Arc of Gunfire

Afterwards, as Wang Zhong predicted, under the influence of Mayer Abdullah, a large number of Baras soldiers surrendered to the Ant Army.

Every time a group of Ant soldiers surrendered, Wang Zhong would tease Emilia.

Later, Emilia was annoyed and shouted to Wang Zhong in self-destruction: "Okay, okay, I know I was wrong! You are the famous general, I am just a pilot! How can I, a pilot, understand these things! You are right! You are right!"

Wang Zhong couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this.

By September 2, the expeditionary force led by Wang Zhong had advanced more than 200 kilometers into Baras. Because they advanced too fast, the logistics began to fall behind.

So at noon on September 3, Wang Zhong ordered the entire army to stop and rest for a day, and set off again in the early morning of September 5.

That night, the expeditionary force headquarters was set up in a small town called Zaim.

This is a typical Baras city. Most of the buildings are earthen houses. Only the houses of the local royal family and tribal elders are brick and stone structures, so they were requisitioned as headquarters.

Wang Zhong was assigned a spacious and bright room as a dormitory. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a canopy bed in the room.

So he turned his head and asked Gregory: "What's the matter with this bed?"

"This room is the lady's boudoir," Gregory said, "We have taken out the dressing table and other things, but I feel good about this bed. It should be very comfortable to sleep on. You have been working so hard for so long, it's time to have a good sleep."

Wang Zhong stared at the bed and thought for a few seconds, and said: "Give this room to Pavlov, he needs a good rest, I will sleep in his room. His room is not a boudoir, right?"

Gregory looked embarrassed: "General, this bed is velvet, I haven't slept on such a high-end bed in Ant!"

"Then you sleep! Bring me my camp bed! I'll sleep next to you!"

"Isn't this bad? You sleep on the camp bed and I can only sleep on the floor."

Wang Zhong stared at Gregory: "Why did you learn a bad habit like Vasily?"

"I taught Vasily how to dig feces." Gregory said proudly.

Wang Zhong stared at him for a few seconds and shook his head: "Anyway, I gave the order to call Pavlov over. This is my concern for his health."

A minute later, Pavlov looked at the velvet canopy bed: "It's really nice. Are you sure you don't want to sleep? Yes, you are a duke, you have slept before."

After that, Pavlov took off his hat without any psychological burden, sat down on the big bed, and sincerely praised: "It's really nice, I can sleep well tonight."

Wang Zhong suddenly didn't want to give him the bed, but this The matter was childish to begin with, and if he didn't give in, it would be even more childish, so he nodded: "Have a good rest. I'll sleep on the camp bed in your room."

Pavlov smiled and said: "Just now this is another story that can be written in my memoirs. When I write my memoirs in the future, I will record your childish behavior. You don't want to sleep when you see the canopy."

Wang Zhong: "I'm not even thirty years old yet. Compared to you, I'm just a child."

"I dare not say that the most famous general in Ant is a child." Pavlov shrugged, "By the way, I came here to tell I'll tell you, the reorganized Balas First Brigade will arrive this afternoon."

Wang Zhong: "It's only been a few days, and they've already reorganized? Is Popov, the lazy fellow, so strong?"

Pavlov shook his head: "It's not that he's strong, it's that Mayer Abdullah who's strong. The Balas troops all surrendered as a whole, and the officers are from the Free Officers Corps. They have studied hard for a long time to save their motherland, and the troops are well-trained - I mean, they are well-trained in the Balas army."

Pavlov After a pause, he added: "They are also better trained than the temporary infantry divisions we have just formed with only 5,000 people."

Wang Zhong: "And you gathered these ready-made troops into a brigade?"

"Yes, there are also ready-made brigade commanders, all of whom were won over by that Meyer. To be honest, your winning over Meyer was simply a stroke of genius, and we were able to advance so quickly thanks to your hand.

"We were like entering an empty land along the way, and even the troops stationed at the Balas rush abandoned their positions and ran 20 kilometers to surrender."

Pavlov sat on a very sissy velvet bed and said to Wang Zhong with admiration.

Wang Zhong: "Some people still oppose me to do this."

"Those people in the United Kingdom? They are not used to your unconventional practices. When they get used to it, it won't be like this. By the way, do you really have nothing with Emilia?"

Wang Zhong: "No."

Pavlov: "I won't tell Ms. Vasilyevna. "

Vasilyevna is Lyudmila's father's name, and Wang Zhong was very surprised that he could correspond to Lyudmila all of a sudden, which means that he has begun to become a real Maozi.

Wang Zhong: "No. Ms. Emilia is just worried that I will be ambushed, so she follows me all day and uses her keen intuition of danger to protect me."

"Okay," Pavlov shrugged, "Anyway, the first brigade of Balas will arrive in the afternoon. You should mobilize them. They admire you very much."

Wang Zhong: "No problem. But... do they understand Ant language?"

"Most officers understand Ant language and Proson language in order to learn advanced military technology. Soldiers... they can listen to the translation."

Pavlov stopped, looked at the time, and said: "Three hours later, remember!"

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At the same time, an unknown mountain top near Zaimu.

Colonel Hoffman, the special commissioner of the Provincial Department in the Prosen Palace, looked seriously at the Balas people in front of him: "We have received accurate information that Rokossov is in Zaimu City. Can you really hit him?"

"Of course." The Barras threw a small piece of meat, and a goshawk swooped down from the sky and began to feast. The Barras looked at Colonel Hoffman's face, "I'm like an eagle, If I can see him from three kilometers away, my bullet will hit his head like a winner."

Colonel Hoffman looked at the eagle on the ground: "Really? Are you just an animal-taming street performer trying to defraud the Prosen Empire of money? The Empire will never forgive people like you. The last time I tried The man who deceived the Imperial Academy was put in the gas chamber, and we made a blanket out of his hair."

Balas Falconer grinned: "Don't worry, as long as that Rokosov dares to appear in the open field, he will be a dead man."

As he spoke, the falconer loaded the rifle.

Colonel Hoffman took a few steps back with an expression that said, "I'll just wait and see what you do."

The falconer threw all the meat out of the bag, then lay down next to the feasting eagle and set up his gun.

Colonel Hoffman: "Do you really don't need a scope? I brought the latest achievements of Zeiss optics. This place is at least 2,500 meters away from the city, and I only use the naked eye..."

"Plosen people who believe in science, today I will let you see something that even science may not be able to do. I said, my bullet will find the target on its own like an eagle. All I need to do is to find the Luo Sen. Admiral Kossov, aim your gun roughly in his direction."

The falconer showed his mechanical sight to Colonel Hoffman: "Look, I didn't even adjust the scale, because the scale of my gun can only go up to 800 meters."

Colonel Hoffman pursed his lips: "If it is true, you can go to the heart of the empire. The Imperial Academy of Sciences will set up a special research group to study your magic until it is included in the scope of science and technology. ”

The falconer just laughed and didn't reply.

At this time, Agent Prosin, who was observing Zaimu with an artillery scope, shouted: "Rokosov is out! He is out, and he seems to be lecturing the troops! Directly in front of the three-story mansion in the middle. The troops he wants to lecturing It seems to be the Baras people, the Baras servant army they summoned!"

Colonel Hoffman: "Don't make a fuss. He appointed a leader of the Barras Free Officers League and gathered under his command those who wanted to overthrow King Barras or drive away the forces of the United Kingdom.

"He ignited the civil war in Baras, the devil."

Colonel Hoffman looked at the falconer: "The target has appeared. Can you hit it?"

As he spoke, the colonel pulled out his Ruger pistol and kept the gun ready.

Whether the falconer survives depends on his next shot.

The eagle that was eating meat suddenly flew up, grabbed the colonel's hand, and pecked off the Luger pistol.

The colonel made a sound like a killing pig.

Falconer: "Keep your voice down. Although we are three kilometers away from Rokossov, they may have a sound array master over there who can hear your cry."

The colonel shut up immediately.

The falconer simply closed his eyes and adjusted the aiming position of the gun.

He had apparently developed a spiritual connection with a certain bird of prey in the sky.

Originally, his finger had been outside the trigger guard, but now he slowly reached inside the guard and placed it on the trigger.

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Wang Zhong walked out of the headquarters and looked at the soldiers of Barras's 1st Brigade lined up in the headquarters compound.

Then he saw an acquaintance: Mike, the United States reporter, and his war photographer partner.

Mike smiled and said: "We heard that you had gathered a large number of Balas troops, so we came here specially, and we happened to see these Balas people lining up here."

Wang Zhong: "You reporters from the United States, there is one thing you are good at: you can run faster than anyone else! I think my troops are not advancing half as fast as you!"

Mike: "No, you've already exceeded the advance speed of last year when the Plosans launched their invasion."

Wang Zhong was shocked: "Have I exceeded it?"

"Yes, you have exceeded it, but this is related to the large number of surrenders of Barras troops - is it called that? Or should it be called an uprising?"

Wang Zhong grinned from ear to ear, but he didn't expect to surpass the Prossens in the rookie. Although fish frying can't be considered a real skill, right, but——

At this moment, Emilia, who was standing on Tank No. 422, suddenly turned her gun and fired continuously at a far distance.

Almost at the same time, Wang Zhong felt as if he saw an eagle rushing toward his face.

He immediately turned his head and the bullet hit the upper edge of his right ear.

Blood spattered out, leaving two blood marks on Wang Zhong's face.

Gregory rushed up and pushed Wang Zhong to the ground with all his strength, blocking the direction of the bullet with his body.

Yakov also rushed forward. In fact, everyone rushed forward and tried to surround Wang Zhong.

The sound of Emilia's firing was endless.

The soldiers of the 1st Brigade of Barras finally reacted and fell to the ground.

Wang Zhong: "I'm fine, you're going to crush me to death! Do it! Do you guys, strong men like you, know how much you weigh?"

Emilia shouted: "I killed him! I killed them! The danger is over!"

Wang Zhong: "Let me get up! Quick!"

The person holding him down allowed him to stand up again.

Wang Zhong let out a long breath and raised his right fist.

The Ante military flag was flying high on the roof of the headquarters.

Wang Zhong: "You can't destroy me! These conspiracies and tricks can't destroy me!"

He heard the sound of the shutter.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Mike's partner pressing the shutter frantically.

He had a hunch that he would soon occupy the front page headlines of all national newspapers again.