Arc of Gunfire

Next, Wang Zhong gained a deeper understanding of the role of heavy artillery.

It was obviously just a salvo, and two of the four shells missed. In fact, the one that hit the enemy was the last one that fell.

But even so, the enemy's armored reconnaissance battalion can't do anything for the next hour. Just rescuing the wounded, collecting equipment from the wounded and dead, and pushing the destroyed vehicles to the roadside will keep them busy. It's overwhelming.

At first, Wang Zhong paid close attention to the enemy's next move. After watching it for a while, he became discouraged. He pulled up a chair and sat by the window to look at the sky.

On the surface, he is looking at the sky, but actually he is looking at the enemy from an overhead perspective.

His mentality has changed, and now he feels like a child squatting on the school playground, having just destroyed an ant's nest with a bottle of mineral water, and now watching the ants save themselves with relish.

In fact, originally, an armored reconnaissance battalion posed no threat to Loktov's defense. Now that it was bombed by heavy artillery, it no longer poses a threat.

At 11 o'clock at noon, the enemy seemed to have finally completed their reorganization and dispersed across the field.

Then, they encountered the first gift prepared by Wang Zhong: a fake minefield.

No, the minefield near the main road was planted by the city defense group, and it was genuine.

Vasily also reported that they had buried two boxes of real mines in the fake minefield, mixed with the lids of a large number of canned pickles.

This is enough for the Prossens.

While Wang Zhong was thinking about this, the enemy infantry searching for and advancing on both sides of the road stepped on the mines laid by the city defense regiment.

The man was blown three meters into the air. His legs flew even further, flying across the road and landing on the other side.

Wang Zhong was speechless: "You told me this is a landmine?"

Dimitri, who was observing through the artillery mirror, said: "It's normal. This thing has a 300-gram charge. If it doesn't kill the one next to it, it's considered abnormal."

Wang Zhong was shocked: "Is this an anti-tank mine?"

"Anti-personnel mines!" Vasily said, "I buried two boxes with my own hands. They are indeed anti-personnel mines."

What kind of infantry requires 300 grams of explosives to kill?

Could it be that there is an Asir clan in Prosen? Valkyrie? Can't it be blown up without so much explosive?

No, it might just be Mao Zi's regular way of making big bricks and flying.

Wang Zhong continued to observe the enemy. After one person was killed, the remaining enemies all exited the minefield without a sound. At this moment, the scattered enemy troops discovered the sign that Vasily had planted.

The soldier who noticed the sign called the officer, probably to ask what to do.

After a brief exchange, the soldier grabbed the sign and appeared to be preparing to pull it out and show it to a more senior officer.

Soon enough, the ground was ready! Then it popped like a blown balloon!

The "fountain" formed by the soil sprayed the group of Proson soldiers into the sky.

Vasily was very excited when he heard the sound: "This sound! Did the big thing I buried explode? I buried a whole piece of TNT underneath, more than two kilograms!"

Wang Zhong was sweating. You should be ruthless.

"Do you know how far the enemy flew?" he asked.

Vasily: "How far?"

Dimitri said quickly, "I saw one flying to the top of the barn ten meters away."

"Hahaha!" Vasily slapped his thigh and laughed wildly.

Wang Zhong: "Pay attention to the monitoring, you bastard, I think you plan to pick shit for the rest of your life!"

Vasily quickly put his headphones on straight.

The explosion just now caused all the Prosen troops to lie down, seemingly thinking that the heavy artillery bombardment was coming again.

An officer was shouting something, and the soldiers got up in twos and threes.

The orderly soldiers ran along the line of deployment of troops, shouting new orders.

Wang Zhong guessed that all soldiers should stay away from those minefield warning signs.

The enemy began to retreat and did not stop until they were two hundred meters away from the minefield, almost out of Wang Zhong's sight.

Dimitri said happily: "The enemy has retreated! It seems that they have no engineers, so there is nothing they can do with the mines!"

At this time, Yegorov, who was guarding the phone, also came to the window, held up a telescope to observe the enemy, and exclaimed: "If it were me, I would send a reconnaissance team to move along the minefield to see how wide the minefield is. No matter where you go, you’ll end.”

As soon as he finished speaking, two half-track vehicles carried soldiers to the northwest and southeast respectively. It was obvious that the enemy commander's current thoughts were the same as Yegorov's.

Wang Zhong was speechless: "If we have more magic arrows, we can take out these two reconnaissance teams, or at least blow up the vehicles to slow down the enemy's reconnaissance."

Yegorov: "But we don't have magic arrows."

Vasily suddenly shouted: "I heard the enemy on the front talking to his superior. He reported... Let me take a look!"

As he spoke, he looked through the notebook that Wang Zhong personally led the team to seize yesterday and checked the radio call signs and location codes recorded on it.

"The Armored Reconnaissance Battalion reported to the 15th Armored Division Headquarters that Loktov has army artillery-level firepower and a large number of mines! Maybe the information about the number of defenders here is wrong!"

After finishing the translation, Vasily looked at Wang Zhong excitedly: "General, we are regarded as a group army!"

Wang Zhong smiled slightly: "It's mainly due to the B4 heavy artillery."

Yegorov was speechless: "They definitely didn't expect that there are heavy artillery here just because the commander is the prince's dandy brother."

Just when Vasily was about to answer, he suddenly pressed the earphones again to listen carefully. Apparently someone was talking inside again.

He listened and flipped through his notebook frantically. After a moment, he said, "The 15th Division said that the engineers will arrive around 3 pm!"

The officers in the room all looked at their watches.

Yegorov: "Three o'clock. There will only be five hours until dark, and it should be impossible to clear so many minefields. It looks like the first day of the battle will be like this."

Wang Zhong: "Do we have any firepower to reach the engineers who are clearing mines?"

Yegorov: "The maximum range of our heavy machine guns is 1000, but experienced veterans can shoot up to 1500, but... the accuracy is completely unbearable."

Wang Zhong: "It doesn't matter. Don't expose the firepower points we really want to use. Put the machine guns in temporary positions and shoot up to block the enemy engineers."

"If it's just to block the enemy," Yegorov blinked, "you can shoot up behind obstacles so that the enemy can't see the shooter and the machine gun. Of course, new recruits can't do this, but the few machine gunners who survived in my old unit can do it. Anyway, it's all about probability. As long as you can shoot the bullet near the enemy, the rest will be left to St. Andrew."

St. Andrew, the founder of the secular sect of the Eastern Holy Church, is also the only secular sect canonized.

Wang Zhong: "Very good, arrange it immediately!"

Yegorov immediately gave the order. At this time, Vasily asked: "What should we do before the enemy engineers come? Just wait?"

Wang Zhong: "Is that right?"

Vassily: "What was it like between the two attacks of the enemy in Upper Peniye?"

Wang Zhong: "I had a fever at that time, and I went to sleep when the enemy retreated, so don't ask me."

Vassily was shocked: "Fever? Is that the fever I understand?"

"Yes!"

"You still won the battle like this? If you don't have a fever now, the enemy will be in trouble." Even Dimitri, who had been concentrating on observing the enemy, couldn't help but turn around and say.

Vassily: "No, it's possible that you can fight better when you have a fever."

Wang Zhong stared at Vasily, thinking that this dog is really bad-mouthed. If it were another general, he might have been shot.

At this time, Yegorov came back, and Wang Zhong took the opportunity to throw the question to him: "Yegorov, the new soldiers asked how to pass the time between two battles." Yegorov immediately answered: "Clean the gun. This is what the veteran taught me when I participated in the first battle. At that time, we were a secular army guarding a place called Tsaritsyn during the civil war. "The enemy launched a total of seven attacks in one day, and each time was repelled in about 20 minutes, and then they had to spend an hour and a half to organize a new attack. "So from four in the morning to nine in the evening. When I repelled the first attack, I asked the veteran why the enemy didn't attack immediately. The veteran said that the enemy had to spend time to gather the troops that ran back and let them return to the base, which took an hour, and then replenish ammunition and arrange a new attack formation, and half an hour passed. "And the first thing we defenders need to do during this time is to clean the gun. There must be a lot of sand and dust in the gun in the battle just now. If you don't clean it well, it may jam the next time you shoot, and you will die. "

After listening, Vasily lowered his head and clicked his fingers, then asked: "Four o'clock to nine o'clock, seventeen hours, one attack took two hours, a total of seven attacks, and there are still three hours?"

The brigade headquarters fell silent.

Wang Zhong regretted choosing to focus on training this thorn.

Well, a little bit.

Yegorov: "The enemy needs to eat, you idiot! Picking manure tonight will teach you a lesson!"

Vassily looked depressed, so the smile shifted to Wang Zhong's face.

At this time, the walkie-talkie suddenly rang again, and Vasily hurriedly put on the headphones to listen, while listening, he flipped through the notebook: "This is... The 15th Armored Division asked the Air Force... to destroy something. I guess it's our howitzer. "

Wang Zhong: "Where is the response from the Air Force?"

"No response yet... Wait a minute, it's coming. The Air Force asked the 15th Armored Division to provide a location. "

Wang Zhong: "It seems that our blockade reconnaissance tactics worked. ”

There is really no place around Loktov where the two positions of B4 can be seen, so we can only rely on aerial reconnaissance.

Vassily: "Pretending to be stupid, aerial reconnaissance should be the responsibility of the Air Force. Do the Plossons have a bad relationship between the Army and the Air Force?"

That's quite bad. It seems that most countries have conflicts between the services during World War II.

Vassily listened for a while and replied: "No more information. Both sides are silent."

Wang Zhong: "Let Brother Peter pay more attention to enemy reconnaissance aircraft. Also, try to make as many fake artillery positions as possible."

Yegorov immediately passed the order down.

Vassily: "Besides cleaning the gun, what else do you do to kill time?"

No, do you still want to discuss this issue?

Yegorov: "Play cards."

"Play cards?" Vasily exclaimed.

"Yes, it's better than drinking. Anyway, it's all about killing time. It doesn't matter what you do. War is like this. Most of the time you have nothing to do. The time you need to lick blood on the tip of the knife is only that one percent, but you don't know when this one percent will come, so you are always worried. "

Wang Zhong: "Do you have any playing cards?"

Yegorov took out a deck of playing cards from his jacket pocket.

"We usually bet on cigarettes on the front line." He said.

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In the afternoon, Yegorov happily put the cigarettes he had just won into his briefcase: "I am also a person who has defeated a legendary general - a future legendary general."

Wang Zhong threw the poker cards in his hand on the table and said in amazement: "I don't smoke much anyway, I let you win on purpose!"

"Ah, is that so?" Yegorov said proudly, "Your card playing skills will soon make you a big enemy."

At this time, Dimitri, who had been observing in front of the artillery telescope, shouted: "Tank No. 1! The obstacle-breaking vehicle modified from the tank No. 1! The engineers are coming!"