Arc of Gunfire

Thirty minutes later, Trinca Village Church.

"I never thought that I would rely on mysticism on the battlefield." Wang Zhong looked at the "folklore researcher" who was setting up the ceremony and said to Popov.

Popov looked at Wang Zhong with some surprise: "You haven't thought about it?"

But before Wang Zhong could answer, Popov found the answer on his own: "Yes, you have never been a devout believer. I have been following you for ten months, and you have not prayed once."

Wang Zhong was shocked. As a Serisian, he had never had the habit of praying. He would always pass by a temple by chance, no matter whether it belonged to God or Mazu, and he would go in and pay homage.

There is no such thing as praying when praying, and it has nothing to do with piety.

That is, when I see a temple, I come here and light some incense.

In the past, when he still had change on him, Wang Zhong would take a piece of steel and throw it into the merit box. Later, he paid electronically and threw it away.

Now Wang Zhong finally realized that Popov was a clergyman! I didn’t pray in front of the clergy for a year and I sweated my brother out.

Popov laughed loudly: "Don't be so serious. We secularists don't follow these formalistic things. They are the dregs of the saintly sect and have been abandoned."

Yes, yes?

Seeing that Wang Zhong was relieved, Popov changed the topic: "But not praying at all is a bit too much. Most of the soldiers are devout secular believers, so you have to be more considerate."

Wang Zhong: “How do you think it’s ‘meaningful’?”

"For example, before charging, chant a prayer loudly."

Say a prayer?

When Wang Zhong mentioned reciting prayers on the battlefield, he thought of Warhammer 40K. Do you also need to nail a long scroll with scriptures on the armor? Then you have to give me the power sword and bolter first!

The style of painting is completely wrong!

Popov: "Isn't this difficult to do? If you don't remember the prayer, just read it from a book. I will give you this old Andrew's Bible. The folded pages in it are all suitable for use in sermons. sentence."

As Popov spoke, he took out a tome that could see the traces of time left by the naked eye.

Wang Zhong: "I feel that if I take this holy book and recite it before the troops charge, it won't take long for everyone to say that this book in my hand is a sacred object of the religious order and can summon the angel army."

Popov laughed loudly: "When you put it like that, I also think that my old book looks a bit powerful on the outside. In fact, it is just an ordinary holy book that follows an ordinary priest around. I bought it at my own expense when I first joined the seminary. , only one silver coin.”

Wang Zhong: "Such a thick thing only costs one silver coin?"

"After all, we are in the industrial age. 300 years ago, a holy book like this would have cost 10 gold coins, so it might not be possible to buy it."

"Wait a minute," Wang Zhong suddenly discovered a blind spot, "Were silver coins still used a few decades ago?"

"Yes, the use of paper money is only a matter of the past thirty years."

Wang Zhong asked Popov seriously: "How old are you?"

"I'm 55. I entered the seminary when I was eight years old. At that time, the seminary mainly taught things from the holy sect, while the secular sect was secretly spreading them."

Wang Zhong: "Is it because the productivity development was not enough at that time?"

In fact, Wang Zhong just said casually based on what he had learned. The economic base determines the superstructure. Secular ideas are also part of the superstructure. They will inevitably spread first in places with developed industry and commerce.

Popov stared at Wang Zhong with wide eyes: "I can see that although you haven't prayed, the Holy Scripture has always been in your heart."

Hey, I'm not, I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!

While thinking this way, Wang Zhong's facial muscles twitched into a smile: "The wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the holy scriptures remain in the heart."

Popov pressed his hand on his old book: "Then I took it?"

"No, no, leave it to me. I only remember the meaning, not the specific sentences. Don't worry if the prayer before the formation goes wrong and it will be difficult to explain."

Popov laughed for the third time.

At this time, Wang Zhong turned the topic to using mysterious power to fight wars and said, "I remember that Carolingians seemed to use witches' spells to fight against the Prosin invasion?"

"Yes, they used it." Popov looked at the folklorist who was preparing. "It caused an infectious disease, but Proson used penicillin to eliminate it."

Penicillin is amazing!

Wait, isn’t penicillin just penicillin? In an instant, its coolness is gone, right? The magic of a witch defeated by penicillin is too weak!

Popov continued: "The drug penicillin seems to be mass-produced using a kind of melon as a culture medium."

Was the rounding witch's magic defeated by the melon?

Popov: "Then this melon was introduced to the territory of Plosin from the United Fruit Company of the United States."

The United States defeated the witch's magic?

Hey, it suddenly makes sense.

After speaking, Popov shook his head and changed the topic: "So I'm not sure whether magic can help us defeat Proson tomorrow. It's best to make two plans."

Wang Zhong: "I will."

At this time, the main force participating in the operation tomorrow: Lieutenant Colonel Semyon, the current commander of the 31st Guards Infantry Regiment, entered the church and saluted Wang Zhong and Popov: "Commander, Bishop, the commander of the battalion and company of the 31st Regiment has assembled according to your order. ,Please advise!"

Wang Zhong stood up: "Okay, let's go to the headquarters and don't disturb the folklorists preparing for the ceremony."

After speaking, Wang Zhong strode towards the gate and asked by the way: "How is the morale of the troops?"

"Morale is high. I heard that the armored forces have achieved results. Now everyone is eager to fight." Lieutenant Colonel Xie Miao said, "After all, they are your old troops."

Wang Zhong: "They? Why don't they recognize you, a 'foreign monk'?"

"Nothing, after all, the previous commander was Major General Yegorov, which may be a bit of a gap in comparison. I don't have an outstanding record. When the war started last year, I was a lieutenant colonel, and I am still a lieutenant colonel this year." Lieutenant Colonel Xie Miao smiled bitterly, "I don't know why you added me to your elite division."

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "General Turgenev of the Military Affairs Department is a real man. They won't arrange people randomly. When tomorrow's assault is over, you will also have results."

"I hope so." Lieutenant Colonel Xie Miao said.

At this time, the two talked while entering the courtyard of the army headquarters. The battalion and company commanders of the 31st Regiment were inside. When they saw Wang Zhong, they immediately stood at attention and saluted.

Wang Zhong glanced over and saw many familiar faces, so he randomly pointed to one: "Filipov, why haven't you become the battalion commander yet? Are you working hard?"

Filipov: "No, Vasily is still a captain, and he hasn't been promoted to a colonel, has he?"

"Then you should work hard this time and be promoted to a colonel before him, and then I can say your name in front of him every day to humiliate him." Wang Zhong said, looking back at Vasily - the adjutant naturally has to follow the chief officer all the time, and Vasily is now half of Wang Zhong's guard.

Filippov smiled: "Vassily, it's a pity that you can't come this time."

Vassily: "Report to the general, I apply to participate in the assault."

"No. Before Pavlov comes, there are a lot of things for you to do. I will consider it when Pavlov comes with the army headquarters." Wang Zhong replied, and then gestured to everyone, "Go in."

After the group entered the room, Wang Zhong handed a stack of photos to Lieutenant Colonel Semyon: "Pass it around, this is the Yeisk terrain from aerial reconnaissance."

While everyone was passing it around, Wang Zhong pointed to the schematic diagram on the blackboard and said: "This is a simple map drawn by Vasily based on aerial photos. Folklorists will hold a ceremony overnight tonight, and it is expected that fog will begin at 5 o'clock tomorrow morning.

"So the firepower preparation will start at four o'clock, with an hour of preparation, and strive to blow up all the barbed wire and mines outside the enemy. It can't be too early, because we have never opened fire at three o'clock before. While preparing the firepower, you will advance to the departure line in secret. "

Wang Zhong drew a line on the schematic diagram with chalk: "The engineers have confirmed that there are no mines up to this line. After the fire preparation is over, you can attack in the fog. The silent weapons should have an unexpected effect in the fog. "

Filipov raised his hand: "General!"

Wang Zhong: "You say."

Filipov: "The fog in the morning is because the ground temperature is low and the water vapor condenses. Will there be fog after the fire preparation?"

Wang Zhong: "Scientifically speaking, no. But our science cannot explain some phenomena, such as tomorrow's fog. I mean, if there is fog tomorrow. ”

In the movie "Apocalypse Now", after the F4 ghosts dropped napalm bombs, the wind direction was changed, and the surfing paradise suddenly became an ordinary beach.

So Wang Zhong believes that after the fire preparation tomorrow, there will be no fog without the influence of supernatural things.

On the other hand, if the fog forms immediately after the fire preparation, it means that the folklorists have really led to the power beyond modern science.

Unlike the spells of the Carolingian witches, the spells that can be defeated by penicillin make people suspect that they just used some kind of biological weapons.

Maybe it is a biological weapon left by the ancient super civilization, which is mastered by the witches.

Oh, no, if this is the case, then the fog may also be caused by the activation of the weather control satellite in the sky--

Wang Zhong was distracted, and suddenly saw Sufang Batu Wendusu waving at the door.

"Wait a minute." He waved to the officers and walked quickly to the door, "What's wrong?"

Sufang lowered her voice: "The headmistress asked me to come and tell you not to prepare for fire before the fog. If you want to prepare, prepare now. But we need to stop two hours before the fog comes. ”

Wang Zhong’s brows twisted into knots: “If I hadn’t really seen the magic arrows chasing the enemy’s planes, I would have suspected that you folklorists are actually liars. Do you know that the Air Force Meteorological Department reported to me that there is a possibility of fog tomorrow morning? ”

Su Fang: “I don’t know what the meteorological department said, but I can tell you that there will definitely be fog tomorrow morning.”