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

"Dead!" The Machine Gunner continued firing without turning back. His machine gun was already smoking, and the barrel looked like it was about to melt.


Kosolek: "I asked where the platoon leader is!"


It was then that Kosolek saw the platoon leader lying in the trench, his entire upper body covered in blood.


He took a quick step forward, completely disregarding the platoon leader's injuries, and picked him up to leave.


After walking a few steps, his conscience kicked in, and he turned back to shout at the Machine Gunner, "Retreat! Head to the second line of defense!"


Kosolek shook his head and started running, carrying the platoon leader.


Behind him, the sound of a grenade exploding rang out, and the machine gun temporarily fell silent. However, in a few seconds, the hysterical gunfire resumed.


Chapter 39: The Winter Offensive of 916 (8K)_5