We Agreed to Create Casual Games, What the Hell is this World War Nonsense? Chapter 22 - The World's Strongest 1v17!

Hiss.

Yu Feng couldn't suppress his amazent. "This guy looks incredibly formidable. So many prestigious titles—Father of Blitzkrieg, Imperial Eagle, Father of Imperial Armored Forces. Just how powerful must this general be? And he's one of the Empire's three greatest generals who swept across Europe. Europe? Did he single-handedly conquer all those Empire territories we saw in the opening cinematic?"

The chat erupted with enthusiasm.

[Holy shit, that actually makes sense.]

[Insane!]

[Wait there are exclusive storylines AND biographical cutscenes? Is this ga's lore actually this deep?!]

[Bro I'm way more curious about what this “blitzkrieg” strategy even is]

[For real! Destroying an entire country in four hours—how is that even possible?]

[Hurry up, hurry up, check the next one. Ga's about to start.]

[Screw watching the stream, I'm downloading this right now to play it myself.]

Yu Feng checked the ga interface—ti was up. The ga had opened for public download, and players were flooding in rapidly. The queue showed 【491/500】, having skyrocketed from the previous number of 170-sothing in re monts. The match was imminent. Without delay, Yu Feng selected another Hall of Fa portrait, revealing a distinguished general with a pipe clenched between his teeth.

【Douglas MacArthur (Locked)】

【Title: World War II Hero, Supre Commander】

【Military Rank: Five-star General】

【Biography: He was the only general in the United States Freedom Federation to participate in World War I, World War II, and the Peninsula War. He beca famous worldwide for his “Island-hopping tactics” and made indelible contributions during World War II, but when commanding the Seventeen-nation coalition in the Peninsula War, he was defeated by the Republic's most elite infantry forces and withdrew from the peninsula, thus ending his military career.】

【Famous Quote: "Anyone who wants to go to war with those guys must be out of his mind!"】

【Exclusive Storyline: Locked】

【Exclusive Biography: Locked】

【Note: Participate in imrsive storylines to unlock famous figures from World War II. After unlocking, there will be separate storylines and biographical CGs. Perhaps you'll beco a soldier bravely charging on the Pacific Theater, or maybe an officer in the Peninsula War, directly facing the world's most elite infantry forces.】

"Oh?!" Yu Feng's expression brightened with fascination. "This is incredibly revealing! So there are more wars after World War II? A coalition of seventeen nations couldn't achieve victory? World's most elite infantry forces? Good lord, there's even a final boss scenario? This is unbelievable! This ga is absolutely incredible. No way—after a few rounds of ‘Normandy Landing,’ I absolutely must try the imrsive story experience. This worldview is too vast and compelling to ignore." The chat exploded with enthusiastic discussion.

[Holy shit, exactly.]

[If they're going this hard, how much of history did Polar Star Gas even develop?]

[Damn... still no info on who actually won World War II. They're keeping everything so secret.]

[@ person above, that's the whole point! It's only fun if you experience it yourself!]

[True. My download's almost done, ti to get in there!]

[LMAO the ga started. Let's see how the host dies this ti.]

Yu Feng tore his attention from the chat. "Brothers! It's starting—watch charge into battle!" The interface showed full capacity.

【500/500】

The countdown flickered briefly before the screen flashed, and Yu Feng found himself once again aboard a landing craft.

The virtual haptic pod delivered every sensation with stunning realism—the salty, humid sea breeze; the landing craft's rhythmic swaying; and the thunderous roar of aircraft overhead—all heralding another assault on Omaha Beach.

"Old Yu." Yu Feng steadied himself, recognizing Fang Ming's voice nearby. Turning his head, he grinned. "What a coincidence—we're on the sa boat this ti." Fang Ming chuckled. "This ga has team features. I pulled you into our squad. Right now we can only form teams, but once we're promoted to second lieutenant, we can command a landing craft."

Yu Feng hadn't realized this, having been absorbed in studying the dal collection and Hall of Fa rather than exploring other ga functions. He examined his weapon, tested its aim, and asked, "How do we fight? Have you figured out our strategy?" Having recovered from the initial shock of their first battle, Yu Feng was far better prepared psychologically than the previous round.

Fang Ming outlined their strategy. "The landing craft we're on is in the first wave—basically a death sentence. So we need to jump out from the sides, can't be sitting ducks facing forward. There are several weak points on the beach that can serve as objectives. We can use bombing cover to spread out and take the gun emplacent at maximum speed. The weapons players have are actually all different, randomly distributed. I just asked around—last round so people had explosive charges. We'll regroup by the steel anti-tank obstacles at the beach edge. That's where the fire points are weakest, your marksmanship will co in handy. The rest will clear the steel anti-tank obstacles, clearing a path for the tanks landing afterward. As long as we hold on, we can win."

Following his frustrating death in the previous round, Fang Ming had spent the intermission analyzing footage from various livestreams, identifying several relatively vulnerable defensive positions. Yu Feng nodded. "No problem. This gun's a bit old, but it's still usable." Fang Ming agreed, then cursed. "Once I conquer this beach, I absolutely have to go to Polar Star Gas' official website and fla this ga. Pissing off."

Given his abrasive personality and streaming style, Fang Ming maintained roughly equal numbers of fans and anti-fans. After getting obliterated at the start of the last match, his detractors had already compiled embarrassing reaction clips that were going viral. Fang Ming could already envision the endless spoofs his anti-fans would create over the coming weeks. The thought alone made his teeth itch with frustration.

Fang Ming glanced outside—still so distance before landing—then leaned against the protective plating and introduced their squad.

"By the way, these are also strears. All newcors. This one specializes in submachine gun, this one also plays sniper rifle. This is Old Xu... uh, seems like a complete newbie."

Swoosh

A sharp whistling sound cut through the air. Yu Feng's ears perked up, his eyes instantly filling with terror. What the hell?! Not again?! Again?!!!

"Shit! Jump ship!!!" Yu Feng vaulted over the guardrail in one fluid motion and plunged into the sea. Fang Ming reacted instantly—having been blown up before—and frantically scrambled over the landing craft's edge while cursing in terror. "What the fuck?!" As he hit the water, he cried out "This stupid ga—glub glub glub!!!"

Bubbles rose frantically from beneath the surface.

BOOM—!!!

The shell struck the advancing landing craft with devastating precision. The explosion tore the vessel apart while ignited gasoline transford into a massive fireball erupting across the sea's surface.