Arc of Gunfire

The two-hour bombardment was not over yet, and rocket launchers followed one after another.

Prosen's Eleventh Army had just added a large number of new recruits. The sudden fierce firepower stunned half of the new recruits. Some of them collapsed, holding their heads and shouting, and were finally slapped by the old sergeant in charge. Silence fell.

As for the other half of the recruits, they had already died in the gunfire.

Such intensive artillery fire killed many veterans, let alone new recruits.

After the artillery fire finally ended, the sergeants began to pull up the recruits who were huddled on the ground one by one: "Get into position quickly, you pigs! Think about the training you have received! The Anters are coming up!"

As soon as the new recruits were coaxed and threatened into the position, the Ants came up.

At least thirty T34 tanks were pressing towards the city with three lines of skirmishers - there were actually KV1 tanks mixed in among the T34s, but the Prossens did not recognize them.

Sergeant Hu Le is responsible for leading an anti-tank grenade team. Their weapon is the empire's latest anti-tank weapon: magnetic grenade.

But because this thing is too difficult to use, the soldiers call it a stick, meaning that using this thing to fight tanks has the same effect as using a stick to fight tanks.

There is even a joke: The mallet can at least scratch the paint of the Ant tank, but the magnetic grenade cannot even do this, because it cannot run fast with such a heavy thing and cannot enter the tank's blind spot.

Sergeant Hook placed two anti-tank mallets next to his position and also took out several captured Ant incendiaries.

He looked at the only recruit in the group and said: "I taught you how to use incendiary bombs, right? Don't be afraid, this thing is very simple to use. The biggest feature of Ant's stuff is that it is easy to use! Just pull the string, and then Throw it on the radiator cover of the tank to force the tanker to jump out of the vehicle!"

The recruit asked doubtfully: "Then why don't we use this simple and reliable thing? Do we have to use this heavy and deadly mallet?"

Sergeant Hook: "Recruit, remember, don't say this nonsense in the future, especially don't say it in front of the military police. Our weapons are sophisticated and effective. As long as they are used strictly in accordance with the combat manual written by people who have never been on the battlefield, they will definitely be able to It works!”

The recruit looked confused: "I don't quite understand whether you are praising or talking about..."

"I'm complimenting you," Sergeant Hook said firmly.

Others in the group echoed: "Yes, that's a compliment."

"Our anti-tank mallet is so useful! The new anti-magnetic coating on our tanks is also so cool!"

The recruits looked back and forth at the seniors.

At this time, his attention was suddenly attracted by other things.

Amidst the roar of the engine, someone could faintly be heard singing.

No, it was the Ant skirmishers following the tanks who were singing in unison.

The recruit asked, "What are they singing?"

"I don't know," Sergeant Hook shook his head. "I've never seen the Ants singing during a charge. This is the first time."

The recruit asked again: "Why do all the Ant infantry wear shawls? Just like their cavalry!"

Sergeant Hook said with a livid face: "That's their Guards."

"What do you mean by the Tsar's Guards?" the recruit continued to ask, as if he wanted to break the casserole and ask the question.

Another veteran explained: "This is an honorary title. Those troops who perform outstandingly in battle will receive the title of Guards and a new designation. Everyone will get the cloak you see, and they will also get better weapons. Such as semi-automatic rifles and 'weight launchers'."

Recruit: "Weighing weight launcher?"

"Yes, a silent rifle, especially suitable for night battles. You won't hear the sound of gunshots in the middle of the night. Just a gust of wind will make you fall. The bullet will shatter your chest and you won't feel any pain at all!" As he spoke, the veteran suddenly yelled, "Ouch!"

The new recruit was startled and dropped the anti-tank mallet in his hand to the ground.

As a result, he accidentally hit his foot.

Sergeant Hook: "How's it going? Take off your shoes and see what's going on. Our unit needs to run fast. If your foot is injured = you can't hit a tank!"

"I'm fine!" the recruit said.

"Take off his boots!" Sergeant Hook ordered, "People with injured feet cannot join our assault team!"

So the two veterans held the recruit's balls on the left and right, and helped him take off his boots.

Sure enough, the recruit's feet were already a little bigger and were about to burst.

Sergeant Hook: "Someone can send him to the field station. Of course, he can also become a volunteer machine gunner and manage a machine gun."

Recruit: "I can still fight!"

But the obedient veteran had already grabbed the recruit's arm with iron-like hands and led him out of the bunker.

Sergeant Hook looked at the direction the two left and sighed: "You will thank me one day, kid."

As soon as he finished speaking, the approaching Ant tanks began to fire. It was most likely a threatening shot. If they were eager to move their position in response to this kind of shooting, they would play into the hands of the Ant people.

"Calm down!" Although there are no more recruits in the group, Sergeant Hook is still constantly boosting morale and reminding everyone to calm down.

At this time, the approaching Ant tank continued to fire, using its main gun to send what looked like a bunker into the sky.

However, the Ants tried several times but failed to find the real bunker.

At this time, the Ant skirmisher line passed the 300-meter target, and Proson's machine gun shooting began immediately.

When the new machine gun fires, it sounds like tearing a canvas, and the intensive firepower makes even the most senior Guardsmen in Ant feel a little afraid.

So Ant's skirmisher line behind the tank immediately fell down.

Then the tanks opened fire.

The machine gun fire point closest to Hooker and the others immediately misfired.

Hook frowned and cursed: "The enemy tanks are finding our machine gun fire points much faster than before! It used to take them at least five minutes to find where the fire points are!"

Another tank opened fire, and the hit bunker was suddenly enveloped in white smoke. Hook thought it was a smoke bomb, thinking that our tactics had been learned by the Ants, but the next moment he saw the bunker door opening, and the people inside ran out covered in smoke.

These people were rolling on the ground, but no matter how they rolled, their bodies were still smoking, as if their bodies were being evaporated.

The screams could be clearly heard even from such a distance.

Hook cursed: "Another new weapon! Why do the Anters always come up with new weapons!"

Actually no, the white phosphorus bombs of the United States have been developed for some time, but they were only recently delivered to Ant for use.

More and more white smoke rises from the position. Every time there is white smoke, someone must rush out of the white smoke screaming and rolling on the ground. However, the white smoke still sizzles and devours their bodies.

This horrific scene made Sergeant Hook shudder.

He murmured in a low voice: "God, what on earth did the Ant people use!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tank sprayed out a long stream of flames from the firing port into the bunker. Then the bunker door opened, and the machine gunner, who was on fire, rolled desperately on the ground.

Sergeant Hook's face was ashen: "It seems that this time, the Ant people are determined to win. Something bad has happened, really something bad has happened!"

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At 1300 noon on the 13th, the Abawahan Front Army Headquarters.

Pavlov threw a report on the table in front of Wang Zhong: "We have captured the outer positions of Plinka and are advancing into the city. In accordance with the general's intention, we did not block the enemy's escape route. You can escape from the west of the city at any time."

Wang Zhong picked up the report, glanced at it, scrawled a signature on it, and threw the writing board with the report back to Pavlov.

Pavlov changed his hand again and threw the writing board to the staff officer waiting behind him.

Wang Zhong continued to talk about the topic just now and said: "We don't know if the defender has the courage to escape. Maybe he thinks it would be good to be a defeated general here. With the current supply situation of Prosen, when it comes to our The food in the prisoner of war camp may be better than that in the Prosen army. "

Popov: "Don't you know? During our nearly week-long rush, the soldiers captured a lot of Proson's supplies, and some of Proson's supply convoys were even caught off guard and surrendered directly.

"Currently, our military officers and soldiers evaluate the military food supplied by Proson as pig food, and the coffee shipped with the supplies has been nicknamed 'mud'."

Wang Zhong smiled: "They deserve it!"

As the words fell, everyone in the room smiled.

After that, two hours later, one of the communications staff came over and shouted: "Report! Our army has occupied Plinka!"

Wang Zhong clenched his fist: "Very good! Come on, guys, this is a good start. Let's continue to wipe out the 11th Group Army!"

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Shiprin received the report almost at the same time as Rokossov.

He frowned and asked the communications section chief: "Is the news true? Who reported this?"

Communications Section Chief: "The commander of the armored division who was preparing to carry out counterattack felt something was wrong after hearing the information on the radio, and intercepted the fleeing soldiers to ask questions, and then the final determination was made."

Shiplin frowned and remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "We have been building fortifications for a long time in Plinka. Before we were completely defeated, the mobile troops stationed in the rear started building fortifications."

He stopped and walked back and forth in the room several times before continuing:

"The fortified city was captured in less than a day. It seems that we need to re-evaluate the strength of the Abavahan Front under Rokossov."

Chief of Staff: "Before it was taken, the commander of the 20th Infantry Corps had a phone call with the defenders of Plinka. At that time, the commander believed that Plinka could hold on for at least 48 hours. It seems that the enemy is coming faster than we thought. "Hurry up."

Shipling nodded: "After this attack, Rokossov is no longer a general who is only good at defense. We are his touchstone."