Arc of Gunfire

Jules June 29, 914, Sunday, the seventh day of the war.

At 0730 in the morning, Lieutenant Colonel Alexey Konstantinovich Rokosov led the last remaining organized troops of Ronezh to Bogdanovka.

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Wang Zhong actually saw the defense line of the 63rd Army earlier than the scouts.

In order not to attract the attention of the people around him, he waited for the reconnaissance cavalry to report back before issuing an order: "Inform the friendly forces immediately. We are the third rear Amur regiment guarding Upper Penier. With us are the Ronezh baggage trains." Battalions, and field hospitals, don’t open fire.”

The scout saluted, then turned around and galloped away on his little gray horse.

Wang Zhongze left the queue, put on the air of an officer, and shouted to the soldiers: "Soldiers! I know you have been fighting all day and marching all night, and you are very tired!"

"But now a new task falls on our shoulders! We must show the temperament of a victorious army and boost the morale of our friendly forces! Let them know that the Proscenians can be defeated!

"Everyone stands still!"

The troops in front of Wang Zhong immediately stopped, and the standing command was passed down.

Soon the entire army came to a halt.

Wang Zhong: "Look to the right! Look forward! Hold your head high and walk neatly! Step together - go!"

The steps that had just been scattered now became orderly, and everyone's feet were "speaking" with one voice.

Wang Zhong stood on the dirt bag, looking at the forest of spears passing in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction.

Although he felt that he should sing some songs at this time, he was really tired from thinking about leading the soldiers, so he gave up in the end.

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The soldiers of the 510th Regiment of the 75th Division of the 63rd Army looked at this ragged but high-morale unit with surprised eyes.

Regiment leader Porokino came out of his command bunker and stood on the mountain looking at this small force.

The regimental priest stood beside him and praised: "Although it looks miserable, everyone is in high spirits. Why do you feel that this is not a defeated army, but a victorious army?"

Porokino: "You don't know? They broke out from Ronezh, and then blocked an elite assault group of the Prosen Japs in Upper Penier without any reinforcements. The tanks alone destroyed dozens of them. "

"Oh." The priest accompanying the army exclaimed in admiration, "It's really amazing. Who commanded them?"

"Count Rokosov."

The priest was stunned and turned to look at the leader with disbelief: "Who?"

"Rokosov," Porokino repeated.

"Which Rokosov?" the priest asked again. After all, the surname Rokosov is quite common in Livonia and Moravia. The Ant Empire partially ruled these areas. In order to consolidate its rule, the local nobles once Exchange fiefdoms with local nobles.

Porokino: "That's the one Rokosov who graduated five classes behind me and was the last to graduate."

"That Rokossov?" the priest was shocked.

Porokino pointed to the team: "Look, that's the one walking next to the queue. Although he is quite strong, he is just practicing to pick up girls."

The priest looked at Rokosov from a distance and said, "Why does it feel different from the rumors? Now he at least looks like a veteran on the battlefield."

Polokino pursed his lips and did not answer.

Suddenly, he stepped forward and shouted: "Alexey Konstantinovich!"

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Wang Zhong can no longer react when he hears his name.

He looked up in confusion and saw a completely unimpressed lieutenant colonel.

It’s broken, he thought to himself, who are you trying to deal with?

However, he immediately thought that the name of the friendly army would be displayed from the bird's eye view, so he decisively cut to it, remembered the name, and then cut back.

"Porodino Alexandrovich, you are so kind!"

"I heard you played well this time!" the other party said.

Wang Zhong's face darkened.

In the past, Wang Zhong must have started to show off.

But now, he couldn't be happy at all when he heard the praise.

He was thinking of the soldiers who had died in the battle.

He said: "It's not good enough. I didn't do good enough. Look, Alexandrovich, look at my troops, only so few of them came back, and they were all wounded. I did it. not good enough."

The person on the other side was stunned: "Huh? Uh... you are Alexey Konstantinovich Rokossov, right?"

Wang Zhong just nodded.

The opponent couldn't be beaten directly: "Uh... that's enough! After all, you are breaking through the encirclement and holding on alone, that's enough!"

Wang Zhong just nodded and followed the troops passing by the "acquaintance".

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Porokino looked at Rokossov, then at the priest accompanying the army.

The priest said: "He seemed to really blame himself and felt that he had not played well. It turns out that Count Rokosov is such a person..."

Porokino touched his cheek: "That's not right, something must be wrong."

At this time, the regiment's chief of staff emerged from the command bunker and reminded: "We should report back the incident of Count Rokosov's troops passing through our defense area."

"Oh yes, report it quickly. I need to make a phone call."

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As soon as Wang Zhong's troops arrived on the outskirts of Bogdanovka, a jeep drove up to the troops and stopped the entire troops.

A major with a staff armband jumped out of the car and asked loudly: "Are you the Third Rear Amur Regiment?"

Yegorov stepped forward: "Yes, what's the matter?"

The major nodded: "Duke Wostrom ordered us to arrange accommodation and provide you with meals and medicines. The house has been vacated and the meals are ready. Come with me."

The soldiers, who had just held their heads high and held their chests high, immediately cheered sincerely.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Zhong's soldiers and wounded soldiers were arranged to a school, and the hospital was reopened.

There are many long tables and chairs set up in the open air on the school playground, which looks like a canteen.

The exhausted soldiers rushed to the table and sat down as soon as they heard the disbandment command.

Directly next to the dining hall is the "kitchen", with a simple stone stove and a large military pot. A field cooking team composed of young women from Bogdanovka is busy in the kitchen.

The girls wore flowered headscarves and rolled up their sleeves, busy around the cauldron.

Seeing the tired girls, the mood of the soldiers became obviously high, and there were many people whistling and knocking on bowls.

But the girls were busy cooking and didn't pay much attention to them other than laughing.

Wang Zhong looked at this group of people from the side and thought to himself that you guys switched so quickly. Last night, you were still immersed in the memory of your fallen comrades, but this morning you started hooking up with girls.

However, it is also possible that he has seen the cruelty of the battlefield and knows that he may have to be found on the battlefield next time, so he seizes the opportunity to hook up with the girl.

Who knows.

Wang Zhong did not intend to condemn the surviving soldiers, he just stood aside and looked at them with blessing eyes.

Wait a minute, it seems that Lyudmila and the person I replaced have a relationship where we can call each other by nicknames. Is she my fiancée?

After traveling so many days, Wang Zhong thought about this possibility for the first time.

I have to ask quickly.

Just as Wang Zhong turned to look for Lyudmila, a jeep drove into the school and parked next to the jeep of the major staff officer who arranged for them to enter.

Two strong men got out of the car, wearing church military uniforms and large caps with blue stripes.

A corporal in the open-air dining hall first saw the big blue cap and immediately poked his comrade who was whistling to the girl next to him and booed hard.

The whistling man turned his head impatiently, and when he saw the big blue cap, he immediately sat up straight, as if he had seen a ghost.

The others turned their heads strangely, but immediately closed their mouths and used their hands to remind their comrades who were still paying attention to the girl.

The entire dining hall fell silent.

Everyone looked at the judges of the two tribunals.

The two came directly to Wang Zhong and saluted him: "Lieutenant Colonel Alexey Konstantinovich Rokossov?"

Wang Zhong returned the greeting: "I am. What are you doing?"

"We have received reports that you were killed in action."

"Then I can introduce you two to the way back from hell." Wang Zhong replied calmly.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the battlefield Wang Zhong has experienced is hell. He has indeed returned from hell.

Of course, he did die.

Now Alexei Konstantinovich Rokosov has truly been reborn from his soul bone and has become someone else.

For a moment, Wang Zhong thought, could the Inquisition have noticed something and thought that he was the devil's champion warrior or something like that?

After all, God guides divine arrows in this world, so it’s not surprising that there are demons, right?

The inquisitor, who had one more star on his shoulder than his companion, spoke: "We obtained information from Sergei Nikolayevich Romanov that you are still alive, and learned about your life before arriving at Upper Penier. command."

Wang Zhong's first reaction was: "Who?"

Then he remembered that Sergei Nikolayevich Romanov was the "Duchess's male favorite" with whom he had changed pants.

Before going to the top of the mountain west of Penier, the overly nervous Captain Lubokov mistook Wang Zhong for a Prosin and shot him. Sergey broke his head and stayed in the hospital. Wang Zhong could only evacuate him and the seriously wounded in a fellow villagers' carriage.

Wang Zhong: "How are you, Captain Sergey?"

The judge showed a disgusted expression: "Very good. He has been clamoring all day long for us to evacuate him to St. Catherine Castle. It seems that some lady is waiting for him there."

Wang Zhong frowned, is it true that the Duchess's male favorite is true? The Duchess is now a widow, and he—

He shook his head to rid himself of these thoughts.

No matter what others do, I, Wang Zhong, just want to find a way to kill the Prossen again.

Wang Zhong: "I have nothing to do with him. I hope to replenish my troops as soon as possible so that we can still fight."

In addition to personnel, we also need to add tanks and artillery. It would be best to have T34!

After hearing Wang Zhong's words, the heroes of the Third Post Amur Regiment all looked over, with sharp eyes and resolute expressions. They are all looking forward to having another fight with the Prossens.

The judge glanced at everyone, adjusted his breathing, and said, "Before that, we need to learn about the battle near Upper Penier. Would you like to come with us?"

At this time Yegorov came over: "It is not the task of the Tribunal to understand the battle process, right? You don't care about military affairs."

"You misunderstood, Lieutenant Colonel Ivan Pandelevich Yegorov. It was the Army Group Bishop who wanted to understand the battle process, and he just sent us here to find someone.

"After all, the staff are extremely busy right now, as are the priests and monks accompanying the army. Only we are relatively free."

The judge grinned, a little apologetically.