Arc of Gunfire

After the morning bombardment, the Proson people seemed to have lost their energy and did not make any more moves.

Wang Zhong finished his breakfast without any interruption, and then Popov came over with a box.

"Come, play chess for a while." Popov said as he opened the box and poured out the chess pieces, and then the box unfolded into a black and white chessboard.

Wang Zhong: "I only know how each chess piece moves."

"Really?" Popov's eyes widened.

Wang Zhong: "I'm the last one."

"Don't mention your last one. Let's give it a try. If I can easily beat you, I can go out and brag about it." Popov said, sitting down opposite Wang Zhong, pushing the tableware on the table to the side, and starting to set up the chessboard. "Anyway, there's nothing to do now. If we don't find something to do, Pavlov will call us to help!"

Pavlov raised his head and glanced at the two people here: "Knowing that I want to help, why don't you come?"

Wang Zhong: "No, we still don't interfere with the chief of staff showing off his power."

Pavlov snorted, picked up a stack of documents and stuffed them to Vasily: "Take it for him to sign."

Vasily obediently took a stack of documents and came over: "The chief of staff wants you to sign."

Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows: "I was not in the headquarters before, how did you deal with these documents?"

"I signed it before." Pavlov said.

"Just sign it! Why did you come to me?"

"Why not do this to help you?" Pavlov spread his hands, "You still have to say thank you to me."

Wang Zhong looked at Pavlov's bald head and thought that it would be nice if he was a white-haired beautiful girl. This character would be cute, and then he could publish a book called "My Chief of Staff Can't Be So Cute".

It's a pity that the chief of staff is a big and bald man.

While thinking, Wang Zhong started to sign the documents.

And Popov put the chess pieces on the table and started playing chess with himself.

At this time, a new staff officer was gossiping, and Wang Zhong heard it. He said, "Is it really good to be so leisurely?"

The old staff officer lowered his voice: "This is the battlefield. As long as the battle has not started, everyone does their own work, kills time, and waits for the moment when it starts."

Wang Zhong suddenly remembered that he seemed to have had similar questions before, but now he has completely gotten used to the quiet time in the intervals between battlefields.

He quickly browsed through the documents. Most of the documents were about the transfer of supplies and various miscellaneous matters. He, as the commander of the army group, did not need to make any instructions. He just needed to sign.

When signing the documents, the phone rang. Pavlov picked up: "This is the army group headquarters..."

While he was talking, the air defense alarm sounded outside.

Popov: "It seems that Brother Peter heard the movement of the enemy plane."

Wang Zhong: "The monk came up? Why didn't I see him?"

Popov smiled and said: "You were running around yesterday, where did you have time to see them. In fact, the monk and the magic arrow are in place. Pavlov arranged the position."

At this time, Pavlov also finished speaking. After putting down the receiver, he said to this side: "Brother Peter reported that there are 24 twin-engine bombers coming to us."

Wang Zhong: "Sure enough. No Stuka following?"

Pavlov shook his head: "No."

Popov used the black chess horse to eat the white chess soldier and said: "The Intelligence Department is in place. After reviewing the recent interrogation of captured enemy pilots, the Prosens seem to have banned Stukas from bombing key areas that may be defended by the Arrow Team. "

Wang Zhong: "The Arrow is too efficient in killing Stuka pilots, right?"

"Yes, you don't know how many Stukas the Arrow shot down in the first half of 915. The Knights also specially formed a mobile Arrow Company. Each company has two half-track vehicles equipped with Arrow launchers, a Studebaker truck to transport ammunition, a mobile infantry platoon, and a light anti-aircraft artillery platoon.

"Such a company plus a prayer hand, running around the war zone for mobile air defense, specializing in killing Stukas."

Wang Zhong stopped signing and looked up at Popov: "Such a company is only equipped with one prayer hand?"

Popov nodded: "Yes, the loss of prayer hands is too great, and there is no way to replenish them. The church has absorbed all the prayer hands over the age of fifteen into the army. If there are more losses, only fourteen-year-old prayer hands can be used-even if they are used, it is a drop in the bucket. There are only so many prayer hands born every year. "

Wang Zhong sighed: "According to you, our army can still maintain the same number of prayer hands as before, but will be given special care?"

When Wang Zhong commanded a division before, there were five prayer hands in the division.

Now he commands an army, and there are still only five prayer hands in total - in fact, there is an increase, because Lyudmila went to give birth to a child, and a prayer hand was added to replace her position.

Popov: "Last year's great defeat caused too much loss, Tukhachev and the late emperor deserve to die."

Last year's great defeat, all at once lost more than 20,000 tanks, thousands of heavy artillery, millions of soldiers, and almost 90% of supernatural power users.

The lost troops can be quickly replenished by mobilization, but it is very difficult to replenish supernatural users because they are few in number.

The church raised the conscription age to 15 years old, but it is still a drop in the bucket - supernatural users are generally lifelong, and uncles like Brother Peter have to serve, and there are also a large number of magic uncles and magic aunts.

So such a large loss last year cannot be made up at all.

It can only be said that the Prosens really grasped the weakness of the supernatural power - the lack of people.

In low-intensity local conflicts, these prayer hands and sound array masters can play a huge role, but when it comes to large-scale all-out war, these people are blind.

Because the losses cannot be replenished, they are all disposable consumables.

Wang Zhong: "But even with just these prayer hands, it has caused a great deterrent to the enemy."

"Yes," Popov continued to play chess with himself, but this did not seem to prevent him from chatting with Wang Zhong. "The Inquisitor also obtained some interesting information. The Prosenko Academy seems to have installed radar on the aircraft. , prepare to use radar-guided rockets to attack our aircraft."

Wang Zhong's mouth opened wide: "Radar guidance rocket?"

Popov: "It's hard to believe, isn't it?"

No, I’m kidding, I’ve already killed over 1,000 players using semi-active radar bombs in War Thunder, okay?

Wang Zhong: "With Proson's radar technology, can we put that thing on an airplane?"

"It seems to be installed on a four-engine heavy bomber, and the rocket is installed in the magazine and fired from a multi-barreled launcher."

Wang Zhong frowned: An airborne radar-guided semi-active missile arsenal aircraft? Damn, it’s a bit exciting, isn’t it?

But can the performance of current radar and radar bombs be used to do this?

Popov: "Maybe it was made up to fool their pilots."

At this time, there was the sound of anti-aircraft gun fire outside, and it was obvious that the enemy plane that Brother Peter heard was approaching the sky.

Wang Zhong looked at the sky: "We'll see if our disguise can deceive the Prosen Air Force."

One-third of the city council building collapsed was disguised as the army headquarters, and anti-aircraft artillery was mainly deployed nearby.

The real group army headquarters is still protected by anti-aircraft artillery, but the number is very small and well hidden - this is used to hide the truth.

Also carrying the bag was a praying hand and a divine arrow launcher.

The other four praying hands protect the fake headquarters, fake logistics center and real logistics center, as well as artillery positions.

Popov: "I think there's no problem. The Prosen Air Force is pretty easy to fool - that's my feeling. The Army can be quite cunning sometimes."

Wang Zhong thought so was I.

He cut his angle and saw that the route of 24 bombers was facing the fake army headquarters. It was clear that they were going to bomb the headquarters.

Of course, this route also passes through the fake logistics center, and there should be some bombs to explode.

But the real logistics center and the warehouse where Wang Zhong is located are not on the enemy's route.

It looks like the deception was very successful.

Wang Zhong switched back to the naked eye view and continued to sign documents.

Pavlov said: "Is it possible that the enemy really does not intend to attack today?"

Wang Zhong: "Absolutely. The Proson infantry unit will only conduct a limited attack in the secondary direction at most. The offense is a matter for the armored division and the armored grenadiers."

Popov: "I heard that it is because the influence of these technical arms of the Junkers is low, so they are relied on by the emperor. You can see the direction of the Prossen propaganda after Melania and the Carolingian battle. Infantry The teacher’s achievements were basically ignored.”

Wang Zhong: "I heard that they also found a young non-Junker general Erwin to focus on publicity."

"Yes, his father seems to be an engineer, and he himself was planning to become an engineer."

engineer!

As soon as he heard it, he knew that this person had the qualifications to become a ruthless person in Tongliao.

At this time, there was the sound of a bomb exploding outside. Wang Zhong changed his perspective and saw the bomb falling near the fake headquarters.

Possibly due to the expulsion from the anti-aircraft artillery positions, the enemy planes dropped their bombs at a very high altitude, so most of the bombs missed the city council, which collapsed by a third.

Just as Wang Zhong switched his perspective back, the phone rang.

Pavlov picked up the phone: "Army Headquarters. How many enemy planes? Got it."

He put down the phone and reported to Wang Zhong: "Brother Peter heard the sound of enemy planes again, four rounds, but only one. He guessed it was the enemy's newly modified high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft."

Wang Zhong nodded. Suddenly he remembered something and asked, "Has our artillery position been hidden?"

"No, the artillery only arrived yesterday afternoon. Like the enemy, there was no time to set up well-camouflaged artillery positions."

Wang Zhong: "Didn't all the enemy planes investigate?"

Pavlov: "Don't worry, although we don't have time to hide the real artillery positions, we brought wood and the fake artillery positions have been arranged.

"The enemy doesn't use low-altitude reconnaissance aircraft to detect it. It can't be seen at all. It can only be a lottery."

Wang Zhong was relieved.

Vasily said: "Will the Plosans suddenly become enlightened and use fake artillery positions to deceive our investigation?"

Pavlov shook his head: "Even if they thought about it, there are no trees nearby to chop down. We brought wood from Arvik to make fake targets. After all, the fake artillery positions performed well in previous battles."

As soon as he finished speaking, the roar of enemy planes came in again through the ventilation window of the warehouse.

Wang Zhongqian looked around and saw a four-engine heavy bomber flying from the west.

However, such a heavy bomber cannot carry out bombing missions alone. It can only be a newly modified high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft.

Brother Peter was not wrong in his judgment.

At this time Popov said: "So we are going to spend today under constant air strikes and shelling?"

Wang Zhong: "Just get used to it. Of course you can also sign some documents for me."

Popov smiled slightly: "No, I am the military bishop, this is not within my scope of authority."