Arc of Gunfire

Not long after the cavalry set off, Vasily entered the headquarters wearing dirty clothes, stood at attention in front of Wang Zhong and saluted: "Captain Vasily has returned from completing the mission of setting false targets!"

Wang Zhong nodded: "I have good news for you. The enemy has sent cavalry. I think they probably want to confirm the authenticity of these tanks."

Vasily's eyes widened: "Prosen still has cavalry?"

It seems that no matter who hears the news that Proson has dispatched cavalry, this is the first reaction.

After all, the Prosen people vigorously promoted Melania's cavalry's "stupid" use of sabers to chop tanks, creating an atmosphere in which Prosen completely looked down on the cavalry.

And there is indeed no cavalry in their establishment, and even the messengers ride motorcycles.

Wang Zhong: "I was also shocked, but a cavalry that did not belong to us did appear. Considering that the nearest United Kingdom troops were in Baraja, I think this cavalry is unlikely to be theirs."

Regarding the ridicule in Wang Zhong's words, Vasily was obviously on the radio, as if he was about to answer the question, but Pavlov took the lead: "No, the United Kingdom has troops on the Balas Plateau, which is better than Balaha." Much closer.”

Wang Zhong: "Is it a recent issue?"

This person didn’t complain about the right thing!

Pavlov: "I'm just saying that. And, Alexey Konstantinovich, didn't you read the daily bulletin this morning?"

Wang Zhong frowned: "I watched the domestic part, what's wrong?"

Pavlov squinted his eyes and stared at Wang Zhong: "You clearly participated in the aid negotiations with the Allies, but you don't care about the status of one of the three aid lines? Barras is in danger of falling to Prosen recently."

Wang Zhong: "Really? They are so far away from Prosen. It is impossible to get support if they fall to Prosen."

Yes, although Baras has a coastline, this coastline is in the south, on the edge of the Baraja Ocean. If Proson wants to use sea transportation for support, it must pass through the Aegean Sea, the Red Sea and the Baraja Ocean, which are already controlled by the Royal Navy of the United Kingdom. .

There is no way to travel by land, it is all mountainous, and the only few high-end roads are all from Baraja north through Barras to the inland coast. Barras is still a plateau, with geographical ladders on the edge. If the Prosen people are really crazy and plan to support Barras by land, then it will be like "the road to Shu is harder than reaching the sky."

In addition, there is a neutral country, Anatolia, between the mainland of Plosen and Bahara. It is still a question whether the neutral country allows the Plosen army to transit through the border.

Prosen's battleships are now trapped in the White Sea because Anatolia refuses to use their waterways.

Wang Zhong felt that the ruler of Baras should not fall to Prosen if he had normal intelligence.

Seeing Wang Zhong's expression, Popov said: "Prosen's propaganda recently seems to regard the Balas as descendants of Aryans, and some ethnic groups in Balaha are also regarded by them as Aryans who migrated to the subcontinent. Lean people.”

Wang Zhong: "Does this make the ruler of Balas decide to rebel?"

Popov: "Not only that, the Allies are either a constitutional monarchy like the United Kingdom, or a republic like the United States. Although we are an imperial country, we believe in secularism. Barras is a true monarchy, institutionally and universally Lawson is closer.”

Wang Zhong was speechless.

In other words, the monarch and the ruling group of Barras are worried that the Allies will turn their back on the mud, and they plan to defect to the imperialist Proson... It makes sense.

In any case, they will be replaced by mud legs, so it is better to start struggling in advance, maybe there is a glimmer of hope.

The Prosen army suffered a big loss last year and failed to capture Ant, but the result was still a "brilliant victory." In addition, the Ploson army on the Mamluk front this year defeated the United Kingdom and abandoned its armor. The Ant battlefield also achieved beautiful results in wiping out the coastal heavy army group——

It was understandable that Barras felt he could give it a try.

Wang Zhong waved his hand: "Okay, I know that Barras's situation is very bad, but it has nothing to do with us. When we defend Yeisk until August, we should start to retreat. The troops have been fighting for a month. The fatigue and losses are very high, and it’s time to return to Kubinka for repairs. I will be the chairman of my equipment committee again and get some reliable heavy tanks, as well as the next generation medium tank that can replace the T34..."

While Wang Zhong was talking, he was thinking that part of the production line and machine tools provided by the United States should already be in place, and he could start developing pot lid heads.

Wang Zhong was already feeling happy when he thought about the panther-style beating with a pot lid that was born in advance.

In the future, when making movies related to the Patriotic War, it won’t be considered a swindle if Jarhead appears in the long shot.

At this time, a staff officer came over to salute and said loudly: "Report! Contact the cavalry troops. They have defeated a group of enemies and are sending the prisoners back."

Wang Zhong immediately changed the angle of view and saw that the time had not yet come and his field of vision was still there. The 1st Regiment of the 33rd Division of the 20th Army was cleaning the battlefield and loading prisoners and wounded onto carriages following the cavalry units.

Only then did Wang Zhong discover that the 33rd Division was actually equipped with a "machine gun carriage", also known as the famous "Tower Gun Carriage". Should we say that the traditions of the cavalry troops have been well preserved, or should we say that they are stuck in the old ways?

The moment before the vision disappeared, the carriage was loaded, the driver cracked his whip, and the entire convoy began to move forward.

His vision disappeared. Wang Zhongqie returned to the warehouse and found that everyone was looking at him.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Pavlov thought that Wang Zhong had not heard the previous report, so he repeated it: "The cavalry unit encountered the enemy, won the battle, and is preparing to send the prisoners back."

Wang Zhong nodded and continued with Pavlov's words: "We will soon know where this group of cavalry came from."

Vasily: "Could it be the Saint Worshipers recruited in Khazaria? I heard that Proson has recruited Ante police in Khazaria. These bastards are more cruel to Ante people than Proson's military and police!"

Wang Zhong frowned slightly: "When we recover Khazaria, I will not let any of these people go, not even one! For Proson prisoners of war, we abide by international conventions, and for these guys, hum!"

Popov: "It's just a matter of words. They can be defined as spies, and then they can be dealt with at will."

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Agsukov, Proson is under occupation.

Mrs. Alexeevna (see Volume 4) heard a rough knock on the door.

She raised her head and glanced at the door. At this time, the floor behind the old lady was lifted up, and the resistance fighter with a gun stuck his head out.

Mrs. Alexeevna waved her hand and mouthed "Leave it to me".

The resistance fighter silently retreated into the hole and took the floor with him.

The sound of heavy objects being moved under the floor can be heard. In order to prevent the enemy from discovering that there is nothing underneath through the sound, this secret passage has a unique design, and there is a very thick stone slab underneath.

Agsukov is the center of resistance behind enemy lines. After a year of iteration, the resistance army worked together and came up with many tricks to deal with the Prosen people.

Aunt Alekseyevna calmly put the sweater she was knitting aside, stood up while answering the door loudly, and walked to the door at a leisurely pace.

"Who is it?"

She asked.

"Damn it, old woman, open the door!" There was a rough curse from outside, and it sounded like a local.

The old lady opened the door and saw two strong men in "security army" uniforms.

The old lady sneered: "Who did I think it was? Isn't this Mikhail from 63rd Street? When you were a kid, your father beat you in the street. I tried to persuade your father."

The leading security guard lowered his head in embarrassment, but another security guard with a scar on his face kicked the old lady: "Stop talking nonsense! Why did you take so long to open the door? Old woman, I suspect you are harboring traitors!"

The old lady was kicked back several steps and leaned against the wall to stabilize her body.

The security guard took a step forward, but was blocked by his companion.

Mikhail: "Forget it, the old man can't walk anymore, it's normal to walk slowly."

Scarface snorted and spat at the old lady: "Listen, I was disfigured by those guerrillas! I'll kill anyone I find! If you dare to help them, I'll kill you!"

Scarface pushed the old lady away, rushed into the house, and started to rummage through the boxes.

Mikhail nodded to the old lady and entered the room.

The old lady calmly watched them running around in the house.

Scarface was still cursing: "Damn, how come there is nothing valuable?"

The old lady: "Don't you think about how many times you have searched."

"Shut up! Old woman!"

At this time, a man with the rank of Major Proson, a cuff on his arm and glasses came over, and spoke in Ant language without any accent: "Old lady, our team members were just a little rough, they were also trying to protect the safety of civilians! Many civilians were injured in the explosion at the station yesterday!"

The old lady looked at this "Proson man" coldly and did not answer.

"Major Plossen" continued: "Old lady, are you the only one at home?"

Mrs.: "Didn't you kill all the tenants before? Xie Na on the third floor was lying there naked at the time, and I came out to help her collect her body at night."

"Major" laughed: "Old lady, I think you talk like a resistance member!"

Mrs.: "Besides you, are there any people in this city who are not resistance members? No, you and your master should kill us all."

"Plossen" shook his head: "You obviously misunderstood, old lady, I am already a Plossen person, if you cooperate with us, you can also become a Plossen person."

Mrs. sneered, showing her disdain without any scruples.

At this time, a "real" Proson came over and asked in Proson language: "Is there something wrong with this old woman?"

"No," the fake Major Proson replied, "The guerrillas will not show hatred so blatantly. She is just an old woman who can't do anything. Maybe all her sons have died in the war. She is waiting to be reunited with her sons!"

The Proson looked at Aunt Alexeyevna, nodded and left.

"Major Proson" turned around and said to the old woman: "Remember, I helped you today, and you may have to wait a little longer to reunite with your children."

The old woman spit hard, but she was old and had no strength, so the spit could only fall in front of the "Major's" shoes.

The "Major" laughed.