Arc of Gunfire

The tank unit under Wang Zhong's command quickly moved to the flank firing position and opened fire before it stopped.

Other tanks also opened fire after turning to face the enemy.

The Plossons also reacted quickly.

They were caught off guard by the overly scientific tank shelter Wang Zhong had created before. Now that the T34 was parked on flat ground and fired, they were naturally discovered immediately.

In fact, it won't be long before both sides on the Eastern Front will learn to dig a pit to hide the lower body of the tank, leaving only the head exposed to fire.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was less than 500 meters, and fierce shooting began.

The enemy needs to aim carefully to jam the turret of the T34, while the T34 can fire as long as the scope is put on.

Moreover, the T34 has an obvious advantage in armor. Even if the turret is stuck, the members in the car are still alive. And the T34's 76 gun can directly kill at least half of the members as long as it hits the enemy tank.

The shooting lasted for twenty minutes, and the enemy began to release smoke and retreat.

Wang Zhong saw the enemy release smoke and breathed a sigh of relief.

This time the shooting was different from the previous one. We had no advantage in terrain, and at most there was only a small amount of cover provided by the woods and bushes.

This was a real artillery battle, with both sides fighting hard and exchanging blows. In the end, Wang Zhong's troops were one step ahead.

Wang Zhong: "Report from each vehicle, how many people's turrets are stuck?"

"The command vehicle of the first row is intact."

"The command vehicle of the second row is intact."

"Report from the third row, my track fell off."

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After checking the command vehicles with radios, Wang Zhong ordered to count the status of tanks without radios.

During the counting process, he turned his attention to Yegorov's position.

Because Wang Zhong left the range where he could directly command Yegorov at this time, the headquarters of the 31st Guards Regiment, the second infantry battalion and the third infantry battalion all became military symbols.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong's vision basically covered most of the battlefield, allowing him to clearly see the situation of mincing meat in the smoke-the side shooting of the tank troops only blocked the enemy's follow-up troops, and the tanks and infantry that rushed to the position needed Yegorov's troops to deal with.

A fierce infantry-tank melee was underway.

Yegorov divided the troops into several combat groups, first suppressing the infantry around the tanks with grenades, and then letting the grenadiers throw Molotov bottles.

The battle was quite fierce, but fortunately Yegorov's troops were relatively "thick" and could withstand the casualties of minced meat.

Wang Zhong was paying attention to that side. The statistics here were finished. The platoon leader reported by radio: "A total of 6 tanks were stuck in the turrets, and 2 tanks were broken. The broken tracks are being repaired, and the ones with stuck turrets should wait until tonight for the masters of the tractor factory to repair them."

"Very good," Wang Zhong just opened his mouth, and an infantryman shouted in the distance: "The enemy is coming up from the woods!"

Wang Zhong hurriedly turned his head and saw a large number of Proson soldiers approaching in the woods by lighting the mechanism. These were the enemies who had just occupied the No. 1 ambush position and pressed up along the woods.

The infantry who reported to Wang Zhong were a squad of infantrymen, who seemed to be deployed in the communication trenches between the positions as a guard.

Wang Zhong: "Have the mines been activated?"

"Yes, General! But we didn't bury many mines between the positions, because we were afraid of accidentally hurting our own people!" said the squad leader who led the team.

Wang Zhong: "All tanks change their formations. The enemy is coming from the woods. Prepare to intercept with machine gun fire!"

Wang Zhong picked up the anti-aircraft machine gun on the top of the turret and fired at the Proson people in the woods.

Then the Proson people's machine guns opened fire, and Wang Zhong retreated behind the bunker formed by the tank hatch.

At this time, Alexander opened fire. A high-explosive shell broke a birch tree and exploded before hitting the enemy's machine gun. The fragments knocked down five enemies at once.

But the machine gun was still firing, and the bullets hit the turret with a clang.

At this time, the electromechanical operator operated the machine gun on the vehicle body to fire, and the tracer bullets were fired back against the tracer bullets of the enemy machine gun. It looked like the fantasy kung fu movies that Wang Zhong had seen when he was a child, with both sides using crappy special effects to send waves to bombard each other.

Then the enemy used the same trick to release smoke.

Wang Zhong immediately ordered: "Establish a fire zone, follow the drill!"

Yes, because the enemy likes to release smoke, Wang Zhong's troops, whether infantry or armored forces, have been trained to interweave fire networks without vision.

The enemy tried to advance, but found that the firepower was too dense and the losses were too great, so they decisively chose to retreat.

But Wang Zhong's infantry only had one squad that retreated at the beginning, and two squads that came to support later, and they did not dare to chase.

It is too dangerous for tanks to be approached by infantry in the woods.

The two sides were deadlocked.

After confirming that the enemy's infantry could not come up, Wang Zhong turned his head to observe the situation on Yegorov's side and found that the 31st Guards Regiment also repelled the enemy's attack. There were seven burning Type 4 tanks near the trenches of the third battalion, and three tanks rushed through the first trench and were blown up in front of the second trench.

In addition to the ten Type 4 tanks, the enemy also left about 200 bodies-Wang Zhong estimated it, after all, his ability would not highlight the bodies.

After confirming that the enemy had completely retreated, Wang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.

But the problem was not solved, and the enemy still occupied half of the forest. If the enemy's artillery group started fire preparation later and forced Wang Zhong's troops out of the position, the position might be completely lost.

The only solution is to immediately carry out fire strikes on the lost positions, and then invest the first battalion as a reserve force to counterattack.

Wang Zhong raised his head and looked at the Dao 215 high-altitude reconnaissance plane that had been circling in the sky.

Damn, this was the first time Wang Zhong found the reconnaissance plane so annoying.

How about letting half the artillery regiment fire and sacrificing half of the artillery to seize the position?

What to do after that? The artillery firepower on our side was lost, but the enemy was intact...

Wang Zhong was caught in a dilemma.

Alas, I don’t know how much fuel the enemy aircraft has left.

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Prosen Army, 141st High Altitude Reconnaissance Company, No. 229.

The pilot looked at the fuel gauge and reported to the commander and navigator of the aircraft through the internal line: "The fuel exceeds the warning value. We should return, otherwise we will have to make an emergency landing on a bad mud road."

Commander: "No, the army below needs us. Just because we are in the sky, the Ant Army does not dare to use heavy artillery. Let's stay a little longer. Or ask the company to send an aircraft to replace us. Let's ask the company to take over, radio operator! "

The radioman began calling: "Eagle's Nest, Vulture 29 calling, Vulture 29 calling."

The company's response came immediately: "Vulture 29, this is the Eagle's Nest. Your fuel should be on alert, return immediately."

The company's response went through the internal loop and was heard throughout the aircraft.

The driver and co-pilot looked at each other.

"Commander, the company said so." the driver said.

The commander directly connected to the radio: "Eagle's Nest, our aircraft has suppressed the enemy's defensive artillery fire. Please send someone to replace our aircraft."

After a brief silence, the reply from the Eagle's Nest came: "No, all reconnaissance planes have been dispatched. All reconnaissance planes have been dispatched. Return immediately, over."

In the cabin, the commander and navigator sighed, took off his glasses and started rubbing his eyes.

After a moment of silence, he said: "Radioman, call the wolf."

"Wild wolf, wild wolf, vulture 29 calls. Wild wolf, wild wolf..."

"This is Wild Wolf, have you discovered the enemy's artillery position?" Even though the sound was slightly distorted by the radio, the excitement over there could still be heard.

The radio operator was silent and looked back at the commander - they were back to back.

The commander picked up the phone: "No, the call is to inform you that we are leaving. Over."

"What?" The response came immediately, regardless of the format of the radio call. "Their artillery will fire as soon as you leave! We will have many, many casualties!"

"I'm sorry about that," the commander replied, "but we are low on fuel and must return immediately."

"Is there any other reconnaissance aircraft that can take over?"

"All reconnaissance planes are performing their missions, and no one can take over from us." After the commander finished speaking, he temporarily turned off the microphone and let out a long sigh.

The ground fell silent.

The pilot reminded: "The fuel is still low. Although we have emergency fuel in the spare tank, it will not burn for too long. I have no confidence in making an emergency landing on a bad road like Ant."

When the plane landed, the landing gear hit a crater or a rock and the plane crashed, killing everyone.

And Ant's "road" is only about a quarter of the quality of the standard road within the Prosen Empire, and there are not so many pits and stones.

Therefore, even the most experienced Proson pilots did not dare to make an emergency landing on Ant's highway.

The commander did not answer the pilot, but waited patiently for the wolf's answer.

Finally, the voice of the wild wolf came from everyone's headphones: "I understand, I wish you a safe journey."

Commander: "I also wish you victory over the enemy."

After cutting off communication, the commander looked at the navigation platform in front of him and ordered: "Turn to the new heading 200, let's return."

As the pilot repeated the command, the cabin tilted over and the aircraft began to circle counterclockwise.

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Cruze looked up at the reconnaissance plane that was turning to evacuate, and cursed: "Damn it, I thought the Air Force was rarely reliable for once!"

The commander of the 16th Armored Division asked: "What should we do now? My troops have suffered heavy losses and are now stopped in front of Hill 153. The enemy has dug strange tank bunkers, and we cannot take advantage of the exchange of fire."

Cruze pursed his lips, clenched and unclenched his hands.

Finally, he made up his mind: "One last try. Order the artillery to start preparing for artillery fire. The target enemy is now holding their position! The 2nd and 3rd Battalions of the Panzer Grenadier in the woods organized a new attack wave while the artillery fire was being prepared!"

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After Wang Zhong confirmed from an overhead perspective that the enemy reconnaissance plane had indeed left, he decisively ordered over the radio: "This is the White Horse, the target's first preset position, fire!"