artillery arc

Chapter 427 In Agsukov
Not long after the cavalry set off, Vasily entered the headquarters in dirty clothes and saluted in front of Wang Zhong: "Captain Vasily has completed the task of setting up a false target and is back!"

Wang Zhong nodded and said, "I have good news for you. The enemy has sent out cavalry. I think they are probably trying to confirm the authenticity of these tanks."

Vasily's eyes widened: "Proson still has cavalry?"

It seems that no matter who heard the news that Proson had sent out the cavalry, this was their first reaction.

After all, the Prosons vigorously promoted the "stupid" use of sabers by Melania's cavalry to chop tanks, creating an atmosphere that the Prosons completely despised the cavalry as a branch of the military.

And there were indeed no cavalry in their organization, even the messengers rode motorcycles.

Wang Zhong: "I am also shocked, but there is indeed a cavalry that does not belong to us. Considering that the recent United Kingdom troops are in Baraha, I think this cavalry is unlikely to be theirs."

Vasily was obviously interested in the teasing in Wang Zhong's words and was about to respond, but Pavlov got there first: "No, the United Kingdom has troops on the Baras Plateau, much closer than Baraha."

Wang Zhong: “Is it a more recent problem?”

This person is complaining about the wrong thing!

Pavlov: "I'm just saying that. And, Alexey Konstantinovich, didn't you see the daily bulletin this morning?"

Wang Zhong frowned: "I watched the domestic part, what's wrong?"

Pavlov narrowed his eyes and stared at Wang Zhong: "You clearly participated in the aid negotiations with the Allies, but you don't care about the status of one of the three aid routes? Baras is in danger of turning to Proson recently."

Wang Zhong: "Really? They are so far away from Proson. If they side with Proson, they will not be able to get support at all."

Yes, although Balas has a coastline, this coastline is in the south, on the edge of the Balaha Ocean. If Proson wants to get sea support, he has to pass through the Aegean Sea, the Red Sea and the Balaha Ocean, which are already controlled by the Royal Navy of the United Kingdom.

It was even more impossible to travel by land, as it was all mountainous. The only few high-speed roads all went from Baraha to the north through Baras to the inland coast. Baras was also a plateau with a geographical ladder on the edge. If the Prosen people were really crazy and planned to support Baras by land, it would be "the road to Shu is more difficult than climbing to the sky".

In addition, there is a neutral country, Anatolia, between Plossen's homeland and Bahara, and it is still a question whether the neutral country will allow the Plossen army to cross the border.

Plossen's battleships are now trapped in the White Sea because Anatolia does not allow them to use their waterways.

Wang Zhong felt that the rulers of Baras should not side with Proson if they were in their right minds.

Seeing Wang Zhong's expression, Popov said, "It seems that the propaganda minister of Proson has recently regarded the Baras as descendants of the Aryans. Some ethnic groups in Baraha have also been identified by them as Aryans who migrated to the subcontinent."

Wang Zhong: "Does this make the ruler of Baras decide to turn against us?"

Popov: "Not only that, the Allies are either constitutional monarchies like the United Kingdom or republics like the United States. Although we are an imperial country, we believe in secularism. Barras is a true monarchy, and its system is closer to Prosom."

Wang Zhong was speechless.

In other words, the monarch and ruling group of Barras were worried that the Allied forces would allow the peasants to rise up and plan to defect to the imperial Proson... That makes sense.

Since we are all going to be replaced by the mud-legged people anyway, we might as well start struggling in advance, maybe there will be a glimmer of hope.

The Plosson army suffered a great loss last year and failed to capture Ant, but judging by the results, it was still a "glorious victory". In addition, the Plosson army defeated the United Kingdom on the Mamluk front this year, and the Ant battlefield also achieved a beautiful result of destroying the coastal heavy troops.

It's understandable that Barras feels he can give it a try.

Wang Zhong waved his hand and said, "Okay, I know Balas's situation is very bad, but it has nothing to do with us. After we defend Yeisk until August, we should start to retreat. The troops have been fighting for a month and are very tired and have suffered heavy losses. It is time to return to Kubinka for reorganization. I will be the chairman of my equipment committee and get some reliable heavy tanks and the next generation of medium tanks that can replace the T34..."

As Wang Zhong spoke, he thought that the production lines and machine tools provided by the United States should be partially in place, so he could start developing the pot-cover head.

Wang Zhong felt happy when he thought of the Pot Cover Headache and Leopard Beating Style that was born in advance.

In future movies about the Great Patriotic War, it won’t be a mistake if a pot-cut hairstyle appears in the distance.

At this time, a staff officer came over and saluted, saying loudly: "Report! Contact the cavalry unit. They have defeated a group of enemies and are sending the prisoners back."

Wang Zhong immediately switched perspectives and saw that the time had not yet come, and his vision was still there. The 20st Regiment of the 33rd Division of the th Army was cleaning up the battlefield and sending prisoners and wounded to the carriages that followed the cavalry troops.

Wang Zhong then discovered that the 33rd Division was actually equipped with a "machine gun carriage", also known as the famous "Targun Carriage". Should we say that the cavalry troops have preserved their traditions well, or are they just following the old ways?
Just before disappearing from sight, the carriages were loaded, the drivers whipped their horses, and the entire convoy began to move forward.

The vision disappeared, Wang Zhongqie returned to the warehouse and found that everyone was looking at him.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Pavlov thought Wang Zhong had not heard the previous report, so he repeated it: "The cavalry unit encountered the enemy, won a victory, and is preparing to send the prisoners back."

Wang Zhong nodded and continued along with Pavlov's words: "We will soon know where this group of cavalry came from."

Vasily: "Could it be that they are from the Saintly sect recruited in Khazaria? I heard that Proson has recruited some Ante policemen in Khazaria. These bastards are even more cruel to the Ante people than Proson's military police!"

Wang Zhong frowned slightly: "When we recover Khasalia, I will not let any of these people go, not even one! As for the Plosson prisoners of war, we abide by international conventions, but as for these guys, humph!"

Popov: "It's just a matter of words. You can define them as spies and then do whatever you want with them."

————Agsukov, Plossen is occupying.

Mother Alexeyevna (see Volume IV) heard a rough knock at the door.

She raised her head and looked at the door. At this moment, the floor behind the old lady was lifted up, and a resistance fighter with a gun stuck his head out.

The old lady waved her hands and mouthed "Leave it to me".

The resistance fighter silently retreated back into the cave and took the floor with him.

You can hear the sound of heavy objects being moved under the floor - in order to prevent the enemy from discovering that there is nothing underneath through the sound, this secret passage has a unique design and a very thick layer of stone slab underneath.

Agsukov was the center of resistance behind enemy lines. After a year of iteration, the resistance forces worked together and came up with many tricks to deal with the Prosen people.

Aunt Alexeyevna calmly put aside the sweater she was knitting, stood up while answering the door loudly, and walked to the door at a leisurely pace.

"Who?"

she asked.

"Damn it, old woman, open the door!" A rough curse was heard from outside, and from the accent it sounded like a local.

The old lady opened the door and saw two strong men wearing "Security Force" uniforms.

The old lady sneered: "Who did I think it was? Isn't this Mikhail from 63rd Street? When you were a child, your father beat you in the street. I even tried to persuade your father."

The leading security guard lowered his head in embarrassment, but another security guard with a scar on his face kicked the old lady: "Stop talking nonsense! Why did you take so long to open the door? Old woman, I suspect you are harboring a traitor!"

The old lady was kicked and took several steps back, and she had to lean against the wall to steady herself.

The security force took a step forward, but was blocked by his companions.

Mikhail: "Forget it. Look, the old man can't walk anymore. It's normal for him to walk slowly."

Scarface snorted and spat at the old lady: "Listen, I was disfigured by those guerrillas! I'll kill anyone I find! If you dare to help them, I'll kill you!"

As he said this, Scarface pushed the old lady away, rushed into the house, and started rummaging through the drawers.

Mikhail nodded to the old lady and went into the room.

The old lady calmly watched them running around the house.

Scarface was still cursing: "Damn it, how come there is nothing valuable?"

Auntie: "Don't you think about how many times you searched."

"Shut up, old woman!"

At this time, a man with the rank of Major Proson and glasses with armbands on his arms came over and spoke in Ant language without any accent: "Old lady, our team members were just a little rough. They were also trying to protect the safety of civilians! Many civilians were injured in the explosion at the station yesterday!"

The old lady looked at the "Proson man" coldly and did not answer.

Major Plossom continued, "Are you alone at home, old lady?"

The old lady said: "Didn't you kill all the tenants before? Xie Na on the third floor was lying there naked, and I was the one who came out to collect her body at night."

The Major laughed, "Old lady, I think you sound like a resistance fighter!"

Auntie: "Besides you, are there any other people in this city who are not resistance fighters? No, you and your master should kill us all."

The "Plossan" shook his head: "You obviously misunderstood, old lady. I am already a Plossan. If you cooperate with us, you can also become a Plossan."

The old lady sneered, showing her disdain without any hesitation.

At this time, a "real" Plossan came over and asked in Plossan: "What's wrong with this old woman?"

"No," the fake Major Plosson replied, "the guerrillas would not show their hatred so blatantly. She is just an old lady who can do nothing about anything. Maybe all her sons have died in the war. She is waiting to be reunited with her sons!"

Mr. Prosen glanced at Mother Alexeyevna, nodded, and left.

Major Plossom turned and said to the old woman, "Remember, I helped you today, and you may not be able to reunite with your child until later."

The old lady spat hard, but she was old and had no strength, so the spit only landed in front of the Major's shoes.

The Major laughed.

(End of this chapter)