Chapter 551: One Rises While the Other Falls (Update 2981)

Chapter 551: One goes down and the other goes up (updated 29/81)

At 2031 hours on November 4, Beachhead No. 1, Ant Army position.

A lieutenant colonel found Nellie and said: "Tonight our army will shell the enemy's artillery position, so the transportation will not be interfered with. You should go to the back to recover from your injuries."

Nelly asked: "Is it General Rokossov's order?"

"No," the lieutenant colonel shook his head, "but the front army headquarters asked about your situation again today. It is obvious that the commander is concerned about you... you."

"He won't give such an order, don't you know? He himself has already charged on the front line. The Moravians captured today all said they were envious of us for being able to fight under a general who can personally charge." Nellie calmly said Say, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm here until the battle is won."

The lieutenant colonel wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the sound of gunfire from the other side.

Of course, you can't see the artillery fire from the east bank from the west bank, but everyone can hear the roar in the sky clearly.

The lieutenant colonel looked at the east bank, then at the flashing west bank, and then returned to the original topic: "You'd better cross the river. In this situation, the beach cannot be lost. Everyone knows it. We can still Was the position taken away by the Moravians? No way!"

Nellie: "I don't like to give up halfway. According to you, I won't be in danger if I stay here. Can I still be killed by the Moravians?"

The lieutenant colonel was silent.

At this time, the first wave of small boats crossing the river had already docked. The impatient people jumped directly into the water and waded in. The lower half of their coats were wet.

When a major saw an officer here, he also came over and saluted the lieutenant colonel: "Thank you for your hard work. Let's come over and change the defense."

The lieutenant colonel nodded: "Have a good rest. How is the situation on the other side?"

The major took off his wet coat and put it next to the fire to bake, and replied: "The counterattack is probably coming soon. The other side is full of troops. We came here first just to prevent losing the beach. Everyone is saying, wait for Valdai The Qiu River is frozen, so it’s time to counterattack.”

Nelly: "Are there many troops on the other side?"

"Yes, there are countless numbers. Some people say there are already one million people. There are also many, many cannons and rocket launchers. Listen to the sound of these cannons. It is overwhelming across the river."

After saying that, everyone looked towards the east bank. Indeed, across the wide Valdaichu River, the power of the cannon could be felt.

The lieutenant colonel sighed: "It's finally over, let's give the enemy a happy ending!"

Nellie said nothing, just looking at the twinkling lights on the western horizon.

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Prosen Sixth Army Headquarters.

The chief of staff of the group army put down the receiver with a serious expression: "We can no longer contact the artillery positions near the enemy's landing site. We cannot use artillery fire to interfere with the enemy's transportation today."

Admiral Frederick: "Where are my reinforcements?"

"An armored corps is already on its way," the chief of staff replied.

General Frederick suddenly became emotional: "Isn't it the Moravia Armored Corps? Is it a pure Prossen?"

"Yes."

After receiving a positive answer, the admiral sighed: "The Moravians, with equipment similar to ours - or even better - made a mess. They can't do anything except increase our logistical pressure. arrive!"

The staff officers in the room looked at each other.

General Frederick stood up and came to the map with his hands behind his back. He stared at the map for several seconds: "Maybe we should retreat. If we do this, it will just be a waste of the lives of the Prossen soldiers."

Chief of Staff: "We can send a telegram to Army Group B headquarters and send a copy to the headquarters."

Admiral Frederick thought for a few seconds and made up his mind: "Just do this. You draft the message yourself. Your tone should be softer and try to describe the situation we are facing."

"yes."

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At the same time, at the front-line headquarters of the 581st Infantry Regiment in Proson, Major Richard sighed: "We probably won't be able to capture this city."

The remaining staff officer pursed his lips: "Commander, this is not good for morale..."

"Do you think the soldiers don't know? When we first entered the city, the Ants were just a ragtag group of people who could only use dark corners to sneak attack on us. As long as they were exposed before attacking, they would not cause too many casualties to us. We A few people can suppress the building controlled by Ant's squad!

"But now, the Ant soldiers who are still alive are all experienced warriors. They can do what our soldiers can do. They have... grown into veterans."

Major Richard looked at the night sky with fine snow falling outside: "The weather is getting colder and colder. I heard that there is already a thin layer of ice on the Valdaichu River. The bad memory of last winter has given me nightmares these days."

Staff officer: "We have winter clothes this time."

"Yes, there are winter clothes, and the weapons are also covered with cold-proof lubricants mentioned by the military industry department." Major Richard paused and asked, "Do you know how many guns have frozen in the past few days and need to be heated to thaw them?"

The staff officer was silent.

At this time, the major's orderly came in with a can: "Major, the can is heated. Let's drink some broth."

Richard: "The only food we eat is canned food, dry food, and pickles stolen from the Ant people, and ammunition is starting to run out. What will happen to the morale of the troops then? Occupy the city and end the war, huh."

Staff officer: "The higher ups will come up with a solution."

"Yeah, I'll find a way." Major Richard took the can, scooped a spoonful of broth into his mouth, and chewed the diced meat that was not cooked thoroughly.

After eating, he cursed: "This is just pig food, pig food, do you understand?"

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Wang Zhong raised the ham in his hand: "Cheers to our Emilia's safe survival!"

Emilia: "Don't make it sound like I've been through some danger! The Prosens want to shoot me down for a long time."

"No danger? Then cheers to Emilia for shooting down another enemy plane!" Wang Zhong temporarily changed his toast.

Emilia: "You just want to toast, right? You Ante drunkards!"

Wang Zhong laughed.

Pavlov finished the ham on the plate and handed it to the girl in the cooking team: "Give me some more."

Wang Zhong: "Can the whole army eat hot meals today?"

The girl in the cooking team replied: "We have tried our best to send hot meals to the front line, but it seems that some troops have been broken up. I don't know what this word means."

This girl looks like she only finished the tenth grade and is ready to get married.

Wang Zhong: "It means that an entire army is disbanded into countless combat groups, scattered in the city like baby's breath. You know baby's breath, right?"

"That's right, my husband used to make wreaths for me."

Wang Zhong: "Oh? Where is he now?"

"Missing in Fort St. Andrew." The girl said calmly.

Silence fell.

Fortunately, at this time a major general led people into the shaft where the headquarters was located. As soon as he saw Wang Zhong, he saluted and shouted: "Report! Leonid Alexandrovich, commander of the 1st Heavy Breakthrough Artillery Division, reports to you, Rokosov Davarich."

Wang Zhong looked up at the major general: "How heavy is your heavy breakthrough artillery division?"

"We have 200 cannons over 200 mm and 200 152 mm cannons!" Major General Leonid Alexandrovich said proudly.

Wang Zhong: "Not bad, Pavlov, add them to our firepower plan, and try to flatten the enemy's position and blow up all the trenches when the counterattack begins!"

"Leave it to me." Pavlov put down the ham and stood up, rubbed the oil on his hands directly on his coat, and made a "come" gesture to Leonid Alexandrovich.

The major general hurried over: "You say."

Pavlov: "This is our current firepower plan. My staff will include you. I guess you will probably be deployed here, and the supplies will go from the Mamayev military station..."

Wang Zhong took a big sip of hot soup.

At this time, a soldier from the guard regiment came in and reported: "General, it's snowing."

Wang Zhong: "Isn't it snowing all the time?"

"Heavy snow, general, you will know when you come out!"

As soon as the voice fell, the cold wind poured in along the shaft, and Wang Zhong shivered with coldness - the stove and hot soup were clearly next to him!

He hurriedly buttoned up his jacket, pulled up the sleeves of his coat, and then put on a scarf -

He stopped and fiddled with the scarf with his fingers.

This is Yakov's scarf, which is said to be knitted by his wife.

Wang Zhong gritted his teeth, loosened the scarf, turned around and said to the guard: "Let's go and see how heavy the snow is!"

Soon, he walked out of the tunnel gate and stood in the night of Abavahan.

The north wind rolled down the heavy snow.

The wind blowing on his face was like a blade scraping his face.

There seemed to be hail in the snow, and it made a crackling sound when it fell on the ground.

Wang Zhong laughed at the heavy snow: "Good! Good! It's better to keep it raining like this and flood the enemy's supply lines!"

Pavlov also followed out of the tunnel and frowned at the heavy snow: "With such heavy snow, I guess we have to mobilize the churches along the way and mobilize labor to shovel the snow to ensure the train is open."

Wang Zhong: "Isn't this a good thing? The enemy can't mobilize so many laborers to shovel snow, and they don't have railways. As long as the snow is heavy enough, even tanks can't move!

"Ante's mother finally showed the enemy her color!"

Popov also came out of the tunnel and shrank his neck as soon as he came out: "Oh my god, it's too cold. Maybe this winter will be colder than last year!"

Wang Zhong: "Isn't that a good thing? We have a lot of people, but they live on the extremely cold permafrost in the Far East. They are definitely more adaptable to the severe winter than the Prosen people. "

Pavlov: "We still have Kuba's fuel oil, which can be burned for heating. They can only burn tank oil and gasoline."

As if in response to Pavlov's words, a gust of north wind whistled in, rolling up all the snow on the ground that was almost five centimeters thick, and the entire tunnel was covered with white fog.

For a moment, Wang Zhong thought he had reached some sacred mountain, and this fog was the prelude to the appearance of the gods.

But the biting cold kept him awake.

He whispered: "Welcome, General Winter!"