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

Just then, a shell happened to land near the anti-artillery bunker, causing a cloud of dust to fall from the ceiling and stick to everyone's steel helmets.


The rookie soldier looked up worriedly: "The roof of this bunker is made of wood, could it suddenly collapse?"


Kosolek: "It could, which is why you see Sergeant Andreas sitting by the bunker entrance. That way, if it collapses, he won't get buried and will be in charge of informing the casualty recording officer about which unlucky souls got buried here."


Andreas smiled faintly at the rookies: "If you have any last letters, hand them to me now. I'll try to make it alive to the next defensive line and send them out for you."


Another rookie asked: "Is it really okay to openly express such defeatist views?"


"The Constitutional Guards don't come to the frontlines, so don't worry," answered Kosolek.


Chapter 39: Winter Offensive of 916 (8K)_2