artillery arc

Chapter 438 Reunion

On August 915, 8, the moment Wang Zhong's boots stepped on the platform, the band began to play.

However, Wang Zhong's attention was not on the band at all. He stared straight at Lyudmila, who was pregnant with a big belly. He rushed over in two steps, wanting to hug his beloved.

But when he got close to her, he suddenly thought that if he hugged her too hard, it might hurt her, so he changed his mind and braked suddenly.

Lyudmila: "I don't mind if you just carry me up."

Wang Zhong: "You don't care, but I can't ask the child's opinion. Honey, I'm back."

As he said this, he solemnly hugged his wife - or to be more precise, his fiancée, since they were only engaged after all.

When the hug ended, Wang Zhong was about to let go, but Lyudmila tightened her arms and kissed him actively.

Wang Zhong felt like his tongue was about to be sucked off.

A minute later, Lyudmila smacked her lips and loosened her hands to distance herself.

Wang Zhong: "Your expression doesn't look like you just kissed your husband, but like you just ate a pig's head. How salty is it? Is it thoroughly marinated?"

Lyudmila frowned slightly: "You said the same thing when I kissed you for the first time."

Wang Zhong was shocked: "Really?"

Lyudmila smiled but did not answer.

Oh no, it’s been so long since I traveled through time, but the crosstalk skits I watched before I traveled through time are still haunting me.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Wang Zhong forced the topic to turn to his soon-to-be-born child. He touched Lyudmila's belly and asked, "When is the due date?"

"A few days later," the girl laughed, "you came back just in time."

Wang Zhong: "Then you have to thank Prosen. If they hadn't been fooled by my plan to deceive the enemy...if they hadn't been fooled by the plan to deceive the enemy that I proposed and Vasily implemented, I would probably still be leading the rear guard troops to fight and retreat."

Lyudmila smiled and continued, "Just like last year, right?"

At this moment, a large number of images quickly flashed through Wang Zhong's mind. They were all memories of fighting and fleeing last year, and Lyudmila was in every image.

When Wang Zhong was a child, he learned a text called "The Wedding on the Execution Ground". The teacher was analyzing the enemy's brutality, the hero's courage and optimism on the stage, but the ignorant Wang Zhong was envious of the protagonist. He thought it was so romantic for lovers to hold hands and die bravely, and let the enemy's gunshots serve as wedding salutes.

Later, as an assignment, Wang Zhong had to write a review of a text. He expressed his true feelings and got a failing grade.

Now, Wang Zhong suddenly realized that he had the bloody love he had always longed for.

So he said, "I suddenly thought, if we postpone the wedding for a while, would it be particularly romantic to use the sound of the cannon fired at Prothenia as the wedding salute?"

Lyudmila didn't say anything, and the people listening around her all cheered: "Good!"

Vasily said, "Catch Emperor Prosen and shoot him in front of the church to cheer him up."

"it is good!"

"That's great!"

"Ula!"

People around knew what Wang Zhong said, but people far away didn't know. They just heard the shouts of "Ura!" and the atmosphere was very high, so they followed suit and shouted "Ura!"

Wang Zhong quickly gestured to suppress the inexplicable cheers. Just as the situation was under control, Lyudmila said, "I don't agree. I can't wait that long. How about you defeat Proshen quickly and invade Proshenny next year..."

Wang Zhong quickly covered her mouth and said, "Stop it. If you say that, people in the pub will say tomorrow night that I predicted victory next year."

Vasily: "Tomorrow? Humph, you underestimated everyone. You should have said it tonight!"

Wang Zhong frowned slightly and turned to look at Vasily: "We are reunited as a couple, why do you always interrupt?"

"Because the people who wanted to reunite with me didn't come." Vasily looked at Wang Zhong seriously, "I am very anxious now."

Wang Zhong wanted to make a joke, but Lyudmila held him back.

Although Proson has reduced the frequency of bombing Yebao recently, he still bombs it occasionally to show his respect. Perhaps the girl has died in the bombing.

If that's the case, it's not nice to use this to tease Vasily.

Besides, if the girl cheated on Vasily, it wouldn’t seem right to tease him.

So Wang Zhong patted Vasily on the shoulder and said, "It will come!"

Shit, it feels like Gojo Satoru saying “will win”.

Shit, I actually still remember the name Gojo Satoru!

Wang Zhong's sudden surge of homesickness was interrupted by a loud shout from afar:
"Vassily! My dear Vasily!"

Wang Zhong looked at Vasily: "Is your mother here?"

Lyudmila pinched Wang Zhong's arm wildly.

Vasily glanced at Wang Zhong, unable to conceal the smile on his face: "She's my Ante woman!"

Then he took off his hat and waved it high in the air, shouting, "Here I am! Here I am!"

He shouted as he ran towards the girl. Seeing this, the others made way for him, and finally, the two of them collided with each other like two cannonballs, and then began to bite each other.

Wang Zhong pointed at Vasily and asked Lyudmila: "Were we like this just now?"

"I think that's about right." Lyudmila smiled, then took Wang Zhong's hand and said, "Let's go home! You are not allowed to work today!"

Wang Zhong: "Don't worry, Pavlov has taken all the work! He is still on his way to Abavakhan, working around the clock with the entire headquarters.

"The combatants just need to rest, but the staff and clerks have a lot to consider."

Lyudmila thought for a moment and said, "Should I prepare some gifts for them? The supply situation in the capital is much better than when you set out. We can give them underwear of better quality."

In the past, unimportant items like underwear were all made of chemical fiber products that were easy to mass-produce. They were not warm in the winter and were extremely hot in the summer. They were also very uncomfortable when you sweated, just like a layer of water sticking to your skin.

Wang Zhong: "I think the logistics department will provide them with these things. You might as well write a thank-you letter and have Pavlov read it to them, or organize their families in the rear to take some photos and send them to them."

Lyudmila nodded gently: "No more talking, let's go home."

She dragged Wang Zhong towards the station gate, and everyone hurried to make way for the two of them.

Suddenly, a wild United States photographer appeared!
The spotlight puffed out smoke, and a special smell immediately entered Wang Zhong's nostrils.

“It took a great picture!”

As the photographer muttered to himself, reporter Mike appeared: "General, welcome back. I heard that you will be heading to Abavahan soon to command the invasion of Baras?"

Wang Zhong: "We attacked Baras to prevent it from falling to the evil Proson Empire. This is part of the world's just war. The word invasion is not accurate."

Reporter Mike: "Of course, of course! I made a slip of the tongue. What do you think of this joint operation with the United Kingdom? I mean, do you think the United Kingdom's army can be trusted?"

Wang Zhong: "Of course, I think the Royal Air Force performed quite well, and I look forward to cooperating with them. As for the Royal Navy, although they were beaten to a pulp by the Fuso Empire, they just sank the pride of the navy of Proson, so their strength should be very reliable."

"Did you deliberately not mention the United Kingdom Army?" reporter Mike asked with a smile.

Wang Zhong: "Of course not. I heard that the ace of Baraha, the Gurkha Infantry, is participating in this operation. I am looking forward to their performance."

In this joint operation, the United Kingdom mainly deployed troops stationed in Baraha. In addition to a small number of regular United Kingdom Army, the main force was local troops in Baraha.

Wang Zhong was skeptical about the combat effectiveness of the local troops in Balaha. After all, the hundreds of soldiers of the Third Brother Army on Earth were attacked by five of our soldiers in a pincer attack and finally surrendered. They also left a famous saying: Not only did the enemy refuse to surrender to me, but they also dared to fight back.

As a Seris, there is really no way I can look down upon Baraha.

Reporter Mike carefully observed Wang Zhong's expression and said, "I can see that he despises Baraha and the United Kingdom's army from the bottom of his heart!"

"I didn't say anything!" Wang Zhong raised his voice, "Don't make it up!"

Reporter Mike ignored Wang Zhong's words and continued to ask: "What do you think about the United States sending the army to participate in this attack?"

Wang Zhong: "I doubt whether the United States can send its army to a place so far away from its homeland..."

Lyudmila: "It's not a good idea to talk about this here, right? Won't it leak secrets?"

Wang Zhong: "No, this is basically an open conspiracy. The key is that even if Proson knew, they couldn't send many troops to Baras, at most some lightly armed troops."

Reporter Mike shook his head: "I actually can't understand the top management of Barras. In this situation, turning to Proson is just seeking death, isn't it?"

Wang Zhong: "Haven't you read the Barras report on the domestic situation? The United Kingdom and the secularists here are both supporting local forces. We all want to destroy the absolute monarchy. They are just struggling in the end."

Lyudmila interrupted Wang Zhong again: "Let's talk in the car. I can take another car so you can talk as much as you want along the way."

"That's fine." Wang Zhong nodded.

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At the same time, in the Eagle's Nest in Plossen.

"Our empire's most advanced battleship! The pride of the navy, but its rudder was damaged by an old-fashioned biplane!" Emperor Proson slammed the table hard, "Where is your air defense?"

The Admiral lowered his head and said nothing.

It was Giles who spoke up: "Before that, we also destroyed the pride of the United Kingdom's navy and severely damaged the most advanced ship, King George V. I think..."

The emperor sat down and held his forehead with his hand. "We have always advertised that our science and technology are the best in the world! Then what? Our new heavy tanks were crushed by the new tanks of the Ants, whom we have always looked down upon! The rudder of our newest battleship was broken by a biplane!
"People will doubt whether we are the best race in the world!"

The propaganda minister stepped forward and said: "Don't worry, the people will be proud of the fact that our navy fought to the end and destroyed five enemy battleships before sinking. The people will sing praises to the bravery of the navy officers and soldiers and will shed tears."

The emperor was silent for a few seconds, then sighed and said, "This is the only way. Let the Academy of Sciences speed up the research on anti-ship missiles. If we only rely on the traditional navy, I'm afraid we will never have a chance to defeat the United Kingdom and the United States."

The foreign minister stepped forward and said, "Perhaps we can rely on the fleet of the Fuso Empire."

The emperor snorted, "The Navy has evaluated the data sent by the Fuso Empire and concluded that they are no match for the United States Navy. If the war is to continue, we must advance the Blue Plan, capture Abawahan, seize the oil, and cut off the lifeline that provides blood transfusion to Ante!"

The emperor paused and said, "Of course, there is also the battle to support the Baras royal family. Once we capture Abavahan, we can ship the army to Baras."

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and the confidential secretary came in with a telegram: "Report! Urgent message from Admiral Irwin."

"Read!" the emperor waved his hand.

The confidential secretary bowed his head and read aloud: "I saw the Nile River."

(End of this chapter)