artillery arc

Chapter 669 Burst
The guerrilla detachment led by Shelov was suppressed by the firepower of a Proshen half-track vehicle parked at the intersection.

The Prosen people were cunning and knew that if they got close to the buildings, they might be destroyed by the guerrillas using the terrain, so they flattened the central park overnight and lined up several SDKFZ half-track vehicles in the ruins of the park, taking turns to suppress the rebels with machine gun fire.

Because several half-track vehicles fired alternately, the disadvantage of the Plossen machine gun requiring the barrel to be replaced was overcome.

This kind of tactics will definitely not work against the Ant regular army. After all, the density of Ant artillery fire has reached an insane level, and they have begun to build a complete front-line fire support system. With such densely arranged half-track vehicles, the heavy artillery will fall within ten minutes.

But the rebels had no heavy artillery, and even the mortars were stolen from the Plossen arsenal.

The heavy mortars of Plossen's army were in the field troops, and the second-line troops stationed in Agsukov had no heavy mortars - Plossen was counted as a wave, and the infantry division stationed in Agsukov was the eighth wave at the front, and the mortars they were equipped with were all "small smash cannons", and the infantry guns equipped by the division were captured from the defeated Carolingian Infantry Division.

Unless this weapon hits the half-track vehicle directly, there is really no way to deal with this "iron line of defense".

Especially the mortar cannon, whose explosive power is only about the same as that of a grenade. Even if it explodes next to a half-track vehicle, it can only scratch its coating.

"Shelov!" The parish priest of the underground parish crouched and ran behind the bunker where Shelov was hiding, and asked loudly, "What should we do? Can we only wait until the enemy runs out of bullets?"

"I'm thinking of a way!" Shelov raised his head slightly, showing his head and eyes at the edge of the bunker, looking at the "defense line" formed by the half-track vehicles, "It would be great if we had anti-tank guns. These half-track vehicles can't stop anti-tank guns!"

"The anti-tank gun is on the way. The people in the next block just used it to shoot down an enemy half-track vehicle. They said there are still 30 rounds of bullets left!" said the priest.

"Okay! Once the anti-tank guns are delivered, we'll let these half-tracks go to hell!"

Just then, a roar was heard in the air.

Shelov: "Take cover! An air raid is coming!"

In the blink of an eye, a twin-engine bomber (Shelov did not recognize it as a reconnaissance type Pe-3) roared by and strafed the Prosen half-track with machine gun fire.

Although it was machine gun fire, two of the half-track vehicles lined up side by side caught fire and the machine gunner of the other one was also hit.

The Plossen soldiers were stunned by the sudden attack from the air. Many of them did not even recognize that it was an Ant Air Force plane. Instead, they began to curse at the sky, thinking that the Plossen Air Force had mistakenly attacked them.

Shelov shouted: "Quick! Take this opportunity! Charge!"

The guerrillas rushed out of their bunkers, firing as they charged towards the half-track.

In fact, at this time there were still several half-track vehicles intact, and the machine guns on them could fire normally, but the machine gunners were inexperienced and frightened by the sudden incident, and now they were panicked.

The three machine guns only mowed down seven or eight guerrillas, and that was it.

The partisan's bayonet sank into the machine gunner's chest.

A machine gunner tried to escape, but was shot as he climbed out of the half-track and rolled off the vehicle in a funny posture.

Shelov rushed to a half-track that was still intact and shouted, "Ivan!"

Ivan, the car driver, yelled, "Here!"

"You drive!"

“I’ve never driven one!”

"Plosson's half-track drives almost like a car!"

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Ivan climbed into the cab. "Let me see. It's really similar to driving a truck!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the half-track vehicle leapt forward a long way.

Sherov: "Slow down! What if you hit someone?"

"I'm not used to the feel of this thing! It's too smooth. When I drive our truck, I have to step on the accelerator hard to get feedback."

Shelov picked up the machine gun: "Let's go, advance along the road and occupy the police station as planned!"

At this time, the "twin-engine bomber" that had just helped a lot flew over the sky again.

"Huraa!" Shelov took off his hat and waved at the plane.

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Observer Shelev looked down and said, "They are so happy! We should help them more!"

"Then call the fleet in the sky! There should be a lot of attack planes and fighters in the sky nearby! The Plosson Air Force is not doing well recently!"

(In fact, the fighter units of the Plossen Air Force were mobilized in batches to return to the country to participate in the homeland air defense operations, fighting with the bombers and escort fighters of the United States Eighth Air Force)

Shelev picked up the microphone and turned up the transmission power to the maximum: "Attention to all front air forces in the air! An uprising is taking place in Agsukov! An uprising is taking place! All flying units are requested to come to support as long as the fuel allows!

"Please all flying units come to support as soon as fuel allows!"

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The command tent at the Ant Field Airfield.

The commander of the 5th Guards Aviation Division, Drachenko Grigorevich, was shocked when he heard the voice coming from the radio: "Agsukov has revolted?" "It seems so!" The chief of staff immediately reached out to adjust the radio. Unlike the army, every member of the Air Force is a technical soldier, so adjusting the radio is a piece of cake.

Then a clearer call came from the loudspeaker: "An uprising is taking place in Agsukov! An uprising is taking place! All flying units are requested to come to support as long as the fuel allows!"

Drachenko immediately put out the cigarette in the ashtray and strode out of the command tent.

Many pilots outside were lying on the grass to rest, waiting for the ground crew to repair the plane that had just landed.

Almost all the boys of Drachenko's old unit, the 4th Thunderplane Regiment, were lying on the grass. They had just completed a bombardment of the Plossen Ferry and bridge on the Tiber River.

Someone took out a bayan from somewhere and played a cheerful tune.

Seeing Drachenko coming over, someone spoke up first: "Commander, we are not being lazy. The plane is being repaired and refueled! You don't want us to lose our lives due to mechanical failure in the air, do you?"

Drachenko: "The people of Agsukov have revolted! They are fighting fiercely with the Proson defense forces!"

The smiles on the pilots' faces disappeared.

Drachenko: "They won't fight the enemy when we are about to liberate the city. There is no need! The enemy must be going to massacre the city, just like Orachi and Shepetovka!

"I order you to take off immediately with everything that can fly to support the fight of the Agusukov people!"

All the pilots stood up, not even bothering to brush off the grass on their pants, and ran towards their planes.

The ground crew over there was shouting, "The bomb hasn't been dropped yet!"

Drachenko: "Hurry up! Remember not to set the burning point, it might be bad if the city is set on fire! Set up the bomb and blow up Prosen's barricades and tanks!
"Also, armor-piercing bullets on the machine gun ammunition belt! The rebellious people can't have many anti-armor means, and those half-tracks will cause them trouble!"

The 47th Attack Aircraft Regiment flew the P2 aircraft donated by the United States. The aircraft was equipped with the M12.7 Lao Gan Ma machine gun. Although it was a machine gun, it actually had strong armor-piercing capabilities. After all, its caliber was mm, the same caliber as many anti-material rifles in later generations.

Drachenko stood beside the runway, yelling at the ground crew.

Soon, the first P47, fully fueled and loaded with ammunition, slid onto the grass-covered runway.

Drachenko gave a thumbs up and said, "Show the Prosens some power!"

The pilot also responded with a thumbs up, and then the plane accelerated suddenly and roared into the sky.

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Headquarters of the 1st Guards Mobile Army.

Yegorov heard a voice behind him and turned around, and saw the guard leading the young boy into the headquarters.

"What's going on?" he asked. "What's wrong with this kid?"

Before the guard could speak, the child interrupted, "General! The Prosens are planning to massacre the city, and the underground parish has launched an uprising in response! The entire Agersukov is fighting! General! Help us! Don't let those good people who have been fighting for two years die before liberation!"

Yegorov's eyes widened: "Are you serious?"

At this time, the communications staff reported: "We received a communication from the Air Force. They are mobilizing aircraft to support the Agsukov uprising troops. So it should be true."

The Army Group Chief of Staff: "But according to our attack plan, we should seize the outer positions today and then advance forward after consolidating them—"

Yegorov: "The situation has changed, can't you see? The situation has changed! We can't let the blood of the people be shed, and we can't let Agsukov be burned to ruins by the enemy before liberation! No!

"Immediately change the battle plan, organize an assault group, and lead it directly to the city center under my command!
"The city is full of rebel troops now. We will get support from the locals. The enemy will have no chance to spare any strength to deal with our assault troops! Once we take down the enemy's city defense headquarters, the enemy's city defense troops will be leaderless and may collapse on their own!"

The chief of staff thought for a moment and nodded, "Indeed, in this situation, we may not have a brutal street fight with the enemy, because the enemy's defensive forces are all restrained by the rebels.

"We initially assumed the intensity of the enemy's resistance based on Abavahan's experience, which may have been a bit overly cautious."

Yegorov nodded and said to the young boy who brought the news, "Wait a moment, kid. Our assault group is organized. I will rush into the city with you! Do you know the way?"

"I know him!" the young boy laughed.

"Okay!" Yegorov slapped his thigh, and then suddenly remembered something, "Oh, right, the 1st Guards Red Banner Mechanized Infantry Division also flies a red flag. Let's borrow their red flag! If the tanks at the head of the assault group fly red flags, the enemy's second-line troops might be scared to death!"

The chief of staff also laughed: "That's a good idea!"

The young boy who brought the news asked, "Isn't it true that only General Rokossov knows how to fly the red flag?"

"Not anymore. Many heroic troops have spontaneously raised the red flag, because it represents the blood of all the sacrificed Davarishis! It's our battle flag!" Yegorov explained, "Of course, only those troops with the title of Guards and who are particularly brave dare to raise the red flag, otherwise they will be laughed at!"

Young children: "That's great! Hurry up! Everyone will be excited when they see the red flag!"

"It will take about two hours to organize the assault group and gather them together." The chief of staff said, "We can treat the little hero who brought the news to a meal."

“I’m not hungry,” the child said, and his stomach growled loudly.

(End of this chapter)