Anti-War Game: Starting from Normandy Campaign
Chapter 44: Dunkirk Evacuation

Chapter 44: Chapter 44: Dunkirk Evacuation

"Thank God! We’re saved!"

"It’s the Federation Air Force!!!"

The soldier beside him shouted excitedly.

Bai Xiang also looked towards the distant sky, where planes from the direction of the British Commonwealth were speeding in, heading for the Imperial bombers.

Bai Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face:

"Brothers, we don’t have to die!"

He immediately adjusted the live broadcast room, changing the broadcast title.

[In Dunkirk, now boarded the ship, live streaming the aerial battle.]

Then he switched back to the game, looking up at the sky.

The live broadcast’s bullet screen scrolled continuously.

[Hasn’t this live broadcast title been changed eight times a day?]

[66666, you’re really good at this.]

[No, why are those guys still thanking God?]

[Right, shouldn’t they be thanking the Federation, thanking the warships?]

[The broadcaster’s storyline is thrilling, experiencing everything.]

Bai Xiang watched as the planes from two directions approached in the sky, growing larger.

He watched eagerly, anticipating the moment they would open fire.

But....

Bai Xiang noticed the Imperial bombers were getting larger a bit too fast, his expression changed.

The faster they get larger, the closer they are getting.

Obviously, the Imperial bombers were closer to them.

At this speed....

"Damn?!"

This goddamn thing’s gonna blow him up?!

Bai Xiang cursed inwardly.

He immediately looked around, trying to find a place to hide.

But the small warship was only so big.

If a bomb fell, there would be nowhere to hide. Besides, the warship was practically packed with people; they could only stand on the deck with nowhere to sit down.

They didn’t even dare to think about how many people would be blown up if a bomb landed on the deck.

Bai Xiang looked at the approaching bombers, his scalp tingling:

"Is this game screwing with me?!"

"Are they just determined to kill me?"

The roaring in the sky was getting closer, and the soldiers on the ship realized something was wrong and began to panic, even some quick-minded ones had already jumped into the sea.

After all, on the sea, there’s only this one warship as a target.

It’s way too obvious.

Bai Xiang also squeezed to the side of the railing and jumped into the sea, swimming to the sides of the warship’s sailing direction.

He didn’t know what else to do; he could only stay alive for now.

It was too far from the beach to swim back.

As for staying on the warship waiting to die, that was even less of an option; jumping into the sea at least kept him alive a bit longer.

Bai Xiang had just jumped into the sea and swam a short distance.

Several small black dots fell from the sky.

Under the inertia of the bombers, they dived towards the sea at an angle.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The bombs hit the sea, causing a chain of explosions heading towards the warship. The explosion’s impact caused Bai Xiang, who had already jumped from the ship, to be tossed and turned by the seawater, unable to control his body.

He didn’t know how much seawater he had swallowed.

Although the game was fake, the simulated feeling was real.

The live broadcast’s perspective also swayed along with Bai Xiang’s tumbling in the sea, accompanied by Bai Xiang’s constant coughing, as if watching a drowning person’s struggle.

Just watching it was despairing.

Meanwhile, on the distant warship, soldiers watched the bombs rapidly approaching. They panicked, wanting to abandon ship, but it was too late.

Boom——!!!

A bomb hit the center of the deck, exploding and tearing apart the warship, igniting the diesel on board instantly. A massive explosion spread flames across the entire warship.

Countless soldiers caught in the fire screamed in agony.

After stabilizing himself in the sea, Bai Xiang surfaced and gasped for air, immediately confronted by this scene.

One by one, soldiers engulfed in flames leapt into the sea, while the warship, split in two, slowly sank.

Many soldiers injured by the edge of the explosion were unable to move, their cries of pain echoing, but soon silenced, as those soldiers followed the warship into the depths.

This hopeless scene left the live broadcast room in complete silence.

Splish!

Waves lashed at Bai Xiang’s face.

He felt like he had choked on a few mouthfuls of water.

The sting brought Bai Xiang to his senses.

A few lifeless soldiers’ bodies were carried by the waves, colliding with Bai Xiang. Bai Xiang reached out, grabbing the body of a soldier in front of him, gasping for breath, and tried to float a bit using its buoyancy.

He found the soldier somewhat familiar, upon closer inspection:

"Well...."

"Looks like God didn’t bless him."

Using the buoyancy of the soldier’s body, Bai Xiang floated upward a bit and caught a breath.

He scanned his surroundings.

On the vast sea, besides struggling soldiers and bodies, there was nothing else:

"I might drown here."

After saying this, Bai Xiang looked up at the sky.

By this time, the planes in the sky had begun to chase each other in dogfights.

Bai Xiang’s gaze followed closely.

Seeing that he might drown soon, he wanted to broadcast the last part of the air battle.

Due to the differences in aircraft models, the fight was one-sided.

The Federation’s fighters quickly hit the Imperial bombers, which began trailing black smoke. Seeing this, Bai Xiang said:

"These air forces are not bad, settling it so quickly."

"Pity they didn’t come earlier."

Bai Xiang sighed, looking at the surrounding sea, wondering what to do next?

Livestream swimming?

He’d be exhausted long before reaching the shore.

Suddenly.

The rumbling in his ears grew louder.

Bai Xiang’s expression changed?

Another bomber?

He hurriedly looked up at the sky.

The viewers in the live room were also shocked, dammit?

Another bomber?

Reversal?!

But there was no reversal.

The bomber remained the same Imperial one, still trailing thick black smoke.

Diving towards the sea below.

Just....

Seeing it dive directly towards him, Bai Xiang pushed aside the soldier’s body in front of him, cursing internally:

"F**k m?!"

"Why is it coming at me again!!!"

Bai Xiang frantically flailed his arms, swimming without daring to pause for a second.

He didn’t dare to look back even once.

...

...

Boom——!!!

A deafening explosion echoed.

The blast erupted behind Bai Xiang, with the spreading heat and shockwave rolling over the sea, striking him at the back of his head.

Thunk!

His entire face was slammed into the sea.

The live broadcast screen went black.

Indicating Bai Xiang seemed to have lost consciousness.

But Bai Xiang hadn’t lost consciousness, he just couldn’t control his body, watching himself sink lower and lower.

Suddenly.

A big hand grabbed Bai Xiang’s collar.

Splish!

With great force, Bai Xiang was pulled out of the sea, gasping for air, and the live broadcast screen returned to normal. But both Bai Xiang and the viewers noticed.

The sun in the sky had suddenly shifted from noon to sunset.

Did it skip the idle scene upon falling into the water?

This thought flickered through Bai Xiang and the viewers’ minds, as Bai Xiang heard a middle-aged man’s voice:

"Still alive, alive is good, alive is good."

Then Bai Xiang was pulled onto the boat.

It was only then Bai Xiang noticed it was a middle-aged fisherman who had pulled him up.

The middle-aged fisherman was accompanied by two boys tending to the wounded.

He wasn’t the only one on the boat; there were other rescued wounded soldiers.

And as he looked around.

There were countless fishing boats, each filled with soldiers, advancing towards the direction opposite the sea with the setting sun, leaving Bai Xiang somewhat dazed:

"What’s this?"

Seeing him speak, the middle-aged fisherman stepped forward to steer the boat:

"We’re going home."

A few simple words struck the minds of viewers, stirring up an inexplicable emotion.

Bai Xiang looked around, turning to look back, seeing even more fishing boats behind, each filled with soldiers, heading in the direction away from the sea.

And the live broadcast’s perspective suddenly zoomed high into the air.

The sky filled with the continuous roar of fighter jets, each streaking across the sky and sea, heading in the opposite direction of the advancing fishing boats.