Arc of Gunfire

The fifth day to Suhayaveli was the night of October 18th.

Lyudmila returned from duty. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Wang Zhong writing furiously.

Nellie stood nearby holding a candlestick.

Lyudmila asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

"Write a summary of experience. I originally made an oral summary with Pavlov, but now that I think about it, it would be better to write it down and share it with more people."

Lyudmila came behind Wang Zhong and read out the text on the notebook: "'Artillery is the only arm where there is no decisive gap between our army and the enemy. The heavy artillery used by the enemy is as old as ours...'"

Wang Zhong took it and read it himself: "The enemy's artillery teaching materials have not been updated for many years. We are on the same starting line as the enemy in terms of artillery.

"Moreover, the enemy does not pay attention to the use of artillery at the campaign level, and the artillery organization is at the corps level at most. The enemy's army group-level campaign units do not have corresponding artillery.

"This is because the emperor, as the leader of the enemy, pays more attention to the emerging technical arms and strengthens the voice of these arms in order to compete for power with the traditional Junkers officer corps..."

Lyudmila asked doubtfully: "Where did you know this?"

Wang Zhong: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness has been studying the situation of Prosen and making preparations to resist the invasion."

In fact, this information comes from another time and space, plus a little bit of Wang Zhong's imagination.

The three virtues of the earth, because Xiao Gu is a famous person, so he has great power. He once wanted to include all things that run on tracks under the name of armored forces.

Xiaoman has been fighting and trying to increase the number of assault guns in the infantry division.

Because the assault gun needs to be built using the chassis of a tank, both sides are competing for production capacity.

Wang Zhong just took these situations for granted.

Lyudmila was speechless: "You have already started writing experience sharing, are you still going to compile teaching materials in the future?"

Wang Zhong: "It depends on the situation. Her Royal Highness the Princess has said that a temporary school will be established in Charon to teach the experience of fighting Ploson."

Lyudmila: "Charon? Isn't that your new fiefdom?"

"Yeah, depending on what that means, I'm going to be responsible for teaching in this school."

"You are not allowed to take charge of the front line?" Lyudmila exclaimed, "You fought so many beautiful battles!"

Wang Zhong: "Of course I will be asked to command the troops when the front line is tense, but in winter and during the muddy period from February to June next year, it is estimated that the entire front line will be relatively calm."

Lyudmila: "So I asked you to teach people how to deal with Prosen? Will you be transferred to the front line when the front line becomes tight again?"

Wang Zhong: "What's the problem with this?"

"No." Lyudmila shrugged, "Then my great military strategist, how long will we have a peaceful period this time?"

Wang Zhong looked at the calendar: "I estimate it will be calm until November, depending on when the ground starts to freeze. General Winter will rescue the enemy from General Mu. They may have a week before a large-scale cold wave arrives. attack."

"Then?"

Wang Zhong: "When the cold wave comes, it's time for us to counterattack."

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While Wang Zhong was having a warm conversation with his fiancée, General von Moltke of the Second Armored Group of Prossen was angry with his subordinates.

"What do you mean we can't move forward?" the general shouted.

The commander of the 16th Armored Division, who serves as the forward, said: "Our division currently has only thirty tanks ready for combat, and the other tanks were thrown into the mud due to mechanical failures.

"Spare parts are not available, and the maintenance factory is stuck in the mud and cannot move. The number of these tanks repaired every day is zero, zero!

"The situation with the half-tracks is equally bad. The worst thing is that the trucks will get stuck in the mud at any time, and then you have to unload the truck, otherwise even if you use a tractor to tow the truck, you won't be able to pull it out!

"Your Excellency, General, if we move forward, we will turn into infantry. Do you really want tankers to charge like infantry?"

General Moltke said angrily: "We have been blocked on the Duwa River for so long, which has made us the laughing stock of the entire army group, no, the entire Prosen Army! Others say that we let go of Ant's heavy army group.

"The glory we gained in Agsukov has been lost! Do you understand? Sir!"

As a general, calling a major general and commander "my lord" is full of irony.

Commander of the 16th Armored Division: "Okay, then I will order my men to advance even if they lose their tanks, just treat us as infantry! Are you satisfied with this?"

General Moltke paced back and forth in the headquarters and was silent for a minute before asking the adjutant: "Is there nothing the logistics department can do?"

Adjutant: "After crossing the Duwa River, we advanced nearly a hundred kilometers, and the logistical pressure became even greater. Coupled with the mud... the 3rd Armored Group in the north encountered logistical problems when it didn't rain. I think , Your Excellency, the logistics department has tried its best."

Mao Qi seemed to have made a lot of determination before asking: "What about air transportation?"

Adjutant: "Air transportation can only be carried out by airdrop, because now even if engineers build field airports, Air Force planes dare not land because it is all muddy. In fact, the Air Force has suspended the use of field airports that are in poor condition, and now they all use Ag. Yungu Airport runway in Sukov.”

Mao Qi suddenly tried hard: "Then airdrop! Is there any problem with this?"

The adjutant smiled bitterly and said: "Airdrops require parachutes. After the first few days of airdrops, the parachutes could not be replenished and they were used up."

Moltke was furious: "The logistics troops are useless! Useless! On the beaches of Burgundy, it was the logistics that forced us to stop! Then it was the damn air force that boasted that it could do it with the air force alone!"

No one dared to speak, waiting for the general's anger to subside naturally.

Finally, Moltke sighed: "Now that things have come to this, we can only accept our fate. All troops stop advancing, try to collect and repair abandoned tanks, and accumulate supplies. Wait for the frost to freeze before launching an attack."

"Frozen?" The adjutant asked in surprise, "Why did you mention the freeze?"

"Now the mud makes it difficult for us to move, but if it freezes and the ground is frozen hard, won't we be able to attack? We are now a little more than 200 kilometers away from Yebao. It only takes ten days - no, five days, I can rush to Yebao!"

General Moltke said confidently.

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Agsukov, Plossen Military Officer Rehabilitation Center

Giles, with a bandage on his head, was writing a letter to Feliz's parents: "Dear uncle and aunt, Zhan Xinjia. I am writing this letter to tell you the details of Feliz's sacrifice. First of all, I want to apologize to you. Feliz's sacrifice was mainly due to my carelessness..."

At this time, the nurse rushed into the single ward with a nervous look: "Lieutenant General! His Majesty the Emperor is here!"

Giles hurriedly put down his notebook and pen and stood up from the bed.

As soon as he stood up, Emperor Reinhard came in. Seeing him like this, he hurried up to support him: "Why did you stand up! Lie down and rest!"

Giles: "Your Majesty! I failed to capture Shostka within the specified time..."

"It's two days late, it's acceptable." After helping Giles lie back on the bed, His Majesty sat by the bed and motioned for others to leave.

Soon, only the emperor and Giles were left in the whole ward.

Emperor: "I heard about Feliz, I'm sorry. That Rokossov is a cheap bastard! He's so mean!"

Gil Es: "We suddenly broke the non-aggression treaty, and we're not much more noble than him."

Emperor: "It's okay for you to say that when there are only two of us."

"It's because there are only two of us here that I said it directly, Your Majesty." Gil Es said, "And I've been thinking about the telegram Rokossov gave me. If we continue to attack, we will fall into a trap. Now our supply is already very difficult, which will inevitably lead to a lack of transportation capacity to transport winter clothes and other cold-proof supplies. When winter comes..."

Gil Es didn't say anything else.

The emperor's face was full of sorrow: "I only show this expression in front of you, Sieg. Even a fool can see it. The only hope is to use the time between the freezing and the arrival of the cold wave to rush to Yebao."

Gil Eis: "Rokosov and his division will not let us succeed."

Emperor: "He only has one division..."

"More than that! Kashukh downstream, and Kirinenko of the 66th Army behind them, the enemy has already produced capable generals after the great waves! And we helped them complete the selection!"

The emperor pressed his hands on his cheeks: "Of course I know. In fact, there are also Myshkin in Borsk, Gorky in Andrewsburg... The enemy is selecting capable generals at an astonishing speed and eliminating the waste.

"But we haven't lost the war yet. After all, we have eliminated nearly three million enemy troops. Although this pincer offensive did not successfully annihilate the hundreds of thousands of enemy troops in the encirclement, it also hit them hard! The enemy only has one million troops left in the direction of the capital. I think if it is General Moltke, there is hope to rush into Yebao.

"And General Moltke once defeated the defense of the iron wall Rokossov, although he escaped in the end. I think he should be able to do it again."

Gil Eis: "Iron Wall Rokossov?"

Emperor: "The nickname given to their victory star by the enemy."

Gil Eis: "Not appropriate. I think he should be called Rokossov of artillery fire, Rokossov of bombing, or... or Rokossov of funeral. After all, only his troops can have such a good exchange ratio with us, and send our soldiers to hell so efficiently."

Gil Eis paused and looked at the notebook on the table.

Emperor: "You suggested preserving the fortification samples of Shostka, and I approved it. The Imperial Military Academy of Sciences will soon complete the mapping of the samples and reproduce them one-to-one in our country. Maybe we can use them in the future. In addition, the order to develop heavy assault guns has also been issued, and Dr. Porsche is in charge."

Gil Eis: "Finally, there is some good news."

Reinhard put down his hands covering his face and said with a firm expression: "I must be prepared for the worst. After all, I am the emperor of the empire."