artillery arc

Chapter 151: Prison (20000 monthly votes for additional updates)

East of Aolaqi City, forest position.

Gregory loudly encouraged morale: "It's just that the artillerymen are gone! Take your Molotov cocktails! There's nothing scary about tanks, just throw them on the back cover!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the enemy tanks started firing machine guns.

In fact, at this time, there was still a distance of more than 500 meters between the tank attack formation and the woods, so the machine guns could basically only hit randomly.

The directional machine gun of the special tank has no way to accurately aim, and can only rely on tracer bullets to correct the trajectory.

But as long as the machine gun bullets are crackling and tearing apart the bark of the birch trees, and as long as the falling wood chips are still greeting the soldiers' faces and falling into their collars, then this machine gun shooting will be a huge blow to morale.

The Fifth Beshensk is another unit transformed from the Skitarii through shortcuts.

Frightened soldiers began to run out of the trenches and run backwards.

Gregory opened the safety of his submachine gun and knocked down two deserters with a short burst of fire.

Gregory fired at their backs, and while shooting, he shouted: "Think clearly! If you resist to the end, you may live, but if you run away, you will definitely die!"

Gregory looked over in confusion and saw the tank with tactical number 422 bypassing the fire and smoke on the artillery position.

More T34s appeared following Car No. 422, firing on the enemy as they advanced.

"Okay, got it, well done." Pavlov put down the receiver, "The east side is also blocked. Two T34s are stuck in the turret. The enemy's shooting accuracy is very high! In addition, just past Stu The card was damaged, and we only have 6 intact T34s left.”

Upon seeing this, the T34 brigade crossed the woods and began to pursue the enemy tanks.

"The Tsar's order! Deserting and surrendering to the enemy are all considered treason!" he roared angrily. "According to the order, all your family members should be killed together, but I am kind-hearted and will only kill the traitor himself! Leave me where I am!"

At this time, the enemy's No. 4 fired a cannon. The shell hit the thickest birch tree in the forest, directly breaking the trunk and causing half of the tree to fall to the ground.

Without waiting for Gregory to answer, the leading car, No. 422, stopped, and then the people on the engine radiator covers of other cars opened the hatch of the tank and shouted something inside.

Grigory ducked under a tree trunk, but while he was hiding two more deserters rushed out of the trench.

Perhaps these Prossen tankers had learned from the experience shared by other units that they should keep their distance when facing the T34 - most T34s hit extremely poorly at long range.

The enemy, who was still aggressive just now, suddenly stopped and then began to reverse.

At this time, a recruit from the 5th Beshensk Regiment asked: "Why is there a person standing behind each tank?"

The tank opened fire, and the armor-piercing shells roared through the woods and accurately hit a No. 4.

Wang Zhong: "All six stations have radios?"

Aorachi City, temporary 151st Division headquarters.

Pavlov shook his head: "No, the enemy tanks seem to be staring at the ones with radio antennas. They must have known that our ordinary tanks do not have radios."

The Prussian tank crew who wanted to shoot with the T34 just after that finally released smoke and chose to retreat.

The retreat of the tank troops caused the skirmisher line following the tanks to also begin to retreat.

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Eventually all the tanks stopped just above the tree line and fired at the retreating enemy.

At this moment, cheers came from the other end of the position, even overwhelming the roar of the enemy tanks.

Wang Zhong shook his head and no longer wanted to comment on T34's weaknesses.

I have to get a Sherman next year. Even if I don't have one, it would be nice to get some M3 Grant Lee. That thing is pretty good as a tank destroyer.

At least every car has a radio.

Pavlov: "The good news is that the attack has come to an end and today is half over."

Wang Zhong looked at his watch and realized that it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Just then, the phone rang again.

Pavlov complained: "The enemy is attacking again, right?"

He picked up the receiver: "Division headquarters, please speak. Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Pavlov looked at Wang Zhong with a bitter look on his face: "The most worrying thing is here. The enemy crossed the highway from our southwest and surrounded us. It seems that they are preparing to launch an offensive on the pasture."

Wang Zhong also frowned: "We originally thought very well. We dug a tank bunker there so that when the enemy attacks, we can drive the T34 in to resist. But now there are only six intact T34s left."

"The good news is that the master workers are repairing the broken T153 on the side of Highland 34."

The master worker at the tractor factory saved my dog's life - Wang Zhong thought sincerely.

Pavlov: "But now the only thing stopping the enemy from rushing into the city is the mine array. The good news is that the mine array we have laid is quite thick. If the enemy has to use artillery fire to clear the road, it will probably take an hour or two to explode. That said, we didn't have to worry about the direction of the pasture until at least three in the afternoon.

“But if the enemy sends out engineers and uses explosive cords to clear mines, there will soon be problems in the direction of the pasture.

"Generally, minefields need to be covered by machine guns and anti-tank guns to prevent enemy engineers from quickly clearing the minefields. But..."

Wang Zhong shook his head and interrupted the chief of staff: "The enemy knows how to smoke, you forgot."

Pavlov looked at the ceiling: "Yes, he can smoke. The Proscenians like to smoke. It would be great if we could come up with something that can see through their smoke." Thermal imaging, but considering Ant's The technical level is probably not that simple.

On Proson's part, they had the Fritz X radio bomb right after the war started. Maybe technology would develop faster than in the real World War II.

Damn it, it won't be like that German game "Panzer Corps 2", where Mei 43s and Huo 262s were flying all over the sky in 229... It was really a hell of a difficulty, and we could only hope that the heavenly soldiers (US military) would save them.

Pavlov didn't know what Wang Zhong was thinking. He followed the train of thought and said, "No matter what, there will be defensive pressure in the direction of the pasture in two hours at the latest. And we have no troops left."

At this time, the phone rang again. Pavlov said "Don't be bad news" and picked up the receiver: "Division Headquarters, speak."

The next moment, he handed the receiver to Wang Zhong: "Popov."

Wang Zhong picked up the phone: "I'm Rokosov, what's wrong?"

"There are two defensive military camps here in the church. Where should they be sent?"

Wang Zhong glanced at Pavlov and replied decisively: "Let them go to the pasture."

Popov was shocked: "Pasture? When they inspected the terrain, didn't they say it was not suitable for defense?"

"Abandon the ranch and defend the houses and streets surrounding the ranch."

Popov: "Are you planning to let the Skitarii fight in the streets? They will be bullied badly by the enemy!"

Wang Zhong: "Do you think I think so? Now the enemy has spread out over the pasture, and there is only a minefield blocking the enemy. If we don't send people to defend this block, they will go straight to Huanglong! After being cut off by the enemy's center, all All defenses will become empty talk!”

Popov was silent for a second and replied: "Okay, I'll let them go to the pasture.

"In addition, the labor camps strongly demand that we send them weapons. They want to personally defend their hometown."

Wang Zhong: "Will they use Molotov cocktails?"

"That's for sure. We've been teaching this these days."

Wang Zhong asked again: "What extra weapons do we have?"

"A fair number of Mosin Nagants, and some shotguns."

While Popov was talking, Wang Zhong heard someone shouting on the other end of the phone: "Just give us something that can kill people!"

Wang Zhong: "Give them guns. If there are still people who want to get weapons after firing them, let them throw Molotov cocktails."

Popov was silent for a few seconds and replied: "I admit, I deliberately pushed this decision to you, but I didn't expect you to make it so easily."

"Because I have seen hell." Wang Zhong replied, "I know how to prevent hell from coming."

"You're doing the right thing. I'm going to arm the ordinary people. By the way, I heard the cannon fire outside stopped. What's the situation?"

"We temporarily repelled the enemy's attack, but the situation was worse than in the morning. We were surrounded and behind bars."

Wang Zhong was very calm when he said this, as if he was stating a very common thing.

Popov noticed this and smiled: "I have only been in your army for less than a month - has it been a month?"

"Just arrived."

"Yes, I just arrived. Then I already feel that it is normal for us to be behind bars and face enemies that far outnumber us. And you will persevere until the mission is completed as before."

Wang Zhong was about to answer and praise Haikou, but he suddenly changed his mind.

This time it seems that the Southwest Front army cannot escape. The enemy's second armored group will definitely bypass Orachi and start running for their lives.

The most suitable retreat path for the Southwest Front would be cut off, and he could only watch this happen.

The brother, father, and good brothers of this body were surrounded in Agsukov.

In this case, Wang Zhongshi couldn't do anything anymore.

Popov seemed to understand everything: "You have done everything you can and resisted heroically for two days - this is the third day! I believe no one can do better than you."

Wang Zhong: "Thank you. Please arm the people and prepare for the worst."

"I will. Over." After saying that, Popov hung up the phone.

Just as Wang Zhong put down the receiver, the phone rang rapidly again, so Wang Zhong picked up the receiver and said, "I'm Rokosov, what's wrong?"

Brother Peter said eagerly on the phone: "Road 217! It's the same sound as the plane where Loktov dropped the radio-guided bomb last time, and there were two of them! Two of them! Two bombers carrying such big bombs faced each other from high altitude. Here we come!”

Wang Zhong: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure that I set the sound array to narrowband mode, sacrificing coverage to improve performance, so I heard it very clearly. It's Road 217! It's exactly the same as the one that almost killed your fiancée last time! Exactly the same!"

Wang Zhong came to the window and switched to the overlooking mode, but could not see the enemy planes - Brother Peter switched to the sound array working mode, allowing him to alert enemy planes further away.

Finally, Wang Zhong saw the two Road 217s and the radio-guided bombs hanging on their racks.

Fritz x!

(End of this chapter)