Arc of Gunfire

After rushing into the room, Wang Zhong let out a long breath.

I don't know if it was because he felt relieved, but his wound began to hurt.

So he shouted angrily: "Medic!"

Immediately a female medical soldier appeared: "Who is shouting?"

"Me me!" Wang Zhong raised his left hand high - his right hand was injured and he couldn't use his strength. He could lift it, but it would hurt.

The female medical soldier rushed up, ripped off all Wang Zhong's sleeves, and quickly removed the bandage: "Who bandaged it?"

Wang Zhong: "Myself. It was too urgent just now. We blew up an enemy jeep. We don't know when the enemy will hear the sound and come over."

Female medical soldier: "The bandage is very bad. It has not been disinfected and it has already started to suppurate. Just wait until you have a fever. The good news is that the bullet has passed through."

As she spoke, she took out a bag of yellow powder and sprinkled it all on Wang Zhong's wounds.

Wang Zhong screamed in pain.

The female medical soldier teased: "Don't scream, my girlfriend is watching."

Lyudmila was still observing outside, but she immediately turned her head when she heard this: "I am not a girlfriend. I am a praying hand and belong to the 55th Divine Arrow Regiment, but my magic arrow was killed by a tank."

When she said this, Lyudmila glanced at Wang Zhong, and after a brief hesitation, she said: "I survived under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Rokossov."

In fact, Lieutenant Colonel Alexei Konstantinovich Rokosov was shot by a tank and ran into the basement in a mess - literally in the shit.

Lyudmila said this here to save Wang Zhong's face.

After realizing this, Wang Zhong quietly closed his open legs, fearing that others would see the marks on his pants.

This urine is not his, it is best if it is not discovered.

The noncommissioned officer who had just opened the door to the two men frowned slightly: "Lieutenant Colonel Rokossov's regimental defense area is two blocks away. Has the regiment been broken up?"

Wang Zhong recalled what he had seen when he was on the second floor, and he seemed to have barely seen any khaki troops still resisting nearby.

So he replied: "Yes, my troops have been routed."

The reason for the collapse was, of course, that the commander was so pissed that he hid. How could such an army not collapse?

The sergeant who asked the question cursed and rubbed his beard harshly.

Lyudmila glanced at Wang Zhong and said, "The enemy's offensive is too fierce, and there is nothing we can do."

Wang Zhong remembered that this Lyudmila called herself Alyosha, which was Alexei's nickname. If this country's habits are similar to Russia on the earth plane, being able to call each other by nicknames shows that the relationship between the two people is still good. Considered close.

So now Lyudmila will help cover it up, probably because of this relationship.

Wang Zhong was slightly disappointed.

He thought he had already won the girl's trust.

Lyudmila continued: "I want to return to the team. The troops I belong to are distributed to the entire 79th Division. There must be people in the same team alive, and I want to join them."

"You came just in time," the bearded sergeant said. "Brother Yetsemenko's team just happened to lose their prayer hands. I'll call someone to take you there, Stepan!"

A sturdy middle-aged man appeared: "Sergeant major, are you calling me?"

The bearded man pointed at Lyudmila: "Take this captain to Brother Yetsemenko's team. He is the praying hand."

The strong man nodded: "Follow me."

Lyudmila stood up and gently pressed Wang Zhong's shoulder with her right hand: "Alyosha, you are a wounded person. Go down and recuperate. If I can't come back, take care of my parents for me."

This girl is indeed very familiar with the original Lieutenant Colonel Se Ue.

Although Wang Zhong didn't even know the name of the country they belonged to now, and he didn't have any awareness of protecting his family and the country, but as a man, the girl was ready to die generously, so there was no way he could give in.

"No," he said, "I'm only slightly injured and I can still fight."

Lyudmila was a little surprised. She stared at Wang Zhong for a few seconds and then smiled sweetly: "Not this time. If you are worried that I will look down on you, then don't worry. I can't look down on you. You are here to save me." I was the one who got hurt.”

Indeed, Wang Zhong saw that the enemy was about to open fire on Lyudmila, so he shouted to attract attention, and then he was shot.

Lyudmila continued: "If you go to the line of fire now, no one will criticize you. Go there in an upright manner. After you recover from your injuries, you can let the Prossens have a taste of their power!"

After saying that, Lyudmila turned around with a determined expression and nodded to the strong man: "Lead the way."

The two of them left.

The bearded sergeant major snapped his fingers: "Xie Na, bandage the lieutenant colonel and get a stretcher bearer to take him to the rear."

Wang Zhong: "No! I can evacuate, but I have to tell you the information I have first..."

Tell who?

Wang Zhong knew no one.

Wait a minute, the ID seems to have the unit number written on it, but Wang Zhong was in a hurry and didn't remember it.

Before he could take out his ID, the bearded man said: "Tell Prince Vladimir?"

Wang Zhong: "Yes! I came back from enemy territory, and I killed a senior officer in a jeep on the way!"

In fact, Wang Zhong didn't know why he worked so hard to stay on the front line. His original plan was to save his life in these troubled times. In order to achieve this goal, he should be evacuated with peace of mind.

Maybe it was Lyudmila's performance that stimulated him.

Or maybe it was because he didn't want to leave Lyudmila on the front line like this.

Wang Zhong took the time to switch the perspective and found that Lyudmila's "soldier card" was no longer on his plug-in interface, and he became a polished commander again.

Just when Wang Zhong felt conflicted, Bearded Beard spoke: "Well, technically you are a lieutenant colonel, and we can only execute your orders. Anton!"

Another decorated private first class entered the room: "Here we go!"

Bearded: "This is Lieutenant Colonel Alexei Konstantinovich Rokosov, take him to the headquarters."

"Are you going to carry it?" the first-class soldier asked in surprise.

Wang Zhong stood up on his own and pushed away the medical soldier who continued to help him wipe the blood on his body: "I can leave."

Private First Class: "Please follow me."

…

Wang Zhong followed the first-class soldier to the backyard, only to find that a hole had been opened in the courtyard wall. Judging from the condition of the edge of the hole, it was deliberately opened.

"Did we dig this hole?" he asked the private.

"Yes, the Duke asked me to fight." The first-class soldier replied in a rather proud tone. "The Duke has experience in the civil war and said that this would allow the defense zone to be connected. We worked all night to break through these walls. . Of course the Prosin people also helped a lot, the Prosin people’s bombs!”

As they were talking, the two passed by a crater with a diameter of five or six meters, and more than half of the surrounding buildings collapsed.

"Did you see the spire in front? The Cathedral of Santa Maria is said to have been built six hundred years ago. It was built with huge stones. Even the 155mm heavy artillery can't hit it! It is now the Duke's headquarters!"

Wang Zhong looked at the spire pointed by the first-class soldier, and then found that there was no cross on the spire, but a sun emblem instead.

Sure enough, this is not the earth, and even the religion is different.

Five minutes later, Wang Zhong arrived in front of the church.

The first-class soldier leading the way saluted the gate post, and then loudly announced the name "Lieutenant Colonel Alexei Konstantinovich Rokosov".

Immediately a lieutenant came out of the church: "The lieutenant colonel is here? The Duke is waiting for you."

Wang Zhong frowned slightly, is the Duke waiting for me?

The first-class soldier saluted Wang Zhong: "I'm going back."

Wang Zhong took the opportunity to learn the salute method of this army, and returned the same salute: "Thank you, and I wish you good luck in the future."

The private first class left without looking back.

Wang Zhong followed the lieutenant who came to greet him and entered the church.

Although most of the sky outside was filled with smoke, the sunlight still filtered through the stained glass, giving the interior of the church a layer of sacred color.

The lieutenant led Wang Zhong through the chapel and into the sacrament room at the back.

This place has now become a command center, with at least six radios and eight telephones placed within sight. In old war movies, the "beep-beep-beep" sound of telegrams often heard in command headquarters filled the room.

A huge city defense map hangs on the north wall.

The picture is full of arrows representing enemy attacks.

Prince Vladimir stood in front of the map with his hands behind his back.

The lieutenant snapped a salute: "Sir, Count Rokosov has arrived."

Wang Zhong raised his eyebrows. Instead of calling him a military rank, he used a title?

Duke Vladimir looked at Wang Zhong: "You are still alive. That's great. The Crown Prince personally sent a telegram asking me to ensure your life."

Crown Prince?

Wang Zhong briefly recalled the equipment of both the enemy and ours that he saw along the way. This was obviously a World War II-level army. Why was there still a crown prince?

Didn't a fight start?

It's possible. There is a saying that the end of World War I was actually just an indefinite armistice. World War II and World War I were originally the same war.

Duke Vladimir turned to the staff beside him and said: "Arrange forces immediately to send the lieutenant colonel back to Yekaterinburg."

Wang Zhong: "Wait a minute! I'm here to report the situation on the front line!"

Grand Duke Vladimir did not listen to Wang Zhong at all and continued to give instructions to his staff: "Also, get a new pair of trousers for the lieutenant colonel. They must fit. My tailor should have enough fabric."

Wang Zhong lowered his head and realized that the water stain was actually very clear. He just pretended not to notice it.

This made his ears feel hot all of a sudden, even though he was not responsible for the water stains.

Soon enough, a sharp whistling sound came from the sky.

Duke Vladimir's face changed drastically, and he roared with all his strength: "It's a naval gun!"

The next moment, the roof was penetrated by a 381mm heavy artillery shell.