artillery arc

Chapter 347: The Grand Confrontation of Fate
After Wang Zhong's order was issued, the commander of the annihilation battalion launched all the vortices that were originally hidden behind the high slope into the attack.

The vortex spread out a line nearly two kilometers long and opened fire at a distance of fifteen thousand.

The enemy tanks left behind were hit one after another.

Although the armor-piercing shells of the 100mm gun had limited killing effect on the crew members when attacking the enemy's new heavy tanks, they were surprisingly effective when attacking the Type tank. The tank would catch fire as soon as it was hit, and there were very few surviving tank crew members who could climb out of the tank.

The grassland was filled with the sound of artillery fire, and occasionally the sound of a Proson tank exploding.

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Colonel Busey was in his armored command vehicle, and his adjutant was wearing headphones and monitoring radio communications on the battlefield. Suddenly he said, "The rear guard is calling."

Colonel Busey frowned slightly, picked up another pair of headphones and put them on. As soon as he put them on, he heard someone shouting on the radio: "The enemy is not an anti-tank gun crew hiding in the bushes, but an assault gun! The enemy's assault guns are starting to advance!"

"The enemy's assault guns are killing us! My God, the Panzer III is being destroyed like a toy!"

"Oh my god, we can't penetrate the front of the assault gun!"

"mom!"

Colonel Busey took off his headphones with a complicated expression.

The adjutant kept wearing headphones, picked up the latest identification atlas, turned to the assault gun section and said, "The enemy's assault guns are mainly SU76 and a small number of 57mm gun carriers that we have encountered. These weapons can penetrate the Panzer III tank, but the Panzer III's 50mm gun can destroy these assault guns. We don't have the old Panzer III equipped with a 37mm gun."

Colonel Busey said with a serious expression: "It could be a new weapon. This would explain the loss of our new heavy tanks."

Colonel Busey leaned back in his chair, his upper body swaying with the bumps of the car, thinking with a serious expression.

Adjutant: "The enemy developed new weapons at the same time as us, and they also restrained our new weapons. Colonel, this..."

Colonel Busey coughed and reminded with a serious expression: "Be careful with your words and actions."

The adjutant shut up.

The colonel glanced at him and continued, "Return to Yeisk and immediately report the news of the enemy's new tank destroyer to your superiors. Tonight, you will personally lead a team to collect the defeated soldiers and obtain their first-hand testimony."

"Yes." The adjutant nodded.

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When Wang Zhong arrived at the battlefield on his Bucephalus, all that was left on the grassland were burning Proson tanks.

In the jeep following behind him, Vasily shouted: "General! Be careful of the enemy hiding in the grass!"

Wang Zhong waved his hand.

Enemies hiding in the grass? Are you kidding me, are my highlights fake?

Wang Zhong glanced at the battlefield and thought that his goal of capturing the officer alive would probably not be accomplished. Even if he did catch one, he would have severe burns, and with the current level of medical care, it was hard to say how many days he could live, let alone speak.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew towards me, carrying with it the smell of hot oil and steel, the stench of burning fat, and the smell of a little bit of meat fried in the frying pan until it turned black.

It must be the tank driver in the tank who got burnt.

This is what the battlefield tastes like after a war.

At this time, a jeep drove over and stopped in front of the warhorse. The captain in the car saluted Wang Zhong: "General! The 51st Motorized Company of the st Motorized Reconnaissance Battalion has returned from the mission of outflanking the enemy!"

Wang Zhong returned the greeting: "Thank you for your hard work. How many soldiers are still alive?"

"That's quite a lot. After all, when we outflanked them, only the driver and the machine gunner were in the jeep. There were 15 jeeps in total, and seven returned."

Wang Zhong raised his hand and saluted the captain again: "I salute your courage. Nothing can make up for the precious lives of soldiers, but I promise that every soldier who sacrificed will receive a medal, and their families will be properly taken care of."

After a brief pause, he said, "The living soldiers will also receive medals, I promise."

The captain laughed: "Medals and the like are not as good as vodka, which is more practical."

"Of course, there will be vodka and cigarettes."

"That would be great."

At this time, another jeep drove over from a distance. The captain pointed at the jeep and said, "That's the second company. They are back too."

As they were talking, the jeep arrived in front of Bucephalus.

The second company commander stood up and saluted General Wang, praising him: "This car is great, it consumes little fuel, and runs faster than the best military horse!"

Bucephalus tilted his head to look at the captain of the second company, snorted, and then looked at Bichu.

Apparently Bucephalus was too disdainful to argue with the captain.

Wang Zhong: "How many of you have returned?"

"We tried to get close to the enemy and throw Molotov cocktails, but we suffered heavy casualties and only eight vehicles returned, three of which had their machine gunners killed."

Wang Zhong repeated what he had just said to Yilian.

As soon as he finished speaking, the second company commander said: "We don't have long-range anti-tank weapons. Even if we install a 25mm anti-aircraft gun on a jeep, we can give the enemy tanks a hard time!"

Wang Zhong: "I will consider signing a new aid agreement with the United States and get you some rocket launchers or recoilless guns."

The captain of the first company laughed and said, "That's great. Although it may be a bit disappointing to say this, the things from the United States are really good."

Wang Zhong: "Yes, since it is a good thing, we should make full use of it."

At this time, a Vortex tank drove over. The commander of the tank destroyer battalion came out of the battle room and saluted Wang Zhong: "The report on the loss of the entire battalion has been counted. In the battle to destroy the enemy's new tanks at noon, three Vortex tanks had their tracks broken. We have confirmed the situation by radio. Two of them have completed their own repairs and are rushing to the assembly. One is waiting for a tractor to tow it.

"In the recent blocking battle, five Vortex tanks had their tracks damaged, one had its sight damaged, and the other Vortex tanks in Trinca are still under repair. Now there are 23 Vortex tanks that can operate normally." Wang Zhong: "Will Proson's armored soldiers think of aiming at the tracks in that situation?"

"Yes, it's outrageous." The tank destroyer battalion commander nodded, "Even though they are enemies, they are still worthy of admiration."

Wang Zhong: "Don't admire the enemy. These elite enemies will cause us serious losses."

"I'm sorry." The battalion commander lowered his head.

Wang Zhong waved his hand: "Today we should celebrate our victory. Don't be so dejected. Let's celebrate our victory. Vasily, sing!"

Vasily turned around and said, "Filipov - oh, he's in the infantry and hasn't come up yet. So I have to come."

Vasily took a helmet and raised his head while patting it.

Wang Zhong: "No, what about victory? Why are you singing 'I still have one last grenade'? Let's sing some victory songs!"

Vasily scratched his head: "I really can't think of a song to sing the praises of victory for the time being..."

"Then let's have something festive."

Vasily thought for a moment and began to sing "The Black-Skinned Girl". The cheerful melody was indeed very festive.

Wang Zhong began to clap his hands to the rhythm, and even Busifalas started to move his legs around.

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In the early morning of July 7, in the heart of the Proson Empire, Eagle's Nest.

Emperor Reinhardt put down the documents in his hand and rubbed his Jingming acupoint vigorously.

At this time, the door opened and Giles and two confidential secretaries entered the study.

The emperor frowned. "What's wrong? It's probably not a good thing for a confidential secretary to come to see me at this time. What's wrong with the front line?"

Giles: "There is indeed bad news. The attack on the enemy's Sukhaveli Front in the first phase of Operation Blue did not go smoothly."

"Not going well? Didn't we reinforce the spearhead with new heavy tanks? Didn't it say that it could easily destroy all the enemy's tanks?"

Giles: "But today the enemy deployed a new weapon, an assault gun. We lost four new tanks. When the leading Busse battle group was about to rescue, it was ambushed by more than 30 assault guns and suffered heavy losses."

The emperor sat in his seat and looked at Gilais with a puzzled look on his face: "Assault gun? Our new heavy tanks were destroyed by the enemy's assault guns?"

"This is the report from Colonel Busse at the front. He is the commander of the lead combat group of the Sede Division. And..."

Giles showed a hesitant expression.

Emperor: “And what?”

Giles: "The enemy commander is General Rokossov."

"What?" The emperor stood up, but his leg hit the table and he bent over in pain.

Gil Ace: "So I am hesitating whether to tell you now. I am afraid you will lose sleep tonight."

"Can you let me sleep peacefully without telling me? Our new tanks were destroyed by the enemy, and were even defeated by assault guns!" The emperor came out from behind the desk, came in front of Giles, snatched the telegram from his hand, and began to read.

Giles quietly gestured to the confidential secretary, and the two confidential secretaries left the study and quietly closed the door.

After reading the telegram, the emperor cursed: "Damn Rokossov! He must have made these weapons!

"Raberville said he was in charge of school education because he lost power in the political struggle, but he came up with a new weapon! Let Duke Redwayt come here immediately. I want to question him!"

Giles: "It may not be Rokossov's doing..."

"It must be him!" The emperor interrupted his best friend. "I can feel that he must have done this! I can feel that there is a grand and fateful duel between him and me! It must be like this!"

Gilais was somewhat helpless, but seeing that the emperor was in an excited state, he gave in and said, "How about tomorrow? It's so late today, you can't stay up any longer."

"No! I want to question him right now! Right now, right now! The reason why I stayed up late is because these guys down there are useless!"

Giles immediately walked to the desk and picked up the phone: "Connect to the Duke Redwayci's Mansion."

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Duke Redweci entered the study, carefully observed the emperor's expression, then looked at Gilais and asked with his mouth: "What's wrong?"

Giles also responded by mouthing: "Whatever you want to say."

The emperor questioned: "Your Krat Bureau said that Rokossov lost power in the political struggle and was exiled to school, right? But he developed a new weapon and inflicted heavy damage on our troops!"

Duke Redweci immediately said, "New weapons? There are many reports from the Kratt Bureau, and it also says that Rokossov is in charge of the development of new weapons."

The emperor's eyes widened: "Then why didn't you report it to me?"

"Because the fact that Rokossov was the school principal had been confirmed by other sources, we believed that the two pieces of information were contradictory and ruled out the report without other sources."

The emperor slammed the table. "Now Rokossov shows up with new weapons! You good-for-nothings, didn't you expect him to be able to do both?! It's a waste to have this Kratt Bureau under your name. Let the Kratt Bureau provide me with information directly!"

Duke Redweci looked embarrassed: "Of course, it's possible, but the amount of intelligence provided by the Kratt Bureau is very large, and most of it is inaccurate..."

Emperor: "Then I will organize people I trust to analyze the intelligence of the Kratt Bureau! This agency is directly under me!"

After saying that, he slammed the table hard, causing the cup of water on the table to jump up, then tip over to the side, and the tea inside spilled all over the table like spreading blood.

(End of this chapter)