artillery arc

Chapter 549 The End of the Crossbow
On November 11, Wang Zhong heard the earth shaking early in the morning.

He quickly got up and went to the headquarters: "Bombardment?"

"Yes, we bombarded. The day before yesterday, the beach reported that the enemy had withdrawn the remaining tank units of the 41st Armored Corps. They should be reorganized now. This should really be the last attack." Pavlov looked very relaxed, "But we will not be broken through by the enemy again."

Wang Zhong nodded: "Have the ammunition for my prototype vehicle been replenished?"

Pavlov spread his hands and said, "No."

Wang Zhong: "What are the factories in the rear doing? Such highly efficient equipment against enemy support point tactics should be mass-produced."

Popov: "Even if the shells are replenished, your car can't be driven. The engine couldn't be started during the inspection last night. It's being repaired. When I came over just now, I saw that they were sweating profusely."

Wang Zhong's eyes widened. "Is it finally broken? I thought it had been running smoothly for so long, allowing me to fight from the east to the west of the city. Maybe it could continue to run. As expected, it still doesn't work."

Even if tanks and armored vehicles are constantly maneuvering on roads, their failure rate is much higher than that of ordinary cars, and there is nothing that can be done about it.

Pavlov looked very happy: "Hahaha, now you don't have a small tank to drive! Other tanks can't withstand Proson's guns. I won't agree to let you drive to the front line."

Wang Zhong could only shrug his shoulders and say, "Well, I don't want to go to the front and become a medal of honor for a Proson tanker. So the siege gun I want has been built, but what about the heavy tank I want? What about the medium tank I want?"

"Maybe they're waiting for machine tools from the United States," Popov said.

Wang Zhong sighed and raised his hand gently: "Yakov, my coffee..."

He stopped, his raised hand froze in the air, and then he withdrew it with great embarrassment.

The entire headquarters fell silent, and everyone looked at Wang Zhong.

Pavlov was the first to break the silence: "Work, work! Guards, make coffee for the general."

Wang Zhong stood up: "No, I'll pour it myself. Nellie, are you still on the beach?"

Pavlov: "Yesterday's report is here. Should I ask her to take it down?"

"Is it possible to retreat now?" Wang Zhong asked.

"It's not easy to retreat. After the enemy stopped attacking the beach, they have been shelling the ferry on the east bank. Transportation is very difficult now, and we can only carry out transportation during the intervals between the enemy's shelling. The Valdai River will freeze in a few days, but the ice is not thick enough at first, so we dare not walk on the ice." Pavlov said as he picked up the cup and drank coffee.

Wang Zhong fiddled with the coffee pot, poured himself a cup of coffee and took a big sip.

"It's so bitter. Who soaked it in water? It tastes like mud." He muttered.

Popov: "You have a bitter mouth."

Wang Zhong didn't answer. He drank his coffee silently to get his brain excited before continuing the previous topic: "The enemy is shelling the east coast. That means the enemy's artillery has also entered our shelling range. It's time for me to investigate personally."

Pavlov was shocked: "What? Just now your tank was banned, and you want to fly out again? You can't stay in the headquarters anyway, right?"

Wang Zhong: "I am playing my role! I have already made the plan, you just need to execute it. I am not causing you any trouble here."

"Oh my," Pavlov pretended to be shocked. "You are the commander of the front, but you have become a troublemaker? Are you the commander or am I the commander?"

Wang Zhong: "You can be. But I feel that it's a bit dangerous to ride in the red Pe3 today. The enemy should have discovered the relationship between the red Pe3 and our army's precise artillery bombardment, so we should use the red Pe3 to arrange an aerial ambush, and at the same time Emilia will drive the ordinary Pe to take me on reconnaissance."

Pavlov raised his eyebrows. "That's more like it. I feel more at ease this way. But who's going to drive the red Peugeot 3 to be the scapegoat?"

Wang Zhong: "It doesn't necessarily mean death. You remember that the Pei 3 is very fast. If the camera equipment and the rear-seat observer are removed - I mean, replace them with a lightweight dummy, it will be lighter and fly faster.

"As long as we choose a skilled pilot, it will be able to return safely..."

Wang Zhong suddenly stopped and snapped his fingers: "Let Emilia drive. She will definitely come back alive and can shoot down some enemy planes. I will take the Pelican piloted by an ordinary pilot. Because everyone's attention will be drawn to the red Pelican pilot, I will be safe."

Pavlov: "It's too risky. If one enemy plane is not attracted, you will be in danger."

Wang Zhong patted the bear-like chief of staff on the shoulder and said, "The pilots of Pei 3 often fight against enemy aircraft. They all came back alive. Don't worry."

"You have a point." Pavlov stared at Wang Zhong for a few seconds. "Okay, go ahead."

Wang Zhong snapped his fingers and immediately picked up the phone. Then he remembered that the enemy was still attacking, so he lowered the receiver slightly and said, "Wait a minute, what should we do about the enemy's attack?"

Pavlov: "You know that our army is equipped with more and more Vortex tanks now, right? A brigade of Vortex tanks was just delivered today, three battalions, 80 tanks."

Wang Zhong: “How many?”

Pavlov gestured with his hands. "Eighty. I deployed all these vortices to the sniper positions and specially adjusted the distribution of roadblocks. The enemies will line up on the main road and arrive in front of the muzzles of the vortices."

Wang Zhong laughed loudly: "Okay, then I feel relieved. I'm leaving, Gregory, you follow me."

"Okay, General."

After Wang Zhong left the headquarters, Pavlov looked at Popov and asked, "Do you think the general was forcing a smile just now?"

Popov: "A little bit. I guess it made him feel better these days, personally commanding the prototype to send the enemy into the sky."

Pavlov returned to his desk and took out Yakov's death notice: "This thing... I always feel that the general would rather write it himself, and the same goes for the relics. He probably wants to personally deliver it to Yakov's wife." Popov: "Let him do it himself. He is not a fragile person."

Pavlov nodded, then struck a match, lit the death notice he had written, held it in his hand and waited for it to burn for a few seconds before throwing it into the ashtray.

At this time, a staff officer came over with a phone: "Our observation post discovered a large number of enemy troops, accompanied by armored vehicles."

"Which road?" Pavlov asked immediately.

"Cinco de Mayo."

Pavlov: "According to the plan, the May 34th Factory will continue to produce Ts. With the vortex, it will be enough to stop the enemy."

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On May 5th, at the factory, a newly formed team of members was gathered around a new tank. The temporary tank commander said to the workshop director: "Let's drive this car away!"

"No!" The workshop director raised his voice, "Because our factory is short of materials, this car is only a semi-finished product, we can't let you drive it away!"

The commander: "Don't worry, workshop director Davarish, it won't be long before it becomes scrap! We will be satisfied as long as we can fire one shot at the enemy! Just one shot!"

"no!"

The commander stepped forward and patted his chest. "I was a loader before, and I'm not familiar with the commander's skills. We are all machine gunners and loaders here. We can't drive a fully functional tank! The semi-finished product is just right! Please!"

At this time, the sound of the engine and the clicking of the gearbox were heard outside.

A worker rushed through the factory gate: "Look! It looks like a tank destroyer is coming!"

The makeshift crew immediately rushed to the door and watched the legendary Vortex tank destroyer drive up the street and line up in front of the factory.

The commander turned around and begged the workshop director again: "Look, we won't die, we'll just help out next to the vortex! They fire and kill the enemy, and we cover them! Is that okay?"

The workshop director hesitated to speak, and finally just waved his hand: "Let's go!"

The temporary crew members immediately began to move shells into the tank and refuel the fuel tank.

The workshop director stepped aside and shook his head repeatedly: "What a good young man! Many have left, but an old man like me is still alive. What a shame."

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Brigadier General Meniev, commander of the 34th Independent Tank Destroyer Brigade, had just gotten out of the car when he saw a semi-finished T driving over.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you driving a semi-finished product?" He immediately stopped the tank and asked.

The commander stuck his head out and said, "Brigadier General Davarish, we are here to cooperate with you in the battle! We can attack the enemy who tries to bypass you, and we can also directly ram into them!"

"Nonsense!" the Brigadier General cursed, "Just stop right here. There's no need for you. The vortex can handle it! All we need is the infantry to help block the enemy's infantry!"

"Are you sure you don't need us?" asked the commander of the half-finished tank.

The brigadier general thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have machine guns?"

"Yes, there are still hull machine guns!"

The Brigadier General nodded and said, "Then drive over here and use the machine guns on the vehicle to block this area. Yes, this area!"

The semi-finished tank drove to the place where the brigadier general pointed and stopped. The commander asked: "We still have shells!"

"The enemy tank has an extra piece of armor welded to its front. Your guns can't penetrate the enemy's front at long range. Let's look at the vortex!"

At this time, a Proson motorcycle drove over, and the scout on it shouted: "The enemy is coming! A cluster of tanks and infantry!"

The brigadier general immediately jumped onto his command vehicle and picked up the radio receiver: "Everyone get ready! The enemy is coming! Try to confuse the enemy with the first salvo! Fire as quickly as possible after the enemy releases smoke, don't aim, the road is so wide anyway! Everyone get ready, free fire!"

Almost immediately after the words were spoken, Vortex opened fire, and the muzzle blast from the 100mm guns kicked up dust from the buildings on both sides of the street.

Then the vortex opened fire one after another, and there were sounds of shooting on almost every road.

The muzzle wind made the whole street seem to be covered with a veil.

The Plossen tank exploded into gorgeous fireworks, and the turret even flew into the air.

The semi-finished tanks also opened fire immediately, and the only machine guns on the body swept towards the enemy infantry.

The enemy fought back, but their shells ricocheted off the solid front of the vortex.

The Vortex's own anti-aircraft machine guns also opened fire, and tracer bullets formed a web in the street. No infantry dared to show their heads under such a density of firepower.

The second wave of vortex salvos came, and the Proson armored soldiers began to release smoke and reverse!

Brigadier General Meniev shouted with the microphone: "Keep shooting! Don't let them get away! If these tanks escape, we infantrymen Davarich will have to blow them up! Fire! Defeat them even through the smoke! Fire! Fire!"

(End of this chapter)