artillery arc

Chapter 30 The star of victory will shine on us
But Wang Zhong soon became unhappy.

He discovered that in addition to organizing troops with machine guns as the core like the German army, the Prosen army also had a characteristic that only the German army had in the mid-term: they were widely equipped with rifle grenades.

In real history, the German army only began to equip a large number of rifle grenades in the mid to late 42nd century. When Barbarossa first started, the German squads generally only had grenades.

The Proson Army is probably all veterans, and they are very good at using rifle grenades. Once their machine gun fire points are discovered, they will quickly eat rifle grenades.

Although in Wang Zhong's opinion, these rifle grenades may not be effective in killing machine gun groups. After all, the machine guns are all in the building and the positions are very tricky. However, it is impossible not to move after receiving the rifle grenades. If you move, there will be a gap in firepower.

Of course, the enemy did not have Wang Zhong's overlooking perspective, so it was a difficult problem to figure out where the machine guns were, but they forcibly solved this problem by relying on their combat experience and numbers.

And the enemy is obviously very familiar with this kind of urban meat grinding that combines infantry and tanks. The infantry scouts the way for the tanks in front, throwing grenades to clean up rooms one by one, while the tanks send machine gun positions to the sky one after another.

Although the enemy fought for a long time and paid the price of six tanks and hundreds of casualties, the third rear Amur regiment also lost the lives of three heavy machine guns and dozens of bombardiers.

Although only seven or eight buildings on the west side of the village have been captured by the Prosen army, Wang Zhong has already seen from the bird's eye view that if this continues, it will only be a matter of time before Penier falls.

The only good thing is that the third rear Amur regiment has high morale. Despite suffering huge losses, it is still bravely fighting the enemy house by house.

Wang Zhong knew that if he wanted to change the situation of the battle, he could only destroy all the enemy's tanks. Once the tanks were knocked out, the half-tracks accompanied by the infantry's unbridled use of machine gun fire would not be able to pose a threat.

But now four enemy tanks have blocked the two main roads on the west side of the village. The firepower points on both sides of the road no longer dare to fire. Once they fire, they will eat the tank guns.

The enemy was advancing along the main road and was about to reach the church and mechanical mill in the center of the town.

Wang Zhong saw that in Mr. Boyer's three-story manor to the north of the church, there was still the last unfired heavy machine gun on guard. Presumably, the enemy infantry would be killed in large numbers the moment they entered the open space in front of the church.

Moreover, the heavy machine gun position chosen by Yegorov was very tricky. To hit this machine gun, the enemy tanks had to drive into the open space directly in front of the church.

But the problem is that Yegorov has no anti-tank firepower.

Brother Yezemenko's Divine Arrow team originally wanted to retreat to the manor after their line of sight was blocked. However, they did not move in time and did not have time to cross the road on the northwest side of the village. Now they are blocked in a two-story building on the road. inside.

Unfortunately, the house only had windows on the north and south sides, and Yetsemenko's team did not have a good view of the enemy tanks on the street.

The enemy's infantry had advanced to about fifty meters away from them.

If you can't count on divine arrows, you can only rely on Molotov cocktails.

However, the enemy came too quickly, and only the initially produced Molotov cocktails were delivered to the bombardiers on the second floor on the west side of the village.

A large number of Molotov cocktails made later are now piled up in the winery, and they can only be carried forward bit by bit by human flesh. Whether they can be delivered to the right place or whether they can be used later is still questionable.

The enemy already knows the tactics here, and now the tanks will not advance unless the infantry controls the buildings on both sides.

We must find a way to kill the enemy's remaining four tanks.

Wang Zhong looked at the last T28 tank parked in the winery.

But this guy with thin skin and big stuffing will probably be sent to heaven once he appears in front of the enemy!

Wang Zhong looked down at the battlefield and was in trouble.

He had a severe fever at this time and felt top-heavy, as if he could ascend to heaven at any time.

Otherwise, just give up?
He had already played well, but now he was so ill that he passed out and no one would say anything.

With my eyes closed, even if the flood is raging, it has nothing to do with me - isn't this a very suitable way to ruin young people?

Perhaps because of this idea, Wang Zhong's consciousness became more and more blurred. In a trance, he saw two Proson soldiers discovering a local hiding in the cellar in a house in the west of the village.

Wang Zhong knew these locals, they were the family who refused his advice when they first entered the village. I remember the landlady next door said that the old lady with her grandson was called Ilinichna.

Old lady Ilinichna hugged her grandson tightly and protected him with her old body.

Her son and daughter-in-law were also there, and the four of them were trembling and huddled together.

The Prosin soldier looked at Ilinichna's son and asked something in Prosin, but the old lady could only shake her head and said, "We don't know that we are just ordinary people."

Suddenly, the Plosen soldier shouted, stabbed the old lady's son to death with a bayonet, and then shouted in Ant language: "Desert!"

Another Prossen laughed: "Coward!"

The old lady's daughter-in-law was frightened and sat on the ground with her mouth wide open, while the old lady begged.

At this time, a sergeant entered the basement, looked down, and started to curse. While cursing, he raised his submachine gun and started shooting at the old lady and her family.

The daughter-in-law was knocked down directly. The old lady tried hard to protect her grandson, but was shot several times and fell down.

The last remaining child seemed unable to understand death. He looked blankly at his family members who fell on the ground, and then at the muzzle of Sergeant Prosen's submachine gun that was still smoking.

The sergeant went up and kicked the boy down, crushing his slender neck.

Wang Zhong was stimulated by this bloody scene and suddenly woke up.

Before they even took over the village, these beasts started slaughtering them! It is impossible to imagine what they want to do after occupying the village!

No! Wang Zhong hit his head hard to force himself to wake up.

Because he knows that if there is any opportunity for a comeback now, it will only be his cheat.

You must make use of plug-ins to destroy the enemy's remaining four tanks.

He looked at the last T422 multi-turret tank with tactical number 28 still parked in the winery.

This guy with thin skin and big stuffing can't compete with the enemy head-on. He has to find a way to get around the enemy's side or even behind him! Make full use of the "golden finger" of the bird's eye view!
Wang Zhong stretched his sight distance to the farthest point and overlooked the entire battlefield.

He discovered one thing: the smoke from the enemy's mortars had not dissipated yet, so the enemy tanks behind could not see the situation in the village.

In other words, if you leave the village and make a big circle from outside the village, the enemy's subsequent tanks will not be visible.

Give such an order to the 422 crew?

Considering the performance of the tank unit just now, the training and combat experience of the armored unit of the Ant Army are quite poor...

The soldiers at the grassroots level are very courageous, but there is nothing more than courage.

The most important thing is that they have no overlooking perspective and have no idea where the enemy is!

If you want to use this last tank to destroy the four enemy tanks, there is only one way:
I personally command this tank!
The moment this idea came up, Wang Zhong switched back to the naked eye perspective.

The violent beating of his heart made Wang Zhong deeply experience for the first time what "the heart is about to break free from the shackles of the chest". The large amount of adrenaline secreted made his hands and feet weak, and he suddenly stood up.

Su Fang was stunned as she held a handkerchief next to her.

As soon as Wang Zhong saw her, he grabbed her shoulders and stared at her.

"Uh... let me wipe your sweat. After all, I am just a hymn monk. All I can do is..."

Wang Zhong: "As long as I am alive, I will not let you be captured! Absolutely not!"

Yes, if I give up, not only will my soldiers die in battle and the civilians in the village will be massacred, but these lovely girls will also be humiliated by the enemy!

How can you give up?
There is only one thought in Wang Zhongshuo's confused mind, fuck the Prosen Japs, fuck you!

Su Fang was still confused: "Uh, did you admit the wrong person...I am not Miss Lyudmila..."

Wang Zhong dropped her and strode out quickly.

In fact, at this time, his head was as heavy as a big-headed doll, but with the help of adrenaline, he was able to move like a tiger.

Rushing out of the main workshop of the winery, Wang Zhong saw car No. 422 at a glance.

The car was parked inside the safe wall of the winery. Not a single bullet flew past it, but the turret cover of the car was tightly closed.

Wang Zhong was so angry that he seemed to have forgotten that he was having a high fever. He rushed directly to the tank and knocked on the hatch cover hard: "Open the hatch! You bastard, if you don't open the hatch, I will throw the Molotov cocktail!"

The commander of Car 422, a corporal whom Wang Zhong had met once before, opened the hatch and stuck his head out: "Don't throw it away!"

Wang Zhong: "Everyone else is fighting bloody battles, but you are still a coward like this when you are a reserve team here!"

"me……"

Wang Zhong pulled off his headphones and microphone: "Get out!"

"Eh?"

Wang Zhong: "I tell you to get out!"

The corporal hesitated for a moment: "Will I be shot? Deserters will be shot!"

Wang Zhong: "If you don't get out, you will be shot. Get out!"

The corporal crawled out shivering, but still stood beside the turret and refused to leave: "I didn't become a deserter, it was the count who asked me to come out..."

Wang Zhong kicked him down, climbed into the turret, and put on his headphones.

The corporal lying on the ground shouted: "Here you the tank cap..."

Wang Zhong didn't bother to pay attention to him at all. His brain didn't have enough time to think about too many things. Why is the survival rate higher in the retracted turret? If you don't wear a tank cap in the retracted turret, you will be hit all over the head. He didn't even think about any of this.

He only had one thought now, commanding this tank to make a beautiful retreat and disrupt the enemy's offensive. After putting on the headphones, he realized that his ears were ringing so much that he couldn't hear what the members were saying on the line.

It is said that the internal equipment of early Soviet tanks was very backward, and the commander had to use a wrench to give orders. We can only hope that tanks in this time and space are a little more advanced.

Wang Zhong hit the earphones several times and hit his head several times, but the tinnitus became worse.

After all, he now has a high fever and a large amount of adrenaline secretion, but the tinnitus is considered mild.

Wang Zhong didn't care anymore and shouted: "Instead of having tinnitus in your ears, why not give me some war songs!"

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but my tinnitus seems to have become a bit like music.

It's just that Wang Zhong was groggy and couldn't hear what the song was.

He didn't care and directly ordered: "Go forward! Get out!"

Outside the gate is the wreckage of Captain Lubokov's car, which can provide some cover.

Wang Zhong's order was carried out, and the tank engine roared and slowly started to move forward.

The soldiers at the gate quickly opened the door.

Halfway through the tank's exit, Wang Zhong gave a second order: "Turn left."

Turning left means heading east, which looks like running away.

In fact, Wang Zhong went to the other side.

The driver didn't raise any objection, or he might have raised it, but Wang Zhong couldn't hear it.

He has tinnitus - no, it's not tinnitus now, it's indistinguishable music.

In fact, he couldn't hear anything now. The sound of guns, the roar of engines, the screams of soldiers before they died, etc. were all drowned out by the tinnitus (music).

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Su Fang stood at the door and watched Count Rokosov drive away in a tank.

Someone exclaimed: "The count escaped in a tank!"

Su Fang shouted loudly: "No! He didn't run away! He said that as long as he lives, he will not let me... let us be captured! If you shake the morale of the army like this, I will shoot you!"

The person who shouted stopped immediately.

Su Fang looked out the door again. At this time, there was nothing left except the ruts of the tanks.

Count Rokosov, can I really trust you?

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Wang Zhong: "Turn right!"

He couldn't hear the response and could only slap the top of the turret hard: "Turn right!"

The track on the right side of the tank braked suddenly and completed the right turn in a tail-flicking manner.

Wang Zhong was shaken so much that his brains almost flew out.

At this time, he was still in the overlooking mode, and he was vomiting violently.

But this did not stop him from commanding: "Go all the way along the stone wall, aim the main gun directly in front of the car body, and load high-explosive bombs!"

The order was executed perfectly. At this time, the tank happened to drive past a wooden house in the southernmost part of the village - it might be a hut - and the view suddenly became clear. A Proson half-track vehicle was parked on the edge of the wheat field.

Wang Zhong: "Emergency stop! Emergency stop!"

The tank brakes. Thanks to the relatively long T28 tank, it does not shake much when it makes an emergency stop, otherwise Wang Zhong would probably fly out.

The Prossens near the half-track vehicle were shocked. The machine gunner on the vehicle was shooting at the village with a machine gun. When he saw the tank, he quickly turned his gun.

"Target. Half-track, fire!"

The smoke emitted from the muzzle blocked Wang Zhong's field of vision. It was obviously just a small 45mm cannon, but it made quite a lot of noise when firing.

The front half of the half-track vehicle was blown up and the surrounding Ploson soldiers immediately fell to the ground like bowling pins.

The machine guns on the two small turrets in front of the T28 fired fiercely, and in a blink of an eye, no one could still stand up.

At this time, Wang Zhong felt that his feet were a little weak, so he simply sat on the edge of the hatch and held the hatch cover sideways: "Keep going!"

At this time, Wang Zhong finally heard clearly what the noisy music in his ears was - in fact, he finally fainted and hallucinated, mistaking the physical tinnitus for music.

He clearly heard a voice singing in his ear:

Hear the battle horn and sound the alarm/Put on the military uniform and pick up weapons/The youth league members assemble/Embark on the journey to defend the country with one heart!
Wang Zhong nodded to the rhythm of the song, and at the same time did not forget to give the order: "Turn the vehicle body 90 degrees to the right, turn the turret degrees to the right, and load the armor-piercing projectiles!"

While the tank turned, the machine gun on the front turret kept firing tracer bullets, harvesting all the Prossens like the scythe of death.

Wang Zhong even took the time to pay attention to the distance and made sure that the smoke was blocking the tanks behind the enemy.

Car No. 422 ran like this and surrounded the village entrance in the southwest.

"Turn right and stop suddenly when you hit the road!"

Wang Zhong's orders were executed to the letter.

After a brief shake, Wang Zhong confirmed with his naked eyes the backs of the enemy's two tanks.

"Target the tank on the left, fire!"

The shock wave of the artillery fire caused all the dust on the surrounding ground to fly up.

A hole immediately appeared on the back of the target's head, but from the naked eye's perspective it was impossible to tell that the tank had been destroyed.

But Wang Zhong could clearly see from his bird's eye view that all three people in the target turret were wiped out.

Wang Zhong: "Load armor-piercing rounds! Switch the target and aim at the tank on the right!"

When the turret was rotating, the song in Wang Zhong's ears happened to reach the chorus, so he hummed along: "See you again, dear mother, please kiss your son goodbye~"

At this time, the enemy infantry discovered the tank behind, so a brave corporal rushed onto the tank and knocked on the hatch of the tank with his hand.

The coaxial machine gun opened fire, and the corporal was beaten to a pulp, but the tracer bullets also exposed the direction of the machine gun fire, and the enemy tank began to turn its turret!
Wang Zhong shouted: "Fire!"

In fact, he didn't know whether the loading was complete or not, he couldn't hear it.

But the moment he roared out, the cannon responded to him.

The armor-piercing bullet hit the target, and the rotating turret immediately stopped. The next moment, the enemy tank crew climbed out of the tank.

The coaxial machine gun immediately and unceremoniously took away their souls.

At this time, Wang Zhong noticed from a bird's eye view that two tanks on another street suddenly stopped attacking the defending infantry.

One car started to turn around, and the other car seemed to be planning to cut in from the side alley.

It should be the radio. The second destroyed tank told its teammates through the radio that it had been sidetracked.

Wang Zhong smiled. Are you going to start a street fight with the person who drew the map with me?

He immediately issued an order for the tank to drive into the alley next to it.

As he moved, he continued to hum along with the voice in his ears:
Goodbye, mom, don’t be sad, don’t be sad, wish us a safe journey~
When the second chorus was sung, Wang Zhong directed the tank to go around the side of the enemy's No. 188 vehicle. With the sound of "fire", the enemy vehicle's ammunition exploded and the turret flew high.

There's only one left!

That car followed their route and circled back to the northwest village entrance, intending to outflank Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong's response was simple, just let the tank drive onto the street, turn the barrel to the southwest, and wait for it to appear.

While waiting, the tank's machine gun mowed down the Prosen soldiers on the street.

Wang Zhong just hummed:

Goodbye my dear hometown, the star of victory will shine on us~
The last tank appeared. Without waiting for Wang Zhong's order, the gunner stepped on the firing pedal, and the armor-piercing bullet hit the center of the tank body.

The target burned almost immediately, and the Prossen tanker got out of the hatch with his whole body on fire, and fell to the ground rolling desperately.

Wang Zhong personally operated the machine gun on the top of the tank turret, shooting at the enemy tank crews, and singing while shooting: "Goodbye, mother, don't be sad, don't be sad, wish us a safe journey! Ula!"

The deafening sound of urrahs came from the streets and alleys, and the infantry of the third rear Amur regiment poured out like a tide, killing the enemy who had lost the cover of tanks.

Wang Zhong proudly announced: "Victory!!!"

Then he seemed to have burned out the last bit of his life force and passed out.

(End of this chapter)