artillery arc

Chapter 517 We Are Not Going Anywhere

At the farm machinery station, Hansen, the commander of the 3rd Battalion of the 20th Armored Grenadier Division in Plossen, raised his head. This action caused a layer of dust on his head to fall down the brim of his hat like a waterfall.

"Arrow!" he shouted, "The bombardment is over, the enemy will surely come up! It is impossible to bombard without attacking in broad daylight!"

The Plossen armored grenadiers immediately took action and rushed to their battle positions from their positions sheltering from the artillery fire.

There was a machine gun firing point next to the battalion command post. Two machine gunners rushed into the bunker. One turned over a tripod that had been overturned by the artillery fire, while the other quickly pushed a sandbag that had been blown off course by an artillery shell back to its correct position.

Finally, they took the machine gun out of a wooden box buried in the ground. This way of storing it saved them from having to carry the heavy machine gun from the anti-artillery position, and they also didn't have to worry about the delicate parts of the machine gun being damaged by artillery fire.

The two machine gunners had just worked together to set up the machine gun when they were hit by something.

Battalion Commander Hansen stared at the fallen machine gunner with wide eyes. He only heard the biubiu sound of bullets hitting the sandbags.

After a brief hesitation, he thought of the most terrifying possibility and shouted, "Silent weapons!"

Rokossov's troops are equipped with new silent weapons. From the time this weapon was first confirmed in July this year to now, only the guards of "Prince" Rokossov will use this weapon on a large scale.

Battalion Commander Hansen continued to shout: "We are being attacked! The enemy is using silent weapons! The document issued by the headquarters mentioned that if you listen carefully, you can hear a very subtle sound, like a whip hitting a horse's butt!"

After the battalion commander shouted, he heard gunshots, but they were not the whip-like sounds described in the headquarters documents, but the sounds of the Plossen machine gun tearing canvas.

This was followed by the sound of a grenade exploding.

Battalion Commander Hansen shrank his neck and looked around in horror. Because there was no enemy gunfire, he felt that his troops were fighting against the air - no, fighting against ghosts.

Then he heard the Ant language, not far away from him.

Every hair on Captain Hansen's body stood up and the entire back of his head felt numb.

Ant's elite infantry is nearby! The sound of their voices means they are no more than 50 meters away!
The next moment, the red flag appeared.

The flag of the Ant Army has been used since the war with the conqueror until now. It is a combination of blue and white. Only Rokossov's Guards use this blood-red flag.

1st Guards "Red Flag" Mechanized Infantry Division!
There are many legends about this red flag circulating in the Prosin Army. Some say that Rokossov dyed it red with the blood of sacrificed soldiers, while others say that he dyed it red with the blood of his enemies.

No matter which one it was, the blood-red flag was now flying before Captain Hansen's eyes, fluttering in the wind.

Then a soldier holding a submachine gun with a thick barrel appeared!

At this time, Battalion Commander Hansen was already gripped by fear, so he always felt that the Ant soldier's eyes were burning with fire.

He always felt that he was being burned by a scorching gaze, gradually rotting and turning into soil.

At this moment, this proud officer of Plossen, the old Junker nobleman, the tough guy who had never doubted the legitimacy of the war reason of "ensuring living space", felt for the first time that this war might be wrong.

This was the last time he thought of this.

The Ants raised their hands and fired their thick-barreled weapons. The sound was exactly as described in the instructions issued by the command, like a whip hitting a horse's butt.

However, the frequency of the whipping was so high that I was afraid that all the hair on the horse's butt would be beaten off.

Battalion Commander Hansen felt like he was hit by countless heavy punches. He could even feel his bones breaking under the impact and his flesh being crushed.

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After Filippov opened fire, he realized that he seemed to have killed a high-ranking official.

"Sukabulie!" he cursed.

The new recruit who rushed up with him asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

Filippov: "I think I killed a high-ranking official. That's it. Stop asking for too much information."

As he said this, he jumped into the hiding place where the senior officials were, and ran into a man dressed as a staff officer. He subconsciously pulled the trigger.

"It's bad!" This shout occurred at the same time as the bullet hit Staff Officer Prossen. The bullet from the thread cutter was extremely powerful, and the staff officer's chest was directly dented. He knew without even having to confirm that he was definitely not going to survive.

Filippov released his grip on the trigger and shouted to the others in the command post: "Stop resisting! I don't want to kill anymore! If you kill again, I will write a self-criticism!"

After he finished shouting, he remembered that these people probably didn't understand Ant language, so he shouted in Proson language: "Put your hands up! Surrender your guns and you won't be killed!"

There were still three people left in the command center, one of whom should be a guard with only the rank of private first class. Everyone raised their hands and was very obedient.

Filippov: "Now face the wall and put your hands above your head and place them on the wall."

The Plossons did all they were told.

Filippov tilted his head slightly and said to the recruit, "You, go collect the documents, lest they take the opportunity to destroy them!"

The recruit immediately stepped forward and took all the documents swiftly.

"Map! And map! The map is the most important!"

Filippov was in command. At this time, the new recruits actually blocked most of Filippov's shooting range. If the Prosen people wanted to cause trouble, they would most likely succeed now.

But the two Plosson officers kept their hands on the wall obediently, with no intention of doing anything. The private first class wanted to move, but after looking at the two officers, he decided not to move.

Perhaps according to Officer Plossen's code of conduct, if one arrives at the POW camp, one must actively escape, which means being in the POW camp, and now it is obvious that he has not arrived at the POW camp.

After the recruits put away their belongings, Filippov gave another order: "Tie them up with ropes and take them back for interrogation! If you can't catch this senior officer and this man who looks like an adjutant, you can just catch these two!"

"Where do I get a rope..." The recruit looked embarrassed.

Filippov: "Can't you unbuckle their belts? And take down their pistols at the same time."

"That's right."

At this time, there was a noise nearby. Filippov turned around and saw his comrade Mikhail holding a red flag and coming over: "Filippov! It's almost solved! There is still one room where the enemy is holding out. We are waiting for their machine guns to change barrels."

Filippov immediately looked in the direction where the machine gun sound came from: "Is it that direction?"

"Yes, it seems to be the office of the chief engineer of the agricultural machinery station. There is a machine gun blocking the stairs leading up."

Filippov: "Let Alexei throw the explosive pack up."

"Alexei died," Mikhail said. "And Sergei died too. All the good bomb throwers in our company are dead. Now no one can throw the explosive packs up. It's not easy to throw grenades through the windows in that place. We can only wait for them to change the barrels."

Filippov muttered to himself, "If it was Vasily, he would... Mikhail, pass my order, build a cabinet or something under the room, raise the explosive pack, and lift the floor under the machine gunner's feet!"

Mikhail was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Yes, it can be done this way, I'll go blow it up now."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away carrying the red flag.

When Filippov turned around, he saw that two of the three prisoners were naked, with their pants sliding to the ground.

The third one was obviously very shy, and it was not very smooth for him to unbuckle his belt.

Filippov looked at the underwear of the two Proson officers and couldn't help but say, "Why do soldiers wear pink heart-shaped underwear? If the soldiers see this, their morale will be ruined."

The two Plosson officers didn't understand, so they didn't respond.

The recruits burst into laughter.

At this time, the sound of explosive packs exploding was heard in the distance, and the continuous sound of machine gun fire also stopped abruptly.

The entire position fell silent.

Filippov turned his head to look outside, listened carefully, and confirmed that there was no gunfire in the entire position. Then he put down the thread cutter, took out the signal gun, and began to load the signal flares.

At this time, Mikhail came running back: "It's solved! The entire agricultural machinery station and the repair shop next to it are ours! Send a signal quickly."

After Filippov loaded the flare, he raised his gun high and pulled the trigger.

The bullet rose into the air, leaving a trail of smoke behind, exploded in the air, and turned into red stars that slowly drifted down.

After firing the signal flare, Filippov put away the signal gun and asked Mikhail: "Did you see the priest?"

"No." Mikhail's expression fell. "Maybe he died. I'll ask everyone to look for him."

Filippov nodded.

The recruit shouted, "Report, all three of them have been tied up! They are absolutely secure!"

Filippov: "Okay! I'll give you a new mission. Run and deliver the documents we just seized. Deliver them directly to the commander."

"Yes!" The recruit carried the thread cutting machine on his back, hung the seized briefcase in front of him, rushed out of the command shelter and dived into the rain.

Filippov shouted, "Prepare the defense line immediately! The enemy's counterattack may arrive soon! Also, see if the enemy's equipment can be used."

A sergeant ran over and shouted to Filippov: "We have captured a mortar! There are 20 shells!"

"Okay, I remember Pietro will use the mortar, let him take charge."

"He's injured and has been sent away on stretcher bearers," the sergeant replied. "No one of us knows how to use mortars anymore, so I came to ask you, Commander Davarish."

Filippov took a deep breath and said, "As long as you hit the primer hard, the mortar shell will be activated and can be thrown out directly as a bomb. Bring me 20 rounds and I'll throw them."

"Ok."

The sergeant ran away, and the battalion chaplain stumbled out of the rain and rushed into the battalion bunker: "Damn, I almost thought I was going to die."

As he said this, he pulled out a Luger pistol. "Look, I captured it from the Plosson man. I smashed his head with my helmet. Damn, I feel like this is different from any of our previous battles!"

Filippov snorted. "What's the difference? Can it be more tragic than Loktov? We were left with only a few hundred men in Loktov. We will stay here until the general launches a counterattack and defeats the Prosens! We are not going anywhere!"

(End of this chapter)