artillery arc

Chapter 444 The Birth of Little Rokossov
On August 8, Wang Zhong opened his eyes, rushed out of the room in his pajamas, and ran into Nelly.

Nellie took out a thick stack of newspapers and said, "Today's newspapers, the Proson newspapers provided by the intelligence department have all been translated."

Wang Zhong thanked him and immediately started flipping through the newspapers. He first picked out Proson's newspaper and glanced at the front page. He muttered, "There's no headline about occupying Alexandria, and no photo of Erwin showing off his power. That's good. At least it means that Alexandria hadn't been taken down on the 5th."

It is said that these newspapers were obtained by Ant spies lurking in embassies of neutral countries. They had to be sent back to the neutral country by plane first, and then delivered through the spy network, which usually delayed them by three to five days.

Wang Zhong also found the Times of the United Kingdom. This one has a higher timeliness. It will be sent to the United States by plane first, then go through the United States' air transport channels to Ant, and finally land at the Capital Airport.

Of course, the Times was translated immediately after landing.

The front-page photo of the Times on the 7th was General Magor leaning his head out of the tank to observe the distance. Wang Zhong recognized it as an M4 Sherman at first sight, and then he noticed that General Magor was not wearing headphones and there was no throat microphone used for the M4 on his throat.

You are posing for photos!

Wang Zhong actually commanded the tank charge himself. He knew that he couldn't hear what other people were saying without headphones, even for a tank like the M4 with better ergonomics.

Especially when the tank is moving forward, the clicking sound of the gearbox and the sound of hitting the inner wall of the tank with a wrench can be covered up.

Nellie noticed Wang Zhong's expression and asked, "What's wrong? Is the situation very bad?"

"No. Since this photo is used on the front page, it is estimated that we have won." Wang Zhong said as he looked at the title - the small print translation next to it read: The 7th Armored Division severely damaged Plossen, and Alexandria is safe!

It seems that even Jude can't cut off the canal.

Wang Zhong read the headline article carefully and found that the African Corps led by Irwin had not suffered heavy losses.

The title says that the 88th Armored Division dealt a heavy blow to the Plosson army, but in fact the th Armored Division's attack was stopped by the mm gun. When they started to attack again, the poor mobility of the Matilda and Churchill tanks made them unable to catch up with the Plosson army.

And after watching carefully to the end, Wang Zhong discovered that the ones who really played a key role might be the Komanda Special Forces. These tough guys blew up the shallow-water heavy gunboat captured by the Prosons, and scattered the supplies that the Prosons had snatched with great difficulty, and almost killed the Prosons' commander, Admiral Erwin.

How come the United Kingdom is good at special operations in every dimension?

I also want these tough guys to do special operations!
Unfortunately, Ant is now unable to systematically mass-produce tough guys. He just throws a bunch of recruits of varying quality into the battlefield to see if any tough guys will emerge among them. If so, he will be awarded the Hero Gold Star Medal.

Wang Zhong thought about recruiting the Venus heroes together, giving them a devilish week of training, and turning them into a special forces unit.

However, the commander would never let go of such a backbone combatant who had obtained Venus in any episode, and Wang Zhong himself would never agree to others transferring his backbone combatant away.

Moreover, now that Ant's ordinary troops are performing so poorly, it would definitely be worse if the backbone of the combat force was withdrawn.

Therefore, Wang Zhong has rejected the idea of ​​establishing a special forces unit to carry out special operations several times.

Now seeing the special operations of the United Kingdom, the idea of ​​conducting special operations appeared in Wang Zhong's mind again.

Maybe... we can first raise a naval infantry, reorganize it into a special operations brigade, and then find experienced instructors from the United Kingdom to train them for a year?
In a year, all the aircraft and other things needed for special operations will be ready, and they can be airdropped to the rear to cause trouble.

Wang Zhong held the newspaper and thought about all this.

Suddenly, Lyudmila's voice burst out from the bedroom: "Alyosha! Come quickly! Come quickly!"

Wang Zhong threw down the newspaper and turned back into the room.

Nellie turned and ran, shouting as she ran: "Madam is about to give birth, get ready! Go find a doctor! Also, call Aunt Plenina! Quick!"

Aunt Plenina is a professional midwife and has been living in the Rokossov family's mansion for a month.

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Wang Zhong rushed into the room and saw Lyudmila holding her stomach with a look of pain on her face: "What's wrong?"

Lyudmila: "What else can it be! The little one is coming out!"

"I'll take you to the hospital right now!"

"No, it's too late, just like that. Help me up and get me into a proper position!"

Just as Wang Zhong was about to take action, the door opened and Nellie rushed in with a group of maids.

The maids pushed Wang Zhong aside and began to adjust Lyudmila's position, placing the washbasin and other things right in front of her, and preparing towels, blankets, gauze and other miscellaneous things.

Wang Zhong was very anxious, but he had no idea what to do during childbirth, so he could only try to provide some help verbally: "Be gentle, is this still reliable?"

An old maid in her forties turned around and grinned at Wang Zhong: "Don't worry, General, babies have been born here before, we know what to do."

Wang Zhong pointed at Nellie and asked, "She gave birth too?"

"Oh, except for your personal maid, everyone else has given birth. Anyway, relax."

Just as the old maid finished her words, the door opened again, and an old lady who looked like she could defeat two bears rushed in, rolling up her sleeves and saying, "Everything is ready. Madam, please take a deep breath and calm down. If you are too nervous, you will not be able to come out. If you are really nervous, you can have some vodka!"

Wang Zhong was shocked: "Vodka? Is this appropriate?"

What does it mean to give vodka to a pregnant woman who is about to give birth?
Even the Russians are too fierce, right?

No, I can't allow such an unscientific thing!
The old lady seemed to have guessed Wang Zhong's thoughts and smiled at him: "Don't worry, General. I have delivered thousands of babies. Madam's condition is the best. There will be no problem at all."

Wang Zhong nodded doubtfully and asked, "What can I do?" "You, come here." The aunt pulled Wang Zhong, separated the maids, and pulled Wang Zhong to the bedside. "Squat down, hold her hand, and smile at her. This is what you have to do, and it is something only you can do."

So Wang Zhong squatted down and held Lyudmila's hand.

At this time, a lot of soap opera birth scenes appeared in his mind, but none of them matched. In those dramas, the basic setting for births was a hospital corridor, with the "operation in progress" light on the operating room, and after a while a doctor asked: "Save the first one or the second one?"

Wang Zhong has already made up his mind and will definitely protect the emperor.

But in this situation, there is no doctor here, and the midwife is a tough girl who can fight two bears. It seems that she will definitely pull the baby out regardless of the pregnant woman's life or death.

At this time, Lyudmila burst out laughing: "Alyosha, your expression is even more nervous than when you rushed towards the Proson tank group!"

Wang Zhong: "Ah? Is it that exaggerated?"

Lyudmila nodded, and as she did so the sweat from her temples dripped onto her collarbone.

Wang Zhong held Lyudmila's hand tightly: "Don't be nervous, I'm nervous for you, relax, let the little guy -"

"It's out!" the midwife shouted.

Wang Zhong: “What the hell?”

Lyudmila couldn't help laughing: "I saw you were so nervous, and I couldn't stop laughing when I thought that I was more terrible than the Prozen army."

Wang Zhong: "Then you're not nervous anymore?"

At this time, the midwife was cleaning the baby's nose and mouth, cutting the umbilical cord, etc., and the maids were busy cleaning Lyudmila.

The Rokosov couple were in their own world, oblivious to the people around them.

Lyudmila: "When you held my hand, I felt much better. I didn't expect it to be so smooth. Some people have to struggle for a long time before giving birth because of the pain they feel at the beginning."

Wang Zhong: "Indeed, it only took you a short time, and it came out in a plop, just like a big shit."

How about giving the child a nickname like Bianbian? I wonder if Ant would agree that a cheap name is easier to raise.

Lyudmila: "How can you say that? If the child knows you said that, he will be so sad."

"It's okay. I will shoot whoever tells him this," Wang Zhong said jokingly.

Lyudmila pushed him: "The maids are listening! You can't joke like that!"

At this time, the midwife heard the baby's loud cry, like an air raid siren. The midwife breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, okay, finally crying! If you don't cry again, I will take measures."

Wang Zhong suddenly remembered that when he was in elementary school, he met the doctor who delivered him. The doctor said, "When you were first born, you didn't cry no matter what I did. Then I turned you upside down and slapped the soles of your feet hard, which hurt you, and then you cried."

It seems that the child is indeed mine.

Wang Zhong held Liu Da's hand and looked at her. The wailing like an air raid sirens coming from behind also became pleasant to the ears.

Finally, the baby got tired of crying and calmed down. Then the midwife came to the two of them holding the baby wrapped in a blanket.

"Congratulations, it's a boy, weighing 4022 grams, very healthy."

As she spoke, she put the baby into Wang Zhong's hands.

Wang Zhong held the child in his arms and stared at his face.

Lyudmila: "How do you hold the child? It's not a cannonball."

Wang Zhong: "How should I hug you?"

Lyudmila took the "cannonball" and demonstrated the normal way to hold the baby: "Like this, hold the baby's head with your hands..."

At this time, the baby stared at Wang Zhong, suddenly raised his hand, spread out his five fingers, and reached out to the gold star on Wang Zhong's clothes.

Wang Zhong: "You want this? Come..."

As soon as he took the Venus off, the midwife shouted angrily, "Don't let anything sharp near the baby! Not even the Venus!"

Wang Zhong could only put Venus back in disappointment.

At this time, Nellie came over with a calendar and a holy book: "Today's date is August 8th. According to the holy book, the young master should be called..."

The Antes are named after saints according to their dates of birth.

Wang Zhong raised his hand and stopped Nellie from flipping through the scriptures.

Secular groups have been working to break the custom of naming newborns after saints, but with little success.

Wang Zhong intends to set an example: "No, I will call him Lev, which means lion. He will become a mighty warrior on the grassland."

Rather than a coward with a lion in his eyes - he added this in his mind.

(End of this chapter)