Arc of Gunfire

Wang Zhong actually doesn’t remember clearly what happened after June 29.

The Lord wanted him to return to the station, have a hearty meal first, and then fall asleep in the bathtub while taking a bath.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn on the 30th.

Wang Zhong looked at the clean shirt on his body, then at the new bandage on his shoulder, and scratched his head in confusion.

what happened? Who changed my clothes? Who changed my medicine?

Where am I?

He sat up and found that he was more energetic than ever. Except for the throbbing pain in his legs, he could hardly find any discomfort.

The high fever a few days ago seemed like it had never happened.

He got out of bed and found that the new military uniforms had been stacked on the cabinet next to the bed.

Wang Zhong scratched his head. He remembered that he didn't bring any military uniform. In fact, he didn't bring any luggage. After all, that was the situation when he left Ronezh, right?

He picked up the military uniform doubtfully, quickly put it on, and found that it fit him very well, as if it had been tailor-made.

Wang Zhong could only think of one person who could make such a fitting military uniform.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Wang Zhong: "Come in."

The door opened, and Lyudmila entered the room with breakfast. When she saw him wearing the new military uniform, she said happily: "How is it? It fits very well. I asked the munitions department to prepare it!"

Sure enough, it's you.

Wang Zhong: "Did you take me out of the bathtub last night?"

"No, it's Sergeant Major Gregory. He changed your clothes for you, I mean the shirt and boxers."

Wang Zhong nodded, but immediately realized something was wrong and looked at the girl: "How do you know the shirt and boxer briefs I'm wearing?"

"Because I prepared it." Lyudmila said proudly, then put the tray on the table, "Let's have breakfast."

On the tray were oatmeal, bread, fried eggs, bacon and - milk.

Wang Zhong avoided the bread and directly stuck the fried egg with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he was satisfied that it was a soft-boiled egg. The heat was just right and the yolk was in the middle state between liquid and solid.

After finishing the eggs, Wang Zhong picked up the bacon.

Lyudmila: "You have to eat some staple food! You didn't eat any staple food yesterday!"

As she spoke, she picked up the bread, added bacon to it, and stuffed it into Wang Zhong's hand: "I personally selected the bread this time. It definitely suits your preference!"

She also knows my preferences...can't she really be my fiancée?

Wang Zhong looked Lyudmila up and down, and recalled that when he first met her, he wanted to add her on WeChat. Now it was better, in one step, the old problem was solved directly!

Before Wang Zhong could immerse himself in the happiness brought by the girl's tenderness for a while, the air raid siren sounded.

Then came the sound of anti-aircraft gun fire.

Lyudmila was very nervous: "Go to the air-raid shelter quickly!"

Wang Zhong: "It doesn't matter, the Prossens' target is the ammunition depot and train station of the headquarters, not us. Yesterday, the people from the headquarters also said that if we leave early, we won't be bombed by the Prossins, which is good!"

While he was talking, he switched to a bird's-eye view, and found out that probably because all the troops were resting, they lost quite a bit of vision, except for the sentry at the school gate.

Wang Zhongxin wanted to remind Yegorov that the enemy was very cunning, and troops like the Brandenburg Commando would infiltrate if they were not protected.

You can never be lazy in the arrangement of sentries.

Just as he was thinking about it, the Prosin plane appeared.

Then Wang Zhong was shocked because he saw that this bomber had six engines!

Wang Zhong switched back to the naked eye view and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Not sure, take another look!

Lyudmila had a question mark on her face.

After returning to the bird's eye view, Wang Zhong did see the six-engine heavy bomber.

He counted the turret configuration and found that this thing actually had four quadruple machine gun turrets, one on the nose and tail, and on the trailing edge of the wings.

There are also two twin machine gun turrets, one on the back and one on the belly.

BV238 Air Force version?

BV238 is Sandoko's seaplane. There were plans to convert it into a land-based version, but it was not implemented. After all, Earth's Santoku even gave up plans for heavy bombers like the Mei 264 and concentrated on building fighter jets to support local air defense operations.

But did the people from this space-time Prosin actually rub this thing out?

Combining the territorial map of the Prosen Empire that he saw at the Army Headquarters yesterday, Wang Zhong began to wonder whether Prosen in this time and space was actually the so-called "great virtue" or even a "giant virtue".

When Wang Zhong plays "Europa Universalis" or "Victoria", he will work in this direction as long as he chooses Prussia. This time and space thing actually appeared naturally?

It doesn't seem strange that there are six heavy bombardments.

So the question is, has the United Kingdom been invaded in India?

Because he didn't see the world map, Wang Zhong wasn't sure about this issue.

At this time, enemy planes began to drop bombs, and the targets were indeed the train station and the dispatch yard and locomotive factory next to the station.

Amidst the rumbling explosion, Wang Zhongche came back and saw Lyudmila tilting her head and looking at herself.

Wang Zhong: "What's wrong?"

"What are you doing in a daze? You just rubbed your eyes. What's wrong with you?" the girl asked doubtfully.

Wang Zhong: "Don't worry, I just took a nap."

"Sleeping while sitting?"

"Uh, pretty much."

"While being bombed?"

"I'm used to this kind of rumbling sound. Aren't you used to it?" Wang Zhong asked.

"That's right." Lyudmila sighed, "Yesterday after you went to bed, I went to the telegraph office in the city to send a telegram home, but it turned out that the telegraph office had been requisitioned, so I took out my identity as a maid. It’s no use, they just won’t let me send a telegram.”

Wang Zhong couldn't help but frown. Maid-in-waiting is the hierarchy of female officials in Tsarist Russia. Unmarried noble ladies are generally maid-in-waiting. Young ladies from minor aristocrats may not be qualified as maid-in-waiting, so they are maids.

It seems that Lyudmila's family should also be a count.

She's a perfect match, the possibility of her being my fiancée has increased again!

Wang Zhong shook his head and got rid of this idea. Now is not the time to spend time with children. Today will probably be spent on traveling. When we get to Loktov, we must replenish our troops and get equipment as soon as possible...

At this moment, someone outside the door shouted: "Report!"

Wang Zhong recognized the voice of Sergeant Major Gregory.

Lyudmila whispered: "The sergeant major really seems to regard himself as your guard. He stayed here every step of the way yesterday."

Wang Zhong nodded: "Come in!"

The sergeant major opened the door: "Your Majesty, the clerk from the headquarters is here."

Wang Zhong: "Clerical officer? What are you here for?"

If an order is given, it should be the messenger or the staff officer.

The clerk came to explain that what he brought was personnel-related orders.

Lyudmila: "When I went to the telegraph office yesterday, I saw someone on the street handing out a number with the words "Victory at Penier" written on it.

Wang Zhong was speechless: "Is this a great victory? I haven't told the people in the propaganda office about the battle process yet!"

The girl shrugged: "Yesterday evening, I don't know where the news spread, and citizens began to come to our station to deliver things. Everyone wants to meet the 'Heroic Rokossov Detachment'."

Wang Zhong: "Rokossov detachment? Why haven't I heard of this organization?"

"That's what the officer called us."

At this time, the clerk outside might not be able to wait any longer, so he appeared at the door and coughed.

Gregory turned and glared at the clerk, who took a step back and blocked his body with the door frame.

Wang Zhong: "Let him come in."

Gregory then gave way to the door.

The clerk entered the room and glanced at Lyudmila: "Uh, is it convenient now?"

Wang Zhong: "It's convenient, just tell me."

The clerk nodded: "Okay."

He took out a small box, opened it and placed it on the table. Inside was a pair of brigadier general epaulettes, including both dress and combat uniform styles.

Then he took out the order: "The Personnel Department of the South-Western Front, based on the outstanding performance of Lieutenant Colonel Alexei Konstantinovich Rokosov in Roniezh and Verkhny Peniye, is promoted to brigadier general with immediate effect. "

Wang Zhong: "Upgraded two levels in a row?"

Clerk: "It is said that when I submitted the application, I was a colonel, but when I was approved, I was a brigadier general. Are you dissatisfied?"

"No, no." Wang Zhong shook his head, "Then what kind of troops will I, a brigadier general, command? I can't be an empty-headed brigadier general, right?"

Although the Third Post-Amur Regiment accepted the command of Wang Zhong, this was actually the result of a change in the battlefield command order. In fact, he did not have the authority to command the Third Regiment. He was even on the same level as Yegorov.

The clerk was a little embarrassed and held the order in his hand.

Lyudmila stood up and took the order: "The order has indeed been received."

It turns out there is still this step.

The clerk was relieved and took out a new order: "Now, Brigadier General Alexei Konstantinovich Rokosov is ordered to organize the Rokossov Battle Group in Loktov. The remnants of the 3rd Post-Amur Regiment, the 31st Regiment of the 4th Tank Corps, and all remnants of the Ronezh Army were transferred to the Rokosov Battle Group."

Wang Zhong was speechless: "Give me a group of remnants! What about my supplements?"

The clerk winced.

Only then did Wang Zhong realize that his voice was a bit loud, so he calmed down and asked again: "Where are my additions? Where are the tanks and cannons I want?"

"I don't know." The clerk held the order, "I only brought two orders. This order for you..."

Wang Zhong stood up, personally took over the order to establish the Rokossov battle group, and glanced at it.

At this time, Yegorov and Pavlov came in. Yegorov picked up the bread on the table and said while eating: "It seems that you have received the order, Count. We have just received the order, look. I want to learn from the Prosen people and form a battle group."

"Prosen Japs." Wang Zhong corrected.

The clerk asked cautiously: "Then...can I leave?"

Wang Zhong waved his hand, and the clerk ran away as fast as he could.

"These clerks!" Yegorov said contemptuously.

Pavlov frowned: "Strictly speaking, I am also a clerk."

Yegorov: "Yes, so I don't like you very much either."

After saying that, he looked at Wang Zhong: "What do you say, Brigadier General?"

Wang Zhong: "Let's go to Loktov to check the situation first. There is a supply center there. If the higher-ups don't send us good equipment, we will find our own way. Just like in Upper Penier."

In Haut-Penier, Wang Zhong and the others were equivalent to robbing the local Mr. Boyer's winery.

Yegorov laughed.