artillery arc

Chapter 525 "Let Her Beat the Proson Devils"

West bank, landing site No. 1.

Private Zaitsev of the Marine Infantry suddenly patted the shoulder of the old sergeant Malov who had been accompanying him: "Look! A group of girls are coming over on the pontoon, and there is one wearing a maid outfit."

"What? There's someone wearing a maid costume?" Malov had obviously never seen anyone wearing a maid costume on the front line. He stopped digging and turned around to take a closer look. "It's really a maid costume. How can a girl who hasn't even graduated from the tenth grade go to the front line?"

Ant's tenth grade school uniform is maid uniform for girls. If you see a group of maids taking photos on the street, it is not some master's servants doing team building, but tenth grade students on a spring outing.

As they were talking, the girl in maid outfit had reached the west bank. The engineers on the pontoon looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the officer in charge. The officer shouted something to the girl in maid outfit and kept waving, apparently asking her to come back.

I don’t know what the girl in maid costume said in reply, but the officer suddenly stood at attention and saluted her.

Malov pushed his military cap and said, "This is weird. Let's go and take a look."

After all, it was still rest time, and the naval infantrymen spontaneously helped to repair the fortifications.

Malov said hello to the company commander and took Zaitsev to the beach.

At this time, the naval infantry who learned that the girls had crossed the river gathered together. The field nurses of the naval infantry units were all male nurses. Because they had not suffered major losses, there was not a big gap in male nurses, and they did not supplement with a large number of female nurses.

If it were other troops, they might have become accustomed to female nurses or even female snipers.

Malov heard some young men shouting, "Girls, you've come to the wrong place. You can't dance here!"

Then an old woman with the rank of captain shouted, "You'd better keep your mouth shut, young man, or if you get hurt, my girls will be the last to carry you!"

This immediately aroused a roar:

"Did you hear that? I'll carry you on my back for the last time!"

"When the fight starts, stay back, Alyosha, because you'll be the last one to carry me!"

The young man named Alyosha was still stubborn: "Humph, look at the size of these girls, I'm so heavy, they can't carry me, it's Andrei from our team who has to carry me!

"Or I can just lie on a stretcher!"

At this time, Malov finally came to the nurses and glanced at the labels on their bodies: "Well, they are all qualified field nurses, there is no problem. But Mammy, what's wrong with the girl at the end of your team? She is still wearing the tenth grade uniform!"

Maloof really wears the maid outfit as a school uniform.

Just as the nanny was about to speak, the "10th grade girl" stepped forward and looked at Malov: "My name is Nellie. I am General Rokossov's childhood playmate and his current personal orderly. I am here to replace Ms. Lyudmila Vasilyevna Rokossovna who was originally going to cross the river.

"Ms. Rokosovna has been temporarily appointed to join the Arrow Squad as a prayer hand to protect the supply center across the river, so she cannot come and fight alongside you.

"As her representative, my mission is to tell everyone that you have not been abandoned. General Rokossov will not abandon anyone."

Everyone looked at each other.

Malov asked on behalf of everyone: "Are you really General Rokossov's playmate?"

"Yes, my family has been serving the general's family before the civil war. Of course, now my whole family are workers employed by the general. As far as I can remember, I have been living with the general and his wife." Nellie said aloud.

Malov took a deep breath and turned to shout to the gathered marines: "Okay, now the situation is clear. The general wanted to send his wife over, but she has a more important military mission to protect our supply station!

"So the Madam sent the general's playmate of the same age over here! She will fight with us! So those who gossip can shut up! The general has not abandoned us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chaplain from the Marine Infantry Corps stood beside Malov and refuted: "You are wrong. We are not fighting for the general. Of course, we have to admit that General Rokossov is a very charming general, but we are here because Mother Ant needs us. We are here to win the final victory!"

The priest's words were agreed by everyone. Then he turned around and held out his hand to Nellie: "Please go back and tell the general and his wife that we don't feel abandoned. We are fighting for Mother Ant."

Nellie: "I am also fighting for Ant's mother. I am already eighteen years old. You can't deprive me of my rights."

The priest looked at Nellie again: "But what can you do? You are not even as tall as Mosin-Nagant!"

Nellie: "I also learned field first aid. I can throw grenades and fire machine guns. I can also use a rifle. When the general and the former crown prince went hunting, I was the one who shot the rabbits and then secretly gave them to the hounds to bring back."

The whole place suddenly fell silent.

The priest was so confused that he said after a long pause: "But you are not even as tall as the shotgun!"

"That's not important." Nellie frowned, clearly showing her displeasure.

Sergeant Malov patted the priest on the shoulder and said, "Well, since she is so accurate, give her a Mosin-Nagant and let her shoot the Plosson devils!"

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At the same time, Plossen's 9th Army Headquarters of the Central Army Group.

Because of the offensive launched by the Western Front on the 25th, the atmosphere in the entire headquarters was very tense, with staff officers everywhere shouting "I can't hear you" into the microphone.

In order to receive the telegram as soon as possible, the army's communications battalion simply opened the door to the telegraph sending and receiving room, and the rapid beeping sound poured into the headquarters from there.

Commander General Walter Mendel asked sharply: "So have you figured out how many breakthroughs the enemy has made?" The Army Chief of Staff: "Six have been confirmed. The most deadly one is the landing site north of Shostka. The Ante troops that landed here are encircling the rear of Shostka and can cut off the railway line at any time."

Walter Mendel demanded, “Where are the armored units closest to this breakthrough?”

"In Movka, the 67th Armored Division is resting here. They only have half of their normal tank strength because the other half of the tanks were sent to the factory for long-term repairs. As of this morning, they reported that they still have 31 Panzer IIIs and Panzer IVs in combat readiness."

Mendel: "Movka..."

Mendel adjusted his monocle, found the village, and then ran his finger eastward along the road that passed through the village until he finally stopped at Shostka.

Mendel: "Mobilize the 8th Panzer Division immediately to advance toward Shostka along the road through Movka and destroy any ANT units they encounter."

The chief of staff hesitated: "This... is it really a good idea to give such a vague order? At least tell the 8th Armored Division what kind of troops they might encounter, right?"

"Do you know which troops landed north of Shostka?" Admiral Mendel asked.

The Chief of Staff shut up.

No one knew that due to the Western Front's unreasonable all-out offensive and the fact that every unit that came into contact with the enemy was desperately exaggerating the attacks they were suffering, the Ninth Army Headquarters now didn't even know how many ANT units were attacking it, let alone figuring out the numbers and composition of these units.

Admiral Mendel put his hands behind his back and looked at the map: "This kind of attack is against the art of war! Military common sense is to concentrate troops in key areas to make a breakthrough, and then set up an auxiliary attack direction on the other side of the front to implement a pincer attack.

"It is so unartistic to launch an all-out attack like this and disperse the troops meaninglessly across the entire front."

Mendel was silent for a few seconds, then cursed: "The key is that it actually works."

As soon as he finished speaking, the staff officer rushed over from the telegraph receiving room with a telegram: "Report, Ante's troops were found in the direction of Kalinka!"

"What?" Mendel exclaimed, "Isn't that our rear area? How come there are troops there?"

The army chief of staff was very calm: "It is possible that they broke through the 48th Army's defense line. The Ants are attacking on all fronts and are familiar with the terrain. They opened many small breakthroughs at the junction of our different units."

Mendel: "Where are our rear combat divisions?"

"The telegram was sent by the combat division in the rear," said the staff officer who brought the telegram. "They can't stop the Ante troops. The railway line is in danger."

Mendel: "Where is the nearest armored unit?"

"There are no armored units nearby," said the Chief of Staff.

Mendel: "Are there any panzergrenadiers nearby? There must be some troops resting, right?"

"The 15th Panzergrenadier Division is resting."

"Are they all troops from the 31st Armored Corps?" Mendel frowned.

"Yes, the 31st Armored Corps entered a state of full-army rest half a month ago. In addition, the th Armored Corps on the front line was also attacked, but they held the front-line positions and were one of the few areas that were not broken through by the enemy. I think, should we mobilize the th Armored Corps as well?"

Mendel thought for a few seconds and said, "Let the Sixth Armored Army extend their defense line to both wings and plug as many gaps as possible beside them. Let the 15th Armored Grenadiers Division finish its rest and attack Kalinka to disperse the Ante troops that broke through there.

"Finally, is the phone line to the Eagle's Nest working?"

"Yes, General."

Mendel: "I want to speak to your majesty!"

The chief of staff was shocked and checked the time: "Now? His Majesty may be asleep!"

"Don't worry about it, just beat him!"

The chief of staff could only pick up the receiver and say, "Put me on Eagle's Nest."

He waited for a few seconds and handed the receiver to Mendel: "It's connected."

Mendel picked up the receiver and just in time heard a familiar voice coming from the other end: "Hello?"

"This is Mendel from the Ninth Army, Siegfried, I want to speak to His Majesty!" Mendel was quite familiar with the red-haired kid. After all, when the kid attacked Shostka last year, he borrowed some troops from the Ninth Army.

"His Majesty just took sleeping pills and fell asleep. He hasn't slept well recently because of the Allied operations in Africa," said Siegfried Gileas.

Mendel: "Then I have good news. He will have even worse sleep. I am about to be broken through by the Western Front."

Siegfried: "You can discuss this with the Central Army Group Headquarters first. Setting up a dedicated line at your headquarters is to show His Majesty's attention to your defense zone, not to allow you to report to a higher level at will."

Mendel held his breath for a few seconds, then sighed, "Okay, I get it. I wish your majesty a good sleep."

"I thank you for him."

Mendel hung up the phone and cursed, "Damn the emperor's pedophile! Sooner or later, the empire will be destroyed by these peddlers!"

(End of this chapter)