The crossing operation went relatively smoothly. Finally, at a little after six o'clock in the afternoon, all the soldiers of the second regiment successfully crossed the river. They also carried part of the baggage, but most of the loot was still on the right bank of the river and had no time to be transported away.
After they arrived at the left bank of the river, they quickly set up camp. Many soldiers hoped to return to the village earlier, and even claimed that they could continue on their way even if night fell. This idea was decisively rejected by the officers, and Lavrenty issued an order to keep the entire regiment in one place.
Set up camp in an open area and wait until daybreak before setting off. His order was also in compliance with the commander's request.
Yang Mingzhi knew very well how thousands of them came here from the Blacksmith Village. Even if there was no rainfall during the entire combat operation, the mud in the swamps did not shrink at all. On the way back, they had to face a lot of mud, and the carriages captured by the troops, field battle
The artillery is almost destined to get stuck in the mire and must be dragged forward by people. To make matters worse, the position of some deep mire in the swamp can only be seen clearly at dawn. It would be too bad if these soldiers drowned in the mire.
Oops.
By the time the sun was about to set below the horizon, more than 3,000 people had successfully crossed the river.
But the paratrooper brigade, which was expected to arrive at the ferry before dark, had not yet shown up.
Yang Mingzhi was very impatient. The only way to contact Tepunov was through the radio! Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he was only supervising the soldiers to cross the river, and he did not personally contact the blacksmith village.
Fortunately, all the tasks of liaison headquarters are undertaken by the military signal corps headed by Diana.
Yang Mingzhi came to ask questions in a hurry, and Diana reported with joy the telegram she had just received from the army headquarters.
"Report to the commander, we succeeded. It was the rocket launchers. They hit Chernihiv. Our underground intelligence personnel in the city have faithfully recorded it!"
"This is bound to succeed!"
Yang Mingzhi's performance surprised Diana. Wasn't the commander shocked? After all, this was a historic strike. The rocket flew forty kilometers, and the turmoil it brought to the city was even more significant than the cannon.
Boom itself.
So Yang Mingzhi was not shocked? No! He was indeed shocked, and also very pleased. Perhaps in the eyes of the military and civilians, this rocket launcher really made history, but in his view, he was just successfully replicating what most countries would do decades later.
Mastering the basic military technology is nothing to be proud of.
What's more, the rocket warhead chosen for this bombardment was also unsatisfactory. He wanted to fill Feiyu with high-energy fuel and use it as a cloud explosive bomb, but the war was too urgent and the materials were not available.
Diana still couldn't help but said: "Commander! We succeeded! This is your success! I really can't believe that this new weapon really achieved a major victory."
"You have already said it once, and I already know about it."
"No! You don't know yet! You would never have imagined that our intelligence officers claimed that Chernihiv had fallen into chaos and that thousands of people had been killed or injured! Only a small part of the dead were from the bombardment, and the vast majority were from the Germans
Killing, we..."
"Wait!" Until here, Yang Mingzhi's confident face became tense: "What did you say? Thousands of people were killed or injured! Where is the message? Show me quickly!"
After collecting a batch of telegrams, Yevlov sorted out the documents, streamlined them and sent them to the frontline headquarters. Who is Diana, a female soldier? The full text was easily translated by her, not even a single letter.
Correct.
Yang Mingzhi reviewed the words one by one. He stood in front of several radio stations of the "Frontline Communications Department" and stood motionless for a long time. His eyes were as wide as bells, and every pore in his body stretched out because of excitement.
Diana was a little worried and asked tentatively: "Commander! Are you okay? If you have important instructions, I can send them to the army headquarters now."
"No! I'm fine! Very good!" Although Yang Mingzhi said this, his heart was beating hard. He once made the worst plan, that is, only half of the flying fish hit the target, and in the end it would not cause much damage. Really
Unexpectedly, Chernigov ended up under martial law because of just ten rockets.
The reason why the situation is like this has been explained in this relatively lengthy telegram. "Perhaps God is really blessing our 63rd Army!"
He took a deep breath comfortably and ordered Diana with a smile: "Now you send a telegram to the deputy commander, saying that Commander Berekov is fully aware of Chernigov's affairs, and take me to the chemical laboratory
, sent a congratulatory message to all the workers of the arsenal. And told them that I will go home as soon as noon tomorrow."
"Okay! I'll send it right away." After saying that, Diana decisively put the huge headphones on her head.
Taking this opportunity, Yang Mingzhi, who was in a great mood, also smoked a cigarette. He was really happy, so he handed out a few cigarettes to all the male signal soldiers present, and said: "Everyone smoke a cigarette to feel comfortable, and then
Send me a telegram to the Parachute Brigade and ask them where they are and how long it will take to reach Missi Ferry."
However, none of the telegrams sent by the Signal Corps received a response, as if they had adopted radio silence.
Suddenly an ominous feeling echoed in Yang Mingzhi's heart. Could there be any accidents happening to them? No way! The enemy had been wiped out, what kind of accidents could the guerrilla brigade encounter? Even if they fought against the enemy's lone stragglers, the sound of gunfire would still be heard.
It will also expose everything.
After some analysis, Yang Mingzhi estimated that maybe their radio's battery was simply out of power.
At this time, the sun is setting in the west, and the dim sun shines on the broad Dnieper River. Today's sunset is beautiful, indicating that tomorrow will also be a bright and sunny day.
The temperature has obviously warmed up a lot in the past few days, but it's still too cold after nightfall.
The enemy no longer existed, and perhaps he was worried about enemy aircraft air strikes. This was purely a groundless worry on the part of the commander! Yang Mingzhi simply stopped intervening and allowed the soldiers to light bonfires on both sides of the ferry.
Youdao is like a single spark that can start a prairie fire. The total number of troops and civilians exceeds 10,000. A bonfire lit by so many people is as bright as a galaxy!
The soldiers gathered around the bonfire, including Yang Mingzhi himself. When they reached the river, some soldiers took off their clothes to wipe themselves, especially their precious sweat-stained sea soul shirts, and frantically swam in the water.
Wash it and take it to the campfire to dry.
Of course, the function of the bonfire is not only this, but more soldiers use it to bake potatoes and fish.
Mixi Ferry was planned as a logistics base at the beginning of the operation. The potatoes and fresh fish stored here were just what was needed. Yang Mingzhi paid great attention to logistics, and his soldiers rarely went hungry.
This time, although the population on both sides of the Taiwan Strait exceeded 10,000, everyone's food was good. Not only potatoes, bread cubes, grilled fish and vegetable soup, there were also big iron pots on both sides of the Strait, and broth was boiled!
The so-called broth is nothing else - horse.
One of the important captures in this battle was horses. Who told the Luo army to rely almost exclusively on horses for their heavy transportation?!
At least in the eyes of the current military forces, horses are a very important munitions commodity. They are not only the "engines" that can pull heavy artillery, but if they are killed on the battlefield, horse meat can also become a delicious meal in the lunch boxes of frontline soldiers.
Yes, the Soviet army had no intention of wasting the carcasses of the Roman horses that died on the battlefield. These were tall and strong European horses, and the horse meat was cut off from the carcasses. The horses died for only one day, thanks to the low temperature.
Rot does not appear to have occurred.
There were more than 300 horse carcasses on the battlefield. A large amount of horse meat was cut up and thrown into the carriage. The second regiment arrived at Mixi Ferry with a large amount of horse meat, which quickly benefited everyone. Every soldier could get a share.
A piece of meat was roasted or boiled at the pleasure of the company officer.
Most soldiers still like to cook broth, and it’s so satisfying to have a delicious meal like this!