artillery arc

Chapter 496 Aerial Reconnaissance
Because the situation was urgent and the enemy was at hand, Wang Zhong acted as soon as he said it.

Of course, another reason was that they were afraid that Pavlov would change his mind and oppose.

Although it was not impossible for Wang Zhong to act on his own as the commander of the front, he had been working with old Pavlov for so long and as they were truly close comrades-in-arms, he still had to give him face.

Half an hour later, Wang Zhong, wearing new pants and leather shoes, appeared at Abawakhan Airport.

As soon as they reached the tarmac, a jeep with an Air Force logo came speeding from a distance, braked suddenly and drifted in front of Wang Zhong.

Gregory protected Wang Zhong in time, blocking the jeep with his body, holding the thread cutting machine in his hand and ready to fire.

The commander of the air force of the attached front jumped off the jeep, straightened his military appearance, and then stood at attention and saluted: "General! You can't go to the sky. The Plossen Air Force is being deployed frequently now. We can't afford the risk of losing you!"

Wang Zhong introduced Emilia to the Air Force Commander: "This is Miss Emilia, the ace pilot of the United Kingdom. She has been fighting the Prosen people for three years..."

"Four years," Emilia corrected, "I've been fighting Proson since Melania was invaded. I was in the Expeditionary Air Force at the time. Although the battle on the ground was a sit-down, the fighting in the air was intense."

Wang Zhong: "Look, she has been fighting the Prosen people for four years, and she has never been hit by the Prosen people's firepower! She will definitely be able to bring me back unscathed!"

The Air Force Commander had a stern face and looked very embarrassed.

At this time, Colonel Corionin of the 11th Fighter Regiment came over, followed by two major pilots with gold stars. He saluted Wang Zhong first, and then said anxiously: "General, the sky is really chaotic now, and the enemy is trying to assassinate you! We all know it!"

Wang Zhong: "If it were you, would you send a six-engine heavy bomber to assassinate a senior enemy general?"

Colonel Corionen was stunned. "Huh? Hmm? Six rounds? I remember that Plosson's heavy bombardment was not too fast, right? It should not be able to catch up with the C47! This... doesn't make sense!"

Wang Zhong: "Right? We just ran into enemy bombers, and in the end we were shot down by friendly fire."

Corionin was shocked: "Who is so bold? They must be the remnants of the quick victory faction and the remnants of the surrender faction. They should all be killed!"

Wang Zhong: "I believe it was a mistake. Anyway, I need to conduct aerial reconnaissance myself. Get the best-performing Pei III out of the hangar immediately!"

Colonel Corionin waved his hand and said, "We will send the Second Squadron, which has the best combat results, to escort them!"

Wang Zhong pressed down his raised hand again: "Don't do that. A Pei 3 escorted by 12 MiG 3s is too conspicuous."

One of the two young men behind Colonel Corionin stepped forward and said, "How about this? We pretend to be performing an air control patrol mission and form eight loose two-plane formations above the reconnaissance planes. This way, no matter where the enemy attacks from, we can quickly rush down to provide cover."

Wang Zhong thought about it and felt that there was no harm in being a little safer. He really didn't want to imitate a certain naval admiral who was living a good life.

So he nodded in agreement.

Corionin was overjoyed and turned around to give the order: "Second Squadron, prepare for the attack immediately and take off with the general!"

At this time, the Air Force Commander shouted: "General! You haven't convinced me yet! Let ordinary pilots do things like taking pictures. Why do you take such a risk?"

Wang Zhong: "You will know when I come back, Air Force Commander Davarishi."

Emilia said beside him: "He is different, he and I both have the ability to perceive. I know it very well, I can feel where the enemy is!"

Well, with the witch by my side, many things are easier to explain!
The Air Force Commander hesitated for a few seconds, and finally made way, and ordered: "Drive out the best-performing Pe3. However, Miss Emilia, you have never received training in flying a Pe3, can you really control it?"

Wang Zhong thought to himself, you don’t understand this, Commander. The first time a new human entered the cockpit of a Gundam, he could drive that thing and beat up professional soldiers whose experience was dozens of times his. This is the value of the new human!
Emilia said proudly: "Don't worry, I can learn all the flying machines just by looking at them!"

The Air Force Commander seemed to be finally convinced, and took a few steps back with a worried look on his face. Corionin reassured him, "With our Second Squadron, the Prosens won't succeed. The General will surely return safely, and then use the intelligence we have gathered to count the Prosens."

As he was speaking, a group of ground crew members pushed a Pei 3 in front of Wang Zhong.

The logo on the tail of the plane indicated that it belonged to the Third Aerial Reconnaissance Squadron, and there was a line of Ante language written on the fuselage: For my brother Pietro!
It seems that the crew member's brother died under Plosson's iron hoof.

Wang Zhong: "Where is the original pilot of the plane? I want to meet him and tell him that I let Emilia fly, not because I don't trust his ability."

The Air Force Commander was embarrassed. "He was shot in the shoulder by an enemy bullet. He used his last willpower to fly the plane back. He is in the hospital. The plane is in good condition because it has no pilot. It has been abandoned on the ground. The ground crew uses it as a training plane for newcomers."

Wang Zhong: "Is that so? Then send a bouquet of flowers to him in the hospital for me."

Emilia had already walked towards the plane, and Wang Zhong hurried to follow. When the girl climbed up the stairs and saw the dashboard in the cabin, she gasped.

But that didn't stop her from getting into the cockpit.

Wang Zhong also climbed up the ladder and sat in the observer's cabin.

To be honest, the cabin is a bit crowded for Wang Zhong. This is probably because the design of Pei 3 adheres to Ant's consistent principle of ergonomics and sacrifices space for performance.

Emilia in the front seat cried out, "What's wrong with your seat belts? I can't fasten them!"

It seems that the front armor is too thick.

With a "click", Emilia let out a long breath and began to read the words on the dashboard: "Airspeed indicator, barometer..."

She read it out as if she were naming dishes.

About fifteen minutes later, Emilia said, "I think I know how to fly this plane. Let's go!" Without waiting for Wang Zhong to reply, she raised her arm and gave the "start" command.

So the ground crew holding the propeller began to push the propeller hard.

After pushing it several times in a row, the propeller speed began to increase, thick smoke came out of the engine's exhaust pipe, and a few sparks flew around.

The roar of the engine hit Wang Zhong's eardrum.

The ground crew removed the boarding stairs, then gathered at the tail end of the wing and pushed the plane toward the takeoff runway.

The 11 MiG-12s of the nd Squadron of the th Fighter Regiment also started their engines and the propellers began to rotate.

However, these MiG-3s were capable of taxiing on their own. They followed the Pe- pushed by the crowd and entered the take-off runway one by one.

Wang Zhong glanced behind him and thought, just take off and fly like an elephant taking a walk.

At this time, Emilia turned around and looked at Wang Zhong: "Put on your headphones, I called you for a long time, but you didn't respond!"

Wang Zhong then picked up the headphones and put them on his head. The Angsa language communication from the tower just came into his ears, but unfortunately he couldn't understand it.

Emilia replied in Ant language: "Understood, I'm ready to take off right now."

The roar of Pei 3's engine immediately intensified, and Wang Zhong was pressed down on the chair by an invisible hand.

From a bird's-eye view, you can see that the Pei 3 that Wang Zhong is riding is accelerating rapidly and then soaring into the sky.

Wang Zhong was pinned down on the seat.

Emilia's voice came from the headset: "You are responsible for instructing me how to fly. You hold the map board, right?"

Wang Zhong raised the map board in his hand and shook it at her.

"Then you guide me, and we'll do a thorough investigation. Oh, and remember to take pictures!"

Wang Zhong: “Don’t worry!”

After saying this, he lowered his head to observe the map—actually switching to a bird's-eye view, and then he issued the first instruction for this flight: "Head northwest by north, full speed ahead!"

"Okay!" Emilia shouted.

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Thirty-five minutes after takeoff, Wang Zhong highlighted the first transfer station. The Proson people highlighted were busy under the camouflage net. When he got closer, he could see the piled-up supplies through the camouflage net, including canned beer and cigarettes, low-temperature engine oil and winter clothes.

So Wang Zhong compared the bird's-eye view with the map in his hand, found the exact coordinates, and then marked a transfer station sign with a pencil.

Damn, this was easier than I thought.

The most interesting thing is that the Prosen people may have thought that the hidden transfer station did not need anti-aircraft artillery, and setting up anti-aircraft positions would increase the risk of exposure, so they really did not set up anti-aircraft positions!

The lack of air defense positions means that the Ant Air Force can blow up these supply stations with ease!

Wang Zhongan suppressed his joy, pressed the photo button several times, and then issued new course instructions.

Emilia turned the plane and asked, "What? Did you find the enemy supply station?"

Wang Zhong: "Yes, I found it. Now we follow the new course, maybe we can 'light up' all the important supply centers along the enemy's transportation lines!"

Emilia: "I see. I'm glad it's useful! I told you that you're a witch like me."

Wang Zhong deliberately ignored Emilia's words, and at the same time quickly marked the maintenance site where the Proson people repaired the truck.

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After a few hours of flight, Wang Zhong got off the plane and stuffed a map with Plossen supply nodes marked on it into the hands of the Air Force Commander: "Take a look at this."

The commander's eyes widened: "What?"

Wang Zhong: "I took photos of each landmark. Once they are developed, I will mark the locations of these targets for you in detail. By the way, these targets are not protected by anti-aircraft guns. The Prosen people seem to believe that camouflage is the best protection!"

Air Force Commander: "I will immediately organize a meeting of pilots from all bomber units of our army to assign air strike targets!"

Wang Zhong: "Don't worry! Let's send out other reconnaissance planes to take more photos, and then let the pilots of each squadron familiarize themselves with the route, and then we will rush out in full force and blow up all the targets before the enemy can react!"

Emilia: "We can also airdrop the Komanda first and let them be responsible for target guidance on the ground."

Wang Zhong slapped his thigh and said, "Okay! That's it!"

(End of this chapter)