Arc of Gunfire

While Wang Zhong and Representative Seris were drinking and chatting, Filipov was leading the troops into a new village.

Skana village, 49 km from the center of Prosennia.

Filipov was the leader. When he entered the village, the village had been captured for two hours.

A group of prisoners were digging a hole in the open ground next to the village.

Filipov patted the driver on the shoulder: "Stop."

The jeep pulled up next to the prisoners digging a hole.

"Priest!" Filipov shouted to the guards, "What are you doing?"

"Let them bury their comrades. You can't leave all the corpses alone, right? We thought about piling them up and burning them, but it's getting dark and that would be a very obvious artillery indicator."

The priest paused and said, "Don't worry, Comrade Commander, we won't shoot the prisoners, even though they forced our comrades to dig holes for themselves and then beat them all to death!"

Filipov nodded and signaled to the driver to move on.

The jeep drove into the village quickly.

Filipov looked at the bodies of women and children hanging under the eaves and cursed.

At this time, his communications soldier asked: "Commander, why are only women and children hanged?"

"The men are either dead or already in the People's Self-Defense Forces. If you ask me, they deserve it. Don't sympathize with them, not at all!" Filipov said.

Signal Corps: "But doesn't it mean that the people of Plosen are the ones we can unite with?"

Filipov: "Yes, that's what the Marshal and Patriarch Belinsky said. But we don't think those with guns are the people of Plosin."

The jeep drove to the center of the village.

Every village in Plosen seems to be like this, with the church, village hall and post office as the center.

But there was one more thing in the center of the village: the gallows.

Filipov was very curious, so he stopped the car in front of the gallows and asked the old man in his sixties next to him: "What's going on with this gallows?"

Old man: "What's going on?"

Filipov: "Other corpses are just hanging under the eaves and on street lamps. There are no specially built gallows!"

Old man: "Oh, ask about the gallows. It was specially built to hang traitors. After they were hanged, they were hung here to show the public. As a result, there were too many traitors, so they were hanged everywhere."

Filipov said "Oh" and asked again: "Are there really so many traitors?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't know, maybe there is."

At this time, the commander of a battalion who led the vanguard to occupy the village came over and saluted Filipov: "Report to the commander, the entire village has been searched, and no hidden Plosen soldiers were found. According to the residents' confessions, the enemy has retreated."

Filipov returned the greeting and asked: "How is the situation of the residents? Do they still have enough living supplies?"

First Battalion Commander: "They are short of iron and their daily necessities are said to have been donated to the country. All daily necessities such as coffee, cigarettes, etc. are also in short supply. Many people are malnourished, and dozens of cases of night blindness have been reported to us, almost Everyone has it.”

Filipov nodded: "Tell them that the church will solve all these problems when it comes. Before then, we can only give them some cans of Spam."

"yes."

Filipov was about to ask other questions when a battalion commander suddenly said: "It's less than fifty kilometers away, comrade commander."

Although Filipov was in a hurry and did not hear clearly what the first battalion commander asked, he guessed it and continued smoothly: "Yes, it is less than fifty kilometers away. When I was a child, my grandfather took me to the market and was about to leave. With such a long distance, we are only one market trip away from the heart of the enemy’s capital.”

As he spoke, Filipov looked to the southwest, and his eyes fell on the post office in the southwest.

Everyone around him also looked to the southwest.

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Prossenha, main entrance square of the Royal Palace.

The 36 teenagers clapped their hands in a neat team and tried to imitate the adults in holding their heads high.

Emperor Prosen was reviewing them.

"How old are you?" The emperor stopped in front of a young man.

"Ten years old, Your Majesty!"

The emperor asked again: "How many Ant tanks were destroyed?"

"Three." The boy hesitated for a moment, then said, "They are not tanks, but three enemy armored vehicles."

The emperor turned around and asked his entourage: "What's going on?"

"Three tanks, Your Majesty."

Teenager: "It's an armored vehicle. Although it has a turret, it runs on wheels."

Ant's troops are equipped with a considerable number of Greyhound armored vehicles. As a reconnaissance unit, the boy should have hit these advancing reconnaissance units.

The emperor looked a little disappointed and murmured "three armored vehicles" and "not tanks" in a low voice.

Teenager: "I will destroy the tank! I will definitely do it!"

The emperor glanced at him, smiled, and gently stroked the boy's head with his hand: "I know you can. Destroying three armored vehicles is also a good result. At least ten invaders who invaded our country were eliminated by you! This cross You deserve it, kid.”

At this time, the officer in charge of the ceremony took a step forward: "It's not the time to award the medal yet, Your Majesty."

The emperor shouted hysterically: "I said I wanted to award him a medal! Bring me the medal!"

The child was startled and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but his head was held down by the emperor.

The box containing the cross was brought over, and the officer selected the one that should be awarded to the ten-year-old child and handed it to the emperor.

The emperor roughly put the ankh on the child's neck, rubbed his head vigorously, and then walked to the next child.

"How old are you?"

"Twelve years old! Your Majesty, I actually destroyed a Sherman tank! And I even escaped under enemy infantry fire!"

"Very well, kid, you did a great job!"

The emperor said and stretched his hand to the side.

The officer hurriedly handed over the cross.

The disrupted rhythm of the awarding ceremony continued in a confused manner.

After all 36 medals were awarded, the air defense siren sounded as if it was calculated accurately.

The Allies may have stopped bombing Prosonia in the past two weeks in order to prevent Ant from advancing too quickly.

But the Ant Air Force's bombing intensified.

Compared with the high-altitude carpet bombing of the Allies, the Ant Air Force's attacks were mainly based on dive bombing, which was more accurate and sometimes more lethal.

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The Ant people also like to hang whistles on planes. When the plane dives, it will make a very sharp scream, which is called the death scream by the Prosin people in fear.

The moment the air raid siren sounded, some of the children in the queue wanted to run, but seeing that the others were standing proudly, they stopped and continued to stand.

Many guards rushed up to surround the emperor and wanted to take him into the underground passage, but the emperor sternly stopped him: "Don't panic! The Ant Air Force will definitely attack our supply center and distribute leaflets! Their goal is to let this kind of The damn cannibalization continues!

"As long as our decisive battle tanks take action and drive them back to the other side of the Oder River, they will stop!"

At this time, a sharp scream came from the air, and it was obvious that Ant's dive bomber began to dive.

The sound of anti-aircraft guns and the shriek of anti-aircraft sirens were drowned out by the howl of death.

The emperor couldn't help but raise his head: "A few years ago, this was a source of fear for the enemy! Just four years later, this has turned into a declaration of our death!"

"Your Majesty! Let's go! If you don't leave, the children can't leave either!"

The emperor then allowed his guards to drag him into the passage leading underground.

The officer in charge of the ceremony gave the order to the children: "Turn right and run into tunnel No. 445 outside the palace!"

The children then ran towards the palace gate.

There was an explosion nearby, apparently a bomb had hit.

As soon as you exit the palace's magnificent gates, you can see a huge fireball triggered by a two-thousand-pound aerial bomb.

Suddenly, the Ant bomber that had finished dropping its bombs flew towards the team.

It is said that these bombers were originally fighter jets, but they were part-time bombers because of their powerful engines and heavy take-off weight.

After dropping their bombs, they would always fire with the eight machine guns on their wings.

The officer leading the team had already laid down and used a fire hydrant on the roadside as a bunker.

Before the children could remember to get down, bullets were fired from the air.

The dust stirred up by the 12.7mm bullet hitting the ground was one meter high, like a fence that suddenly appeared.

The fence crosses the line.

The child who was hit was instantly bloody and bloody.

But because the bullet is so powerful, when it penetrates the body, it may take out a large amount of energy before it can tumble inside the body.

Even so, the bullets still left horrific wounds.

The child who was hit in the arm lost his entire arm, the child who was hit in the shoulder had his entire shoulder disappear, and the one who was hit in the body was the worst, falling to the ground, with his organs falling out of the hole left by the bullet.

A wave of strafing directly killed most of the 36 young "Imperial Heroes", and their promise to the emperor was forever in vain.

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Emperor Prosen returned to his office cursing.

At this time, General Franz, who replaced General Moltke as the Director of Armored Forces who ran around Coburg, stepped forward and saluted: "Your Majesty, the Maus tanks have been repaired and are advancing towards the enemy's deepest troops!"

The emperor was overjoyed: "Is it repaired?"

"Yes. Also dispatched are 14 Stalker tank destroyers of the Youth Division and the 336th Panzer Grenadier Regiment!"

The emperor beamed with joy: "Very good! We will definitely drive the enemy back this time! The Rat Tank will crush the enemy like egg shells!"

"Who is the crew driving the tank?"

"It's Captain Wiseman's crew."

The emperor was stunned: "Who is that?"

"He is the number one graduate of the latest batch of armored cadets, Captain Wiseman!"

Emperor: "Where's our tank ace? Where's Wittman?"

"Dead in Caen."

Emperor: "Alto Ka..."

"Seriously injured and recovering. Your Majesty."

The Emperor revealed several more names in succession, and the Director of Armored Forces responded fluently: dead, seriously injured, surrounded in Coburg, in short, no one could drive these two Maus tanks that represented the empire's hope.

The emperor sat down dejectedly: "Okay, if a rookie who just graduated can also achieve results, it means that our weapons are very efficient!"