Arc of Gunfire
Chapter 610 Old Friends Toast
The front of Oriel, the position of the Salia Front.
Lieutenant General Eugene got out of the Willys Jeep and strode towards the bunker under construction.
The colonel who had been waiting at the entrance of the bunker came forward: "Lieutenant General, the bunker is already..."
Lieutenant General Eugene raised his right hand to stop the colonel: "I can see for myself. Although I am a miner, my main job is to dig holes, but I also know a little bit about concrete. After all, concrete needs to be used from time to time to reinforce things below the well so that it will not expand to both sides. ’s mine.”
As he spoke, he walked past the colonel and patted the colonel on the shoulder.
The lieutenant general walked to the bunker, observed it carefully for a few seconds, and waved: "The mound of soil on the front is higher, and there is a thick enough soil layer in front of the concrete, and the defense will be greatly improved."
"Yes, Lieutenant General." After the colonel said that, he immediately turned around and gestured to his entourage, "I heard the Lieutenant General's order, move!"
Lieutenant General Eugene circled the bunker and nodded: "Very good. The construction techniques are very skilled. The person in charge has done relevant work before the war broke out?"
"Report Lieutenant General, I was the construction captain before the war broke out." the colonel replied.
Eugene: "Oh? Then how did you become a colonel?"
"Crash course. After completing it, I became a major. As a result, in General Gorky's offensive last year, all the officers with higher ranks than me were killed, so I became a colonel."
Eugene patted the colonel on the shoulder again: "I'm worse than you. I didn't even go to the crash course. I just went to night school during the break to cram in a lot of basic knowledge. Now I'm a lieutenant general."
Colonel: "You are different. You have experienced so many fierce battles. You followed that Rokosov all the way from Orachi."
Lieutenant General Eugene: "Don't say these words in an envious tone. I didn't know what I would face at the time. I just joined the army out of passion and obtained the rank of lieutenant colonel by virtue of my position in the mine. But I was still proud of myself. I wore a military uniform and showed it to my wife when I went home, proudly showing off my lieutenant colonel’s epaulettes.”
Eugene stopped and looked into the distance - not so much looking at the distance, but more like looking at himself in the distant past.
Eugene: “None of us were prepared for this brutal war, and everyone felt that we would soon drive the Plosans out of their homes and rush onto their lands.
“Everyone thought it would be an easy war, even the parish priests.
"Now, of my good friends who joined the army together, I am the only one who is still alive. My wife successfully retreated to the rear, but many neighbors were unable to retreat in time and stayed in enemy-occupied areas. I don't know what is happening to them now."
Colonel: "We will fight back this year, everyone says so."
Eugene: "I hope so. In fact, my hometown is very close. Walking a hundred kilometers in this direction is the coal mine where I served as the mine director. I also served as the mine director in the iron mine next door. Two mines I know them all, and going to the mine is like walking in your own garden.”
The lieutenant general pointed in the direction where the enemy was entrenched.
Colonel: "Then maybe you can go home before this battle is over."
Eugene smiled: "I hope so."
Then he changed the topic and pointed to the communication trench next to the bunker and said: "The communication trench is not deep enough. We need to dig 15 more centimeters."
Colonel: "We dug according to the latest fortification construction manual."
Eugene said firmly: "Dig an extra 15 centimeters. You will thank me after the fight."
The colonel nodded: "Okay, we'll start right away."
When the colonel gave the order, Lieutenant General Eugene walked to the highest point next to the trench, put his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.
The gold star medal on his chest was shining against the rising sun.
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Headquarters of the 1st Khazalia Front.
"Report!"
Pavlov turned to look at the person who made the sound: "Oh, you guys are here. I haven't matched your names with your faces yet. After all, the new data card does not have photos. Please introduce yourselves."
"Yes." The leading major general replied loudly, "I'll start first. I am the second division commander of the 1st Red Banner Mechanized Infantry Division of the Guards, Nikolai Petrovich Kamanin."
"Well, he looks much more reliable than Yegorov. I was once his chief of staff, you know?" Pavlov said, "Later, I became the chief of staff at the general's headquarters because my performance was not bad. He has been promoted with the general, but Yegorov is still on the front line..."
Popov: "Actually, he was injured and went to the back to recuperate for half a year, otherwise he might not have been promoted slower than you."
Pavlov: "That's right. As long as I can survive this damn war, I will be promoted very quickly... I would rather not be promoted so quickly."
Being promoted quickly means high casualties among senior officers, which is actually not a good thing.
Pavlov pointed to the second major general and said, "What about you?"
"Yes, I am Vasily Alexandrovich Levanevsky, the new commander of the 8th Guards Mechanized Infantry Division."
After the 225th Division completed its defense mission in Abavahan, it received the title of Guards when it withdrew and was reorganized into the 8th Guards Mechanized Infantry Division.
Pavlov: "Where did Venus come from?"
"I got it from blocking Ploson in Dialivankov. I destroyed six Ploson tanks by myself." Major General Levanevsky said with his head held high and in a very proud tone.
"Very good." Popov clapped his hands, "We need anti-tank experts."
Levanevsky looked at Popov: "Bishop Davarich, my subordinates asked me to ask you why our division does not have a title? You see, they are all mechanized infantry divisions, all Rokoso My husband’s direct unit, the Imperial Guards IJI, is called ‘Red Flag’, we should have one too, right?”
Popov: "The former commander of your division, Major General Eugene, was very good at soil work. How about your nickname is Marmot?"
Levanev looked troubled.
Pavlov: "Don't think it's an insult to be good at building fortifications. This skill is very important!
"Lieutenant General Eugene has gone to command the 63rd Infantry Group. He is currently busy building fortifications. When the enemy begins to attack, his troops will bear the brunt. I believe he will make the Proscenians suffer severely.
"If he knew you were frowning because of your title, he would come over and knock your head in! I think the groundhog is pretty good."
But Popov changed his mind: "We should also take care of the emotions of the soldiers. Let's do this. Comrade Vasily Alexandrovich, you go back and hold a soldiers' meeting to discuss what name you want and vote for one that everyone accepts." , ask your military bishop to submit it."
"yes."
At this time, the third major general said: "Then should our division also have a handsome name?"
Pavlov: "Although we already know who you are by elimination, please introduce yourself."
"Yes! Commander of the 1st Melania Division of the Melania People's Army Guards, Janemey Vishilowitzki."
Pavlov: "I'm sorry about your ex."
In the brutal battle of Abavahan, the commander of Melania’s first division failed to survive.
Vishilowitzki: "He, along with countless compatriots, rested in a foreign land. Since Melania's fall, countless compatriots have slept in a foreign country, but as long as the motherland can be restored, they will not regret it. , General.”
Pavlov nodded.
Popov: "Melania's troops have proven themselves. Rokossov said personally that Melania's troops have become one of the most reliable troops."
"Thank you very much!" Janemey Vishilewitsky held her head high and her face was full of pride.
Pavlov: "We all know the three of you. Where is Yegorov? He, the commander of the army group, sent you three here, where did he go?"
"I'm coming right now!" A bell-like voice came from the door, and Yegorov walked in with square steps, carrying a basket of steamed buns in his hand, "I have been waiting for you since the last time the teacher invited me to have a meal with my head. I was thinking about Chef Siris’ skills! So I went to the kitchen first, but the cook followed the master to Ye Bao! Only the cook’s apprentice was busy in the kitchen!”
As he spoke, Yegorov stuffed another bun into his mouth: "Fortunately, the craftsmanship is pretty good and it's quite delicious."
"Humph." Pavlov stood up, walked to Yegorov, and stretched out his hand, "Long time no see."
"Long time no see." Yegorov held Pavlov's hand, "Don't be complacent, I will become a general immediately, and I will become a general after this battle! You are a staff officer, and it is difficult for a staff officer to be promoted to a general. I don't Likewise, when the war is over, I might still be able to become a marshal!"
Popov also came over: "You are starting to think about getting promoted, which means you have been freed from the grief and anger of losing your wife."
Yegorov's expression froze, but he immediately relaxed: "You can't always live in the past, and I killed so many Prosen Japs, which can be regarded as revenge for the two of them. The rest is to break into the Prussian Japs." We've gone to Roxonia. Don't rush into this matter. The teacher has already said that if you take your time, you will eventually get in. I listen to the teacher!"
Popov came up and patted Egorov on the shoulder: "Okay, that's good! But you have to be nice to the doctor."
"Don't worry." Yegorov's expression softened visibly. "When the war is over, I will have a lot of time to be good to her."
Pavlov seemed to empathize: "When the war is over, I have to treat them well. Fortunately for me, I have been on the staff. Those of you who have been on the front line will probably have to spend time adapting to a peaceful life."
Popov: "You'll have plenty of time to adapt then, don't worry! Come on, it's rare for us to get together when we're not at war, orderly! Bring us the wine!"
Soon the orderly came over with wine and complained about Popov: "Is it really okay for the military bishop to take the lead in drinking? The soldiers will follow suit!"
Popov: "Do you think they won't drink if I don't drink? The biggest headache for the military priests below is secretly drinking! Never mind it, come on, cheers!"
Yegorov raised his glass high: "You don't even want to say a toast? I'm here to defeat the Prosen Japs as soon as possible! Cheers!"
"Cheers to victory!" Pavlov added.
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