artillery arc

Chapter 483 Climbing high
On September 9, there were still sporadic battles in the city, and most of the resistance was from the Prosen people wearing Barras uniforms.

There was not a single man left in the Baras garrison.

Those who survived yesterday's battle all collapsed today, because the amount they ate yesterday was so much that they were already beyond help, and they would have died anyway if the Allies hadn't done anything.

A few people who were physically strong and survived could not bear the pain and committed suicide with the weapons in their hands.

At 1100:422 noon, Wang Zhong entered the outer city of Balas in his No. tank.

Yesterday he had seen the tragic scene of the outer city from a bird's-eye view, but today when he actually saw it with his own eyes, he was still shocked - it seems that the bird's-eye view can really greatly reduce the bloodiness.

Maybe it's because when you look down, you have a feeling of being above everything. When playing real-time strategy games, even if there are plasma patches and the bloody scenes are made very delicate and realistic, players will not feel much.

However, it is completely different when viewed from the first person perspective, especially with the extremely strong burnt smell in the air, which further enhances the realism of the entire scene.

Wang Zhong heard the sound of the hull machine gunner vomiting through the headset - that position was originally supposed to be occupied by a mechanic, but now Ant simply couldn't equip each tank with a mechanic, so it was changed to a pure machine gunner.

The machine gunner of vehicle No. 422 was still a new recruit. It was probably his first time seeing such a scene. It’s not his fault that he vomited.

However, unlike Wang Zhong, whose upper body was exposed, the other tank members began to complain: "Damn it, Alyosha, the whole tank smells like your vomit now."

"sorry!"

"When we stop later, quickly get a bucket of water to rinse it off!"

"Yes! I'll get it done later!"

Wang Zhong: "Okay, don't blame the new recruits. This scene is too tragic. I can't stand it. The tanks won't move for now. Alyosha, go down and find a corpse that you like to pee on. You shouldn't be afraid anymore."

The gunner asked in confusion: "Huh? Is that so? I heard that it only works if the enemy you killed peed on you!"

No. Has this rumor spread so far?
Wang Zhong changed his mind and thought, no, the tank destroyer battalion of the 225th Division came along, and they would spread all these rumors.

It’s bad, the 51st Tank Army might also be infected with this problem in the future - no, it’s a tradition.

While Wang Zhong was thinking about this, Alyosha crawled out of his position. As soon as he came out, he saw an even more tragic scene. He immediately began to dry heave, and yellow-white liquid dripped onto the ground next to the tracks.

A stench of stomach acid mixed with the stench of the burnt corpse, making Wang Zhong frown.

Wang Zhong: "Just now when I looked at the impact force through the periscope, I didn't see it directly, right?"

"Yes. General, how come you remain calm when you see this?"

Wang Zhong: "Because I've seen it before, many times, and I'm used to it."

"You are amazing, I want to be like you." said the new soldier Alyosha. Alyosha is a nickname. His full name is the same as Wang Zhong's, Alexei. In Ant, it is very common to have the same name, so the father's name is usually added to distinguish them.

But on train 422, there was no such trouble because everyone called Wang Zhong "General".

Wang Zhong looked at the scene in front of him and shook his head: "Alyosha, you don't have to blame yourself for vomiting after seeing this tragic scene. This is normal. I am abnormal because I am indifferent to the tragic scene. We are fighting today to let our children grow up as normal people.

"In the future, my son will vomit like crazy when he sees this scene, and I will cheer loudly because this is the meaning of my fight."

The tank's internal communications were completely silent. No, the communications of the entire tank unit were completely silent.

Only then did Wang Zhong remember that he had turned on the radio.

It's over. If this happened in peacetime, those VUPs who did this during live broadcasts, such as "forgetting to turn off the microphone while giving a speech", would definitely be questioned as a script.

But now no one questioned it. Everyone listened to Wang Zhong quietly. Even the naval infantry who were resting nearby quieted down and looked at Wang Zhong with their lips pursed.

Wang Zhong: "Alyosha, do what you should do."

"Yes, General." Alyosha jumped out of the car and began to look for an enemy he liked.

The gunner opened the side hatch of the T34W and stuck his head out. He immediately frowned: "Oh my God, it's really different from what I saw in the scope. It's terrible."

Wang Zhong nodded.

At this time, an old woman from Baras appeared next to the tank, holding an empty basin in her hand, shaking the basin and praying for something.

Wang Zhong: "Give him a piece of bread."

The gunner immediately took out the bread stored in the tank and made a gesture as if to throw it, so the old woman raised the basin high, even standing on tiptoe.

It was obvious that she was craving this bread.

The marine infantryman next to him jumped onto the tank, took the bread from the gunner, put it on the old woman's plate, and added his own dry food.

Wang Zhong: "See, we launched the attack just to save them."

At this time, Alyosha came running back, pulling up his trousers, and shouted: "Hey! I found a Proshen man wearing a Barras uniform! He is definitely a Proshen man!"

Wang Zhong: "Okay! Come up quickly, we are going to enter the royal city."————

The situation in the Royal City was much better than outside. Not only His Majesty the King lived in the Royal City, but also the nobles and tribal leaders of Baras City.

They were waiting early on both sides of the entrance to the royal city.

The entrance gate seemed to have been blasted open by a 100mm cannon, and the vortex that did it was parked on the street inside the gate, where the tankers were chatting with beautiful noble girls.

Hearing the sound of the engine and gearbox, the tankers immediately looked over. When they saw the red flag behind vehicle No. 422, everyone was startled, left the noble girl behind, straightened their clothes, and stood at attention.

When No. 422 stopped in front of the tanker, the commander shouted, "Hello, General! Salute to you!"

Wang Zhong: "Hello, I salute you for your bravery. But remember our military discipline. We are not allowed to attack the daughters of local people."

Immediately a noble girl said, "We are voluntary generals!"

Wang Zhong: "Whether you are willing or not. Don't make mistakes, soldiers!"

But Wang Zhong always felt that it was useless. The Ant people were too relaxed in this regard. When fighting in the country, Wang Zhong was very troubled by this matter, because he could not say anything because they were in the same situation. He could only instruct the parish priest of the local church to take good care of a girl if she got pregnant and try to remember the father's name.

Wang Zhong sighed and said to the driver, "Continue along the road and go see the king's palace."

Car No. 422 started again and moved along the road.

Soon, the palace appeared in front.

It looked as if the king's palace had suffered little damage, and even the beautiful stained glass windows were mostly intact.

A large group of richly dressed waiters were already waiting at the palace gate.

As soon as Wang Zhong's tank stopped, an old man with a long beard half-knelt in front of the tank and said, "Welcome, Lord Duke Antekaron!"

Wang Zhong: "No need to be polite."

He climbed out of the tank swiftly and glanced at the marines standing behind the waiters in fancy clothes.

The infantry captain who led the team immediately said, "We have searched them all. They have no weapons, and most of them have not received military training. They don't have calluses on their hands from playing with guns."

Wang Zhong nodded and jumped off the tank: "Take me to the highest point of the royal city. I want to see the city we captured after a day and night of fierce fighting."

Actually, Wang Zhong has another purpose for going to the highest point. Today is September 9th, although it is the Gregorian calendar, but Wang Zhong wants to climb the height to commemorate his real motherland - climbing the height on September 9th, the Double Ninth Festival is a tradition.

As soon as he finished speaking, the half-kneeling old man stood up and said in Ant language, "Please follow me. The observation tower is not far away."

About five minutes later, under the guidance of the old man, Wang Zhong climbed up to the observation tower of the royal city.

This was indeed the highest point in the entire royal city. Even the roof of the palace was not as high as Wang Zhong's current position. The tiles on the roof were all clearly visible.

Wang Zhong looked far to the south.

The main colors of the Baras Plateau are a mixture of green and yellow. It does not have the desolation of the desert smoke rising straight up, nor the abundance of cattle and sheep visible when the wind blows the grass.

Wang Zhong knew from his bird's-eye view that a small group of people from the Barras Free Officers Alliance, including Meier, had just stepped onto the observation deck. He kept his observation posture and asked, "Meier, look at this plateau. What do you think?"

"It's a beautiful sight, General."

Wang Zhong smiled: "In the eyes of the Baras people, their country is indeed different. Although I don't like this scenery, it reminds me of my hometown."

He patted the box on his waist and said, "Here, the black soil of my hometown is right here. One day I will fight back, and no one can stop me."

Meier said nothing.

Wang Zhong continued, "You must also work hard to drive all the colonists out."

"I will," Meier replied firmly.

At this time, Wang Zhong suddenly saw smoke and dust in the south, as if a convoy was coming from the south.

He changed the view and found that it was a convoy of the United Kingdom Army, consisting of Bren machine gun vehicles and Daimler wheeled armored vehicles, which were speeding towards the city of Barras.

Wang Zhong switched back to the naked eye perspective, pointed to the smoke and dust in the south, and said to Meier: "Look, the colonists are coming. But now they are allies. The contradiction between us and Plosson has surpassed the contradiction between us and has become the main contradiction. When the war is over, it won't be long before the old imperialists will show their true colors."

Meier nodded vigorously: "I will keep your teachings in mind. Before the war is over, we will study hard and master the method of fighting them."

Wang Zhong: "Very good, don't let Emilia know about this. She has gone to meet the United Kingdom's convoy."

Meier: "Of course, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)