Bab 97: Chapter 21 Horizontal Bombing

Despite being given a seemingly overwhelming task, the senior officers of Rocossov's combat group, having done everything that could be done at hand, decided to engage in an intense game of bridge.

It was a bit like playing a round of Gwent regardless of how urgent the situation was.

Wang Zhong had gradually become accustomed to this pace.

When there's nothing to do on the battlefield, there is truly nothing to do, but a Sword of Damocles hangs over one's head at all times, never knowing when it might fall and destroy everything.

Those new to the battlefield might spend every day terrified of the sword hanging above their heads, but old soldiers like Wang Zhong become accustomed to it over time.

Yes, Wang Zhong had only been a soldier for less than two weeks but he had already become a seasoned veteran; the battlefield was indeed a crucible for training people.

As Wang Zhong was looking at his cards, the telephone rang.