Arc of Gunfire

Wang Zhong: "Wait a minute, I actually don't understand. You are all going to reprint the full text of my speech, so why do you need an exclusive interview? The important things are all mentioned in the speech."

"Yes, it was all mentioned in the speech. So the interview mainly asked about unimportant things." Reporter Mike smiled.

Just at this time, an announcement came from outside the train: "The song composed by General Rokossov will be played next: "Holy War", please listen."

Then the version played by the Yebao Philharmonic Orchestra sounded throughout the station, and even the carriage where Wang Zhong was sitting was filled with majestic music.

Mike smiled and said: "Let's start with this song. During the preliminary investigation, I found that you did not receive music-related education? But you created this song that is destined to leave a mark in music history?"

Wang Zhong: "About this, the actual situation is like this. I just felt it on the battlefield and hummed a melody casually, like this."

Wang Zhong immediately hummed to reporters on the spot, but was affected by the music outside and could not hear clearly.

Mike: "Sounds like..."

Wang Zhong: "It's very clumsy, right? That's it. I actually hummed this song at the dinner party that night, and the band leader laughed at me."

"Did you laugh at it?"

"Yes, I laughed at it. The song you are listening to now was written by one of my soldiers named Vasily Vladimirovich Bradsky. His father was a music student at the University of Yeburg. He is a professor in the department and has received the best music education. He wrote this song based on the piece of music I hummed and the emotion I felt while humming it.”

Mike frowned: "Then why didn't he sign it?"

"Because he hates being a composer very much. This is the conflict between father and son. When one day he lets go, I think he will sign it." Wang Zhong said.

At this time, a whistle came from the window, indicating that the train was about to leave.

Wang Zhong stared at Mike to see if he would activate the "passive skill" of "Journalism".

However, the United States man directly changed the subject: "I heard that in addition to music, you also like to write poetry. Can you share some with us?"

Wang Zhong: "What? Poetry?"

At this time, Lyudmila, who was standing next to him, said: "It should be referring to the crooked poems you used to read in salons. Now because of your fame, many ladies have translated the poems you gave them."

Wang Zhong suddenly had a bad premonition and asked, "I can't remember what I wrote. What kind of poems are they?"

Lyudmila smiled and said: "Don't worry, at least those poems rhyme."

Wang Zhong began to sweat profusely. What do you mean it at least rhymes? Are they all on the same level as Zhang Zongchang's poems? "Daming Lake is a big lake, and there are lotuses in Daming Lake. There are toads on the lotuses, and they pop up when you poke them."

Mike continued to ask: "Have you sent poems to many ladies?"

Wang Zhong: "Uh...yeah."

"Just sending poems?"

"Uh... let's talk about Proson's offensive."

Mike laughed and said: "There will always be front-page headlines about offensive things. Readers will read those if they want to read them. Our interview will not be on the front-page headlines. So are we just sending poems?"

Lyudmila: "Of course not, I will dance with them at the ball, right Alyosha?"

"Yes!" Wang Zhong nodded, "I like dancing and exercising."

Mike: "I see, then do you often dance with the current Crown Princess?"

Wang Zhong: "Of course, most of the ladies in Yebao and I have danced and socialized. And I also like to accompany the crown prince and am a good friend of the crown prince, so many girls approach me in order to get close to the crown prince. "

Just at this time, the train shook, and then the platform outside the window began to retreat.

Mike continued to ask: "You have a very close relationship with the Crown Prince, right?"

"right."

"You publicly accused the Tsar during the state funeral, saying that he did not understand his children. This is a very serious accusation. Does this mean that you think the Tsar has neglected his duties as a father?"

Hey guys, here we come, those in front are all smoke bombs.

Wang Zhong replied calmly: "What I mean is that His Majesty the Tsar has many things to do and pays too little attention to the children."

Mike: "But you have also pointed out His Majesty the Tsar's mistakes in decision-making and army building on many occasions on various occasions."

Wang Zhong: "This is my duty as a loyal officer of His Majesty. Doesn't your country have loyal officers like me who will point out the mistakes of the President or the Joint Chiefs of Staff at all costs?"

Mike: "Of course we do too. But some people think that you feel that His Majesty the Tsar has failed in his duties as a leader in this situation."

Wang Zhong: "Who thinks so? Is it convenient to disclose it? I have a friend in the Inquisition, and he is very concerned about this matter."

Mike smiled and asked: "Do you think His Majesty the Tsar should bear the main responsibility for Agsukov's fiasco?"

Wang Zhong: "The main responsibility should be borne by General Skorobo. He was a spy of the Prosen Empire and deliberately sent away our country's millions of troops. He deceived His Majesty and the headquarters."

This is the current official statement, and Wang Zhong will of course be consistent with this statement.

Mike: "Are you saying that no one else in the headquarters should be responsible for this? Aren't you worried that a large number of troops will be ruined?"

Wang Zhong: "I think the headquarters will learn a lesson."

Mike stared at Wang Zhong for a few seconds. During this time, the entire carriage became quiet.

Outside the car window next to me, the city has disappeared, and the endless rural scenery is constantly passing by.

The reporter changed the question: "You said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince entrusted his sister to you. Did anyone else hear this?"

Wang Zhong: "Is this important?"

"No, it's not important. How do you understand this?"

Wang Zhong: "Olga is our common sister. I think His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants me to take his place as his brother."

"Is there a possibility that he wants you to marry her?" Mike asked while glancing at Lyudmila.

Wang Zhong: "I know my brother. He is a smart man and knows that the marriage of a princess has basically nothing to do with love, and it is not something we can decide."

Just kidding, the princess is an important resource. Whether it is used to exchange for claims, the right to inherit the crown, or to form an alliance with someone, it is very useful - Wang Zhong, a Paradox player, thought so.

Mike: "What if... I mean, if the Ante Empire is no longer an empire, but becomes a federal state like the United States, then marrying the Crown Princess with such a reputation is the best way to protect her, isn't it?"

Wang Zhong: "Mr. Reporter, let's talk about the war situation."

"Okay, we got the news that you think the Proson Empire will start the offensive against the capital again in mid-September. May I ask..."

Wang Zhong: "Where did you get the news? I have a friend in the Tribunal who is very interested in this..."

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On August 25, at 2100, Wang Zhong entered the headquarters of the 1st Guards "Red Flag" Mechanized Division in Shostka.

Pavlov, who did not go to the station to greet him, said the first thing he said when he saw him: "You look so haggard, what happened in the capital?"

Popov, who went to the station to pick up Wang Zhong, replied: "It's because he brought a United States reporter into the car, and then was bombarded by the reporter for eight hours."

Wang Zhong: "Don't mention it. Report to me about the situation of the troops."

Pavlov: "The construction of the bunker is currently about 40% complete. In addition, we have moved all the residents on the west bank of the Duva River to the east bank. We have requisitioned the mansions of local nobles to accommodate these residents.

"We have blown up and filled all the empty residential buildings on the west bank. Now the entire west bank is bare, and the shooting range is good."

Pavlov pointed to the window.

Wang Zhong came to the window and looked out. Sure enough, he saw that the west bank of the Duva River was open, and there was nothing blocking the shooting range.

Pavlov: "Of course, we also left some inconspicuous things as targets for shooting, such as the wreckage of the truck. In fact, it was burned out of a scrapped truck. It was an 800-meter target. "

Wang Zhong raised his hand to see more clearly, only to find that there was no telescope on his chest, so he stretched out his hand to the side: "Telescope!"

Immediately, a staff officer handed him a telescope.

Wang Zhong took a look. Although it was getting dark, he could still clearly see a streak of white paint in an inconspicuous position on the wreckage.

"Very good, very good." He just finished speaking, and suddenly reacted, turned his head and looked at the staff officer who handed him the telescope, "Vasily?"

The young warrant officer grinned: "It's me. I'm now a staff officer at the division headquarters."

Wang Zhong punched him on the shoulder: "You guys, you gave me a surprise!"

"You're welcome." Vasily smiled.

Wang Zhong: "Did your father come here to see you?"

Vasily's smile froze directly, and then disappeared at the speed of light.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhong asked puzzledly.

Vasily: "Don't mention it, he came, holding two bottles of wine and planned to "chat with me like a friend"! "

Wang Zhong: "Isn't this a good thing? ”

This is a wish that I have never been able to realize!

Vassily shook his head: "But that old Deng can't drink! He drank a few glasses and started to get drunk and ran to the street to sing "Rise up, great country, fight to the death"! Singing this is fine, after singing, he started to use the bottle as a saxophone and played it in the street!

"Playing is fine, he is not in the same place, he saw me approaching and ran away. He ran all the way in front, and I chased him all the way behind!"

Wang Zhong immediately imagined the scene and laughed.

Vassily was anxious: "What are you laughing at! I am so embarrassed! Even the naval infantry came out to laugh at me! Now the whole city knows me!"

Wang Zhong: "Isn't this a good thing? No one will talk about you carrying manure in the future."

"I would rather carry manure!" Vasily stamped his feet.

Now everyone in the room laughed, and the headquarters was filled with a happy atmosphere.

After laughing, Wang Zhong sighed sincerely: "Compared to the capital, I still like the atmosphere here. I can feel at ease here."

Others were stunned, not knowing why Wang Zhong suddenly sighed like this.

At this time, the staff officer opened the door and came in: "Lieutenant Colonel Kharlamov of the 31st Fighter Regiment is here."

Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows: "Kharlamov? Isn't this the one who escorted me to Yebao before?"

"He was transferred to the airport next to us to be responsible for air defense." Pavlov said, "It should be the photos of today's aerial reconnaissance that came out."

Wang Zhong: "Please invite the lieutenant colonel in."