Arc of Gunfire

After Wang Zhong finished speaking, he stood up and called the guard: "Gregory!"

Recently, some saboteurs attacked mid-level and senior military officers in the city, so Wang Zhong now needs to be accompanied by guards even in his own manor.

Gregory opened the door fully armed and saluted Wang Zhong: "General."

Just as Wang Zhong was about to leave, Pavlov said: "Now that the defensive position is confirmed to be in Aolachi, I will start making a marching plan first."

"So fast? Maybe they won't let us go to Aolaqi. It won't be too late to wait for the order to be issued, right?" Wang Zhong asked.

Pavlov sighed: "Whenever this happens, I feel that you deserve to be ranked last in the test. You will always jump between the famous general and the idiot."

Wang Zhong thought you were looking up to me too much. In fact, I have never systematically studied military theory at all, and I only dabbled in it a little bit.

Without the plug-in, I would be dead.

While Wang Zhong was thinking this, Pavlov dutifully explained: "Before, we just left as soon as we said so. The reason for the simple composition of the army was that they were basically infantry, and there were not even many laborers accompanying the army.

“But now that there are so many of us, just organizing the non-combatants accompanying the army requires a lot of energy and making detailed march plans.

"Otherwise, just wait until half of these people get lost on the road. Even with a detailed plan, we will still have a lot of attrition on the way, and we will need to reorganize our troops when we reach the destination."

After Pavlov finished speaking, Popov added: "Those who can immediately go into battle after a long march are first-class iron troops."

Then I really know an iron army, but it’s a pity that it’s not from this world.

Wang Zhong: "Then it's up to you. You happen to have a sixth-level clerk, so there will definitely be no problem!"

When he said this, a staff officer happened to be coming from the administrative side. As soon as he opened the door, there was a very loud sneezing sound, three in a row.

Pavlov: "Look, you made people sneeze by praising their 65-year-old school director."

Wang Zhong shrugged and left the map room and slipped away.

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In the square in front of the division headquarters, a large group of new recruits from the 5th Beshensk Regiment were training - in fact, they were the original 105th Infantry Regiment of the Skitarii.

The training subjects are the disassembly and maintenance of firearms - the veterans insist that this is the most important thing, otherwise the new recruits on the battlefield will not even know how to troubleshoot after the gun is jammed, and they will be lambs to be slaughtered.

Wang Zhong walked along the side of the square to the parking lot, while watching the new recruits fighting Mosin Nagant.

At this time, a thin-looking lieutenant colonel came to Wang Zhong and saluted with very non-standard movements.

Wang Zhong returned the salute and asked: "You are Lieutenant Colonel Eugene of the 5th Beshensk Regiment?"

"It's me." The lieutenant colonel sighed, "Don't you understand what I look like? I'm not a soldier at all, I'm just the director of a factory. When I agreed to carry out the lateral transfer, I didn't think about me at all. Will become a lieutenant colonel!"

Wang Zhong: "How many people did you manage in the local area before?"

"More than a thousand, I am the director of the mining area in East Kesalia. The mining area maintains more than a thousand miners all year round."

Wang Zhong: "That's not appropriate. The Fifth Beshensk Regiment now only has the strength of one regiment, with more than 2,500 people, which is almost the same as the mine you managed before!"

"This is different!" Lieutenant Colonel Eugene began to argue the pros and cons.

Wang Zhong's attitude is: I won't listen. I won't listen. I won't listen to the bastard chanting sutras.

But that couldn't be said on the surface. He patted Lieutenant Colonel Eugene on the shoulder: "Everyone has a first time, and so do I! Just take the first step!"

After saying this, Wang Zhong admired himself for being able to say such false and empty words.

"But……"

Wang Zhong made a serious face: "Stop talking! This is the army. If you give up, I will shoot you! So do your best!"

Eugene hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "I just expected that the rationing system might be implemented in the future, and I just want to get better treatment for my family!"

Wang Zhong suddenly felt pity for Lieutenant Colonel Eugene, but the good news is that the food production of the Ant Empire is very sufficient. Even if it loses Kozalia, the largest food-producing area, the empire can still obtain it from the fertile pastures of the Eastern Frontier. Plenty of meat and grains.

At least the people of the Ant Empire don't need to worry about starvation.

After saying goodbye to the lieutenant colonel, Wang Zhong arrived at the jeep in three steps and then got on it without waiting for Gregory to open the door.

Gregory started the jeep and drove along the tree-lined avenue of the manor towards the main building.

As soon as he set off, Wang Zhong saw the gunner Alexander of the 422 vehicle on the roadside lawn sharing his experience with the new tank crew: "Because there is no commander, our field of vision is basically fixed to the front after driving onto the battlefield, so no matter what Whether it is to attack the formation or to rely on the position to shoot when defending, the platoon leaders must ensure that their tanks are alerted in different directions and make up for each other's blind spots. "

Wang Zhong frowned slightly. Alexander's words were indeed good, but he ignored a crucial thing: ordinary T34 does not have a radio, so even if the fields of view can cover each other, ordinary T34 has no way to get reminders of friendly forces - no What the hell is a radio reminder? Using a machine gun to shoot down friendly tanks "makes music"?

Passing by the armored battalion is the training ground for the artillery regiment. The 155th Heavy Howitzer Regiment is using training shells to simulate rapid loading of the artillery.

Further forward is the anti-aircraft artillery battalion. Since Wang Zhong did not have this type of unit before, no one can introduce their experience to them at this time. The anti-aircraft artillery soldiers can only conduct pre-war training according to the training drill.

When he was approaching the main building, Wang Zhong saw the anti-tank gun battalion assigned to him. Dimitri was leading a group of people who had actually operated anti-tank guns and explained the Pluto to the gunners against a detailed schematic diagram. Sentank's weak point location.

Wang Zhong watched with satisfaction as everyone performed their duties. Just then the jeep stopped.

Gregory: "Here we are, General."

"I know, this is my home!" Wang Zhong said.

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Old Rokosov's study, Jules 22 July 914 at 1200 hours.

After listening to Wang Zhong's analysis, Old Rokosov nodded: "Your reasons are very good. I will try to get you a transfer order to move to the Orachi area.

"But are you really so sure that General Skorobo's counterattack will be ineffective?"

So Wang Zhong said again that the enemy would use tanks to lure the attacking troops into the ambush circle of the 88mm gun.

Old Rokosov: "This 88 mm anti-aircraft gun is the one that you reported exploded when you used B4 to attack a possible anti-tank position?"

"Yes. At this stage, it is the nemesis of all tanks in our army. Even the KV series can penetrate at extremely long distances."

What Wang Zhong didn't say was that not only did this cannon penetrate deeply, but its damage effect was also top-notch. Basically, one shot would definitely kill an entire vehicle, and no one would be spared.

Old Rokossov: "Have you reported this to the front army headquarters?"

"Retribution." Wang Zhong will never conceal his experience summary because of his own selfish desires - these are life-saving things. Hiding experience in his heart is irresponsible to the entire army.

Old Rokosov: "Sure enough, Skorobo is a very stubborn person. I hope he can wake up after sending off these three tank corps and issue the order to retreat in time."

Wang Zhong: "Regardless of whether he can wake up in time or not, we will hold on to Olga for at least four days. The troops still have four days to break out of the encirclement."

Old Rokosov sighed: "I always feel that it is unlikely that he will wake up in time. I know him too well."

Wang Zhong scratched his head. He didn't really want to talk about this irritating front army general, so he changed the subject and said, "When are you going to move out, General?"

"I'm not going to move away." Old Rokosov said, "You have your old troops, and so do I. I will stay and lead them to break out of the encirclement in a critical moment. You should understand now, right?"

Wang Zhong nodded.

I understand, but I still have mixed feelings.

I clearly have no feelings for my "family" in this world - that's how it should be.

But when he thought that the old man might die in this siege, he felt very uncomfortable.

So Wang Zhong decided to continue to persuade him, but the old man asked: "Think about it for a moment. You are facing a situation where you are bound to lose. Then an order comes from above, asking you to leave your troops and escape alone. What will you do?" Do it?"

Wang Zhong: "Of course not. I will fight with my troops until the last moment. But..."

Old man: "I accept it rationally, but not emotionally, right?"

Wang Zhong hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The old man laughed and pressed the electric bell on the table.

Ten seconds later the old butler appeared: "Master!"

"Bring me the wine! My supercilious son will feel sorry for me! Hurry and bring me the wine!"

Old housekeeper: "The doctor said...I'm going to get the wine right now."

After that, he bowed to old Rokosov and then to Wang Zhong before leaving.

The old man stood up, took out a few waffles from the iron can on the coffee table, and threw one to Wang Zhong: "Here, I tried to bake this, trying to restore the taste of your favorite nanny's bake when you were a child. See if it’s right!”

Wang Zhong took a bite and immediately frowned: "This is so sweet!"

"Oh? Really?" The old man ate a piece by himself and frowned, "Oh, why is it so sweet? When I tried it, it was normal?"

Wang Zhong: "How do I know?"

The old man thought for a while and patted his thigh: "I understand, I added sugar and honey, and tasted it after adding sugar! I forgot that honey is sweet! Oh, what a pity."

He tossed the waffles back into the can.

At this time the old butler brought wine and wine glasses.

Old Rokosov: "Come, let's have a drink together, father and son! I wish you success!"

Wang Zhong: "I also hope you can break through smoothly."

"Haha, if you can hold on, I will definitely be able to break through. You should stop worrying about dad and take care of yourself!"

As he spoke, Old Rokosov put the glass into Wang Zhong's hand, grabbed the wine bottle from the old butler's hand, filled it for him, and then filled it for himself.

"To Mother Ant." He raised the cup in his hand and said.

Wang Zhong: “To Ant’s mother.”