Arc of Gunfire

After Wang Zhong finished speaking, Lyudmila stopped talking.

Old Prince Rokosov noticed this and said, "Lyuda, just say what you want to say."

Lyudmila nodded: "Okay. He was hit by the main gun of the enemy battleship, so he lost some memories. His personality also changed."

Wang Zhong couldn't tell for a moment whether Lyudmila was covering up or whether she really thought so.

Old Rokosov frowned: "Is it a concussion? It is possible. I have experienced enough changes in personality after being bombarded during the civil war, but those changes are all for the worse. ah."

But the old man immediately shook his head: "But this kind of thing is uncertain. Although I still doubt whether a concussion can turn an unlearned troublemaker into a shrewd and capable general, the facts are before us.

"A concussion is more reasonable than him being possessed by St. Andre."

Wang Zhong pursed his lips. He couldn't explain this matter. Lying might deepen his suspicion, so he just shut up.

Old Rokosov sat behind his desk and picked up a letter: "This is a letter to the front army headquarters. It says that my son is uneducated and incompetent, which may cause many innocent soldiers to sacrifice and cause losses to the empire." A large amount of technical equipment requires him to be transferred to an insignificant place to guard pickles. "

After speaking, the old Duke took out a match, polished one, lit the letter, and threw it into the ashtray on the table, watching it burn to ashes little by little.

The old man unbuttoned the military uniform, widened the opening of the stand-up collar, looked at Wang Zhong and asked: "How many people are left in your army?"

"914 people, including logistics, artillery, armor and civilian personnel of the headquarters."

"That's all." Old Rokossov thought for a while and said, "I have retired for a long time. I am not very familiar with the latest military equipment and blitzkrieg. I have not returned to the army to provide more for everyone. It’s a troublesome plan. But as a retired general, I can still give you some help, so tell me.”

Wang Zhong: "Please tell the front army headquarters that Agsukov is at risk of being outflanked. The enemy's second tank group is in the north. If they outflank him, it will be over."

Old Rokosov shook his head: "It is His Majesty the Tsar's decision to hold on to Agsukov. The Patriarch even came here personally to boost morale. Even if the enemy is indeed likely to outflank him in the north, the Front Army Headquarters will definitely say, then Fight the enemy here.

"This will not leave any excuse for others, and it will also make His Majesty the Tsar happy. Do you understand? Unless someone can persuade the Tsar, or someone can make the Patriarch decide to give up Agsukov, the army will not follow Retreat here.

"In addition, based on my personal experience, it is very difficult for the enemy to complete such an outflank. Do you know how big an arc this is?"

Old Rokosov made a gesture on the map.

Wang Zhong: "It might not have been possible before, but technology has improved. Didn't you see the actions of the Prosin Army in the Carolingians?"

Old Rokosov's face darkened: "I saw it, but all the generals thought that it was the Carolingian army's lack of will to resist that led to this result.

"All the generals.

"It's better not to worry about this matter. You can't affect it, and neither can I."

After saying this, the old man smiled slightly, a bit helpless.

Wang Zhong understood and could only change his request: "My troops need to be replenished, including experienced veterans, technical weapons, etc... I lack everything."

Old Rokossov shook his head: "Even if there are veterans who have recovered from the hospital, the number will definitely not be enough to replenish you on a large scale. The reserve forces are basically mobilized according to the establishment of the winter training every year, and they will become organic units, so they can't do it for the time being. I'll give you a reserve.

"As for the military school students, the higher-ups were panicked at that time and quickly mobilized the students. Now the higher-ups believe that our counterattack is imminent, let alone mobilizing the students.

"If you want to replenish your troops, you can only select those with shooting experience from the inexperienced Skitarii—"

Wang Zhong interrupted the old Duke: "These skitarii have not received grenade throwing training. Throwing grenades may even blow them up."

Old Rokossov: "Yes, you can upgrade all your veterans to squad leaders, and one person can lead 7 to 8 recruits, so that they can die later.

"Of course, you can also choose not to engage in brutal meat-grinding battles. According to my experience, fighting in trenches on the plains, as long as the enemy cannot rush into the trenches, the survival rate of the recruits is quite high.

"The most important thing is that if you want to maintain the structure of the army and recruit new recruits, this is the only way now.

"Around January next year, when the current recruits have almost finished their training and the veterans have recovered from the hospital, we will be able to replenish you with a large number of high-quality recruits."

Wang Zhong looked serious: "In January next year... Okay, fill up the new recruits for me, and I will let the veterans train them as much as possible. Although I don't know how long it will be before we go to the battlefield again.

“My ordinary soldiers are all warrant officers who have not yet graduated, and I should be able to teach them some life-saving techniques.

"And technical weapons! I need technical weapons! I need T34 tanks, anti-tank guns, LAG 3 or MiG 3, and Il-2!"

Wang Zhong's strategy is to speak loudly. After all, Lu Xun once said that if you want to open a window, you have to propose demolishing the roof.

Old Rokosov laughed loudly: "Look! You're right! Only at the front level can you command the air force. You must first become a general.

"However, you can try tanks and artillery. You have commanded several tanks on the front line. Which one do you want to add?"

Wang Zhong: "The T34, and it is a viewing type T34. Without an independent commander and radio, the combat effectiveness of such an excellent tank will be reduced by at least 50%!"

Old Rokosov shook his head: "I can get you tanks that have already been produced, but I can't get the factory to produce other tanks. Is it T34? I'll see if I can get you two battalions and more. Probably not."

Wang Zhong: "I hope everyone will give me a platoon command vehicle with a radio."

"This can't be done." Old Rokossov shook his head simply, "But you can do this, use the platoon command vehicles together, replace them with the best tank crews, and form a special tank platoon. What do you think of the rest? If they are not capable of fighting, let them perform low-intensity missions.”

Wang Zhong thought about it and it made sense. In fact, in Loktov, half of the remaining tanks in his unit were equipped with radios. In fact, the war situation forced him to "popularize" radios. It would be better to use them intensively from the beginning.

Old Rokosov: "Anti-tank gun... huh? Pietro, if you are tired, sit down."

Pietro, who had been standing nearby wiping his sweat, was relieved and sat down directly on the sofa.

The couch protested loudly.

"It's time for you to lose weight." After Old Rokossov finished speaking, he looked at Wang Zhong again, "What kind of anti-tank gun do you want?"

"ZIS-3! The 45mm anti-tank gun cannot effectively penetrate the front of the enemy tank and must attack from the side, which severely limits the choice of anti-tank positions."

The old Duke nodded: "What about the heavy artillery? Is the 203 reloading too slow?"

Loading the B4 heavy artillery requires the use of a small crane, and even Maozi, who is known for his brute strength, cannot manually load it.

Wang Zhong: "It is indeed very slow, and the accuracy of this thing is not very good."

He clearly remembered the feeling when he had to "draw a lottery" when using this thing for the first time.

"Then I'd better replenish you with the 152 heavy artillery. It has good accuracy, fast rate of fire, and about the same range. It also has faster maneuverability. If there is no railway nearby, the B4 can only crawl.

"In this case, I will think of a way to add a 152 artillery regiment to you."

At this time, Pietro finally recovered and said: "Father, the most important thing is to promote Alyosha to the military rank and give him the establishment of a division. It will be much easier to supplement him."

"Do you think I don't want to?" Old Rokossov scolded, "Those pig heads are still thinking about problems in the way of palace struggle. I believed Alyosha, but they didn't! They would oppose it. 'The foolish son of the Rokosovs' was promoted to major general!"

As he spoke, the old man began to knock on the table, and he almost took off his leather shoes and hit the table.

After typing, he sighed: "Forget it, we can't rush this kind of thing. I have to write letters to some old friends. It should be ready in three to five days. I'll complete your brigade first. Infantry, T34, heavy artillery , anti-tank guns, all equipped. I will take care of this matter, and you two brothers can go and talk about old times. "

Wang Zhong looked at the fat Pietro. He was very satisfied. Except for the plane, everything he wanted had arrived.

If I continue to stay here, I won’t get anything more.

The old Duke has already said that he can't do things like using the chassis of a BT tank to modify the SU76 self-propelled artillery.

Then wait until you meet someone who can do it later.

So Wang Zhong turned around and happily walked towards Lyudmila who was waiting at the door.

As a result, Lyudmila reminded him with her mouth: "Pavlov!"

Wang Zhong slapped his thigh: "Oh, by the way, I also need staff members! There are also clerks and accountants! It's best to get me a sixth-level civil servant!"

Old Rokosov was shocked: "Why do you want a sixth-level civil servant? That's the level of a university vice-president! You... OK, I'll give it a try. Go quickly!"

The old man waved his hand.

Wang Zhong turned around and left.

Pietro stood up with difficulty and followed his brother's footsteps.

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After the juniors had finished leaving, old Duke Rokosov pressed the button on the table.

Ten seconds later, the side door opened, and the housekeeper who had just greeted Alyosha at the door came in: "Master."

Old Rokosov smiled and said: "My old friend Mikhail, can you believe it? That Alyosha has become an outstanding soldier."

"Really?" The old housekeeper looked surprised, "How is that possible! But it is true that when he came back this time, he didn't spank the maid, nor did she touch her randomly."

Old Rokosov was speechless: "I don't know what changed him. Maybe he was concussed by the heavy artillery. Mikhail, bring the wine!"

"The doctor said you can't drink anymore."

"Fuck the doctor! Anters should drink themselves to death on the wine table. Fuck the doctor! Bring me wine! Vodka! Open another canned fish for me!"

It is Ant's tradition to use fish as a meal or drink.