Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch

Yelang seemed a bit dazed.

There was a reason for his thoughts.

After all, they had been struggling throughout the game, and now their score was lagging behind by more than 150 points!

“Armored-train-gun?!”

On the other side, Yi uttered these words with astonishment.

He charged out of cover without a second thought, brandishing his submachine gun, only to be predictably killed in one shot by the enemy sharpshooter.

Yi quickly chose to redeploy on the armored train, relieved to find that it had already filled up in the blink of an eye.

The vehicle commander quickly drove the armored train straight to the front lines!

Throughout the process, he had his hand on the horn, blasting it loudly throughout the desert.

Yi took control of the anti-tank gun in the second position, feeling invigorated.

Camille Victoria, on the other hand, stood there with wide eyes, looking at the battle behemoth coming in with smoke and blaring its horn. She was awed by the sight.

Her live streaming audience, however, was not just surprised by the armored train’s appearance.

They once again started joking around:

“Lincoln must’ve cheated because he couldn’t stand someone bullying Yi, right?”

“And you said you were just ordinary friends!”

“I said you two were a thing, but you didn’t admit it, now it’s proven!”

…

Camille Victoria didn’t bother with the nonsense in her live streaming room. Instead, she stopped poking needles to score points and looked worriedly at the railroad tracks: “These tracks can’t be dismantled, right?”

No sooner had she glanced at them than she heard two loud booms.

Camille Victoria quickly turned around to see the section of tracks near point D being bombarded with artillery, stirring up a sheet of yellow sand.

Evidently, the opponents had thought of this at the same time she had.

Fortunately, after the sand fell and the smoke cleared, the tracks were still intact, albeit with some scorch marks, indicating they had indeed been bombarded.

Camille Victoria let out a sigh of relief but realized another problem: they had to seize point D!

Even if they couldn’t capture the base, they had to destroy those field guns!

Otherwise, the armored train might not even make it through!

The good news was, more than a dozen enemy players had returned to defend point C, illuminated by another flare Yelang had released. Now, their side was far outnumbering the enemy.

With no better time to strike, they charged from point E towards point D, while the respawned players rushed to point C to support Yelang’s squad.

Caught between two sides, the battle line was gradually pushed forward despite being targeted by the sharpshooter.

The bigger problem was that the armored train had arrived!

The enemies at point D were now being attacked from three directions, causing their casualties to soar.

Especially the armored train that had driven along the tracks, a round of concentrated gunfire instantly destroyed the highly anticipated field guns.

Not only were the field guns destroyed, but the player controlling them was directly blown away and killed instantly.

Afterward, the heavy machine guns, anti-tank guns, high-explosive guns, and even anti-aircraft guns on the armored train were all used to shoot at people.

Support soldiers who wanted to repair the field guns couldn’t even get close!

Furthermore, the constant mortar fire made life miserable for the enemy soldiers at point D.

Camille Victoria clenched her syringe, charging with the team at full speed, reviving fallen teammates with one stab at a time.

By the time they reached point D, their teammates had almost all died once, but Camille Victoria was miraculously unscathed.

“When did my luck get so good?” Camille Victoria couldn’t believe it as she injected another squadmate from another team.

Just as she was thinking that, a sudden explosion in front of her sent yellow sand flying several meters into the air!

A figure fell from the sand, tumbling in front of Camille Victoria.

Without thinking, she stabbed him with her syringe — the action had become almost automatic.

Unexpectedly, the message that appeared after she stabbed the player was not [First Aid +50], but —

[Hit Enemy +44]

[Kill Enemy +20]

[Killed: Battlefield Reaper 丨 Weapon used: Medical Syringe]

“???”

Camille Victoria froze, looking at the syringe in her hand, then at the dead body lying motionless on the ground, suddenly feeling as though a new world had opened up before her.

“This is so much fun!”

She decisively threw a smoke grenade, into the Mazaar station already filled with flying yellow sand and smoke, encouraging her teammates to seize the opportunity to capture the base.

Her teammates didn’t hesitate, using the cover of the smoke grenade to rush straight into the enemy’s position.

With a medical bag in one hand and a syringe in the other, Camille Victoria strode after them, looking for opportunities to stab more enemies with her syringe.

Inside point D, the enemy was already overwhelmed; they fell like dominoes.

Camille Victoria seized the opportunity, rushed into the base building, and killed an enemy with three successive injections.

After completing the attack, she threw a medical bag for herself and charged deeper into the building.

The enemies didn’t want to fight anymore, but Camille Victoria only got more excited, stubbornly performing three consecutive kills with her syringe in the two-story building.

The faces of the dead opponents were filled with confusion.

When point D was finally captured, Camille Victoria had a huge smile on her face.

The audience in the live broadcast room was scared:

“Such a terrifying nurse…”

“Childhood trauma series.”

“My butt aches just thinking about it…”

…

Someone said, “Yi, didn’t you say you couldn’t stand seeing people die so horribly on the battlefield? Why are you being so ruthless now? You’re even chasing them down to kill them.”

Camille Victoria glanced at the live broadcast room in the midst of her busyness and saw this comment.

She replied confidently, “I feel sorry for NPCs, not players. What does that have to do with them?”

“Especially enemy players, the more miserable they die, the louder I laugh, okay?”

When you know that the other party is just a player, no matter how miserable they die, they’ll respawn in a few seconds, pick up a gun and come fight you. How can you feel sympathy for them?

There’s no need at all!

…

After a round of changing hands, they finally took Point C.

In such a short time, the situation had completely reversed: their Ottoman Empire side actually occupied a full 5 bases!

Meanwhile, the British forces of [Burned Boat], where Yelang was, only had Points A and B left at their home base.

Under the pressure of the armored train, they were trapped at home, barely able to move, while Point B was also on the verge of being lost.

This wasn’t their fault.

Although they also had 50 separate players, their average strength was actually significantly better than Camille Victoria and Yi’s side.

Even if their points were temporarily stolen by Yelang, they might be confused for a while, but they would eventually regain the upper hand.

However, the appearance of the armored train shattered their hopes.

It’s not that the armored train was invincible.

But the only things that could threaten it were vehicles, artillery, and elite units like the Tank Hunter.

The problem was that the game had just started, and everyone hadn’t even unlocked vehicles yet, let alone horses and tanks, which were only possible in dreams.

As for the Tank Hunter?

That M1918 anti-tank rifle was still lying on the ground at Point G’s camp.

Despite changing hands twice, not a single player noticed the gun – everyone had no concept of “elite units.”

This resulted in the armored train being invincible at this moment!

The enemy couldn’t deal with this war behemoth at all!

Only headstrong individual players, who switched to assault soldiers and carried anti-tank hand grenades during death charges, tried to destroy the armored train.

But was that an easy task?

Yi, holding the anti-tank gun, aimed at an assault soldier charging straight at them in a straight line, and instead of firing, asked the audience a question first –

“How high do you think this person’s body will fly?”

Seeing the person swinging his arm, about to throw the anti-tank hand grenade in his hand, Yi finally fired!

“I guess it’s as high as a few stories tall!”

“Boom!”

A loud noise, smoke and dust filled the air, and yellow sand splashed.

The pitiful assault soldier was hit head-on by the anti-tank gun, his consciousness instantly leaving his body, while his corpse flew dozens of meters, landing on the yellow sand of the Sinai Desert, like a skipping stone flying far away.

If this were a single-player campaign, he would have disappeared instantly.

But in multiplayer mode, the actual portrayal of gore was significantly toned down, with no terrifying scenes such as “gushing blood,” “indistinguishable flesh and bones,” or “crushed bones.”

At most, the corpse would fly a few dozen meters or the arms and legs would twist into weird shapes like twisted doughnuts.

After the failed death charge, some people on the other side changed their tactics and, like Yelang, tried to find ways to bypass the defense line to steal their base from behind.

This led to the subsequent development of the battle becoming a chaotic melee –

The [Burned Boat Club] professional players no longer tried to command the battle but started raiding and stealing points in small team formations, causing Yi and others massive headaches and immense pressure.

The armored train had to move between bases to put out fires, making it incredibly difficult for them to catch up with a 150-point deficit!

Fortunately, the individual players on the other side had a simpler mindset – they desperately wanted to destroy the armored train.

Even if they died horribly, they wanted to keep coming up!

This allowed Yi to rack up points frantically while their battle score finally caught up and slowly pulled ahead.

…

The efforts of their opponents were not in vain. Even without the help of vehicles, planes, artillery, or elite units, they worked hard and sacrificed, grinding down all of the armored train’s health.

At the moment the train’s health bar reached zero, the war behemoth exploded with a huge bang, its steel armor torn into fragments by the powerful explosion, scattering in all directions, and the bright flames could be clearly seen even at both home bases.

The enemy assault soldiers were overjoyed, shooting wildly into the sky and getting carried away with excitement.

Undoubtedly, their sense of achievement was off the charts!

Unfortunately, this was their last highlight performance.

Before the cheers even faded, the big word “Failure” appeared before their eyes.

— The game was over.

The score for both sides:

[1000:962]

The Ottoman Empire side won a hard-fought victory by a narrow margin of just 38 points.