Arc of Gunfire

However, the first problem Wang Zhong had to face was his increasing sleepiness.

I don't know if it was because he was next to Su Fang, but Wang Zhong started to sweat from the heat at night, and the breath he exhaled from his mouth was also frighteningly hot.

As the body heats up, the thinking speed of the brain also becomes as slow as if it were filled with lead.

In a state of confusion, Wang Zhong wondered if he had a fever.

He thought of the wound on his shoulder.

I vaguely remember that when the wound was being bandaged, someone said that the wound was in very bad condition and that a fever would occur soon.

Who said that?

The condition of his head was so bad that Wang Zhong couldn't remember anything.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and finally he fell asleep completely.

When he opened his eyes again, the street scene passing by the window showed that the convoy was passing through a small town.

In the hazy moment, Wang Zhong heard the Prosen language and suddenly woke up - of course, his head was still groggy.

His first reaction was to draw his gun, but his slender hand held down his weapon: "Don't worry, what I said just now means 'be careful, the front is enemy-occupied territory'."

Because his physical condition was so poor, Wang Zhong took a moment to realize that the enemy-occupied area mentioned by the Proson Japs was the area controlled by our army.

He looked at his watch, but it took him a full second to understand the time: it was three o'clock in the morning.

It's obviously only three o'clock in the morning, but the fish belly is already turning white in the east. The little potatoes in the south have never seen it dawn so early.

Wang Zhong stared at Dongfang for a few seconds, and then he remembered that he should pay attention to his surroundings from a bird's-eye view.

Before he could cut it out, Su Fang said: "You have a fever, is it because of the wound? The field hospital is right behind us, but they didn't give you penicillin."

Wang Zhong: "They have no chance. They are basically being chased away by the enemy."

When he spoke, the breath exhaled from Wang Zhong's mouth was hot.

He didn't feel it even if he didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, Wang Zhong felt thirsty and wanted to touch the kettle, but he only found the broken kettle strap.

Then a kettle with the cap opened was handed to him.

Su Fang: "Drink more. Sorry, I... didn't expect you might be short of water."

"Thank you." Wang Zhong took the kettle and took a big sip. Maybe it was because of the fever, but he felt like his body was like a sponge, and the water was completely absorbed as soon as it entered his mouth.

After a round of drinking, Wang Zhong felt much better. He switched to a bird's-eye view to confirm that there were no enemies in front of him.

At this time, Su Fang said: "It would be better for you to go to the rear to recuperate as soon as possible. I see that your face is very pale."

Wang Zhong: "That will have to wait until we escape from danger."

After speaking, Wang Zhong saw four tanks parked on the hillside ahead from a bird's eye view.

He subconsciously shouted: "Stop!"

The jolt of braking almost made Wang Zhong vomit. He was already very uncomfortable, but this moment almost shook his brains out.

The good news is that these tanks on the hillside are not the enemy.

The tanks of the Prosen Empire are all painted in gray, just like the German army in another time and space, but the tanks on the hillside are all khaki.

Do countries in this time and space still don’t have the concept of camouflage?

These khaki tanks look much taller than the tanks of the Prosen Empire. In addition to the main turret equipped with a stubby cannon, there are two small turrets in the front. They look like a pair of handles on the front of the vehicle. .

This look looks a bit familiar to Wang Zhong.

Soviet T28 multi-turret tank?

That thing Wang Zhong fired in "War Thunder", it has a thin skin and a big stuffing. The only advantage is that the 45mm cannon has good penetration and damage.

Put this thing on the top of the mountain——

Suddenly, Wang Zhong thought of something more important: now they were riding in a German truck!

Wang Zhong: "Turn off the lights, turn off the lights quickly! Give the order for the cars behind to turn off the lights too!"

Accidental fire by friendly forces is very common on the battlefield, especially when using captured equipment.

German ace tanker Otto Karius mentioned in his autobiography "Tiger in the Mud" that the armored forces unanimously believed that the T34 tank was too useful, so they used the captured tanks without hesitation. .

As a result, even though they painted huge iron crosses on the tanks, they were still killed by their own people. From then on, Mr. Alto Karius gave up the idea of ​​getting a T34 and driving it himself.

Wang Zhong did not want to die in the hands of his own people.

He asked Su Fang: "There are tanks of our army on the hillside ahead. Can you contact them?"

Su Fang looked forward in confusion. Although the sunlight in the east was becoming more and more obvious, the visibility on the ground was still less than 500 meters. There were no tanks visible at all. The hills in the distance were only outlines. Where could they be? What traces of tanks.

Su Fang: "Are you confused by the fever?"

Wang Zhong: "Can we get in touch?"

He is sick now and feels very uncomfortable, so he has a bad temper.

Su Fang shrank her neck and replied: "Then I need time to say mass, and I also need to see if there are any hymn monks on the opposite side."

Wang Zhong was speechless. It seemed that he could only think of other ways.

"The tanks should have radios. We have captured radios and we will try to see if we can call them," he said.

Sergey: "We don't know the communication frequency of the tank troops, nor do we know the secret codes and radio call signs they agreed on. They won't believe the situation on the battlefield now."

Wang Zhong held his forehead. He felt pain in his head - but this was probably not because of the problem in front of him, but because he had a fever.

In this state, Wang Zhong made a decision that he would never make normally.

He said: "Tie white flags and military flags to our car, and ask everyone in the car to get out of the car. You get out of the car too, Su Fang. Wait for daybreak, and we will drive forward. If we successfully connect with the tank troops, we will send out flares "

Sergey's face turned green: "Does...do we have to go there? Can't we let someone else go? Is it okay for someone else to do things like contacting the tank troops?"

Wang Zhong simply didn't hear what Sergey said. He had a fever and felt that his brain would start boiling at any time.

Sergey waited for a few seconds but didn't get a reply. He sighed and said with a cry: "Okay, okay."

Su Fang: "Well, how do I get out of the car? Climb over you two? Sorry, this is a bit..."

Wang Zhong opened the door, but when he wanted to get out of the car, his legs gave out and he almost fell down.

Fortunately, someone supported him.

In a daze, he saw the familiar silver hair.

Lyudmila supported his shoulders and asked with concern: "Alyosha, you... look very bad!"

It took Wang Zhong a moment to remember that Alyosha was the nickname of his own name, Alexei. Sure enough, this girl is very familiar with me.

While thinking this, Wang Zhong let go of all his strength and leaned on the girl.

Lyudmila took a step back before supporting the adult man's weight.

She hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Brother Ye Tsemenko asked me to ask why the car was parked and what happened."

Wang Zhong: "There was our army's tank unit in front, so we stopped first because we were afraid of accidental attack."

Lyudmila looked ahead, her voice filled with confusion: "In front?"

At this time, Su Fang poked her head out of the car with an embarrassed look on her face - she happened to be blocked by Wang Zhong from getting off the car.

Seeing this, Lyudmila pulled Wang Zhong back a few steps.

Su Fang got out of the car, awkwardly pulled her somewhat messy clothes, and said, "Well, I am a monk of poetry. According to the regulations, I have to follow the supreme commander."

"Oh." Lyudmila nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

At this time Yegorov came over and reported: "The military flag and the white flag have been tied up."

"I know." Wang Zhong responded, reluctantly leaving Lyudmila and climbing back into the cab.

At this time, he still had no strength in his limbs, especially his injured right hand, which was so limp that it was difficult to hold a telescope.

Of course he couldn't get into the car now. When the two girls saw this, they hurried over and pushed him in together.

Lyudmila asked worriedly: "What are you doing?"

Wang Zhong: "Get in touch with the tank troops to avoid accidental attacks."

Yegorov: "How about I go..."

Wang Zhong: "No, this is my job. Your soldiers trust you, not me. I can't command them if I stay."

In fact, Wang Zhong's thinking ability is very limited now, otherwise he would definitely realize that the most reasonable approach is to send two volunteers.

It's a pity that he can't think fully now, and the people around him have become accustomed to obeying his orders after a whole day of fighting.

Sergey said with a sad face: "Why don't you, Yegorov, replace me?"

Wang Zhong closed the car door and waved his hand: "Drive."

Although Sergey looked like a loser and a coward, he still started the car.

So the car with the white flag and the Ant military flag drove eastward in the morning light.