artillery arc

Chapter 409 The Air Force Never Disappoints

At the same time as Antefontaine's 40th Army was attacking, countless parachutes were slowly falling like dandelions over the vast grassland near the headquarters of the th Army of Plossen.

Under each parachute was a gasoline barrel cushioned by sandbags, which was the fuel dropped by the Plossen Air Force to the Tenth Army.

Admiral Poke personally came out of the tent and looked at the "dandelions" slowly falling from the sky.

"Damn it," he cursed, "How could the air force drop the missiles so far off target? Many of them have drifted several kilometers away - at least several kilometers away!"

The Air Force Colonel Liaison Officer standing next to Admiral Polk replied awkwardly, "It was windy today. The command of the air group reported severe turbulence before the airdrop, so we had to slightly increase the drop altitude."

Admiral Polk glanced at the Air Force colonel and said, "You only know how to increase the drop altitude. If there is anti-aircraft firepower on the ground, increase the drop altitude. If there is wind and turbulence, increase the drop altitude as well. If you are intercepted by enemy aircraft, give up the drop and run away to save your life!"

The Air Force colonel was about to speak when the ground observer shouted, "Look!"

Everyone looked up hurriedly and saw eight white trails flying from the east, rushing towards the Junkers transport planes that were dropping supplies.

The Air Force colonel looked very nervous: "Oh no, Iron Anne (the nickname of the transport plane) doesn't have much self-defense firepower, where are the escort fighters?"

Admiral Poke: "You asked me? You, actually asked me?"

The colonel was very embarrassed: "Uh, I was talking to myself. Maybe the fighter planes are at a higher altitude, so they can rush down while the enemy planes are attacking the transport planes."

Admiral Poker: "So you used the transport plane as bait?"

"Uh...yeah."

The Admiral shook his head: "That's the way the Air Force is."

At this time, a barrel truck drove over, and the officer on it jumped off and saluted Admiral Polk: "I have received the Air Force communication. Because of the obstruction of enemy aircraft, all the loads will be dropped at once."

Admiral Poke snorted and looked up at the sky: "At least it was thrown down."

Then he saw a transport plane dropping out a series of supplies. Because the interval between drops was too short, the parachutes of the supplies seemed to be tangled together, and the whole thing fell to the ground in a ball.

The smoke and dust created when it landed was similar to that of a heavy bomb dropping.

Admiral Poker waited for a few seconds, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no open flames: "At least there's no fire."

The Air Force colonel swallowed, obviously worried as well.

Soon another barrel truck drove over, and the officer on it reported without getting off the truck: "When we arrived, the oil barrels were almost leaking. General, please protest to the Air Force. This is the oil we need to launch an attack tomorrow!"

Admiral Polk turned to look at the Air Force liaison officer: "Did you hear our protest?"

A group of senior officers from the army headquarters, plus messengers on two barrel cars, looked at the air force colonel.

The colonel nodded. "I heard it. We heard it. I'll write it down in the summary of experience."

At this time, the air battle in the sky had already begun, and the Ante fighter planes rushed into the fleet of transport planes.

Immediately, a transport plane's engine was ignited, and it deviated from its flight path and crashed to the ground with flames. The thick smoke drew an arc in the sky, like a rainbow that had been dyed black.

Suddenly, the fire burned off the wings of the plane, and the plane, which was originally falling slowly, suddenly fell headfirst to the ground like a head start.

At the same time, more transport planes broke away from the formation and slowly slid toward the ground.

At this time, the Proson fighters finally appeared. As the air force colonel said, they dived down from a high altitude, swooping down on the enemy planes like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit. In the blink of an eye, there were several more fireballs falling to the ground in the air.

Admiral Poker shouted, "Hurry up and recover the cargo that has landed, or else the enemy planes falling from the sky will set the grassland on fire!"

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At 21 on the 2100st, Wang Zhongcai received the battle report from the 40th Tank Army.

Of course he had made occasional radio calls to make sure the attack was going well.

But there was no report from the front line, so he couldn't show it, so he could only pretend to be anxious and walk around the radio team.

After Pavlov finished reading the telegram, Wang Zhong immediately stopped pretending and said what he had carefully thought about: "We have successfully defeated the enemy's second infantry division. If we let the artillery advance and prepare to continue to attack the enemy's next division's position, we may be counterattacked by the enemy's armor."

"Well, that's possible," Pavlov said. "Then you see--"

Wang Zhong: "We will push the tank destroyers and anti-tank guns to the front and attack the opposite side together with the tanks of the 40th Tank Army."

Vasily clapped his hands: "Let's play defense and let the enemy see the power of the empire's iron wall!"

Popov asked worriedly, "What if the enemy doesn't counterattack? For example, they don't have time to complete the counterattack preparations? Wouldn't they miss the opportunity to destroy another enemy division in vain?"

Pavlov: "According to the report of the 40th Tank Army, although they did not encounter strong anti-tank fire, a considerable number of tanks still broke down due to mechanical failures during the attack.

"They are still counting the number of tanks that are currently operational. I don't think it's very optimistic."

Wang Zhong made the decision and said, "Let's ambush the enemy. Don't be greedy. If we run into Proson's armored counterattack during the attack, the losses will be great. Although we are not convinced, the quality of the enemy's armored soldiers is far superior to ours.

"So we can't engage the enemy head-on. We should ambush them if we can, and launch a surprise attack if we can."

Pavlov: "Don't convince us. We all know how you fight. The ambush position - you want to choose it yourself?"

Wang Zhong then realized that he could choose the ambush position himself, and quickly put on a serious expression: "Of course, I have always planned to do so. This will ensure the best ambush effect."

Popov said, "I think I can trust the ability of the lower-level commander. We can't rely on you to fight alone."

Wang Zhong subconsciously wanted to refute, but immediately felt that Popov was right and that his subordinates should always be given the opportunity to practice.

He thought for a moment and said, "Then appoint Yegorov of the 1st Guards Mechanized Infantry as the commander-in-chief of the ambush, and Eugene, the acting division commander, as the deputy commander-in-chief. Let them practice the skills they have learned from me."

Pavlov: "In fact, in terms of ability, Eugene is more suitable for commanding an ambush."

"But Eugene is a brigadier general. It's inappropriate to let Yegorov, a major general, be his deputy," Popov said.

Wang Zhong: "Just as I said just now, if Yegorov has self-knowledge, he will let Eugene be in charge of digging tank bunkers. Also, let the 40th Tank Army stop advancing and don't rush into the enemy's anti-tank positions blindly. The next line of defense has not been plowed by artillery."

Just as he finished speaking, another idea flashed through his mind, so he added an order: "Let the reconnaissance troops move forward, the teams carrying radios will engage the enemy covertly, and the snipers will all move upwards and try to find out the camouflaged anti-tank positions on the next line of defense."

When giving this order, Wang Zhong felt like he was playing "WarGame: Red Dragon" again. The main force was crouching at the maximum distance to engage in fire with the enemy, while the reconnaissance force was quietly moving forward along the tree line.

Wang Zhong made up his mind that if the enemy did not attack tomorrow, he would launch a limited attack and defeat at least one regiment of the Prosen people.

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(End of this chapter)