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Chapter 718 Tomorrow, this smile will be like spring flowers all over the field (8.3K)
Filippov was waiting for news in the regimental bunker. When the phone rang, he immediately picked up the receiver: "Regimental headquarters."

The voice of a battalion commander came from the receiver: "Commander, we have repelled the enemy's attack, and the vortex assigned to us has destroyed several enemy tanks. These tanks are a bit strange!
"They have headlights installed, and there are strange things on top of the turrets. I feel that it has something to do with the fact that they named our firing points in the dark before! Commander, please send a tractor over immediately to tow one back to the front headquarters!"

Filippov: "How can I find a tractor for you? The artillery in the regiment is towed by BT7 tanks with the main gun removed. Can the enemy's BT7 tanks be towed?"

Battalion Commander: "Wait a moment, Commander."

Then he gave an order to his subordinates over the receiver: "Find someone who knows about tanks, go and assess whether the enemy's thing can be towed away by BT7!"

"How is that possible!" The soldier's answer came over the phone line, "That thing looks like it weighs more than 7 tons, more than twice as much as the BT!"

Another soldier sounded more experienced: "The enemy's wheels look complicated. I think we should ask the army headquarters to send a tow truck over."

The army headquarters had Dragon trailers imported from the United States. The soldiers had seen them transporting the navy's armed gunboats and were very impressed.

The first battalion commander spoke again: "Commander, BT7 may not work, let's ask the army headquarters to send a tow truck."

Filippov: "No, the passage between us and the rear has not been cleared of mines, and we cannot allow the precious imported trailers to pass. You drive the enemy back and establish a blockade. I will go over with Captain Holov of the tank destroyer battalion to take a look. We will bring technicians."

"Yes, we will establish new positions around the tanks and build fortifications overnight."

"No, the area around there may not be suitable for defense. We just need to hold on until the enemy tanks are towed away. That's it."

Filippov hung up the phone and turned to the messenger, saying, "Go and find Captain Horlov of the tank destroyer battalion that has been assigned to us. He said the enemy may have a high-value new tank. I plan to go and see it myself. I hope he can bring his technicians with him."

"Yes!" The messenger turned around and ran away.

The regiment's chaplain said: "I should be against the chief commander of the army running to a dangerous place, but I feel that this matter is very important this time."

Filippov patted the priest on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I have already sent the first battalion to push the defense line forward."

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25 minutes later, Filippov saw with his own eyes the enemy tank that the battalion commander described as "a bit strange."

Battalion Commander Horlov immediately demonstrated his professional qualities as a tank destroyer battalion commander and said, "It was hit head-on, but it didn't hit the weak spot indicated in the identification manual issued by the command. It should be because it was dark and I couldn't see clearly."

Filippov: "It didn't hit the weak spot but penetrated it... Is Proson's armor steel rubbish or--"

"It's the distance." Khorov interrupted Filippov. "If we fire from the position we just passed, the distance is only 800 meters. At this distance, we can penetrate the front of the enemy's new tanks - and the enemy can also penetrate us."

Filippov: “I see.”

Holof came to the tank, studied the hole in the armor, and said: "It doesn't look like it was completely penetrated. The shell should have been stuck in the armor, and then the fuse started to explode. There are obvious marks of gunpowder burning around the armor.

"The explosion caused the armor on the inside of the tank to collapse, killing and wounding the tank crew, but it did not ignite anything."

After saying this, Holof climbed onto the tank and looked closely at the headlights mounted on the front of the turret.

"Strange," he said, "this light is a little different from the searchlight I remember. Alexei, come and see what's going on!"

The mechanic who came with Holof jumped onto the tank and began checking the searchlight.

Holof stroked the device on the top of the turret with his hand: "This is also very strange, it looks like a monocular telescope, but the place where it is installed is not suitable for observation. If the commander wants to see this, he has to tilt his body - of course it has no eyepiece.

"In order to install this thing, the tank removed the anti-aircraft machine gun, but this thing was not installed on the base of the anti-aircraft machine gun. It was fixed on the top cover of the turret and could not be rotated."

Filippov listened patiently and finally couldn't help asking: "What are these?"

Holof shook his head. "I don't know. We should send this car back and let smart people study it."

At this time, the technician who was checking the "searchlight" also spoke up: "This thing should have a filament, but the front layer - I thought it was ordinary glass, but you see, our flashlight can't shine through it!
"I think even if I turn on the filament inside, there shouldn't be any light coming through. It's incredible."

Holof: "It seems that figuring out the secrets of this thing is beyond our capabilities. It should be left to the marshals and experts."

Filippov: "Okay, now let's see if it can move on its own, and if not, what kind of tractor can tow it."

"Let me try it." Holof said as he got into the driver's hatch of the enemy tank. "Ho, there are a lot of extra things on the driver's side. What is this? It looks very similar to the thing on the top of the turret."

Filippov: "Same as the one on top of the turret?"

"Yes. Damn, the driver's seat is covered in blood. The driver must have died in the car, right? Where's the body? Did you find anything noteworthy on the body, such as the operating manual of the new system that was installed?"

A battalion commander immediately reported: "We have gathered the seized documents together, but we don't know Prosenwen and don't know which document is the operating manual for the new system."

Filippov: "Pack up all the seized documents and send them to the army headquarters - no, to the front headquarters."

At this time, the enemy tank engine made a twitching sound.

Holof: "Someone come and help crank the car. Maybe this guy can get going. I want to drive him back to the army headquarters!"

Filippov: "No, you'll probably have to send it to the front headquarters."

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At twelve o'clock noon on November 11, the headquarters of the First Front of Kosalia.

Wang Zhong looked closely at the Leopard tank parked in the yard, which had arrived at the headquarters two days later.

He had driven the "alternative time and space isotope" of the Earth in War Thunder, but not very often, mainly because the room allocation of this thing was a rip-off, and as it was updated, it began to encounter various things from the Cold War era. Using World War II technology to fight the Cold War was like being mentally retarded.

Unlike its "isotopes" on Earth, this Leopard has a headlight added, which makes it look "fuzzy". If it is also equipped with explosive reactive armor, then some people would believe you that it is a test vehicle of some country.

The mechanic who came with the car said, “Marshal, this headlight has a filament, so theoretically it should be able to glow, but I drove it a few times on the way here, and it just didn’t glow.

"It's amazing that the cover is opaque. At first I thought it was a lid that you had to lift up when you turned on the light, but after studying it a little bit I realized that the cover was fixed directly to the light.

"I wanted to take it apart and have a look, but the battalion commander said it was a valuable trophy and needed experts from the Ordnance Bureau to take it apart. It would be easy for me to damage it."

Wang Zhong: "This is an infrared searchlight, used in conjunction with an infrared night vision device."

Wang Zhong has also used this kind of infrared headlights in War Thunder. At that time, the night battle mode had just been updated, and he could be placed on the night battle map three times out of ten. At that time, he liked to rush all the way with the infrared headlights on the turret turned on, and then he was seen from a distance by the thermal imaging of the NATO vehicle and his pot-cut hair was shot away by one shot.

But this thing must have been very powerful when it first came out.

Wang Zhong walked around the tank, looking at this new toy. At this time, he heard Popov whispered to Vasily: "What is infrared?"

"You can think of it as a kind of thermal radiation." The musician actually answered the bishop's question accurately.

But Popov's next question was: "How does the Marshal know that this searchlight is an infrared searchlight?"

Wang Zhong: "I guess. Infrared and visible light are both light. The Proson people installed a filament in the searchlight, but added a cover to prevent the light from escaping. There is only one possibility. This is a filter cover that filters out visible light and leaves infrared rays that are invisible to the human eye."

Vasily: “Why?”

Wang Zhong: "Infrared rays are also light, and they have the dual nature of wave and particle. When they hit an object, they will be reflected, just like visible light. At this time, if you use something that can observe infrared rays to look at the object illuminated by infrared rays——"

Vasily: "It will be like being hit by a light!"

"Yes! This is the truth about the enemy's night combat system. They use this thing to accurately clear out the uncamouflaged firepower points on our positions in the dark." Wang Zhong said excitedly and began to talk incessantly, completely ignoring the expressions of the people around him.

Pavlov whispered to Popov: "Is this a divine manifestation?"

Popov: "This is also recorded in the books that record St. Andrew's life. St. Andrew often reveals information and technology that he should not know."

Pavlov drew a holy seal of the Eastern Holy Church on his chest.

Wang Zhong: "In short, give a collective commendation to the unit that seized this vehicle."

Vasily: "Which unit should be rewarded? The one that penetrated it or the one that captured it?"

"Both of them are rewarded!"

"it is good."

Wang Zhong: "Send this car back to the Armament Bureau and give it to Kotin - no, give it to the two people who made the wire-controlled magic arrow a few days ago, Kitov and Grushkov, and let them study it! Copy it as soon as possible!"

This thing should also require electronic components. Kitov and Grushkov were able to work wonders to develop wire-guided missiles in this era, so it should be easy for them to make a basic infrared night vision device.

As for the headlights, the key actually lies in the filter cover. Once the problem of the filter cover is solved, mass production can begin.

During the first year of the Yebao Defense Battle, Wang Zhong's troops had to light a fire at the starting point to launch attacks at night, using the fire to ensure that the troops attacking at night did not go astray.

If infrared headlights and first-generation night vision goggles really become popular, this picture is too beautiful for me to watch.

Vasily: "Should we send the whole vehicle, or remove the searchlight and the roof?"

Wang Zhong: "Asshole, what if we break it when we dismantle it? Let the geniuses dismantle it! Send the whole vehicle back, but tell them to focus on studying the enemy's night vision system."

Vasily: “Yes.”

At this time, the roar of engines came from the sky.

Wang Zhong looked at his watch and said, "Well, the Allied bombers should be arriving."

The Allies proposed the "flyover bombing" only yesterday, and it was implemented today, with astonishing efficiency - it is also possible that they have been preparing for this flyover bombing for a long time and took off immediately after getting approval.

After all, there is actually nothing that needs to be prepared for this thing. When landing, Ant just needs to be ready to receive the wounded on the plane.

Then the crew whose plane was severely damaged and could no longer fly was dismantled and replaced by the crew with reduced personnel. They took off again with full fuel and bombs, bombed once more and returned home. In this way, a "flyover attack" was completed.

Wang Zhong changed the view and took a bird's-eye view of the B17 fleet of the Eighth Air Force flying towards the airport.

The whole scene is much more handsome than the TV series "Ace Combat". When the ground troops look up at the contrail, their morale will be greatly boosted.

Suddenly, Wang Zhong noticed that the emblem of a B17 was a beauty. He looked closely at the name of the plane and saw it was "Memphis Belle"!
When he was a kid, his favorite air combat movie was called "The Memphis Belle"!
At this time, Vasily’s voice interrupted Wang Zhong’s thoughts: “I don’t know if this bombing has caused enough damage to the Prosen people.

"I feel that the Allied bombing is of limited use. They have repeatedly bombed the Prosom people's factory area, but the Prosom people still have enough tanks."

Wang Zhong: "That's not true. According to the enemy documents we seized and the interrogations of enemy officers, Plossen's armored forces have shrunk a lot. In the past, one of their armored divisions had two battalions of 200 tanks, as well as a large number of half-tracks and trucks. Now the number of tanks has shrunk by half, and the number of trucks and half-tracks has also decreased."

Pavlov: "The enemy's equipment supply has also been problematic. The equipment of many units has been decreasing. If we had not completed the replenishment, we might have been able to carry out the original plan for the summer offensive next year during the winter offensive."

Wang Zhong: "There is a saying in Serbia: You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so take your time. It's a good opportunity for us to rectify the theory of quick victory in the army and establish a correct understanding, otherwise the army will suffer in the future."

Popov: "We are doing it. I am even worried that the Inquisitors sometimes go too far."

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"No matter what, it's not excessive!" Emperor Proson slammed the table hard. "Since you all prevented our country from burying Giles, I can only obey you! But no one can stop me from settling accounts with these damn traitors! They must all be hanged! Anyone who has been to the Valkyrie Club must be hanged!"

The head of the Imperial Household Ministry asked: "Otto..."

"He went to destroy these guys! Exception! Hang them all except him!"

The head of the Imperial Household Ministry: "Then... Marshal Erwin Romer of the Western Front Command will also be hanged?"

The emperor stopped and stared fiercely at his most trusted subordinate.

"I'm sorry, but the Marshal was in charge of the Empire's western defense and successfully pushed the Allied forces into the sea, so he couldn't be a rebel. He must have been fooled by his officers to show up at the club."

The emperor nodded, "Very good, that's it. All the bad guys around Marshal Erwin must be hanged, leaving no one alive! In addition, place our people in the Western Command to fill the vacancies of the hanged people and closely monitor the Marshal's movements.

"If the Western Front Command were to rebel, their troops would be able to enter Prothenia much faster than the Eastern Front!"

There were no military generals present at this moment, otherwise they would all be in danger.

Emperor: "Let's discuss the funeral of Marshal Rundstedt. Our army performed unexpectedly well yesterday when resisting Rokossov's 'invasion'. I think by the time of the marshal's funeral, we had already defeated Rokossov."

The head of the Imperial Household Ministry was shocked: "Have we finally defeated Rokossov?"

"That's right!" The emperor patted the map. "Look at this map. The deepest point Rokossov penetrated yesterday was only 15 kilometers. He only advanced 15 kilometers in one day! We are trying to cut off the connection between this unit embedded in our defense zone and the main force. This will be a big encirclement!"

The head of the Imperial Household Ministry squinted at the map. He was not from a military academy, nor did he have a military family background, but he could tell that the small group of troops embedded in the defense zone was a brigade-level battle group - that's what was written on the map.

At this time, the Propaganda Minister said: "If we call it a victory just because we blocked Rokossov's attack, the people will not be satisfied. The soldiers who went home for vacation and recuperation have brought back the terrible situation at the front. I am afraid the people will not be fooled so easily."

The Emperor: "Can't we just let them go home? Set up a centralized rest area and say that the wounded soldiers are being properly taken care of by the Empire there!" The Propaganda Minister was stunned: "This... If no one goes home from the front for a long time, rumors will spread."

"Then kill all those who spread rumors!" The emperor looked at the head of the Imperial Household Ministry, "Aren't you the best at this?"

The spy chief and the propaganda officer looked at each other before answering, "Yes, we are the best at this. Only the Inquisitors of Ant can compete with us."

Emperor: “Just do it!”

"But..." the Minister of the Interior began, "There are so many wounded soldiers on the front lines. It is almost impossible to put them all in official recuperation and rehabilitation institutions. It is precisely because it is impossible that the wounded are allowed to go home and recuperate after they have passed the critical period. The hospitals have long been full."

The emperor said gloomily: "Well, let them be careful about what they say and do. We can enact a law to encourage residents to report defeatist remarks. Someone will definitely report it.

“Even if all the adults are afraid to speak out because of neighborhood concerns, or even if they are all spies against the empire, their children will report them. We should reward those children who report their parents and uncles and aunts and give them the Iron Cross!

"Then the kids will report all the guys who spread defeatist rhetoric for the medals, and then other people will be too scared to tell others about the situation on the front lines, and that's how it's solved!"

The Propaganda Minister and the Interior Minister both showed expressions of horror, but they immediately controlled themselves.

Only the spy chief applauded as usual: "Your Majesty is wise!"

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Eagle's Nest, Publicity Minister's Office, 30 minutes later.

The propaganda phase locked the door and pressed a button next to the door. An iron bar rose from the office window, blocking the last gap. The office became a complete Faraday cage. Even if there was a bug in the room, its radio waves could not get out.

This device was created by the Minister of Propaganda who bribed General Ferdinand, who was in charge of the construction of the Eagle's Nest. He believed that even the Emperor was unaware of the existence of this Faraday cage.

perhaps.

After doing this, he looked at the guests who were already waiting in the room.

The Celtic Marshal, who was still wounded, asked, "How do you feel? After Giles' death, your Majesty's mental state was a little hysterical, right?"

The publicity minister came to the wine cabinet, took out the shaker, and started mixing cocktails.

Marshal Celtic continued, "Those people from Valkyrie may have had good intentions, but now they have messed things up, and the Proson Empire is sliding into the abyss."

The publicity minister poured the mixture in the shaker into the goblet and looked at the color of the liquid with satisfaction.

He picked up the goblet and turned to face the Celtic Marshal: "You really enjoyed it when the Empire was on the rise!"

The Celtic Marshal turned his head away, avoiding the gaze of the Propaganda Minister.

The Minister of Publicity took a sip of the drink he had mixed and continued:

“After occupying the entire Europa, the generals first advocated landing in the United Kingdom, but the Royal Air Force bombed all the barges they had collected with great difficulty, and then they reluctantly admitted that landing in the United Kingdom was a one-way adventure.

"But then, the generals turned their eyes to the East and began to howl to complete the great cause that the conqueror had failed to complete.

"Is it really His Majesty's will to attack Ant? What do you think, Marshal?"

Celtic Marshal: "It is meaningless to pursue these now."

"It makes sense! When the empire is destroyed, these will be the basis for sentencing us. Do you think that assassinating His Majesty will solve all problems? Do you think the United States and Ant will give up the reckoning?
"Of course, that cunning guy from the United Kingdom might give up on liquidation because they want to balance the continent!

"But the other two families meeting in Barras are determined to send us all to the gallows."

The propaganda minister moved the wine glass to his left hand, and used his free right hand to point at the Celtic Marshal:
"I can't escape, and neither can you!"

The marshal bowed his head.

The Minister of Publicity finished his drink and let out a long sigh: "So my opinion is that it's okay to be a little crazy now. Maybe being a little crazy can stop Ante's offensive. We have three lines of defense: the West Wall, the Siegfried Line, and the Bug River Line on the Melania border in the east.
"If we can hold these three lines of defense with hysteria, there is still a glimmer of hope!"

Marshal Celtic: "Rather than hoping for these, you might as well hope that the lunatics in the Imperial Academy of Sciences can change everything."

"But they can't change it. The night vision goggles have already failed in their first battle. Today the V2 missile will have its first battle. Do you think it will be effective? They said this thing can kill Rokossov, but why don't I believe it?" The Propaganda Minister put the wine glass back on the wine cabinet and started mixing cocktails again.

Celtic Marshal: "Aren't you going to give me a drink?"

The publicity minister silently took out the second cup.

After the new wine was mixed, the propaganda minister handed one of the glasses to the Celtic Marshal and then raised his glass: "To the V2 rocket's first victory!"

"Victory." The Celtic Marshal raised his glass. "Damn, I don't know how long it has been since I heard this word, victory."

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Wang Zhong suddenly heard a sharp whistle in the sky, followed by the sound of an explosion rushing into his ears.

Then ten thousand men rushed over and threw him to the ground.

Wang Zhong: "Assholes, are you going to smash me to death? Think about your weight!"

The Ants might not be tall, but they were probably very sturdy and heavy. Fortunately, there was no second explosion, so after holding Wang Zhong down for almost two minutes, the guards let him out.

Wang Zhong: "I need a doctor! I might have internal bleeding from being hit by you bastards!"

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the American commander who was used as a battering ram by the Secret Service agents and rammed into his bulletproof car. It seemed to be Carter?

Wang Zhong stood up and said to the others, "Find out what blew us up."

In fact, he had already guessed what it was, either V1 or V2. Proson was stronger than Sandezi on Earth, so it was time to release this "Imperial Decisive Battle Weapon".

He switched the view and quickly found the location where the missile hit. A building was completely destroyed and the surrounding buildings were also damaged. However, there were already a lot of ruins in the city of Roniezh and there was no time to repair or clean them up. It was not known whether these ruins were the work of the missile or if they had always been there.

I don't know what started the fire and thick smoke is rising.

Fire trucks and ambulances are on the way - these vehicles were provided by the Prosen people, who seemed to really want to stay in Roniezh forever and "turn Roniezh into the pearl of the Prosen people on the White Sea."

Wang Zhong switched back to his physical perspective and just in time saw the commander of the anti-aircraft artillery unit running towards him.

"Comrade Marshal," the anti-aircraft artillery general saluted Wang Zhong, "all air defense observation posts did not see the enemy planes that attacked this time, and the radar stations did not see any enemy planes either."

The radar station near Roniezh was built only last month, and it still uses the generator set left by the Prosen people.

Wang Zhong: "We immediately sent people to ask the residents what they saw before the explosion. We also organized people to carefully inspect the scene after the fire was put out. We must find out what caused the explosion."

"Yes."

After the anti-aircraft artillery commander left, Pavlov lowered his voice and asked Wang Zhong: "What do you think blew us up?"

"It could be rockets, enemy rockets. They have been developing rockets that can strike enemy cities at long range."

Pavlov: "I see. How dense would such a blow be?"

"It won't be too high. They can't produce many rockets, especially after the Allied air raid on the rocket factory." Wang Zhong replied.

"Then I'm relieved." Pavlov was really relieved. "To be honest, the front line is now 80 kilometers away from Roniezh. If we are bombarded every other day, we can't stand it."

Vasily suddenly said, "Perhaps the Prosoms have got a huge cannon to attack us? Didn't we find the extra rails and gun carriages that the Prosoms used to operate their huge cannons in the Primorsky Fortress?"

Wang Zhong: "That's possible. If it's true, we will have a very good trophy next year. I will build a theme park around Yebao, place the trophy on a one-to-one replica pedestal, and get a group of Prosen captives to perform cannon firing for the children and ladies of Yebao every day."

Vasily laughed out loud: "What a great idea! Really great!"

Wang Zhong also smiled.

At this time, Emilia led two U.S. Army Air Force officers into the headquarters.

The two aviation officers widened their eyes when they saw the Proson tank parked in the yard.

Emilia also looked at the tank strangely: "The spoils of war?"

Wang Zhong: "The trophy is equipped with the enemy's new night vision equipment."

Emilia: "Is that the searchlight? You're quite humorous."

"Although I'm always quite humorous, you misunderstood. That's not a searchlight, it's an infrared searchlight."

"What is infrared?" Emilia asked.

Wang Zhong: "A special band of light, different from visible light. Snakes use this to identify voles and hunt them."

Emilia opened her mouth wide, and Wang Zhong noticed that she had changed the color of her lipstick, so he asked, "Is today a special day? Did you change the color of your lipstick?"

Emilia chuckled and said, "I found it. Does it look good?"

Wang Zhong: "You look good. You are dressed so beautifully today. Did your boyfriend fly here? Are they the two behind you?"

Emilia's smile disappeared.

Humph, I’m an expert at destroying ambiguous atmosphere!

Emilia took out her handkerchief and wiped her mouth twice.

Wang Zhong: "You don't have to do that. It would be bad if your lips were scratched."

Emilia ignored Wang Zhong's words, wiped her mouth, and introduced the two people behind her with a stern face: "These two are the commander and deputy commander of the bomber formation that just landed at the airport, Colonel Daniel and Lieutenant Colonel Jack."

Wang Zhong extended his hand: "Nice to meet you."

Colonel Daniel first shook Wang Zhong's hand and said something in Angsa language, which Wang Zhong could hear were some polite words.

When Lieutenant Colonel Jack shook hands, he said directly in Ant language: "I have wanted to meet you for a long time. My little son will definitely be happy if I can take a photo with you."

Wang Zhong: "Your youngest son?"

"Yes, the United States printed your photo on postcards and gave them away as long as you bought war bonds. There were twelve of them in a set. My youngest son kept urging my wife to buy war bonds in order to collect them all."

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "It seems that I am a little famous in Lianzhong Country."

In fact, Wang Zhong had long known his fame in the United States. Nowadays, the United States is full of martial virtues and war heroes are in great demand. When Wang Zhong was in the United States, he shot many commercials, such as "I am Commander Rokossov, and this is my favorite restaurant" and so on.

Lieutenant Colonel Jack: "So, can we take a picture?"

"Of course, we can also arrange emergency printing - is it too late?" Wang Zhong turned his head and asked Vasily.

Vasily: "Yes, there is no way to shorten the development time."

Wang Zhong: "Then please leave an address. I will send the photos to this address, along with a small gift."

Lieutenant Colonel Jack smiled and said, "Great!"

Wang Zhong changed the subject: "What was the effect of the bombing?"

Lieutenant Colonel Jack: "I don't know. When I saw the explosion on the plane, it was just a bunch of... uh..."

Wang Zhong: “Flowers?”

"Ah, more or less, like flowers blooming one after another on the ground. We won't know what damage was done until the smoke clears and the fire is out. Then the Mosquito reconnaissance type will come to take pictures, and the intelligence department will carefully analyze the photos to determine whether the same target needs to be bombed again."

Wang Zhong: "Flowers - I didn't expect that bombing could be expressed in such a poetic way."

In fact, Wang Zhong had thought of it a long time ago. This is one of the famous hell jokes in the military fan circle.

Someone else edited a video with the BGM of "Songs and Smiles". When it came to the lyrics "Tomorrow tomorrow's smile will be spring flowers all over the fields, will be spring flowers all over the fields", it was accompanied by a scene of a bomber's bomb falling to the ground.

Vasily: "I hope the Prosen people like these flowers!"

Everyone laughed happily after hearing this, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)