Chapter 117: Report on the situation and new rectification
The early morning light shines on the Pripyat Swamp, a wetland immersed in mist.
Today is the day of the expeditionary force's triumphant victory. Yevlov got up early. He and a group of supporting troops walked out of the camp and walked to the ferry to wait.
Soon, a very eye-catching red flag appeared in the distance, and a troop was marching along the river.
"It's him! They're back." Yevlov looked through the telescope and gave orders to the left and right.
Because of the intelligence received, there are still many wounded among the returning troops. Due to the situation on the battlefield, the only health workers who were guest-starred could only provide some simple treatment. Many people gritted their teeth with perseverance and were killed.
The medical staff removed the bullet and even sutured the wound without anesthesia.
Yang Mingzhi has a small privilege in this regard. He can enjoy the pain-relieving morphine.
Yang Tao didn't tell him the truth at all. He kept a copy of the limited medicine for him because he was afraid of an accident, but it turned out to be true. But he still loved himself very much, so after he was injured and exposed on the way home, he left his luggage
There is no need to carry it yourself.
Seeing that they were about to reach their destination, the soldiers' eyes were full of hope. Taking this opportunity, Yang Mingzhi also raised his fist and offered three boxes of canned beef to each team as a temptation, which aroused the excitement of the soldiers.
Not far away, Yevlov watched their arrogant movements, and could faintly hear the cheers in his ears. "I really don't know what Berekov said to them, but it's not good."
"That's right." Fuming couldn't help but laugh, "In my opinion, nothing can excite a soldier more than a comfortable bed and delicious food. What do you think?"
Yevlov slowly put down the telescope and said, "I'll ask Belekov when he comes back. Anyway, if it's for dinner, there will be meat today."
The troops crossed the Pripet River through water. The water in this shoal was knee-deep, and the bottom of the river was full of fine sand. If you were not careful, you would still trip and get covered in water.
The soldiers were very careful, and many of them were carrying more than just a blanket on their backs. These captured German individual blankets were recognized for keeping warm, but they were very thin, and German soldiers relied on them to stay overnight.
After Yang Mingzhi directed "traffic" for a while, he stood in front of Yevlov.
The two old friends hugged excitedly and shook hands vigorously after they separated.
"You are finally back, and this time you have achieved great results. I see that the morale of our soldiers is still very high, and many new faces have joined us."
"Of course. When I went out this time, I learned that there are still many guerrillas hiding in the forest. If we search on a large scale and collect them all, we might be able to restore our previous strength."
Yevlov nodded. He knew that the troop losses in this battle were also very bad. One-fifth of the troops who went on the expedition were killed, and there were hundreds of wounded soldiers.
Today is a happy day, so don't mention the casualties. The two of them stood on a high place and watched the troops march towards Catfish Village in four columns.
Here, Yang Mingzhi’s injured arm is very eye-catching, and Yevlov also paid attention to this when hugging him.
"Now, how's your arm doing?"
"Hey, I just got bitten by a mosquito." Yang Mingzhi looked fearless, and Yevlov didn't say much about it.
Privately, he talked about the double standards of his comrades. On the one hand, he criticized others for their desperateness, but he also acted like a madman when fighting. Maybe he could learn a lot after being injured this time, such as the commander on the front line.
Supervising battles can indeed greatly boost morale, but it is also too easy to become a target. If the commander is killed in battle, it is too easy for the troops to become leaderless and degenerate into a ragtag group.
At ten o'clock in the morning, all the troops entered the military camp in Catfish Village. Everyone joined the remaining troops. At the airport, the soldiers burst into amazing cheers and even cried.
After all, more than 500 people have left forever. Their barracks and their personal belongings still prove that these people once existed, but now, the barracks are about to be replaced.
The returning soldiers returned to their barracks to rest and wait for lunch. They were told that the lunch would be very sumptuous.
Yang Mingzhi and others followed Yevlov back to the division headquarters. It was time for him to report the operation in person.
Yang Mingzhi felt that these guys who stayed behind wanted to know what was going on. He looked at the conference room of the division headquarters and saw that people from Black Earth Village and Blacksmith Village were all there, as well as some people from other villages.
"I just came back, and everyone can't wait to know about the battle. Alas, I actually want to take a nap first."
"It's better to wait until lunch is over before going to sleep." Yevlov said, "You can tell me briefly before the meat is cooked. You must know that all of us who are staying in the military camp are looking forward to it."
Yang Mingzhi looked around. The eyes of these old men with big beards were shining brightly!
"Okay! I'll just talk about it, but you just mentioned meat? What is that?"
"It's horse meat." Yevlov explained first. It turned out that the war horse pulled too many things, and finally collapsed from exhaustion and accidentally broke its leg.
Yang Mingzhi was shocked, "Does a horse have to be killed if its leg is lame?"
"Then what can we do? They are beasts after all. Eating horses can also reward the soldiers." Yevlov said.
"That's it." Yang Mingzhi waved his hand. There is nothing wrong with eating an injured war horse. Talent is the foundation of everything.
He simply explained the ins and outs of the war without following them. During this period, he paid close attention to everyone's expressions and emphasized the capture of Kuta town.
"It's really bad. I overestimated the combat effectiveness of the soldiers and underestimated the enemy's advance. I didn't know that the enemy actually placed heavy artillery in the town. Without these damn artillery, we wouldn't have suffered much losses. If I had done this in advance
Investigation may also be able to avoid these."
Having said this, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but stand up and bow deeply.
This move was a bit abrupt, and Yevlov quickly waved his hand for him to sit down. "My deputy commander, you don't have to be too rigid like the Japanese. We are soldiers and can be rude. It's just about your apology, I think
It’s a bit of a fuss.”
"Yes, I think so too." Fomin interjected, "Berekov, if what you said is true, you may have wiped out two thousand people in the battle of Kuta Town, and eight more enemies were wiped out in subsequent encounters.
100. In all the battles combined, you killed 3,000 of the enemy while only 500 of your own were sacrificed. The battle loss ratio was as high as 6:1. If our team could achieve a 1:1 battle loss ratio, the German army would have been defeated long ago.
Already."
"Fuming, what he said is true." A tired Yelentina held her chin and looked at Yang Mingzhi in confusion. "This guy is like a madman. He was really lucky. He was only hit by a ricochet.
Hit in the arm. You must know that many people on the charge road were directly beaten into honeycombs by enemy bullets."
These words seemed to be a compliment, and Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but laugh, but he did order the troops to attack fiercely, causing him to watch helplessly as many elite soldiers fell on the way to the charge.
So far, the battle has achieved a huge victory. Yang Mingzhi is very clear about the result of killing another enemy division. He wants to make a name for himself in the military circle, and there may be more favorable results. For
He could only continue to wait.
I saw the head of the blacksmith village, Liguschkov, here, and he immediately talked about the light rockets.
It is said that these rockets are too weak in power and have a long launch delay. Worst of all, because of the poor performance of the gunpowder loaded, they pose no threat to enemy tanks and can only use fragments to attack infantry.
He explained in detail how the troops defeated enemy tanks. "We used elite soldiers to carry cluster grenades and bomb them ourselves, and sacrificed a lot for this. Or we hid in secret places and used anti-tank guns, but it was difficult for us to penetrate the enemy's tanks.
The front armor of the Panzer IV tank. Still my wife, Besica climbed up to the top of a tall building and attacked them on top. She almost lost her life for this, but fortunately she only suffered bruises on her arm."
Yang Mingzhi saw Liguschkov frowning and quickly said something else. For example, such huge-caliber bullets, even reloaded bullets, are extremely effective at attacking enemy soldiers. "We don't have to worry about the enemy.
She can still fight back after being shot. I saw with my own eyes that Besica used an anti-tank gun to penetrate the trunk of a tree, and then tore the German officer hiding behind into two pieces. Because of her sniper kill, the eight hundred enemies quickly
After they became a mob, our army successfully surrounded and annihilated them."
Yang Mingzhi talked about a lot of tactical details, many of which were thought-provoking. He explained the truth that the foundation of war is ordinary soldiers, and weapons are only part of victory.
But the importance of morale and courage advocated by the Soviet army is no longer enough in modern warfare. "The enemy's machine gun and artillery positions were difficult to break. It was our picric acid shells that achieved great results and the troops were able to break through, because
We need more artillery shells like this." Not only that, Yang Mingzhi praised the Soviet Union's artillery doctrine. The current situation of the army is that there is a severe shortage of artillery. The lack of heavy firepower makes it difficult to fight tough battles.
In this way, the troops had no choice but to find another way. Liguschkov immediately understood what he meant, and later discussed it with him. To increase the fragmentation of the grenade, the cheapest way is to glue a bunch of used shells to the projectile body.
To continue to improve light rockets, it is best to create a collision fuze to change the delay and waiting time in one fell swoop, and to add picric acid as the explosive agent.
The more he talked, the more excited he became, and it was time for dinner. Yevlov cut him off and said, "Obviously you are very awake now. You'd better continue talking after dinner, or you can take a nap."
Yang Mingzhi scratched his head and smiled honestly.