artillery arc

Chapter 62 Disputes over cannons
The city of Loktov is not that big. It only takes half an hour to walk from the northernmost point to the southernmost point. If you walk faster, it may take more than 20 minutes.

If you have a bicycle, you can ride from any point in the city to any place in fifteen minutes.

Wang Zhong sat in a jeep and ran forward with Sanlian. Including the gathering time, he arrived at the repair shop in less than fifteen minutes.

Before arriving at the repair shop, Wang Zhong saw another group of people blocking the door of the repair shop from a distance.

This group of people was led by a priest, who was shouting at the door: "Why don't you let us in?"

"The cannon is first come, first served!"

"This was meant to replenish our cannon!"

Pavlov's driver was also a person who survived Penier. He was not afraid at all. He held a pistol and shouted: "No one is allowed to go in and touch the cannons! Chief of Staff Pavlov has requisitioned these cannons!"

The person on the other side also shouted: "I don't know what Pavlov you are! Are you the one who raises dogs?"

Wang Zhong was shocked, what, there is also a Pavlov who raises dogs in this world?

But this is not surprising, the surname Pavlov is quite common.

Sergeant Major Gregory was very good at what he did. He drove the jeep until it almost hit the priest leading the team on the opposite side before braking. He also swung the jeep and almost hit the person.

The raised dust directly covered the faces of these people.

Wang Zhong straightened his clothes and was about to get out of the car when Vasily got out early and opened the door.

Vasily: "Your Majesty General!"

The noisy crowd suddenly became quiet and looked at Jeep.

After seeing the general star on Wang Zhong's collar badge, everyone hurriedly stood at attention and saluted.

Wang Zhong got out of the car under the watchful eyes of everyone, and responded casually: "Xiu Xi, what are you arguing about?"

Pavlov got off the car from the other side, hurriedly walked around the car and came behind Wang Zhong, and winked at his driver.

The driver immediately reported: "Report to the general, these people are trying to steal our artillery!"

The bishop on the opposite side immediately said: "Where did the order give you this artillery? Take it out and take a look!"

Wang Zhong glanced at the priest.

Although Wang Zhong's general uniform is brand new, it cannot conceal the sense of pressure honed on the battlefield.

The priest immediately calmed down the domineering look on his face.

Wang Zhong: "Which department are you in?"

In fact, Wang Zhong's plug-in can see the numbers of friendly troops, but it is only reasonable to ask at this time. Moreover, the plug-in can only view the serial number, but not other detailed information.

The priest replied: "We are the 5th Beshensk Infantry Regiment, which retreated from Andlisovka."

Anlisovka, northwest of Bogdanovka, it seems that Prosen's offensive line has completely advanced from Bogdanovka to Vozny.

Wang Zhong suddenly realized, when did he become so familiar with the map?
It seems that the past few days of thinking about maps have been very fruitful!
No, you can't be distracted, deal with the matter in front of you first.

Wang Zhong glanced at the soldiers of the 5th Beshensk Regiment and asked, "Where are you military chiefs? Why are you brought here by a priest?"

There is no bishop at the level of the Ant Empire regiment. The regiment has a military officer and a chief of staff. Now there is only one priest leading the regiment. There is a high probability that both the regiment commander and the regiment chief of staff have died.

But Wang Zhong still wants to ask this question, what if people just heard that the regiment commander and chief of staff were shitting when they heard that there were artillery, and they could only let a priest lead the team first?

The priest's expression darkened: "All of them were sacrificed. Now the highest-ranking officer in our regiment is me. According to the command sequence, I took over the command."

Wang Zhong: "I'm sorry. How many more people do you have left?"

The priest replied: "There are still three hundred and seventy intact warriors."

Pavlov said: "You are defeated..."

The priest immediately became angry and raised his voice: "We were not defeated! After completing the blocking mission, we retreated with all our structures intact! If we are given another order, we can build fortifications anywhere and continue to resist!"

Wang Zhong: "In the above definition, this is a defeated army. We are also defined as a defeated army."

"Your Excellency General!" The priest looked at Wang Zhong seriously, "I cannot accept this evaluation! We fought like the 3rd Amur Regiment that fought bravely in Haute Penier! It's just that we don't have tanks or magic arrows, so It’s just that we didn’t destroy so many enemy tanks! We need these artillery pieces, and we will definitely achieve better results in the next battle!”

Wang Zhong nodded with a straight face: "Well, I believe you can do it. But my troops can do better."

Both the priest and his soldiers looked unconvinced.

Priest: "Your Excellency, what kind of army is your army?"

Wang Zhong: "The 31st Guards Infantry Regiment."

"Huh, the Guards all have iconic cloaks. How many regiments do you have?" The priest suddenly stopped and looked at the soldiers lined up neatly behind Wang Zhong with confusion.

Wang Zhong: "The 31st Guards Infantry Regiment."

The priest raised his eyebrows: "Is it the heroic regiment of Haute-Penier that destroyed sixty tanks?"

Wang Zhong was embarrassed for a moment. This number might not count the destroyed half-tracks as tanks.

But at this time, it would be detrimental to the overall situation to undermine the propaganda of the church propaganda office-the current situation of overwhelming defeat requires heroic deeds to boost morale.

So Wang Zhong nodded seriously: "Yes, it's us."

The priest took a step back and looked at Wang Zhong carefully: "Then you are the White Horse General, Count Alexey Konstantinovich Rokosov?"

What the hell is General White Horse? Wang Zhong glanced at Pavlov, who whispered: "What the newspaper reported yesterday was the enemy's communication sent back by the believers of the Eastern Holy Sect in Plosen."

The information sent back by the followers of the Eastern Holy Sect in Plosen?
Wang Zhong has learned about some of the situation here in the past few days. Proson does not believe in the Eastern Holy Religion, and this war also has a bit of a crusade.

Maybe it's because of the existence of magic arrows that can confuse the gods. The power of the church here is much stronger than that on Earth.

Wang Zhong: "The enemy says I am General White Horse?"

"Yes, you say that you specifically ride a horse to provoke the Proson Armored Forces, and you are domineering and arrogant!"

Wang Zhong was overjoyed. He just overran on horseback for reconnaissance. He originally planned to run to the smoke and stop, but it turned out that it was difficult to control the horse from the bird's eye view. Buscephalas ran very fast and rushed out of the smoke.

In the eyes of the enemy, he was just out to ridicule.

Wang Zhong: "Actually, I was just doing reconnaissance on horseback. The driver of car No. 422 I was riding in was injured and could not drive, so I had to do reconnaissance on horseback."

This is the truth, the truth.

But it may sound like modesty to others.

At this time, the attitude of the people of the 5th Beshensk Infantry Regiment was completely different, and they looked at Wang Zhong with a little more respect.

Wang Zhong struck while the iron was hot: "After knowing that I am General White Horse, do you still want to grab this cannon?"

The priest gritted his teeth and seemed to still want the cannon. After all, he has experienced bloody battles and knows how important artillery is to the next battle. He knows that one more cannon may save a lot of blood, so he really cannot give up easily.

Wang Zhong had an idea at this time and asked: "Which division do you belong to?"

"Eighty-first Infantry Division." The priest answered.

Wang Zhong: "Then where is this division now?"

"I don't know, the division has been out of contact for a long time." The priest lowered his voice.

Pavlov said: "Although there is no notice to revoke the designation of this division, there is no supply for this division in the logistics transportation plan, and the supply of this regiment should be arranged separately.

"This is a precursor to canceling the designation."

Wang Zhong: "Then the situation is simple. There are no divisions above you, and there are no regiments below my Rokossov battle group. Pavlov, prepare documents and apply to incorporate them into our battle group."

"In this way, if we take the cannon, you can also take it!"

The priest scratched the back of his head: "Isn't this... not in line with normal procedures?"

Wang Zhong: "During war, special things should be done. And the order I received was to collect broken troops here. You are not counted as broken troops, but if your division is defeated, your 81st Division is counted as broken troops!" "

A division with all its structures wiped out would of course be defeated, which is reasonable.

Pavlov looked at the sky with a tired look and complained softly: "Damn it, do you know how much paperwork this is?"

Wang Zhong pretended not to hear and continued to look at the priest: "How is it?"

The priest slapped his thigh: "Okay, that's it. Then we go back and wait for the order!"

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After the 5th Beshensk Regiment drove away, Pavlov's driver finally opened the door.

A master chef was already waiting inside. When he saw Wang Zhong coming in, he immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"But I've waited for you! We've oiled up the cannons, and we're just waiting for you to take them away and continue to fight the Prosen Japanese!"

As he spoke, the old master made a gesture of invitation, and then led Wang Zhong to the factory while continuing:

“We actually don’t know how to repair cannons.

"But you see, there are so many cannons, this one is bad here, and that one is bad there. Comparing them will tell you what the overall structure is. We have saved three cannons.

"The two doors of the 45 are all original parts. The 76 is short of parts, so we used a lathe to turn them out ourselves. It's okay."

Wang Zhong wanted to take a closer look at the cannon, but he immediately realized that he didn't understand cannons at all and couldn't understand the way out, so he had better let those who understood do it.

So he turned back to the young men of the Third Company and said, "Are you from the artillery school?"

The leading young man looked askance at the noncommissioned officer leading the team.

Sergeant: "The Brigadier is asking you something, just answer it, don't look at me."

"Yes! Your Excellency, Brigadier General!"

Wang Zhong: "Send the two with the best scores to inspect this cannon."

All the recruits turned to look at a curly-haired boy.

The young man walked out of the queue and saluted Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong nodded: "Dimitri Ivanovich, tell me immediately whether this cannon can be fired smoothly."

Suddenly hearing his name, the young man was slightly surprised: "Do you really remember our names?"

"Of course, check the cannon."

Wang Zhong did try to remember everyone yesterday, but he has not succeeded so far and can only rely on the help of plug-ins.

But now he knew that there was a boy named Dimitri Ivanovich who was a good fucker.

(End of this chapter)