Chapter 253: Chapter 154: [Tunisian Campaign] American-Style Humor in North Africa (6.1k Double-Length)
Rommel looked unlike a normal person.
And he had just won a victory, why the worried expression?
Was it because of insufficient supplies?
But that shouldn’t be the case; they’ve captured this camp, temporary supplies should be enough, there’s no need to look like this?
Yu Feng couldn’t understand.
But seeing Rommel’s appearance, it seemed like there was something wrong with his body, so Yu Feng took a screenshot of Rommel’s photo and placed it in the livestream.
There were hundreds of thousands of viewers in the livestream, and many of them were talented individuals.
Even with just a photo taken through a car window, some medical professionals among Blue Star viewers began analyzing the reasons.
[Obviously over-fatigued, coupled with water and soil acclimatization issues.]
[Pale complexion, looks like symptoms of low blood pressure.]
[In this condition, the body should have other problems, but a check-up is necessary; you can only see this much from the appearance.]
[Judging by his complexion and exhaustion, the situation is already severe, without timely medical attention, he might collapse at any time.]
[The commenter above is correct, timely treatment is crucial; this condition worsens the longer it’s dragged out.]
[What? In that case, can’t the Allies just drag Rommel to his death?]
[.... There’s nothing wrong with saying that, they indeed can drag him to death.]
[The Allies likely don’t know yet, but the streamer can’t die, otherwise there’s no one to pass information.]
Seeing the comments in the livestream, Yu Feng realized the importance of the issue.
As it stands on the North African Battlefield, it’s fair to say that without Rommel, the Imperial side truly has no one capable of fighting.
Other senior generals’ performance can only be described as mediocre, with quite a few even holding them back.
What’s more deadly is that because it’s nominally to help the Kingdom of Italy, sometimes Rommel can’t help but follow orders from Italy’s side.
For instance, accepting defensive tasks originally belonging to the Kingdom of Italy’s corps, often leading to decision-making interference and missed opportunities.
Yet even in such circumstances, Rommel still managed to turn the tide a few times using maneuver warfare and deceptive tactics.
But individual strength can’t compete with national power, the Imperial side faces severe supply shortages, unlike the unending supplies the Allies receive.
And now, Rommel is experiencing health issues, so as long as Rommel is dragged down or out, the subsequent development of the North African Battlefield is predictable.
This is actually the case.
Rommel, after two years fighting on the North African Battlefield, left due to illness in March, and by early May, the Kingdom of Italy surrendered, being driven out of the North African continent, ending the North African Battlefield completely.
The Empire fought for two years, being the scapegoat for two years.
Nobody expected the Kingdom of Italy to surrender so quickly, lasting only a little over a month before capitulating.
Yu Feng and Blue Star viewers didn’t know the subsequent developments; they only knew that this information had to be relayed, as it was quite crucial, so Yu Feng tried to slow his breathing to appear just like a real corpse.
Though his half-open eyes still fixed on the camp situation.
The enlarged camera in the livestream stayed focused on the camp.
At this moment inside the camp.
After Rommel got off the command vehicle, he watched the soldiers incessantly loading supplies, his face covertly unwilling, frequently glancing towards the direction where the US Army just retreated, but abruptly, a fit of coughing persisted.
His body shook a bit, but after regaining his composure, Rommel’s face looked even more grim.
He turned and walked into the command vehicle.
Clearly abandoning the thought of further pursuit, merely plundering the camp’s materials.
Soon after.
The Imperial soldiers who had cleaned up the battlefield started using flamethrowers to burn everything in the camp that couldn’t be taken away, such as tents, equipment, damaged tanks, etc., not intending to leave even a single part for the US Army.
Yu Feng watched the Imperial soldiers clean up the battlefield in terror.
Fortunately, because he seemed to have charged out of the camp and ’died’ outside, the Imperial soldiers didn’t have time to finish off the outside corpses, quickly leaving after burning everything inside the camp.
And only after a while did Yu Feng dare to move his body.
Due to adjusting his pain threshold to 5%, Yu Feng didn’t feel anything unusual even with an arm torn off, but when he tried to get up, he felt limp all over, collapsing with a thud.
After several unsuccessful attempts to move, comments sprang up in the livestream.
[Lost too much blood, if the pain threshold hadn’t been adjusted, he might have psychologically died from fear.]
[That’s right, stay put, and you might live a bit longer.]
[Don’t move, wait for someone to come, if you’re lucky, you might say a few last words...]
Following the comments in the livestream, some viewers realized it was due to excessive blood loss.
Thinking about it makes sense.
With a whole arm torn off, it’s already a miracle he hasn’t died after lying there for so long.
If he tried to stand up and move, he’d probably die immediately.
Seeing the comments, Yu Feng didn’t dare to move recklessly anymore, although the pain was dulled, there was no sensation, yet his controlled body, once the Imperial soldiers left, relaxed his spirit, already starting to feel drowsy.
He couldn’t help but silently curse, damn... forgot about this.
Excessive blood loss might be it for him.
Yu Feng struggled to lift his head, watching the camp, not knowing when someone would return, the toxic fumes from the burning were also suffocating him.
Trying to relay the information on this side, but his eyelids unknowingly drooped.
The livestream darkened but hadn’t exited the game, seemingly indicating he had fainted.
Yu Feng could only wait in the livestream.
A moment later.
A slight noise started to echo near Yu Feng’s ears, gradually restoring his spirit, arduously opening his eyelids, dimly making out the United States of America flag and chaotic noise.