Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign
Chapter 219 - 145 [Skeleton Master] The Terrifying Earthlings (Begging for Monthly Tickets!) (6.2k Bundled)_2

Chapter 219: Chapter 145 [Skeleton Master] The Terrifying Earthlings (Begging for Monthly Tickets!) (6.2k Bundled)_2

However, it also indirectly highlighted the terrifying combat strength of the Imperial Skull Division.

At this moment, what Fang Ming had to face.

Was the fully intact Skull Division, not just the few thousand remnants trapped in the Demiansk region.

Fang Ming quickly collected information in the game.

Fortunately, due to the impending battle, the Soviet Union had also gathered considerable information about the Skull Division.

The Soviet officers at the headquarters were nonchalant, simply because they had won so much that they no longer regarded the Imperial Skull Division as a threat.

But as Fang Ming looked at the collected data, he felt a chill:

"So many armored tanks?"

"Tiger Tanks?"

"Never heard of them?"

"The key is, with so many tanks, plus the current frozen ground, if they launch a Blitzkrieg and encircle from both sides, we’re done for."

There’s no need to think any further.

Fang Ming estimated that Manstein had already begun to move.

After all, the scene’s been triggered.

Just that Fang Ming wasn’t aware yet how fast the battle situation would change.

After just finishing looking over the information gathered online and the information they collected, not even two hours of in-game time had passed, and the Imperial counterattack was already near.

Evening.

The unit where Fang Ming was stationed was preparing dinner as Fang Ming stayed in the tent looking at a mounted map, when suddenly an urgent alarm sounded outside.

Fang Ming immediately packed up his things and went out.

Boom!

Boom!

The dull sound of artillery shells resounded in the distance, indicating that the vanguard ahead had already encountered the enemy. Fang Ming quickly entered combat mode and ordered the soldiers to organize.

Then he headed to the headquarters for a meeting.

At this time, everyone in the headquarters had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem. The regiment commander was looking at the map saying:

"The opposing force is the Imperial Skull Division, and it has encountered our division."

"These guys suddenly appeared here...."

"It doesn’t match the intel, but it’s not a big problem; everyone just prepare for battle."

"The Imperial beast is just in its final struggle."

"Our task is to maneuver around from the flank and raid the Skull Division’s right wing."

"Everyone understand?"

Everyone nodded in understanding, and Fang Ming had no further comments.

But he was pondering fighting the Imperial Skull Division, to experience firsthand where this unit’s mystique lay.

Dusk fell quickly.

The Soviet Union forces where Fang Ming was stationed had maneuvered to the flank, ready to assault the Imperial Skull Division’s side, coordinating with the frontal attack by the regiment.

At this moment.

Under the veil of night.

The ruins of Kharkiv’s outskirts loomed amidst the intense crossfire.

The situation had already turned grim.

Immediately upon contact, the soldiers of the Soviet Union realized the stark difference of this force; previously moving forward with sheer numbers to break through the Imperial lines seemed ineffective now.

Under the cover of night, they were met by a dense web of fire, with soldiers falling with every step forward.

The Imperial Skull Division defended the ruins at Kharkiv’s city’s edge, engaging with the advancing Soviet Union soldiers.

As the main forces of the division arrived, the commander issued the order to assault.

Utilizing the cover of the front line battle and darkness, the corps Fang Ming was in advanced to the range of rifle fire before being discovered, and at the instant they were noticed by the opposite side.

Intense firefight ensued.

The distance wasn’t far, and Fang Ming’s corps quickly reached the city’s edge ruins.

Attempting to use the shattered walls and debris to set up firing points.

However.

This provoked a rapid counterattack from the Imperial Skull Division.

The Skull Division soldiers in black uniforms charged without fear of death, a large wave pressing forward, entangling with the Soviet Union’s soldiers.

Though it was a battle of firearms, it turned into a brutal close-quarters fight.

Fang Ming held a bayonet, a pistol in the other hand, shooting the Skull Division soldier on top of a Soviet Union soldier.

Bam!

Blood spattered.

But slightly off-target, the Skull Division soldier, shot in the head, made a mad sound, struggling to lift his head and looked at Fang Ming.

That maniacal, frenzied gaze terrified Fang Ming and the livestream audience.

Soon after, the Skull Division soldier was pushed away by the Soviet Union soldier underneath him, dealt with as needed.

But that scene still sent shivers down Fang Ming and Blue Star netizens’ spines.

This army... there seems to be something wrong?

Fang Ming cast his eyes around, noticing all the Imperial Skull Division soldiers seemed somewhat demented.

It was clearly killing, death.

Yet their faces showed a frenzied excitement, emitting terrifying shrieks.

They no longer appeared as normal humans.

Moreover, their way of fighting was extremely ruthless, using entrenching tools to strike the heads of Soviet Union soldiers, and even if they missed.

They would bite into the soldiers’ bodies with their teeth.

Watching this scene.

Anyone unaware might think this was some zombie game.

But there were no zombies in this game....

Only these insane Imperial Skull Division soldiers.

Fang Ming even saw a Skull Division soldier, after killing a Soviet Union soldier, pick up a bayonet and cut off the Soviet Union soldier’s ear.

Pocketing it as if it were a trophy.

But quickly he was dealt with by a few nearby Soviet Union soldiers.

Even while dying, he still emitted eerie laughter.

What kind of fight is this with humans?

No wonder soldiers who battled the Imperial Skull Division developed post-traumatic stress disorder, one after another.