artillery arc

Chapter 463 Moha Night
The discussion had just come to an end when Yakov came over with a notebook: "I have translated all the Proson documents collected by the Allied paratroopers. These documents mention a secret agreement. The Proson people should have sneaked into Baras based on this secret agreement."

Wang Zhong: "How long have they been in? If the Prosuns have been in Barras for a long time, I'm going to laugh at MI6."

Yakov lowered his head to check the contents of the notebook and replied affirmatively: "It has been a week since the Proson troops entered the airport."

Wang Zhong: "When was the Fifth Division of the Imperial Guard replaced by the Prosom people?"

"It's not written in the document, but it does say that the troops at the airport were the second group to enter, and that they were picked up by 'their own people' who had been in Barras for a long time."

Wang Zhong took the document and quickly flipped through it, then handed it to Popov. He looked up and said to Yakov, "Go check out the occupied headquarters of the Fifth Division of the Imperial Guard and see if you can find anything valuable."

"Yes." Yakov saluted, turned and ran away.

Emilia: "There are many inaccessible places in Barras. If we build an airport there and use civilian airlines such as Lufthansa to transport the Prosuns in, it is normal that MI6 does not know about it."

Wang Zhong shook his head: "No, Miss, you are taking it for granted. When the Proson people arrive, they need food, clothing, and a place to live. It is impossible that there are no traces of these things. Professional intelligence agencies will definitely find these clues."

In fact, intelligence gathering often does not require sneaking into dangerous places like in 007 and the Mission: Impossible series. A lot of key intelligence is obtained by analyzing seemingly mundane public data.

Emilia: "I have no intention of exonerating MI6, but Barras has never been the focus of our intelligence gathering. The United Kingdom has always regarded Barras as a subsidiary of Bahara, with our sphere of influence radiating, and we have almost no opponents within this range.

"After all, Ant had just finished a civil war at that time. In the twenty years after the civil war, Ant rarely showed any desire for expansion."

After the civil war, the secular faction has been committed to winning over the old peasants, eradicating the Saint Worshippers, and restricting the old aristocracy who gathered around the Tsar and regained the right to speak.

In this situation, Ant really doesn't have the energy to expand.

Wang Zhong: "You mean the Prosons came in too early, and that was the period when MI6 wasn't paying attention to Barras? Isn't that just an excuse for MI6?"

"I'm telling you the facts," said Emilia.

At this time, Yakov came back with an old-looking notebook. "General, I found this on the desk of the enemy's top commander. It's a diary. You won't believe it, but this diary was started six years ago. Six years ago, the Prosen people were secretly infiltrating Baras."

"Really?" Wang Zhong snatched the notebook and looked at the place where he had opened it. Sure enough, the date was 909, six years ago.

Wow, no wonder the Prosen people call themselves the Vulture Legion. In the history of the Earth, Sandezi also practiced in Banya under the name of the Vulture Legion before starting the expansion.

Long before the invasion of Melania and the fallout between the United Kingdom and Carolingian, they had sent people to Barras to try to pull the teeth out of the United Kingdom's sphere of influence.

Emilia: “See, at that time, MI6 probably didn’t expect the Plossoms to come all the way to infiltrate Barras, and they deployed very few forces here.

"As you said, to detect the truth from various clues, we need manpower. Without manpower, we can't collect enough intelligence, nor can we analyze this intelligence in detail."

Wang Zhong: "Anyway, I have figured out why there are so many Prosen people who have changed their skins."

This situation reminded Wang Zhong of the third game in the Hearts of Iron series that he liked to play before he traveled through time. In Hearts of Iron 3, there is a mechanism for volunteering to join the war. After volunteering to join the war, if your troops are sent to the territory of another country, the flag will become that of another country.

Computer players of the game particularly like to use this mechanism. Wang Zhong often sees a large number of "re-skinned" enemy troops appearing on his own front line.

Yakov: "There are still a lot of documents. I will translate them all night tonight. I will see if I can sort out something tomorrow, such as the total strength of the Vulture Legion."

"Okay." Wang Zhong looked at Yakov and expressed his recognition of his enthusiasm for work with his eyes and expression. "Pavlov should also be working all night to set up the headquarters. You all should work hard."

After saying that, Wang Zhong yawned loudly.

Emilia showed a disdainful expression: "You don't want to sleep while your subordinates are working all night, do you?"

Wang Zhong: "As a commander, my duty is to keep my head clear at all times so that I can respond quickly to the situation on the battlefield. So I have to sleep, otherwise I will make wrong judgments due to fatigue and sleepiness, and the troops will suffer heavy casualties."

Emilia didn't answer and stared at Wang Zhong.

"Well," Wang Zhong said, "it's because I can't help much with these specific tasks."

After all, Wang Zhong had not received any professional staff training, and he couldn't even draw military maps well. Fortunately, he didn't have to draw the map himself now, otherwise he would have made a fool of himself.

Without the help of plug-ins, Wang Zhong would just be an ordinary military fan.

Emilia was a little surprised: "You can't help with the specific work? Aren't you the dean of the Suvorov Military Academy?"

Wang Zhong: "But I was ranked last in the class when I was in the military academy."

Emilia shook her head. "No, no, I read the information provided by MI6. It said that you deliberately ranked last in the exam so that Crown Prince Ivan would not rank last. Your ability is so strong that you can get any score you want."

Wang Zhong waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no, that's just a rumor in Yebao. Anyway, I need to rest. Tomorrow I still have to think about how to deal with the hell army summoned by the king's great wizard."

The Proson regular army that suddenly appeared could indeed be considered the "army of hell."

Wang Zhong turned around and found that Nellie had been waiting for him not far behind him. So he asked, "Nellie, is my place ready?"

"Okay, please come with me."

Wang Zhong was somewhat moved: "There are still intact houses left in this city."

Even the headquarters of the Fifth Division of the Imperial Guard was hit by two vortex shells. More than half of the building collapsed, and precious documents had to be dug out of the soil.

Nellie: "No, I didn't find a suitable house, so I set up a tent next to the headquarters built by Pavlov. I heard that it won't rain here at this season, so there's nothing to worry about."

Wang Zhong: "Tents... I haven't enjoyed this treatment for a long time. At least there is a warehouse to sleep in in Nanant Grassland."

The infrastructure of Nanant Grassland is poor, but it is still much better than that of Balas. After all, Ante is still one of the great powers, and a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Nellie: "Come on, this way please."

Wang Zhong always felt that his little maid and orderly was very anxious today. Was it because she wanted him to get away from Sufang and Emilia as soon as possible?
He thought about it, but didn't ask the question out loud, and silently followed Nellie's steps.

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When they got to the tent, Wang Zhong found it was much more impressive than he had imagined, so he asked Nellie, "Did you build this yourself?"

Nellie shook her head. “No, I hired a few workers to help build it. When they heard it was your tent, they worked very hard.”

"My name has this effect?"

Nellie: "Come in, it's getting late."

Wang Zhong lifted the door curtain and lowered his head to go into the tent.

There was a faint fragrance inside, which made people feel refreshed. Wang Zhong immediately found the source of the fragrance: a smoking incense burner.

Wang Zhong suddenly thought of the "magic of the great wizard" that he had just discussed. He shuddered and turned back to ask Nellie: "Where did you get this incense burner?"

"I prepared it," Nellie said. "Why, don't you like it?"

Wang Zhong: "Who gave the incense burning in the incense burner?"

"I bought it at a church store back home. There are many different flavors. Do you want me to change it?"

Wang Zhong: "No, what kind of incense does a man's room need? Didn't you prepare this for me before?"

Nellie: "Before I left, I was strolling around the church store in Abavahan and saw this. The owner said it can calm the nerves and improve sleep quality. I saw that you had serious dark circles under your eyes, so I bought it. Did I buy the wrong one?"

Because the scene of Nellie bowing her head and admitting her mistake was so strange, Wang Zhong couldn't help but watch it for a few more seconds.

Wang Zhong: "Okay, let's try the effect of incense today."

He sat down on the camp bed, quickly took off his shirt and covered it on the stool beside the bed, then lay on his back on the bed.

Wang Zhong looked at the "ceiling" of the tent and began to examine everything he had encountered today.

The sudden appearance of the Proson army and the rumors about the king's great wizard made it seem like this expedition was becoming more complicated.

Wang Zhong was thinking when he suddenly felt the wind blowing on him.

He looked in the direction where the wind was coming from and saw Nellie gently waving a fan, sending waves of wind towards Wang Zhong.

Her posture reminded Wang Zhong of his childhood when his mother used a fan to fan him because she was worried that he would catch a cold.

At that time, Wang Zhong often fell asleep soundly in the cool environment, while his mother was exhausted and sweating.

The memories that came over him made Wang Zhong look at Nellie with a gentle expression.

Nellie: "Why, do you want me to sing you a lullaby?"

Wang Zhong: "Do you still have this service? Then sing it for me."

Nellie looked disgusted, but she started singing anyway.

Wang Zhong listened to Nellie's gentle singing and slowly fell asleep. At that moment, everything about the war was gone.

(End of this chapter)