artillery arc

Chapter 742: Vistula Battle Group
On August 8, the newly formed Melania Front Command.

"Why are you stopping me? Don't you know who I am?"

Hearing the noise coming from the door, Pavlov looked up and saw the bear-like Yegorov breaking through the guards and rushing into the huge map room.

All the busy staff officers in the room looked up, and when they saw it was Yegorov, they lowered their heads and continued with their work.

Pavlov winked at the guards, and they let go of Yegorov, saluted and left.

Yegorov straightened his uniform and said, "Humph, the headquarters has changed its name, and I have become an outsider! Three years ago, you were my chief of staff!"

Pavlov: "You came to see the marshal? Didn't the guard tell you that the marshal was not there?"

"What happened to him? Did he take off? How could you spread this kind of news everywhere? What if the Prosen people organized people to capture the division commander? Didn't that happen to the so-and-so admiral in Fuso?"

While Yegorov was scolding, he walked to the table, picked up Pavlov's cup and drank all the water in it.

Pavlov: "I don't have any wine."

"I didn't think about drinking." Yegorov paused, "So what's going on?"

Pavlov: "Melania has rebelled, you know?"

"Yes, they are in a stalemate with the Plossom troops in the capital."

"The international community has been putting pressure on us to help them." Pavlov lowered his voice, "Personally, I think this cluster is just for show."

Yegorov said "Oh", bent his waist and put his head close to Pavlov, and lowered his voice: "So the division commander is just a show? In fact, he is not working hard?"

At this time, Vasily came in. When he saw the two bears bending over and face to face, he was stunned and held the cup to his mouth.

Pavlov ignored Vasily and continued in a low voice: "I don't think the marshal thinks so. He may really want to rush to Melania's capital to rescue people. Look, he takes off every day to conduct reconnaissance and grasp the enemy's situation.

"Do you see the map behind me? It was all updated after the Marshal got off the plane."

Yegorov turned his head to look at the map on the wall. The map was not finished, but the completed part was very detailed, even the enemy's troop strength and number of weapons were drawn out.

Yegorov: "Can aerial reconnaissance reveal such detailed intelligence?"

"You see, it's been a long time since you fought under the direct command of the marshal." Pavlov finally seized the opportunity to counterattack Yegorov's words just now, "You were my chief of staff back then."

Yegorov straightened his back, walked around Pavlov, came to the map, and muttered as he looked at it: "The division commander is planning to break through. He definitely thinks so. If the information on this map is true, then we can definitely break through!"

"We are doing our best to verify this intelligence, and it seems to be basically true. So when it comes to the equipment of the assault group, I will try to put in as many suppression artillery and Urban assault guns as possible, so that we can cover all the enemies marked by the marshal."

Yegorov: "Good, very good. By the way, can my Melania People's Army join the assault group?"

"They were going to be in the assault cluster anyway. After all, they are Melania's people."

Yegorov smiled. "Is that so? That's great. You see, my soldiers have been transferred away. As a commander, I can't just ignore my soldiers, right? You can transfer me, the commander, away as well..."

"No, according to the Marshal's intention, there should be fewer command levels in this army group, and he will personally command each division. I'm worried that the commanders at the army level will have objections!"

"I have no objection!" Yegorov patted his chest, "Command! Let the division commander command freely! When he can't command, I will command! Look, look, please be kind! At worst, let me be demoted, and I will be the regiment commander and command a regiment to charge in the front."

Vasily finally couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted, "Comrade Admiral, you are about to be promoted to general, and you are going to be the commander of a regiment at the front. This will mess up everything."

Yegorov glared at Vasily and said, "What business does this have on a school officer like you? Go, go, go, have you cleaned the toilet? Go and clean it now!"

Vasily: "Haha, I don't dig shit anymore!"

Yegorov ignored him and continued to beg Pavlov: "I will be a regiment commander! Let me participate in the attack!"

At this time, the guard's voice came from the door: "Wait a minute, Admiral Davarish, what are you doing here? Wait a minute!"

Admiral Eugene rushed into the room and the first thing he said when he saw Pavlov was, "So what's going on?"

Pavlov: "Why are you here too?"

Eugene: "My troops are in better condition than Yegorov's. My troops should be deployed! The soldiers have seen the enemy's atrocities in Melania. No matter how hard or tiring it is, they must join this group!"

Pavlov said angrily: "If all of you behave like this, the command system will be in chaos! Are you still a soldier? One Yegorov is enough, and you behave like this too!"

Eugene was a little timid: "Well, I don't have to participate, but you see, my troops are indeed better preserved overall. Now they have rested for a week and are almost recovered. They are angry every day when they hear Melania and the people talk about the brutality of the enemy."

Vasily: "There are so many people in your army who are familiar with Melania language? I think there is a difference between Melania language and Ant language. It is not so easy for people who have only graduated from the tenth grade to learn it."

Eugene didn't recognize Vasily's voice at first, and looked Vasily up and down - compared to Yegorov, he was indeed not as familiar with the marshal's entourage.

"Ah, you're the dung collector!"

Vasily almost gasped for breath and quickly corrected him: "I am the musician! No, I am the marshal's adjutant!"

He never liked being called a musician.

Eugene: "Then you talk to the marshal. We can still move, at least better than Yegorov's troops."

Yegorov: "I treat you well, miner!"

"Enough!" Pavlov roared, and the whole room fell silent.

Pavlov: "One by one, they are all generals! They are already grown up and married, what nonsense! The front headquarters will make arrangements for the assault group, just wait for orders.

"I can tell you that the Marshal will definitely scold me even more fiercely when he comes back. You should think about it carefully! He will be back soon."

Yegorov and Eugene looked at each other.

Yegorov: "Is the cafeteria open? Let's eat first before we leave?"

----

Wang Zhong didn't know what was happening at the headquarters. He was concentrating on marking what he saw on the map based on what he saw through the plug-in.

In order to prevent the enemy from finding out the pattern, and also to find out the situation in the direction of the assault as much as possible, he took different routes in the past few days.

To be honest, with a reconnaissance circle of 2.5 kilometers in radius, it would take more than hundreds of sorties to illuminate such a large area.

But the Prosen people are damn rigorous in deploying troops, and once you have mastered the rules, there is no need to fly over every inch of the map.

After a few days of flying, Wang Zhong had a better idea of ​​the assault. The Prosen people were not frightened or defeated as some people said. They basically stabilized their position.

In terms of heavy equipment, because the enemy is backed by the Plossen mainland, the number of heavy equipment is still sufficient. Wang Zhong also saw a lot of new equipment during the reconnaissance.

For example, the Ball Lightning anti-aircraft gun and the improved King Tiger heavy tank.

Wang Zhong even encountered a 262 jet, but that plane was at high altitude and his attention was all on Ant's heavy bomber formation, so he didn't see the Pei 3000 reconnaissance plane at an altitude of 3.

Plossen's industrial and scientific research capabilities are still there, and it will be difficult to fight on the Eastern Front if the Allies do not land.

As for now, the competition is about who has occupied more Proson territory and robbed more Proson scientists.

Wang Zhong was concentrating on the investigation when he heard Emilia's voice in the intercom headset: "Do you think we can push through? From my personal observation, the Prosen people show no signs of collapse."

Wang Zhong: "Indeed, no, but they are short of manpower and their troops are also short of experience."

It is impossible to tell the experience of enemy troops through ordinary aerial reconnaissance, but Wang Zhong can. He even marked the ranks of enemies in the illuminated range, and one can get a rough idea by looking at the number of exempted soldiers and non-commissioned officers.

Emilia did not question the troop experience: "Anything else?"

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“The enemy’s logistics are good, but due to the efforts of the resistance organizations, the distribution is not in good condition, and a lot of supplies are piled up at logistics nodes.

"Although the enemy has stabilized its position, the morale of the troops has not fully recovered. The high morale mainly comes from the newly recruited soldiers and the newly formed troops. The morale of the troops with more veterans is low."

Emilia: "Do you think we have a chance of liberating the Melania Capital?"

“It always has been there, the question is how much hope there is and at what cost.”

----

"The Ants can't get through." On the streets of Melania's capital, Proson's loudspeaker was shouting.

"They let Marshal Rokossov take charge, which shows that they are just pretending. Don't have such wishful thinking!"

The Tiger assault guns with large speakers were advancing at human walking speed, followed by two columns of Plossen soldiers.

The troops who participated in suppressing the uprising have recently regained their confidence in the battle with Melania's guerrillas, and their faces look completely different from when they just retreated.

Further back, on the street that had been completely cleared by Prosom, the Asgard Knights were driving out Melania's people who remained in the house.

The trees and flowers in the central park have been completely cleared away, and the sculptures and fountains have been flattened.

The Asgard Knights were driving the remaining civilians from the nearby streets over.

There were machine guns mounted on a high platform on the north side of the square, and four Dongfeng anti-aircraft guns were parked with their gun barrels leveled, pointing at Melania and her group that were gathering.

Suddenly, someone from Melania's group shouted, "Can't you see? They are going to slaughter us! Fight them!"

The next moment, Melania and her people, awakened from their dream, rushed towards the Asgard Knights who were driving them away.

The Dongfeng anti-aircraft gun opened fire first, followed by the MG42's signature canvas-tearing sound.

The Melanias are falling one by one like wheat in an autumn field.

All the Prosens were laughing and shooting at the Melanias with their newly issued assault rifles.

A full ten minutes later, there was no Melania standing in sight.

The commander of the Asgard Knights said to the translator beside him with satisfaction: "You shouted very well just now. There was almost no accent."

Translation: "Thank you for the compliment. These inferior races didn't even realize that I was the one shouting. They deserve to die here. In my opinion, we should have massacred them long ago, killed them all, and distributed their houses and properties to the Prosen people, so that we don't have to attack Ant."

The translator suddenly stopped talking and glanced at the commander cautiously.

The commander smiled and said, "You don't have to be so cautious. Say whatever you want to say now. Drink the wine if you have it, and eat the delicious food if you have it!"

He patted the translator on the shoulder: "Now."

When he said this, the "strictly disciplined" Plossom troops were collecting the property of the dead Melania people. Obviously, they all understood that some things can only be done "now".

----

"At this point," Hellmann looked at the top leaders of Melania's resistance organization, "the uprising must succeed, otherwise the people of the capital will be indiscriminately massacred."

The chairman of the underground government committee asked: "Is there any hope of victory?"

"No. When the enemy was caught off guard at the beginning, if we had been better prepared and had more weapons, we might have been able to occupy the entire city. At that time, the Allies would have had a complete airdrop field to airdrop supplies to us.

"We could have mobilized the people of the capital to join the army and quickly expanded our forces. But unfortunately, we have lost this rare opportunity."

Hermann threw out a stack of badges collected from the fallen soldiers of Plossen. "Now look at these badges. We are fighting against the regular troops of the Plossen Wehrmacht. Many of them are old troops that have been fighting for a long time, such as this one."

Hermann picked out a hound badge and said, "These are the troops that retreated all the way from Abavahan. They are all veterans. How can we fight against such a force?"

Chairman: "Ante's telegram said they will launch an attack in just twenty days. Five days have passed now, so we just need to hold out for another fifteen days!"

"They are 150 kilometers away from us!" Hermann raised his voice. "Even if there are no Prosen people in these 150 kilometers, they will still need three days to walk! No, I don't think they can make it."

A committee member asked, "What should we do? You just said that we can only resist, and now you say that the Ants can't come. What do you mean?"

Hellman was silent for a long time before he answered, "What I mean is that the flower of freedom can only be watered with the blood of patriots. Like mine, like yours. I know you are planning to retreat, and I am here to stop you."

The committee members looked at each other.

Herman: "Let's turn on the electricity! Let's live and die together with the city!"

No one answered.

Hermann picked up the submachine gun and turned on the safety.

All the guerrillas who came with him raised their guns.

The chairman sighed: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)