Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign
Chapter 208 - 142 [Mamaev Kurgan] Occupation Count, [Pavlov Building] (6.2k Two-in-One)_3

Chapter 208: Chapter 142 [Mamaev Kurgan] Occupation Count, [Pavlov Building] (6.2k Two-in-One)_3

Over a hundred thousand people have died...

The situation inside the livestream room continued without pause.

During the brief respite, Celestial Secret and Mo Xiaomo introduced the current situation on the European Battlefield and the impact of the outcome of the Battle of Stalingrad.

Soon.

The images in the livestream room turned to daylight.

The distant Volga River was clearly visible, with soldiers continuously crossing it. The Imperial attack might commence at any moment.

Just holding on until reinforcements arrive would be a temporary victory.

As for why it’s temporary...

Because the reinforcements, including the soldiers stationed on Mamaev Kurgan, would soon be exhausted in the fierce combat with the Imperial forces.

Standing here meant having only one day left to live.

And this day.

Was their last... they might not even see another sunset, sunrise, or enjoy another meal.

They didn’t even have time to think about their distant or deceased loved ones as they would sacrifice in battle.

On Mamaev Kurgan.

During the brief and limited rest, in the perspective of various federations and ’Earth’ native NPC livestream rooms.

The soldiers of the Soviet Union stationed here showed no sign of joy on their faces.

Someone took out a faded photograph and rubbed it, someone was seriously writing a letter, someone, after a night of fighting, was overcome with fear of death, their body shaking uncontrollably.

The heaviness of the word [War].

Weighed on the minds of all Blue Star viewers watching the livestream.

However.

Feeling discomfort wouldn’t stop the war from continuing.

In the sky.

The roar of the Imperial Stuka Dive Bombers began, the shrill ’death whistle’ simultaneously erupted in seven livestream rooms.

The Imperial barrage of bombardment arrived on schedule.

There was no time to think about anything else.

Someone put the faded photo back into their hat.

Someone folded their written letter and tucked it into their chest.

Someone stopped trembling at the instant the ’death whistle’ sounded, their eyes burst with boundless hatred and resolved determination as they stood up.

On a morning in September 1942.

The sun hadn’t fully risen, but the battle between the Imperial forces and the Soviet Union had resumed.

...

...

Blue Star.

In the Great Xia Federation, it was already around noon.

The livestream that started in the morning had progressed six hours in reality.

And in the game, a night and half a day had passed, aligning perfectly with noon in the Great Xia Federation.

Many were captivated by the livestream, unable to take their eyes off, tensely watching the battle unfold in the livestream room.

At this moment.

After a half-day of relentless bombardment.

The smoke on Mamaev Kurgan lingered for a long time, with fires still burning everywhere, emitting thick black smoke.

Although there wasn’t much left to burn on the hill.

The wreckage from the bombs and the bodies scattered around provided enough fuel to keep the fires burning for a while longer.

The game time was nearing noon.

In the morning, facing the relentless Imperial bombardment, the federations of Blue Star repelled six attacks, with the Yadong United Federation already eliminated.

The entire unit was sacrificed.

A new group of soldiers had now started anew, crossing the river towards Mamaev Kurgan.

The Slavic Federation was nearly annihilated.

The Antarctic Star Federation was nearly annihilated.

Both the Golden Moon Federation and Free Star Cluster Federation had been eliminated early on, similar to the Yadong United Federation, they sent another squad across the river in a new attempt.

In the Great Xia Federation, only a single company remained, while the ’Earth’ native NPC forces were also nearly eliminated, with just one platoon remaining.

The remaining few from the Slavic Federation and Antarctic Star Federation were preparing to retreat and meet up with the incoming Soviet Union reinforcements.

Though they couldn’t receive outside information in the game, they understood that surviving as long as possible in this competition was crucial.

Under this level of intensity, they did not believe any other federation could endure much longer, so as long as one of them survived long enough, they would achieve victory.

In the Great Xia Federation.

The remaining company, faced with organized attacks from the slope below, could only disperse and evade the shelling without retreating.

Different in each livestream room, so was the Imperial strategy.

In the Great Xia Federation livestream room, since an entire company was remaining, the Imperial forces chose to continue bombing.

In the Slavic Federation, Antarctic Star Federation, and ’Earth’ livestream rooms, the Imperial forces chose to send in troops for an assault.

Facing the swarming Imperial forces, with the Soviet reinforcement troops just arriving in the city.

The remaining soldiers of the Slavic Federation and Antarctic Star Federation chose to retreat and rendezvous with the approaching main Soviet force.

Meanwhile, in the ’Earth’ livestream room.

The remaining Soviet Union platoon did not choose to retreat; they scattered enhanced grenades around them as traps.

The leading captain tossed out a pack of cigarettes, each person taking one and smoking quickly.

Until the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps was heard, they dropped their cigarettes to the ground and stood up quickly.

Tututut——!!

Machine guns opened fire on the Imperial soldiers charging from below.

But the surging waves of Imperial soldiers, like a tide, were continuously replenished, and with only these last few remaining.

They were soon overrun on their position.

Seeing the Imperial soldiers close at hand, the Soviet Union soldiers in the ’Earth’ livestream room drew their bayonets and lunged at them:

"Ura——!!!"

The camera pulled up into the sky.

The surrounded Soviet warriors, like trapped beasts, fought on.

They soon fell silent....

As the Soviet Union soldiers on Mamaev Kurgan perished, the camera shifted to the Soviet Union soldiers who had already reached the foot of Mamaev Kurgan.