Arc of Gunfire

Chapter 667 Courage (Update 47/84)

At nine o'clock in the evening on August 2, General Rokossov's temporary headquarters was on the move.

Wang Zhong put down the phone and turned to look at Neli.

Nelly raised her head in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Wang Zhong: "Do you remember Orachi?"

"Of course." Neli said and continued to pour tea for Lyudmila.

Wang Zhong: "The Pulosen massacred the city, as if they were trying to wipe out the results of the battle where we blocked several of their divisions with one division."

A few drops of tea were spilled on the outside of the cup.

Neli put down the teapot and looked up at Wang Zhong: "It's really a...sad thing."

Wang Zhong: "When we were building fortifications in Aolachi, I saw that you had a good relationship with the locals in Aolachi. I hope you won't be overly sad."

"I'm fine." Nellie picked up the rag and wiped away the spilled tea.

Lyudmila stood up and hugged Neli tightly: "Neli! My strong Neli."

Nellie: "Madam, I'm fine. I can't remember the faces of those people. I just remember that they were very kind and would give me more when they sold me things. That's all.

"And I'm almost suffocated by you, ma'am!"

Wang Zhong patted Lyudmila on the shoulder: "She said so."

Only then did Lyudmila let go of Neli and stared at her face for a few seconds: "Neli, you are more expressionless than before. It's so hard to guess what you are thinking."

"Yes." Nellie nodded, not realizing that this response was a bit strange. After a brief pause, she asked again, "We will go to Aorachi tomorrow, right?"

Wang Zhong nodded: "Yes. The Front Army Headquarters led by Pavlov should arrive at midnight today. They found some still usable houses. Before Yegorov captured Agsukov, the Front Army Headquarters should arrive will be set there.

"It's considered a safe rear area now."

"I know." Nellie still had a straight face.

Wang Zhong didn't know whether the fierce battle on the beachhead made her hard-hearted, or whether she was always such a tough woman.

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At the same time, Agsukov, Kruggen Street 43.

Madam Alexeyevna suddenly raised her head and looked at the window.

She listened carefully to the faint, indistinct sounds outside.

At this time, the secret door in the aunt's room opened, and a young face came out of the secret door and asked: "Auntie, what's going on? Is it thundering? Is it going to rain again?"

The aunt shook her head gently: "No, kid, it's the sound of gunfire."

"Really?" The young man got out of the secret door, ran to the window, and opened it.

Then the dull sound echoed throughout the room.

One after another, like the heartbeat of a giant.

Suddenly, the sound was interrupted by a piercing scream. The Prosen police car ran through the street with its siren on, and the Prosen occupation forces in the car kept firing at the surrounding windows with 98K.

They call it Operation Shock.

Mother Alexeyevna calmly pulled the young man away from the window and closed the window.

Young man: "Mom, when the enemy's police cars go like this, they usually lose track of the people who broke the curfew. I think it's time for Serov and the others to come."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the apartment.

The aunt pushed the young man and gestured for him to enter the secret door and hide.

After the secret door was closed, the aunt put on her coat and pretended to have just gotten up, and said loudly: "Here we come! Searching every night is really hard, dear Prossen gentlemen."

This is a disguise, but it is also a code to tell people outside that nothing has happened inside.

Aunt Alexeyevna came to the door, opened it, and let the two middle-aged men into the apartment.

"Serov," the aunt asked the first person who came in, "how is the situation?"

"It's very bad. Our informants in the city government have received word that the Plosans may massacre the city tomorrow. The priest of the underground parish ordered the guerrillas in each district to mobilize and prepare for an uprising tomorrow to defend Agsukov with arms."

Madam Alexeyevna's eyes widened: "Revolt now? Listen, our cannon fire can already be heard outside. It is clear that liberation is just around the corner. If we rebel now, many people will not be able to see the day of liberation. ”

Serov pressed his hand on Auntie's shoulder: "Two years ago, Auntie, you saved us wounded soldiers. The Prosen people are not stupid. They have realized that you may be covering us. If they really start to massacre the city tomorrow, you will definitely Bear the brunt!

"This time it's our turn to protect you!

"The people of Agsukov have also been supporting our struggle. We cannot sit back and watch them massacre the city."

Aunt Alexeyevna shook her head and grabbed Serov's hand: "In the past two years, you guys have become like my sons. I don't want you to die on the eve of liberation."

Serov smiled: "We are not prepared to die. We have a chance of winning. The Eleventh Army of the Prosin Regular Army is now retreating to the west bank of the Tiber River. They should all leave Agsukov tonight.

"The rest are just useless things like the People's Guard Division, not even many machine guns. We have been accumulating weapons and ammunition in the past two years, stealing a lot of things from the Prosen people's warehouses, and transporting them underground Lines and airdrops received support.

"Our equipment is much better than the enemy's security division! We also have more combat experience! Have you forgotten? A large part of us are wounded soldiers who were abandoned two years ago. We have combat experience!"

Aunt Alexeyevna stared at Serov for several seconds, and finally let go of his hand: "I understand, do what you should do. I just... I just saw that victory was coming, and suddenly I can’t bear it.”

Serov: "Your strength has always inspired us, at least inspired me. When we win, no matter who of us survives, we will treat you as our biological mother."

Madam Alexeyevna smiled slightly and pointed to the secret door: "Okay, go quickly, comrades are waiting for orders from the underground parish!"

Serov nodded, walked towards the secret door, and got in with ease.

His entourage bowed respectfully to the aunt, and then disappeared through the secret door.

Madam Alexeyevna returned to the bed. Regardless of the risk of being hit by the insane Plosans, she lay on the window with her ears pressed against the glass, listening to the non-stop sound of gunfire outside.

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At noon on August 3, Wang Zhong's armored command vehicle drove into Orachi.

Heavy tank No. 422 is currently being repaired. Kejing assured that this new batch of Rokosov I has solved the problem of the broken drive shaft. Now it seems that it has a new problem.

Therefore, Wang Zhong could only give up the idea of ​​driving all the way to Agsukov in a tank and honestly sit in the armored command vehicle sent by the United States.

Wang Zhong opened the door of the command vehicle and glanced at the street stretching out under his nose, feeling mixed emotions.

The street is still the same street. Some of the buildings on both sides of the road are still intact, but without exception, they all have signs of being scorched by the fire.

Wang Zhong realized that the Orachi he was familiar with had disappeared.

Suddenly, someone pushed him and squeezed out the command vehicle from his side.

It's Nellie.

Nellie ran forward quickly and stood in the middle of the road, looking at the ruins on both sides of the road.

Wang Zhong: "Nellie! You——"

Before Wang Zhong could say anything, Neli started running.

She was running through the ruins, as if she was desperately searching for something.

Wang Zhong stood by the door of the armored command vehicle, watching Nellie run further and further away.

For a moment, Wang Zhong remembered the movie "The Good, the Bad, and the Bad" that he liked very much before time travel. In the movie, one of the protagonists ran wildly in the huge cemetery formed by the Civil War.

Lyudmila came to Wang Zhong and whispered: "Sure enough, Neli established a deep connection with the residents during that month."

Wang Zhong nodded: "That's why I hesitated yesterday about how to tell her the news."

Lyudmila: "It's okay. She is stronger than we thought, very strong. It's okay."