artillery arc

Chapter 761 Focus on the heart
Wang Zhong gradually came up with an idea.

He turned around and said to everyone in the headquarters, "I have an idea, but it needs to be kept highly confidential to be realized. I don't think we can talk about it in a place like the map room where there are so many people and eyes."

After saying that, he went straight to his office.

Wang Zhong has a special office, but he doesn’t like staying in the office. He likes to stay in places like the map room where there are a lot of staff walking around and enjoy the "unique atmosphere of the headquarters."

In fact, after watching too many decisive battles, I prefer the atmosphere of our headquarters in the decisive battles: in the decisive battles, our headquarters was deliberately filmed to be very "lively", while the enemy's headquarters was dead silent.

Now Wang Zhong returned to the office that was basically unused, sat behind his desk, and looked out the window with his back to the door.

Pavlov and others followed in immediately.

Vasily closed the door carefully and stood with his back against the door, with his butt against the door handle.

Wang Zhong: "In this situation, we must come up with something mysterious in order to defeat the enemy."

Vasily: "Burying the pickle can lids again?"

Wang Zhong: "Aside from laying mines, you don't know how to do anything else?"

Vasily raised his hands in a Carolingian salute. "I just wanted to say something funny."

Wang Zhong: "But Vasily's words actually summarize the essence of the new plan I just thought of."

Vasily: "I was right? Then why did you lecture me so fiercely just now?"

"I'm used to it." Wang Zhong waved his hand and said to the other two, "Vasili used the lid of a pickle can to deceive the Prosen people, and combined with a few real mines, he stopped the enemy from advancing."

The two bears, Pavlov and Popov, had not yet guessed Wang Zhong's intention, but just looked at him in confusion.

Wang Zhong: "We once tried to deceive the Proson people with wooden tanks, which successfully made them misjudge our intentions and saved us from the dangerous situation of being eliminated.

"What we have to do now is..."

Pavlov: "Build a bunch of wooden tanks?"

Vasily: "Actually, there is no engine inside, it is pushed by people?"

Wang Zhong: "No! What I mean is that we can deceive the enemy. What is the enemy's biggest weakness now? The quality of the troops is poor, and there are a large number of elderly people, children and women.

"These people are definitely less able to withstand morale shocks than regular troops, aren't they?"

Vasily seemed to be addicted to being a supporting actor, and said: "Then how can we use deception to undermine the enemy's morale?"

Wang Zhong pointed at himself.

Pavlov yelled reflexively: "I refuse!"

Wang Zhong: "Calm down, I am not going to charge the enemy myself. I am trying to trick the enemy into thinking I will charge the enemy myself. My plan is this: first, let the main attacking force change their flags to red flags.

"Second, I placed my full-size straw statue on top of the heavy tank that served as the guide."

Vasily: "Why straw?"

Wang Zhong: "The bullet will pass directly to me, taking away most of the energy. This way, when the enemy shoots at me, they will find that no matter how many bullets they fire, it will be useless."

Vasily opened his mouth and said, "Oh, and then their morale collapsed!"

Wang Zhong also became excited and continued, "There are elderly people among the enemy. Proson has only recently begun to promote science. We can target these elderly people and post pages of scriptures on the tanks."

Vasily: “This is getting more and more interesting!”

Wang Zhong: "In short, our goal is to undermine the enemy's morale. If the enemy's morale collapses and they abandon their positions and flee, we will only need to spend very little manpower and ammunition to achieve results.

"In this case, we don't actually need all our troops to be fully equipped, nor do we need to accumulate too many supplies."

Pavlov: "It's too much of a fantasy to scare the enemy away, but as long as you don't go to the front line with a small tank, it's fine."

Wang Zhong: "If I personally go and shoot, it won't be as effective, because if I get killed I will die. But the straw dummy won't. Of course, all of this must be kept secret, and the Proson people must not know that there is a straw dummy on top of the tank."

Popov: "Don't worry about that. The Inquisition will eradicate the enemy's spies."

Wang Zhong looked at the bishop accompanying the army and reminded him, "We are now in enemy territory. We must ensure that no civilians are injured by mistake. I mean, there are really no civilians with guns."

Popov: "Don't worry. But when we enter Prosen, will there still be civilians?"

Wang Zhong looked at the map and said, "I don't know, but there must be civilians in such a large area, right? They can't arrest all the people and send them to the People's Self-Defense Force, right?"

No one answered because no one knew the answer to the question.

After Wang Zhong made sure that everyone had nothing to say, he looked at Vasily and said, "I'll leave the fraud to you, Vasily. Use your creativity to scare the enemy out of their wits."

Vasily pulled his chin and thought for a few seconds before saying, “I think we can first investigate the local legends, or even find some experts in culture and folklore, to first determine what the civilians of Plossen are afraid of.

"While using your dummy, General, to deceive the enemy, you also use the myths and legends of Upper Plossom."

Wang Zhong: "Don't they promote Norse mythology? Valhalla and the like."

"This was introduced by Emperor Plossen from Northern Europe, and their citizens may not be interested in it." Vasily said, "Anyway, leave it to me to investigate."

Pavlov: "I only support the attempt, not making this our main offensive plan."

Wang Zhong: "No problem, you continue to prepare for the attack on March 3 next year. We need to take a two-pronged approach."

Vasily: "I have a great idea!"

Popov: "Our idea king has already started doing his job!"

Vasily: "I think we can add dye to ordinary smoke bombs to make the smoke from the smoke bombs turn yellow-green, just like poison gas. Fear of poison gas is also a kind of fear, right?"

"Okay." Wang Zhong was also happy, "You are really professional."

Pavlov mocked, "If we really conquer Prothenia with these, future historians might think that Prothenia was conquered by trickery."

Wang Zhong: "We are here to end the war, not to leave a name in history. We will do our own thing well, and leave the judgment of right and wrong, merits and demerits to future generations."

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Meanwhile, in the Royal Bunker of Prothenia, Emperor Prothenia stares at the aggressive Doctor.

Emperor: "Have you forgotten who you are talking to?"

The doctor took a half step back and put on a respectful attitude: "Sorry, I got a little carried away."

Emperor: "So your view is that as soon as Rokossov launches an attack, some of our troops will collapse in morale?" Doctor: "The collapse will spread like an epidemic, and in the end our troops guarding the entire Prothenia will scatter like birds and beasts."

"No, the Asgard Knights would not do this. They are the elite of the empire, the carefully selected Aryan warriors!" The emperor slammed his fist on the table. "Someone, come and arrest this guy who spread rumors and deceived the people. Drag him out and torture him severely to see who is behind this!"

The doctor did not give in: "It is said that His Majesty the Emperor overused the awakening agent. It seems that it is true——"

He didn't finish his words because the Imperial Household Ministry agent rushed in and hit him on the back of the head with the butt of a pistol, knocking him unconscious.

The emperor took out his handkerchief and tremblingly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's just a lie to confuse the people!" he emphasized again.

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Three days later, on the front line, on the east bank of the Oder River, 77 kilometers from the center of Plosenia, at the position of the st Guards Mechanized Infantry Division of Ante.

Filippov, who had just returned to his unit, was shaving in the regiment command post.

The opportunity to shave on the battlefield is very rare. It is said that Plossen had an ace sniper who let go of all the enemies with beards and only shot those with smooth chins. He killed a large number of ANT officers by using this method.

Soon, a female sniper platoon was dispatched to deal with the Proson ace sniper.

Finally, this ace sniper was discovered by female snipers and died under heavy artillery fire.

Yes, after the female sniper discovered his approximate location, she called in heavy artillery without wasting any time.

When Filippov finished shaving, his guard came in, opening the curtain of the bunker. "Report, the patrol team returned last night."

"Did you gain anything?" Filippov asked as he wiped his face.

Guard: "We have captured three prisoners and are escorting them here."

The 1st Mechanized Infantry of the Imperial Guards is equipped with a large number of portable radios. They must carry two when patrolling at night, so that they can notify the main force immediately in case of emergencies and prepare to meet the enemy.

Filippov put his towel away and straightened his uniform: "Okay, when they return, bring the prisoners to the regiment headquarters immediately."

"Yes!"

After the guard turned and left, the new regimental staff officer entered the regimental bunker: "This is my first time meeting a Prosen person, and I'm a little nervous, Comrade Filippov."

Filippov: "Relax, it's no big deal. We first met the Prosen people on the battlefield of Loktov. At that time, the enemy was much more ferocious than now, but we still defeated them!

"Just treat it like you're going to the zoo to see gorillas, watch them and practice your Prosang."

"Yes, Comrade Captain Filippov."

At this time, the sound of a car was heard outside. Filippov said, "They must be back. They probably stole an enemy car and drove back. Follow me."

Filippov opened the door curtain and walked out of the regimental bunker, and saw an Opel Lightning truck with a white flag in front of him.

The leader of the patrol team last night jumped out without waiting for the car to stop and saluted Filippov: "We are back, commander."

"Three prisoners?" asked Filippov.

"Yes."

The rest of the patrol also got out and brought the three prisoners to Filippov.

The new regimental staff officer couldn't help but curse: "I'm afraid you are not kidding me, these are three children!"

Filippov: "This is the situation at the front. In addition to children, you can also see octogenarians and young girls."

New staff officer: "So we have to interrogate them? Even the Inquisitor would not be able to do anything to such a child, right?"

"Don't worry." The blue-hatted judge who appeared out of nowhere said, "We are from the countryside. When we made mistakes as children, our fathers beat us to death. Now we also beat the children who made mistakes to death. These few people look like the ones who made mistakes."

Filippov looked at the patrol and immediately noticed something was wrong: "Three people are missing?"

"Yes, he died in battle. We brought back his military ID card and marked the location where he died."

The new staff officer pushed up his glasses and said, "It's surprising. It looks like the enemy in front of us still has some fighting power."

Filippov: "In fact, it is the enemies wearing camouflage who are capable of fighting. They are the Knights of Asgard. Enemies without camouflage uniforms have little desire to fight and will surrender after inflicting some appropriate losses."

The judge asked: "Comrade Commander, are these three prisoners to be used as training for the new staff officer, or will they be handed over to us directly?"

At this time, a motorcycle came speeding from a distance. Vasily, wearing a leather coat, jumped off the motorcycle and shouted to Filippov: "Wait a minute, I just heard on the radio that you have prisoners! I have been ordered to conduct an investigation! I want to question them personally!"

Filippov: "What are you going to do?"

"The Marshal's order is to conduct a folklore survey to find out what the people of Plossen are afraid of, especially what the children of Plossen are afraid of."

The blue-hatted Inquisitor joked: "What else could it be? It's just the Baba Yaga (swamp witch) who lives in the swamp!"

Vasily: "Melania does have a variation of the Baba Yaga legend, but there aren't that many swamps in Plossom. I looked through the literature and they seem to have some forests and rumors like Mr. Longhand.

"Anyway, let me ask carefully. This is the Marshal's order."

As he spoke, Vasily took out an order signed by Marshal Rokossov.

Filippov then explained for his old friend: "He has been the Marshal's follower since Loktov, but of course he was not a marshal at that time."

The two blue-hatted judges made a "please do as you please" gesture and stepped aside, pressing their hands on their belts.

Vasily looked at the youngest child among the prisoners with great interest: "Just now, when the child heard the name Rokossov, he obviously shrank his neck."

He squatted down in front of the boy and asked in Proson: "Are you afraid of Rokossov, kid?"

The boy trembled visibly, then shouted: "I'm not afraid! I will fight Rokossov to the end! And then die gloriously!"

Vasily took out the signed order and pointed to the name and said to the boy: "This is the signature of Rokossov."

The boy took a step back, only to be pushed on the shoulder by the Ante warrior escorting him from behind.

Vasily grinned. "You are afraid of Rokossov!"

"I'm not afraid!" The boy blushed.

Vasily: "No, you are afraid of Rokossov, all of you are terribly afraid of him."

(End of this chapter)