15: Chapter 015 Did China Win?
These people all had injuries on them, looking covered in dirt and grime.
"We couldn't break through. We were scattered, and the other brothers in our platoon are all dead," one of them said sorrowfully.
"They have airplanes and naval guns. Many brothers were killed by shelling or strafing."
"The Little Devils are everywhere now. We need to find the main force to regroup," a soldier who was more severely injured spoke up.
Wang Ye took a look and realized the man held the same rank as him.
He was a squad leader.
"Alright."
After saying that, Wang Ye quickly had the others support the injured squad leader, and they continued moving through the alleyways.
Not long after, they heard the sounds of gunfire nearby.
Arriving near the firefight, Wang Ye immediately saw dozens of Chinese soldiers relying on sandbags and walls along the street to hold off the Japanese Invaders' advance from the front.
"Let's hurry and help."
Wang Ye and the others bypassed the firefight zone and arrived at the edge of their position.
"Which squad are you from?"
As soon as they approached the position, they were spotted by a scout.
If it weren't for their uniforms, the scout might have mistaken them for enemies.
"We are from the Second Squad, First Platoon, Third Company," Li Yan answered immediately.
"We were scattered."
Hearing authentic Chinese, the scout immediately let them enter the position.
At this moment, an officer wearing a military uniform walked over.
"I am Zhao Zheng, commander of the Second Company. I will be in temporary command of you all now."
"Yes, Company Commander." Wang Ye nodded without hesitation.
Even if he hadn't been told, Wang Ye would have stayed with them anyway.
The Japanese Invaders' offensive was fierce, and Wang Ye and the others were sent to the front line to fight the very next moment.
"Damn it, is this game even playable? The artillery and machine guns haven't stopped once."
Just as Wang Ye reached the bunker, he heard a soldier nearby cursing angrily.
"It's pure torture," another voice agreed.
Wang Ye checked the barrage and asked the audience how many players were left now.
"There are only twelve players left."
Hearing this number, Wang Ye immediately fell silent.
The power of the players was too weak. Out of one hundred players, how long had it been, and so few were left.
On this battlefield, they couldn't change anything at all.
Facing the enemy's machine guns and naval guns, they had no ability to resist.
Zhou Xiaoyi and several other players followed.
Li Yan was taken away by a Medic to have his wounds treated simply.
The two players who had just spoken stopped talking as soon as they saw Wang Ye.
"We are players too."
"There are less than twelve players left now. We have five here, plus you two makes seven. The rest must be elsewhere."
The two players were stunned when they heard Wang Ye's words.
"What? Only twelve left?"
Wang Ye nodded.
If they hadn't avoided charging the front line at the start, they would have likely finished the game long ago.
With a "boom," a shell landed on a house in the street.
It blasted out a large amount of building debris, and dust filled the sky.
The violent shaking made Wang Ye press himself tightly against the ground.
Shells poured down continuously.
After the artillery fire plowed the ground, the Little Devils launched another attack.
Wang Ye recovered from the shelling and saw the two players beside him lying on the ground, lifeless.
Fresh blood flowed on the ground.
At this moment, the Little Devils charged over.
Seeing this, Wang Ye grabbed the light machine gun nearby and lay on the sandbags, firing at the Little Devils.
After using the Mauser rifle, he now felt that this light machine gun was more useful than any other gun.
Wang Ye was enjoying strafing with the machine gun when a mortar shell flew in from afar.
It exploded right next to him.
Although it didn't hit him, he didn't have a good time either.
Not far away, Zhou Xiaoyi would fire a shot and then lie on the ground to hide for a while.
The audience in the livestream room was speechless seeing Zhou Xiaoyi's fighting style.
"Sister Yi, can you stop being so cowardly? Just go for it!"
"Streamer, your playstyle is so frustrating to watch, I want to take over and play the game for you."
"Don't be like that. Sister Yi is a girl after all. She's been scared silly several times already; it's impressive enough that she can keep playing."
Zhou Xiaoyi wasn't paying attention to the barrage at this moment; the various scares earlier had long since made her treat this place as a real battlefield.
On the flank, a squad of the Japanese Army quietly circled to the edge of the position.
Seeing the Chinese soldiers, they opened fire directly.
The flank attack immediately alerted Zhao Zheng.
At this moment, the side defenses were weak.
But he had almost no soldiers left to use.
He could only send the wounded soldiers who had just been rotated off to block the enemy's attack.
Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?
Zhao Zheng's expression was somewhat grim.
The enemy was several times the size of his company; if reinforcements didn't come, he would have to abandon the position and retreat.
On the other side, the audience in Zhou Xiaoyi's livestream room saw from a god's-eye view that a few Little Devils were walking towards her.
They frantically reminded Zhou Xiaoyi in the livestream room.
"Sister Yi, watch out behind you!"
"Streamer, be careful behind you."
"It's so frustrating; why doesn't the streamer look at the barrage?"
Just then, a figure appeared on the livestream room screen.
Seeing this figure, the audience immediately became excited.
It was Li Yan. He had just arrived here and immediately spotted the Little Devils flanking them.
He threw a hand grenade over.
The sound of the explosion made Zhou Xiaoyi look over. Seeing the Little Devils, her face instantly turned pale, and she felt a lingering fear in her heart.
"Are you alright?" Li Yan asked.
"I'm fine." Zhou Xiaoyi shook her head.
"The Little Devils have flanked us; let's be careful." After saying this, Li Yan stared at the alleyway with a burning gaze.
Seeing the Little Devils poking their heads out, he took them out one by one with his marksmanship being quite exceptional.
The flanking Little Devils saw they couldn't break through.
They threw grenades directly.
At this moment, a grenade bounced between Zhou Xiaoyi and Li Yan.
Li Yan's expression changed. Too late to pick it up and throw it away, he could only throw his whole body onto the grenade.
With a muffled sound, Li Yan was blasted over, rolling a few times on the ground.
Flesh and blood splattered onto Zhou Xiaoyi's face.
This sudden accident left her stunned. When she came to her senses, she hurriedly ran to Li Yan's side.
Seeing Li Yan's intestines blown out, his chest a bloody mess, and his limbs twisted.
Zhou Xiaoyi's face was pale; this bloody scene appeared before her eyes.
Zhou Xiaoyi shouted in a panic: "Li Yan, are you okay? Don't die, please don't die."
Zhou Xiaoyi's eyes turned red, her hands constantly trying to stuff Li Yan's exposed intestines back in.
She hadn't expected that Li Yan would actually use his body to press down on the grenade.
In the livestream room, the audience was also stunned to see this scene.
"Damn, he went straight onto the grenade."
"I didn't even react."
"This guy is too hardcore."
"He could have clearly dodged it, but to save Sister Yi, he threw himself on it."
"It's too tragic, I can't watch anymore."
Li Yan's eyes were wide open, his throat rolling, and he raised his hand as if wanting to say something.
"I..."
Seeing this, Zhou Xiaoyi hurriedly leaned her ear over, crying.
"Tell me, say it!"
"I know... you are different from us; you come from a place without war..."
Bright red blood flowed from the corner of Li Yan's mouth.
Hearing this, Zhou Xiaoyi felt as if struck by lightning, stunned in place.
What does this mean?
The audience in the livestream room was also confused.
Do NPCs even know about players?
What is this situation? Is it an easter egg?
"Can you tell me, did China win..."
Before his words could finish, his hand dropped powerlessly.
The gaze that had once held spirit became completely dim and lifeless.
Zhou Xiaoyi came to her senses, seeing Li Yan, who had ceased to breathe.
Suddenly, she felt a pain in her chest.
Behind her, a gunshot rang out.
Zhou Xiaoyi felt her consciousness becoming blurred.
In her final vision, the Little Devils swept past them.