Chapter 518 Red Pendant 3

"After we land, we will be firmly nailed there and will not go anywhere!" Nikolai Gerasimovich, commander of the 1st Marine Infantry Division, said firmly.

Wang Zhong nodded: "Very good, the armored forces will complete the raid, and your task is to defend the beach."

In the Iron Grad on Earth, Sandezi also failed to capture the two landing sites opened by the Marine Infantry from beginning to end, and the Maozi troops continued to land from the landing sites.

Wang Zhong patted Nikolai Gerasimovich's shoulder hard: "I approve the landing plan, and it's up to you tomorrow."

Nikolai Gerasimovich smiled, saluted and was about to leave.

Wang Zhong: "Wait a minute, eat first."

Nikolai shook his head: "No, forget it, I heard that the commander who has eaten can't come back."

"This is superstition." Wang Zhong said, then he remembered that Popov was still beside him, and looked at him carefully.

Popov: "It is indeed superstition. Don't be so neurotic. We secularists believe in science."

A bishop said that his religion is scientific. Wang Zhong didn't know where to start complaining.

Nicholas Gerasimovich hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "Forget it. There is still a lot of preparation for the landing operation to be done. Then I'll take my leave."

When the rear admiral left, Emilia happened to come in. When she took off her raincoat, she could see that her front armor was wet. It was estimated that the rain entered through the collar of the raincoat.

"It's impossible to conduct reconnaissance today because of the rain." Emilia looked at Wang Zhong, "Of course, if you go there in person, you should be able to find out a lot of information, so do you want to fly? I can guarantee the safety of flying in the rain."

Wang Zhong: "Why do I feel that you are looking forward to flying with me?"

"I look forward to hitting the Prosen people hard and ending the war as soon as possible. Every time you come back from a reconnaissance flight, you will deploy air strikes and cause heavy casualties to the enemy." Emilia came to Wang Zhong and looked at him sincerely, "We are comrades-in-arms."

Before Wang Zhong expressed his opinion, Yakov stepped forward and handed the coffee cup to Emilia.

Emilia took a sip and smiled: "Thank you, you even remembered the amount of sugar and milk I like. Yakov, your wife is so lucky."

Yakov smiled shyly: "It would be great if she thought so, but she scolds me all day long."

Wang Zhong: "You have been away from home for so long this time. She will definitely be happy for three days and three nights when you go back."

Pavlov seemed to remember something painful: "Don't mention it. The last time I went home, my wife almost made me exhausted. Damn it."

Wang Zhong: "Didn't you give birth to a son?"

Pavlov: "Fighting. My wife said that she couldn't go to work to resist the invaders because she was pregnant. She is now the workshop manager of the factory and is producing cars with a group of female workers."

Emilia's eyes widened: "Female workers? Cars? I can't imagine it! We are also short of workers in the United Kingdom, but they still let women do "women's work" and send men who used to do those jobs to factories.

"There is not a single car or plane produced by women in the United Kingdom!"

Wang Zhong: "So do you want to join the secular faction? Come, Popov, introduce our Saint Andrew to Ms. Emilia! "

Popov stood up and cleared his throat. Before he could speak, a clerk came over and handed a thick document to Pavlov: "List of officers above the rank of lieutenant who died yesterday."

Both Popov and Wang Zhong fell silent.

Pavlov: "It looks very thick, but it actually contains the information of every officer. So many troops have been killed and all have been dispersed. Damn, didn't the Prosen people run out of ammunition yesterday? How come so many were killed?"

A staff officer immediately replied: "There was still fierce fighting in some areas yesterday. In addition, some of our commanders, like General Yegorov, planned to take advantage of the Prosen people's cessation of the offensive to launch a limited counterattack to change the position situation."

"Okay, thank you for your explanation. "Pavlov said as he put the document in his hand on the table, signed it quickly, and gave it back to the clerk, "Give it to the pension department. For officers who fought particularly bravely, arrange for someone to write a letter of condolence by hand, and sign it with Duke Alexei Konstantinovich Rokosov."

"Yes."

After the clerk left, Pavlov glanced at Wang Zhong: "You can continue to pick up girls, we won't mind."

Wang Zhong: "First, I didn't pick up girls. Second... I'd better go investigate. Maybe I can find the location of General Proson's headquarters and send out Komanda to deal him a favor. "

He stood up and waved to Emilia.

Emilia drank the coffee in one gulp. She drank it too quickly and a few drops fell on the front armor, which quickly merged with the rain.

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Wang Zhong personally drove Emilia to the airport and saw a red Peli III reconnaissance plane parked in the hangar.

When the ground staff saw the jeep coming, they all gathered together and waited for Wang Zhong.

"Didn't you say there wasn't enough paint before?" Wang Zhong asked curiously after getting off the car, pointing at the red Peli III.

"Now we have it." The ground crew leader on duty today said, "The paint arrived yesterday, and the quantity is even enough for us to paint another one, so we can play with the real and fake Rokossov."

Wang Zhong put his hands on his waist and circled around the Peli III: "Not bad, but it's a pity that it's all painted red. It would be better if some parts were distinguished with pink."

Several ground staff frowned: "Pink? Wouldn't that be a bit too sissy?"

Emilia also said: "Isn't pink used by the sultry men in the Bombers to paint hearts on them? They like to draw very cartoon-style women on airplanes, and Marilyn Monroe and the like, posing and posing. blow a kiss and give a heart.”

"It seems you understand very well." Wang Zhong said.

"It's okay. My eyes are very good. I can see something painted on the escort bombers from a distance." Emilia smoothed her bangs proudly.

Wang Zhong: "Then let's fly this red Pei-3 today. Where's the ground handling list?"

Today's team leader immediately took out the writing board and handed it to Amelia: "Here it is."

Emilia took the clipboard and walked around the plane, checking each item one by one, and then ticked the boxes on the board.

The pilots who received the news also rushed to the hangar despite the rain. The captain leading the team said to Wang Zhong: "General, are you still going out on a rainy day? Even if it's taking off and landing in this kind of weather, it's fine, but it's possible for the engine to malfunction in the air." This thing...isn’t completely waterproof!”

Wang Zhong: "Don't worry, the Pulosans won't send fighter jets to hunt me down on rainy days. Maybe it will be safer."

He spoke so leisurely and contentedly mainly because Amelia ensured flight safety, and as long as there was no mechanical failure, there would be no big problem.

Captain pilot: "But with this weather, we can't guarantee the safety of takeoff and landing. Let us escort -"

"You don't need to set off." Wang Zhong patted the pilot on the shoulder, "If you crashed in the rain to escort me, I would feel guilty."

Wang Zhong took advantage of the situation and touched the Venus on the pilot's chest.

"I won't be able to face your wife and children." He added.

The captain nodded.

Emilia: "The inspection is over. The plane is full of fuel and ammunition. Let's set off?"

Wang Zhong: "Let's go!"

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At 1530 hours on October 23, the 1st Red Banner Mechanized Infantry Division of the Guards was at the division headquarters on the reverse slope of the unknown highland.

Yegorov raised his head and looked at the wooden roof of the division headquarters: "Is there the sound of an airplane?"

His new chief of staff also raised his head: "Is this the weather? Could it be that I heard wrong?"

Yegorov shook his head: "No, it must be right, it's the sound of an airplane engine. Although I don't have Brother Peter's ears, my hearing is not bad either!"

He strode out of the division headquarters, stood at the entrance of the bunker and looked up at the sky.

The soldier nearby who was carrying sandbags to the top of the division headquarters asked: "Commander, what are you looking at?"

"The plane is coming from our direction."

The soldiers carrying the sandbags stopped and looked up. This action made all the people carrying the sandbags stop and look at the sky.

The officer who directed the sandbag delivery also looked up at the sky.

Then everyone heard the sound of the plane's engine.

A veteran said: "Double-shot ones, maybe P2? But it doesn't sound like there are many. What is this for?"

Yegorov turned his head: "Who heard it just now? Transfer to the air defense surveillance post immediately! Your ears are useless for air defense."

The others all looked at an old sergeant in his early forties.

"Don't!" the old sergeant cried sadly, "I want to kill more Prossens to avenge my son and brother!"

The old sergeant’s words immediately resonated: “Who doesn’t!”

"All the veterans of our division came from Kozaria! We are still waiting to fight back with the general!"

Yegorov looked at the soldiers with a smile: "Yes, we all have revenge to take, so we should do our jobs well. Air defense is also very important. That old noncommissioned officer, please go to the air defense post." , you can save the lives of more soldiers.”

Old sergeant: "Since the teacher said so..."

Just then, someone shouted: "The plane! There it is!"

Yegorov turned his head, just in time to see the red Pei-3 reconnaissance plane piercing the rain curtain.

He always felt like someone was watching him on the plane.

Some soldiers praised: "This plane flies so fast! It seems to be three times as fast as the ordinary P2 (the infantry did not recognize it as the P3)!"

Yegorov: "What do you know? It's a specialized reconnaissance type. Of course it's faster! The engine is better and the plane is lighter!"

"That's it."

As he spoke, the red Peisan flew across the unknown high ground and rushed towards the enemy.

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Wang Zhong: "A major... well, it's not worth much."

Amelia in the front seat asked doubtfully: "What?"

"It's nothing. Focus on finding the enemy's division headquarters. At least it is a division headquarters that is valuable."

Emilia: "I can't feel any of this. So, can you really feel the enemy officers?"

"I don't know, do you know what you feel?" Wang Zhong was still pulling.

"No. But when I fire, the enemy always happens to be there."

Wang Zhong wanted to laugh, what kind of exchange between idiots was this. At this moment, Wang Zhong's forward anti-aircraft artillery position was suddenly highlighted.

"Hirdle right!" he yelled.