artillery arc

Chapter 499 Blood Debt

Plosson Sixth Army Headquarters, one hour after the attack.

A lieutenant colonel of the military police entered the headquarters with three military policemen and came to General Frederick: "General, we found this at the air raid site."

The lieutenant colonel snapped his fingers, and a military policeman immediately came forward with a box, opened it in front of Admiral Frederick, and showed the completely charred wreckage inside the box.

Admiral Frederick: "What is this?"

Lieutenant Colonel: "Our demolition experts believe that this is a timer for the bomb. This is not a simple air raid. Before the enemy planes arrived, the time bomb exploded, creating a fire and thick smoke, indicating the target to the enemy planes."

Admiral Frederick breathed a sigh of relief.

The lieutenant colonel of the military police looked puzzled: "General? Why do you look so relieved?"

Admiral Frederick: “There are many legends about Rokossov, one of which is that he can determine the location of our army through special induction.

"In fact, there are some records of people with such abilities in Ante, Carolingian and the United Kingdom, but they are all very ambiguous. I thought I had encountered the real thing.

"Now these time bombs indicate that the guerrillas are guiding the enemy air force. The guerrillas have intelligence, and last night a large plane flew over our occupied area at night, which should have dropped explosives and time devices on the guerrillas.

"This has suddenly transformed this matter from the realm of supernatural power to the realm of science and logic."

As soon as the admiral finished speaking, the chief of staff said with an unpleasant expression: "But now Rokossov's affairs have become more ambiguous and closer to those rumors."

Frederick: "Don't scare yourself. Now that we know it was done by the guerrillas, the rest is easy. Gentlemen, your mission is to deal with the guerrillas! Find a way to get those hired guards in the logistics system to confess who behaved abnormally last night. It would be even better if they could directly confess who the guerrillas are!"

The lieutenant colonel of the military police saluted General Frederick: "Yes! I guarantee to complete the mission."

After the military police left, Frederick turned to the chief of staff and asked, "In order to avoid this situation, we asked the troops to stockpile more ammunition. Are the ammunition and fuel all right?"

"It's all right." The chief of staff looked down at the report in his hand. "It's strange that the sites attacked this time were all on a line. It's as if someone flew over these sites and found them all."

Frederick: "Really? This is indeed a bit strange. If it was a guerrilla report, it would not be possible to report only on this line."

"Yes, the same goes for the traitor. He can't just report the locations of stations on this line." The chief of staff stroked his chin with a thoughtful expression, "It's too weird, really too weird. I should ask the Air Force if any of Ant's planes have flown over this route in the past few days."

Admiral Frederick nodded. "We should ask. Even if we are worrying too much, it is good to confirm. Where is the Air Force liaison officer?"

"I'm here, General." The Air Force colonel appeared out of nowhere and stood next to the two men.

Admiral Frederick: "I need the records of the Ante Air Force's activities these days. It would be best if you could bring them all over and send our own staff to sort them out."

Air Force Colonel: "That may be a little difficult. We will sort it out and give you the results."

"No, that's okay, we can just sort it out ourselves."

"Okay, I'll try to convince the Air Force Commander."

Admiral Frederick suddenly changed his mind and raised his hand to stop the colonel from making a phone call: "No! No need for that. I'll call the Commander of Army Group B, and he'll talk to the Air Force Commander."

Chief of Staff: "It doesn't make sense. Not letting us directly command the Air Force, but using the liaison officer system, is His Majesty's way of checking us. Even going to the Army Group Headquarters won't change that.

"I heard that the commander of the Ant Front can directly command the air force under his command. This is so enviable."

Frederick nodded in agreement, and then brought the topic back to the original direction: "Since our stockpiled ammunition and fuel are fine, let's use them to launch the attack.

"Rokosov's attack on our logistics is nothing more than an attempt to make us stop. This shows that he is very weak now. We must seize the time and attack with all our strength!"

Chief of Staff: "That makes sense. But the shells we have in stock are only enough to sustain heavy artillery fire for about two days. After all, we have just advanced here and don't have much time to accumulate heavy artillery shells."

Frederick waved his hand and said, "Two days will be enough. Maybe we can break through in two days and see the beach of the inland sea. The one on the other side is Rokossov. I watched him get reinforcements when he was defending Yeisk. The troops kept coming.

“It is said that he is the tsar’s sworn brother and is very favored by the tsar. Whatever troops he wants, the Ant Command will give them. The railway on the east bank of the river must be crowded with trains transporting troops.

"There's no telling how many troops we'll be facing in two days!"

The Chief of Staff hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed with Admiral Frederick: “You are right, no one knows what we will face in two days.

"I will order the troops to launch an attack using the ammunition and fuel they have accumulated! Our original offensive plan also included a feint in a secondary direction. Now we can concentrate the fuel and ammunition for the feint. The original feint troops will only carry basic ammunition and stay in place."

Admiral Frederick: "Yes, that's it! We must use a swift attack to achieve our goal, at least to make Rokossov reveal a flaw, so that when our logistics are restored, we can give him a fatal blow!"

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At 10 on the evening of October 19, at the Proson Integrated Supply Station "Odin" (radio call sign), under the bloody sunset, 1930 Ante workers hired by Proson to work here lined up in five rows, silently looking at the fat military police colonel on the "lecturing platform".

The lecture platform was actually a Type 4 tank. Because it only had a short-barreled gun, it was handed over to the rear guard troops and military police, and then became the fat colonel's vehicle.

When the Desert Fox became famous, some young officers in Proson began to use tanks as their own vehicles. After Ant's Rokossov became famous, the trend of using tanks as vehicles really became popular.

Moreover, the more senior officers with poor military standards and the more they are disliked by the troops, the more they like to do this, as if as long as they sit on a tank, they will be qualified officers.

This fat military police colonel is one of them.

He stood on the tank and shouted in broken Ante language: "I want to know who installed the explosives in the supply station! We have found the remains of the detonator and know that it was one of you who did it!
"If you take the blame for your own actions and come forward decisively, I can let other innocent people go!
"If you don't stand up, I will use the eleven-draw method, and draw one out of every eleven people and kill him! Now, the first one!"

The military police immediately pulled out the eleventh person in the first row, a child who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old.

When the child was caught by the military police, he shouted: "Don't come out! Uncle from the guerrillas, don't come out! My brother is also in the guerrillas! Tell him for me..."

Gunfire rang out.

The fat military police colonel blew the muzzle of his Luger pistol with satisfaction and said to the military police: "Throw the body into the pigsty. The pigs will have meat today."

Two gendarmes dragged the child's body away, leaving a trail of scarlet blood.

Colonel: "Your courage is commendable! But such a brave boy died in vain and became pig food just because you guerrillas are afraid of death! He died because of you, because of you!"

One thousand - 999 Ant mercenaries remained silent, looking at the domineering gendarmerie colonel with cold eyes.

Colonel: "Humph, your cowardice is surprising! Then the next one!"

Immediately, a middle-aged man with half-gray hair was pulled out.

"Do you have anything to say, old man? You must be more sensible than a hot-blooded child."

The old man looked at the colonel and said, "Yes, I am reasonable. I didn't retreat because my grandson had a fever. It was so cold and I was afraid he would die on the road.

"I joined your hired labor team to support him. I have betrayed my neighbors, my neighborhood, and the whole city. Do you think the guerrillas will stand up for me? No, Colonel, they won't. They will just watch me die."

As soon as he finished speaking, the colonel pulled the trigger.

"Drag them away," he said irritably, "You all keep doing this! Why don't you cry and beg for mercy? Who among you would cry and beg for mercy?"

The 998 Ants were silent, but the silence was like thunder.

"Then let me ask you another question," the colonel gritted his teeth and said, "I want to ask you, who saw anyone behaving abnormally last night? If you tell us, the Proson Empire will not treat you unfairly!"

No one answered.

The colonel paced back and forth, continuing to ask: "Who saw it? Even if it's just a figment of the imagination!"

Suddenly, someone said, "Give up. After today's bombing, we can see that you are about to fail. It's going to rain soon, and then winter will come.

"You will fail in the winter!"

"Who said that?" The fat colonel was overjoyed. "Catch him!"

Soon, a middle-aged man in his late thirties was brought to the tank.

Fat Colonel: "Your mobilization method is very good! You are the guerrilla!"

The man laughed out loud: "How I wish I were! I'm not afraid to tell you, I've been slacking off these days and even used clothes drying in the dormitory to hang out writings. Today they finally saw my writings! Hahahahaha!"

"It's you!" The fat colonel raised his hand and pulled the trigger, but the gun jammed.

"Damn it!" He was so angry that he frantically pulled the slide of the Ruger pistol, finally pulled out the unfired bullet and loaded it again.

He raised his gun a second time and pulled the trigger.

But the gun still didn't fire!
The fat colonel pulled the slide frantically for the third time. After eliminating the fault, he raised his hand and pulled the trigger. However, the hammer clicked down, but the bullet did not fire. It seemed that the primer had failed this time.

"Damn it!" The colonel cleared the obstacle for the fourth time -

The men were still laughing: "Guerrillas! Are you watching? Let's laugh at the enemy's incompetence! Ah guerrillas! Take me away!"

(End of this chapter)