artillery arc

Chapter 502: Heading to Hell (Updated 19/81)

Although he took a romantic break with his wife, Wang Zhong still returned to the Abawahan Air Force Base on time.

On the way back, he also used smoke bombs to guide the 4th Attack Aircraft Regiment to attack an artillery position in Plossen.

After landing, the Air Force Commander personally pushed the boarding ladder over and asked, "How's it going, General? What did you find?"

Wang Zhong: "We found a good landing point. Ask the Navy Commander to go to the Front Command for a meeting. Also, has there been any news from the Front Command during the time I was in the sky?"

"No." The Air Force Commander shook his head. "We only know that we have lost seven or eight frontline positions, and the enemy is advancing deep into our territory."

Wang Zhong: "How many troops have reached the front line?"

"There are military vehicles coming out of the train station all the time, and the bridge across the Valdai River is also full of military vehicles. Troops are moving toward the front line continuously."

Wang Zhong nodded and was about to move forward when he suddenly remembered something and said to the Air Force Commander, "Develop the photos! Then send them to the Front Command as soon as possible. I will personally mark the important targets in the photos!"

"Yes!" The Air Force Commander was almost twenty years older than Wang Zhong, but he still stood at attention and saluted Wang Zhong like an ordinary private.

In fact, this is normal. As Wang Zhong personally went into space, the air force pilots' favorability towards Wang Zhong soared at an alarming rate.

Maybe it was because Wang Zhong was just a legendary figure before, but now he has become a "comrade-in-arms" who sacrificed his life and blood with the pilots, and the distance between them has been shortened.

Just as Wang Zhong was about to get into Gregory's car, a ground crew member called out to him, "General! How about we prepare a reconnaissance plane specifically for you, with a special paint job?"

Emilia said immediately, "This is not good. The enemy will also learn from their experience. They will target the general's special plane for interception. Although my flying skills are first-class, bullets are ruthless. The general may be injured."

Wang Zhong: "Your suggestion is very good. You can paint a reconnaissance plane all red. Red is my representative color."

"Alyosha!" Emilia actually called Wang Zhong by his nickname, "That's not okay!"

Wang Zhong: "Listen to me, when the enemy notices us, we can use this red plane as bait and let the most experienced pilot fly it, so that we can conduct reconnaissance quietly.

"When we are not flying, we can also use this red plane to disrupt vision. For example, when we are going to counterattack, we can use the red plane to fly in the direction of the feint attack."

Wang Zhong gestured and looked at Emilia after he finished speaking: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Emilia stared at Wang Zhong for a few seconds: "You are so cunning, you are actually a villain, right?"

"No, no, no, there is a classical wisdom in Seris that says bad guys will do anything to achieve their goals, so good guys can never beat bad guys. In order to punish evil and promote good, good guys have to be more cunning than bad guys!"

In fact, Wang Zhong did not learn this truth from some profound book, but from Stephen Chow’s movie “Justice, My Foot”.

If you think about it carefully, that story is quite incorrect. In the end, the good guys won the victory by relying on their relationship with the emperor, tricks, and the purest foul mouth.

It's... quite dark humor.

After Wang Zhong finished explaining the truth he learned from the movie, everyone nodded: "That makes sense. In order to defeat the bad guys, you have to be more cunning than them!"

Emilia: "You have convinced me, cunning admiral."

Wang Zhong: “You’re welcome.”

After saying that he got into the jeep.

Emilia jumped onto the seat next to him like a swallow.

Gregory immediately stepped on the accelerator and the jeep sped towards the airport gate.

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At the same time, the 21st tank regiment broke through the command vehicle. Colonel Romanov leaned his upper body out of the turret, took off the tank soldier's soft hat, and let the wind blow his wet hair.

The infantry major who was hitchhiking asked, "I heard that Proson tankers don't need to wear this soft hat, is that true?" "Yes, I've seen their tanks, they are very spacious, and they are more stable when driving, so there is no need to worry about hitting your head." Captain Romanov patted the top cover of the turret, "Look at this thing of ours, it's still a heavy tank. If you sit in a T34, it will shake you so much that you will vomit all the food you ate the night before!"

The major laughed. "I've ridden in a T34 before, and it's really uncomfortable. It's OK on the road, but it's really a physical job to avoid falling off when going off-road."

Romanov and the major laughed together, and then he changed the subject: "Are you going to be the head of the new unit?"

"Yes, I was shot in the shoulder before. Speaking of which, my shoulder was shot on the same shoulder as General Rokossov! But the general was only grazed, while my bullet hit his shoulder blade and seemed to be stuck in the cartilage. I had to undergo surgery to remove it."

The major gestured.

Major Romanov was amazed: "I really envy you. Our tankers are either unscathed or burned to ashes along with the tanks."

The infantry major sang: "Oh, young commander, the head has been pierced by a bullet~"

Major Romanov also sang along: "An armor-piercing shell hits the tank. Farewell, dear comrades~ A crew of four... No, we are a crew of five."

The major of infantry laughed.

At this time, in Romanov's headphones, all the members of the KV tank laughed.

Although it was a sad song, the two majors sang it with great fearlessness, which was no less than Prossen’s war song.

Yes, that's the song "Only the loyal chariot can give us a steel grave."

At this time, the sound of artillery shells exploding was heard from the direction of advance. Although it was daytime, the light of the explosions still illuminated the dark clouds covering the earth again and again.

The flash was like lightning, and the rumble of the cannons was like thunder before a storm.

Romanov looked ahead and sang at the top of his voice: "The young commander, his head has been pierced by a bullet ~ his eyes will never open again ~"

All the tank drivers sang together: "The armor-piercing shell hit the tank. Farewell, dear comrade~"

Even the infantrymen on the tanks sang along.

On both sides of the road, there were also infantry troops advancing towards the "thunder and lightning" in the distance, and they were all looking at the tanks that were constantly "overtaking".

Suddenly, a foot soldier shouted, "Davarish! Beat up the Prosens for us! We'll be there soon!"

"Don't kill all the enemies! I know how powerful you are!"

"Yeah, leave some for us infantrymen! We have to eat soup every time because we can only go up there on foot!"

"Don't sing such a sad song! Sing something more uplifting!"

Then the infantrymen started singing "The Last Courage": "Damn it, I still have one last grenade!"

Romanov patted the top of the tank's turret. "How can we lose to a peasant? Come on, speak louder! The young commander's head has been shot through..."

The chaos lasted for a while, and it only stopped when the tanks finally surpassed the infantry.

At this time, the infantry major said, "My position is ahead. Look, there are people waiting to pick me up on the side of the road."

"Okay, stop the car!" Romanov shouted.

The tank stopped perfectly in front of the man who came to pick up the infantry major.

The major jumped out of the car, turned around and saluted Romanov: "Forward, Davarich!"

Romanov returned the greeting: "See you in Prosenya, Davarish!"

(End of this chapter)