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

Filippov was waiting for news in the regimental bunker. As soon as the telephone rang, he immediately picked up the receiver: "Regiment headquarters."


The voice of the First Battalion Commander came through the receiver: "Commander, we repelled the enemy's attack. The Whirlwind assigned to us destroyed several enemy tanks, but these tanks are a bit strange!


"They are equipped with headlights, and there's something odd on top of the turret. I feel it's related to how they identified our firing positions in the complete darkness before! Please dispatch a tractor immediately to tow one back to the Front Army Headquarters!"


Filippov: "Where am I supposed to find a tractor for you! The regiment's artillery towing is all done using BT7s with their main guns removed. Can those BT7s tow the enemy's tank?"


Battalion Commander: "Hold on a moment, Commander."


Chapter 42: Tomorrow's Smile Will Be Spring Flowers Everywhere (8.3K)