Chapter 502: Heading to Hell (Updated 1981)

Chapter 502: Heading to Hell (Updated 19/81)

Although he went to have a romantic time with his wife in the middle, Wang Zhong still returned to the Abawahan Air Force Base on time.

On the way back, he also used smoke bombs to guide the 4th Attack Aircraft Regiment to attack an artillery position in Proson.

After landing, the Air Force Commander personally pushed the boarding ladder over: "How is it, General, what did you find?"

Wang Zhong: "We found a good landing point, and asked the Navy Commander to go to the Front Command for a meeting. Also, has there been any news from the Front Command during the time I was in the sky?"

"No." The Air Force Commander shook his head, "We only know that we have lost seven or eight front-line positions, and the enemy is advancing deep into our territory."

Wang Zhong: "How many troops have gone to the front line?"

"There are military vehicles driving out of the train station all the time, and the bridge across the Valdai River is also full of military vehicles. Troops are continuously heading to the front line."

Wang Zhong nodded and was about to move forward. Suddenly, he remembered something and said to the Air Force Commander: "Develop the photos! Then send them to the Front Command as soon as possible. I will personally mark the important targets in the photos!"

"Yes!" The Air Force Commander was obviously almost twenty years older than Wang Zhong, but he still stood at attention and saluted Wang Zhong like an ordinary private.

In fact, it was normal. As Wang Zhong personally went to the sky, the Air Force pilots' favorability towards Wang Zhong soared at an astonishing rate.

Maybe it was because Wang Zhong was just a legendary figure before, but now he became a "comrade-in-arms" who sacrificed his life with the pilots, and the distance between them was shortened.

Wang Zhong was about to get on Gregory's car when a ground crew member called him: "General! How about preparing a reconnaissance plane for you with a special paint job?"

Emilia immediately said: "This is not good. The enemy will also sum up their experience. They will focus on the general's special plane to intercept. Although my flying skills are first-class, bullets are ruthless, and the general may be injured."

Wang Zhong: "Your suggestion is very good. You can paint a reconnaissance plane all red. Red is my representative color."

"Alyosha!" Emilia actually called Wang Zhong by his nickname, "This won't work!"

Wang Zhong: "Listen to me. When the enemy notices it, we can use this red plane as bait and let the most experienced pilot fly it. In this way, we can secretly conduct reconnaissance.

"When we are not flying, we can also use this red plane to disrupt the line of sight. For example, when we want to counterattack, we can use the red plane to fly a feint attack direction first. "

Wang Zhong gestured and looked at Emilia after he finished speaking: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Emilia stared at Wang Zhong for a few seconds: "You are so cunning, you are actually a villain, right?"

"No, no, no, Seres has a classical wisdom that says that bad guys will do anything, so good guys can never beat bad guys. In order to punish evil and promote good, good guys must be more cunning than bad guys!"

In fact, Wang Zhong did not see this truth from some profound book, he saw it from Stephen Chow's movie "Justice, My Foot."

If you think about it carefully, that story is quite incorrect. In the end, the good guys won the victory by relying on their relationship with the emperor, tricks, and the purest foul mouth.

It's... quite black humor.

After Wang Zhong finished talking about the truth he got from the movie, everyone nodded: "It makes sense. In order to defeat the bad guys, you have to be more cunning than them!"

Emilia: "You convinced me, cunning admiral."

Wang Zhong: "You're welcome. "

After saying that, he got on the jeep.

Emilia jumped onto the seat next to him like a swallow.

Gregory immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the jeep rushed towards the gate of the airport.

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At the same time, the 21st tank regiment command vehicle broke through. Captain Romanov leaned his upper body out of the turret, took off the tank soldier's soft hat, and let the wind blow his wet hair.

The infantry major who hitchhiked asked: "I heard that the Proson tankers don't need to wear this soft hat, is that true?"

"Yes, I've seen their tanks, they are very spacious, and they are more stable when driving, so there is no need to worry about hitting your head." Captain Romanov patted the top cover of the turret, "Look at our stuff, this is still a heavy tank, you sit in the T34, it can shake you and vomit all the overnight meals!"

The major laughed: "I've sat in the T34, it's really uncomfortable. It's okay on the road, but it's a physical job to avoid falling off when off-road. "

Romanov and the major laughed together, and then he changed the subject: "Are you going to the new unit to be the regiment commander?"

"Yes, I was shot in the shoulder before - by the way, my shoulder is the same shoulder as General Rokossov! But the general was just grazed, and my bullet hit the shoulder blade, and it seemed to be stuck in the cartilage. It took surgery to remove it."

The major gestured.

Major Romanov was amazed: "I really envy you, our tankers are either unscathed or burned to ashes with the tank."

The infantry major hummed: "Ah young commander, the head has been pierced by a bullet~"

Major Romanov also sang along: "The armor-piercing bullet hit the tank, goodbye dear comrade~ Four crew members... No, we are a five-person crew. "

The infantry major laughed.

At this time, in Romanov's headphones, all the members of the KV tank laughed.

It was obviously a sad song, but the two majors sang it with great courage, not inferior to Prosen's war song.

Yes, it was the song "Only loyal tanks can give us a steel grave".

At this time, the sound of artillery shells exploding came from the direction of advance. Although it was daytime, the light of the explosion still lit up the dark clouds covering the earth again and again.

The flash was like lightning, and the rumbling sound of artillery was like thunder before a storm.

Romanov looked ahead, opened his voice, and sang loudly: "The young commander, his head has been pierced by bullets~ His eyes will never open again~"

All the tankers sang together: "The armor-piercing shell hit the tank, goodbye dear comrade~"

Even the infantry on the tank sang together.

On both sides of the road, there were also infantry troops advancing towards the "thunder and lightning" in the distance, and they all looked at the tanks that were constantly "overtaking".

Suddenly, an infantryman shouted: "Davarish! Beat up the Prosens for us! We'll be there soon!"

"Don't kill all the enemies! I know how powerful you are!"

"Yeah, leave some for us infantrymen! We have to walk up, so we always have to drink soup!"

"Don't sing such sad songs! Sing something more inspiring!"

Then the infantrymen began to sing "The Last Courage": "Damn it, I still have the last grenade!"

Romanov slapped the top of the tank's turret: "Can you lose to the mud-legged people? Come on, speak louder! The young commander has his head pierced..."

The chaos lasted for a while, and when the tank troops finally surpassed the infantry, the mess stopped.

At this time, the infantry major said: "My position is in front, and there are people waiting to pick me up on the side of the road."

"Okay, stop the car in front!" Romanov said loudly.

The tank stopped perfectly in front of the people who came to pick up the infantry major.

The major jumped out of the car and turned to salute Romanov: "Go ahead, Davarishi!"

Romanov saluted in return: "See you in Prosenya, Davarishi!"