Arc of Gunfire

Although Meier's attitude had changed, he still did not hold Wang Zhong's hand.

So Wang Zhong raised his outstretched hand a little higher: "Why don't you shake hands? For new friendship."

Meier was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little embarrassed. He held Wang Zhong's hand and said apologetically: "I made you wait for so long."

"No problem." Wang Zhong said with a smile, "My troops will stay here until the follow-up troops arrive. I will give you a motorcycle. You go chase the escaped Barras soldiers and convince them to join Barras's army." Fight for the future.”

Wang Zhong said this because he could see that the top of Meier's head in front of him had turned into a friendly sign, so he could safely release Meier to gather troops.

If Meyer has enough reputation and can attract a large number of Baras people, then the attack on the capital of Baras will be very smooth.

Firstly, it can persuade the defenders to switch sides and disarm, and secondly, it can make the people wholeheartedly welcome him. In short, Wang Zhong makes a lot of money.

If Meier's reputation was not high enough, Wang Zhong would not suffer any loss if he was annihilated by others.

Emilia protested loudly: "How can you trust him so much? He is a reputable enemy general. Putting him back will definitely cause huge casualties to our army! Even Komanda was almost defeated by them!"

Both Comandas heard this sentence. The muscular man with the bow and arrow frowned, while the scholar-looking man said in Antese with a heavy accent: "We are not defeated, and we are far from being defeated. We're still here. The Barras lack sufficient tactical skills and can only rush from the bridge, posing no threat. We're just running out of ammunition."

Emilia looked at Komanda: "Being defeated is being defeated. The bridge is lost and you are killed. No, General Rokossov, I object to putting back such a threatening Balas!"

Wang Zhong: "Miss Emilia, have you heard of an allusion from Siris? There was a great prime minister in Siris in ancient times. In order to ensure the peace of the border, he captured the most virtuous and respected tribal leaders in the southern border again and again, and then Let him go in order to gain his loyalty."

Emilia frowned: "Is there such a story?"

"Yes, this story is full of Siris's wisdom, which the United Kingdom, which has only been founded for more than a thousand years, needs to learn from." Wang Zhong turned to Maier Apudullah, "What I want to say to you, is the same as that of the United Kingdom. The same as the prime minister. Are you convinced? If you are not convinced, you can use your reputation to organize the Balas people to resist. I will capture you again and ask you the same question."

Meyer Abdullah frowned: "This... I only have one question. If I resist again, won't it increase the casualties of your troops?"

Wang Zhong laughed loudly: "How many casualties did Komanda have?"

The scholar Komanda who had been talking said: "Six people were killed and five were wounded."

Wang Zhong pointed at him with his thumb and said to Meier: "Did you hear that? How many casualties did your soldiers have? You are facing..."

Scholar: "Mainly casualties caused by mortars."

"Oh, well, the casualties are mainly caused by mortars. What you are facing is actually light infantry. They are just relatively elite light infantry without any heavy weapons. As a result, you only caused these casualties when a division came over.

Wang Zhong paused, stared at Meier and said: "My troops are heavily armored troops. How many casualties can you cause? Maybe if we resist for a long time, the casualties we will suffer are not as good as the casualties my troops drank to death from drinking vodka along the way." Lots of people.”

The major leading the naval infantry protested: "We will never drink so many people to death! Even if we want to drink, there is not that much vodka in the supply!"

Wang Zhong: "Thank you for your additional explanation, Major."

"You're welcome."

The naval infantry is also a real tiger. A major still interrupted the admiral. Of course, it may be because these people knew that Wang Zhong had no airs.

Meyer looked convinced: "Although as a Baras, I am not convinced by your evaluation of our combat effectiveness, I have to admit that it is indeed the case. Especially when I know that the United Kingdom's troops only suffered ten casualties. …”

"Eleven people." Scholar Komanda corrected.

Meyer: "Eleven people. We have made so many sacrifices, but we can only cause so few casualties. It is because the other side has no ammunition. No, we cannot let this situation continue. I promise you, as long as I can If you convince the troops, I will definitely bring them over.”

Wang Zhong: "I believe you. Go ahead. Be careful not to lose your life."

After speaking, Wang Zhong saluted Meyer.

Meier was even more moved and bowed to Wang Zhong very solemnly.

Wang Zhong couldn't understand what he was doing and could only guess that it was a big gift.

At this time, Sergeant Major Gregory came over and said to Meier: "Please come this way. I have prepared a motorcycle for you. Can you drive it?"

"Of course." Meyer nodded.

Then Sergeant Major Gregory handed him a Sten submachine gun and four magazines: "Protect yourself well."

Meyer took these with tears of gratitude, hung them on his body, saluted Sergeant Major Gregory again, and then turned around.

"Hey," Gregory called to him, "I don't trust you as much as the general, so the submachine gun magazines are filled with blank bullets. Please change them."

Meier was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "That's good! That's good! With guards like you, the general's safety should be guaranteed."

After saying that, he didn't change the magazine, but walked directly to the motorcycle, got on it and sped off.

Wang Zhong was very satisfied, and felt that he had another fierce general - well, I don't know if he is fierce or not, but he can fight less battles.

At this time, he heard someone jump off the tank behind him and walked over angrily.

He turned around and saw Emilia coming over with the front armor shaking: "As an Allied officer in the joint operation, I want to question your decision! This is too unreasonable!"

Wang Zhong: "Then let's see if it is reasonable. I think he will come to surrender with a large number of Barras troops tomorrow night at the latest."

Emilia looked at Wang Zhong suspiciously: "Do you want to bet?"

"Okay, what to bet?"

Emilia thought for a while: "Ten pounds."

Wang Zhong: "Deal."

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August 31, 11:30 noon, the third floor of the former Plossen garrison battalion headquarters at the bridgehead, the battalion commander's office.

When the knock on the door sounded, Wang Zhong responded loudly: "Come in!"

Emilia was originally looking at the troops passing through the bridge outside the window, and she turned back at this time.

The signalman opened the door and saluted Wang Zhong: "Report to the general, the vanguard encountered the surrendered Barras army, and the leader is the Meyer Abdullah you mentioned."

Wang Zhong snapped his fingers and said to Emilia: "Ten pounds!"

Emilia widened her eyes and looked at the signalman: "Really? You are not a shill arranged by your general?"

The signalman looked disdainful: "Our general still needs a shill? The vanguard reported that the Barras army is marching on the right side of the road and will soon reach the bridge. Let us receive it. Meyer Abdullah went to persuade other troops to surrender."

Wang Zhong smiled smugly: "What do you think? If you don't want to give it now, it won't be too late to give it when the Barras army reaches the bridge. We will set up a base for incorporation here, and when Pavlov brings the headquarters up, we will reorganize it on the spot."

I don't know if Pavlov sneezed.

Emilia: "Are you really going to use the Barras soldiers?"

Wang Zhong stood up, came to Emilia, and looked out the window: "Look, there are corpses all over the ground. They keep charging in the face of absolute superior firepower. They are not lacking in courage, Emilia. Don't look down on them.

"As a soldier of a country invaded by Proson, I admire their courage. Last year, I saw my soldiers and countless ordinary people in Ant rushing into the enemy's fire net like this. "

Emilia: "I understand what you said, but can you not say such things in my ear?"

"Why, should you whisper affectionately in your ear?"

Wang Zhong was originally going to show off his level of love words, but after thinking about a few words, he felt that they were too greasy, so he had to give up.

At this time, a jeep arrived downstairs of the battalion headquarters, and Pavlov's big bald head reflected the sunlight, almost shaking Wang Zhong.

He left the window and sat behind the desk, and then found that the signalman who had just reported was not gone.

Wang Zhong: "Do you have anything else to say? "

The signalman looked at Emilia, and the words "I'm eating melons" were written all over his face.

Wang Zhong: "If you have nothing to do, leave quickly. I ran into Chief of Staff Pavlov and he said I was waiting for him in the office on the third floor."

"Yes."

The signalman fled away.

Then Pavlov's heavy footsteps were heard outside - this bear made Wang Zhong have the illusion that the floor was shaking.

A few seconds later, Pavlov opened the door and looked back and forth at Emilia and Wang Zhong: "Is it my illusion? Why do I feel that you two just separated?"

Wang Zhong: "It's your illusion."

Pavlov shrugged: "In fact, you don't have to care about it. A place like the battlefield can arouse desire. My advice is not to hold it back at this time."

Wang Zhong: "You think too much, it's not true. Only wild animals can't control their little brothers. I am a civilized person."

Pavlov nodded and changed the subject: "I heard when I came up that you developed a Balasdavarish?"

Wang Zhong: "Yes. ”

“Oh my god, Popov is going to lament that you took his job away from him.”

“When Popov arrives, he will be busy. A battalion of Balas people is heading this way, ready to surrender. I hope Popov can convert them into loyal troops.”

Pavlov: “Do you really need Popov? Can’t you just go by yourself?”

“I still have to worry about military issues, and Popov has nothing to do all day, so I have to find something for him to do.”

Wang Zhong said firmly.

Emilia: “Why do I feel that you are the most idle person in the entire headquarters?”

“That’s your illusion.”