation.
After pulling the pin, ng Hao threw it with all his might into the distance, then continued shooting.
Boom——!
The grenade took out a charging Japanese soldier.
The two remaining soldiers also fell under the gunfire, while the last Japanese was tackled by a figure climbing up from the ground, followed by curses and gunshots.
So Allied soldiers were still alive.
Probably awakened by the explosion.
It was only then that ng Hao returned to his senses, his racing heart calming down sowhat, still a bit bewildered, he said to the live stream:
"What the hell?"
"What’s going on?"
"This is the first ti soone has fought for , and also my first ti fighting for soone else, it turned out I was fighting for an NPC?"
The live stream chat was already bewildered, covered with question marks.
[???]
[???]
[What the hell, are we going to lose?]
[How is survival possible?]
[Holy crap, this is rigged! Totally rigged!]
[This is ridiculous?!]
[Surviving player on the battlefield? It’s the first ti I’ve seen this!]
Indeed.
Just as the Blue Star viewers in the live stream said.
In "World War II: Empire’s Rise", many were truly seeing this kind of survival for the first ti.
Isn’t it usually charge, charge, charge, die, die, die?
How did an NPC suddenly show up, chant sothing about ’God’, and drag people away?!
This is absurd?!
The Blue Star viewers in the live stream were bewildered, watching Dos’s actions.
Dos had already reached the edge of the cliff, secured a rope around ng Hao, and lowered him down.
Seeing this, ng Hao reacted:
"Wait! Dos!"
"Aren’t you coming down?!"
Dos shook his head:
"No."
"There are still people alive."
With these words.
ng Hao and the Blue Star viewers in the live stream were stunned.
As ng Hao descended, he caught the attention of the soldiers sweeping the battlefield, and several of them rushed over while ng Hao looked up at the top of the cliff, faintly hearing:
"God... let save one more...."
...
One sleepless night.
The entire United States camp was looking at the cliff.
ng Hao, with a crutch, was also looking in that direction.
He was convinced, and the Blue Star viewers who had bet and lost in the live stream conceded as well.
The situation was too shocking.
ng Hao watched another soldier being lowered by rope and asked the person next to him:
"Which number is this?"
The soldier, equally shocked, shook his head:
"I don’t know."
"Around 90 or so?"
"Oh...my God, is he an angel?!"
The soldier muttered in astonishnt.
ng Hao gasped, looking up.
As the day brightened, injured soldiers were continuously being lowered; everyone was silent, realizing so many could survive.
Everyone looked towards the top of the cliff.
They gathered their weapons and equipnt, launching an assault.
...
Days later.
Below Steel Saw Ridge.
In the United States camp.
Everyone stood in tidy formation, eyes fixed on Dos who was praying devoutly.
This ti.
No one had any complaints.
anwhile, over the communication system, ca the angry voice of a superior:
"What on earth are you doing?"
"You should have launched the attack 10 minutes ago!"
The Captain replied into the comm system:
"We’re waiting, sir."
The United States superior on the other end was puzzled:
"Waiting?"
"Waiting for what?"
"Artillery support is already in place!"
The Captain replied into the comm system:
"We’re waiting for Private Dos’s prayer."
The superior on the other end was even more bewildered:
"Private Dos?"
"Who is he? For God’s sake! What the hell is happening?!"
The Captain put down the phone, looking at the praying Dos.
The soldiers in the ranks smiled upon seeing this.
God may not save you, but Dos can.
It was Dos’s actions that made them realize they could survive....
And this ti.
The Japanese will no longer be able to stop them.
...
...
Elsewhere.
As the battle of Steel Saw Ridge ended, Iwo Jima was conquered.
The massive casualties enraged the United States back ho, and the "nuclear explosion experint" in Ding Rui’s live stream began under pressure from the United States high command.
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