artillery arc

Chapter 413 Repeating the same trick
At 23 a.m. on the rd, Wang Zhong said to Pavlov: "Let's get started."

Pavlov picked up the phone.

Popov complained: "I feel like this has happened many times."

"In fact, it happened many times," Wang Zhong recalled, raising his right hand to count on his fingers, "three times, right? Each time, I took a small bite of the enemy, and it kept repeating."

Popov sighed and said, "It would be great if we could achieve a small-scale victory now. It is unlikely that we can achieve a complete and decisive victory in one attack like we did last year in Prosen."

Wang Zhong added: "I did think that with the First Mobile Army in hand, we could conquer the world, but things didn't go as I expected. Proson is very strong, and we are not as strong as we thought."

As he spoke, Wang Zhong walked to the map, put his hands behind his back, and fell into deep thought.

After giving the order, Pavlov also came to the map and said, "The battlefield is a furnace. The new organization needs to be heated and tempered in the furnace, and finally put into water to cool, so that it can gradually become an invincible sword."

Wang Zhong nodded, and then suddenly thought of something: "Why didn't I hear any gunfire?"

Pavlov laughed: "The artillery position has been pushed forward twice. If we can hear the sound of artillery now, it means that the enemy's artillery has used some evil method to get near us. That would be terrible."

Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows: "Is that so?"

"We have made several major advances in the past two days. Although we have not been able to wipe out the enemy in an organized manner, it is already a very impressive achievement." Pavlov said, "The front headquarters sent a special congratulatory message last night."

Wang Zhong smiled bitterly and said, "It's mainly because it's impossible to build a solid defensive position on this ground. The grassland is full of holes made by field mice. Once the cannons are blown up, all the fortifications will be destroyed."

"No matter how you achieve victory, it is victory anyway. What matters is the result, not the process!" said Pavlov.

At this time, Su Fang brought a nun into the headquarters warehouse, walked all the way to Wang Zhong, and saluted: "The preparations for the ceremony are complete. The researchers asked me to remind you to stop the shelling before the fog rises."

Wang Zhong: "Don't worry, we are just repeating the old tricks, we know what to do. As for you, you must make sure there is heavy fog, because this time we are attacking in an open area, without the cover of fog we will suffer heavy losses."

Pavlov added: "Although we can use smoke bombs to achieve the same effect, the wind on the grassland has been strong recently, and the smoke bombs don't last long enough. In addition, our artillery shells are also in short supply, so the transportation of smoke bombs has been delayed."

The First Mobile Army had too many artillery pieces, which were terrifying when firing at full power, but also put enormous pressure on logistics.

The infrastructure in the grassland is poor, so there is no choice but to focus on ensuring the transportation of high-explosive bombs. Although some smoke bombs have been transported, they may not be able to fully cover the positions of a division.

If a single firing point is not covered, the attacking infantry unit could pay a heavy price.

After listening to what Wang Zhong and Pavlov said, Su Fang smiled and said, "Don't worry, the fog will definitely come, but the research nurses also asked me to inform the general that the fog may not come next month."

Wang Zhong was shocked. Is it because the temperature rises and the air becomes drier that fog cannot be summoned in August? Your magic is quite scientific.

Su Fang seemed to have guessed Wang Zhong's thoughts and reminded him with a smile: "We are secular people. We believe that these so-called miracles and magic can be explained scientifically."

Wang Zhong then remembered that the secular school was indeed like this.

Pavlov asked, "Besides stopping the bombardment early, is there anything else we can do to help?"

"No more." Su Fang shook her head. "The fog may not last for the two hours the mothers-in-law promised, just like last time. You should seize the time and attack."

Wang Zhong nodded: "Don't worry, this time we only plan to seize the front position of the enemy infantry division and defeat one or two enemy regiments."

Infantry does not have as strong mobility as armored troops, and lacks the strength to advance deep into the enemy territory after breaking through the position.

Therefore, the plans formulated by Pavlov and his staff were very conservative. After destroying the enemy's frontal positions, they retreated to the ambush area of ​​the tank destroyer and anti-tank artillery units, preparing to deal with the enemy's armored counterattack.

Wang Zhong approved the plan.

When he was playing games before he traveled through time, he liked to have safe plans. Even when he was playing the war-themed game "Advance Order", he did not like to play radical deep attacks, but instead took steady steps.

Therefore, in the advance orders, the battle groups he selected were all solid armored divisions or mechanized infantry divisions, and he rarely used air assault divisions, which had high risks and high benefits.

Of course, no one knew these things except Wang Zhong himself.

Su Fang nodded: "That's good, then I'll leave first, otherwise I'm afraid your orderly will come over and bite me."

Nellie said coldly: "I'm not a dog, of course I won't bite you."

"But you were staring at me as if you wanted to bite me." "That's your illusion. As a maid, I manage my facial expressions professionally and won't make such mistakes. Also, in a place like the headquarters, please control your words and actions and don't interfere with the operation of the headquarters with personal affairs." Nellie said a lot.

Su Fang smiled and said, "Okay, I'll leave then."

She turned and walked towards the gate. The nun who came with her hurriedly bowed to Wang Zhong and then trotted after her.

Nellie took a step forward.

Wang Zhong: "Don't sprinkle salt on it, everyone is watching us."

Nellie immediately stopped and turned back to look at Wang Zhong.

Pavlov shouted to the staff officers and clerks who had stopped working and were looking over: "Stop looking and get to work! There is still a lot to do before the attack tomorrow morning!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhong saw a telegraph operator at the radio station stand up, leave his position and run to the company commander of the radio station holding a piece of paper.

The company commander waved his hand and said something. The telegraph operator looked up at Wang Zhong, then ran to Wang Zhong with the telegram.

"Urgent message from the High Command."

Wang Zhong took the telegram and took a look at it, his brows twisted into a knot.

Pavlov: "What's wrong?"

Wang Zhong: "Myshkin requested that another general be sent to the Borsk Front to prepare to take over his command."

Pavlov quickly took the telegram and took a look at it: "Fuck, at this time?"

Popov also came over and took the telegram from Pavlov. After confirming the contents, he said, "Prince Myshkin has always been in poor health. Is it possible that he finally gave up?"

Wang Zhong: "It's possible. If he leaves his command post now... the situation will be bad. After all, the Borsk Front's current mission is to fight and retreat to the Caucasus Mountains. The organization of retreat is more complicated than attacking."

Pavlov glanced at Wang Zhong and said, "You, the hands-off boss, did not participate in the formulation of the retreat plan. During the retreat, you were only responsible for driving the small tank in the front."

Wang Zhong: "The retreat war is like this. The staff only needs to compile the retreat plan and issue it to the troops. As the person who builds the retreat route, I have to consider a lot."

Pavlov shook his head and brought the topic back to the situation: "If Prince Myshkin suddenly cannot command his troops, the situation will be terrible. Now the enemy may launch a relatively small-scale encirclement attack on him."

Just as Wang Zhong was about to answer, the second telegraph operator ran over from the telegraph area and handed him a piece of paper: "Urgent message from the Front Army Headquarters."

Wang Zhong took it and took a look. "It was sent by General Gorky. He believes that in the current situation, we need to launch a large-scale attack to hurt the enemy, so that the enemy will use the forces that were originally used to encircle Meishikin to deploy to our side."

After that, he handed the telegram to Pavlov, walked to the map, looked at it and said to himself: "A large-scale offensive... on the grassland? The enemy's armored division has been struggling for so long, and should have replenished its ammunition and fuel, and rested for a while. I would be crazy to attack Prosen's armored forces on the grassland."

On Earth, until Bagration, the armored forces of the Germans could still achieve a relatively good exchange ratio with the Russian armored forces. Even in the Battle of the Oder River in 45, the Germans fought a very beautiful armored counterattack - but in the end they still lost because the gap between the German forces other than the armored forces and the elite Soviet forces was too big.

In addition to the "historical lessons" from another time and space, Wang Zhong personally experienced the well-trained Proson armored forces in the battles in the past month. He judged that he was not yet able to confront this group of elite troops.

He was staring at the map and thinking hard when Pavlov came over and said, "The only tank reserve of the front has been given to us. If we want a large-scale offensive, where will we get so many tank troops?"

Wang Zhong nodded, "Indeed. Unless we continue to send tank armies from the rear. I read the tank production report before I set out. Judging from the tank production, the headquarters and the reserve front should still have a few tank armies."

Pavlov: "And then you lost half your tanks on the way here?"

Wang Zhong smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

"We don't have real tanks, so we can use fake tanks. Do you remember what you said when we first arrived in Yeisk? Artillery and tanks are difficult to hide on the grassland. They need to dig bunkers for camouflage. But there are not many trees on the grassland, so there is a lack of 'raw materials' for camouflage, right?"

Pavlov thought about it and nodded: "I said so."

Wang Zhong snapped his fingers and said, "That's right! The enemy will think the same way! We can make a few hundred fake tanks for them and place them there for the enemy's aerial reconnaissance to take pictures."

Pavlov nodded. "Brother Peter should have some monitoring reports. Enemy reconnaissance planes do visit us frequently. But... I've said it before. There's not even any camouflage material here. It's hard to make a fake cannon out of wood. Where are you going to get the materials to make a fake tank?"

(End of this chapter)