Cannon Fire Arc-Chapter 898 - 22 Attack_2
Chapter 898 -22 Attack_2
Filippov leaned over Yegorov’s shoulder and asked, “Is there any causal relationship here?”
“This…” Yegorov paused, thought seriously for a few seconds, and said, “You can play a tune on the banks of the Vistula River in the Melania Capital! You can play, right?”
Filippov: “I can, yes…”
Yegorov personally reached into the guard’s pocket, forcibly took out a harmonica, and slapped it into Filippov’s hand: “When you reach the destination, stand by the river and play the harmonica, that’s your mission from me! You must complete it! Alive!”
At that moment, a shout came from afar: “Yegorov!”
Marshal Rocossov came over angrily: “As soon as I heard you came, I knew you weren’t up to any good, you’re not allowed to steal other people’s uniforms and sneak into the attacking troops!”
Yegorov slapped his thigh: “Right! How did I not think of that!”
The Marshal shouted: “How dare you? Being a battalion commander when you’re meant to be a General is outrageous! Move out! You’re prohibited from getting within 30 kilometers of the frontline before the attack is launched!”
Yegorov scurried away hurriedly.
Clearly the Marshal was much younger than him, but now he looked like a father, and Yegorov like the son.
The Marshal turned and saw Filippov, widening his eyes: “Oh, Filippov!”
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Filippov: “Yeah, it’s the drummer, Marshal Davarish.”
The Marshal glanced at the harmonica: “Time to play the harmonica? Okay. Let me ask you, have all your units received the extra radio equipment?”
“Yes, Marshal, the operators are already in place. But—”
“But what?”
Filippov scratched his head: “There are quite a few women among the radio operators…”
“They all graduated from high school! They are Ante’s valuable future talents! Protect them well! Of course, they’ve also been trained in submachine gun shooting, don’t worry.”
The Marshal paused, then added: “When you hear my direct orders on the radio, don’t hesitate, just execute them. I’ll definitely be above or near you then. To directly command you, that’s why the Front Army’s Chief of Staff went all out to get so much radio equipment and talent! This is crucial to whether we can successfully break through this 150-kilometer line!”
Filippov: “Yes!”
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September 1st, 0400 hours, Vistula River Battle Group Headquarters.
Wang Zhong checked his watch and nodded to the group artillery commander.
The Vice Admiral commander picked up the phone: “Fire!”
Since they were much closer to the front line, the sound of gunfire came from outside the window as soon as the orders were given.
The headquarters was very quiet.
This time Pavlov had drawn a large number of well-performing young staff to set up this headquarters, but most people didn’t have the experience of being in the same room with Wang Zhong, and now instinctively lowered their voices.
Vasily suddenly said: “The room doesn’t feel right without Pavlov’s bald head.”
All the staff looked up in surprise.
Wang Zhong: “He’s responsible for arranging our logistics plan. For the push to succeed, the supply chain must flow smoothly. As a Chief of Staff, he can’t leave.”
Wang Zhong always used to think that the work of staff could be done by a few people, and the staff department in the movies was just ten or so people.
After four years of fighting, his perception had long changed.
Staff work is very complex and requires a lot of manpower, with Front Army-level staff departments starting at ten thousand people, and the staff number in the thousands to tens of thousands, with a large number of clerks and auxiliaries.
The fact that Wang Zhong’s staff had so few people before and still managed to function normally was purely because of Pavlov’s outstanding ability.
Just like how Napoleon would lose at Waterloo without Berthier, Wang Zhong might not have gotten this far without Pavlov.
Now, without Pavlov overseeing the staff department, Wang Zhong still felt a bit uneasy.
This time they also used a new tactic, using infantry to carry out the penetration tasks previously executed by cavalry.
Moreover, this time, the infantry had assigned penetration targets, which were different from the previous cavalry tactics of charging ahead and maneuvering opportunistically on the plains.
Whether his troops could complete such operations still had a question mark.
Pavlov also understood this point, so he selected troops whose core officers were well-preserved and who had higher morale.
Wang Zhong had confirmed the troops’ morale firsthand yesterday and even drove away Yegorov, the Admiral—soon-to-be-General—trying to snatch junior officers’ uniforms to go to the front.
And Wang Zhong’s personal inspection further boosted the troops’ morale.
Listening to the artillery outside the window, Wang Zhong thought if his offensive failed this time, it would indirectly confirm the premium value of the best light infantry from another world.
At this moment, Amelia entered the headquarters: “I saw Ludmila at the Divine Arrow post.”
“Yes, this time my headquarters is too close to the front line, and Pavlov insisted on having Divine Arrow for air defense,” Wang Zhong replied.
Amelia laughed: “Isn’t this a joint expedition for you and your wife? Is that lovely maid lady here too?”
“Yes, she is.”
“Oh~ so when do we take off?”
Wang Zhong: “Twelve hours after the infantry sets off, by then if there’s any change in enemy deployment, I can directly command the penetrating infantry troops.”
Amelia: “So, what now?”
Vasily: “Typically, the first half of an offensive is quite dull. Frontline feedback hasn’t returned yet, so the Marshal can only pace back and forth in the room.”
Wang Zhong stood up: “You’re right, I should start pacing now.”
After saying that, he stood up and began pacing in the room.
Vasily: “See! I wasn’t wrong, was I?”
