Perhaps so far, the personnel affiliated with the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the Guerrilla Republic have not realized that Sorkina has a deeper identity.
Looking at her leaving figure, Yang Mingzhi pinched his chin with relish.
"Sorkina, I have already asked all the members of your communications class to take credit for this battle. Although there may not be medals, your credit cannot be erased."
Helping this woman restore her reputation is also one of Yang Mingzhi's goals for herself. This is a long road, and unless she can achieve a series of military exploits, the journey can be shortened.
Yang Mingzhi continued to look through the documents, but because of this, she was involved in the loss of the third regiment. This incident was really a lingering nightmare.
On the 23rd, after the third regiment returned to the military camp, how did the soldiers feel when faced with a large number of empty barracks? He knew that sad sobs broke out in those camps at night. After all, they were women, and they were more emotional.
He will not bury his sorrow for the sacrifice of his comrades in his heart. Even if he acts strong during the day, he will naturally burst into tears at night when no one is around.
Today is the 24th, the second day for soldiers to rest, so Yang Mingzhi stayed at the headquarters and continued to read documents.
Among the documents he had read, apart from the potato harvest, it was the arsenal's production records that concerned him the most.
While the frontline troops were fighting fiercely with the enemy, Liguschkov was also in the arsenal, calling on all military service personnel to launch a "production war." These reports recorded that they worked overtime and produced 24 hours a day.
As a result, ammunition production reached a new record on the 20th!
What Yang Mingzhi likes most is that they urgently produced a batch of flying fish and catfish rocket launchers.
However, in the document report, Liguschkov also honestly explained the potential threats facing the arsenal.
The threat does not come from the enemy, at least the camouflage of the arsenal is better, and the chimney has been simply filtered. The so-called threat is still a commonplace problem, that is, the possible shortage of raw materials for weapons.
What the document mentions is no longer a shortage of metal, but the production of rocket propellant, which has lagged somewhat behind the production of bomb embryos.
Because they attach too much importance to the utilization of metal, the troops have been using extreme methods, such as sweeping up shrapnel in the soil on the battlefield, recycling damaged weapons, and digging up urban ruins.
While he was reading the documents in detail, Yevlov, who had just finished his inspection, rushed back to the headquarters with excitement, and rushed directly to the commander's office in one breath.
Yevlov shouted excitedly: "Hey! Berekov, do you know? The helmet pyramid you decided to build is being watched by the villagers. At least more than 500 people have gathered there! It's so lively!"
"Yes! I know!" Yang Mingzhi raised his head and looked at the cheerful old guy.
The exchange of glances between the two made Yevlov even more excited, and the conversation quickly began.
"Oh! You were reading these documents when I went out for inspection. Now that I'm back, you're still reading them! Could it be that you have new instructions for some documents?"
"I don't have any special opinion."
"Really? These are all instructions given by me. I think I have given the most appropriate instructions as deputy commander! How did I do?"
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "Well done! You have fulfilled your duties as deputy commander perfectly. I am very relieved that you will guard the military camp."
Yang Mingzhi's answer was somewhat mechanical, but he did not add any more excitement. In fact, he did not know that Yevlov had just completed his inspection. Is there something that was particularly worth being happy about?
His mechanical answer came from the bottom of his heart. Yevlov may have been mediocre in commanding battles, but keeping this huge army in order is not proof of his ability to manage the army!
Yang Mingzhi did not think that he would not be able to manage the daily management of the army if he took over full power. He just did not want to be too tired. Since Yevlov can manage the army well, it is practical for him to guard the "base" in future military operations.
is the best choice.
However, Yang Mingzhi also ignored one point at this time, that is, Yevlov was by no means a person who dared to be behind the scenes. He longed for military exploits and great military exploits. This battle against the Romanians was undoubtedly carried out by Berekov himself.
The command has achieved huge results, how can he not be greedy?!
Yevlov wanted to command a war from the bottom of his heart. He had many advantages, one of which was his self-awareness. He admitted that he was still relatively mediocre, at least far inferior to his superior Berekov.
He moved a chair, leaned next to Yang Mingzhi, and continued the conversation.
"Berekov, some of these documents were sent by Lyudbalev's messengers. Some matters require the approval of the army. You are the highest military commander but you are fighting on the front line. I will issue instructions on behalf of the army. Most of them
Everyone agrees."
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "I'm still reading. I've read part of what you said. For example, they hope to mobilize the remaining troops to raid potatoes. You approved this, and I'm very satisfied. They also hope to mobilize soldiers
The purpose of going to concentrated logging is to provide houses for the more than a thousand people who have gathered in the guerrilla brigade. You also agreed, and I also fully support it."
"It's best if you agree! I first went to inspect the camp of the guerrilla brigade, and then I went to hear the news and see the grand scene of the Helm Pyramid. The guerrilla brigade commander seems to be named Miroshniko. This man is supervising
His people are working! Now, the help provided by the remaining troops has ended. After the wooden houses are built, the remaining parts will be left to the guerrilla brigade to handle themselves. "
"I know about this and I have no objections. As for the future arrangements of the guerrilla brigade, this should be discussed at a military meeting! It is the rest period of the army, and I also want to take a good rest these days. Alas.
, I really want to lie on the bed in the dormitory and sleep as well as an ordinary soldier! You know, I have been sleeping in the open for the past few days! I am really lucky to not be sick!"
"Yes! You should spend time with your woman and rest well before you get sick! Everyone is still waiting for your advice!"
Yevlov joked for a while and mentioned another thing: "By the way! I heard that the commander of our Jewish camp, Vasilyev, had a very close friendship with Miroshniko.
People also have a lot of resentment.”
Yang Mingzhi chuckled: "Yes! Not only do they know each other, but they also have a holiday! A very serious holiday! Ask your woman about the details of the two of them, and Yelenjina will tell you everything! Some of them
All I can say is that this is fate! Besides, at the pre-war meeting, your woman also presented some information."
Yevlov slapped his forehead: "Oh! I almost forgot if I didn't remind you!" He changed the topic: "Let's continue talking about your woman! The famous surgeon, hero sniper, Besika! She was working in the hospital while she was working in the hospital.
She also made a meritorious service! She saved many wounded soldiers and saved many lives. Especially that girl, I never knew that dandelions could be used as a herbal medicine to treat colds! In fact, many soldiers and civilians in the guerrilla brigade were suffering from diseases and had to cross the river.
After a simple inspection, there were more than 20 people with fever!"
"Oh? Is there anything else?"
"Of course! This kind of thing requires a professional doctor's examination to know! According to regulations, the antibiotics we have can only be supplied to military personnel, and can only be given to civilian patients unless particularly necessary. The carrot therapy adopted by Besica during the previous concentrated cold period was very effective.
It worked. This time, she actually let the patient eat dandelions!
It should be the medicinal effect of these dandelions, and more than a hundred patients recovered quickly! What’s even more gratifying is that the fields around the blacksmith village are full of dandelions!”