Arc of Gunfire

Colonel Busey heard the sound of cannons and immediately asked the vanguard: "What's going on? Who is firing? This sounds like a big caliber!"

The vanguard's answer was a series of screams: "We were ambushed! The company commander has been killed, and half the company has been wiped out!"

Colonel Busey: "Who are you?"

"Second Lieutenant Hans, commander of the third platoon!"

"You are the commander. I ask you to identify the enemy's direction and fire a signal flare! Now, immediately!"

Colonel Busey saw a flare take off in front of him and fall straight ahead.

Busey raised his eyebrows: "Why should the firing position be placed in the front for an ambush? No, why can half the company be wiped out at once if it is placed in the front?"

It took less than half a minute from the time Colonel Busse heard the sound of artillery to talking to the vanguard. It was a bit too scary to reimburse half an armored company in half a minute.

"Lieutenant Hans, can you see the vehicles used by the enemy?"

"Can't see! I can only see the smoke blown up by the wind from the muzzle when the enemy fires! The enemy uses a Rokosov bunker!"

Colonel Busey's frown deepened.

Rokosov bunkers required a great deal of time and labor to construct. Even if it is a simplified version of the Prosen Army, it will take a long time to dig a bunker that can completely hide the body.

However, when the Prosen army passed by this place yesterday, there was no trace of the Ant people. The reconnaissance planes of the Prosen Air Force have also passed by here many times, but they still haven't seen the Ant Army who are doing soil work.

Colonel Busse quickly ruled out the possibility that the enemy had dug a bunker—at least not a complete bunker.

Then he remembered the report of the platoon leader of the motorized reconnaissance platoon who had narrowly escaped death. He said that he did not see any Ant tanks.

Colonel Busey quickly made a judgment: "It was an anti-tank gun dragged up by a motorized vehicle and hidden in a wheat field! The enemy has obtained a large number of mobile vehicles from the United States, and some of their anti-tank gun units may be completely Motorized!"

Motorization refers to the use of motor vehicles to tow and maneuver.

The anti-tank artillery unit of the Prossen Army is completely motorized, all towed by half-tracks and Opel trucks.

The Ants may learn from Prosen's organization and give priority to motorized anti-tank gun units.

On the basis of this judgment, Colonel Busse ordered the entire battle group: "Immediately launch an attack formation. There are enemy anti-tank gun positions on the hills in front. Let's outflank them!"

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Vasily took the earphones a little further away from him and reported: "The enemy thought they had been intercepted by our anti-tank guns, and thought that our anti-tank gun units had been motorized."

Wang Zhong smiled. How could he, the chairman of the equipment review committee, not know whether there were motorized vehicles?

In fact, Ant troops have very few anti-tank artillery units that can be motorized, and most of them are still "mules and horses."

Wang Zhong: "Continue to monitor."

Vasily nodded and continued to put his ears on the headphones.

Parked next to him was a telecommunications vehicle supported by the United States: an M3 half-track equipped with a large generator, a high-power radio and a huge radio antenna.

This antenna always reminded Wang Zhong of the "roofs" on the tanks used to protect against drones before he crossed over. However, this roof was hollow, as if it had a grape trellis attached to the vehicle.

Relying on this telecommunications car, Vasily was able to hear radio signals that he could not otherwise hear - after all, Wang Zhong's "headquarters" was almost five kilometers away from the actual fighting place at this time, and the signal strength of the Prosin people was already very high. Weak.

The electrical technician in the car looked at Wang Zhong and said, "This thing is so powerful. Whether it's a generator or a radio, we definitely can't make it."

Wang Zhong corrected him: "If we can't make it now, we won't know for sure in the future."

The technician nodded.

Wang Zhong's troops were equipped with a large number of radios, and then the demand for radio maintenance also increased.

Then he unfortunately discovered that there were not that many radio-related talents at all.

The church opened a flying club to train pilots, but it did not open a radio club because it did not think that radio was so important at that time - if it had thought of it, only the platoon leader's car in Ant's tank platoon would have a radio.

There is no other way, Wang Zhong can only train at night school. The technician on board this telecommunications vehicle was trained at night school. His military uniform has a night school graduation medal - this medal is established to reward those who successfully passed the night school examination. Their families also receive a certificate that entitles them to an extra can of Spam per day.

Many went to night school for the medal—and the cans of Spam for their families.

This one is one of them.

Noticing Wang Zhong staring at his medal, the young technician was a little embarrassed: "At that time, my family wrote to me, saying that rationing had begun. I was worried about my two younger brothers, who were at the age where they eat more, so they attended night classes. , fight for Spam cans.

“Now I regret a little bit, because the famine my father said did not come. Although the supply of sausages by the doctor is indeed low, and he can only eat fish one day a week, and there is fish on weekdays, but I am not hungry at all.

"Anyway, I don't seem to need this can of Spam every day."

At this time, the canned Spam is no longer the canned Spam that was used at the beginning of the war. The current canned Spam is just bacon, which can only solve the problem of the presence or absence of meat. Only people in the United Kingdom will find it delicious.

Wang Zhong: "You mean to change the reward to vodka?"

"No, I have no objection to the reward. After all, I was originally afraid that my family would starve. Since there is no possibility of starvation, I still want to be a combatant." The technician looked enviously at the pile of medals on Wang Zhong's chest as he spoke. .

Wang Zhong also looked down and said, "We are not fighting for medals."

"I know, it's to regain the motherland." He is indeed a person who can pass the night school examination to become a technician. "You have taught me many times."

Wang Zhong: "But you still have a desire for medals?"

“Who could not long for it?”

"Just because you can brag in the pub?" Wang Zhong asked.

The technician was very embarrassed.

Wang Zhong was about to continue educating technicians, and Vasily said: "According to the eavesdropped calls, the enemy formed a formation and wanted to outflank our ambush position."

Wang Zhong: "Notify the whirlpool camp."

Vasily immediately picked up the radio and called the battalion commander of the Vortex Tank Destroyer Battalion: "Agu hits Aguda, Valdaichu River calls, Prosen is ready to outflank your position."

Wang Zhong raised his horizons and made a new discovery. It seemed that when the staff officers around him contacted his subordinates, they would also be regarded by the plug-in as being able to directly command the troops.

Oh my god, I finally don’t have to hold the radio and howl at each unit! Walkie-talkies are very heavy!

From now on, you can call the counselor or Vasily, and I will pose next to you to look cool! (Actually, I’m looking at the bird’s eye view)

Wang Zhong decisively struck a cool pose and cut the angle to see what was going on.

The battalion commander of the tank destroyer battalion divided the troops into two parts. The first part had 15 tanks shooting at the enemy on a small high ground. The second part was arranged behind the small high ground, with five tanks on each side and five tanks on each side. The remaining five tanks were obviously reserves.

Wang Zhong understood at a glance that the battalion commander had long realized that the enemy would outflank him. He was ready to show the Prossen people a "light wing spread" when the outflanking enemy began a pincer offensive.

But Wang Zhong had a better idea.

He directly said to Vasily: "The annihilation battalion is ready. Tell the battalion commander to follow his idea and say that I approve his idea."

Vasily was shocked, temporarily turned off the sound function of the walkie-talkie, and said to Wang Zhong: "I don't even know what he is thinking!"

Wang Zhong remembered that Vasily couldn't see the bird's-eye view, so he prevaricated: "I know the commander of the annihilation battalion, and I can probably guess his plan."

Vasily: "Not only do you remember all our names, but you can also guess our plans? Wow, are you so awesome?"

Wang Zhong: "Hurry up and convey my meaning."

Vasily immediately conveyed Wang Zhong's meaning to the annihilation battalion. After finishing the communication, he looked at Wang Zhong: "You want me to contact other troops, right?"

Wang Zhong: "Yes, call two jeep troops at the same time."

The technician who just talked to Wang Zhong said: "I will cover the two frequencies together. You can call their radio call signs separately."

Wang Zhong patted the technician on the shoulder with satisfaction: "That's a big help, well done."

Soon, Vasily handed the walkie-talkie to Wang Zhong: "Take it off, the commanders of both armies are on the line."

Wang Zhong picked up the walkie-talkie: "I am Rokossov. The reason why I do not use a radio call sign is because the next mission is very dangerous and requires great courage from you. I cannot use a code name to give such an order."

He said this to highlight the sense of ceremony, show that he attaches great importance to the two troops and this mission, and can boost morale.

Sure enough, the commanders of both armies responded energetically: "Please give the order!"

"General, we will definitely complete the mission."

Wang Zhong: "I ordered you to circle around the enemy's troops and use machine guns to disrupt the opponent's formation."

"General, we can't penetrate the enemy's tanks."

"But you can force the enemy's commander to get into the tank. After their vision is restricted, they can find a way to get close to the tank and throw incendiary bombs."

Wang Zhong's tactics were used by the African black uncle to check the colonel's tanks.

He had just been inspired by watching a jeep racing with an enemy's three-wheeler. Isn't the dry grassland on the ground the same thing as the African grassland? Willys Jeep and Toyota pickup trucks are similar, even more flexible.

So why not give it a try?

Moreover, Wang Zhong himself also avoided the tank's line of fire on horseback. If Busifaras could do it, why not let Willis Jeep try it.

At this time, one of the two commanders asked: "If we refuse to carry out the mission, you will personally lead us, right?"

Wang Zhong: "Yes. So do you want to refuse?"

"No, we believe in you. Promise to complete the mission."

Another commander also replied: "Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Wang Zhong: "Let's go!"

He handed the walkie-talkie back to Vasily and cut the angle.

In the first ten seconds after the call ended, Wang Zhong still had a view of the troops. He could see the jeep starting up, dragging billowing smoke and dust towards the enemy's flanks.