Arc of Gunfire

Chapter 742: Vistula River Battle Group

On August 13, the newly formed Melania Front Army Headquarters.

"Why are you stopping me? Don't you know who I am?"

Hearing the noise coming from the door, Pavlov raised his head and saw the bear-like Yegorov breaking through the guards and breaking into the huge map room.

The busy staff in the room all raised their heads, and when they saw it was Yegorov, they lowered their heads and continued to work.

Pavlov winked at the guards, so the guards let go of Yegorov, saluted and left.

Yegorov adjusted his military uniform: "Humph, the headquarters has changed its name, and I have become an outsider! Three years ago, you were still my chief of staff!"

Pavlov: "You came to see the marshal? The guard didn't tell you that the marshal was not here?"

"What's wrong with him? He took off? How can you spread this kind of news everywhere and reach the Prossen people? What if they organize people to arrest the division commander? That more or less naval admiral over there in Fuso, isn't that the case? Dead?"

While scolding, Yegorov came to the table, picked up Pavlov's cup, and drank all the water in it.

Pavlov: "I don't have any wine."

"I didn't want to drink either." Yegorov paused, "So what's going on?"

Pavlov: "You know Melania is revolting, right?"

"I know, there's a stalemate with Proson's troops in the capital."

"The international community has been putting pressure on us to help them." Pavlov lowered his voice. "Personally, I think this cluster is just a show."

Yegorov said "Oh", he also arched his waist and moved his head closer to Pavlov, lowering his voice: "So the division commander is just pretending to be in command? In fact, he is not doing his job?"

At this time Vasily came in, and when he saw the two bears bending over and touching each other, he was stunned, holding the cup in his hand and stopping at his mouth.

Pavlov ignored Vasily and continued to lower his voice and said: "I don't think the marshal thinks so. He might really want to rush to Melania's capital to save people. No, he takes off every day to conduct reconnaissance and grasp the enemy's situation.

"Did you see the map behind me? They were all updated after the marshal got off the plane."

Yegorov turned to look at the map on the wall. The map was not finished, and the completed parts were very detailed. Even the enemy's strength and number of weapons were drawn.

Yegorov: "Can aerial reconnaissance reveal such detailed information?"

"Look, after all, you haven't fought under the direct command of the marshal for a long time." Pavlov seized the opportunity to counter Yegorov's sentence "You were my chief of staff back then."

Yegorov straightened his back, bypassed Pavlov, and came to the map. While looking at it, he muttered: "The division commander is planning to get through. He definitely thinks so. If all the information on this map is Really, you can definitely get through it!”

"We are doing our best to verify this information, and it seems to be basically true at the moment. So when it comes to the equipment of the assault group, I try to stuff it with suppressive artillery and Urban assault guns as much as possible, so that all the enemies marked by the marshal can be covered. "

Yegorov: "Okay, very good. By the way, can the Melania People's Army under my command join the assault group?"

"They were meant to be part of the assault group, after all they are Melania."

Yegorov smiled: "That's right, that's great. You see, my soldiers have been transferred away. I, the commander, can't ignore my soldiers, right? You can transfer me, the commander, by the way... "

"No, according to the marshal's wishes, there should be fewer command levels in the group army. He should personally command each division. I'm even worried that the commanders at the corps level will have objections!"

"I definitely have no objection!" Yegorov slapped his chest, "Command! Let the division commander command as he pleases! When he can't command, I will take command! Look, you can do your best! If the worst happens, I will be demoted, and I will do it. Commander, command a regiment to charge forward."

Vasily finally couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted: "Comrade General, you are about to be promoted to a general, and you are going to be the leader of a regiment in the front. This is going to cause chaos."

Yegorov blew his beard and glared at Vasily: "What does it mean for you to be a school officer? Go, go, go, is the toilet clean? Go and wash it quickly!"

Vasily: "Haha, I don't pick up shit anymore!"

Yegorov ignored him and continued to beg Pavlov: "I will be the leader! Let me participate in the attack!"

At this time, the guard's voice came from the door: "Wait a minute, Admiral Davarisi, what are you doing here? Wait a minute!"

Admiral Eugene rushed into the room and his first words after seeing Pavlov were: "So what is going on?"

Pavlov: "Why are you here too?"

Eugene: "My troops are in better condition than Yegorov's. My troops should be mobilized! The soldiers have all seen the enemy's atrocities in Melania. No matter how hard and tired they are, they must join this group!"

Pavlov said angrily: "If all of you are like this, then the command system will be completely messed up! Are you still a soldier? One Yegorov is enough, and the same is true for you!"

Eugene was a little timid: "Well, I don't have to participate, but you see, my troops are indeed better preserved overall. Now they have rested for a week, and they have almost recovered. They listen to Melania and ordinary people talking about the enemy every day. Brutal, everyone is on fire."

Vasily: "There are so many people in your army who are familiar with Melania? I think there is a difference between Melania and Ant. It is not so easy for people who have graduated from tenth grade to learn it."

Eugene didn't recognize Vasily's voice at first, but when he saw Vasily he looked up and down - compared to Yegorov, he was indeed not as familiar with the marshal's entourage.

"Ah, you're the one who picked up the shit!"

Vasily almost lost his breath and quickly corrected: "I'm the musician! No, I'm the marshal's adjutant!"

He never liked being called a musician.

Eugene: "Then tell the marshal, we can barely move, at least better than Yegorov's troops."

Yegorov: "I treat you well, you digger!"

"Enough!" Pavlov roared, and the whole room fell silent.

Pavlov: "Every one of them is a general! They are old and married, what the hell! The front army headquarters has its own arrangements for the assault group, and we will wait for orders honestly.

"Let me tell you, the marshal will definitely scold him even more fiercely when he comes back. You should think about it! He will be back soon."

Yegorov and Eugene looked at each other.

Yegorov: "Is the cafeteria open? Let's eat before we leave?"

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Wang Zhong didn't know anything about the headquarters, so he focused on marking the situation on the map according to what the plug-in saw.

In order to prevent the enemy from catching the pattern, and to understand the situation in the direction of the assault as much as possible, he has taken different routes these days.

To be honest, for his 2.5-kilometer-radius reconnaissance circle, it would take hundreds of sorties to illuminate such a large area.

But the Prosens are damn rigorous in deploying their troops. After mastering the rules, they don't need to fly every inch of the map.

After several days of flying, Wang Zhong became more and more knowledgeable about this assault.

The Prossens were not frightened out of their wits or simply routed as some people said. They basically stabilized their position.

In terms of heavy equipment, because it is backed by Proson's mainland, the enemy's heavy equipment is not bad in quantity. Wang Zhong also saw a lot of new equipment during the reconnaissance.

Such as ball lightning anti-aircraft guns and improved King Tiger heavy tanks.

Wang Zhong even encountered Jet 262, but the plane was at a high altitude, and his attention was entirely on Ant's heavy bomber formation, and he did not see the Pei-3 reconnaissance aircraft at an altitude of 3,000.

Proson's industrial and scientific research capabilities are still there. If the Allies don't land, the Eastern Front will be really difficult to fight.

As for now, the competition is who occupies more Prosin territory and robs more Prosin scientists.

Wang Zhong was concentrating on the investigation, when Emilia's voice came from the internal earphone: "Do you think it can be pushed through? In my personal opinion, there is no sign of the Prosin collapse."

Wang Zhong: "Indeed not, but they don't have enough troops and their troops don't have enough experience."

It is impossible to tell the experience of the enemy's troops through general aerial reconnaissance, but Wang Zhong can. The enemies he illuminates are even marked with their military ranks. Just look at the number of exempt soldiers and non-commissioned officers.

Emilia did not question the issue of troop experience: "Is there any more?"

“The enemy’s logistics is very good, but due to the efforts of the resistance organization, the distribution is not in good condition, and a lot of materials are piled up at the logistics nodes.

"Although the enemy has stabilized its position, the morale of the troops has not been fully restored. The high morale is mainly the newly recruited recruits and the newly formed troops. The morale of the troops with many veterans is low."

Emilia: “Do you think we have hope of liberating Melania’s capital?”

“It always has been, the question is how much hope there is and at what cost.”

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"The Ants can't be charged." On the streets of Melania's capital, Prosen's loudspeaker shouted.

"The fact that they put Marshal Rokossov in command is just a show, so don't have such wishful thinking!"

The Tiger assault gun equipped with a loudspeaker was advancing at the speed of a human walking, followed by Prosin soldiers in two columns.

The troops who participated in suppressing the uprising have recently regained their confidence in the battle with Melania's guerrillas, and their faces look completely different from when they just retreated.

Further back, on the street that had been completely cleared by Prosen, the Asgard Knights were driving Melania's people who stayed in the house out of the house.

Trees, flowers and plants in the street park have been completely cleared, and sculptures and fountains have been bulldozed.

The Asgard Knights are driving over the people left on several nearby streets.

A machine gun was mounted on the high platform in the north of the square, and four Dongfeng anti-aircraft guns were parked. The gun barrels were leveled and pointed at the gathering Melania people.

Suddenly, someone among Melania's people shouted: "Can't you see it yet? They are preparing to massacre us! Fight them!"

The next moment, the Melania people, who were waking up from their dreams, rushed towards the Asgard Knights who were driving them away.

The Dongfeng anti-aircraft gun fired first, followed by the signature sound of MG42 ripping canvas.

Melania’s people are falling like wheat in an autumn field.

All the Prosens were laughing, shooting at the Melania people with their newly issued assault rifles.

Ten minutes later, there was no Melania standing in sight.

The commander of the Asgard Knights said with satisfaction to the translator beside him: "You shouted well just now, with basically no accent."

Translation: "Thank you for the compliment. These inferior people didn't even realize that I was the one shouting. They deserve to die here. In my opinion, we should have slaughtered them long ago, killed them all, and distributed their houses and property to the Proson people, so that we don't have to attack Ant."

The translator stopped talking suddenly and looked at the commander cautiously.

The commander smiled and said, "You don't have to be so cautious. Say what you want to say now, drink the wine, and eat the delicious food!"

He patted the translator on the shoulder: "Now."

When he said this, the "strictly disciplined" Proson army was collecting the property of the dead Melania people. Obviously, they all understood that some things can only be done "now".

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"At this point," Hermann looked at the top leaders of Melania's resistance organization, "the uprising must succeed, otherwise the people of the capital will be slaughtered indiscriminately."

The chairman of the underground government committee asked: "Is there any hope of victory?"

"No. When the enemy was caught off guard at the beginning, if we were better prepared and had more weapons, we might be able to occupy the entire city, and then the Allies would have a complete airdrop field to airdrop supplies to us.

"We can mobilize the people of the capital to join the army and quickly expand our strength. But unfortunately, we have lost this rare opportunity."

Hermann threw out a stack of badges collected from the dead soldiers in Plossen: "Now look at these badges, we are fighting against the regular army of the Plossen National Defense Army, and many of them are old troops that have fought for a long time, such as this one."

Hermann picked out a hound badge: "This is a unit that retreated all the way from Abavahan, all veterans. How can we fight this kind of unit?"

Chairman: "According to the telegram from Ant, they will launch an attack in just twenty days. Five days have passed, just hold on for another fifteen days!"

"They are 150 kilometers away from us!" Hermann raised his voice, "Even if there are no Prosens in these 150 kilometers, they will have to walk for three days! No, I don't think they can get there."

A committee member asked: "What should we do? You just said that we can only resist, and now you say that the Ants can't come. What do you mean?"

Hermann was silent for a long time before answering: "What I mean is that the flower of freedom can only be watered with the blood of patriots. For example, mine, for example, yours. I know you are planning to retreat, and I am here to stop you."

The committee members looked at each other.

Hermann: "Send a telegram! Say that we will live and die with the city!"

No one answered.

Hermann picked up the submachine gun and turned on the safety.

The guerrillas who came with him all raised their guns.

The chairman sighed: "Okay."

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