Arc of Gunfire

Just as the discussion came to an end, Yakov came over with a notebook: "I have translated all the Prosin documents collected by the Allied paratroopers. These documents mentioned a secret agreement, and the Prosin people should be based on this secret agreement. , Barras entered quietly."

Wang Zhong: "How long have they been in? If it had been a long time since the Prosins had been in Baras, I would laugh at MI6."

Yakov lowered his head to confirm the contents of his notebook and replied affirmatively: "It has been a week since the Prosin troops entered the airport."

Wang Zhong: "Then when did the Fifth Division of the Royal Forest Army be replaced by Prossens?"

"It's not written in the document, but it says that these troops at the airport were the second batch of troops to enter. It also said that they were supported by 'our own people' who had been in Baras for a long time."

Wang Zhong took the document and flipped through it quickly, then handed it to Popov. He raised his head and said to Yakov: "Go and see the headquarters of the occupied 5th Division of the Royal Forest Army to see if you can find anything valuable." ”

"Yes." Yakov saluted, turned and ran away.

Emilia: "There are many inaccessible places in Baras. If an airport is built there and civilian airlines like Lufthansa transport the Prossens there, it would be normal for MI6 not to know about it."

Wang Zhong shook his head: "No, this lady, you take this too much for granted. After the Prosen people arrive, they need food, clothing, and a place to live. It is impossible for these things to be without traces. Professional intelligence agencies will definitely find out. These clues.”

In fact, intelligence collection often does not require sneaking into dangerous places like in the 007 and Impossible Mission series. A lot of key intelligence is obtained by analyzing seemingly mundane public data.

Emilia: "I have no intention of excusing MI6, but Barras has not been the focus of our intelligence collection before. The United Kingdom has always regarded Barras as a subsidiary of Bahara, a force radiated by our power. range, and we have almost no opponents within this range.

"After all, Ant had just finished the civil war at that time. In the twenty years after the civil war, Ant rarely showed any desire for expansion."

After the civil war, the secular faction has been committed to winning over the old peasants, eradicating the holy faction, and restricting the old aristocrats who gathered around the tsar to regain their right to speak, etc.

In this case, Ant really has no room for expansion.

Wang Zhong: "You mean that the Prossens came in too early, and that was the period when MI6 didn't pay attention to Barras? Isn't this just excusing MI6?"

"I'm telling you the facts," Amelia said.

At this time, Yakov ran back with an old-looking notebook: "General, I found this on the desk of the suspected enemy's supreme commander. It's a log. You won't believe it. This log I started writing it six years ago, six years ago when the Prosans were secretly infiltrating Balas.”

"Really?" Wang Zhong snatched the notebook and looked at where it happened to be. Sure enough, the date was 909, six years ago.

Good guy, no wonder the Prosen people call themselves the Vulture Legion. In the history of the earth, San Dezi also practiced in Banya under the name of the Vulture Legion before starting to expand.

Long before the people here invaded Melania and broke up with the Carolingians, they sent people to Barras in an attempt to extract teeth from the United Kingdom's sphere of influence.

Emilia: "Look, at that time, MI6 probably didn't expect that the Prosans would actually come all the way to infiltrate Barras, and it deployed very little force here.

"As you said, detecting the truth from various clues requires manpower. Without manpower, there is no way to collect enough information, and there is no way to analyze the information in detail."

Wang Zhong: "In short, we have temporarily figured out why there are so many 'skin-changed' Prosens."

This situation reminded Wang Zhong of the third game in the Hearts of Iron series that he loved to play before time travel. In Hearts of Iron 3, there is a mechanism for volunteering to join the war. After volunteering to join the war, if your troops are sent to the territory of another country, the national flag will change to that country's.

Computer players of the game especially like to take advantage of this mechanism. Wang Zhong often sees a large number of "reskinned" enemy troops appearing on his own front.

Yakov: "There are still a lot of documents. I will work all night to translate them tonight. I will see if I can sort out something tomorrow, such as the total strength of the Vulture Legion."

"Okay." Wang Zhong looked at Yakov and expressed his recognition of his enthusiasm for work with his eyes and expressions. "Pavlov will probably have to set up the headquarters all night today. You all should do your best."

After speaking, Wang Zhong yawned greatly.

Emilia showed a look of disdain: "When your subordinates are working all night, you don't want to sleep, right?"

Wang Zhong: "As a commander, my duty is to keep a clear head at all times so that I can respond quickly to battlefield conditions. So I must sleep, otherwise I will make a wrong judgment because of fatigue and sleepiness, and the troops will suffer heavy casualties." "

Emilia didn't answer and stared at Wang Zhong.

"Well," Wang Zhong said, "Actually, it's because I can't help much with these specific tasks."

After all, Wang Zhong has not received professional staff training, and he can't even draw military maps well. Fortunately, he doesn't have to draw maps himself, otherwise he will definitely make a fool of himself.

Without the help of plug-ins, Wang Zhong would be just an ordinary military fan.

Emilia was a little surprised: "You can't help with the specific work? Aren't you the dean of the Suvorov Military Academy?"

Wang Zhong: "But I was ranked last when I was in the military academy."

Emilia shook her head: "No, no, I saw the information given by MI6, saying that you deliberately ranked last in the exam so that Crown Prince Ivan would not be ranked last. Your ability is so strong that you can get as many points as you want."

Wang Zhong waved his hand hurriedly: "No, no, no, that's just a rumor in Yebao. Anyway, I want to rest. Tomorrow I have to think about how to deal with the hell army summoned by the king's great wizard."

The Proson regular army that suddenly appeared can indeed be regarded as the "hell army".

Wang Zhong turned around and found that Nellie had been waiting not far behind him.

So he asked: "Nelly, is my place ready?"

"Okay, please follow me."

Wang Zhong sighed: "There are still intact houses left in this city."

Even the headquarters of the Fifth Division of the Imperial Guard was hit by two vortex shells, and more than half of the house collapsed. It was necessary to dig out precious documents from the soil.

Nelly: "No, I didn't find a suitable house, so I set up a tent next to the headquarters built by Pavlov. I heard that it won't rain here at this season, so there should be no need to worry."

Wang Zhong: "Tent... I haven't enjoyed this treatment for a long time. At least there is a warehouse to sleep in the Nanant Grassland."

The infrastructure of the Nanant Grassland is poor, but it is still much better than that of Balas. After all, Ante is still one of the great powers, and a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Nelly: "Let's go, please come this way."

Wang Zhong always felt that his little maid and orderly was very anxious today. Was it to let him leave Sufang and Emilia as soon as possible?

He thought about it, but still didn't ask the question, and silently followed Nelly's pace.

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When Wang Zhong arrived at the tent, he found it was much more impressive than he had imagined, so he asked Nellie: "Did you build it yourself?"

Nellie shook her head: "No, I hired a few workers to help build it. When they heard it was your tent, they worked very hard."

"Does my name have this effect?"

Nellie: "Come in, it's getting late now."

Wang Zhong lifted the door curtain and lowered his head to get into the tent.

There was a faint fragrance inside, which made people feel refreshed. Wang Zhong immediately found the source of the fragrance: a smoking incense burner.

Wang Zhong suddenly thought of the "magic of the great wizard" that had just been discussed, and he shuddered and hurriedly turned back to ask Nellie: "Where did you get this incense burner?"

"I prepared it." Nellie said, "Why, don't you like it?"

Wang Zhong: "Who gave you the incense burning in the incense burner?"

"I bought it at a church store in China. There are many different flavors. Do you want me to change it?"

Wang Zhong: "No, what kind of incense does a grown man's room need? You didn't prepare this for me before?"

Nellie: "Before leaving, I was strolling around the church store in Abawahan and saw this. The owner said that this can calm the nerves and improve sleep quality. I saw that you had serious dark circles under your eyes, so I bought it. Did I buy the wrong one?"

Because the scene of Nellie bowing her head to admit her mistake was too strange, Wang Zhong couldn't help but look at it for a few more seconds.

Wang Zhong: "Okay, let's try the effect of incense today."

He sat down on the camp bed, took off his shirt and covered it on the stool beside the bed, and then lay on his back on the bed.

Wang Zhong looked at the "ceiling" of the tent and began to examine everything he encountered today.

The sudden appearance of the Proson army and the rumors about the king's great wizard, how come this expedition has become more complicated?

Wang Zhong was thinking, and suddenly felt the wind blowing on him.

He looked in the direction of the wind and saw Nellie gently waving a fan, sending waves of wind to Wang Zhong.

Her posture reminded Wang Zhong of his childhood, when his mother fanned him with a fan because she was worried that she would catch a cold when she was young.

At that time, Wang Zhong often fell asleep beautifully in the cool air, while his mother was exhausted and sweating.

The memories that came over made Wang Zhong look at Nellie with a gentle expression.

Nellie: "Why, do you want me to sing a lullaby for you?"

Wang Zhong: "Is there still this service? Then you sing it."

Nellie looked disgusted, but still sang.

Wang Zhong listened to Nellie's gentle singing and slowly fell asleep. At that moment, everything about the war was far away.