Arc of Gunfire

At 1230 noon on the 27th, Yeisk, the square in front of the headquarters of the Ant First Mobile Army.

It is said to be a square, but it is actually the courtyard of the warehouse.

Wang Zhong looked at the completed death squad with satisfaction.

Popov said: "They are fully aware of the nature of the mission, and everyone is carrying glory bombs."

Wang Zhong nodded. He did feel the determination and enthusiasm from the soldiers' eyes.

But Wang Zhong felt that he still had to say something.

It is one thing to "don't want casualties, just Tashan", but it is another thing to let the commanders and soldiers eat before leaving.

So Wang Zhong said: "Let me tell you the truth, we are now stuck in a dilemma. On the one hand, we must retreat, otherwise we will be surrounded, and it will also drag down the brother troops responsible for blocking.

"On the other hand, if we run away, the Bolsk Front may suffer heavy losses. Of course, some of you will ask, why not defeat the enemy? Why not wipe out all the enemy just like we did with a few enemy divisions? What's up?

"Regarding these issues, I tell you all from the bottom of my heart that I want to do this too, but I can't defeat them. Our army group can indeed have a decent exchange ratio with the Prosens, but other troops face the Prossens. Like butter hitting a red iron rod.

"We have tried it. The 401st Division has only been involved in the war for a short time, and it has directly reversed the exchange ratio between us and the enemy. The losses have not yet been made up.

“Our left wing was responsible for blocking the movement for 50 episodes, but it fell apart before we lasted even one day.

“We have too many new soldiers, and bravery is indeed brave, but modern warfare is different from the era of the conqueror. There is no way to win a war with courage alone.

“The troops need to train and accumulate combat experience, and so do the commanders. I think this year—or even next year—we won’t be able to compete one-on-one with the Proscenians.

"But I can predict with you that the year after tomorrow! Our army, which has been tested for a long time in the year after tomorrow, will drown the enemy like a huge wave!"

When Wang Zhong said this, he felt confident! Knowing the historical process will give you the confidence to speak!

The soldiers were infected by Wang Zhong, and they all showed expectant expressions. They were already dreaming about the day when the enemy would be wiped out with overwhelming force.

Wang Zhong changed the topic: "But now we have no choice but to defeat the enemy. This is a fact. A good commander needs to admit the fact, admit that the enemy is strong and we are weak, and then find a way to break the situation in this situation.

"My way to break the situation is you! I can't tell you the specific details of the mission. I can only say that for the success of the mission, none of you can be captured by the enemy! If you can't run away, I ask you to fire the glory bomb! "

Wang Zhong paused. At this time, he suddenly noticed that the soldier's chest hanger in front of him was not hung properly, so he reached out to help the soldier adjust it, and then patted the soldier's shoulder.

Wang Zhong: "Normally, I would not ask you like this. We have fought until we have run out of ammunition and food, so there is nothing wrong with surrendering. Although I composed the song, 'I still have one last grenade.'"

Everyone else smiled, obviously everyone knew how to sing this song.

Wang Zhong raised his hands, flattened his palms down, and pressed them down gently. He waited until the laughter subsided before continuing: "This song is just my own choice. When encountering this situation, I will sound the final grenade. Die with the enemy."

This is true. Now Wang Zhong is convinced that he has enough action and courage to do this.

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers rushed to shout: "I will do the same!"

"I can do it too!"

Wang Zhong pressed his palm down again, and waited until the noise subsided before continuing: "However, I didn't force everyone to do this before. This time is different. This time I hope that each of you will sound the grenade when he is about to be captured. , don’t let the enemy catch you alive, don’t let the enemy interrogate you!

"I believe you can withstand the interrogation, I believe you have the will, but this mission is too important to allow for any mistakes."

Everyone fell silent.

Popov said at this time: "They all know this. They volunteered to participate knowing this, and they have already written down their bereaved families and handed over their personal belongings to the department specifically in charge of these."

Wang Zhong nodded and was about to continue speaking when someone suddenly shouted: "Look, it's the general's horse!"

Everyone turned their heads together, and Wang Zhong also turned his head. Sure enough, he saw Bucephalas being led out and tied with other horses participating in the operation.

At this time, the soldiers were in a panic. Someone's loud voice burst out in the yard: "General, you can't go!"

"That's right, we can just deal with the matter of death!"

"If you are killed, the morale of the troops will collapse!"

"Everyone said that you must be the one who led us into Prosonia!"

Wang Zhong originally planned to make gestures to suppress his voice again, but this time the trick didn't work and everyone was shouting.

So he had to use his loud voice and shout: "Quiet! Quiet!"

But everyone was so excited at this time that most people didn't realize that Wang Zhong himself was calling for silence.

Those who noticed that Wang Zhong was shouting for silence began to shout: "The general wants to speak, please calm down!"

It was chaotic for more than a minute. Finally, the situation was under control again. Everyone shut up and looked at Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong: "This operation is too risky, so I will not participate. I will be played by a volunteer with a similar figure to me. However, for the sake of authenticity, my horse Busi Falas will participate in this operation." Action. It will be with you. When the situation is bad, just remember to run with it. After all, it has escaped so many crises.”

After the words fell, Busivaras neighed.

Wang Zhong had an idea: "Yes, Bucephalas, you are right!"

Everyone laughed.

This time Wang Zhong waited for the laughter to subside naturally before saluting everyone: "Mother Ant is with you. If you can survive, we will see you in Prosonia!"

When a general like Wang Zhong Rokossov took the initiative to salute, all the suicide squad members raised their chins.

Ants are just like the furry ones on Earth. They like to point their nostrils upward when saluting, with a posture that even the King of Heaven and I are not afraid of.

Now they use this gesture to return the favor to Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong put down his hand: "Let's go!"

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The first line of defense of the 16th Panzergrenadier Division in Prosen. Battalion Commander Hans, who is stationed here, is hiding from the sun under a shed made of raincloth.

The cigarette in his hand was half smoked, and seven or eight cigarette butts were thrown on the ground in front of him.

Since the 16th Panzer Grenadier Division forcibly stopped attacking and switched to defense, it has had small-scale exchanges of fire with Ant's reconnaissance force every day.

Every other day, the regiment headquarters would ask to organize a patrol to catch Ant's tongue.

But after grabbing the tongue all these times, it seems that the higher-ups didn't ask why Ant didn't attack.

I heard that on the right wing (for Ant, it was the left wing), the newly transferred army group has begun to attack, and is tearing Ant's position apart. Rokosov's end is coming.

Battalion Commander Hans thought about this and took another long puff of cigarette. The long cigarette was directly smoked until only the filter was left.

He threw away the cigarette butt, stood up and picked up the binoculars - as battalion commander Hans, he must be alert to possible attacks by the Anters at any time.

Suddenly, Commander Hans' posture froze, as if he was under a petrification spell.

He saw a red flag! A red flag!

Isn't this a red flag that only Rokossov would raise?

Battalion Commander Hans put down his binoculars and ran wildly along the communication trench, passing through the surprised soldiers, and rushed to the artillery observation post.

He pushed away the observer who was using the artillery scope, and adjusted the direction and magnification of the artillery scope. After a few seconds, he found the target, immediately adjusted the magnification, and zoomed in again——

There is no mistake, it is definitely Rokosov. The man riding on the tall white horse must be Rokosov!

Battalion Commander Hans had heard rumors that Rokossov would personally go to the front line to conduct reconnaissance and collect intelligence for the armored assault he would personally lead.

In other words, Rokosov really planned to attack, otherwise why would he come to collect intelligence in person?

Battalion Commander Hans felt bad. He handed over the artillery mirror to the observer and picked up the observation post's phone: "Hey! Hello! Pick up the division headquarters! What? Damn field mouse! Have the people checking the line set off? ? Send another group! Otherwise I will knock your sand jar (meaning to shoot)."

After scolding the communications platoon leader, Battalion Commander Hans threw the phone back onto the landline.

He thought for a while and felt that he could not let go of this opportunity, so he shouted loudly: "First company commander! Quick! Get thirty half-tracks, five motorcycles, and ten Panzer II tanks! Let's rush out and kill Rokosov!"

"Get your mortars and mountain artillery ready. I'll fire when I give the order over the radio! Hurry!"

The entire Prosen position became active.

Battalion Commander Hans once again pushed aside the artillery observer and used the artillery scope to observe Rokosov and his guards.

There are no tanks, there are some armored vehicles and jeeps - well, they are all targets that the Panzer II tank's cannon can easily deal with.

I wonder what kind of medals you can get for capturing a famous general like Rokossov.

Battalion Commander Hans felt that his first-level Iron Cross was heating up, and it seemed that it was about to be upgraded to the Diamond Double Swords and Oak Leaf Iron Cross!

At this time, the first company commander entered the artillery observation post: "Ready!"

Battalion Commander Hans: "Very good, you have to be fast. Rokossov is less than two kilometers in front of our position. After the artillery fires, you rush over at full speed! Fight hard! Those who are alive are better, and they can be killed." Go ahead! Make a difference today!”

The company commander saluted, turned around and ran away.

Battalion Commander Hans once again used the artillery mirror to look at the duck that was about to be obtained——

Mortars and infantry artillery started firing!

The armored convoy, led by the No. 2 tank, rushed out of the bunker and rushed toward the chaotic enemy with murderous intent.

"Rokosov! I'm coming!" Battalion Commander Hans's eyes were almost embedded in the eyepiece of the artillery scope. He whispered, "Come on, Rokosov!"