artillery arc

Chapter 34 Determination beyond time and space

Major Schlieffen was originally asking the staff about the location of the 351st Regiment behind him, when suddenly a strange sound came from the village of Haute Penier.

Because of the distance, the sound was very weak, but the major's ears were very good, and he still clearly heard that many people were shouting "Ula" in unison.

"The enemy's morale is very high," he said.

The communications staff officer didn't respond: "What? Did you say the 351st Regiment?"

"I'm talking about the enemy." Major Schlieffen looked in the direction of Upper Penier Village.

The chief of staff suggested: "You can let the mortars fire a wave of rapid fire, followed by the infantry artillery of the 351st Regiment to replace the firepower of the mortars."

"No." Schlifen waved his hand, "The victors have the right not to be disturbed when celebrating their victory. Anyway, they will be defeated by us in the end. Now let them live in illusions."

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Wang Zhong——Next to Count Rokossov.

Su Fang burst into tears when she heard this, and kept tugging on Lyudmila's clothes next to her - mainly because Lyudmila was the only woman she could look at now, and she had no one else's clothes to tug on.

Lyudmila looked stunned. She didn't even care about her sleeve being pulled wildly, but looked at Alexey Konstantinyevich Rokoso in the truck with suspicious eyes. husband.

Lyudmila couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Is this still the same Alyosha?"

Yegorov heard these words, and the veteran said: "Men will change on the battlefield, maybe for the better, or maybe for the worse. The Earl has obviously changed for the better."

Lyudmila still frowned: "But I studied with him at the Pushkin School in St. Yekaterinburg, and he always got zero marks for his essays. And he also liked to write some nonsense rhymes and send them to the Grand Duke's family as poems. Thousands of gold.”

Yegorov: "Perhaps in his opinion, these are just plain words that come from his feelings, but they have been baptized by the flames of war, so they can particularly touch people's hearts."

Lyudmila wanted to say something else, but Rokosov got out of the truck.

He was still running a fever, so his steps were unsteady. Lyudmila decisively stepped up to help him.

Moreover, the girl was prepared to be taken advantage of and even puffed out her chest.

But Rokosov just said thank you and walked forward along the street.

The soldiers were still shouting "Hurrah" to the count.

Yegorov was stunned: "Marshal Mikhailovich's treatment during the civil war was nothing more than this!"

Lyudmila looked at Fa Xiao's somewhat unfamiliar back with confusion.

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Wang Zhong didn't notice the girl's thoughts at all.

Maybe under different circumstances, he would look at the girl's face more, or take advantage of the physical contact just now.

But now, he doesn't have that intention at all.

Now women will only affect the speed at which he draws his sword - no, this statement is too retro, it should be said that it will only affect the accuracy of machine gun fire.

Of course, another big reason is that his fever has not completely gone away yet.

For people like Wang Zhong who already have a fever, antibiotics will not work so quickly, and it may take tomorrow or even the day after tomorrow to completely reduce the fever.

But the current situation prevents him from resting in a hospital bed.

The enemy is on the back slope less than two kilometers away, and they may receive reinforcements at any time.

On the other hand, not to mention increasing the number of employees, communication with superiors has even been cut off.

The Ant Army's main long-distance communication relied on telegraphs, but the Ant Army's radio stations were only assigned to the infantry division level.

In addition, His Excellency the Duke's communication unit was wiped out by naval guns, and Wang Zhong now doesn't have a radio station - even if he does, he can't communicate because no one can decode it.

In short, Wang Zhong's small force is now completely cut off from its superiors.

The superiors may have thought that the Second Battalion of the 31st Regiment of the Fourth Tank Corps was guarding here.

So under such circumstances, how could Wang Zhong relax and rest.

Of course, another option is not to defend here and directly exploit it. After all, the order was given to the 31nd Battalion of the st Regiment of the th Tank Corps and has nothing to do with Wang Zhong's headquarters.

However, this option has been ruled out by Wang Zhong.

At this time, Wang Zhong's purpose had seriously deviated from the original "saving life", but he himself was not aware of this change.

He was just thinking about how to complete the mission and how to beat up the damn Prosen Army.

As for why he wanted to complete the mission and why he wanted to beat up the Prosen Army, he had not had time to think about it.

He even had a vague idea of ​​what he wanted to do now: he wanted to visit the old lady Ilinichna's family who lived in the far west of the village.

That was the ostensible reason that prompted him to jump on the tank and launch a daring attack.

Wang Zhong walked to the fork in the road between the winery and the mechanical mill.

The wreckage of a T28 tank is parked next to the winery wall.

A white horse stood next to the tank, nuzzling the tank turret.

Wang Zhong stopped and looked at the white horse.

He thought of Captain Lubokov who liked to ride a white horse.

This should be the white horse, after all, the tank is Lubokov's car.

Wang Zhong turned around and asked Yegorov: "Where is Captain Lubokov?"

Yegorov: "Still in the tank, we haven't had time to bury the compatriots who died in the battle." Wang Zhong recalled Lubokov's performance during the battle and said: "He was very brave, but it was a pity that he lacked enough experience."

In fact, Wang Zhong wanted to add that he "didn't hear my order clearly", but when he thought about it carefully, he was lying in the headquarters of the winery, but he could tell the person who was driving the tank whether the enemy had been destroyed or not. This was too detailed to consider. Strange.

So I didn’t talk about the latter part.

To be honest, among the commanders of the four tanks, only Lubokov is of great use, the others are either fools or cowards.

Wang Zhong: "If the enemy doesn't come tonight, let the logistics department take out Lubokov's body and find a place to bury it."

"Yes." Yegorov nodded.

Wang Zhong looked at the white horse.

He raised his uninjured left hand and gestured to the horse: "Come."

Ma stared at Wang Zhong for a second, then turned around and gently smelled Wang Zhong's hair with his nose.

Wang Zhong has never ridden a horse and doesn't know how to deal with horses. He only remembers that when playing "Red Dead Redemption 2", he had to gently pat the horse's neck to comfort the newly acquired horse.

So he did as he remembered and patted the white horse's neck.

The horse was very docile and nuzzled Wang Zhong's cheek.

Wang Zhong had finished riding the horse, grabbed the reins and handed it to Yegorov: "Let the logistics staff take care of it. I may have to ride it when we retreat tomorrow night."

"Ok."

Wang Zhong took one last look at the burned-to-scrap tank and took a deep breath.

Lubokov was not the only one who died in the morning battle, and there was no time to grieve for the young captain.

Wang Zhong continued walking westward along the road.

The soldiers continued to cheer him along the way until Yegorov shouted: "Stop cheering! Keep reinforcing the fortifications! Run, you pigs!"

The soldiers dispersed in a hurry.

Wang Zhong finally saw the house of old lady Ilinichna and her family - the house was on the westernmost side of the village and was the only way for the enemy to attack.

Standing at the door of the house, you can see the command tanks of the Prossens on the hillside.

The one-eyed dragon is there.

Wang Zhong stared at the top of the mountain for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze and pushed open the wooden door.

He went straight down to the basement.

The old lady Ilinichna and her family were still in the basement, maintaining the same posture as when they were tortured and killed.

Flies were flying around the basement in an unsightly manner.

Wang Zhong walked forward slowly and found that the old lady was still protecting her grandson, but the child had been killed by a sinful bullet.

Wang Zhong thought of his parents in the dream again.

Then he remembered his visit to Jinling during the summer vacation when he first entered college and what he saw at the Memorial Hall of the Victims of the Jinling Massacre by the Japanese Invaders.

Before entering the Memorial Hall of the Victims, Wang Zhong thought it was just some pictures and exhibits. Later he found out that he was wrong.

Starting from the statues at the entrance of the Memorial Hall of the Victims, very artistic techniques are used to create a solemn and sad atmosphere. After entering the museum, the photos are arranged to exude astonishing lethality.

After coming out of the museum, Wang Zhong silently bought a bouquet of white flowers and placed them in front of the Peace Monument.

Because of modern history, the Chinese people will naturally sympathize with the party being invaded, and will naturally hate the invaders who committed atrocities.

It’s something ingrained in the genes from a hundred and fifty years of suffering.

Here, in this basement, Wang Zhong completed his final ideological transformation.

Yes, I'm not from the Ant Empire, and I don't have any good impressions of the imperial system. I think the nobles should be hanged.

But I cannot tolerate bestiality happening in front of me.

Just let me stand by and watch if I can't do it, okay?

Wang Zhong exerted force and bit the tip of his tongue slightly, so the salty smell of blood spread in his mouth.

If he jumped on the tank in the morning and unconsciously chose the most efficient and most likely way to complete the plan, then now, Wang Zhong is conscious and able to weigh the pros and cons, and actively chooses to fight the invaders to the end. .

The moment he made such a decision, Wang Zhong was filled with pride.

He had always admired the International Brigades in the Spanish Civil War.

Now, he is also an internationalist fighter.

For justice!

To protect the weak!
To destroy evil!

Wang Zhong decided to fight to the last minute as Count Alexei Konstantinovich Rokosov.

With a high spirit, Wang Zhong turned around and said to Yegorov: "Bury them immediately. In addition, recruit young adults in the town who are willing to fight with us and let them pile up the corpses of the enemies in the town. Village entrance.

"At the door of this house."

Yegorov frowned and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Wang Zhong gritted his teeth and said, "I want to make the Prosen people feel fear."

(End of this chapter)