Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign-Chapter 173 - 133 [Chernobyl] The Brilliance of Humanity, The Flesh Against Nuclear Radiation (3.4k )
Chapter 173: Chapter 133 [Chernobyl] The Brilliance of Humanity, The Flesh Against Nuclear Radiation (3.4k Chapter 2)
"You should at least let me finish explaining the upcoming game content and updates first, right?"
Upon hearing this,
the noise in the venue did indeed quiet down a bit, and several players nodded.
That’s right.
We’ll deal with you after you’re done spilling the beans.
Zhao Ming cleared his throat and said:
"This conference is mainly about the three game series that were not fully discussed at the award ceremony."
"They are the [World War I Series], the [Chinese History Series], and the [World War II Sequel] games."
"However, before that,"
"I need to first promote our newly released Polestar app and Polestar platform...."
In Duan Yu’s stream.
Duan Yu and his followers were focused when Zhao Ming mentioned the three series, but then he shifted to pitching an ad.
Duan Yu felt a toothache just from watching, and couldn’t help but speak to the livestream:
"No wonder people bring knives, if I were there, I’d want to throw one too."
Just as Duan Yu was speaking,
a commotion occurred in the game, and he promptly switched back to the game.
Outside the alley where Duan Yu was, there came the screams of several youths and the cursing shouts of some brutes.
Duan Yu immediately understood what was happening. He grabbed his shotgun and stayed on guard, without making a move.
Such incidents happened in Leningrad every day now, too numerous to manage. He still had about twenty bullets. If he intervened every time, he might run out of bullets in just one afternoon.
And then he would die as well.
The best way was to keep silent, even though the cursing outside got closer. Several brutes and the captured youths passed by the alley.
One of the youths spotted Duan Yu and suddenly shouted:
"Lev! Lev!"
"Help me!!!"
Duan Yu was stunned, then realized that Lev was the name of the NPC he was controlling.
The brute at the alley entrance immediately slapped the youth:
"Shut up!"
The brute with a flushed face then turned and threatened Duan Yu:
"Kid, be smart."
"Or you should know the consequences."
Duan Yu frowned, stood up, and picked up the shotgun:
"Say that again?"
The brute with the flushed face at the alley entrance never expected Duan Yu to have a gun, and was momentarily stunned. At this moment, the youth who shouted ’Lev’ quickly broke free and ran inside.
The other youths around also seemed tempted but were tightly pinned down by the brute’s accomplices.
The Soviet brute with a flushed face took a deep breath while staring at the dark muzzle:
"You’re tough."
"That guy’s yours."
He slowly retreated back, leaving the alley entrance.
But Duan Yu didn’t lower the gun. The youth beside him spoke:
"Lev, they...."
It seemed like he wanted Duan Yu to save them, but Duan Yu said:
"Can’t save them."
"I don’t have enough bullets for that."
After a long while, Duan Yu told the youth to check the alley entrance and only put down the gun after confirming no one was there. Seeing the youth’s face, he recalled and soon realized this youth seemed to be the carpenter’s son at the beginning.
"Where’s your father?"
Duan Yu asked the youth.
After all, the carpenter was decent, though he had fired him. But it was understandable, and he had even given him money which led to an argument with his wife.
The youth was silent for a moment and then said:
"My parents are both dead."
"My cousin too, last month a few robbers broke into our house at night...."
Upon hearing this,
Duan Yu only nodded and said nothing.
The city’s order was already without law and morality; survival depended on who was more ruthless.
It seemed reasonable for anyone to die.
Looking at the youth, Duan Yu said:
"Rest for a while, leave at night."
"I don’t have much food either."
"Try to hide outside the city, wild grass.... can fill your stomach a bit."
The youth was silent for a while, then said:
"Okay."
Thus, the two remained, one leaning against the alley wall, the other sitting head down at the alley’s edge, until dusk fell and the youth was readying to leave. Duan Yu fished out a small piece of bread mixed with wood chips, handing it to the youth:
"Eat."
The youth received it and wolfed it down.
Then he glanced at Duan Yu, turned, and ran into the dark street.
Duan Yu stood where he was for a while, then returned to the alley, tidied up the ammo and some food, preparing to change locations.
This place was no longer safe; he had to find a place far enough away.
After walking a long while, Duan Yu entered a dilapidated house, intending to stay here for the night and continue tomorrow.
After setting everything down, he finally had time to return to the livestream.
At this point, the Polestar official conference broadcast was nearing its end.
As Duan Yu entered, he saw a CG playing and asked the stream followers:
"What’s happening now."
The livestream comments floated by.
[The CG and information for the ’World War I Series’ and ’Chinese History Series’ have been covered; now it’s the other part of the ’Cold War Clouds’ CG.]
[Correct, this CG is called[Chernobyl].]
[It seems like it’s post-’nuclear war’, though not entirely sure, as the background hasn’t been explained.]
[Doesn’t look like ’nuclear war’, there’s still some order, seems organized, maybe it didn’t happen?]
Duan Yu’s eyes widened:
"Goodness?"
"Did they really press that button in the CG?"
After speaking, he watched the CG in the livestream.
It seemed that the CG had been playing for a while; the low music and conversations seemed to indicate that the CG was reaching its end.
The scene was in shades of gray, viewed from a high angle, with an eerie blue light emanating from the remnants of a burning building, conveying a sense of mystery and danger.
Fierce flames turned everything nearby into flowing liquid.
In the sky, helicopters hovered around the burning building, dropping boron and sand over and over again, while firefighters climbed out of fire trucks to battle the blaze, and Soviet workers dug with shovels underground.
Having not seen the beginning, Duan Yu was still confused:
"What are they doing?"
"Putting out a fire?"
Some in the livestream understood, but remained silent while watching the CG, unsure of how to explain. Moments later, a comment slowly appeared on the screen.
[They are using their bodies to combat nuclear radiation, which is hard to believe even though they understand it.]
[Many people might not understand what nuclear radiation is, because on the Blue Star it’s an obsolete energy source. But in the context of ’Earth’, it’s a fatal threat.]
[Based on the explosion range in the scene and the data from the CG’s instruments...]
[Just the air radiation has reached 20,000 roentgens/hour, and 500 roentgens/hour can be lethal.]
[In other words, firefighters battling the blaze might not survive an hour.]
[Even just standing there could cause your body to collapse within minutes, dying in agony.]
[In such a highly radioactive environment, even machines can’t last 10 seconds.]
[But there was just a scene change...a Soviet youth drank a few gulps of vodka and rushed with a shovel to shovel sand for 10 minutes. It’s unimaginable what kind of willpower that must take.]
After the viewer finished, the livestream fell silent.
Duan Yu watched the screen with a serious expression.
The helicopters dropping boron and sand emitted a mournful cry before their steel bodies collapsed like mud, the rotors spinning down into the massive inferno below.
As they fell, the gloves and clothes of the firefighters inside the helicopters visibly eroded and melted, their skin rapidly deteriorating.
Boom—!
The flames engulfed some of them.
But the terror of nuclear radiation had already been deeply etched into the viewers’ minds on the Blue Star.
Because it’s not just a little rotting decay, but the entire person visibly disintegrating in mere seconds....
Due to the chain reaction caused by the accident, workers rushed in to support from all directions, as humans battled nuclear radiation. For the Blue Star viewers, it seemed insane, yet they couldn’t utter a mocking word.
Perhaps this was their only option....
A suffocating sense of despair hit them—such an accident had no good solution, even on a technologically advanced planet like the Blue Star.
How would ’Earth’ handle it?
And the people on ’Earth’ seemed to have no good solutions either.
The scenes of helicopters extinguishing flames, firefighters, and workers merged into the flaming exterior of the building, where soldiers were still working urgently to extinguish the fire.
An official in a suit approached a General and said:
"Have your men get as close to the fire scene as possible."
"Give them as much protection as you can."
"But...even so, they will still be killed by nuclear radiation."
The General across from him was silent for a moment, then looked directly at the official:
"Then I will go personally."
The familiar Soviet military uniform, the familiar lead charge, even knowing the CG wasn’t depicting the Soviet Union from World War II.
But there was still a sense of crossing through time and space.
The scene suddenly switched.
Inside a dim building where workers gathered below, the earlier General appeared in protective gear. Smiling, he addressed the workers:
"Alright, ready."
"Comrades, the Political Commissar and I have already been up, I can tell you."
"I saw the Reaper up there."
"But it’s not frightening; each person takes two shovels, then comes down quickly."
"Remember the protective principles, each group of ten, no more than 40 seconds."
"I’ll go first, then the Political Commissar, Party Members, Young Pioneers."
"The vacation and a sanatorium by the Black Sea are ready."
"For the motherland, forward."
Having finished speaking.
The General in protective gear picked up a shovel, resolutely leading his men up to the building, and the screen gradually dimmed.
The Blue Star viewers felt a chill in their hearts.
What was the outcome?
What happened in the end?
Seriously?! Leaving us hanging at this moment?!
At that moment.
The scene slowly brightened, the haunting, sorrowful musical background playing.
The immense fire had disappeared, and the surviving buildings were barely visible, covered in thick cement. A fire truck and firefighters in heavy protective gear were spraying something.
The broadcast ended.
A suffocating frustration overcame the Blue Star viewers, their eyes going dark.
Damn it?!
What was the outcome?! I want to know the outcome!!!
You cliffhanger trickster!!!
Zhao Ming’s cheerful voice sounded:
"Alright, that’s all for the [Cold War Clouds] CG material we’ve played."
"If you want to know the result, the same words apply~"
"Wait until World War II is over~"
"Next, let’s talk about our update plan for the second half of the year in the [World War II Series]."
"First, after this press conference is over, we’ll launch the [Battle of Midway]."
"And the National War Dungeon [Stalingrad], opening mid-next month for ’celebration day’, as well as the permanent Dungeon [Stalingrad Street Fighting]. Additionally, a new game video contest will be opened."
"Players who showcase exceptional battle performances in the [Stalingrad] campaign are welcome to submit them~"
However.
The Blue Star players on-site were no longer paying attention, their minds filled with ’Where’s my knife?!!!!’
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