Arc of Gunfire

Wang Zhong really wanted to reach out and wipe Hedwig's tears, but he held back.

Then he saw the girl's tears were frozen.

Fortunately, he didn't wipe them, otherwise he would have occupied a piece of her skin on his hand and it would be hard to explain!

At this time, Mrs. Petrovna came forward and helped Hedwig to clean up her tears.

While Hedwig was wiping her tears, Razkiewicz said to Wang Zhong: "General, one photo may not be enough. We need more photos to boost the morale of Melania's people.

"Especially pictures that can make them have useful associations. We especially need this."

Wang Zhong: "What kind of photos do you want?"

Razkiewicz: "I heard that you have a captured Plossen tank here. Can Miss Hedwig go up and take a few photos?"

Wang Zhong: "Yes, please come this way. "

Afterwards, Wang Zhong took Melania's delegation to visit the school and took many photos.

He saw that Melania regarded Hedwig as a symbol. After all, her father was the last president who resisted to the last moment in the capital, Visva Warsi.

The radio station defended by his personal troops was the last place in Visva Warsi to be captured.

Before the Prosens arrived, the last president, carrying a submachine gun, broadcast to Melania for the last time: "My fight will stop today, but your fight will continue and must continue! Until the motherland is liberated! "

Wang Zhong learned this only after sending the delegation away. Before that, he only knew that Melania was a country annexed by Proson.

No wonder Hedwig was regarded as a symbol of resistance by Melania's soldiers.

Wang Zhong personally experienced the Yebao victory. He knew that people needed a spiritual fulcrum in the darkest moment, and Hedwig was that fulcrum.

The day after the visit, on the evening of December 17, Wang Zhong received the urgently developed photos. In the photos, Hedwig stood on the captured Proson tanks with a firm face.

The Melania diplomat who brought the photos said: "Miss Hedwig will give a radio speech to the Melania people in Ant. The time is almost up. Do you want to listen?"

Wang Zhong: "Turn on the radio, I'll listen."

Vasily immediately turned on the radio in the room and turned the knob to tune the frequency.

The diplomat said: "Channel 109.1. "

Vassily immediately turned the knob fast and stopped accurately at channel 109.1.

The speech had just begun. The little girl who worshipped Wang Zhong as an idol and a saint yesterday suddenly became a strong warrior and a princess of a fallen country. Her voice was vicissitudes and strong:

"My compatriots! I am Hedwig Jadwiga. Three years ago, my father broadcast to all Melania people on the last piece of unconquered land in the capital Vistula Varsi, saying that Melania would not perish.

"Now three years have passed. Proson has been devastating and invincible. Many countries with a long history have been destroyed. Proson's iron hoof has stepped on the land of the entire Europa.

"The cruel situation has made many compatriots lose the faith to resist, and people have been laying down their weapons. To be honest, I don't blame you."

Wang Zhong leaned on the edge of the table and listened to the girl's speech.

Vassily: "She has obviously made such speeches many times, and she is very skilled."

Wang Zhong nodded.

Suddenly, he had a question, so he asked Melania's diplomat: "Why does she use Ant language? Shouldn't this kind of speech be in Melanian language? "

The diplomat replied: "Most of the secular believers who have fled to Ant can speak Ant. And one of the purposes of this speech is to arouse the sympathy of the people of Ant for us."

Wang Zhong said "Oh" and asked again: "Do you really use such a girl to boost the morale of resistance? Is it more appropriate to be a war hero or a man?"

The diplomat: "It may be so in Ant, but in the United States, girls are more likely to get donations. Our previous fundraising in the United States has been tepid, and only Melanians living in the United States have donated generously.

"But after we introduced Hedwig Jadwiga as our spokesperson, fundraising went much more smoothly. At that time, the United States did not participate in the war, and relied on the money raised to buy weapons and send them to Melania's resistance army."

Wang Zhong: "What about now?"

The diplomat shrugged: "It may still depend on Miss Hedwig's fundraising. Because Melania has fallen for three years, and even some Melanians have begun to accept Plosson's teachings. The United States is more willing to support Carolingian's resistance movement."

Wang Zhong touched his chin and suddenly had a new idea. He picked up the phone and said to the operator: "Connect to the United States Embassy. Is this the embassy switchboard? Please connect to the press office. I want to talk to reporter Mike."

A few seconds later, Mike's voice came from the receiver: "Hello, Lieutenant General Rokossov, how can I help you?"

Wang Zhong: "If I let my fiancée take a fundraising advertisement or something, what benefits can I get in the United States?"

Reporter Mike: "In the United States, as long as you have money, you can buy things, even in wartime. Your fiancée is so beautiful, and she is a soldier - there are no female soldiers in the United States, let alone female soldiers who have made military achievements. As long as the photo is taken well, you will definitely win a lot of donations.

"And she has an advantage. You are now a well-known war hero in the United States. We in the United States like heroes and beauties. "

Wang Zhong was overjoyed: "Okay, then make an appointment to take a photo. "

"Wait a minute," reporter Mike said, "Is it okay for you to be busy with this now? How is Bokost Shostka's first-line offense?"

Wang Zhong: "Don't mention it... I can't tell you the specific situation, it is a military secret. Anyway, it is the same as my prediction."

Wang Zhong almost let it slip just now, telling Mike reporters that the second round of offensive had failed and that reserve teams were being mobilized to prepare for the third round of offensive.

Reporter Mike: "Well, aren't you going to do something to interfere?"

Wang Zhong: "Aren't I trying to make up for the loss of the defeat? Can I come and take pictures tomorrow?"

"Let me ask my partner." There was a vague conversation between Mike's reporter and his partner on the phone. A minute later he said, "Okay, my partner hopes to have more backgrounds to choose from."

Wang Zhong: “For background matters, I will contact the church’s publicity office.”

"Do you want to cooperate with the church's photographer? Let me ask..." Before reporter Mike could ask, his partner's voice came over the phone. "Okay, my partner doesn't seem to care about this. Then we'll make an appointment tomorrow." How about three o'clock in the afternoon?"

Wang Zhong: "It's settled, we'll meet at the Propaganda Hall building at three o'clock in the afternoon."

He put down the receiver.

At this time, Hedwig was halfway through her speech: "The dawn of hope has appeared. Lieutenant General Rokossov has completely annihilated seven enemy divisions and captured 100,000 prisoners!

“He proved that the Prothens could be defeated, that they were not God’s chosen people, a ‘master race destined to rule the world’.

"General Rokossov also personally assured me that our fallen hometown will be restored..."

Wang Zhong felt a little embarrassed and said to Vasily: "Close it."

Vasily turned off the radio and snickered: "General, are you embarrassed too?"

Wang Zhong picked up the receiver: "Nonsense, I'm going to call home. It's not good for Lyudmila to hear a girl talking here."

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The next day, December 18, in the studio on the first floor of the church propaganda hall, Wang Zhong looked at Lyudmila, who was dressed in military uniform, and asked worriedly: "Aren't you cold like this?"

Lyudmila lowered her head and glanced at the tube skirt on her lower body: "Okay, the heating here is quite sufficient. But the skirt is something that can't be worn on the battlefield, right?"

Ant's female soldiers wear pants like the male soldiers on the battlefield. Not only did he wear trousers, he also wore men's boxer briefs underneath, which were very wide and were said to be very painful for his legs. During the march, his legs were often covered with abrasions.

Lyudmila walked around in front of Wang Zhong and asked, "Does it look good?"

Wang Zhong smiled: "You look good no matter what you wear."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and adjusted the position of Lyudmila's armed belt.

Lyudmila stared at Wang Zhong: "I thought you would take advantage of this."

Wang Zhong: "I'm tired of rubbing it."

"real?"

"real."

Lyudmila chuckled.

At this time, a nun came over and handed a ceremonial staff to Lyudmila.

Lyudmila was very surprised: "Are you sure you want me to take this? Am I not at a high level?"

The nun smiled slightly: "You can take it if it is specially approved by Your Majesty Belinsky."

Wang Zhong looked at the long stick: "What's the point of this stick?"

"It is said that this was something that the angel next to Saint Andrew held. It is usually used in the highest-level ceremonies. The person who holds it is at least a cardinal." Lyudmila explained.

At this time, people in the publicity hall were unfurling a huge flag of the Ant Empire. It seemed that this flag would be used as a back for photos later.

The two reporters from the United States have not yet arrived, so I don’t know what they think when they see this flag.

At this time, another nun came over and put a white gold-trimmed cloak on Lyudmila.

After the nun finished her work, Lyudmila took the long staff and looked at Wang Zhong: "How is it?"

Wang Zhong nodded: "It's not bad. It would be better if the staff could be retracted a little and squeezed onto the front armor."

Lyudmila sighed: "Be serious!"

Wang Zhong stared at her for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered the opening CG of a game that was very popular before time travel, and felt that the next moment Lyudmila would start reciting classic lines:

Sound familiar? Scenes like this are happening all over the galaxy at this moment! You could be next!

Unless you can make the most important decision in your life!

…

Lyudmila: "Dear? Why are you suddenly in a daze?"

Wang Zhong: "You are more beautiful than a rose. I was just stunned."

Damn it, what kind of earthy love talk is this! What am I doing!

Lyudmila was extremely happy.

At this moment, Vasily suddenly entered the shooting room, quickly came to Wang Zhong, and whispered in a low voice: "The enemy launched a counterattack before the Western Front launched its offensive. Now the Western Front has lost all the gains gained from the first two attacks. The front army headquarters was in panic."

Wang Zhong: "What are they panicking about? The Prosens did not launch a pincer offensive but retook the lost position, which shows that they do not have enough troops and supplies to launch a large-scale attack."

Before he finished speaking, a major came to Wang Zhong and saluted: "Your Excellency, His Majesty the Tsar wants you to go to the summer palace immediately."