artillery arc

Chapter 705 Where the Star of Victory Rises

Three days later, Yegorov and Eugene's troops completely captured Bogdanovka.

And Wang Zhong finally saw the captured Panzer IV tank destroyer at the headquarters.

"The Prosons have adopted a new type of armor-piercing bullet." The engineer in charge of the analysis took Proson's "new type of armor-piercing bullet" and explained to Wang Zhong, "Some of us have also proposed a similar concept. Without changing the caliber and length of the bullet, it can effectively improve the armor-piercing ability and will be less likely to be bounced off by the curvature of the armor."

Wang Zhong continued: "But after penetration, the aftereffects are significantly reduced, right?"

In fact, Wang Zhong has used this kind of shell in War Thunder, and its killing effect is obviously not as good as that of standard armor-piercing shells.

Engineer: "That's right. After all, the charge is much less, and the killing mainly depends on the fragments produced after penetration. Before analyzing the captured tank destroyers, we first analyzed the 110 T34Ws destroyed at the ambush site and found that only % of them caught fire and burned. A considerable number of tanks can be repaired."

As soon as the engineer finished speaking, Vasily said, "No, no, our precious maintenance personnel are all repairing the Rokossov I and T54. We really don't have the manpower to repair the T34W."

For other countries, it may be more cost-effective to repair tanks damaged on the battlefield, but for Ant, which lacks maintenance capabilities, it can only give up the maintenance of T34W.

Building a new T34W will definitely take more man-hours and resources than repairing it, and there is no other way now.

In fact, if there are enough battlefield repair vehicles and related repair equipment, some factory workers can indeed be trained into field maintenance troops.

The problem is that Ant doesn't have that many battlefield repair vehicles.

Now Ant's field maintenance troops are all using United States equipment.

Wang Zhong took the "new armor-piercing shell" from the engineer: "The Proson people probably saw that we lacked the ability to repair and would not repair the T34W that was not on fire, so they came up with this shell that pursues penetration efficiency."

"That's possible," the engineer agreed.

Wang Zhong handed the shell to Vasily.

"Oh," Vasily weighed it, "this shell is lighter than the Prosun armor-piercing shell I saw before."

Wang Zhong: "Yes, the loader will be able to reload faster and will be less likely to get tired. Although they are enemies, we should still admire them for coming up with a practical weapon."

As he spoke, he reached out and touched the 70-caliber cannon of the Panzer IV tank destroyer. "Compared to the other things they've been tinkering with, this thing is much more reliable. Fortunately, the Prosen people didn't invest their main productivity in this kind of practical product."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pavlov came out of the headquarters and squinted his eyes at the captured tank destroyer: "Is this the one that destroyed our 110 T34s?"

Wang Zhong: "You are out of date. According to the Inquisitor's interrogation of the prisoners, they may have destroyed nearly 34 of our TWs."

Pavlov: "If the Prosons start mass-producing this thing, the consequences will be disastrous."

Wang Zhong: "Don't worry, the Prosons will put all their production into their new double-row road-wheeled tanks. They always do this. Wait, how did you get out? Is the headquarters going to start moving?"

Wang Zhong's chief of staff didn't seem to care about the new stuff they had just seized.

Pavlov: "I came out to inform you that if you want to go to Loktov, you can leave now."

"Really?"

Pavlov: "Yes, and Yegorov has left an acquaintance of Vasily there to greet you."

Vasily: "It must be Filippov. There are only a few people left among my acquaintances who are related to Loktov."

Wang Zhong: "Let's go!"

"Don't be impatient!" Pavlov shouted, "Wait a minute! Didn't you say you wanted to make a film? Another old acquaintance of yours, reporter Mike, and his partner are here with a camera. Of course, there's also the propaganda officer from the Propaganda Court. You're not here to visit an old place alone, you have a mission!"

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When the jeep drove into Loktov, Wang Zhong suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

Gregory stepped on the brakes and the car stopped suddenly.

Wang Zhong got out of the car and came to the two-turret T34 among the ruins.

Reporter Mike's partner, photographer Robert Capa, walked around Wang Zhong with a camera in his hand, saying, "Say something! At least it looks like you're saying something, so we can edit your words later."

Wang Zhong: "I remember now. The Prosens launched an elite infantry attack, using smoke to cover our firing range and engaging us in close combat. Seeing that the situation was not good, I ordered the tank battalion to retreat."

As he spoke, Wang Zhong placed his hand on the front armor of the two-person turret T34.

The driver's hatch was missing, probably because it had been removed to provide shelter from the elements for nearby residents. The burned driver's seat could be clearly seen inside the vehicle.

Wang Zhong continued to recall: "At that time, because only the platoon leader's vehicle had a radio among these two-person turret vehicles, many crews did not receive the order to retreat and continued to resist in the outer defense positions - strange, I remember that only a few vehicles escaped in the end and organized the defense in the central square. Where were the other vehicles?" "They were towed away by the Prosen people." Someone next to him said.

Wang Zhong looked over and found it was an old lady.

"Who are you? Have you fought here before?" asked the old lady.

Wang Zhong stepped forward and held her hand: "I am Alexey Konstantinovich Rokosov. I was leading my battle group here to resist the Prosen army."

The old lady squinted her eyes. "Really? Is it Rokossov? How come you--oh, I remember now, you had one star then, and you still have one star now. How come you haven't been promoted in two years?"

Wang Zhong was stunned, and then he remembered that when he was commanding the battle group here, he was a brigadier general with one star in his military rank. Now he is a marshal, and he still has one star in his military rank - a big star.

I guess the old lady’s eyesight is not good and she couldn’t tell the difference.

Vasily stepped forward: "He got promoted! He is now a marshal! At that time, his one star was that of a brigadier general!"

Old lady: "Why are they all one star? How can we tell them apart?"

"The Marshal's star is bigger." Wang Zhong explained in person, "Old man, are all the survivors okay?"

"Everyone who survived at that time joined the guerrillas. I don't know whether it was good or not, after all, I am still alive." The old lady said, "Marshal, don't you want to go and see that tank?"

"Yes." Wang Zhong did not ask "which one", because he had never forgotten that tank over the years, nor had he forgotten the moment when the militiamen of the Crusader Army dragged him out from under the tank.

"Let's walk there." Wang Zhong said, taking a confident step towards the place in his memory.

At this time more residents appeared.

"It's Rokossov!"

"Really? Marshal Rokossov!"

Robert Capa very expertly turned his camera toward the crowd, capturing people's expressions.

Reporter Mike followed the camera and kept writing something in the notebook in his hand.

Soon, Wang Zhong came in front of the BT7.

The scene at that time suddenly unfolded before him.

Because the BT7 turret could not accommodate many people, he could only stand behind the tank turret and operate the anti-aircraft machine gun. At that time, if there was a bullet that was not sharp, his story would end here.

If it were today, Pavlov would definitely not agree to let him go to the front line.

But at that time, even Pavlov couldn't care less.

Wang Zhong climbed onto the tank and touched the remaining gun mount of the anti-aircraft machine gun - the machine gun had long been dismantled by the Prosen people.

He pointed to the distance and said: "I was operating a machine gun at the time, and found that some Prosen soldiers were aiming at the tank with captured anti-tank guns. I turned the muzzle of the gun, but - I remember it was jammed, or something, anyway, I didn't have time to stop the Prosen people.

"The anti-tank gun penetrated the BT7's thin armor in one go. It should be—"

He went around to the front of the tank and found the bullet hole.

"Here. All the tank crew members were killed. I rolled into the tank in a hurry, then climbed out of the bottom hatch and lay under the tank with only a small pistol in my hand.

"My own memory is somewhat embellished, but that was actually the most embarrassing moment of my entire war career. The Plossons surrounded me and I was about to be captured by them.

"Just then—"

Wang Zhong stood on the tank and looked around. He was suddenly so moved that he stopped, because he saw countless people coming out from the streets and alleys and surrounding the tank.

Of course, there was not a single familiar face among these people.

But Wang Zhong knew that "they" were here.

So he took a deep breath, stood at attention on the wreckage of the tank, saluted the elders and villagers of Loktov, and announced loudly: "The brigadier general you rescued back then is back!

“He drove the Proson devils away!

"Next, he will cross the border and fight on the land of the Prosen devils! He wants blood debt to be paid with blood!
"In the past two years, he has never dared to forget your kindness!"

(End of this chapter)