artillery arc

Chapter 358: Run, Vasily!

Wang Zhong looked at his watch and sighed to Su Fang: "Anyway, I can just prepare the artillery fire two hours in advance, right?"

Su Fang nodded repeatedly.

Wang Zhong turned around and shouted, "Vasily, call the artillery command post and tell them to open fire two hours in advance."

The artillery command post was also built by Wang Zhong by learning from the United States. The United States has a kind of simultaneous bombardment, where artillery units of different levels are equipped with different types of cannons. After coordination, the firing time is different, but the shells fall at the same time.

Because they fell at the same time, the firepower density in the same time period was several times denser than normal firing.

On Earth, only the United States could do this during the entire World War II, and later other countries began to learn from it.

The artillery command post was responsible for coordinating the artillery fire, and it contained a bunch of mathematicians - in that era there were no computers, so mathematicians had to calculate the shooting parameters manually.

Wang Zhong learned from the experience of the United States and set up an artillery command post at the army group level.

For the convenience of communication, this command post was not located together with the army headquarters, and changes in plans needed to be notified by phone.

Vasily raised his head when he heard Wang Zhong's voice: "Two hours in advance, right?"

"Correct."

Vasily nodded and turned to make a phone call.

Wang Zhong looked at Su Fang: "Anything else?"

"No. General, I'm sorry that Miss Ludmilla can't accompany you to the front. If you have——"

Nellie suddenly appeared, stood beside Wang Zhong, and looked at Su Fang with a squint.

Wang Zhong: “What do I have?”

"If you need anything, I mean, if you need to talk to Miss Lyudmila, you can come to me."

Wang Zhong recalled the telepathic communication with the psalmist monk that he had tried before. It seemed to be the first time he spoke to Olga.

Thinking about it this way, things seemed to become strange: talking to the sister who admired him through the mouth of the hymn monk who had always wanted to seduce him, just reading the words would bring up many dirty associations.

Wang Zhong: "I am a pure soldier. I won't think about these romantic affairs when I am on the front line. Brother Su Fang, you are also a priest. The Eastern Saint Church should be a role model in our army in all aspects."

Su Fang nodded: "Okay. Then I will continue to stay with everyone from the Folklore Research Institute."

"Is your job to deal with them?" Wang Zhong asked.

"No, I am responsible for suppressing Song Shi when they bring in something bad." After saying that, Su Fang smiled and left.

At this moment, Wang Zhong had a series of very Cthulhu imaginations.

What bad things have you attracted? Explain it clearly! Can the 100mm guns of the vortex deal with it? What about the B4 howitzers of the borrowed heavy artillery regiment?

It would be terrible if we can’t deal with it!
After Sufang disappeared, Nellie took out a bag, reached out and grabbed a handful of liquid and sprinkled it in the direction Sufang left.

Wang Zhong asked curiously, "What are you sprinkling?"

"Salt." Nellie looked at Wang Zhong and raised the bag in her hand. "Rock salt. It will definitely work. No matter how powerful the evil is, it will be wiped out."

Wang Zhong reminded her: "Su Fang is a high-ranking nun. Don't let the Inquisition find out that you are spreading rumors about the secular high-ranking nuns."

Nellie clicked her tongue, put away the salt, and looked very regretful.

Wang Zhong: "Well, it doesn't matter if it's leaked. At worst I can call His Majesty Belinsky. Don't worry, I'm going to continue the meeting."

Nellie: "Okay. Do you want to prepare a midnight snack for the infantry officers?"

Wang Zhong looked into the room. The meeting was interrupted by Su Fang, and the officers were chatting freely. But seeing that they were all pointing at the photos, they should also be discussing tomorrow's battle.

Looking at the young man - no, his peers, Wang Zhong's expression softened: "Prepare, prepare something rich. After all, some people won't be able to come back tomorrow night."

Nellie nodded.

Just as she was about to leave, Vasily came running back out of breath: "Report!"

Nellie was startled and looked at him suspiciously.

The young officers in the room also stopped discussing and turned to look at the door.

Vasily: "The telephone wires were broken by field mice. The communications battalion is checking the wires."

"Is that what you're shouting about? Field mouse?" Filippov shouted, and all the officers in the room laughed.

Wang Zhong didn't laugh, but said seriously: "The situation is urgent. We can't wait for the communication battalion to fight the field mice. Send out the messenger."

In this era, radio confidentiality was extremely poor. Only the United States experimentally developed frequency-hopping radios that could prevent the enemy from eavesdropping, but the conditions for large-scale equipment were not yet in place.

Therefore, important intelligence in this era was either sent via encrypted telegram via radio or by phone. If these didn't work, people would be sent, and finally, as a last resort, radio would be used to communicate.

Obviously, there is no need for a radio to get from the army headquarters to the artillery command post. The radio has to encrypt the message before sending it, and then decode it after receiving it. It is very tedious, so it is better to send a messenger to run over.

Vasily: "A messenger was sent, so I came back. Just... to report the great deeds of the field mice."

The young officers and soldiers in the room burst into laughter again.

At this time, Yegorov's voice came: "It is normal for voles to bite through telephone lines in the summer. This place is relatively barren. In the black soil of Khazaria, voles are three times fatter than here!"

Wang Zhong turned around and saw Yegorov, so he asked, "Why are you here instead of staying at your division headquarters?"

"You called my soldiers here, can't I come and take a look?" Yegorov asked in return.

This time, because the situation was urgent, after Wang Zhong had informed all units of the decision to attack, he directly called the 31st Regiment and asked them to come over.

Wang Zhong: "Nonsense, what if the enemy attacks?"

"The Prosens won't attack at night. Besides, you called all the company commanders of my infantry battalion here. If the enemy really breaks through, it's not my fault. Commander, you should take the blame!" Wang Zhong scratched his head. "Not really. There is nothing that a tank unit can't attack on the prairie. Besides, tanks can't move easily at night because you can't see anything."

Yegorov spread his hands and said, "Yes, so you see, you also think it's okay for me to come here!"

Wang Zhong: "Okay, tomorrow we will need the armored forces to coordinate, depending on the situation, you can come over and listen. Also, call Brigadier General Eugene of the 225th Division over, his division is basically in place."

Vasily saluted immediately and said, "I will go and call the acting commander of the 225th Division."

Yegorov: "You gave the main attack to your old unit, the 31st Regiment, and only let the 225th Division's infantry launch a feint attack. Doesn't that seem biased?"

Wang Zhong said to Yegorov seriously: "I chose you because this kind of battle requires the troops to have strong personal initiative and every soldier to have the courage to find opportunities alone in the fog.

"I think only the 31st Regiment can fight this kind of battle. The th Peshensk Regiment still needs to practice more."

Yegorov turned around and shouted to the young officers: "Did you hear that? Only we can do it! Don't embarrass yourself tomorrow! You must convey the general's trust to every soldier and tell them that even if they are alone and cannot identify the direction, they must go in the direction of the shooting!"

"Okay!" Everyone in the room answered in unison.

Wang Zhong asked, "Continue to study the photos. Have you figured out what's going on?"

"Report!" Filippov stood up. "Can you ask the locals to come and tell us? There should be many people fleeing to Trinka or even further east."

Before Wang Zhong could reply, Vasily came in and said, "Acting Division Commander Eugene is on his way."

Yegorov: "Hasn't the telephone wire over there been chewed by voles?"

Vasily: "If this breaks too I'll have to call the Inquisitor."

Wang Zhong put his hand on Vasily's shoulder and said, "Don't look for the judge. Go to the church first and call the parish priest. I want to ask him something."

If there are refugees, it is definitely the local church that will be responsible for their resettlement, and it would be a good idea to ask the parish priest.

Vasily turned around and said, "Well, I ran to the side to make a phone call just now, but this time I have to run to the church. Although the distance is not far..."

Wang Zhong: "Don't complain, it's better than carrying manure."

Yegorov said in a cheering tone: "Run, Vasily!"

Vasily ran away as fast as he could.

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"This wall is a low wall," said Ivan, a refugee from Yeisk. "Adults can climb over it. But it's a series of courtyards that don't connect to each other. Once you enter a courtyard, you have to keep going inside until you get to the street."

"Can the wall between the two courtyards be blown up with explosives?" Filippov asked.

Ivan, the refugee, widened his eyes. "Explosives? I don't know how powerful explosives are..."

Filippov: "It's about the same power as the explosives used in mining."

Ivan the refugee looked bewildered.

Yegorov: "Come on, the peasants here have never seen a mine. There is not even a rocky mountain nearby. Look at me, Ivan, how big a hammer can break through this wall?"

Ivan clenched his right fist and said, "We can smash it open with a hammer as big as our fists."

Yegorov cursed: "Why is the brick wall so thick? You might want to bring more explosives."

Filippov snapped his fingers: "Understood!"

At this moment, the sound of a car engine was heard outside the door.

Wang Zhong looked outside the door and saw Vasily leading Brigadier General Eugene of the 225th Division in.

The first thing Eugene did when he came in was to sigh.

Wang Zhong: "What's wrong? There are so many officers and soldiers here. Your sigh will have an immeasurable impact on morale!"

Eugene quickly shut up, and then explained helplessly: "I'm just a mine manager. It's too difficult for you to command a division to attack."

"Your division is just a feint," Yegorov said. "If you really don't know how to do it, just let your soldiers shout 'Ura' in the fog."

Eugene shook his head: "No, no, I have also seen the Proson people. They won't believe this. My troops must enter the city tomorrow. At least we have to cause casualties among the Proson people, and let the Proson machine guns sound and shoot into the fog."

Wang Zhong pointed at Eugene and said to Yegorov: "Our mine manager says he doesn't understand, but when he really explains, he explains one thing after another."

Popov smiled and said, "I think Brigadier General Eugene can command an army group. General, why don't you give it to him?"

Yegorov: "That won't work. The soldiers will have objections. Everyone wants to be under the magician of the battlefield, the undefeated Rokossov."

At this time, there was the sound of an engine outside again.

Wang Zhong: "Vassily, go see what troops are coming in at this time of night."

Vasily stood up: "Okay, I'll go and take a look."

A moment later, Vasily led General Tadeusz, the commander of the First Division of the Melania People's Army, in: "Report, the vanguard of the Melania People's Army has arrived."

Wang Zhong was overjoyed: "You came so quickly?"

Tadeusz said in his heavily accented Ante: "It was the chief of staff who arranged it well."

Wang Zhong: "How many troops are there in the vanguard?"

Tadeusz: "A battalion of infantry."

"Then you should reinforce the 31st Regiment. Come here and I will tell you..."

(End of this chapter)