artillery arc

Chapter 218: Display of results (additional update from the leader)
At the same time, Shostka

Pavlov: "Suddenly I discovered that after being bombarded for several days, there were not many intact buildings left to accommodate the prisoners."

Popov: "There is no need to tolerate it. The enemy should be polite to us at night. Most of these prisoners may die after the shelling. Just put them next to the train station and wait for the supply train to arrive in the evening. After unloading and loading, They just leave."

Popov paused and added: "If the enemy suddenly bombards us during this process, then it will be said that the enemy deliberately killed these prisoners, and publicity will be based on this standard."

Pavlov thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, that's it. There happens to be a big stack next to the train station. Let them bask in the sun there. It's autumn anyway, so there's no chance of heat stroke."

After saying this, Pavlov picked up the phone and began to issue orders to deploy a company from the reserve team and deploy along the railway.

Popov suddenly said: "No! You can't walk along the railway!"

Pavlov pressed the microphone of the receiver in confusion and looked at the military bishop: "What's wrong?"

"First, go along the railway. If the train wants to pull back, it will block the train. Second, only civilians working beside the railway can see it. We want these prisoners to get off the railway bridge and take the main road of the city. , pass through the urban area on the east bank, and then turn towards the train station.

"That way all the Skitarii and laborers in the city can see them. Even the laborers who have work on hand!"

Pavlov suddenly understood after listening to Popov's words: "Boost everyone's morale! Okay, I'll make arrangements right now."

He immediately changed his order and asked the selected companies to spread out along the street and line up all the way to the train station.

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In the afternoon, the people of Shostka ran to the main road and looked at the Guards soldiers lined up on the main road with confusion.

The church priests were shouting with iron trumpets: "Don't gather, please don't gather. The enemy may bombard us at any time. The enemy may bombard us at any time!"

But no people left.

Everyone was whispering.

"What's going on?"

"I heard that the general just fought to the other side. I'm afraid he has died for his country now!"

"Talk nonsense! Be careful that the inquisitor hears you!"

"But what's the point of lining up like this?"

Everyone discussed for a long time with no result, but more and more people gathered together.

Suddenly, the west side of the street cheered: "Hurrah!"

Everyone squeezed forward curiously, wanting to see what was going on, but they were blocked by the guards who lined up with rifles coming across from them.

"Don't crowd, don't crowd! You can all see it!"

An aunt curiously asked the second lieutenant leading the team: "What's going on? What are you looking at?"

"I don't know either, just let me line up. I'm more curious than you, aunt!"

While everyone was talking about it, the cheers gradually came closer.

At this time, a child climbing on the roof shouted: "It's the Proscenians! The Proscenians have entered the city!"

The child's mother immediately scolded: "You're talking nonsense, you didn't even hear the sound of gunfire!"

"But, there are really people in gray military uniforms coming over!" the child said aggrievedly.

At this time, other people also saw it: "Gray military uniforms! The formation is coming!"

Some people would have run away if the people next to them hadn't started shouting "Ula!"

Then the gray military uniform came into everyone's sight.

The Prossens were marching down the street in formation, all covered with rotten eggs and mud. They were unarmed and walked with their heads down in despair, flanked by arrogant soldiers in black.

"It's a prisoner! The general sent the prisoner back!"

I don’t know who shouted this.

Everyone woke up from a dream and immediately cheered: "Ula!"

The next moment, all kinds of debris were thrown at the prisoners.

There was also an aunt who was throwing things and shouting: "You guys were captured too! We deserve it! We deserve it!"

"Hand over all of you to the judge! Let you have a taste of the power!"

"Get out of our country!"

Facing the monstrous anger, the prisoners were like a bunch of green vegetables that had been left out for a long time, all wilting.

But the crowd soon grew tired, for they found the line of prisoners too long.

Someone muttered in surprise: "How many prisoners has the general taken?"

"There are thousands of them, right?"

"No, look at how long this team is, it must be tens of thousands of people! You know, that was General Rokossov! He killed nine enemy generals!"

Just as he was talking, the crowd added a zero to the number of prisoners, thinking that this number was very real.

The number of enemy generals killed by General Rokossov also successfully increased to nine.

Just when everyone was tired of looking at the prisoners, someone shouted again: "Look! It's an enemy officer!"

The crowd who had rested immediately became energetic again when they saw the group of officers wearing caps. They threw stones, flower pots and urine at them like a storm.

One of the adjutants wearing an adjutant's rope used the adjutant's rope as a stone for the man with the highest rank. This aroused even greater anger and more stones were thrown.

At this time, a priest finally stood up: "Don't be like this! Injuring them will reduce the effectiveness of the interrogation! Leave it to the inquisitors!" The priest shouted several times, and the anger of the crowd gradually subsided, and Proson's officers Supporting each other, they quickly passed through the angry crowd.

The cannons pulled by mules appeared next, and the soldiers in black clothes driving the mules were very arrogant and proud.

Someone asked loudly: "Soldier, where did this cannon come from?"

"It's a trophy!" the soldier said happily, "We have captured more than a dozen! Tomorrow they will shoot the shells over the enemy's heads!"

Immediately following the cannon were ammunition carts, as well as carts laden with other loot, including various Prossen cans.

A child shouted to the black-clad soldier sitting on the carriage: "Can you give me a can? I want to eat it!"

The soldier immediately touched a can and threw it to the child: "You're welcome!"

Went home happily.

Immediately afterwards, a child's cry came from the room: "It's so salty!"

Everyone on the street burst out laughing when they heard the cry.

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Wang Zhong watched the naval infantry driving a mule cart passing in front of him carrying a large amount of loot, and shouted: "If you have a radio, give it to me, do you understand?"

The naval infantryman driving the truck pointed to the back: "We have captured the entire communications company. It's at the back. There's also a machine with many rotors!"

Wang Zhong: "Enigma machine?"

Marine infantryman: "I don't know what it's called, but it's a big box with many rotors. At first we thought it was a gearbox, but we found it had a keyboard and could type."

Wang Zhong patted the KV turret steel plate: "It's an Enigma machine! What about the code book? Has the code book been captured?"

"They're all in the back, General."

Wang Zhong waved his hand and asked Hai Bu to drive away with the carriage.

Soon, Wang Zhong waited for a half-track vehicle. All the antennas on the half-track vehicle were obviously a Prosen communication vehicle.

Wang Zhong: "Where is the cipher machine you seized?"

The Marine infantryman in the half-track picked up a box.

This was the first time Wang Zhong saw a real Enigma machine. His first reaction was: Is it a bit small?

It looks like a larger typewriter.

Wang Zhong: "Bring it over and let me take a look."

The naval infantry stood up, jumped from the half-track car to the flatbed truck in one swift step, then quickly climbed onto the KV body, and placed the Enigma machine in front of Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong opened the box and looked at the machine inside.

The keyboard is almost the same as that of a classical typewriter. The typewriter originally had five rotors where the rollers were installed, and there are complex linkage mechanisms nearby.

In addition, there is a manually rotating knob next to the rotor, which seems to be used to adjust the position of each turntable.

The Enigma machine is very simple to use. Just enter the information that needs to be encrypted on the keyboard, and it will automatically be converted into an encrypted string.

When decoding, just enter the string in reverse, and what comes out is the information content.

But to complete the deciphering, it is not enough to just have an Enigma machine that is exactly the same as the sender. You must accurately know the starting position of each rotor when encrypting, and the wiring method on the circuit board below.

Even if an Enigma machine is seized, one day's secret messages can be deciphered based on the rotor position, but if the other party changes the rotor position the next day, it will be impossible to continue deciphering it.

Wang Zhong carefully inspected the cipher machine, and once again remembered what he had thought about: building a manor, gathering a group of mathematicians, and deciphering Proson's cipher.

This is what the British did in Bletchley Park during World War II on earth. When Santoku's code was deciphered, the losses from the wolf pack tactics suddenly soared, because the Royal Navy knew when the wolves would come, where to assemble, and where to resupply.

Wang Zhong looked at the machine, closed the cover, and handed it over to the navy again: "Be sure to keep it well and make sure it is handed over to the inquisitor in good condition. This machine is very important."

"Leave it to the inquisitor?"

Wang Zhong: "Yes, but we have to keep this communication vehicle. Also, how many walkie-talkies were seized? That is, radios that can be carried by one person."

"Wutai, General."

Wang Zhong was overjoyed: "Okay, okay! Send them all to the division headquarters! When the battlefield is almost cleaned, we will start to retreat."

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At 9 hours on September 24, the headquarters of the First Army of the Asgard Knights of the Prosen Army.

Giles looked at his watch: "The enemy did not launch an armored assault. Are we being tricked by the enemy?"

Feliz cursed: "This General White Horse, one day we won't believe anything he says on the radio!"

Gil-Ace: "Then the enemy just succeeded? Anyway, we don't believe what he says, so he can just shout in plain language. No, we still need to monitor the enemy's radio communications. The Ant people have poor radio technology and like to use Telegraph and telephone, but General White Horse clearly prefers radio."

At this time, the chief of staff came in: "Check out the situation. General Baima led a division and an armored train, suddenly rushed over, and then occupied the trenches we had completed."

Giles frowned: "A division? The headquarters' intelligence is wrong again? Don't we only have one reinforced division in front of us?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Giles shook his head: "No, there shouldn't be that many. General White Horse launched a surprise attack. It was our troops who mythologized him and turned him into a frightened bird. We can't continue like this. We ordered all ministries to emphasize to the soldiers that General White Horse also A mortal, he has no divine power, let alone a Shirter!"

Feliz: "Now it seems that there is something wrong with the propaganda strategy of the propaganda minister. He said that we are the Asa Protoss, but in mythology, the Asa Protoss will eventually face Ragnarok. The fire giant Shirter waved Giant sword, challenging the gods..."

Giles: "That's enough. Although it's almost nightfall, we must launch an attack immediately. Our tank troops may not be good at attacking the fortified area across the river, but it is not suitable if the trenches on the plain cannot be attacked. Heaven. I want to completely regain my position before it gets dark!"

　The leader of the alliance, Cat De Donkey, adds more information.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)