Arc of Gunfire

While everyone was complimenting General Skorobo, Patriarch Belinsky made a follow-me gesture to Wang Zhong, and then walked to a corner of the garden.

Wang Zhong followed without hesitation, while Lyudmila glanced at them both and chose to stand where she was.

The Patriarch's guards spread out and set up a cordon around them. The nobles attending the banquet occasionally looked this way, but they all immediately looked away.

The Crown Prince also looked at his close friend from time to time, with a trace of confusion on his face. He probably couldn't figure out what the Patriarch wanted to do with his friend who had never been pious.

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As soon as Wang Zhong walked behind the Patriarch, he heard the Patriarch say: "Do you have to smash my stew?"

"Well, that's the only place where there's an open flame."

The Patriarch shook his head and changed the subject: "You have played well in the past few days. Are there any impressive scenes?"

Wang Zhong was stunned. What do you mean? Don't ask me about my experience in fighting and lessons learned, but ask me if I have any memorable scenes?

So what if the scene that impressed me the most was my fiancée bathing in the moonlight?

Of course, this was just his complaint. No matter how beautiful his fiancée was under the moonlight, she couldn't compare to the experiences and insights he had while wandering between life and death.

Wang Zhong said without hesitation the despair he felt when he was hiding under the BT7 car and looking at the Proson military boots around him.

And the shock when he was rescued by a swarm of Skitarii.

And, of course, the gut-wrenching feeling of deciding to give them up in exchange for victory.

The Patriarch had a straight face, and after listening to Wang Zhong's story, he said: "I have heard many people's confessions and prayers, and as long as there is even the slightest bit of falsehood or pretentiousness, I can recognize it in an instant.

"So I know that everything you said comes from the sincerity and is your true feeling. But I also want to know, how did you figure it out? Or, in the future, you will never..."

Wang Zhong: "As long as I am braver than everyone else, when I need to sacrifice to gain victory, I will die generously without hesitation. As long as I can do this, I will have no burden." Sacrificing others for victory.”

The Patriarch nodded: "Well, this is the idea of ​​​​solving the problem, and it is not impossible. I will keep paying attention and hope that you will not violate your beliefs. Okay, my free time is almost used up, you can continue to enjoy Let’s have a party. Don’t be too nervous, enjoying the good food and the girl’s kindness tonight won’t make the future worse.”

After speaking, the Patriarch walked towards the garden gate.

The guards immediately gathered up and followed him.

Originally, the Patriarch was walking towards the garden gate. After walking a few steps, he saw the maid of the Rokosov family taking away the pottery pot for stew. He turned around and walked over, opening the lid regardless of the temperature of the pot. Smelling the aroma of the stew.

The guard immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Your Majesty! This guy has never tried poison!"

The Patriarch hesitated for a while, then put the lid back on and stood up. When he found Wang Zhong watching, he explained: "This is a sunny, energetic delicacy. But my knight won't let me eat it!"

He spread his hands, shook his head and left.

Wang Zhong's curiosity was aroused, and he was about to go over and take a look at the stew, but the maid very quickly threw the stew and the pottery into the trolley containing kitchen waste.

Wang Zhong:......

Lyudmila came over and hugged Wang Zhong's arm: "Let's go, Damu Capital said, having fun tonight won't affect the overall situation. I also think you should relax a bit, look at your eyebrows, There are wrinkles all over.”

Wang Zhong thought it was better to have wrinkles than to be bald.

However, the Patriarch was right, it was better to take the time to relax.

Of course, he couldn't relax on his own, so Wang Zhong shouted to the maid standing by: "Hey, come here!"

The maid was startled, and then came over coyly, looking very scared.

Wang Zhong: "Send all the food and wine to my troops today. Enough!"

Maid: "It has been delivered. It is the same as here, with a much larger portion. The master has personally taken care of this."

"The old Duke took care of him?" Wang Zhong just didn't say that "dad". He had his own father on Earth.

The maid didn't notice the question in Wang Zhong's statement and nodded: "Yes, I took care of it myself."

Wang Zhong felt relieved, but immediately he remembered something new and said, "Also, send a band over too!"

"Band?" the maid was shocked. It seemed that the old Duke had not thought of sending a band.

Wang Zhong nodded: "Yes, the band. 'War will come and go, but music will last forever!'"

Maid: "Uh... I'm going to find Mr. Butler."

Wang Zhong nodded, and the maid immediately turned around and ran away.

Lyudmila: "You actually didn't touch her the whole time."

Wang Zhong: "Should I touch it?"

"No, you shouldn't, but you have touched your butt and breasts before."

Wang Zhong looked down at his hands, good guy, no wonder "you" are so skilled!

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The next day, Wang Zhong came to the army canteen early in the morning.

He mainly wanted to see how the troops were eating, instead of endless pickles.

Being able to provide the troops with rich food can greatly improve their morale, so the countries participating in the war on Earth will try their best to find ways to enrich their food.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Wang Zhong saw Vasily and others gathering together to drink oatmeal and eat sausages. Dimitri also held a sandwich with fried eggs and ham in his hand.

Ant's sandwich is not made between two pieces of bread, but a whole piece of bread with a hole dug into it. It looks like the ingredients are quite solid.

There was also an open fish can in front of Filipov. The fermented fish inside looked a little swollen - this reminded Wang Zhong of the canned herring on Earth, but this can didn't have that impressive smell.

It feels like it's okay...

While Wang Zhong was observing the soldiers eating, he noticed that all his soldiers also stood up: "General!"

Wang Zhong waved his hand and went to the buffet to pick up his meal.

Then he saw a mountain of caviar cans at the pick-up point.

Wang Zhong turned to Vasily and asked: "Why don't you eat caviar?"

Before traveling through time, Wang Zhong went to eat at a buffet that catered to more than a hundred people. The caviar was distributed in limited quantities only on the hour, so each person could only take one plate, and there was only a small amount of precious stuff on the plate.

Vasily frowned: "I'm tired of eating it! When caviar just started to be supplied in unlimited quantities a few years ago, our family ate it every day. Caviar was spread on bread, caviar was spread on sausages, and caviar was put into vegetable salads. Every day. Caviar caviar.”

Several others nodded.

Boy, can there be a surplus of caviar too?

Vasily continued: "There is also champagne. Champagne was very precious when I was a child. My father was a professor and he would only drink a glass after a concert. Then suddenly champagne became less valuable and became on the same level as beer."

Filipov nodded: "Yes, it happened all at once. I heard that the Holy See set up a special champagne factory to mass-produce champagne. The winery published an article in the newspaper saying that the factory only produced horse urine, and then they were put on trial. The court is done.”

Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows: "There is still such a thing."

Although the soldiers were tired of eating it, Wang Zhong had never seen caviar that could be eaten openly until they were tired of it, so he decided to give it a try first.

He opened the first jar of caviar.

His previous impression of caviar was that it was a thin box with just a layer of caviar after opening, usually only 10 grams per can. This can is amazing. Once you open a piece of fish roe, it seems to be almost 250 grams.

Seeing so many fish roes, Wang Zhong's mouth almost watered down. He doesn’t particularly like caviar, but all kinds of publicity have always portrayed matsutake and caviar as representatives of delicacies from the mountains and seas, so he will drool when he sees the super large matsutake, and he will drool when he sees so many colorful caviar. .

The brothers sitting together saw Wang Zhong's expression, and Vasily asked on their behalf: "General, do you particularly like caviar?"

Wang Zhong: "Ah, caviar and matsutake, I like them better."

After saying that, he took the caviar, bread, oatmeal, and susie soup to Vasily's table, picked up the knife and prepared to spread the caviar on the bread——

At this moment, several unfamiliar staff officers walked into the dining hall.

They saw Wang Zhong's brigadier general badge from a distance and strode over.

The colonel leading the team saluted: "I'm disturbing your meal!"

Wang Zhong looked at the briefcase in the colonel's hand, then looked at the military uniform held by the person behind the colonel, and probably guessed what was going on.

To be honest, it's a bit fast.

Did the Patriarch do something last night?

It seemed like his answer made the Patriarch very happy?

Wang Zhong put down his knife, wiped his hands and said, "It's okay. Official business is important. What's the matter?"

The colonel took out the document from his briefcase and read: "Order, taking into account the military operations of Brigadier General Alexey Konstantinovich Rokosov in Loktov from July 6 to July 9. For outstanding performance, he was awarded the rank of Major General."

Wang Zhong was also an experienced veteran. After nodding, he asked, "What's another order? You won't let me, a major general, take charge of the pickled cucumber warehouse, right?"

Vasily said: "Maybe it is to manage the quilt factory. The large quilt factory is really a division-level unit."

Wang Zhong glared at Vasily.

Vasily: "It's about digging out feces, you know."

Wang Zhong: “Don’t talk about this while eating!”

Colonel: "Can I read the order?"

Wang Zhong made a gesture of invitation.

Colonel: "The headquarters plans to form the 151st Provisional Infantry Division..."

"Why are you giving me the infantry?" Wang Zhong complained.

The colonel glanced at him and continued to read the order: "Establish the 151st Provisional Infantry Division, with Major General Alexei Konstantinovich Rokosov as the division commander."

After speaking, the colonel stacked the two orders together and handed them to Wang Zhong.

After Wang Zhong took it over, the second lieutenant holding the military uniform took a step forward and showed Wang Zhong's major general uniform and rank.

Wang Zhong: "Wait a minute, why am I the only one who accepts the order of fate and promotion? Where is the establishment list of my army? And what about things like garrison?"

Colonel: "These are being confirmed by Division Chief of Staff Pavlov."

Ah, that’s it.

Wang Zhong asked again: "Have my staff and clerks arrived?"

"What staff officer?" The colonel looked confused. "I'm just a messenger. Please discuss this with the division chief of staff."