Arc of Gunfire

On January 25, Wang Zhong came to the White Sea in person, despite the objections of Pavlov and Popov.

It was already sunset that day when he arrived, and the setting sun turned the white sea into blood red.

Wang Zhong stood on the shore and suddenly wanted to sing that old song: The sun in the west is about to set, and the devil's doom is coming.

Prosen Japs are also Japs, so there is nothing wrong with singing this song.

Watching the sun gradually sinking, Lyudmila came to him and put her coat on him: "It's windy at the seaside, don't catch a cold."

Wang Zhong nodded, put on his coat, and looked into the distance again: "Roniezh is in that direction! The battleship that fired a 380mm heavy cannon at me had been sunk by the Royal Air Force of the United Kingdom with a tallboy bomb.

"There were so many enemy generals attacking our country at that time, and I have captured a dozen of them."

Lyudmila leaned on Wang Zhong's shoulder: "How long until we can go home?"

Wang Zhong was silent for a few seconds and said, "It's coming soon, Liu Da, it's coming soon."

His thoughts took off along the sea breeze and flew back to Agsukov, which was hundreds of kilometers away.

He saw that in the manor of the Rokosov family, old Duke Rokosov was drinking vodka and chatting with Crown Prince Ivan.

Suddenly, the two of them looked at Wang Zhong Rokosov standing at the door.

They seemed to be talking about something, but Wang Zhong couldn't hear clearly.

Suddenly, Wang Zhong was freed from his thoughts and found that Lyudmila was calling him softly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Lyudmila: "I see that you are in a trance, and your expression... is very sad. You are the commander-in-chief of the entire army, the star of victory. I know you can also be sad, but you can't show it in front of others."

Wang Zhong nodded: "You are right."

Just like a virtual idol can only smile, Victory Star's expression will always be as hard and cold as steel.

Lyudmila hugged Wang Zhong tenderly: "You can stay here and keep your expression clean. No one can see it except me. You can even cry loudly."

Wang Zhong: "No, it's not that serious. I just suddenly remembered the past. I don't know if it's the past, because I really don't remember whether Ivan and his father had a drink and had a good talk. There should be, maybe they are real. Happy New Year."

If you think about it carefully, Wang Zhong, as a time traveler, lost Ivan and his old father in this time and space forever before he had time to understand them deeply.

But Lyudmila is still with me.

Lyudmila, the love of my life.

The only tenderness left in this cold and cruel war.

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Zhong distanced himself and his expression completely returned to that of the "victory star".

Lyudmila stared at him for a few seconds, smiled and looked at the sunset: "The sun in the west is about to set."

The devil's doom is coming.

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January 26, outside the Second Ring Road in Bolsk.

Private Alexei looked at Bolsk and said to the old platoon leader who had been taking care of him: "This city doesn't look very big, but we actually attacked it for so many days!"

The old platoon leader: "Don't look at the many permanent fortifications around here. They were all built by Duke Myshkin when he was defending this place. In order to prevent the enemy from outflanking, they not only built fortifications on the front, but also on the back. Now only It hurts us.

"But he didn't repair these fortifications back then and couldn't defend them. Poor Lord Duke, I hope he gets better soon."

The old platoon leader is good at everything but talkative, but it seems that all veterans are like this. It is said that with these chattering veterans around, the morale of the troops will increase a lot out of thin air.

At this time, the bombardment suddenly stopped, and the last wave of bombardment sent a column of smoke in front of the enemy's lines.

Alexey belonged to the second echelon. They stayed on the high ground and could clearly see the location of the smoke.

So the private asked the old platoon leader in confusion: "Why are the smoke hitting the enemy position so far away? What should we do with the remaining few hundred meters?"

The old platoon leader laughed: "You don't know this, do you? Our regiment has been strengthened with a good thing this time. It's called Urban, but everyone likes to call it Rokosov's Hammer. This smoke, It was to cover that thing, not to cover the infantry!”

Alexey: "No matter how powerful this thing is, can it destroy the enemy's position in one fell swoop? The remaining five hundred meters will be shot into a sieve by the enemy's machine gun!"

The old platoon leader laughed loudly: "You only added it in January this year, you are ignorant!"

Others also turned around and laughed at Alexei: "Don't worry, the enemy will be on the ground for at least 30 seconds after being hit by that guy! As soon as we charged, Ula shouted, they were so frightened that they ran away!" "

Alexei frowned: "I think you are making fun of me. The sergeant major of the training camp before I came here said, don't look down on the Prosins, they are all outstanding warriors!"

"The sergeant major is right," the old platoon leader said, "but when it comes to Rokosov's hammer, everyone will be confused. Unfortunately, there are too few of these things, and they can only be used for attacking fortresses. The reloading is slow, and the It needs someone to guard it... Hey, sometimes it's not as useful as the B4 that shoots flatly!"

Alexei frowned, and at this time one of the people who had just teased him pointed into the distance: "Look! That thing is shooting out smoke!"

Alexey hurriedly looked over, but at this distance he could only see a square without a telescope, just like a frozen cube.

The enemy's machine guns and anti-tank guns were firing wildly, but they were all bounced away from the front of the "Big Leba".

The hardness is quite consistent with its shape.

Then the thing stopped and adjusted the direction of the vehicle body, as if aiming.

"It's coming, it's coming!" The people around were shouting loudly.

Alexei was about to speak when an extremely bright star rose from the ground and fell towards the city in an arc.

The star drilled into the three-story building that the enemy used as a defensive fulcrum.

Nothing happened in the first second, and then the light that burst out from the building suddenly engulfed the building, and the roof with the Proson flag rose into the sky with a lot of dust, becoming part of the mushroom cloud.

Alexei couldn't help shouting: "Fuck!"

The explosion came a little late, and there was also a shock wave, and Alexei was almost thrown to the ground.

Alexei: "What is this? Is it the legendary Heavenly Sword?"

"No, it's just a lot of TNT explosives, kid." The old platoon leader said, "But it can send the Proson people to the sky and scare them to death!"

"I tell you, this thing can blow the Proson people's tanks to the second floor! You really should see the photos. The propaganda officer of the church was stunned and suspected that we took the initiative to move the tanks up. How could we have time to move that? It's more than 20 tons!"

Alexei ignored his comrades who were talking, but stared at the first wave of attackers who forced a distance of 500 meters and rushed into the enemy's position.

The old platoon leader: "See! But I feel that the Prosen people will get used to Rokosov's hammer sooner or later, but now they are still in a state of confusion after being bombarded once."

At this time, an order came along the front line: "Pass it back, start moving forward! Prepare to enter the city!"

The old platoon leader immediately opened his voice and shouted to the other side: "Pass it back, start moving forward, prepare to enter the city!"

As soon as the voice fell, the tanks everyone was riding started, and thick smoke spewed out from the exhaust pipes on the side, while hot air blew on everyone's cheeks through the radiator.

Alexei was overjoyed: "It's finally warm! I'm almost frozen into an ice stick without the tank!"

Old platoon leader: "Stretch your muscles, new recruit! If you are still alive tomorrow, you will be a veteran who can lead new recruits!"

Alexei was stunned: "Ah? Ah?"

"Don't scare him, this is not the time in Abavahan!"

Alexei: "What do you mean?"

Old platoon leader: "It means literally. In Abavahan, if you can survive in the city for three days, you will be promoted to platoon leader."

Alexei: "Huh?"

Old platoon leader: "Of course we didn't experience the battle of Abavahan. We all joined in the counterattack stage. But who knows if the city in front of us will become the second Abavahan?"

Alexei: "Don't scare me!"

Everyone sitting behind the tank laughed, and the air was full of joy.

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January 30, Plossen Heart, Eagle's Nest.

Reinhard covered his face. He had never been so depressed since the war began.

On the map in front of him, Borsk had changed color. The group representing the 11th Army had retreated to the line from Primorsky Fortress to Leshenko, where it joined the remaining troops of Army Group B.

Marshal Brian looked at the others, sighed silently, and took the initiative to say: "General Shiplin claimed that he would defend Primorsky Fortress to the death."

Emperor: "What's the use? Long before Borsk was captured, Rokosov blocked the land passage and actually surrounded the remaining troops of Army Group A.

"And our proud White Sea Fleet actually lost a heavy cruiser, two light cruisers and 11 destroyers in ten days! And 31 merchant ships!"

Admiral Duncan glanced at Grand Duke Meyer and said: "The Air Force has not provided us with enough air support! The enemy's bombers come and go freely!"

Grand Duke Meyer: "The Air Force has dispatched more than a thousand fighters in the past ten days! We are entangled by the Ante Air Force! The enemy... The enemy has also begun to have ace pilots! They are no longer the weak team that we can kill like birds! What's more, they have the help of the ace pilots of the United States! "

Grand Duke Meyer stopped, wiped his sweat and continued: "And that damn witch, during the air battle in the United Kingdom, the witch made us suffer enough! Now she is fighting over Ant!"

"Enough!" The emperor scolded, "Enough! Now send the death squad to pick up all the senior generals of Army Group A."

Marshal Celtic: "All? In this way, the remaining 200,000 people in the army group will fall into a state of disarray..."

Emperor: "We can't let Ant capture our senior generals, you idiot! Pick them all up! It's best to pick up all the officers above the division level! You go and do this! I want to be alone, get out! "

Everyone looked at each other, then turned around and left the room one by one.

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Late at night on January 31, General Steiermark was drinking alone in the headquarters. The door suddenly opened and several Asgard Knights officers in black leather jackets entered the room.

The general looked up and saw them, sneering: "Why, come to show respect to me?"

"No, His Majesty the Emperor requires that all officers above the division level be evacuated by plane. The night flight is for this purpose."

The general picked up the glass: "I'm not going anywhere."

The officer leading the Knights looked at his two men, so they rushed up, took the general's gun directly, and held him up.

"What are you doing? I am a general of the Empire! How dare you! Let me go! I will live and die with my troops! How dare you, let me go!"

The general was carried away like this, and the Knights' officers who were left behind also took away the general's coat.

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Plossen's heart, Eagle's Nest.

The generals gathered in front of the war room again after a day. Marshal Celtic asked Giles who was guarding the door: "How is His Majesty?"

Giles looked worried: "He ate, but he didn't sleep. If it doesn't work, I can only ask His Majesty's sister to come out. The words of the emperor's sister always work-"

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Plossen opened the door and came out.

The whole audience was silent.

The emperor looked at Marshal Celtic: "Start the mobilization order and start the national mobilization."

The generals present were stunned, because they had repeatedly persuaded the emperor to mobilize before, but they were all rejected.

Emperor: "What are you doing? Losing a million troops at once, even I know that we have to mobilize."

The emperor sighed: "If we mobilize now, we may be able to get a truce. At worst, we can give Melania to the Ants."

Everyone looked at each other, and the Celtic Marshal answered first: "I will prepare for mobilization and leave first."

Brian: "I will go too!"

Everyone ran away as if they were escaping, leaving only Giles.

The emperor's best friend said softly: "Take a good rest, Angeloni (the emperor's sister) will be worried."

"Yes." The emperor replied.