Count Constantine

Wang Zhong arrived in an alternate world and became embroiled in this world's global war.
What he gained was a cheat, akin to a real-time strategy game's overhead perspective, and he could even see through the eyes of his subordinates' units!
So, he decisively started micro-managing, "Shift the machine gun position five centimeters to the left! Place the anti-tank cannon in the forest on the right!"
Three years passed in this manner, and Wang Zhong looked at the marshal's baton in his hand, then at the double-headed eagle flag behind the emperor's envoy.
"In my hometown, there's an old saying, 'Princes and generals, are they not sprung from the masses?' Envoy, do you know of it?"

Cannon Fire Arc

November 17, 04:30 hours, bunker of the division headquarters of Ante Army's 1st Red Banner Mechanized Infantry Division of the Guards.


Wang Zhong had also arrived at the division headquarters bunker early.


The bunker originally housed two bears, and now with Yegorov there, three bears were drinking tea by the fire, a rather comical scene.


Vasily and the other staff were squeezed to one side, and although they too wore thick overcoats, they appeared more slender.


Wang Zhong, "When will the blizzard stop?"


Attacking in the snow would pose many problems, primarily due to poor visibility, and coupled with Ante's terrible communication capabilities, they might end up with a bunch of friendly fire incidents.


Pavlov, "The weather forecast said it would stop today, at worst we'll attack in the afternoon."


Wang Zhong, "We can't attack right now anyway. Have our armored divisions arrived?"


Chapter 89 Freeze, Don't Move