Arc of Gunfire

On the guerrilla side, many people panicked when they heard the sound of tank engines and gearboxes.

"Didn't they say that the Proson people's tanks were all lost?"

"Incendiary bombs, hurry up and get the incendiary bombs!"

The clergy of the underground parish loudly comforted everyone: "Don't panic! According to the intelligence we have obtained, the Proson armored forces have long been lost and retreated to the other side of the Tiber River. They will not come back!

"This is either our armored force, or some workers have modified tractors and used them as tanks!"

Agsukov is an important industrial city in Khazaria, and it fell early. During the evacuation, many workers did not have time to evacuate.

Although the Proson people dismantled most of the remaining machines and other things and brought them back to their country, it was not difficult for the workers to use tractor drivers to rub the earth tanks.

As soon as the priest finished speaking, a guerrilla shouted: "Look! Tanks! "

Everyone turned their heads and saw a strange-looking "tank" driving into the square. There was no gun barrel on the front of the tank!

Several infantrymen were lying on the strange tank, all wearing ANT uniforms.

Most importantly, there was a red flag hanging on the tank's antenna.

Red flag!

Every ANT person, as long as he secretly listened to the broadcast from Yebao or circulated the newspapers dropped by the plane, knew that Rokossov was the first to raise the red flag, and that the red flag represented "comrades who had shed blood on the battlefield."

Someone was already shouting: "Red flag!"

"It's a red flag!"

"Rokossov's troops are rushing in! "

The tank went straight to the municipal building.

The Plossen anti-tank gun opened fire, but the shell was directly bounced off the front slope of the tank.

An officer on the tank pointed at the old lady in front of the main entrance of the municipal building, so two infantrymen jumped off the car, threw smoke bombs, rushed forward and pressed the old lady to the ground.

Fortunately, the appearance of the tank scared Plossen's machine gunner and stopped the machine gun from firing, otherwise the old lady would have died here.

The tank continued to move forward, passing through the smoke, knocking down the guardrail of the fountain in front of the municipal building, and smashing the statue in the middle of the fountain. The water supply system was still running. After the statue was smashed, a strong stream of water gushed out, hitting the chassis of the tank and spraying out from both sides of the track.

The water mist spread on both sides of the tank, and formed a rainbow under the sunlight!

Finally, the tank stopped.

The general on the back of the tank patted the top cover.

So a "Nova" rose into the sky with thick smoke.

The priest stared at the Nova and subconsciously said: "This is the star of victory! "

He watched the "Star of Victory" smash into the Municipal Building.

The bright light of the explosion instantly overshadowed the sun's brilliance, and the shock wave swept away the mist created by the tanks, and finally hit everyone's face.

All those who were not hiding behind the bunker were thrown to the ground.

Various fragments hit the wall with a crackling sound, as if a heavy rain suddenly fell.

The impact of the storm ended, and the priest looked at the Municipal Building and found only a rising ball of light.

The priest rushed out of the bunker and shouted: "General Rokossov has come to liberate us personally! Hurry!"

His words were immediately repeated by everyone: "General Rokossov has come to liberate us!"

"General Rokossov is here!"

"General Rokossov is charging in person!"

"Hurry up, follow the general! "

No one cared about the distortion of information during transmission. Everyone rushed out of the bunker and ran towards the rising ball of light.

Some people saw the red flag on the tank and became more convinced: the red flag is here, and the general must be here too!

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Yegorov lay on the back of the tank and laughed at the rising ball of light: "Good! You are as ridiculous as your bunker!"

At this time, the sound of Ura was everywhere, and someone was shouting: "General Rokosov personally charged!"

Yegorov was shocked: "The division commander is here?"

He hurriedly looked around.

"Where is the division commander?"

At this time, the rebel soldiers rushed past the tank, and someone saluted Yegorov: "General! Salute to you!"

Yegorov was still confused: "Ah? Uh..."

He was indeed a general, but he always felt something was wrong.

More people rushed to the collapsed municipal building and used bayonets to pick off the surviving Proson soldiers one by one.

Everyone shouted to Yegorov when passing by the tank: "Salute you, General!"

Yegorov was also confused. He could only respond: "Ah, salute you, salute you!"

Finally, a man wearing a clergyman's cuff ran to the Urban assault gun and patted the side armor of the vehicle: "General Rokosov, the enemy is still resisting in other places and needs your support!"

Yegorov pointed at himself: "Me? I'm not?"

Priest: "It doesn't matter whether you are or not, anyway, you are holding a red flag! I will be your guide, hurry up and take down other strongholds, Agsukov is bleeding!"

Yegorov: "Okay! You show the way! Wait a minute, where is the enemy headquarters? "

The priest pointed to the ruined municipal building and said, "This is the city defense headquarters, and also the headquarters of the most experienced division of the Plossen garrison."

Yegorov said to the Urban team who was loading ammunition next to him: "Use the radio to report to the Army Headquarters that we have killed the enemy's city defense headquarters and the enemy is leaderless. Don't worry about the previous battle plan and go all out to attack Advancing in the city, the enemy has no ability to engage in street fighting with us!"

Priest: "Street fighting? No, we have driven most of the enemies out of the alleys. Only some combat engineers are still resisting."

Yegorov: "Immediately arrange for guides to take our combat team to deal with these combat engineers!"

"Don't worry, the whole city is your guide!"

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Filipov is leading his team and is advancing through the city.

The recruits in the team couldn't help but ask: "Major, I heard that before you left Agsukov, you lived in General Rokosov's manor?"

Filipov: "Yes, the city was full of troops at that time, so we could only live in General Rokosov's manor. We also met General Rokosov's father."

"What kind of person is he?"

"Just like the general, they are cut from the same mold." Filipov said.

At this time, he suddenly heard footsteps in front of him, and quickly raised his hand and made a fist. So the entire Guards squatted down, held their guns, and aimed in different directions. This set of tactical gestures was also designed by General Rokossov, and was spontaneously promoted by veterans because of its ease of use.

Soon, an aunt ran out of the alley. When she saw Filipov and the others, she shouted: "Come here quickly! There are Prossens resisting here! They seem to be some kind of combat engineers! There is also an armored vehicle!"

Filipov: "Don't worry, auntie, we have new rocket launchers, and the armored vehicles are at your disposal. Lead the way!"

"Come this way!" The aunt waved repeatedly and led the way.

Filipov made a gesture, and the whole team stood up and followed the aunt.

The aunt was leading the way while mumbling: "You are finally back! The year we were first occupied, the Prossen people said you would never come back and told us to 'live as part of the empire'.

"But in the winter, they suddenly stopped saying that, and they also tried their best to catch people with radios, shooting hundreds of people every day, just because they hid radios secretly and broadcast the news of victory to everyone!

"At that time, those yellow dogs - the locals who served as policemen for them, led the Prossen people everywhere to search for radios.

"By last year, the Proscenians stopped searching for radios, and the yellow dogs became honest - most of them became honest, but some dishonest ones were silenced by the guerrillas!

"But last summer, the Proscenians suddenly became tense again, and many Prossen soldiers came with necklaces on their chests——"

Filipov: "That's a military policeman. The necklace is simplified from the breastplate."

"Those gendarmes are killing people everywhere! Many good guerrillas have been killed, and many priests have been hanged! The enemy is ahead! Do you hear the sound of machine guns?"

Filipov pulled his aunt behind him, took a few steps forward and lay down at the entrance of the alley to look out. Sure enough, he saw a half-track vehicle firing, and someone in the house next to her was also firing.

Filipov turned back and ordered in a low voice: "The enemy has not noticed us. The rocket launcher will aim at the half-track vehicle first. Don't fire. We will move over first and use the advantage of the silent rifle to steal as much as possible from the enemy."

"Yes." The Guards soldiers responded in unison.

Filipov: "I'll go out first, you guys follow."

After saying that, he ducked out of the alley, and the others immediately followed, skillfully spreading out on the street.

The bazooka shooter and sub-shooter found a good position and aimed at the half-track that was still firing.

Filipov fired first.

The bullets knocked down two combat engineers in succession.

The enemy didn't react at all. After all, the sound of the silent rifle was too small and difficult to notice in this situation.

The soldiers opened fire one after another, knocking down more than a dozen enemy soldiers at once. As a result, one enemy soldier survived and shouted: "Alau!" when he fell to the ground.

The enemy finally noticed the team.

The half-track immediately turned its gun, and a fire dragon hit it.

The car's engine immediately caught fire, and the machine gunner jumped out of the car and rolled on the ground.

Filipov had already rushed to a distance where he could throw the grenade. With a wide draw, the grenade was thrown directly into the second-story window of the building.

At the same time, several grenades were fired. After a burst of explosions, the entire stronghold fell silent.

Filipov rushed under the window, and while changing the magazine, he stretched his head to look inside from the edge of the window: "Safe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the subordinates who followed him flew up and kicked open the door, rushing in with guns in hand.

At this time, several guerrillas rushed to Filipov: "You are here! These combat engineers killed more than 20 of us and wounded dozens more!"

Filipov: "They can't hurt you anymore! They can't hurt you anymore!"