artillery arc

Chapter 595 Sunrise
On February 916, 2, the remaining troops of Plossen's Army Group A surrendered to Ante's troops.

On the same day, Wang Zhong issued an order to the entire Abavakhan Front to "attack Shepetovka". The entire army attacked the Army Group B, which had been severely damaged and had not yet recovered, and did not care about the Eleventh Army, which had suffered heavy losses and was hiding in the coastal fortress.

His meaning was clear: to get as close to Shepetovka as possible before the muddy period arrived.

After all, they have left Nanant, but the infrastructure in Kesalia was able to support Duke Myshkin's retreat from Shepetovka to Borsk two years ago, so it should be able to support a large army's counterattack now.

His headquarters also marched day and night towards Shepetovka, eager to overtake the troops.

However, the temperature was rising faster than his exhausted troops could advance.

The winter of 915 came particularly early, and the spring of 916 also came a little early.

On February 2, the temperature in some places was above zero degrees, and by February 12, the snow had melted in many places and even exposed the ground.

Even so, Wang Zhong was still urging the Abavakhan Front to advance towards Shepetovka, seizing every hour before the mud arrived.

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February 2, 26, on the road to Shepetovka, in the middle of the steppe.

The convoy of the Abawakhan Front Command suddenly stopped.

Wang Zhong woke up from his sleep and looked at Lyudmila beside him, and found that his wife also seemed to have just woken up.

He pulled back the blanket, put on his military cap, opened the door and got out of the car.

As a result, as soon as his boots touched the ground, they stepped into the mud with a snap.

"Damn it, General Ni, General Ni, how come you came so quickly!" Wang Zhong muttered.

Just at this time, Vasily came up through the mud and said to Wang Zhong: "The tanks ahead have broken down and blocked the road. We are trying to find a way to get them out."

Wang Zhong: "Let's go and take a look."

He turned around and said to Lyudmila in the car, "I'm going to go to the front to see what's going on. You stay in the car and don't move. The road below is all muddy."

"Yeah." Lyudmila nodded slightly, obviously not awake yet.

Wang Zhong took Vasily to the front of the convoy. Pavlov and Popov also joined them halfway. The group moved forward one step at a time.

Pavlov: "It's no use. The mud has come, about a week earlier than usual, which is a normal change. Stop the attack now and stay where you are. The troops have already consumed a lot of ammunition, the equipment integrity rate has also dropped to a dangerous level, and everyone is very tired."

Wang Zhong sighed: "It seems that the second phase of the winter offensive can only stop here."

He really wanted to move forward, but the objective conditions did not allow it. If he continued to force his way forward, his troops might be put in danger.

The right thing to do is to stop and wait for summer to arrive.

Popov comforted Wang Zhong: "Think about what brilliant results we have achieved in the winter offensive. The newspapers of the United States claim that this is a great victory that surpasses the great victory of Agsukov won by Prosen the year before.

"Starting from this victory, no one will doubt that we will win the final victory. Even the Proson Empire has to start a general mobilization!"

Wang Zhong's expression was unusually serious. "Plossen has started a general mobilization, and both sides will be unable to move for the next three months. This is a good opportunity for their mobilization to be transformed into manpower and equipment. The war has not yet been won, and comrades still need to work hard."

As they were talking, the group arrived at the crux of the problem that caused the team to stop: a T34W tank was stuck in the mud, completely blocking the road.

The tank's engine was running normally and the driver was trying to get the tracks moving, trying to use the tank's own power to get out of the mud.

Wang Zhong: "Bring something, see if there are any trees nearby, cut some down to make some cushion!"

Vasily immediately turned and ran away.

Wang Zhong wanted to continue commanding everyone, but suddenly stopped.

Because the sky in the east was already turning pale at this time, with the faint light from the sky, he saw that the mud on the tank tracks was black.

Black mud.

Fertile black soil!

He pushed Popov away, who was blocking his way, and left the road, rushing into the still bare fields.

As far as the eye can see, there is black soil everywhere, and the blackness is even more obvious against the backdrop of the remaining white snow.

He turned around and wanted to go back to get the lunch box filled with soil, but he saw Lyudmila holding the lunch box, standing not far behind him. The girl raised her hand gently and shook the iron lunch box in her hand.

Wang Zhong took the lunch box, carefully pulled open the iron hoop on it, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened it.

The black soil lay quietly in the lunch box. He shook the box slightly, and the black soil inside spilled out a little bit, and disappeared before it hit the ground, just like a drop of water merging into the ocean.

Wang Zhong didn't even need to switch to the bird's-eye view to confirm, he knew that he was now standing on the land of Khazaria - the real land of Khazaria.

He even felt that he could feel the breath of the fertile black soil through the thick soles of his boots.

His nostrils were filled with the scent of morning dew.

The fish belly white in the east is even brighter, and above the fish belly white, the clouds appear like the color of glass.

Wang Zhong wanted to pour out all the dirt in the lunch box, but when he was about to do it, he stopped. He actually felt a little reluctant to part with the dirt from his hometown that had accompanied him through two harsh winters.

In the morning light, Wang Zhong vaguely saw old Prince Rokosov and Crown Prince Ivan.

They were talking as usual, their mouths opening and closing.

But this time, Wang Zhong heard it carefully.

Old Rokossov: “You did it.”

Ivan: "I know you can do it."

At this moment, golden light appeared from the horizon, and the phantoms of the two people shattered at once, turning into stars and scattering in the morning sun.

The warm sunshine descends upon the earth, driving away the darkness and haze.

Wherever the sunlight reached, Wang Zhong heard the sound of seeds sprouting and the sound of flower buds growing eagerly, announcing the arrival of spring to the world.

He stood in the warm sunshine, feeling the spring breeze on his face.

Two severe winters have passed, and the frozen homeland has revived again.

Wang Zhong flipped his hand and turned the lunch box upside down, and the soil inside fell like a waterfall onto the black soil of his hometown.

This time, I won't leave again.

This time, we must drive away all the invaders and then invade their country and their land.

At this time, the sound of an engine was heard in the sky. Wang Zhong took a bird's-eye view and immediately saw a Bo-2 biplane flying towards the morning light.

The plane flew over Wang Zhong's head, turned nimbly in the air, and landed towards Wang Zhong's location. Because of its excellent take-off and landing performance, the Wave 2 was often used by the Russians as a commuting tool or a special envoy to convey orders.

The plane landed, slid on the muddy ground, and finally, because too much mud had accumulated on its wheels, it tipped forward.

"Sukabulie!" The officer sitting in the back seat of the plane jumped out of the plane cursing and walked towards Wang Zhong with a briefcase.

The pilot climbed out of the plane a little later because of the impact of the wings on the biplane. In a crash like this, the pilot usually climbs out later than the passengers.

The man was a colonel. When he arrived in front of Wang Zhong, he stood at attention and saluted. However, he stomped his feet with such force that mud flew high into the air.

"General Rokossov, salutations!" said the colonel.

Wang Zhong returned the empty lunch box in his hand to Lyudmila behind him, and then returned the greeting: "Salute to you, what can I do for you?"

"An order from the Supreme Command and His Majesty the Tsar. The Supreme Command has decided to reorganize the Abavakhan Front and the Mountain Front into the First Khazaria Front, with you as the commander, Admiral Pavlov as the chief of staff, and Admiral Popov as the military bishop. That's all."

Wang Zhong took the order and glanced at it.

"I received the order." He glanced at the plane. "I don't think you can go back. Have breakfast at my headquarters."

The colonel glanced at the convoy behind Wang Zhong and asked, "Does your headquarters have breakfast?"

Wang Zhong glanced back and said, "There should be one. The next village should be only a dozen kilometers away. We will be there soon."

He hesitated and repeated, "It will be there soon."

(End of this chapter)