Cannon Fire Arc-Chapter 826 - 44 General Andrei Fails Again (8.6K)_4

Chapter 826: Chapter 44 General Andrei Fails Again (8.6K)_4

“As the war drags on, the Anteans will definitely be unable to hold on and will actively seek peace!”

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Everyone in the office fell silent at this, only Duke Meyer kept wiping his sweat incessantly.

Just then, the sound of an air raid siren drifted in from outside the window.

The Emperor cursed, “Those things about filling their own pockets, I didn’t expect they’d be willing to spend a fortune on air raid sirens, all so vigorous.”

Celtic Marshal said, “I’ll make a call right now to have the alarm stopped—”

The Emperor interrupted, “No need! I think it’s better to keep the air raid siren a bit more piercing! Don’t you think so, Duke Meyer?”

Meyer trembled, then looked towards the Emperor, “Well… over the past month, due to the valiant efforts of our pilots, the production capacity lost due to bombings has dropped by seven percent compared to the same period!

“But the enemy suddenly adopted a new bombing method; after dropping bombs, the bombers would fly to Antean airports to refuel and restock on ammunition, then fly back and bomb again.

“When they return, our Air Force on the Eastern Front is unable to effectively intercept these hedgehogs bristling with machine guns.”

The Emperor looked at Duke Meyer, “Listen to what you’ve said, a drop of seven percent? I almost fell for your play on words; you meant seven percent of the lost production, not seven percent of the total capacity!”

Duke Meyer took out a spare handkerchief—no, a towel, and began frantically wiping the sweat dripping down his face.

The Emperor sighed, “Considering you managed to contain at least seven percent of the losses, I won’t pursue this matter further. But let there not be a next time, it’s best there isn’t!”

Duke Meyer nodded repeatedly.

The Emperor looked again at the Minister of Propaganda, “For propaganda-related matters, prepare them as you have suggested. If there is a need for me to make a speech, just say so.”

The Minister of Propaganda nodded earnestly, “Rest assured, Your Majesty.”

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Wang Zhong, after seeing the telegram, sighed, “Has the enemy crushed us? The last time I saw such exaggerated numbers was when the enemy’s Panzer IV Tank Destroyers ambushed us during the summer offensive.”

Pavlov stated, “The Front Army Headquarters probably can’t obtain detailed battle information so quickly, they can only report the number of losses.”

Popov asked, “Is it because the enemy’s Tiger King tanks were equipped with new types of armor-piercing shells? I remember we also captured these shells; they increased armor penetration but had a very small charge, and our tanks hardly caught fire when hit.”

Wang Zhong replied, “It’s possible. The enemy keeps updating their equipment, and we need to hurry as well.

“Equipping the new engines on T54 can greatly strengthen the frontal armor; I plan to rename these T54s to T55.”

As for the additional armor style, Wang Zhong had it all planned out, copying the approach of the Earth’s Russians by adding ‘eyebrows’ to the tanks.

Sadly, there’s no way to churn out explosive reactive armor at the moment; if it were possible to add that and IR headlights, they could pass it off as a T80!

Players of War Thunder were ecstatic at the thought, even wanting to use shortcut keys to send a radio message to attack Point D.

At that time, the windows in the Headquarters map room suddenly started shaking, clanging incessantly.

Vasily noted, “According to the weather forecast, cold air should be moving south, it’s going to get colder. Marshal, do you think the Prosen people will collapse again due to the severe winter?”

Wang Zhong answered, “This is the third year; if the Prosen people still haven’t prepared for General Winter, then they deserve to lose.”

Vasily added, “True. By the way, do you think the Prosen papers will start boasting that this is the first time the Empire has held back Marshal Rocossov’s offensive in the winter?”

Wang Zhong considered and nodded, “There is that possibility. Boosting enemy morale at home is not a good thing, but we really don’t have the strength to launch a large-scale offensive this winter.”

Popov mentioned, “The troops are already exhausted, currently relying entirely on high morale to fight. Without resting for half a year, we won’t recover.”

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On November 10th, the day the counterattack began, Lieutenant Karl crawled into his No. 217 tank, then saw the gunner and loader had lit a small bonfire inside the tank using an oil drum.

Lieutenant Karl exclaimed, “Damn, don’t do this stuff that’ll make the mechanics shriek in front of me!”

Gunner: “We’re very careful, we won’t set the tank on fire. Without the fire, we’d have to start the tank to warm up with the engine’s heat, are you sure that won’t make the mechanics shriek?”