Arc of Gunfire

On August 3, 1915, the band began to play as soon as Wang Zhong's boots stepped on the platform.

However, Wang Zhong's attention was not on the band at all. He stared at Lyudmila, who was pregnant, and rushed forward in two steps, wanting to hug his beloved.

But when he got close, he suddenly thought that if he hugged her like this, he would hurt her with too much force, so he changed his mind and braked suddenly.

Lyudmila: "I don't mind if you just hug her."

Wang Zhong: "You don't mind, but I can't ask the child's opinion. Honey, I'm back."

As he said this, he solemnly hugged his wife - to be precise, his fiancée, after all, they were only engaged.

When the hug ended, Wang Zhong was about to let go, but Lyudmila tightened her arms and took the initiative to kiss him.

Wang Zhong felt that his tongue was about to be sucked off.

A minute later, Lyudmila smacked her lips and let go of her hand to distance herself.

Wang Zhong: "Your expression doesn't look like you just kissed your husband, but like you just ate a pig's head. How salty is it? Is it marinated thoroughly?"

Lyudmila frowned slightly: "You said the same thing the first time I kissed you."

Wang Zhong was shocked: "Really?"

Lyudmila smiled but didn't answer.

Oh no, it's been so long since I traveled through time, and the crosstalk jokes I watched before the time travel are still chasing me.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Wang Zhong forced the topic to his unborn child. He touched Lyudmila's belly and asked, "When is the due date?"

"A few days later," the girl laughed, "You really came back on time."

Wang Zhong: "Then you have to thank Proson. If they hadn't been fooled by my plan to deceive the enemy... If they hadn't been fooled by the plan to deceive the enemy that I proposed and Vasily implemented, I would probably still be leading the rear guard troops to fight and march."

Lyudmila smiled and said, "Just like last year, right?"

At this moment, a lot of pictures quickly flashed through Wang Zhong's mind, all of which were memories of fighting and marching last year, and Lyudmila was in every picture.

When Wang Zhong was a child, he learned a text called "Wedding on the Execution Ground". The teacher analyzed the enemy's brutality, the hero's courage and optimism on the stage, but the ignorant Wang Zhong envied the protagonist and thought that it was too romantic for lovers to hold hands and die generously, and let the enemy's gunshots be the wedding salute.

Later, Wang Zhong wrote his true feelings and failed the exam.

Now, Wang Zhong suddenly found that he had the bloody love he had always dreamed of.

So he said, "I suddenly thought, if we postpone the wedding a little, and use the sound of the cannons fired at Prosinia as the wedding salute, wouldn't it be particularly romantic?"

Lyudmila didn't express her opinion, and the people around her cheered: "Good!"

Vasily said: "Catch Emperor Prosin again and shoot him in front of the church to help cheer."

"Good!"

"That's great!"

"Ura!"

People around knew what Wang Zhong said, but people in the distance didn't know. They just heard the shouting of Ura, and the atmosphere was very high, so they shouted "Ura!"

Wang Zhong hurriedly made gestures to suppress the cheers that started inexplicably, and the situation was just under control , Lyudmila said: "I don't agree, I can't wait that long. Otherwise, you should quickly defeat Proshen and attack Proshenny next year..."

Wang Zhong quickly covered her mouth: "Don't, if you say this, people in the tavern will say tomorrow night that I predicted victory next year."

Vassily: "Tomorrow? Humph, you underestimate everyone too much, you should say so tonight!"

Wang Zhong frowned slightly and turned to look at Vasily: "We are reunited as a couple, why do you always interrupt?"

"Because the person who reunited with me didn't come." Vasily looked at Wang Zhong seriously, "I am very anxious now."

Wang Zhong wanted to joke, but Lyudmila grabbed him.

Although Proshen has reduced the number of bombings on Yebao recently, it still bombs occasionally for the sake of meaning. Maybe the girl has died in the bombing.

If this is the case, it is not good to tease Vasily with this.

In addition, if the girl cuckolds Vasily, it seems not good to tease him.

So Wang Zhong patted Vasily on the shoulder: "I'll come!"

Damn, it felt like Gojo Satoru said "I'll win".

Fuck, I still remember the name Gojo Satoru!

Wang Zhong's sudden surge of homesickness was interrupted by a loud shout in the distance:

"Vassily! My dear Vasily!"

Wang Zhong looked at Vasily: "Is your mother here?"

Lyudmila pinched Wang Zhong's arm wildly.

Vassily glanced at Wang Zhong, and the smile on his mouth couldn't be concealed: "It's my Ante woman!"

After saying that, he took off his hat and waved it high, shouting while waving: "I'm here! I'm here!"

He shouted and ran towards the girl.

Others made way when they saw this, and finally, the two of them collided like two shells, and then started to bite each other.

Wang Zhong pointed at Vasily and asked Lyudmila: "Were we like this just now?"

"I think it's about the same." Lyudmila smiled, then took Wang Zhong's hand, "Let's go home! You are not allowed to work today!"

Wang Zhong: "Don't worry, Pavlov has taken all the work! He is still on his way to Abavakhan, working around the clock with the entire headquarters.

"The fighters just need to rest, but the staff and clerks have a lot to consider."

Lyudmila thought for a moment and said, "Should I prepare some gifts for them? The supply situation in the capital is much better than when you set out. We can give them underwear of better quality."

Underwear, which was not important before, was all chemical fiber products that were easy to mass-produce. It was not warm in winter and very hot in summer. It was uncomfortable to sweat, just like a layer of water sticking to your skin.

Wang Zhong: "I think the logistics department will replenish these things for them. You might as well write a thank-you letter and let Pavlov read it to them, or organize their families in the rear to take some photos and send them to them."

Lyudmila nodded gently: "No more, let's go home."

She dragged Wang Zhong to the station gate, and everyone hurried to make way for the two.

Suddenly, a wild United States photographer appeared!

The spotlight puffed out smoke, and the special smell immediately penetrated Wang Zhong's nostrils.

"It's a good photo!"

While the photographer was muttering to himself, reporter Mike appeared: "General, welcome back. I heard that you are going to Abawahan soon to command the invasion of Baras?"

Wang Zhong: "We attack Baras to prevent Baras from falling to the evil Proson Empire. This is part of the world's just war. The word invasion is not accurate."

Reporter Mike: "Of course! I made a slip of the tongue. What do you think of this joint action with the United Kingdom? I mean, do you think the United Kingdom's army can be trusted?"

Wang Zhong: "Of course, I think the Royal Air Force performed quite well, and I look forward to cooperating with them. And the Royal Navy, although they were beaten by the Fuso Empire, they just sank Proson's naval pride, and their strength should be reliable."

"Did you deliberately not mention the United Kingdom Army?" Reporter Mike asked with a smile.

Wang Zhong: "Of course not. I heard that the ace of Baraha, the Gurkha Infantry, participated in the operation this time. I am looking forward to their performance."

In this joint operation, the United Kingdom mainly dispatched troops stationed in Baraha. In addition to a small number of regular United Kingdom Army, the main force was local troops in Baraha.

Wang Zhong was skeptical about the combat effectiveness of the local troops in Baraha. After all, hundreds of troops from the three brothers on the earth were attacked by five people in our army in a pincer attack. In the end, they all surrendered and left a famous saying: The enemy not only did not surrender to me, but also dared to fight back.

As a Seres, there is really no way to look down on Baraha.

Reporter Mike carefully observed Wang Zhong's expression and said, "I can see that he despises Baraha and the United Kingdom's army from the bottom of his heart!"

"I didn't say anything!" Wang Zhong raised his voice, "Don't make it up!"

Reporter Mike ignored Wang Zhong's words and continued to ask, "What do you think about the United States sending the army to participate in this attack?"

Wang Zhong: "I doubt whether the United States can send the army to a place so far away from the mainland..."

Lyudmila: "It's not good to talk about this here? Won't it leak secrets?"

Wang Zhong: "No, this is basically an open conspiracy. The key is that even if Proson knew that they could not send many troops to Baras, at most some light troops. "

Reporter Mike shook his head: "I actually can't understand the top leaders of Baras. In this case, turning to Proson is just seeking death, isn't it?"

Wang Zhong: "Haven't you read the report on the domestic situation in Baras? The United Kingdom and the secular factions here are supporting local forces. We all want to eliminate the autocratic monarchy. They are just struggling for the last time."

Lyudmila interrupted Wang Zhong again: "Let's talk in the car. I can take another car so that you can talk all the way."

"That's fine." Wang Zhong nodded.

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At the same time, in Proson, Eagle's Nest.

"Our empire's most advanced battleship! The pride of the navy, the rudder was actually broken by an old-fashioned biplane!" Emperor Proson knocked on the table hard, "Where is your air defense?"

The Admiral lowered his head and said nothing.

Giles spoke up: "Before that, we also destroyed the pride of the United Kingdom's navy and severely damaged the most advanced King George V. I think..." The emperor sat down and held his forehead with his hand: "We have always advertised that our science and technology are the best in the world! Then what? Our new heavy tanks were crushed by the new tanks of the Ants who have always looked down on us! The rudder of our newest battleship was broken by a biplane! "The people will doubt whether we are the best race in the world!" The propaganda minister stood up: "Don't worry, in the eyes of the people, our navy pride fought to the end and destroyed five enemy battleships before sinking. The people will praise the bravery of the navy officers and soldiers and burst into tears." The emperor was silent for a few seconds and sighed: "It can only be like this. Let the Academy of Sciences speed up the research of anti-ship missiles. Relying only on the traditional navy, we may never have a chance to defeat the United Kingdom and the United States." The foreign minister stepped forward: "Maybe we can rely on the fleet of the Fuso Empire. "

The emperor snorted: "The navy has evaluated the information sent by the Fuso Empire and concluded that they are no match for the United States Navy. If the war is to continue, we must promote the blue plan, capture Abawahan, seize oil, and cut off the lifeline of Ante!"

The emperor paused: "Of course, there is also the battle to support the Baras royal family. Once Abawahan is occupied, we can ship the army to Baras. "

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and the confidential secretary came in with a telegram: "Report! Admiral Erwin sent an urgent message."

"Read it!" The emperor waved his hand.

The confidential secretary lowered his head and read aloud: "I saw the Nile River."