Chapter 156 Iron Current

Wang Zhong: "Thank you for your concern, Duke. Although we asked for support when we sent the telegram, we never thought that we would meet the support troops so soon."

"We didn't expect it either. We originally planned to fight the enemy at night, but we didn't expect that the enemy would camp far away from the road. We set up defensive positions on the roadside as we walked, and rushed all the way here." Skeduzhski scratched his head, "Why didn't the enemy camp on the roadside?"

Wang Zhong pretended to be innocent: "Yes, why?"

But he immediately thought of his worries just now, and said: "We still have a large number of troops behind, including the people of Orachi. They can't walk fast, and they will be wiped out by the enemies on both sides of the road after dawn."

Skeduzhski smiled: "Don't worry, we will help you. Just put The enemy rushed so hard that they had no time to attack your people. I didn't provoke the enemy before so that I could support you as soon as possible. Now I can finally deal with these Proson devils. I'm so frustrated. "

After that, he saluted Wang Zhong: "Please go to Shepetovka as soon as possible. We will attack the enemy and disrupt the enemy's deployment as much as possible."

Wang Zhong saluted in return: "Good luck to you."

Skduzheski: "I prefer to listen to "Saint Andrew is with you."

Wang Zhong: "Saint Andrew is with you."

Skduzheski grinned at Wang Zhong, turned around and climbed onto his tank, and ordered on the radio: "Everyone get off the road and make way for the 151st Division and the residents of Orachi. The first battalion will follow me to the left and get off the road, the second battalion to the right, and so on!

"We are going to hit the enemy hard, cheer! ”

After the order was issued, the BT tanks of the first battalion of the 10th Tank Army turned off the road in unison and rushed towards the enemy camping in the distance.

The second battalion drove off the road to the right and rushed towards the enemy on the right side - from Wang Zhong's perspective, it was the left side.

Wang Zhong: "Pass the order, the remaining tanks will lead the way forward, and if they encounter enemy troops blocking them, they should try their best to attack to ensure that infantry and civilians pass through!"

After the messenger rode back on his horse, Wang Zhong said to the driver of tank No. 422: "Belyakov, leave the road and drive to the mud on the side."

The order was immediately executed, and No. 422 drove off the road.

The tank that had been following behind immediately overtook it. When passing No. 422, the commander and gunner even got out of the turret to salute Wang Zhong and tank No. 422.

Lyudmila asked puzzledly: "Why stop by the road?"

Wang Zhong: "I want to see my troops, to see what the troops that I have worked so hard to build for so long have become now. "

Lyudmila gently stroked Wang Zhong's head: "Don't blame yourself, you have fought well. We faced at least three tank divisions of the enemy, held out for three days, and finally broke out. Isn't this enough for you to be proud of?"

Wang Zhong: "Until we took Prothenia, I had nothing to be proud of. In other words, winning the war completely is the moment to be proud of. "

Lyudmila looked at Wang Zhong's profile and said nothing.

At this time, all five T34s passed by Wang Zhong, and then trucks carrying wounded soldiers, women and children and infantry troops on foot were mixed together and passed by Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong looked at this army and suddenly felt a little unwilling.

When he came to Orachi, he was full of confidence and planned to block here for a week.

At that time, he was strong and powerful, a temporary infantry division, plus logistics and laborers, with 20,000 people, far exceeding the general Ante Infantry Division's 8,000 combatants.

In addition, he had so many technical weapons, from cannons to T34 tanks, everything.

Now, there are only six tanks left as technical weapons, and the soldiers have also been greatly reduced. It feels like returning to the pre-liberation era.

Of course, the fact that the loss would be great was already known when he was stationed in Orachi. It was foreseen, but the main reason why Wang Zhong was unwilling was that he could not hold out for the time he had imagined.

The enemy was stuck for only two days, and then they made a decisive move to bypass Orachi.

Wang Zhong stood on the turret of the tank, watching the troops of the 151st Division pass by.

Everyone was exhausted, everyone was injured, and there were spots of red on the white bandages. Everyone——

They lost the city they planned to defend for seven days, lost almost all the technical weapons, suffered heavy casualties, and lost contact with their military bishops and most of the church monks.

How should a defeat be defined? This should be called a defeat!

Wang Zhong was thinking about this, when he suddenly saw Brother Peter mixed in the marching infantry.

The monk carried a Mosin-Nagant on his back and swaggered on the road, chewing carrots as he walked.

Wang Zhong: "Brother Peter! ”

The monk was indeed a man with “superb hearing”. Even without the aid of the sound array, he could still hear Wang Zhong’s words in an environment surrounded by the sound of gunfire from the Tenth Army.

The monk raised his head and waved to Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong said nothing. At this time, he saw another truck coming over. The driver was actually Deputy Knight Ye Caimenko.

The monk looked very tired and could fall asleep on the steering wheel at any time. He suddenly shuddered when he saw the tanks on the side of the road, cheered himself up, and saluted Wang Zhong.

The deputy knight’s car was filled with wounded and women. Wang Zhong only saw the bad-tempered Ekaterina’s face being squeezed to the edge, looking angry.

Ekaterina saw Wang Zhong and immediately pouted to express her dissatisfaction.

Nelly suddenly said: "Why is that little one pouting?"

Wang Zhong glanced at Nellie and thought to himself, how could such a little kid have the nerve to laugh at someone's short stature?

After the deputy knight's car drove by, there was a queue of female workers in the division: including the field laundry team and the field cooking team.

The girls carried their own "guy stuff," everything from laundry tubs to washboards to marching pots.

Although they looked tired, they were in high spirits.

Then came the team of Skitarii. There were not many Skitarii following Wang Zhong's main division, and it was unknown where the remaining Skitarii and Popov were.

Behind the Skitarii were troops without Guards cloaks, probably a battalion of the 5th Beshensk Regiment. They were laughing loudly as they walked. They stopped when they saw Wang Zhong and Tank No. 422, looking at them with admiration. Wang Zhong looked up at the top of the tank.

Lyudmila noticed this and asked: "Don't you say something? Everyone trusts you so much - looks at you with such admiration."

Wang Zhong shook his head: "What can I say? I originally thought I lost the battle this time, but now everyone is looking at me like a winner. What else can I say?"

He didn't realize he was repeating "what else can I say" again.

As soon as Wang Zhong finished speaking, he was suddenly hugged by Lyudmila.

Lyudmila stroked Wang Zhong's hair and said softly: "You have done a good job, that's why everyone looks at you like this. Relax, we will achieve real victory in the future, Instead of leaving the city in embarrassment like now."

Wang Zhong thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of burying his face in the gentle countryside.

I don’t know how long it took, Lyudmila let go of her hand, pulled away slightly, looked at Wang Zhong’s expression, and grinned: “That’s right, the iron-fisted warrior can’t show that melancholy look just now. Yo."

Wang Zhong was quiet for a few seconds and said thank you to the girl.

At this time, the white color of fish belly gradually appeared in the east. I don’t know if it was because of the morning light, but Wang Zhong’s perception of the whole scene changed.

Wang Zhong found that everyone's eyes were full of high fighting spirit, as if they were ready to join the battle again at any time and fight the enemy to the last shot.

This expression does not look like that of a defeated army.

I didn't notice this just now, probably because it was dark at night.

At this time, Wang Zhong saw Vasily and Filipov in the team, and they also successfully broke through the encirclement.

So Wang Zhong shouted to Vasily: "Son of the music professor, sing a song!"

Hearing the words "son of a music professor", Vasily showed an expression as if he had eaten a fly. But when he saw that the speaker was Wang Zhong sitting on tank No. 422, he immediately swallowed the fly and returned it. Say delicious expression.

Vasily: "Filipov! Drum!"

Filipov: "Are you sure? I'm so tired!"

Vasily: "Major General Rokossov wants to listen to music! Just fight!"

Wang Zhong heard this and shouted again: "Wars come and go, but music will last forever! Filipov, music is needed at times like this!"

Filipov took out his folding marching drum and started beating the drums.

Vasily started to sing "Tanya Tanyusha" again.

The cheerful songs seemed to make the team move faster.

The two of them just walked past Tank No. 422.

At this time, the sun had completely come out, and the sunlight fell on the tank and Wang Zhong's shoulders.

Before Vasily, who had already walked away, could sing another song, the female worker walking in the team spoke.

"My loved ones are at the front."

Lyudmila frowned: "This is a song from the civil war..."

More female labor camp workers joined the chorus:

“No one grieves as much as he does.

"He was loading cannonballs,

"While thinking about me...

“A letter has come, and it’s stamped with the official seal!

"My dear ones died on the battlefield.

"Oh, oh, oh, my dear~

"Lie down by the wild tree!

"His temples, those golden temples,

"Tell the wind to blow it into a mess!

"His eyes, those passionate eyes,

"Tell the crows to peck it into two holes!"

Wang Zhong pursed his lips. The arrangement of this folk song was mediocre and the lyrics were all in vernacular, but the sadness in it deeply captured his heart.

Miraculously, despite all the sadness, no one on the road was afraid.

Rather, this sad song made their steps even more determined.

Like a rushing iron stream.