Chapter 8: Evil Spirits in the Smoke

To confirm this, Wang Zhong, who was lying beside him, asked Captain Sergey, “Is Divine Arrow a kind of rocket?”

"Yes.”

Wang Zhong continued to confirm, “Guided by prayers?”

"The prayer givers pray to God, and then God guides it.”

Sergey seemed to be making an effort to make his voice sound more devout, but he failed.

By now, Wang Zhong had already determined that Divine Arrow was a kind of radio or wired guided weapon. It was just that the world might have developed again after the destruction of civilization, and modern people were unable to decipher the ancient technology used to make Divine Arrows.

As an experienced player of “War Game: Red Dragon,” he immediately realized how important this kind of anti-tank missile was under the current circumstances.

Wang Zhong, “Sergey, send someone to get in touch with the Divine Arrow team. That should be Monk Yeca Neiko’s Divine Arrow team.”

Ludmila had joined Monk Yeca Neiko’s Divine Arrow team, and Wang Zhong remembered clearly that Monk Yeca Neiko’s team had lost their prayer giver, which is why Ludmila had been urgently added to the group.

Captain Sergey, “Understood.”

Wang Zhong continued to observe the front line.

After losing their tanks, the enemy did not stop their attack.

The Prussians used mortars to launch a smoke screen, blocking the Divine Arrow team’s view, and then a second tank, pushing the still-burning wreckage, charged forward.

Wang Zhong was impressed, “The enemy is very experienced.”

Captain Sergey, “Didn’t you notice? There is an iris flower symbol on the enemy’s sleeve, which is proof they took part in the Carolingian campaign.”

Wang Zhong had no idea what the Carolingian campaign was, and he didn’t dare to ask in case it was common knowledge in this world.

But Carolingian – there was a Carolingian dynasty in the history of the Earth’s Franks. Could it be that in this timeline, France was also steamrolled by the Germans, no, by the Prussians?

And now these attacking Prussian troops, were they veterans who had participated in steamrolling through Carolingian?

While Wang Zhong was pondering this, he saw the group that had just launched Divine Arrows leave their original position, apparently planning to move forward, to get past the smokescreen.

"What the hell?” Wang Zhong muttered under his breath, “Advancing forward can indeed bypass the smoke’s barrier, but by doing that, you’ll be just two to three hundred meters from the tanks. The tanks could even hit you with their machine guns!”

"Huh?” Captain Sergey made a puzzled sound, “I didn’t think to move forward?”

Wang Zhong, “Not you! Monk Yeca Neiko’s team is moving forward, it’s too dangerous! Stop them!”

Captain Sergey looked puzzled and glanced in the distance where he could only see a bunch of buildings, completely unable to see Monk Yeca Neiko’s team.

In fact, without an overhead view, it was impossible to get such detailed front-line intelligence from the rooftop because most of the view was blocked by buildings.

Since the Prussians used smoke to obscure the vision of the Divine Arrow team, allowing their tanks to engage at a distance they excelled in, we could do the same.

Using smoke to completely strip away vision, then let the infantry charge and engage the enemy in melee combat.

During melee combat, the direct firepower of tanks would be useless.

Of course, this would also prevent the machine guns from being effective, but the machine guns would be targeted and taken out by the enemy tanks anyway.

The only question was whether the front-line commanders could comprehend the meaning of this round of smoke and seize the opportunity to counterattack.

However, Wang Zhong didn’t care about that much; his actual goal was to save Ludmila—if the enemy tanks’ vision was completely stripped by the smoke, they naturally wouldn’t be able to fire at the Divine Arrow team which Ludmila was part of.

Wang Zhong adjusted his field of view; his overhead perspective came with coordinates, which he then reported.

Unbeknownst to him, Captain Sergey beside him was staring with wide eyes, his mouth agape.

After Wang Zhong gave the coordinates, the other side repeated them and then reconfirmed the order, “Fire all the smoke bombs at these coordinates, right?”

Wang Zhong, “Right, fire them all. Don’t use live rounds; this coordinate is right at the tense spot between the enemy and us, lots of the shells will fall on our own men.”

Smoke bombs aren’t very lethal; as long as you’re not unlucky enough to be hit directly, they won’t cause injury.

"Understood. After firing these smoke bombs, we’ll have to retreat. The enemy’s machine guns have surpassing fire that’s already reaching us, you get that?”

"Got it! Fire!”

From the other end of the phone came the roar, “Fire!”

Then the call was hung up.

Wang Zhong used his overhead view to try to see the effect when he heard Sergey ask in surprise, “You just called out the coordinates like that? Using just a telescope?”

"Yes,” Wang Zhong replied nonchalantly.

"But... they all say that you scored zero in every military subject!” Captain Sergey said.

Wang Zhong thought to himself, what a coincidence? That suits me just fine; I’m a person with no military knowledge anyway, so I won’t have to worry about giving myself away in the future.

As he thought this, the smoke bombs came down.

In an instant, the entire block, both enemy and ally, was engulfed in white smoke.

Even Wang Zhong’s overhead view was covered so tightly that he could see nothing.

What happened next depended on whether the front-line infantry command was cowardly or not.

Wang Zhong had just this thought when he heard through the dense smoke a deafening war cry, “Ura!”