artillery arc

Chapter 667 Courage

Chapter 667 Courage (Update 47/84)

At nine o'clock in the evening on August 8, General Rokossov's temporary command headquarters was on the move.

Wang Zhong put down the phone and turned to look at Nellie.

Nellie looked up in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Wang Zhong: "Do you remember Orachi?"

"Of course." Nelly said and continued to pour tea for Lyudmila.

Wang Zhong: "The Prosens have massacred the entire city, as if they wanted to wipe out the results of our battle where we used one division to block several of their divisions."

Two drops of tea spilled outside the cup.

Nellie put down the teapot and looked up at Wang Zhong: "It's really... a sad thing."

Wang Zhong: "When you were building fortifications in Orachi, I saw that you had a good relationship with the locals of Orachi. I hope you won't be too sad."

"I'm fine." Nellie picked up the rag and wiped away the spilled tea.

Lyudmila stood up and hugged Nellie tightly: "Nellie! My strong Nellie."

Nellie: "Ma'am, I'm fine. I can't remember the faces of those people anymore. I just remember that they were very kind and gave me more when they sold me things, that's all.

"And I'm almost suffocated by you, ma'am!"

Wang Zhong patted Lyudmila on the shoulder: "She said so."

Lyudmila then let go of Nellie and stared at her face for a few seconds: "Nellie, you are more expressionless than before. It's hard to guess what you are thinking."

"Yeah." Nellie nodded, not realizing that this response was a bit strange. After a brief pause, she asked again, "We will arrive in Orachi tomorrow, right?"

Wang Zhong nodded: "Yes. The front headquarters led by Pavlov should arrive at midnight today. They found some houses that can still be used. Before Yegorov conquers Agsukov, the front headquarters should be set up there.

"It's now considered a safe rear area."

"I know." Nellie still had a straight face.

Wang Zhong didn't know whether the fierce fighting on the beachhead had made her so hard-hearted or whether she had always been such an iron-faced heroine.

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At the same time, Agsukov, 43 Krugen Street.

Mother Alexeyevna suddenly raised her head and looked toward the window.

She listened carefully to the faint, blurred sounds outside.

At this time, the secret door in the old lady's room opened, and a young face came out of the secret door and asked, "Auntie, what's going on? Is it thundering? Is it going to rain heavily again?"

The old lady shook her head gently: "No, child, it was the sound of cannons."

"Really?" The young man came out of the secret door, trotted to the window and opened it.

Then the dull sound echoed throughout the room.

One beat after another, like the heartbeat of a giant.

Suddenly, the sound was interrupted by a piercing scream. A Proson police car ran through the street with its sirens blaring, and the Proson occupation forces in the car kept firing at the surrounding windows with their 98Ks.

They call it shock and awe.

Mother Alexeyevna calmly pulled the young man away from the window and closed it.

Young man: "Auntie, the enemy police car moves like this, usually they have lost the person who broke the curfew. I think Shelov and his men are coming."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the apartment door.

The old lady pushed the young man and gestured to him to go into the secret door and hide.

After the secret door was closed, the old lady put on her coat and pretended to have just gotten out of bed, saying loudly, "Here we are! Searching every night is really hard, gentlemen of Plossom."

This was a disguise, but also a signal to tell the people outside that nothing had happened inside. Aunt Alexeyevna came to the door, opened it, and let the two middle-aged men into the apartment.

"Sherov," the old lady asked the first man who came in, "how is everything?"

"It's terrible. Our informants in the city government have received word that the Prosens may massacre the city tomorrow. The priest of the underground parish has ordered the guerrillas in all districts to mobilize and prepare for an uprising tomorrow to defend Agsukov with arms."

Aunt Alexeyevna's eyes widened. "Revolt now? Listen, we can already hear our artillery fire outside. Liberation is clearly just around the corner. If we revolt now, many people will not see the day of liberation!"

Shelov put his hand on the old lady's shoulder and said, "Two years ago, you saved us wounded soldiers. The people of Prosen are not stupid. They have realized that you might be covering for us. If they really start to massacre the city tomorrow, you will definitely be the first to bear the brunt!
“It’s our turn to protect you this time!

“The people of Agsukov have also been supporting our struggle. We cannot just sit back and watch them massacre the city.”

Aunt Alexeevna shook her head and grabbed Sherov's hand: "Over the past two years, you guys are like my sons. I don't want you to die on the eve of liberation."

Shelov smiled: "We are not prepared to die, we have a chance of winning. The 11th Army of the Proson Regular Army is now retreating to the west bank of the Tiber River. They should all leave Agsukov tonight.

"The rest are just junk like the People's Armed Forces Division, which doesn't even have many machine guns. We have been accumulating weapons and ammunition for the past two years. We stole a lot of things from the Plosson warehouses and received support through underground transportation lines and airdrops.

"Our equipment is much better than the enemy's guard division! We also have more combat experience! Have you forgotten? A large number of us are wounded soldiers who were abandoned two years ago. We have combat experience!"

Aunt Alexeyevna stared at Sherov for several seconds, and finally let go of his hand: "I understand, do what you should do. I just... just saw that victory was about to come, and suddenly I couldn't bear it."

Shelov: "Your strength has always inspired us, at least me. When we win, no matter who survives, we will regard you as our own mother."

Mother Alexeevna smiled and pointed to the secret door: "Well, go quickly, comrades are waiting for the order from the underground parish!"

Shelov nodded, walked towards the secret door, and went in with ease.

His followers bowed respectfully to the old lady and then disappeared into the secret door.

Mother Alexeyevna returned to her bedside, and, regardless of the danger of being hit by the crazy Prosens, she lay on the window, with her ear against the glass, listening to the incessant artillery fire outside.

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At noon on August 8, Wang Zhong's armored command vehicle drove into Oraqi.

Heavy tank No. 422 is currently being repaired. Ke Jing assured that the new batch of Rokossov Type has solved the problem of broken drive shafts, but now it seems that it has new problems.

So Wang Zhong had to give up the idea of ​​driving a tank all the way to Agsukov and just sit in the armored command vehicle sent by the United States.

Wang Zhong opened the door of the command vehicle and took a look at the streets stretching out before his eyes, feeling mixed emotions.

The street was still the same street, and some of the buildings on both sides of the road remained intact, but without exception, they all showed signs of being burned by fire.

Wang Zhong realized that the Oraqi he was familiar with had disappeared.

Suddenly, someone pushed him and squeezed out of the command vehicle.

It's Nellie.

Nellie ran forward at great speed, stood in the middle of the road, and looked at the ruins on both sides of the road.

Wang Zhong: "Nelly! You——"

Before Wang Zhong could say anything, Nellie started running.

She ran among the ruins, as if she was desperately looking for something.

Wang Zhong stood by the door of the armored command vehicle, watching Nellie running farther and farther away.

For a moment, Wang Zhong remembered the movie "The Good, the Bad and the Ugly" which he loved very much before he traveled through time. In the movie, one of the protagonists was running wildly in the huge cemetery formed by the Civil War.

Lyudmila came to Wang Zhong and whispered, "Sure enough, Nellie established a deep connection with the residents during that month."

Wang Zhong nodded: "That's why I hesitated yesterday about how to tell her the news."

Lyudmila: "It's okay. She is stronger than we thought. Very strong. It's okay."

(End of this chapter)

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