Arc of Gunfire

October 3, 916, the city of Ronezh, the headquarters of the 1st Khazalia Front.

After Wang Zhong entered the headquarters, he took off his coat and handed it to Vasily.

Vasily: "It doesn't look like it's raining heavily outside."

Wang Zhong: "Yes, I only got a little wet along the way. Weather forecast?"

Pavlov: "There has been only this level of rain in the past week, and the impact on transportation can be ignored for the time being."

Wang Zhong: “What about the impact on aircraft takeoff and landing?”

"It can be ignored for the time being, so the aerial reconnaissance is still normal at the moment." As Pavlov spoke, he placed a stack of aerial reconnaissance photos on the table, spreading them out like a stack of playing cards, with a gesture very similar to Chow Yun-fat's God of Gamblers. style.

Wang Zhong came to the table and picked up a photo: "Let's summarize it."

Pavlov: "The Plosen people's previous retreat was obviously intentional. Currently, they are mainly fortifying themselves along the Bug River, because the entire defense line has been greatly shortened compared to this summer, and the density of Plosen troops across the river has become significantly higher. .

"If you look at these photos, they are all of the Plosen barracks outside our artillery range. Most of the barracks have traces of life, indicating that they are full of troops."

Wang Zhong picked up the photo and looked at the traces of life circled in red pen on it: "Is it possible that the Prosen people did it on purpose?"

"Yes, but the information passed to us by the underground parish also shows that the withdrawn Prossen army is reorganizing on the river bank, and the density of troops is even higher than when the war first started.

"Without enough equipment, it will be difficult for us to break through the Proscenian defenses."

Pavlov stopped and looked at Wang Zhong.

"What about our equipment?"

Pavlov: "Currently, only 10% of the tanks in our armored brigade equipped with new T54 tanks remain combat-ready. The maintenance department reports that with sufficient maintenance parts, the number of combat-ready tanks can be restored to 10% by the end of October. Fifty percent of the preparation quantity.”

After a brief pause, he added: "But the supply of parts is currently somewhat difficult. The main production capacity is used to produce new tanks. We may need to use some new tanks as spare parts."

Wang Zhong: "What about the supplement of new tanks?"

Pavlov: "There are very few. The new tanks are used to replace other troops. All fronts need T54 and Rokosov I. Konstantinovich, most of our tank crews are still driving T34W, this kind of tank has a hard time encountering the enemy's long-barreled No. 4, let alone more and more new tanks appearing on the battlefield. "

Wang Zhong noticed that there was something wrong in Pavlov's words, so he asked: "What other new tanks has the enemy put into actual combat?"

Pavlov dug through the photos and found several photos of new tanks: "These were discovered by aerial reconnaissance."

Wang Zhong: "Weasel 3 and..."

He took the photo from Pavlov's hand and stared at it: "With the No. 4 artillery carrier?"

Isn’t this an overhead vehicle from World of Tanks?

Sure enough, we have now entered the world line of World of Tanks!

Vasily asked Wang Zhong doubtfully: "How do you know the models of these equipment? Did you receive any information when I was not present? But all the information you can read has passed through my hands, right?"

Popov: "Vasili, in the eyes of the Saints, this is a divine revelation. In the eyes of the secularists, this is a 'message' from the future or another time and space. St. Andrew also often predicts the future."

That's because St. Andrew is most likely my fellow countryman, Wang Zhong thought. With St. Andrew as a precedent, he saves himself a lot of trouble in explanation.

Wang Zhong: "The Prosens did not sit still and wait for death. We had the advantage in this round of armor-and-gun confrontation, but this advantage will not last long. The Prosens have begun to equip weapons that can deal with our new tanks."

Similar to the fact that Ant cannot switch to T54 and Rokossov-1 all at once, the Prossenians will probably be in a "high-low match" situation for a long time.

"The good news is that the Prosen people lack rare metals, and Allied intelligence also confirmed this." Wang Zhong said, "So the quality of the Prosen people's armor steel will decline in the future because they lack rare metals such as manganese." Metal, in order to enhance protection, they can only make the tanks bigger and heavier, and-"

Vasily: "The bad news is that the enemy has entered a defensive state and does not need to maneuver on a large scale in the wilderness. The impact of poor mobility has been greatly alleviated. What were you going to say just now?"

Wang Zhong looked at Vasily and continued the "and" that was just interrupted: "——It will be impossible to pass the bridge in the river network area, but if it is used to defend important areas, this problem can be ignored.

"On our side, because we have obtained the new engine production authorization, we can appropriately increase the weight of the new tank. The new Rokosov II breakthrough tank will have better protection and a larger-caliber main gun.

"In addition, we are imitating the new captured Prossen artillery shells. With the new shells, the 100mm gun will have better penetration - and worse hit aftereffects."

Sub-caliber armor-piercing bullets use after-hit effects in exchange for penetration depth. Because the diameter of the shell is much smaller than the caliber, there is no way to pack much charge.

The extreme development of this idea is the "steel needle" that War Thunder players are familiar with, commonly known as the "little flying stick". It has no charge at all and relies on fragments to kill members after it penetrates.

Pavlov: "Time is on our side."

At this time, there were sounds of quarreling outside the headquarters.

"Let us go in! We have important inventions that can change the tide of war!"

"This is the headquarters, you are looking at the wrong place!"

"The marshal is also the chairman of the equipment committee. We are not looking in the wrong place!"

"Don't be so loud! A very important war plan is being made here. What if your noise affects the making of the plan?"

"We just want to make a noise! ​​The marshal will let us in if he hears our voices!"

Wang Zhongxin, have you thought about it? Aren't you afraid that the marshal will suddenly act arrogant and prevent you from coming in?

But his curiosity was aroused. Logically speaking, inventions and creations should not be the specialty of Ant's army. "Important inventions that change the war situation" or something like that, could it be possible that a big-headed soldier would rub a nuclear bomb with his hands after madly criticizing vodka?

So he said loudly: "What's the noise outside?"

A second lieutenant from the guard regiment came in immediately: "Report! I am the officer in charge today, and two people said they have inventions that can change the war situation!"

Wang Zhong: "Let them come in."

Vasily: "I think they should be tested for alcohol before letting them in."

Popov: "This time I agree with Vasily."

While they were talking, the two of them were brought in by the guards.

Wang Zhong: "Introduce yourself, gentlemen."

"My name is Anatoly Ivanovich Kitov, second lieutenant gunner commander of the 1st Guards Air Defense Artillery Division."

Wang Zhong: "There are still people in the air defense artillery division who have the title of Guards?"

"Only one shot down 21 enemy planes in the Battle of Abavahan." Pavlov immediately replied.

Wang Zhong: "Is there a computer in your head - I mean, a tape drive, which turns all the information into tapes and records them in it."

This era already had tape drives for storing information.

Pavlov: "No, normally I wouldn't remember such a trivial thing, but their division is different. Their division's most famous victory is your phone number."

Wang Zhong: "Huh? The anti-aircraft gunner who shot me down? Then they still have the title of Guards?"

Pavlov: "You signed and approved it."

"Ah? I signed it?"

It's bad, the matter of signing indiscriminately without reading the contents of the document will be exposed.

Wang Zhong: "Oh, yes, I signed and approved it. I think they realized their shame and bravely shot down many enemy planes, and they have atoneed for their sins."

After speaking, Wang Zhong forcibly changed the subject: "Second Lieutenant Kitov, your friend, please introduce yourself."

At this moment, Wang Zhong felt that the surname Kitov sounded a bit familiar.

At this time, another young man reported: "First Class Technical Sergeant of the 1st Guards Anti-Aircraft Artillery Division, Victor Grushkov."

Wang Zhong suddenly thought of who they were. They had appeared on Little John Khan's show! It seems that he planned to develop big data in the Soviet Union in the 1960s, and was a pioneer in machine compiled language and cybernetics, but his achievements were covered up at the wrong time.

After remembering everything, Wang Zhong took a step forward and extended his hand to the two of them: "Nice to meet you." The two young men were startled, and they didn't know why the marshal suddenly became amiable.

Kitov, who had a higher military rank, timidly held Wang Zhong's hand: "Uh... nice to see you too, Marshal - Your Excellency?"

Wang Zhong: "Just call me Davarixi. What inventions did you bring?"

Kitov: "That's right, we read the newspaper and said that the Prosin people advocated remote-controlled bombs and remote-controlled cars that would change the situation of the war, so we-"

Wang Zhong: "You built a jamming device?"

"Indeed, we built it," Groshkov replied. "It is an active electronic jamming device. The disadvantage is that it will also interfere with our radio communications. But that's not what we are here to talk about this time."

Wang Zhong: "What did you bring?"

"Remotely controlled rocket." Kitov said, "We built a wire-controlled rocket with a range of 1,800 meters, using a shaped charge warhead of a rocket launcher."

Wang Zhong: "Wire-controlled rocket?"

Kitov: "Yes, because it is controlled by wire, so there is no fear of interference."

Wang Zhong: "But how do you solve the guidance problem? The enemy's remote-controlled bomb is equipped with a set of lights on the tail to ensure that the operator can see the bomb, but the effect is not ideal."

Kitov smiled: "Yes, but we are building a rocket. During the flight, the tail of the rocket has been spitting out fire and smoke. The trajectory is very obvious, and the operator can definitely see it."

Pavlov shook his head: "It's impossible, it's impossible. This kind of precision electronic product requires high-precision semiconductors. There aren't many factories in Ant that produce these things."

"We used the original parts of radios and walkie-talkies to make the remote control mechanism. The whole structure is very simple." Grushkov excitedly opened the drawing pad in his hand and showed the drawings.

Wang Zhong couldn't understand, but he pretended to understand: "Ah, it's very clever. I will give you a transfer order now. You will return to Yebao immediately, organize a design team, and get the mass production plan of this rocket." come out."

Kitov and Grushkov high-fived in celebration:

"Yeah!"

"I just said that I can understand what the marshal said!"

While they were celebrating, Vasily had already finished writing the order and brought it to Wang Zhong: "You can sign it and it will take effect."

Wang Zhong immediately signed a pen and handed it to the two of them: "I wish you a safe journey. Also, I have a lot of things to talk to you two about when the war is over."

Kitov and Grushkov saluted Wang Zhong together: "I wish you a triumphant return!"

Wang Zhong: "You should say see you in Prosonia."

"See you in Prosenia, Marshal Davarich!"

After saying that, the two turned around and left.

Wang Zhong looked at the second lieutenant of the guard regiment who was still on the spot: "You fulfilled your duties and did not let them in. You deserve praise and a bottle of vodka as a reward."

The ensign grinned: "Thank you, Marshal!"

"Continue the mission!"

"Yes!" The second lieutenant and the guard saluted together and left with satisfaction.

After they were all gone, Pavlov said, "One more trump card, right?"

Wang Zhong: "Yes, at least there won't be a situation like the situation at the beginning of the war where we could only exchange Molotov cocktails for enemy tanks."

Popov: "This time it's the enemy's turn to forcefully replace our tanks. As you said, it's their turn to bleed and sacrifice, using their blood to wash our tracks."

In the first year of time travel, Wang Zhong stole the content of Patton's speech, and the effect was outstanding. It is said that many priests still say this when mobilizing until now.

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"We cannot passively defend! That would just use the blood of our soldiers to wash the tracks of the Ants!" Emperor Prossen punched the map, "No, we cannot passively defend! You have also seen the previous results. , we transferred four armored divisions from the western front, but we still failed to stop Ant's attack! The defense gave the initiative to the enemy! "

Marshal Rundsteyer: "But when the troops are insufficient, the offensive situation will be worse than the defensive situation."

"No! Rokossov thinks so too! I can already figure out his thoughts! I had expected that he would attack in September! And my senior generals all thought that he would attack after the Tiber River froze. Action! I know him better than you!"

The emperor threw the pencil in his hand onto the map as he spoke.

Because he threw it very hard, the pencil jumped high.

"I want to attack! We happened to have assembled four battalions of Panther tanks, a total of four hundred tanks! There are also four battalions of King Tiger tanks, a total of two hundred tanks! With these troops, Rokosov will be caught off guard! He must be too late to repair the damaged new tank on his hands!"

(The emperor was indeed right about this)

Marshal Celtic: "Even if the armored forces achieve a breakthrough, our army does not have enough infantry to keep up. Each unit will not be able to complete its replenishment until the end of this year."

Emperor: "You can follow up with the newly formed infantry troops!"

Marshal Celtic: "Your Majesty, most of the newly formed troops lack combat experience and are not suitable for offensive operations!"

The emperor wanted to retort, but Giles suddenly interrupted: "If we attack rashly now, even if we succeed, we don't have the supplies ready to continue the attack.

"The current situation on the entire southern front is more suitable for defensive counterattacks. Such a short front is not suitable for Rokossov to launch a large-scale offensive. It will not be too late to wait until their troops are exhausted on our fortification zone before launching an attack."

The emperor looked at Giles.

The red-haired young man said firmly: "I think we should defend and counterattack."

Emperor: "But the initiative -"

"The change of initiative requires a suitable opportunity, Your Majesty." Giles said.

Emperor Prosen took a deep breath: "Okay, you are right."

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At the same time, the Eagle's Nest Vice Freight Elevator.

As the bell rang, the elevator's inner gate opened.

The soldier in charge of pulling the outer gate looked at the colonel in the elevator in surprise: "You... this is a freight elevator!"

"I have a confidential mission. You are not allowed to interfere or report to anyone!" the colonel said while taking out his military officer ID card.

The soldier immediately stood at attention: "Yes!"

Colonel: "Open the outer gate!"

The soldier immediately used the key to unlock the door and opened the outer gate.

The colonel stepped out of the elevator, being careful not to let his handbag hit the elevator door.

"Your Majesty is still in the meeting?" he asked.

Soldier: "Yes!"

"Very well, remember, you didn't see me."

"Yes! I didn't see you!"

The strange colonel strode away with his handbag in hand.