Arc of Gunfire

After saying goodbye to the children he met by chance, Wang Zhong let Busefalas jog in the city.

Yeisk is now full of tanks, and the flashes of welding can be seen everywhere on the streets.

In the past, Wang Zhong did not dare to place a large number of troops in the city for fear of being bombarded. Now that the 190th Division of Proson has been driven away, there is no Proson artillery unit that can cover Yeisk.

So Wang Zhong ordered the troops with heavy losses to be transferred back for rest, and the tank repair factory originally placed outside the city was also moved from the tent to the city.

The faulty tanks of the 40th Tank Army were also placed in the city for repair.

When everyone saw Wang Zhong riding a tall horse, they put down their work and saluted Wang Zhong.

When Wang Zhong passed by, he could hear gossip coming from behind: "See, that's Rokosov!"

"We are fighting under his name, and we are finally going to win!"

"That's right, we were all fighting in vain before, and were chased by the Prosen people."

"We saw trucks escorting prisoners on the way here, it's really refreshing."

Wang Zhong took all this as flattery, and was secretly happy when Vasily said: "General, your presence boosted morale, and priests like Popov will be unemployed!"

"Don't stir up trouble between our three-man command group." Wang Zhong glanced at Vasily, "The priest team led by the bishop is indispensable, and the morale of the soldiers cannot be achieved by blindly worshipping the commander alone. That's too dangerous."

Vasily: "Okay, I get it."

At this time, the roar of the engine came from the front of the street. Wang Zhong raised his head and immediately cut the view, and saw a tractor towing a broken tank into the yard currently used as a tank repair yard.

The roar was the engine of the tractor.

There were already several tanks in the compound, and almost all of them were dismantling their engines.

Mr. Wang came back and said to Vasily and Gregory: "Let's go and see the situation in the repair yard."

Vasily asked in surprise: "How do you know there is a repair yard ahead?"

Wang Zhong smiled slightly: "Most of the tanks are now under maintenance and will not start their engines. Such a loud roar should be the tractor of the recovery troops, so I guess there must be a repair yard ahead."

Vasily suddenly realized: "Oh, great."

Wang Zhong rode forward and turned the intersection to see another tractor pulling a T34 into the repair shop.

There were also a row of T34s parked at the entrance of the yard, all under maintenance.

Ante is not like Proson. Each armored company can be equipped with a welder, and all tanks that need welding and repair must be handed over to professional maintenance battalions.

The entire road in front of the repair yard is full of welding flames, and the air is full of the smell of ozone produced by welding.

Seeing Wang Zhong coming, everyone stood up and saluted as usual, but Wang Zhong said first: "Okay, no need to salute, continue your work! This is the most important thing."

Everyone squatted down and continued to work.

A clerk with a writing board came to Wang Zhong and reported loudly: "General, we completed minor repairs on 10 tanks during the day today. There are 11 tanks in the yard that are replacing engines. It is expected that the repairs will be completed tomorrow night.

"In addition, the recovery battalion is still constantly towing tanks back. The maintenance staff is starting to be a little insufficient. We can only repair vehicles with minor problems first."

Wang Zhong nodded: "Okay, you have worked hard. Can I go into the yard to take a look?"

"Of course, you are the commander, there is no place you can't go in Yeisk. Please come in! But there is not much space inside, please dismount. "

Wang Zhong got off his horse, tied the reins to the fire hydrant beside the gate, and then walked into the yard.

In fact, through the bird's-eye view, he had almost grasped the situation inside. Now he came in to take a walk to let everyone in the maintenance yard feel the attention of the army headquarters and improve work efficiency.

He came to a tank whose engine had been lifted out, stretched his neck and looked into the opening left by the engine.

Just looking at the welding of the engine compartment, it can be seen that the manufacturer of this tank is a complete novice. The welds are crooked and there are many protrusions.

Seeing the welds, Wang Zhong suddenly worried about the armor protection of the tank, so he went around to the front and took a look at the tank's gun shield.

It was a mess, even Wang Zhong, who didn't understand it at all, couldn't understand it. Welded, seeing the welding of the gun shield and the entire front half of the turret, you can also know that the strength of this thing must not be very good.

It seems that this batch of T34s is completely inadequate in terms of reliability and protection.

On the other side, Proson has begun mass production of the long-barreled No. 4, and it is estimated that the No. 3 will soon be equipped with a long 50 gun. Proson's armored soldiers should be able to make a lot of achievements again.

As the chairman of the New Equipment Review Committee, Wang Zhong is now anxious and must produce better and qualified tanks as soon as possible, otherwise Ante's armored soldiers will only die in vain, and will not be able to accumulate combat experience at all, nor will they be able to train many elite tank crews.

With this idea in mind, Wang Zhong turned to the technician who was repairing the engine: "Has the problem with the engine been determined?"

"This one has been determined." The technician shook his head, "We originally thought that it was a specific part that always had problems, but today we have dismantled ten engines, and each one has a different problem. This is terrible, indicating that there is a problem with the factory's production. "

If there is a problem with a specific component, then we can locate the specific production link and then solve the problem.

There is no way to solve it now, and we can only endure poor quality for a long time in the future.

Wang Zhong patted the technician on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work, master. Try to repair it. If we can deploy more tanks during the attack, we will have a greater chance of winning."

"Don't worry." The technician smiled at Wang Zhong, "You think so highly of us, of course we won't let you down, General."

Wang Zhong nodded, took back his hand on the technician's shoulder, and paced in the yard full of the smell of engine oil.

The dismantled tank engines were in poor condition, and the technicians were busy sweating beside them.

Wang Zhong turned around and was full of worries about the attack on No. 21.

But the determination to attack has been made, and it cannot be easily modified-changing orders every day will affect the morale of the troops and the troops' trust in the commander.

A troop that doubts the commander will definitely not achieve the commander's intention.

So No. 21 can only try to attack. The good news is that it is not easy to dig a particularly solid bunker in the place where the Plossen Infantry Division is stationed. If the artillery bombards well, even if the tanks are in a worse condition, it will be fine.

Wang Zhong took a deep breath and looked up at the fiery clouds in the sky.

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July 21, 12 noon.

Pavlov looked at his watch, then at Wang Zhong, and picked up the phone: "Connect to the artillery command post. Fire."