Chapter 520 Yakov's Little Trick

"I played a little trick." Yakov gestured on the map, "According to our intelligence, the dividing line of several enemy divisions is here, and here. We are likely to bombard the headquarters of the 9th Armored Division, or the headquarters of the 14th Armored Corps. So I put the artillery positions forward in front of the combat area of ​​the 20th Armored Grenadier Division of the 41st Armored Corps."

Wang Zhong smiled: "So if the enemy wants to confirm where the artillery came from, they have to find the army level first? No, the 14th Armored Corps and the 41st Armored Corps, this requires finding the army-level command agency to coordinate."

Yakov clapped his hands: "Yes! In this way, I Our artillery will have enough time to retreat. The enemy will coordinate back and forth like this, and it will probably take more than an hour or two to attack our artillery positions, and by then the enemy will have been deserted. ”

Wang Zhong clapped his hands repeatedly: "Good! Your handling is like Vasily. ”

"Really?" Yakov was a little happy, "It would be great if you can catch up with Vasily by one-third."

Popov smiled: "One-third? No, no, no, just because you are not rude, Vasily is one-third of you. He is just a little smart, but he is really good at writing songs. ”

At this time, the phone rang, it was the red phone.

Pavlov picked up the receiver: "Front Command, OK, wait a moment."

After speaking, he covered the microphone of the receiver and looked at Wang Zhong: "The landing troops are going to set off now, so that they can arrive near the landing point tomorrow morning."

Wang Zhong looked up at the time: "It's already this time, I should rest, and the landing operation will just begin after a nap. Although I don't know what I can do for the landing troops sitting in the headquarters more than 100 kilometers away, I think it's better for me to be awake at that time."

Emilia: "You can take a plane to supervise the army."

"When it's really necessary, I will do so." Wang Zhong said, "Forget it now. Yakov, get a hot water bottle."

Although it's not below zero now, it's not cold for Ant, but it rains every day and the air is very humid, so the body temperature is quite low.

It takes a while for the quilt to warm up without a hot water bottle at night, and people may catch a cold before that.

Yakov sighed: "Okay. I have to make plans and be an orderly. Lyudmila and Miss Nellie, come quickly, otherwise I will become the commander's maid!"

Wang Zhong: "No, you are far from Nellie. When Nellie was here, my clothes were warm and ironed every morning. You never do this."

"You should have said it earlier." Yakov complained, put down the documents in his hand, and went to the water room to get a hot water bottle for Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong stood up: "Then I will withdraw first. Call me if there is an emergency."

"The Prosen people will not attack at night, so don't worry." Pavlov said.

Wang Zhong: "It's hard to say. Maybe they have made some night vision equipment. Be careful."

On Earth, Sandezi made night vision equipment in the later period, but they were already at the end of their strength at that time and could not mass-produce it.

And the performance of early infrared equipment was really not good enough.

But in this time and space, even Fritz X was already there at the beginning of Barbarossa. Who knows what Proson will come up with.

After Wang Zhong gave his instructions, he yawned and left the headquarters.

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The next day.

Ante Abavakhan Front Headquarters.

Pavlov looked at the time: "Well, someone said he would be awake when the landing in the morning, but they broke their promise."

Popov: "Let the commander sleep more. Recently, he has been going to the front line for reconnaissance, making plans, and constantly talking to the commanders who are going to the front line and eating with them... He should take a break."

Pavlov: "Seeing off someone who is about to die is a very energy-consuming job. I knew it a long time ago. That's why I hid and let the commander do it.

"I have a hunch that the first week of freezing will be the most difficult days. I hope the commander can be prepared."

Popov: "The trapped beast is still fighting, struggling to death, this is the most terrible. By the way, tell me honestly, did you deliberately delay the commander's wife and maid from arriving at the front line? "

"How could I do such a thing," Pavlov said, "You two know the general situation and know the priorities, so you don't want to take up precious transportation capacity."

"Really. I'll just take it as it is."

At this time, a staff officer took the receiver and reported: "The artillery group on the east coast asked whether to start fire preparation."

Pavlov and Popov looked at each other, and the latter made a gesture of invitation, so Pavlov asked: "Did the navy say they were ready?"

"Yes."

"Then fire, don't wait for the commander to wake up. ”

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October 24, 0630, west bank of the Valdai River, landing site No. 1.

Of course, the Proson troops stationed here did not know that this place was named "Landing Site No. 1" by the Ant Army - by Admiral Rokossov.

Corporal Hans Roth was going to deliver coffee to the front-line artillery observation post as usual today.

Although he was a corporal, Hans Roth had never fired the 98K on his back.

When occupying Moravia, he was a corporal and delivered ammunition and bread to the troops every day.

When invading Melania, he was still a corporal and delivered ammunition and bread to the troops every day.

During the Carolingian Campaign, he was finally promoted and began to deliver coffee to the troops.

Then it has been sent to the present.

Because of the rain, Corporal Hansroth's BMW motorcycle could not run in the mud, so he changed his vehicle to a donkey these days. He rode this beast early in the morning every day, carrying a bunch of coffee bottles and cans, and walked to the front line with a clanging sound.

It is said that some younger and naughty recruits have begun to call Corporal Roth a "junk collector" because of the clanging sound.

Today, Corporal Hansroth also walked towards the shore with a clanging sound. The 98K that had never been used was polished to a bright shine and hung on his back. The butt of the gun kept hitting the saddle with the rhythm of the mule's footsteps.

The donkey climbed up the hill on the shore, and the wide surface of the Valdai River opened in front of the corporal.

The visibility was not good today, and the entire river was covered with a layer of fog.

The drizzle kept falling on the corporal's face, bringing a hint of chill.

The corporal sneezed several times. Perhaps to warm himself up, he took out the wine flask and took a sip of the strong liquor he got from the cellar near the supply station yesterday. The owner of the liquor was nowhere to be found, perhaps he was dead.

The burning sensation brought by the strong liquor spread all the way from his throat. Ant's liquor was strong, and the chill just disappeared after one sip.

The corporal took another sip and was about to sigh at this pleasant time when a whistling sound came from the sky.

Although Corporal Hanslot had been delivering supplies and coffee, he was at least a veteran who had survived so many wars. He immediately realized that it was the whistling of artillery shells.

Realizing is one thing, and being able to react correctly is another.

Hanslot's first thought was not to get off the donkey and hide, but to get his rifle.

So he missed the best time to get off the donkey, and the shell landed not far behind him. The loud noise and storm scared the mule, causing the beast to run wildly.

Corporal Hanslot finally remembered what to do when the donkey was startled, so he lay on the saddle tightly, holding the reins tightly.

The mule rushed all the way and miraculously avoided all the shells.

Corporal Hanslot's boat cap was blown off by shrapnel, and his "typical Aryan" light golden short hair fluttered in the wind.

The mule's "divine dodge" lasted for two minutes, and finally a shell landed right in front of it. The poor animal raised its front legs high and stood up briefly.

Corporal Hanslot was thrown off the saddle and fell heavily to the ground.

Then the scalding coffee spilled all over him.

If he hadn't changed into winter clothes now, he would definitely have been burned.

Corporal Hanslot didn't have time to rejoice, and the mule that had stopped struggling hit his waist, finally making him cry out in pain.

The mule fell to the ground, making the last groan before dying, and its legs were still tossing, leaving scratches on the muddy ground.

The bombardment continued, shells kept falling around the corporal, and splashing mud fell on his face one after another, almost turning him into a mud man.

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Wang Zhong vaguely heard the sound of the artillery. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling blankly for a few seconds, only to find that the sound of the artillery was just the gurgling sound of boiling water on the stove next to him.

He got up, yawned loudly, then lifted the quilt and stood up, taking clothes to put on.

Then he stopped.

Because the clothes were warm, they were warm, and the edges were ironed very flat.

Wang Zhong cursed: "Don't do these things that will make rotten girls scream decades later, Yakov."

"You called me?" Yakov opened the door and came in, and the cold wind mixed with rain blew in, making Wang Zhong sneeze.

Yakov hurried into the room and closed the door: "Sorry. I warmed up the clothes and ironed the edges."

Wang Zhong: "I didn't expect you to be so good at these things. Has anyone praised you as a good wife and mother?"

"Not yet." Yakov smiled shyly.

Wang Zhong: "Well, now I have. Okay, so what time is it now?"

"You got up late. The landing started half an hour ago. Chief of Staff Pavlov and the bishop of the army didn't let me call you, saying that you should sleep a little longer."

Wang Zhong: "Fuck, you are disobeying their orders at this time! I am the commander!"

He hurriedly put on all the clothes, and without bothering to tidy them up carefully, he left the room and went straight to the headquarters.

Arriving at the headquarters, Wang Zhong asked loudly: "How is the landing going?"

Pavlov: "Everything went well. The enemy troops on the shore were directly crushed by our artillery fire. The naval infantry reported that they did not encounter much resistance after landing. The engineers are building a bridge. The 51st Tank Army on the east bank can't wait any longer."

Wang Zhong clapped his hands fiercely: "Good! It's good to seize the initiative!"