While the eight thousand people on the front line were fighting, tens of thousands of residents of the guerrilla republic in the rear were also working hard to produce. The mobilized civilian laborers were not just carrying supplies and wounded people. In just a few days, a line was merged from Misi Ferry.
The Homnich-Novgomel "road" is completed.
The road is very winding, and it bypasses a lot of mud ponds. In the muddy areas, the farmers put in a lot of logs and paved a seemingly reliable road. At least in Kavitsky's opinion, there is no way that trucks can run on this road.
Risk of getting stuck in mud.
After all, this is a road. Even if it is very winding and the soldiers have to walk longer distances, it can perfectly avoid the mud. Everyone is completely satisfied.
Yang Mingzhi's journey home was very different from that of the grassroots soldiers. He enjoyed the special care of the jeep, but this time the driver was Igor. He was sitting in the passenger seat, with Yang Guo and Natasha in the back seat.
A girl, everyone sang songs and headed straight to the blacksmith village. His guards were standing on the trucks that followed.
May 23rd is definitely a day worth celebrating for the Guerrilla Republic. The warriors who have returned from the frontline victory will return in neat queues. Just like when they go home in the past, they must pass through the largest residential area of Blacksmith Village.
You must take a "city tour".
Although this victory was a victory for the soldiers, its victory was also inseparable from the strong support of the soldiers and civilians at the rear. The guerrilla republic had been an integrated army and civilians from the beginning. They were organized one after another and gathered on both sides of the road entering the Blacksmith Village.
They lined the streets to welcome the victorious troops.
Under the organization of the school, the children went to the wild to pick a large number of unknown flowers and make bouquets. They also all wore red scarves, lined up, and stood at the checkpoint at the entrance of the village under the leadership of their teachers.
Stretching along the checkpoint, more villagers stood on both sides of the road, and extended all the way to the military camp.
All this was naturally organized by Salinchkin, Lyudbalev and others, but they never expected that the enthusiasm of the masses was so high! Not only did they start gathering on the road early in the morning, but they also held large amounts of money in their hands.
Grain - cooked potatoes.
These are the grains they saved. They are not willing to eat them, but they are happy to share them with the soldiers who have returned from the victorious battle. The army is so loved by the people!
The people have such a high level of ideological consciousness, and Salinchkin is also full of hope for the future.
This Belekov is really as described in previous reports, a military expert and an inventor. This kind of person should not stay in the swamp. He should go to the National Academy of Sciences in Moscow and study ancient times.
Byshev's arsenal.
The significance of the rocket attack on Chernigov is far greater than the casualties achieved. This has proved that the Soviet army is capable of developing highly accurate rocket launchers with a range of forty kilometers. Salinchkin desires greater power and greater
After doing this, he now has something in his hand that is enough to change his destiny - all the design drawings of the Feiyu rocket launcher.
In any case, the Soviet Union is also an industrial power. Of course, Belekov insisted on staying here out of comradeship. The blueprints of the weapons can be sent out. As long as the Soviet arsenal can mass-produce Exocet rocket launchers on a large scale, the situation of the Patriotic War will be
Big changes are bound to happen.
"Berekov, you are really my lucky star!"
Sarinchkin could no longer stay in the office, so he led a group of staff to stay at the checkpoint at the entrance of the village early in the morning, waiting for the commander-in-chief, Belekov, who arrived around noon today.
As for Yang Mingzhi, his convoy soon encountered the soldiers of the third regiment who were returning. In front of them, especially the reconnaissance battalion of the second regiment driving some carriages. Let's talk about these soldiers who would be brought back to the village as soon as possible.
There are a large number of firearms, ammunition, and a large number of German-made steel helmets piled on the carriage.
Among the seized materials, light weapons were shipped back first. This was due to the needs of the arsenal. As for those steel helmets, there were already too many seized steel helmets. Yang Mingzhi planned to pile these thousands of helmets into a pyramid for people to visit and then hand them over to the arsenal.
Melt molten iron to make cannonballs.
In this way, Yang Mingzhi's frontline headquarters convoy was sandwiched between the second and third regiments. The team also stretched for up to three kilometers, like a water snake squirming in the mud, returning to them little by little.
Starting place.
Yang Mingzhi already knew that Salinchkin was going to hold a welcome ceremony. "In this way, I will be like Caesar when he returned to Rome, receiving the love and cheers of the people!"
Rome? Caesar? The Roman hero returned to the city with great glory after the Battle of Gaul and became the first citizen.
Who doesn’t want to leave his name in history and be known to people in the world for generations to come?
Of course Yang Mingzhi thought, he also enjoyed being loved by others. At this moment, he was sitting on the truck, and the entire guerrilla republic was his country. "I! I am Caesar!"
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Lavrenti led the second regiment to arrive at the village first. Everything shocked him and the soldiers. It was as if the entire blacksmith village was packed with people to welcome them. Those people in formal clothes at the entrance of the village were deputy commander Berekov.
, those are the officials of the Guerrilla Republic, Salinchkin and Lyudbalev!
He originally thought that when he returned to the military camp, he would immediately take off his clothes that were full of sweat and smell, wash them well with soap, run to the bathhouse to wash away the oil stains, and then lie down on his bed to sleep well. At this time, his tired body became tired again.
Rejuvenated, celebrating victory with tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians?!
The troops lined up in four columns, and the villagers smiled and handed over the boiled potatoes. These soldiers also accepted the gifts very gratefully and ate them in several mouthfuls. Here, Yang Mingzhi never prohibited soldiers from accepting gifts from the people.
The army is basically run in accordance with the "Infantry Drill Code" set by the Soviet Union. It is natural to severely crack down on the behavior of robbing ordinary people.
The soldiers were supposed to be greeted with salt and bread. The soldiers did not expect too much. They also knew that these potatoes were the cherished rations of the villagers.
The young girls were smiling and cheering, the young pioneers handed bouquets to the soldiers and saluted, and the elderly shed tears of excitement after presenting the potatoes...
The soldiers passed through the aisles to welcome the crowd, and what happened next was enough to shock tens of thousands of villagers. Horses pulled one or two carriages, the carriages were exactly the same shape, and the goods they carried were exciting.
Today, nothing can boost morale more than food and weapons. Where do these weapons come from, of course, from the enemy. Here are not only rifles bundled into piles of dry firewood, but also a huge number of helmets. For a time,
Everyone was talking about it. These are German-made helmets. Doesn’t this mean that the soldiers also killed a large number of German troops?
The majority of the villagers identified the main enemy as the German army and knew very little about the servants. So many helmets were displayed in front of the public, and people remembered the battle a few months ago. Everything was so strange.
It seems familiar, and some people are even talking about the fact that this time, the troops destroyed as many as 10,000 enemies!
Who created all this? It was Belekov, the lieutenant general and commander of the Army Group. He came from the east as if to save the suffering people on this land.
Therefore, when Yang Mingzhi stood on the jeep, his appearance received unprecedented love from the people, so much so that as soon as the car entered the village, it was blocked by enthusiastic villagers yelling. He was also a kind of soldier, carrying his rifle.
He came across and formed a human wall to barely control the situation.
This is their attitude towards heroes! At this moment, Yang Mingzhi felt that he could no longer greet everyone in words. He stood upright on the co-pilot's seat. He looked around, tightened his mouth, and raised his voice with sonorous force.
Raise your right hand.
There is nothing more in line with the current aura than a military salute. This comes from his heart, and seeing the presence of Salinchkin, Yevlov and others, he must make an appropriate statement.
An unknown person burst out with an explosive roar: "Berekov! Ula!" Suddenly, everyone shouted Yang Mingzhi's Russian name, and the cheers reached their peak.
"I really didn't expect that he was so loved by the people!" This scene made Salinchin marvel at this scene, which made his face numb with joy. "I guess everyone has never even cheered the leader Comrade Stalin so much!"
Lyudbalev said: "Maybe! After all, the leader is far away in Moscow, and Belekov himself is standing here. We achieved a great victory in this battle. You know, the Soviet Union needs victory! The Soviet Union needs heroes! Belekov
He is an out-and-out hero."
Salinchkin nodded: "Yes, whether it is a fighting hero or a labor hero, in short, people need heroes. I am just afraid that Belekov will be overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the people. After all, we are still facing a large number of
enemy."
Lyudbalev chuckled: "You are overthinking. He is an ambitious man. Just this victory cannot satisfy him. When we counterattacked to Berlin, Belekov may be the vanguard holding high the red flag.
.Maybe this guy wants to be a contemporary Bart Led Tolley!"
"Ha! He really wants to be a marshal?!" Salinchkin shook his head with a tight mouth: "Unless we can liberate the entire Belarus with just our troops! If so, you and I will both be heroes. Let's go.
Come on! Comrade Lyudbarev, let’s also go and congratulate our marshal, haha.”