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

July 30, 2330 hours, Shepetovka Suburb.


Suddenly, in the dark, a sharp command rang out, "Halt, don't move!"


Immediately, someone indeed stood up and shouted, "I am a worker from the Shepetovka Textile Factory, representing the Worker's Protection Squad here to make contact!"


The Sentinel stood up, turned on his flashlight, and in the beam of light, an old worker shielded his eyes with his hand.


The Sentinel turned off the flashlight and called out to the back, "Hurry, inform the squad leader—no, inform the platoon leader that an old worker has arrived!"


The old man quickly caught up and approached the Sentinel, "Young man, from your accent, you must be from Vishensk, aren't you? Do you know Alyosha?"


"There are many named Alyosha," the Sentinel laughed, "our Front Army Commander is also nicknamed Alyosha. Which Alyosha are you referring to?"


Chapter 69: The Eve