Cannon Fire Arc-Chapter 817 - 42 Tomorrow’s Smile, Will be the Spring Flowers All Over (8.3K)_5

Chapter 817: Chapter 42 Tomorrow’s Smile, Will be the Spring Flowers All Over (8.3K)_5

Wang Zhong: “Immediately dispatch somebody to ask the residents what they saw before the explosion occurred. And after putting out the fire, organize a detailed inspection of the site; we must find out what bombed us.”

“Yes.”

After the commander of the anti-aircraft artillery unit left, Pavlov lowered his voice and asked Wang Zhong, “What do you think bombed us?”

“It’s likely a rocket, one of the enemy’s rockets. They’ve been working on rockets capable of long-range strikes on enemy cities.”

Pavlov: “I see. How dense would such an attack be?”

“Not very, they can’t produce many rockets, especially after the Allied Forces’ air raids on their rocket factories,” Wang Zhong answered.

“Then I’m relieved,” Pavlov truly breathed easier, “to be honest, the front line is now eighty kilometers from Ronied, and if we get ‘shelled’ every other day, we couldn’t take it.”

Suddenly, Vasily said, “Perhaps the Prosens have built a giant cannon to attack us? Didn’t we find the Prosens’ additional railways and rotating cannon platforms at the Coastal Fortress?”

Wang Zhong: “It’s possible. If it’s true, next year we’ll have a great trophy. I plan to build a theme park around Yeburg, placing the trophy on a 1:1 scale replica stand and get a bunch of Prosen prisoners to perform daily cannon firings for the children and ladies of Yeburg.”

Vasily laughed heartily: “That’s a great idea! Brilliant!”

Wang Zhong also laughed.

At this time, Amelia led two officers from the United States Army Air Force into the Headquarters.

The two Land Air lieutenant colonels were wide-eyed at the sight of the Prosen Tank parked in the courtyard.

Amelia also looked at the tank curiously: “A trophy?”

Wang Zhong: “A trophy fitted with the enemy’s new night-vision equipment.”

Amelia: “Is that a searchlight? You’re quite humorous.”

“Although I have always been quite humorous, you’re mistaken, that’s not a searchlight, it’s an infrared searchlight.”

“What’s infrared?” Amelia asked.

Wang Zhong: “It’s a special spectrum of light, different from visible light. Snakes use it to identify field mice and hunt them.”

Amelia’s mouth fell open, and then Wang Zhong noticed she had changed her lipstick color and asked, “Is today a special day? Changed your lipstick color?”

Amelia giggled and said, “You noticed, do you like it?”

Wang Zhong: “It looks good. Are you dressed up so nicely because your boyfriend is coming in a plane? Those two behind you?”

Amelia’s smile faded.

Humph, I am a master at ruining an amorous atmosphere!

Amelia took out a handkerchief and vigorously wiped her mouth.

Wang Zhong: “You don’t have to do that, it’s not good if your lips get chapped.”

Amelia ignored Wang Zhong’s words, wiped her mouth and with a straight face introduced the two men behind her: “These two are the commanding and deputy commanders of the bomber squadron that just landed at the airport, Colonel Daniel and Lieutenant Colonel Jack.”

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Wang Zhong extended his hand: “Nice to meet you.”

Colonel Daniel grabbed Wang Zhong’s hand first and said something in the Angsa Language, which Wang Zhong recognized as pleasantries.

Lieutenant Colonel Jack shook hands and directly spoke in Antenese, “I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time, my young son would be very happy if I could take a photo with you.”

Wang Zhong: “Your young son?”

“Yes, the Federation has printed your photo on postcards, which are given out with the purchase of War Bonds, a set of twelve. In order to collect them all, my son is constantly pestering my wife to buy War Bonds.”

Wang Zhong smiled and said, “It seems I have some fame in the Federation.”

In fact, Wang Zhong had long known about his fame in the Federation, where martial virtues were abundant and war heroes were popular. When Wang Zhong was in the Federation, he hadn’t been shy about doing advertisements, like “I am Commander Rocossov, and this is my favorite restaurant,” and the like.

Lieutenant Colonel Jack: “So, can we take a photo?”

“Of course, we can even arrange for express development— or is it too late?” Wang Zhong turned to ask Vasily.

Vasily: “Yes, we can’t shorten the development time.”

Wang Zhong: “Then please leave an address. I will send the photo to this address, along with a little gift.”

Lieutenant Colonel Jack’s face brightened with a smile: “That’s wonderful!”

Wang Zhong changed the subject: “How effective was the bombing?”

Lieutenant Colonel Jack: “I don’t know, from the plane, the explosions just looked like a lot of… um…”

Wang Zhong: “Flowers?”

“Ah, something like that, like flowers blooming on the ground in sequence. But to know the actual damage caused, we have to wait until the smoke clears and the fires are put out. Then, Mosquito reconnaissance aircraft will take pictures and the intelligence department will analyze them carefully to determine if we need to bomb the same target again.”

Wang Zhong: “Flowers— I didn’t expect bombing to have such poetic expression.”

Actually, Wang Zhong had thought of this long ago, as it was one of the famous hell jokes among military enthusiasts.

Someone even made a video with “Song and Smile” as the BGM, and when it got to the lyrics, “Tomorrow, tomorrow, this smile will be spring flowers everywhere,” it was paired with footage of bomber bombs hitting the ground.

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Vasily: “Let’s hope the Prosens like these flowers!”

Everyone heard this and burst into cheerful laughter, filling the air with a lively atmosphere.