Arc of Gunfire

Wang Zhong: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment."

Then he put the receiver on his shoulder and looked at Pavlov: "What did you just say?"

"Last night, a brigade of new medium tanks was delivered, 42 in total. The tank crews also came, but there are no logistics troops, not a tank trailer maintenance vehicle or anything like that." Pavlov replied.

Wang Zhong: "Can we match them?"

Pavlov shrugged: "Of course, many tank brigades have been exhausted, but the maintenance battalions are still there. They are all in the area we occupy behind the enemy's defense line. The brigades equipped with new tanks enter the enemy's rear from the breach, all the way You can encounter maintenance teams wherever you go.”

Wang Zhong complained in his heart, Pavlov, you thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually told jokes about hell. It is enough for Vasily in the headquarters to do this alone.

Pavlov stared at Wang Zhong for a few seconds and asked, "Do I need to pick up the feces?"

Damn it, are you also a person with super powers? The superpower is to see what the coach is thinking, right?

Pavlov sighed: "I just know your way of thinking better, Alexey Konstantinovich Davalich."

When the Ant people say their name and patronymic together, they show respect and solemnity.

Wang Zhong: "I know."

Olga: "You know what? Do you like the reinforcements I sent you?"

Although Wang Zhong held the microphone between his shoulder and neck, Olga apparently still heard part of the conversation.

Wang Zhong put the receiver to his ear again: "Of course, I like your Majesty so much. These troops may be the last straw to crush the enemy. Of course, it is also possible that the reliability of the new tanks is too low, and most of them cannot go to the front line."

"This is the case with Proson's new medium tanks that we encountered. Most of the new tanks are in repair factories."

Vasily added: "Some of them are in their own minefields."

Wang Zhong: "Some of them are still in their own mine formations."

Olga laughed.

Wang Zhong: "Your Majesty, I have a lot of things to do here, so..."

"Okay, I know. I'm just going to call you to tell you the good news! Then keep going and wait for the news of your victory!" Olga's voice sounded a little lonely, "Then I'll hang up."

Wang Zhong: "Well, see you later, Your Majesty."

"When can you call me sister?"

Wang Zhong: "Even when you didn't succeed to the throne, I never called you sister."

"Okay. Bye~" Olga hung up the phone.

Wang Zhong handed the receiver back to Pavlov and asked: "Where is my new tank?"

Pavlov's eyes widened: "You want to rush forward personally again? No, no, I don't agree this time. I have seen the specifications of the new tank. This time there are weaknesses on the sides and back. I will not allow you to go to the front line in person. !”

After all, the new tank is a 30-ton medium tank. It cannot have good all-round defense like the Rokosov I. It is still very afraid of anti-tank guns like the PAK40 on the sides and back.

Wang Zhong waved his hands to appease him: "Relax, I don't want to rush forward by myself, I just want to see the new tank."

"Just looking?" Pavlov asked suspiciously.

"Just take a look." Wang Zhong nodded.

At this time, the communications staff came in and reported: "General, I received a secret message from the cavalry unit. Marshal Prosengoron escaped, but a middle-aged soldier disguised as Marshal Goron was caught. He may be his adjutant."

As someone who has watched "Let the Bullets Fly", Wang Zhong immediately realized what to do at this time: "Okay! We have captured Marshal Gron! Immediately electrify the entire army, and at the same time let the psychological warfare troops continue to use clear codes on the public channel Broadcast, full transmitter power!”

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At 0830 hours on July 5, the new headquarters of Army Group Plossen South.

Marshal Gron entered the headquarters, which was still very sparsely furnished. He took off his hat and held it in his hand. He waited for a few seconds and no one came to pick him up.

He turned around in confusion, and when he didn't see the loyal old orderly, he asked, "Where is Hans?"

"I don't know, maybe I didn't run out." The military police officer who followed the marshal replied, "Actually, we are one of the few headquarters personnel who escaped from the chaos."

Marshal Gron was speechless and could only hang his hat on the coat rack by the door. Then he looked at the few staff officers in the room: "How can such a small number of staff officers maintain the operation of the entire army group! What is the army headquarters closest to us?"

"The Second Army Headquarters is only 30 kilometers away from us. Let them move here?"

"No, there are few of us, let's move over." Marshal Gron looked at the simple headquarters again and sighed.

At this time, the commander of the communications battalion came in and saluted the marshal: "Report, marshal, you have to come and listen to this."

The marshal asked doubtfully: "What?"

"The Anters are broadcasting on all bands, saying they've got you!"

The marshal said angrily: "Am I not here?"

But it dawned on him immediately.

"This damn Rokossov! So cunning! He plans to use my scepter and military uniform to lie about catching me! Use all our radios immediately and shout to them!"

The commander of the communications battalion looked helpless: "Most of our communications equipment has not had time to be transported to the new headquarters. With our current equipment, reception is okay, but shouting... is too reluctant."

Marshal: "What about the phone? Is the telephone line ready? I'm going to call the headquarters of each army group! Then let them shout to stabilize the morale of the army! No, the glorious Proshen soldiers will not be deceived by such tricks."

Military police colonel: "But Rokosov has already captured a marshal."

Marshal Goron pursed his lips, as if he was unwilling to admit that Rokosov's move could indeed shake his troops.

After holding it in for a long time, he sighed: "Give me the phone, I will personally order all army headquarters to start broadcasting the news that I am still alive and still commanding the army group."

Suddenly, he stopped and glanced at the new headquarters.

"Where is my chief of staff?"

The military police colonel shook his head.

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In the wilderness, the tactical number 4041 sdkfz half-track vehicle burned quietly, and the Proshen soldiers who retreated from the army group headquarters walked past it in twos and threes.

There are several more wreckages within sight, all of which were caught up and destroyed by Ant's cavalry in the chaos last night.

No one would take a second look at it, let alone take the time to put out the fire and search for the relics on it - the Proson people dared not stay, fearing the Ant cavalry, and the Ant people were now fighting deep behind enemy lines and had no time to care about it.

So no one knew that this half-track vehicle was carrying the second-in-command of the Proson Southern Army Group, the Army Group Chief of Staff.

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The headquarters of the 335th Infantry Division of Proson.

Major General Hausen, the division commander, hurriedly asked the radio operator: "What's the situation?"

"Both sides are broadcasting. The Ant people said that the marshal was captured, and the army headquarters said that the marshal is still commanding the troops." The radio operator reported truthfully.

Major General Hausen put his elbow on the radio and looked at the division chief of staff: "What do you think?"

"If the marshal is fine, why doesn't he come out and speak in person?" The division chief of staff replied.

Major General Hausen touched his lips.

The chief of staff continued: "We have suffered heavy losses. Ant's armored forces have riddled our positions. The morale of the troops is low. If anyone hears the news of the marshal's capture on the radio, the consequences will be disastrous."

Major General Hausen: "We have held on for so long. Now that we have given up our positions, all the comrades who died before have died in vain! No, we cannot give up our positions. Send someone to notify all units immediately. Don't be misled by the enemy's propaganda."

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Headquarters of the Khasalia Front, 12:30 on July 5.

Pavlov: "The progress of the various units this morning seems to confirm the intelligence we obtained yesterday. The enemy does not have many tanks anymore.

"I think our tank units can also take the opportunity to stop. They have been fighting the enemy for so many days and need to rest. The tanks also need maintenance.

"The good news is that the roads built by the Prosens are very useful, and the supply situation of each unit is better than we expected."

Wang Zhong: "If we stop to rest, does it mean that when we start the attack again, we can use the new tanks that have just arrived?"

"Yes. If we resume the attack on July 8, the new tanks will become the new spearhead."

Popov asked worriedly: "The Prosens have better maintenance capabilities than us. Will this allow them to repair some tanks again?"

Wang Zhong: "This time we controlled most of the battlefields where tanks fought. The enemy only had maintenance capabilities but could not tow away the tanks that were broken on the battlefield.

"However, the enemy's battalion equipped with new tanks may restore some tanks. After all, these tanks broke down before they could go to the battlefield."

Pavlov: "The First Guards Heavy Tank Brigade and several medium tank brigades that cooperated with them reported that the enemy's Type 5 tanks have good performance and have a crushing advantage over our T34W tanks. The troops equipped with T34W may suffer a great loss when they encounter them. Even if they only have ten tanks, we cannot take it lightly. ”

Wang Zhong: “During the rest period, send out as many aerial reconnaissance missions as possible to determine where these new tanks are.”

“It’s too difficult to distinguish new tanks from the air. We didn’t find any such tanks being transported to the front line before.” Pavlov shook his head, “It’s better to hope that the cavalry troops can raid a few more repair shops, maybe we can find some intelligence.”

Wang Zhong: “I can do the reconnaissance myself!”

“You can only monitor one line, right?”

Wang Zhong had to admit that Pavlov was right. His surveillance range was indeed a bit too small compared to the current overly vast battlefield.

He changed his mind: “Then let’s not look for the enemy’s new tanks. How about we stay in places where the enemy will definitely use new tanks to capture?”

As he said this, he came to the map, picked up the map stick, stared at the map for a few seconds, and could only shake his head: “A large plain, no rush.”

Pavlov shrugged: “Yes.”

Wang Zhong: “Then let’s deploy our new tanks here as the general reserve. ”

The tip of the map stick poked the map.

Pavlov: “Yes, this way we can quickly rush to support the enemy wherever they come from - provided that the mobility of the new tanks is really that strong. ”

“We have to try it to know.” Wang Zhong replied, “Then deploy the new tanks here!”