Arc of Gunfire

After dealing with the minor friction between the brother troops, Wang Zhong was about to speak when the radio soldier in his entourage reported: "The seconded B4 heavy artillery has arrived."

Wang Zhong immediately said to the battalion commander of the 225th Division: "What are the prisoners, and why the enemy is suddenly unable to shoot accurately, all are written in the report. I will read it myself and write it carefully!"

The battalion commander was obviously from the military, and his brows immediately knit together when he heard that he was about to write a report.

Wang Zhong jumped on the jeep: "Let's go and join the heavy artillery! Remember to drive around the grass!"

After everyone got on the bus, the jeep returned all the way and met up with the heavy artillery regiment that was parked and waiting for Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong looked at the B4 heavy artillery and sighed: "I haven't seen this guy for a long time."

Vasily: "Didn't you decide not to add B4 heavy artillery to the army's artillery group?"

"Because it is too bulky and does not conform to our group army's idea of ​​mobile annihilation of the enemy. Besides, can't we borrow it from our brother troops?"

While he was talking, the jeep stopped next to the tractor towing the heavy artillery. Wang Zhong used the jeep as a step, jumped on the tractor, and patted the driver on the back: "Let's go! Enter the city!"

Vasily removed Wang Zhong's red flag from the jeep, held the red flag and jumped onto the cannon. He stood on the cannon's small operating platform and moved with the cannon.

As the city of Yeisk gradually approached, the sound of machine guns from the Prosen Army in the city became increasingly clear.

Approaching the edge of the city, several infantrymen jumped out from the buildings on the side of the road, seemingly to block it. However, as soon as they saw Wang Zhong standing on the tractor, they gave up blocking the vehicle and consciously stood on the side of the road, watching the tractor dragging the huge beast. Enter the city.

When passing them, Wang Zhong asked loudly: "How to get to the fighting place now?"

The sergeant leading the team pointed ahead: "Just keep walking along this road. At every Y-shaped intersection, take the left one. Go straight at the intersection. It's very simple!"

Wang Zhong: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome General!"

Wang Zhong said to the tractor driver: "Did you hear that? If there are three forks in the road, go to the left. If you cross the intersection, go straight."

"Understood, General."

The cannon just kept going.

Not far away, a group of infantrymen appeared on the side of the road. They took off their hats and shouted at Wang Zhong: "General! Why did you come in at this time! Maybe there are still scattered enemies!"

Wang Zhong: "Then I'll crush them with the tracks of the artillery truck!"

As he spoke, more soldiers walked out of the buildings on the street, and some people stuck their heads out on the second floor. Everyone cheered to Wang Zhong: "General! You are here!"

"Ula! Use the cannon to finally end the battle!"

"Ula!"

The people of Yeisk also opened their doors and windows one after another, curious to see who the soldiers were cheering for.

Wang Zhong heard some people asking: "Which general is this?"

A soldier immediately replied: "It's General Rokossov! We are General Rokossov's team!"

"Is it that Rokossov?"

Wang Zhong instinctively frowned, he had a premonition that "that" was coming.

"Is it Rokossov who captured 51 General Prosin?"

Look, here it comes!

I knew this was coming!

Then Wang Zhong heard his soldiers reply: "Yes, it's that Rokosov! In addition to the general, he also captured 100,000 people!"

Wang Zhongxin finished thinking, maybe if the news spreads, he will become the one who captured 100,000 generals.

It’s hard to say whether there are 100,000 generals in the entire Prosen.

There were more and more people and troops on the roadside. It was clear that the battle was not over yet, everyone could hear the enemy's machine gun fire, but everyone just squeezed to the roadside happily.

Wang Zhong had to shout: "Don't crowd, don't crowd! We are going to eliminate the last Prossens! Please make way!"

At this time, the tractor entered the first intersection, which was a Y-shaped intersection, and the driver decisively turned to the left.

The sound of machine gunfire came closer.

And more local residents are welcomed along the road!

The residents began to throw bread onto the tractor, and all of a sudden Wang Zhong held five large pieces of bread in his hands.

He could only put the Leba on the shelf behind the tractor, but accidentally dropped a piece of Leba and was crushed by the cannon's tracks.

(The B4 heavy artillery also uses tracks as its traveling mechanism.)

Lieba forgot about it, and soon an old lady was carrying a hen and shouting along with the tractor: "The Prossen people want to catch this hen, so I hid it, but it turned out that I hid it too well and it suffocated to death! My chicken!" ! General, eat it, it will make you stronger against the Proscenians!"

Wang Zhong: "You can keep it for yourself!"

"Hey, I'm an old woman, why do I eat so well? It's only suitable for a young man to eat! Just take it, General!"

"Old mother, there's no place to put it here! In this way, when we go to the city, we have to stay in your house. Then you can make stew and give it to the soldiers who live in your house."

After Wang Zhong finished speaking, the old lady suddenly realized: "That's right!"

She finally stopped chasing the tractor.

At this time, the tractor entered the intersection, and Wang Zhong hurriedly said: "Go straight, go straight!"

"I remember it, General!"

Tractors drag heavy artillery through the intersection.

After crossing the intersection, the crowds on both sides suddenly disappeared.

The sound of machine guns was almost right in front, as was the sound of the M3 tank's 75-meter gun.

A captain emerged from the building and saluted Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong patted the driver on the shoulder: "Stop the car, I want to ask about the situation."

The car stopped, and before Wang Zhong could ask, the captain took the initiative to answer: "General! The enemy's last support point is ahead. The position of the machine gun is very tricky and the 75 gun cannot hit it."

Wang Zhong: "Why don't you adjust the firing range to shoot closer?"

Captain: "The enemy has an anti-tank gun mounted on the first floor, which has killed two of our M3s. We tried to approach using complex terrain and also tried to throw smoke, but it was useless. The enemy can stop us by shooting at the smoke, and there are heavy casualties."

Wang Zhong: "Okay, leave it to us. We will directly demolish the building, and they will have no choice!"

The captain nodded: "It's up to you!"

Wang Zhong patted the driver's shoulder again: "Forward!"

The tractor started again.

At this time, the commanders of the two M3 Grant tanks at the intersection heard the engine sound, so they looked back and saw the tractor towing the big guy over, and hurriedly reversed to make way.

In this way, the tractor towed the heavy artillery into the enemy's last fortress-the square in front of the city council building.

Wang Zhong immediately understood why this concave building was difficult to attack. Its entrance was in the middle of the building, just blocked by the two wings.

The Proson people sealed all the windows on the first floor of the building, and the windows on the second floor were also covered with barbed wire, so it was impossible to climb up by hand.

There were already many corpses of Ante soldiers on the ground of the building.

The M3 commander who had just made way shouted: "General! We have forced the enemy to leave the outer windows. We originally planned to take this opportunity to climb the building, but the people inside-"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sizzling sound from the direction of the building. Wang Zhong turned his head and saw that a large pot of hot oil was poured from the window on the third floor.

Wang Zhong was shocked. Pouring hot oil? Is this some kind of medieval offensive and defensive battle?

The M3 commander continued, "Look! The villagers nearby said that the Proson people moved all the olive oil stored in the church next door into the parliament building, burned it hot, and poured a tank of it from time to time."

Wang Zhong: "They won't be rampant for long. Artillery get off the car and prepare to fire!"

After the order was issued, all the artillerymen sitting in the troop transport truck got off the car, cooperated with the tractor driver, turned the cannon around, and aimed at the building that was still resisting.

Then the connection between the tractor and the cannon was dismantled, and the "free" tractor drove to the side to wait.

Wang Zhong jumped off the tractor and climbed directly onto the cannon: "Put the cannon flat and aim directly. M3 fire support! Suppress the enemy!"

After all, the cannon and the enemy are too close now, and the operating artillery can easily be killed by the machine guns fired from the building.

So friendly firepower is needed to suppress it.

The two M3 tanks opened fire at full power, suppressing the Proson people so much that they dared not raise their heads.

On the B4 side, the loading was completed quickly, and the artillerymen all jumped off the cannon.

An artillery captain came over and said to Wang Zhong: "General, you can't stay on the cannon. When we shoot horizontally, we won't fix the cannon, so it can move backwards, and the recoil will be consumed in the process of doing work."

Wang Zhong: "Then what's the problem with me standing on it?"

"It will be very dangerous."

Wang Zhong: "Then don't worry, I will hold it firmly."

The captain hesitated and finally chose to obey Wang Zhong's wishes.

Wang Zhong stood on the cannon, holding the edge of the cannon with both hands to the railing, and opened his mouth wide: "Fire!"

The next moment, Wang Zhong's head was directly stunned. His thinking was interrupted for about a second. Maybe he was stunned, but he woke up immediately.

Wang Zhong couldn't see anything in his field of vision. It was all smoke and dust from the cannon shooting.

The violent recoil movement almost made him vomit.

Damn, I shouldn't pretend to be so arrogant!

He had no time to observe the results of the artillery fire. When he reacted, he found that everyone around him was cheering.

Then he saw a large area of ​​the wing of the parliament building blown up, and the concrete wall collapsed like a sand castle hit by a giant's slap.

Wang Zhong smacked his lips: "Wow, is it so powerful?"

At this time, the artillery captain said: "I suggest another shot, just hit the same position."

Wang Zhong nodded: "Approved!"

Then he jumped off the cannon and stayed away from it.

The artillery captain hesitated and finally chose not to see it.

Because the B4 was in a flat state, it was much easier to load ammunition. Soon the artillerymen withdrew the cannon and took a shock-proof posture beside it.

Wang Zhong followed suit.

At this time, the captain ran to Wang Zhong: "Please give the order to fire!"

I have to do it!

Wang Zhong shouted: "Fire!"

Then when the captain pulled the rope, he resumed the shock-proof posture.

The second shot was fired!

A strong wind blew across Wang Zhong's cheeks-this is the muzzle wind!

This time Wang Zhong had enough time to observe where the shells landed. He saw the cracks on the wall shattered, and then a huge explosion occurred.

As if something had been touched, more than half of the west wing of the building collapsed, revealing the floor structure inside.

Wang Zhong: "Okay! Another shot!"

The loading was completed quickly, and the cannon roared, and now the entire west wing collapsed completely.

The smoke and dust from the collapse even covered the entire square.

Wang Zhong sneezed and shouted: "Be careful of the enemy's counterattack during the smoke and dust!"

At this time, Prosen's language came from the smoke and dust.

Vasily immediately translated: "They are going to surrender."

Wang Zhong sneered: "Only three shots, the Prosen people are not as brave as they say."