artillery arc

Chapter 252 Old friends gather together

Admiral Turgenev said that additional troops for the Guards would arrive on the night of November 11, so Wang Zhong took a nap for the night.

As a result, he was woken up by the cold after sleeping for two hours. When he got up, he saw Nellie adding carbon to the stove.

Just when Wang Zhong wanted to speak, he sneezed several times.

Nellie: "You think the cold is not a problem with the charcoal fire. This bunker only considers artillery protection, not warmth. I went to the logistics department to get a leather bag to use as a hot water bottle, but they haven't replenished it yet. They didn't expect it to get cold so fast. "

Wang Zhong wiped his nose with paper and said, "If you don't have a hot water bottle, you can get in bed and warm me by yourself!"

Nelijiatan stopped her hand and looked at Wang Zhong with an expression that said, "It's useless, the master is talking nonsense again."

Wang Zhong added: "Lyudmila won't mind, she will also thank you for not letting me catch a cold!"

Nellie's expression changed slightly, the same expression she had last time swatting flies with a fly swatter.

Wang Zhong: "Why are you looking at me like this? I'm just proposing a solution. Forget it, give me the clothes."

Nellie: "Actually, it's not that hot. Look, I took it directly with my hands. If it would burn you, I wouldn't do it."

Nellie: "Aren't you going to take advantage of me?"

Wang Zhong: "Nellie, you should be my mother...ah, tang, tang, tang!"

Because Nellie also wore a coat over her maid uniform, her waist doubled in size.

Neli put down the small bucket of carbon and the tools for clamping carbon, took off her gloves that were full of carbon dust, picked up Wang Zhong's clothes and came over.

"It shouldn't be." Nellie replied, "That's good, that's good."

Wang Zhong: "Should I take it?"

Wang Zhong: "Are you following the rules?"

Wang Zhong: "That's it, then I don't want you anymore. I need to replace you with an orderly who can't scald me with a kettle!"

Wang Zhong: "Come on, you can get burned right now... Uh-huh, you're so hot!"

Neli was talking loudly just now, but now she pursed her lips and looked at Wang Zhong.

After saying that, she took out a kettle: "Although there is no hot water bottle, I filled the kettle with hot water and made do with it. It will burn you if you put it close to your body, but it is suitable to put under your coat or coat."

Nellie then took the kettle away from Wang Zhong's ungloved hand: "It's a pity that I can't reach your face."

Wang Zhong, who was suddenly attacked, let go of his hand, and Neli landed lightly. She was worthy of being a perfect and elegant maid.

"It is also the duty of a servant to educate a young and ignorant master. What's more, you are not my master now. I am a civilian husband hired by Ant Army. There is no need to continue the master-servant etiquette of the past."

"Is it ok to not get burned?"

Why do you still want to burn your face?
Wang Zhong grabbed Neli's waist with both hands and lifted her up, just like the old baboon lifting Simba the Lion King.

Nelly picked up the carbon bucket, turned around and left the bunker.

Wang Zhong just got dressed with her help, sneezing a few more times in the process.

Wang Zhong saw that this trick was effective, and immediately looked at Nellie triumphantly: "What's wrong, don't speak anymore? Hey, you just taught me a lesson, as if you were very powerful, but it turns out that you are also my little fan girl, and now you are exposed Bar!"

She maintained a alert posture, as if she was ready to use her vaginal legs at any time.

"Wait a minute, give me the kettle! Don't leave, I'm just kidding! I won't change it, I won't change it! Nellie! Mom!"

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Five minutes later, Pavlov saw Wang Zhong at the train station and asked in confusion: "Why are you as cold as an eggplant beaten by frost??"

Wang Zhong raised his head and looked at the heavy snowflakes flying in the sky: "Is this strange? Although I don't know what happens to eggplants beaten by frost, but I wonder if the person hit by the heavy snowstorm should be like me?"

Then he looked at Pavlov and Popov, who were standing straight.

"You two are from Ant, so that doesn't count!" he shouted.

Pavlov and Popov looked at each other: "Is he confused by the cold?"

Popov: "Looks like he's in good spirits."

Wang Zhong walked to the platform and stood with the two of them: "Yes, yes, it's okay."

"Stand up straight. If you do this, some parts of your clothes will not fit your body, and wind will enter." Popov said.

Mr. Wang: "You should have told me earlier."

He stood up straight, not sure if it was an illusion, but he seemed to be a little warmer.

At this time Nelly appeared again, holding a small linen bag in her hand.

Nellie: "I put a thick linen bag outside the iron kettle and stuffed some cotton into it. It should be much better. In addition, the hot water inside was replaced with freshly boiled water."

Wang Zhong took the bag and could indeed feel the temperature of the kettle inside through the thick cotton.

Nellie: "The rope can be tied to the button of the coat, so that it can be hung inside the clothes."

Wang Zhong was very moved and hurriedly stuffed the crude hot water bottle into his coat according to Nellie's instructions.

It's really warm now.

Pavlov: "Why do I feel like a mother is taking care of a son who cannot take care of himself?" Popov laughed.

At this time, the switchman finished checking the switch and began to pick up the green light to signal the train.

But no one on the platform could see the train in the heavy snow.

The radius of Wang Zhong's bird's-eye view was two kilometers. He could see the train at this time, but the heavy snow even affected his bird's-eye view. Only the headlights of the train in the snow and wind were more obvious.

The next moment, a whistle penetrated the wind and snow into everyone's ears.

The train's headlights were also visible to the naked eye. In such weather conditions, no aircraft could fly for aerial reconnaissance, so the train was not under light control.

The train whistled again and then slowly slid into the platform.

Behind the front of the locomotive and the coal-carrying carriage were the stuffy tank cars. This time the train didn't even have an anti-aircraft gun crew, it was all used to transport troops.

The door of the first tank car was opened from the inside, and additional soldiers wearing military coats and fur hats crowded around the door.

Before the car stopped, a tall man jumped onto the platform and laughed heartily at Wang Zhong: "Oh hahaha!"

Wang Zhongxin, what are you thinking, do you want to start singing? In the Peking Opera, the big painted face smiles so much that it would even be sung.

The big man limped towards Wang Zhong and said as he walked: "General! I'm here to find you again!"

Wang Zhong squinted his eyes, and after looking for a long time, he realized that this was Yegorov. He was shot in the leg when Orachi broke out, so he went back to recuperate.

Okay, it’s only been three months and your leg injury has healed?

Wang Zhong went up and held Yegorov's hand: "Hello, old man, no wonder General Turgenev suggested that I make potatoes and beef stew for dinner! It turns out that I want to welcome you, old man!"

Wang Zhong shook hands and gave up his position to Pavlov.

Pavlov gave Yegorov a hug: "You guy, you came back so soon! Didn't you say you would come back in half a year?"

Yegorov: "It's half a year. You see, my leg is still lame, but I can't bear it. They say the war is almost over, and this counterattack will push the enemy back to his hometown!"

Wang Zhong frowned: "Who said that?"

"Everyone is saying this. The newly wounded soldiers are all saying that the Prossens' firepower has obviously weakened, and the counterattack is bound to win."

Without waiting for Wang Zhong to answer, Popov stepped in and hugged Yegorov, and then said: "Now the idea of ​​quick victory is very common in the entire army, and we here also have the intention of looking down on the Prosins."

Wang Zhong looked serious: "This is not good."

Yegorov looked confused: "Aren't we going to fight back?"

Wang Zhong: "The counterattack is indeed inevitable, but the war will not end so soon. Proson still has great war potential. He has not even carried out general mobilization yet. We must be prepared for many years of hard struggle."

Yegorov was stunned for a moment, and then said immediately: "General, you do have your own opinions on the battle situation, and I believe you. But everyone else thinks that the enemy is going to be doomed. Almost everyone thinks so, and I'm afraid you can't change it either." Everyone’s opinion.”

Wang Zhong nodded: "Well, no matter what, you are back. We are about to counterattack. You will command the following infantry troops."

Yegorov: "Okay! Looks like I picked the right doctor!"

Wang Zhong hesitated for a moment and asked: "Doctor?"

"Yes, I tricked the doctor and asked her to agree to my request. Otherwise, how could I have a discharge certificate? Didn't you see that my legs were just walking? I gritted my teeth and walked seriously before getting on the train at the hospital."

Wang Zhong: "It's not good for you. What if you are lame forever?"

"It's okay! Dr. Katja said that at most it will hurt in the future, but it won't affect my walking. You see, as long as I grit my teeth and endure the pain, I can still walk normally, and even goose-step."

Wang Zhong was about to make some sharp comments when Yegorov said: "By the way, I also sent Dr. Katya to you. He is a surgeon with superb medical skills."

Only then did Wang Zhong notice a sturdy Ant woman standing not far away.

Yes, the kind of Ant woman who can fight a bear.

I can’t say he’s not good-looking, but it’s also true that he can fight a bear.

Wang Zhong gave Yegorov's hand and held it: "Welcome, Dr. Katya. My boys will be in charge of you next."

At this time, Wang Zhong suddenly thought of something. He turned around, pulled Yegorov aside and whispered: "Don't you have a fucking wife?"

Yegorov: "Beat to death by the Prosins."

Wang Zhong choked back all his words.

Yegorov: "You know why I came back in a hurry, right? By the way, Katya's husband died, and her father died in an air raid. We have a little... accounts to settle with Prosen."

When Yegorov said this, his eyes were fixed on Wang Zhong.

Although the light was not good now, Wang Zhong could still see the bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

Wang Zhong: "I know, you will beat them up in my place."

At this time, a major ran over and saluted Wang Zhong: "The supplementary troops of the 1st Guards Mechanized Infantry Division have been assembled. Please give instructions."

Yegorov pointed at the major and the neatly arranged soldiers behind him and said: "These are all veterans who have been on the battlefield. As soon as they say they want to add to your army, everyone rushes to come. We have to select them to participate." I brushed off those who were not fighting fiercely. These are people who have returned from hell, just like you, General."

Wang Zhong nodded, jumped on the bench on the platform, and said to everyone: "Everyone! I am back from hell just like you! You go to the troops tonight to replenish them, eat and drink well, and tomorrow we will let Proson Man, taste what hell is like!”

Everyone shouted in unison: "Ula!"

(End of this chapter)