artillery arc

Chapter 295 The Power of the Media (Update 30/33)

Wang Zhong: "What team did you just say?"

Lieutenant Colonel Donald: "Volunteer Flying Corps. We once volunteered to join the Flying Corps to fight for the United Kingdom when the United Kingdom was at its most dangerous. In July this year, Prossen basically stopped large-scale air strikes against the United Kingdom, and we returned to the United Kingdom. country. But many of our comrades have shed their blood, so we will fight with Prosen in another place."

Wang Zhong: "The United States Air Force - I mean the Army Air Force is not prepared to fight the enemy in the near future?"

Lieutenant Colonel Donald: "The main thing is to defend the homeland of the United States and go to Asia and the Pacific to fight the Fuso Empire. But we want to fight the Prossens."

Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows: "So, do you plan to use these planes yourself?"

Lieutenant Colonel Donald: "No, we just transport the aircraft over. The specific type of aircraft we fly depends on the situation. In fact, most of the aircraft we fly in the United Kingdom are Mustangs, which are somewhat different from the P47 and need to be replaced. train."

Donald paused and said seriously: "Plotson pilots are very good. We don't want to encounter them when we are not fully prepared."

Wang Zhong turned to the Air Force General and said: "These are pilots with rich combat experience. I think we can let them teach our pilots how to fight with the Proson pilots."

Dostoyev nodded: "The Air Force has indeed added a large number of pilots who only have flying club experience. They generally have not flown much, and of course they have not fought with the enemy."

While talking, almost all the 30 P47s in the sky landed, but there was the sound of engines again in the sky.

Wang Zhong: "Are there any planes left?"

General Dostoyev: "There are still thirty P39 Flying Snake fighter jets."

Wang Zhong thought to himself that he still gave it to Fei She.

Lieutenant Colonel Donald next to him said: "This is a relatively bad aircraft. The cockpit is narrow, the engine air intake is not good, and it is easy to overheat. If the Army Aviation does not want them, most of them will be given to you."

Wang Zhong wanted to laugh, because these shortcomings of the Flying Snake were all overcome by Maozi by accident. For example, the cockpit was narrow, which had never been a problem.

Although Maozi is big and thick, it requires very little space and can be easily accommodated. On the other side of the earth, the Lend-Lease Act gave Maozi the M3 Grant Lee tank. Maozi looked at it and said, "Oh, there's a lot of space." He was stunned and stuffed seven or eight fully armed infantry into the tank, treating the tank as an infantry battle. For cars.

The key is that this tank can still fight and fire normally after being filled with so many infantry.

There should be only Indians who can stuff better than Maozi.

There is also overheating. Just kidding, let’s look at the combat environment. Is this a shortcoming? This is obviously an advantage, it is not easy to freeze.

Thinking of these Wang Zhong was already smiling, Vasily was confused: "What happened to this kind of aircraft?"

Wang Zhong: "It's nothing. We'll know if it's good or not until pilots fly it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fleet of aircraft appeared in multiple flying geese formations, flying neatly over the airport.

Vasily said in surprise: "This time it's an airplane that looks like a cigar! So this one is liquid-cooled?"

Wang Zhong: "Yes, you can tell the difference by looking at the appearance. The one with a long and slim body has a liquid-cooled engine, while the one with a thick and short body has an air-cooled engine."

As he spoke, he turned to Lieutenant Colonel Donald: "Are these also flown by the Volunteer Flying Team?"

"Yes, this way we don't have to go back and can fight directly here." Lieutenant Colonel Donald said.

Wang Zhong: "Very good, more instructors."

"About this," Donald was a little embarrassed, "Actually, most members of the flight team don't speak Antese, so it might be difficult for the instructors to do this. I didn't have the chance to talk about it just now."

Wang Zhong: "Then you can engage in air combat with our pilots, using the tactics of the Prosen army. Let them become familiar with the enemy's technology."

Donald: "That's really upsetting."

At this time, all the P47 pilots had assembled. Donald's deputy ran over quickly and saluted him. He spoke in English. Wang Zhong could only barely guess that what he said was: "Lieutenant Colonel, the first flight team of the Volunteer Flying Team has assembled." complete."

"I know." The lieutenant colonel nodded, "Nothing special, just anything."

Wang Zhong frowned, the second half of the speech was too fast for him to understand.

There is no way, the peak of his English was during the college entrance examination, and now it has completely deteriorated.

Vasily: "He said we can go and rest according to Ant's arrangement. It's been a hard long flight."

Wang Zhong: "Do you still understand this?"

Vasily: "Actually, Prosin and Onsa are related to a certain extent. It is relatively easy to learn Onsa after understanding Prosin. But it is difficult to learn Carolingian. They are two systems. Plus Lorraine and Castilian are another system.”

Wang Zhong: “Can you speak Carolingian and Castilian?”

Vasily looked at Wang Zhong in shock: "Don't you know Carolingian? You are a noble!"

Wang Zhong: "The era when nobles all knew Carolingian was more than a hundred years ago. It was the era of the conqueror!"

At this time, General Dostoyev coughed, attracting the attention of the two and then mouthed towards Donald.

Wang Zhong and Vasily looked over together, and happened to see Donald leading his adjutant over.

Lieutenant Colonel Donald: "Members of the Volunteer Flying Corps would like to take a photo with you."

Wang Zhong: "Me?"

"Yes, everyone thinks you are the star of victory and can bring good luck."

Wang Zhong originally wanted to say that this was superstition, but then he thought about it. In this world, divine arrows can really hit the enemy by praying, so it is better not to despise superstitious behavior.

Although secularists believe that the guidance of the divine arrow will one day be scientifically explained, possibly through quantum mechanics, it will be explained anyway.

Wang Zhong: "Okay, when all the flying snakes land, I will take a photo with you all."

He paused and then asked: "Am I so famous in the United States?" "Yes." Lieutenant Colonel Donald smiled, "This is also due to the Prossenians. One of the shareholders of Xinxiang Daily is a Prossenian. Before the declaration of war, they had been publishing various articles in the daily newspapers praising the invincible army of Plosin. They spent a lot of time boasting about Agsukov’s victory.”

Wang Zhong understood immediately, boomerang, right? There are boomerangs in this era.

Donald smiled and said: "Then the scene of you annihilating one hundred thousand Prosin soldiers in Kalanskaya and parading a group of generals with you was immediately known to everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the deputy took out a notebook from the map bag he carried, then unfolded the notebook's title page and showed Wang Zhong the newspaper clippings inside.

In the black-and-white photo, Wang Zhong rides Busi Faras with his head held high and his chest high, and he looks heroic, with General Proson's queue next to him.

The main thing is that General Prossen’s military uniform has a red collar badge, and the photographer of the photo doesn’t know what technique he used to make this red collar badge very obvious.

Wang Zhong: "So the flattery of the Prossenian before has suddenly become a super double effect on me?"

"That's it. The other Plosonian was found to be in collusion with the Ploson embassy and was arrested as a spy."

Good catch!
Donald continued: "In addition, the most famous general here before was General Douglas. He liked to wear sunglasses and smoke a pipe. The contrast between you and him is too big, and the result is more propaganda effect."

Wang Zhong: "Is it because of the contrast?"

"Yes, General Douglas likes to do some outrageous things and get them published in the newspapers."

Wait a minute, this general is called Douglas, and he likes to wear sunglasses and hold a pipe——

A specific BGM and AI's magnetic dubbing suddenly sounded in Wang Zhong's mind:

Five-star General MacArthur commented that if Rokossov was given a front army, he would dare to drink from the Atlantic coast, from Ireland to Cathay, which is Ant's land...

Wang Zhong: "I would like to have a drink with General Douglas when I have time."

Lieutenant Colonel Donald sighed: "That will have to wait until he repels the Fuso Empire's army. When we took off, the broadcast said that the Fuso Empire had landed where General Douglas was stationed."

Wang Zhong: "The enemy is just a paper tiger, we will definitely win."

At this time, the pilots flying P39 gradually gathered around. Wang Zhong saw the last group of circling P39 double-plane formation landing, and suggested: "It seems that all the planes have landed. Or are there still planes that have not arrived?"

"No more. There are only sixty in the first batch. The transport planes landed early and transferred the goods to the train."

Wang Zhong: "Then let's take pictures."

After speaking, there happened to be a flash of a flashlight and a "pop" sound. When Wang Zhong turned around, he saw reporter Mike and his partner.

If this kind of thing doesn't happen, it must be because they are sick and can't get out of bed, or the Proson spy assassinated them.

Wang Zhong: "Let me introduce to you, this is the creator of the photo in the newspaper clipping! My old friend Mike, the reporter, and his partner, the photojournalist Robert!"

Reporter Mike came over with a smile, while Robert kept looking for a place to take pictures.

"As soon as we heard that you were going to greet the flying team in person, we rushed over immediately." Reporter Mike said.

Wang Zhong: "I came just in time. I want to take a photo with everyone in the volunteer flying team. They seem to think this can bring good luck."

Reporter Mike: "Okay, we all need good luck at times like this."

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The next day, December 914, Jules 12, Wang Zhong picked up the front page of the newspaper in the restaurant of the manor and found that it was not the one with the volunteer flying team, but that he was chatting with Lieutenant Colonel Donald. Photo.

The photo looks like a Lieutenant Colonel of the United States Air Force listening to the teachings of the Victory Star.

Wang Zhong couldn't help but frown. This must have been specially selected by the church. He didn't know which one the United States would use.

Neli passed by Wang Zhong, stretched out her head to take a look, and said, "You have been on the front page most of the time recently."

Wang Zhong: "Is it so frequent?"

Nellie: "Yes, you and Her Majesty Olga I are basically equally divided. Am I ready to be upgraded to a royal maid?"

Wang Zhong: "Don't think about it. Besides, whether there will be a royal family after the war is still a question."

When Wang Zhong thought about the war, he felt dizzy. He simply forced himself not to think about it. After all, the enemy was facing the enemy. How could he dare to think about what happened after the war before he had defeated Prosen.

This has pushed the United Kingdom to the edge. If Barbarossa hadn't started, the air raids might have continued! It’s not Gojo Tokusan who failed to make the Royal Air Force happy.

In order to distract his attention, Wang Zhong asked: "What are you eating today?"

"Sparm with caviar, and canned sturgeon."

Wang Zhong: "Except for the aid from the United States, is the supply of fish only normal?"

Nelly: "Today is fish day."

"Oh...I forgot."

Fish Day was only a non-mandatory rule before, but now supply has become difficult, so it has been established as a mandatory standard.

However, it is quite abstract to be able to supply unlimited amounts of caviar when supply is difficult.

At this time, the phone rang, and Wang Zhong picked up the receiver: "I'm Rokossov, what's wrong?"

Pavlov's voice came from the other side: "You'd better come to Kubinka and have a look. A group of different recruits have arrived. I don't know how to deal with them."

Wang Zhong frowned, wondering why the new recruits were so difficult to deal with. It couldn't be the Leopard II A6, right?
"I'll be there in a minute," he said.

(End of this chapter)