Arc of Gunfire

At this time, Wang Zhong's troops were marching towards the Rokosov family's manor according to the road pointed by Lyudmila.

Wang Zhong originally wanted to ride in Tank No. 422, but Busivaras pulled his hair too hard, so he had no choice but to put a harness on Busivaras and get on the horse. The tank could only sit behind the horse. Follow.

The crown prince also rode a big bay-red horse, following Wang Zhong in a majestic manner.

The strange thing is that passers-by on the road will not even take off their hats to greet the crown prince, as if he is not the first heir to the tsar at all.

The streets of Agsukov are much more peaceful than Wang Zhong imagined.

Before, when Wang Zhong entered the city with his troops, there was a feeling of desolation. The residents had little life atmosphere, but Agsukov was full of life atmosphere. There were a large number of pedestrians wearing daily clothes on the streets.

This made Wang Zhong very surprised. The behavior of the dandies at the train station was already similar to that of wealthy families at the end of the dynasty, but unexpectedly there was no "frozen bones on the road" atmosphere?

Before coming out, Wang Zhong thought he would see beggars on the street, poor people selling their children, and bread worth 500,000 rubles each in the bakery.

But is there something wrong with these clean and tidy streets and the rosy-cheeked, well-dressed civilians?

Wang Zhong was thinking while riding his horse, and then saw a long queue in front of him from a distance.

The troops were marching towards the source of the long queue, and Wang Zhong eagerly looked forward to seeing what was happening at the end of the long queue.

Soon, he saw the end—no, it should be said that the starting point of the long queue was a shop with the Holy Emblem of the Eastern Holy Church hanging on it.

Civilians carrying large and small bags kept coming out of the store.

Wang Zhong carefully looked at the things in the hands of a happy-looking aunt: sausages as thick as an adult male's thigh and 40 centimeters long, four cans of canned fish, and oatmeal, sour cream, mushrooms, and egg yolks packaged in cans. Sauce and the indispensable canned pickles.

Although they are all canned and ready-made sausages, and there is no fresh food at all, the variety looks quite rich!

At this moment, a man dressed as a priest took out a notice board and placed it at the door of the store, which immediately caused a discussion among those waiting in line.

The notice board reads: From now on, we will only provide fish on Tuesday and four times a week. I hope everyone will understand.

Someone in the queue shouted: "Why are they only serving fish?"

The priest replied: "Many farms and meat factories have been occupied, and the supply has dropped sharply. Be content, at least you still have fish from Riga and the North Sea to eat!"

The priest's words were immediately met with opposition: "Yesterday I was in the tavern and heard on the radio that we will defeat Prossen soon!"

Priest: "Yes, so it's just temporary, just think of it as eating more fish! By the way, we have enough caviar here, so you can buy it back and eat more!"

"I almost vomited after eating caviar. I don't know why noble men like to eat it so much!"

Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows.

It seems that the church store alleviated the conflict?

If you think about it, in Loktov the Church showed great mobilization capabilities.

Is it because the church ensures rich food for the common people?

Wang Zhong scratched his head, feeling that there were still many things he hadn't seen clearly and wanted to understand more, so he needed to observe more.

In any case, it is a good thing that the church has the ability to mobilize. Looking at the decay of those nobles, it is probably impossible to expect them to defeat Proson.

Wang Zhong passed the church store and saw another shop on the street selling fried meat cakes—no, fried fish cakes.

The shopping lady complained: "Why haven't you had any meat for two days?"

"The fish is delicious too." The girl who fried the pancakes said with a smile, "There will be meatloaf tomorrow!"

"Okay, okay, maybe some fish cakes. What kind of fish is it today?"

"Cod from the North Sea!"

Wang Zhong walked past the fish cake shop.

Keep going, there are several more shops like this.

Wang Zhong fell into deep thought.

At this time, the troops suddenly stopped advancing.

Wang Zhong was confused, so he kicked the horse's belly, allowing Bucephalas to quickly pass the stopped infantry and reach the front.

He saw that the road had reached the end, and an iron gate lay directly across the road, cutting the asphalt road into two parts.

The iron gate bears the family's coat of arms and Ant's slogan: "Private property, no intrusion allowed."

Egorov, who was at the front of the team, said: "According to the path Miss Melehovna pointed out, this is your manor, but... do we have to crawl over and open the door ourselves?"

Wang Zhong didn't know what was going on. There didn't seem to be an intercom on the door. How could he open the door?

At this moment, on the other side of the gate, a group of maids lined up in double columns and drove all the way along the road.

Alexey Konstantinovich Rokosov, the Iron-blooded Warrior, the God of War in Upper Pernier, the Guardian of Loktov, the Bearer of the Red Flag, the Rememberer of Soldiers’ Names, saw the Maid Corps At that time, the face that had become stern because of the war actually showed a happy smile.

But he immediately stopped this inappropriate behavior, and no one noticed.

The maids drove to the front door and lined up on both sides of the road. The leading maid unlocked the door, opened the door, locked it with a hole on the ground, then stood at the head of the maid line and bowed deeply.

Wang Zhong thought, is it my misunderstanding? Why don't these maids treat me well?

Of course, with the Crown Prince present, the etiquette of the maids must be fine, but I just felt that I was disliked by the maids.

Strange, am I not a war hero exuding male hormones now? The two girls in my army are obviously attracted to me now! Why don't the maids like me?

Do...do they think I'm still the trashy playboy I used to be?

For a moment, Wang Zhong hoped that the Ploson Army would come over quickly and show off his ruthlessness. However, thinking of the peaceful scene he had just seen along the way, this thought gave way to the hope that the pace of the war would slow down. The simple desire to go.

With a complicated expression on his face, he entered the manor on horseback.

There were about two hundred maids who came to greet them, and they directly led Wang Zhong's troops at intervals of five meters to three three-story buildings in the northwest corner of the garden.

The building is built of red bricks, and its appearance is reminiscent of the red brick building of the British Naval Academy on Earth, or the red building of Peking University.

The playground surrounded by three buildings can accommodate between three and five thousand people at the same time.

To the north of the three buildings, there is also a weapons depot and parking lot.

Yegorov marveled: "This is simply a barracks! I fought near Agsukov during the civil war and was stationed in the city. Why have I never heard of a barracks here?"

No one answered Yegorov.

Wang Zhong asked the maid standing on the roadside directly: "When was the barracks here built?"

"This is the barracks during the Civil War." the maid replied, "We cleaned it yesterday, please make arrangements to move in. Dinner will be served in the annex in two hours."

Crown Prince: "That's good. Let the troops move in and get ready for dinner. Let's go to the main building to meet your father. Don't you want to continue to command the troops? If you don't go over and tell the Duke now, you will have to work with canned pickles from now on!"

Wang Zhong had a sullen face. He didn't want to go to the warehouse, so he said to Yegorov: "The next step is up to you. I'll go meet my 'father'."

When he said this, Wang Zhong felt a bit awkward. After all, he still resisted calling other people father, but he couldn't change his name to foster father, so he had to bite the bullet.

Yegorov waved his hand: "Remember to ask for additional personnel and technical equipment for us!"

Pavlov: "And the staff!"

Wang Zhong waved his hand: "I'll try my best."

At this time, Lyudmila, who was moving with the troops, got off the car of the Arrow Company and shouted to the maid: "Vera Vladimirovna! Help me get the horse ready! Alyosha, I'll follow you go!"

Vladiminovna bowed to Lyudmila: "Hello, Miss Melekhovna. The horses will be prepared for you immediately."

The crown prince said frivolously: "Is it so troublesome? Wouldn't it be better to just sit on Alyosha's saddle?"

Lyudmila smiled slightly and did not answer.

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Twenty minutes later, the three of them rode horses together and arrived in front of the main building of the manor.

Two hounds ran out of nowhere and started barking at Wang Zhong.

No, do dogs hate you?

Wang Zhong was complaining when Buscephalas flew up from his crotch and kicked a dog out. The dog rolled around and stood up. It was obviously uninjured, but its previous arrogance was gone and it let out a sharp whine. Whining.

The other dog saw it, stopped barking, turned around and ran away.

There were several military vehicles parked in the parking lot in front of the gate, one of which had the number plate of the Front Army Headquarters. It felt like it should be the car in which Pietro got back.

When Wang Zhong passed by the gardener who was pruning the flower bed, he heard him mutter: "It's over, the little magic star is back!"

Little magic star? Why, I am the little fish in a pair of peerless prides?

Lyudmila also heard what the gardener said and smiled: "Everyone thought you were still the same guy who hates people and dogs."

Wang Zhong: "You actually don't hate me, a guy who hates people and hates dogs. I have a crush on you."

"I just said I was a naughty younger brother."

The three of them arrived at the front, and the grooms had already received the news and were waiting here. They would lead the horses to the small stables nearby, tidy up the saddles, brush the hair, etc., and in short, ensure that the horses were in the best condition.

Wang Zhong looked at Bucephalas being taken away by the groom and asked casually: "How many people are there in this manor?"

"There should be three to five hundred servants. Since the end of the civil war, all servants have been paid," Lyudmila said. "In the records of the empire, we have also changed from lords to farmers and employers."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Crown Prince exclaimed: "What a pity. When they were serfs, we could whip them at will! Let's look at whoever doesn't work hard and whip them! It's really boring now."

Wang Zhong glanced at the crown prince and thought, how quickly did you turn from a good brother to a playboy? No, it should be said that the two playboys had the same affinity, so they became good brothers.

The three of them walked towards the heavy door, but before they even touched the doorknob, the door opened from the inside. The housekeeper who looked at Beier's style bowed slightly: "Your Highness Antonov, the young master, and Miss Melekhovna. , you are back. The master and the young master are waiting in the study."

The crown prince waved his hand: "I won't go. Is there afternoon tea? I would like to have walnut jam with bread and some wine. What wine is available here?"

Old Butler: “How about I open a bottle of Chinandali’s red wine for you?”

"Okay, a winery with a name will do. Anyway, I can't tell the difference after drinking." As he said this, the Crown Prince walked to the room on the left in a familiar manner, as if he already knew the structure here well.

The Crown Prince must have been here many times.

After the crown prince and the old housekeeper left, Lyudmila looked back at Wang Zhong: "You...remember the way to the study? The 381 heavy artillery is so powerful, it actually erased all your memories."

Wang Zhong was not sure whether Lyudmila discovered it or was pretending to be stupid, it didn't matter.

He said: "Then please lead the way!"

Lyudmila happily hugged Wang Zhong's arm and pulled him forward.

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As soon as Lyudmila opened the study door, a loud shout came from inside: "Absolutely impossible! Don't I know what Alyosha is? Absolutely, absolutely impossible!"

After the girl opened the door, Wang Zhong saw Pietro wiping his sweat and saying, "But I see that his subordinates all trust him!"

"What can you see?" Standing in front of the window, the gray-haired Duke in military uniform scolded, "You are just a nerd! You have been working as a staff officer in the headquarters and you have never led a soldier for a day! You must have seen it wrong! Besides, Come on, look at those battle reports! What destroyed 600 Proson tanks, and what kind of bicycle rushed into the formation and killed Major General Proson, do you believe it?"

Pietro could only wipe away the sweat.

Old Duke: "Besides, Alyosha is an infantryman! How can an infantryman command a tank to achieve such a good result?"

Wang Zhong thought because I had played War Thunder and had plug-ins.

Of course, he really doesn't know how to operate a tank, which puts himself in danger. If possible, he still has to learn the skills of each tank battle position in the future.

At this time, Lyudmila spoke: "Uncle Constantine! I can prove that Alyosha is different!"

Prince Konstantin Alexandrovich Rokosov turned around and glanced at Lyudmila suspiciously: "Lyuda, my dear Lyuda, my sunshine and spring flowers, I really want to believe you, but You helped him lie when you were six years old!"

Does Wang Zhongxin want to go back so far? Lyudmila has grown into a big girl!

Lyudmila went over and grabbed the old Duke's hand: "But it's true! Uncle Constantine, go to the barracks and take a look, you must understand everything!"

The old Duke frowned, looked at Wang Zhong, then looked at Lyudmila, and took a deep breath: "Well, it's not like there are no examples of transformation after the war. Although I think Alyosha will definitely not transform, But you said so, so I’ll just go to the camp and have a look.”

Wang Zhong: "That..."

The old Duke glared at him: "Just say what you want to say!"

Wang Zhong: "I didn't destroy 600 tanks."

"Isn't that nonsense! It must be the work of some flatterer!"

Wang Zhong: "But I really killed the enemy's major general - now he is a general."

The old Duke glared at Wang Zhong fiercely: "You have to lie in front of me!"

Wang Zhong: "I didn't lie. It was the enemy's radio. They said that General White Horse killed Major General Randolph. In fact, the guard camp of the enemy division headquarters released smoke at that time, and I only saw the second high-explosive bomb. Hitting the wounded Major General Randolph."

The old Duke stared at Wang Zhong for a few seconds and asked, "How many meters away were you from the target at that time?"

"850 meters." Wang Zhong replied instantly.

"What tank do you command?"

"T34 viewing type."

"Why the viewing type?"

"Because the viewing type has a command tower, and the commander does not have to be the gunner at the same time, it has better situational awareness. Those crews with both the commander and the gunner working concurrently are like headless flies after a fight."

The old Duke stared at Wang Zhong suspiciously, suddenly shook off Lyudmila's hand, came to the desk and took out a roll of paper.

Wang Zhong took a look and saw that it turned out to be an aerial view of the city after splicing and enlarging the aerial photos taken by Loktov.

Old Duke: "Tell me about the battle. Let me talk about the time, well, what was the situation at 1100 on July 7?"

Wang Zhong: "I don't quite remember the specific time. How about I start from the beginning and tell you my decision by the way."

The old Duke nodded: "Okay!"

Wang Zhong: "On July 6, after receiving the order to stand firm, I decided to conduct forward reconnaissance first, so I led the team to personally investigate Kalinovka..."

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Two hours later.

The old Duke crossed his arms and looked at the aerial view that had been filled with various military illustrations drawn with pencil.

Wang Zhong: "I'm done."

"I know." The old Duke replied, still staring at the bird's eye view.

After a long time, the old man asked: "Why the hell did you come last in the exam?"

Wang Zhong said firmly: "I am better at actual combat than talking about war on paper. I am ranked last, which shows that there is something wrong with our military education!"