artillery arc

Chapter 404 Childhood and Youth in War

For the rest of the day on the 19th, the battlefield, which had been noisy for several days, suddenly became quiet.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Zhong walked out of the warehouse and looked at the sun in the west.

He suddenly remembered the old song from Earth: The sun is about to set in the west, and the end of the devil is coming~
It’s a pity that Proshen does not use the sun as a symbol, and the idea of ​​sunset has nothing to do with Proshen, otherwise Wang Zhong could "create" another song.

The warehouse where the headquarters is located cannot see the entire sunset as the sun is first blocked by the surrounding buildings.

Wang Zhong suddenly wanted to go around, so he turned to Vasily and said, "Go tell Pavlov that I'm riding around the city. Tell him to handle any emergencies first and don't report to me."

After saying that, he walked straight to the gate, and as he walked, he called to Gregory who was smoking in the yard: "Come on, walk with me."

"Let's ride horses. This city is a bit too big for walking alone." Gregory said as he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, put it out with the toe of his leather shoe, and rubbed it a little.

Wang Zhong thought about it and felt that it was right: "Go and put the saddle on it and lead it over. I'll wait here. There's still some time before the sun sets."

Gregory turned and walked towards the stable.

Vasily came back at this time, glanced at Gregory's back and said, "Go riding? It's time to ride for a while. If we don't let Bucephalus take a walk, it will summon Proson's bomb or something else and blow up the stable."

Wang Zhong frowned: "Has it become so outrageous?"

"Yes."

Wang Zhong shook his head: "No, you guys should believe in science. Bucephalus is just lucky."

While speaking, Wang Zhong was thinking, damn, I am saying this in a world where there is divine power to guide missiles. If there really is a god, just throw a bomb at me.

But on the other hand, the fact that the Chongsheng Sect has been subjected to this treatment and nothing serious has happened shows that these divine powers may really be natural phenomena of this world.

Or some ancient super technology.

But those have nothing to do with Wang Zhong, a general who commanded the war with cheats. That is the scientists' headache.

At this time, Wang Zhong suddenly heard the sound of engines in the east, and muttered: "It should be another brigade of the 40th Army. I wonder how many tanks they have left."

Vasily: "I feel it is similar to the two brigades that arrived this morning and at noon. We will know when we go and take a look later."

At this time, Gregory came over leading two horses, and the stableman behind him led another horse.

Gregory: "I brought three horses here, just enough for you, General, plus me and the standard bearer."

Wang Zhong shook his head: "No, there is no need to bring a flag bearer. The last horse is for Vasily. We are just going to take a simple walk around the city."

Gregory nodded, checked the saddles of the two horses again, and then handed the reins to Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhongfei mounted the horse and gently shook the reins, and Bucephalus walked towards the gate with a cheerful step.

Wang Zhong, who was riding on the horse, could even feel that its steps had some rhythm. If there was a military band playing a march nearby, it would definitely be able to follow the rhythm.

When Wang Zhong walked out of the door, the first thing he saw was a row of tanks parked on the street, and several children were climbing on the tanks as if they were rockery.

The soldiers of the 40th Tank Army were watching the children and laughing, and didn't even notice Wang Zhong coming out on horseback.

Wang Zhong: "What happened to these children? Why weren't they sent back?"

The moment he opened his mouth, the soldiers looked over, stood up and saluted him.

When the children saw this scene, they followed suit and saluted Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong casually returned the greeting and repeated the question.

The soldiers looked at each other in confusion, it seemed they had no idea why these children were still in Yeisk.

At this time, the older child standing on the tank turret said, "Our parents were killed in the bombardment of Plossen. Now we are all orphans."

Wang Zhong's eyes immediately softened as he looked at the children.

The leading child shouted: "Don't feel sorry for us, General, I am their leader now, I can take good care of them!"

The other children nodded: "Yes!"

Wang Zhong: "But we won't keep fighting here forever. We plan to retreat in August. What will you do then?"

The King of Children was stunned: "Are you going to retreat? They all say that you are the invincible Rokossov's troops. Will Rokossov's troops also retreat?"

Wang Zhong: "Of course. In fact, we have been retreating all the time last year, and we have retreated to the gate of Yekaterinburg. We want to use space to exchange time, and extend the enemy's supply line..." Wang Zhong hesitated when he said this. Can such a young child understand? Maybe we should set up an orphanage in the rear to take in these war orphans, so that their childhood will not be filled with misery because of the war.

As soon as this idea came into being, the leader of the children interrupted him: "I don't believe it! The brothers who drove the tanks said that Rokossov was very powerful and could tear apart the enemy's tanks with his bare hands. He is not as cowardly as you say. He just ran all the way!"

"Brothers driving tanks?" Wang Zhong looked up in surprise and suddenly realized that the tank soldiers who had just saluted him were very young, all of them looked to be around 20 years old.

Some of them even suspected that Wang Zhong had lied about his age in order to join the army.

Wang Zhong himself is very young, but he can already be regarded as the big brother in front of them.

Ah, yes, the armored forces suffered heavy losses last year, with more than 20,000 tanks lost alone, so these armored troops are all newly recruited -

Wang Zhong pointed at the highest-ranking sergeant among them and asked, "When did you join the army? Where were you when the war broke out? How many hours did you drive?"

The sergeant saluted: "I joined the army last April and was undergoing training in the rear when the war broke out. I have 270 hours of flying!"

Wang Zhong pointed to the private soldier beside the sergeant and asked, "What about you?"

Private: "I joined the army in February this year. When the war broke out, I was attending the tenth grade graduation ceremony in Linnica. I didn't drive a tank. I was a loader."

Wang Zhong: "I'm asking how long you have been doing combat training on tanks?"

The private scratched his head. "I don't know. Most of the time we trained in a wooden simulation cabin. We only got on the tank last month. How many hours did we drive in total?"

——We only stayed in the tank for sixty hours. If the members of the 40th Tank Army are all of this level, it’s no wonder that they ran here and broke down for %.

The quality of the tanks is not good, and the quality of the combat members is not good either. How can they face the elite Proson armored troops head-on?

Wang Zhong looked at these young faces and made up his mind not to have a head-on confrontation with the Proson armored forces in the future.

Anyway, the battlefield is so vast, I can just bully your infantry.

At this time, the child king who first answered the question asked: "Who are you?"

Wang Zhong: "I am Rokossov."

The children all stared with wide eyes.

Wang Zhong spread his hands and added: "As you can see, I am just an ordinary person. I can't tear a tank apart with my bare hands."

The children looked at each other.

Wang Zhong continued, "I am not six meters tall, and I can't cut bullets with a saber."

One girl asked, "Do you have an angel?"

"Of course..." Wang Zhong wanted to say of course not, but then he changed his mind and thought that Lyudmila was prettier than an angel, and so was Nelly. It seemed that he could not say that there was absolutely no such thing.

Of course, maybe the angels refer to the muscular giants who are several meters tall and can lift up mortals and swing them like hammers, but that is not the case. They are the angels of the Emperor.

The girl blinked her big eyes: "Is there any?"

Wang Zhong: “I don’t have any.”

In the end, he chose not to add supernatural elements to his legend.

The little girl looked visibly disappointed.

Wang Zhong: "I will ask the chaplains from the army to come to you later. You will stay with the chaplains and help with logistics, cooking and washing clothes, okay?"

He felt that if he directly persuaded these children to leave, they might not agree, so Wang Zhong chose a tricky method. He let the children become hired laborers of the army and help out. Then when the army left, they would naturally follow.

The King of Children was very happy when he heard that he could help: "Great! The priest wanted to send us away before, but I said we would not leave because we still have family members who have not been found, and maybe they will come looking for us. But we will help Rokossov fight the Proson devils!"

"Yes!" the children said in unison.

Wang Zhong: "Okay, so when the priests come, follow them and remember to work hard, otherwise the soldiers may have nothing to wear and nothing to eat!"

"Yes!" The leader of the children took the lead in standing at attention and saluting, and the other children immediately followed suit, looking quite genuine.

Wang Zhong was riding on a horse and couldn't stand at attention, but he tried his best to straighten his upper body and saluted all of them.

Then the Commandant's evening patrol continued.

(End of this chapter)