A few days later.
Celestial Shark Live Platform, [Awakening Era] DLC section.
The ga plot on Fang Ming’s side has already reached the end of 1939.
This ti, he is a soldier of the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Front.
As a strear who once challenged the [Stalingrad dal] and succeeded, he managed to survive for 15 days in the icy snow while facing Imperial soldiers and their search dogs.
Fang Ming initially thought this was not a difficult scenario.
Just lower the difficulty a bit, and the rest would be similar to the situation during the Battle of Stalingrad.
It’s all ice and snow, and all being hunted down.
However, during [World War II], it was facing Imperial soldiers, and now it’s facing Japanese soldiers, both part of the Axis Powers.
He is very familiar with this.
But upon joining the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Front, the temperatures in the white mountains and black waters hit Fang Ming like a sledgehamr.
It’s right at the end of December.
At night, minus 40 degrees has beco common, and a slight negligence might lead to freezing to death.
And it’s different from the Imperial search.
The Japanese Army is sweeping, chasing you while also sweeping through the villages along the way.
This forced Fang Ming not to go where there are villages.
Because if the Japanese follow the traces to a village, what awaits the villagers is plunder and massacre.
And in the white snowy winter and mountains, there’s basically no food to be found.
Fang Ming was so hungry that he ate snow in big mouthfuls, and his strength was gradually weakening.
At this mont, Fang Ming, all alone in the ice and snow with a gun, stumbled his way forward, looking at the great mountains in despair, he said to his live audience:
"This is killing ."
"There’s no ga around, and even during the day it’s minus 20 or 30°, probably all those gas are frozen to death."
"On my tiline, it’s 1939. Starting from 1931, it’s already been 8 years."
"I can’t imagine how the fighters of the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Front managed to hold out for 8 years."
"I reckon even if you throw in that guy who survived to the end at Leningrad, he might not make it here."
"Leningrad even had supplies, had bread, and even could eat...."
"But look at this, other than snow, it’s just snow, you can’t even bite on bark, it’s frozen rock-hard."
"I’ve already been separated from my team for three days now."
"If this keeps going, I’m afraid I’m going to starve to death."
A barrage floated over the live chat:
[Strear, restart. There’s no way with this situation.]
[If really nothing else works, boil so bark with snow water? It might be edible, right?]
[Beware of snow blindness, don’t stare at the snow for too long.]
[There’s snow everywhere, is it even possible to not look at it?]
[Ridiculous, it’s minus 15 degrees on Blue Star and I already feel like dying, can’t imagine minus 40 degrees.]
Fang Ming gasping for breath, continued pulling his foot out of the snow as he walked forward:
"Snow blindness?"
"I estimate before snow blindness catches , I’ll starve to death first."
Facing the Japanese sweeping, the simple weapons in the hands of the Anti-Front fighters naturally couldn’t compete, and the Japanese Army conducts sweeps every year, each winter is an extrely tough hurdle.
After walking considerably in the snow, Fang Ming gradually found his strength depleting.
With a thud.
He collapsed onto the snow, his body half-sunk into it:
"Damn it."
"Polestar wouldn’t let just starve to death, would they?"
"Truly no hint at all?"
The barrage in the live chat surged:
[Amusing, is this your first day playing Polestar’s ga? Do you know what fully realistic simulation ans?]
[Don’t panic, based on your terrain, while Polestar didn’t give you a hint, I used a photon supercomputer to find the location, head 23 kiloters west, there’s a village there.]
[23 kiloters? Do you think he can manage 23 ters in that state?]
[At least there’s hope, hang in there, strear.]
Fang Ming, slumping in the snow, let out a wry smile:
"23 kiloters?"
"Hang on?"
"I would like to!"
Leaning back into the snow, the sun overhead sohow felt a little comfortable, Fang Ming shut his eyes to enjoy a brief rest:
"Brothers, I’m taking a nap...."
"Wake up in two minutes."
A string of question marks floated across the live chat, as Fang Ming, exhausted, fell asleep almost instantly.
As he slept, the screen in the live chat went black.
Swish!
The ga returned to the main nu.
Exited the ga plot, losing the full simulation, Fang Ming’s spirit was instantly rejuvenated:
"What happened?"
"Why did I exit the scenario?"
"Did I freeze to death?"
The live audience looked speechless, and thought, what did you expect?
Minus twenty or thirty degrees, sleeping in the snow.
But you can’t bla Fang Ming, after all, he had been fleeing from the Japanese pursuers for days, out of ammo and food, feeding only on snow, such that once he collapsed, getting back up was nearly impossible.
Fang Ming moved his body a bit, looking at the custom scenario button, but didn’t click to start again.
Because he had already experienced the 1939 storyline.
Even if he wasn’t frozen to death at the start of 1939, he probably wouldn’t play much more of the plot further on, because with the outbreak of World War II, the storyline would switch to [World War II] continuing there.
Fang Ming glanced at the [World War I] section.
Although the popularity of [World War I] was largely drawn to [Awakening Era] DLC leading many players to the Republic.
However, due to Blue Star’s enormous population base.
Even if 80% of [World War I] players were in the [Awakening Era] DLC, there were still millions of players in the [World War I] section.
There were also many interesting plot videos in the daily updates.
So strears triggered the Imperial [Beer Hall] speech plot, livestreaming the situation within the beer hall at the ti, joking about not being swayed.
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