We Agreed to Create Casual Games, What the Hell is this World War Nonsense? Chapter 29 - Sudden Promotion: Great Xia Federation’s Northe

However, Mo Xiaomo didn't move, but looked at the settlent evaluation with a flushed face.

"What do you an my micro-managent accelerated the Polish Federation's destruction?! Fourteen days is pretty impressive, okay?! The Soviet Federation got involved too—pincer attacks from front and back! Anyone would be unable to withstand this! Great powers play, partition my land? Brothers, I don't dare imagine how treacherous human hearts can be!!! I...?!!!"

Who could have thought! Who could have thought?! They were already fighting—why didn't it go according to script?! How did they just shake hands, make peace, and negotiate?! Is this the treachery of war?! Mo Xiaomo suddenly felt like these twenty years had been lived in vain. In this ga, she was as naive as an elentary school student... To create such a treacherous storyline, the boss of Polar Star Gas Company definitely isn't a good person. Could a normal person think up this kind of storyline???

The bullet comnts seeing Mo Xiaomo's state also beca amused, with quite a few drama lovers spamming “6666,” while so said this storyline was fairly reasonable.

Mo Xiaomo looked lifeless, but pulled herself together, and said: "Enough talk, let's start again. I refuse to believe this."

Then she looked at the two factions and began studying. "Brothers, should I choose Empire or Federation?"

The bullet comnts offered various suggestions.

[Empire! Gotta be Empire!!]

[Hell no, Federation! Villains never win! Federation is justice! Good guys always win!]

[Choose Empire, go undercover!]

[Bro wake up, Poland's already gone. Going undercover won't save anything]

[Still vote Federation]

Mo Xiaomo looked at the bullet comnts, her gaze finally locking onto Empire.

"I think that makes sense. Infiltrating the enemy and doing intelligence work is the way to go. So... I choose Empire. Disclair! I'm going undercover. My heart is still with the Federation, hehe hehe~"

Then her gaze locked onto the 【Empire Faction】, ignoring the teasing and mockery from live stream viewers.

The ga screen gradually darkened, then slowly brightened. When Mo Xiaomo could control her body again, she discovered sothing was wrong.

"Hmm?" Looking down at her hands and body—a soldier's body, but not modeled after herself.

"This ti I'm replacing an NPC's body? How am I just a common soldier? I miss my days as Pri Minister~"

Mo Xiaomo looked around—it was a military camp with soldiers everywhere, all busily moving things, boxes of weapons, equipnt, and ammunition onto large trucks, looking like they were about to head to the front lines. Mo Xiaomo's gaze fell on the camp's flag, which looked familiar—she'd seen it in the Polish Federation Pri Minister's office. "Italian Kingdom flag? But I chose Empire! Wait... Empire faction? The Italian Kingdom isn't the Empire, but it's in the Empire faction? Playing word gas?! ...Why are there traps everywhere in this ga?!"

[Storyline modification needed: The Italian Kingdom forms an early alliance with the Empire, belonging to the Empire faction.]

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anwhile, at Sky Shark Streaming's gaming section, in other FPS livestreams, as ti passed, people who worked during the day gradually got off work. The popularity of “World War II: Rise of Empire” kept climbing. Seeing the traffic explosion, strears, both large and small, began switching gas, chasing the trend.

Compared to imrsive storylines, quite a few strears and players were absorbed in the “Normandy Landing” battlefield. Strears died in all sorts of bizarre ways, and so with many anti-fans already had mashup death compilations spreading.

In Yu Feng's livestream, the eighty-plus people assembled by Fang Ming, holding their respective death replay footage, began post-ga analysis of the recent battle. After playing all afternoon, originally with over a hundred strears in the team, but quite a few had been driven away by the ga's difficulty and went to stream imrsive storylines. Only these eighty-plus strears remained, constantly fighting and analyzing.

An afternoon, plus an evening, of ti had successfully progressed from being killed instantly upon exposure to surviving a maximum of about thirteen minutes. Looking at the firepower deploynt in death footage from various angles, Fang Ming felt so tooth pain.

"Damn... the guy who designed this ga really isn't human. How can there be so many machine gun fire points? Old Yu, can you take out these few?"

Fang Ming pointed out several machine gun positions. As long as these few were taken out, Omaha Beach's defense line would have a small gap. This way there'd be enough people to charge and blow open the defense line's barrier network.

If Zhao Ming were here, he'd definitely laugh out loud—these were exactly the machine gun fire points he'd set up to add a bit of difficulty. Unexpectedly, this Fang Ming guy was quite perceptive, imdiately spotting several key fire points. These additional fire points would be destroyed by airstrike support if players persisted for twenty minutes, thereby increasing the success rate of players attacking and landing at Omaha Beach. However, currently, among all live streams online, only Fang Ming's group had persisted the longest, reaching thirteen minutes—but there was still so distance from twenty minutes.

Yu Feng looked around, frowning slightly. "These fire points are too close together. Even if we could take them out, early casualties would still be significant. We couldn't charge in during the later stages. We need to find a way to reduce casualties first."

Fang Ming was also helpless. "No way to reduce casualties. With so many fire points, it's death from any direction."

Yu Feng thought for a mont, then suddenly spoke. "Who has good marksmanship? Play a few more rounds and try grinding for dals?"

Fang Ming was stunned. "dals?"

Seeing his expression, Yu Feng knew this guy had been focused on studying combat and hadn't paid attention to the dal collection and Hall of Fa. He then shared images and conditions of dals from the dal collection.

【Normandy Veteran dal】

【Note: Due to your achievent of five kills in a single match during the “Normandy Landing” at Omaha Beach, this honor dal has been awarded.】

【dal Effect: When equipped, promotes to second lieutenant, can command landing craft attack direction.】

【Achievent Condition: 3/5 (refreshes each match)】

Then Yu Feng said, "As long as you get five kills in a single match, you can get this dal, promoting players to second lieutenant and gaining command of a landing craft. If we get landing craft command authority, it should be easier to fight. This last match I killed three people. Just need to kill five to get landing craft command authority. Each match, give cover to soone with good marksmanship, play several more rounds. Get a few landing craft we can command. Then attacking and tactical deploynt will be more convenient."

Fang Ming's eyes lit up, studying the dal: "I think that works."

The others had no objections either, since this was Fang Ming's organized match, and he and Yu Feng were also the two strears with the most followers here. Fang Ming was getting ready to plan tactics for another round when the live stream bullet comnts began frantically spamming.

[Strear, check trending vids right now!]

[Look at Great Xia Federation’s Northern Army's official account!!!]

[Wait the military is playing gas now?]

[Holy shit! All these FPS "pros" and "champions"—when it's ti for real fighting, you need actual professionals?!]

[Strear, go watch and learn tactics!!!]