artillery arc

Chapter 636 Infiltration

Not long after Marshal Goron issued the order, chaos broke out outside.

"Damn, how many troops were airdropped?" The marshal paced back and forth in the armored command vehicle.

The adjutant looked worried and said, "Marshal, the enemy is clearly aiming to capture you alive or kill you. How about you get on a tank and let all the armored vehicles that remain here protect you and head to the new headquarters?
"The enemy's paratroopers only have two legs, and they can't keep up with the armored vehicles."

Marshal Goron glanced at his adjutant and said, "No, I will not flee from the battlefield! Continue to mobilize nearby troops to destroy all the enemy's airborne troops!"

"But if the enemy succeeds, you will be the second marshal to fall into Rokossov's hands," the adjutant said worriedly.

Marshal Goron: "If things turn out like this, I am convinced. It's all my fault for not moving to the new headquarters earlier. I was careless, and this is the result of carelessness."

Adjutant: "But... if Rokossov succeeds, it will be detrimental to the entire empire."

Marshal Goron did not answer, but stood at the window of the armored command vehicle, looking at the night sky outside which was constantly lit up by tracer bullets.

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Major General Alomeev set up his headquarters on a nearby cylindrical grain silo.

There used to be a Proson observation post on the top of the barn, but the Proson sentry stationed there has been eliminated and the artillery mirror has been retained.

Alomeev observed the target area through Proson's gun telescope: "The structure of the target area is exactly the same as General Rokossov's drawing. It's unbelievable. He just flew over the enemy's head at night!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the radio operator handed over the walkie-talkie: "Calling from the Sharp Knife Battalion."

Alomeev took the walkie-talkie: "This is Alomeev, what's the matter?"

"Brigade Commander, the enemy's firepower is too fierce, we can't break in! We only have light weapons and can't break through the enemy's tight defense! I request to outflank the enemy from behind!"

Aromeev: "No, the enemy's rear is reserved for Komanda to infiltrate. If we go around the rear, we will alert the enemy. If we continue to attack the enemy head-on, Komanda should have infiltrated it, and we will soon see a fire in the enemy's backyard."

"Okay, Brigadier General, let's think of a solution."

The Komanda team members are the instructors of the 1st Airborne Brigade, so no one knows Komanda's abilities better than the soldiers of the 1st Brigade.

Alomeev returned the walkie-talkie to the radio operator and continued to observe the area of ​​​​the exchange of fire through the artillery telescope.

Suddenly, he discovered that there was an armored command vehicle surrounded by a considerable number of guards.

"No way?" he muttered, and held out his hand to the radio operator, "Walkie-talkie."

The radio operator immediately put the bulky walkie-talkie back into his hands.

"Second Battalion Commander, Second Battalion Commander, Alomeev to the rescue."

"This is the Second Battalion! The battalion commander has been killed. Marokov is in command. Brigade Commander, please speak!"

"Your battalion should move forward another hundred meters. After climbing over the wall, you will see a command vehicle. There are many security forces around it. There may be senior officers from Prosengao inside!"

"One hundred meters ahead? I'll see if I can send a young man to infiltrate. But don't hold your hopes too high, Commander. There are enemy fire points all along the way."

Just as he finished speaking, something exploded in the enemy's position, and a fireball several stories high rose up, instantly illuminating the town where the enemy headquarters was located as bright as day.

Aromeev: "The situation has changed. Leave it to Komanda. You should preserve your strength and just hold the enemy back."

"clear."

Alomeev once again handed the walkie-talkie back to the radio operator and adjusted the focus of the gunner's scope, aiming it in the direction of the explosion.

Then he happened to see that the Proson soldiers were attracted by the explosion, and the Komanda team members moved past.

Alomeev: "I knew they were responsible for the explosion."

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Marshal Goron looked at the fireball that suddenly rose up and cursed, "Damn enemy, the frontal attack is just to attract our attention, the real killer move is behind."

Adjutant: "I will mobilize the troops immediately..."

"No, just hold on to the area around the headquarters. I don't believe that the enemy's infiltration troops can force their way through the defense line formed by armored vehicles and barricades!"

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Jonard suddenly raised his right hand and clenched his fist, so all the Komanda team members following him stopped, squatted on the spot, and were alert to their surroundings.

The "doctor" came up from the end of the team and asked quietly, "What's wrong?"

"Look at that sign in front. Is it the enemy's laundry station?"

The doctor looked over and nodded, "Yes, it's the laundry station."

Jonard: "Very good, we put on the enemy's clothes and walk through the enemy's blockade."

Doctor: "There are still Ante paratroopers attacking here, and there is a possibility of accidental attack."

"The enemy thinks the same, so there are risks and benefits. I have made up my mind, let's do it. Those who can speak Proson follow me, and the rest of you stay alert."

"No," the doctor stopped Jonard from leaving, "I should lead the disguise team, and you direct everyone."

Just as Jonard was about to speak, the doctor waved his hand and said, "Follow me."

After saying that, he took the lead, and then everyone in the cross-dressing group followed.

Jonard could only watch them go and continue to hide in the shadows and keep watch on his surroundings.

Soon, a new group of "Plosson Army" came out of the laundry station. The leading Plosson officer was still buttoning his clothes when he came out.

However, these "Plosson Army" all had a white ribbon tied on their sleeves, which the Plosson people probably wouldn't notice.

Jonard: "Pass it back, the one with white bands on his sleeves is a friendly soldier, be careful not to hurt anyone by mistake." "Pass it back, the one with white bands on his sleeves is a friendly soldier, be careful not to hurt anyone by mistake."

As the voice was transmitted, the doctor glanced in Jonard's direction, waved his hand and ordered in Plosser: "Turn right and run!"

This small group of "Prosom soldiers" ran out into the night.

Jonard: "Forward! Follow the doctors and the others!"

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The Guard Regiment of the Southern Army Group Headquarters, the last line of defense.

Major Hoffman saw a squad of Proson's troops running towards his position in the darkness.

He stepped forward and yelled, "Wait, where are you going?"

The officer in charge shouted: "We have been ordered to reinforce the defense of the headquarters!"

Major Hoffman: "Really? Then you should go to Sergeant Major Weikos's bunker. They only have one group of machine gunners and the sergeant major himself."

As they were talking, the small group of reinforcements arrived in front of Major Hoffman.

The major suddenly noticed a white band on the sleeves of this group of people, and asked in confusion: "What is the white band on your sleeves?"

"Identification tape." The officer in charge said with a smile, "To prevent accidental injury by our own people."

Major Hoffman didn't react: "What do you mean by accidental injury?"

The officer in charge hit him with a big blow, and Major Hoffman fainted.

The sergeant behind him raised his submachine gun and shouted: "Araw..."

The soldier with the white belt rushed forward and hit the sergeant in the face with the butt of his rifle, knocking him down.

At the same time, a beret soldier appeared from the shadows and cut the throats of other Proson soldiers on the checkpoint with a dagger. Even the gunner on the sdkfz half-track vehicle was stabbed in the eye by a flying knife and fell backwards.

The tank parked next to the checkpoint didn't notice the accident at all. After all, the tank driver had poor vision and could only see the area inside the observation port if he didn't stick his head out.

A Komanda soldier emerged from the shadows, climbed onto the tank and knocked on the hatch.

So the tank commander opened the hatch and stuck his head out: "What's wrong?"

The muffler made a "puff" sound and the commander was shot, but his clothes were grabbed and his body did not slide down.

The Komanda who was knocking on the hatch inserted his silenced pistol into the gap between the commander and the hatch and shot the tankmen in the head one by one.

As all this was happening, the "Officer Plosson" who had knocked Major Hoffman over threw away his hat and took off his coat, revealing the Komanda uniform underneath.

Someone shouted in the Angsa language in the darkness: "Shall we drive the half-track straight to the vital point?"

Jonard: "No, drive the tank!"

So the Komanda team members jumped onto the tank, opened the hatch, pulled out the dead Proson man, and jumped in.

Jonard climbed onto the tank, stood behind the turret, and pointed at the tank next to him: "Open the covers of the other tanks first!"

"Understood. Armor-piercing shells loaded!"

The turret slowly turned, and Jonard urged, "Hurry up!"

"You have to increase the engine speed, otherwise the motor will not be able to supply enough power, at this speed."

As they spoke, the gun barrel was aimed at the target, and the gunner Komanda shouted, "Fire!"

Without waiting for Jonard to respond, the tank opened fire.

The target was hit in the "back of the head" and immediately exploded into the second most gorgeous flower in the night sky - the first most gorgeous was the explosion of the ammunition depot created by Komanda.

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"Huh?" Marshal Goron was shocked and leaned against the window to look outside. "Why did the tank explode?"

The adjutant did not answer because he was also looking out the door, trying to understand what was going on.

The marshal saw another tank turning its gun.

Judging from the smoke and dust that had not yet settled around, the tank had just fired a shot.

Marshal Goron: "Damn it! The enemy stole our tanks! These despicable guys only know how to use such despicable tactics!"

Before he could finish his words, the tank fired again, still targeting "friendly forces".

The No. 4 tank that was hit by the bullet caught fire. The tank driver, covered in flames, jumped out of the car and rolled on the ground.

The last Type 4 tank near the headquarters was still confused about the situation. The commander stuck his head out of the turret and tried to understand the situation.

The mutinous No. 4 fired a third time.

Marshal Goron stopped looking outside and said to his adjutant, "No, I have to leave. Exchange clothes with me!"

The adjutant was stunned for a moment, but immediately began to unbutton his clothes: "Yes, Your Excellency the Marshal."

At this time, the "rebellious" No. 4, which had destroyed three tanks, pointed its gun directly at the gate of the headquarters and blew the gate to pieces with a high-explosive shell.

Then it rushed towards the gate while firing machine guns.

In the darkness, several figures could be vaguely seen following the tanks towards the gate. They should be infiltrating enemies.

(End of this chapter)