This time, only the residents of Blacksmith Village are enough to receive supplies.
Therefore, the blacksmith village, which should have fallen into silence at night, was quickly mobilized. Salinchkin did not hesitate to mobilize the majority of collective farm members, both men and women. They were ordered not to sleep tonight and all went to the surrounding areas of the village.
, dispersed in daily work team formation, waiting for the plane to arrive.
In the telegram, the superiors asked the plane to make an emergency landing in a mud puddle. Undoubtedly, the forced landing in a puddle full of mud basically eliminated the problem of fire, and the mud buffer can also greatly protect the structure of the aircraft.
The residents began to take action, and the whole village fell into noise. Yang Mingzhi was infected by the atmosphere and was eager for the delivery of key parts of the radar.
After the meeting, he did not take a nap like others, but got into the communications room of the headquarters.
The sudden arrival of the commander himself broke the silence of the girls guarding here, and they all became cautious. There was only one girl who was not afraid of the commander at all. She was more like a clingy kitten, almost
Instinctively he moved closer.
"Periya, among the frequent communications with your superiors this time, you sent telegrams to the headquarters most frequently. It's really hard on you." Yang Mingzhi said in Russian.
These words are a great encouragement to the girl. Liu Hongxiu is very used to being called "Periya", but in front of the commander, she really wants to speak a few words in Chinese! Unfortunately, it is also working time now
, waiting in this communication room, there is either Russian or telegraph data.
She saluted decisively: "Report to Comrade Commander! I can now send and receive telegrams, but my squad leader thinks that I am still too immature, so I am currently asked to serve as a real-time translator of telegrams! I think my results have been perfectly demonstrated tonight.
Already."
Seeing the girl's confident look, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but be surprised. I can't believe that just one month later, this little girl who was rescued actually proved her strong "combat power" in this way. She really is
What a genius!
Yang Mingzhi looked pleased: "Very good! Periya, you have to keep up your efforts. You communications soldiers are not only responsible for daily radio contact, but now you have added emergency electromagnetic interference work. In the future, maybe you can also do radar
Soldier."
Radar was still a top-notch technology for the Soviet Union. For these girls, they had never heard of it.
The young female soldiers could not conceal their curiosity and immediately asked. It would take a lot of effort to explain this knowledge to them, so Yang Mingzhi only talked about the benefits of having radar.
"With it, you are like having big ears that can listen to sounds a hundred kilometers away. You will be able to sense the appearance of enemy aircraft as soon as possible."
"Father! Can we equip it too?!" Because she was so excited, Liu Hongxiu simply said a sentence in Chinese!
Yang Mingzhi rolled his eyes at her with a sullen face, and continued to scold her in Russian: "Periya! I don't know if it can be equipped with it, but I have the confidence to make such equipment. You girls can be said to be special talents in the army.
Once the new equipment is put into operation, you will be the chief operator. Once the equipment is used to detect enemy aircraft and provide advance warning to our defenses, you will all receive medals!"
For some people, the meaning of a medal is far more important than the honor it contains. Liu Hongxiu is eager to try, and Sorkina clearly realizes that a medal is the key to restoring her reputation, and this is what she must get!
After Yang Mingzhi's troubles, the girls in the communication room who were originally in trouble are now full of energy!
They must keep their spirits up tonight. The plane will arrive at 4:30 in the morning, when the sun actually breaks through the horizon. Smooth radio communication must be maintained in the command center. By then, the role of these girls will be crucial.
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On the other hand, at the airport in the city of Severodonesk, which is more than 500 kilometers away, eight large aircraft have just completed final adjustments after being urgently cleaned.
These planes had received minor damage and in principle still needed to be repaired, but the situation was so urgent that they could no longer be taken into account.
A large amount of materials are still being transported intensively, especially those ammunition boxes. As a modern army, the Soviet army has very strict requirements for standardization. For example, its wooden ammunition boxes weigh basically 24 to 25 kilograms when filled with ammunition. This
The soldiers can carry the heavy weight and march on their backs without crushing their shoulders.
The soldiers acting as ground support stuffed the ammunition into the cabin one after another, building it up like a wall.
The crew members involved in material transportation were also giving final lectures on the side of the airport.
Tonight, the veteran pilot Ivanov has a very complicated mood. This special airdrop operation may very well be the last mission he performs in his life. After all, he is the only one who can participate in and command this operation well.
More than thirty crew members stood in the biting wind, with a hint of gunpowder smoke floating in the air, and the dull roar and firelight in the distance made the atmosphere quite tense.
Their eyes were blazing, they were full of worries about their future, and they had no choice but to muster up their confidence.
Ivanov shouted loudly: "Comrades! We will operate the TB3 bomber and deliver goods to Novgomel for the last time! Are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid!" Several soldiers shouted loudly.
Ivanov could not help but sigh, because more than ten of these people were new recruits who had just joined the army.
He continued: "Very good! You don't have to be afraid. Compared with our comrades flying Li-2 transport planes, we are lucky. We don't have fighter escorts for this operation, but I will fly at night. Don't worry about enemy planes."
harassment, let alone the enemy's anti-aircraft guns! We only need to reach the sky above Novgomel. Next, you will follow me to parachute. As for these aircraft, they will make an emergency landing in the swamp mud! In the future, we will join the third
The 63rd Group Army is fighting guerrillas behind enemy lines!"
This explanation made the aircrews feel a little relieved. The veterans lamented the safety of flying at night, and the recruits were full of yearning for fighting behind enemy lines.
They have all received parachute training and are qualified, so they all call themselves paratroopers. Paratroopers are born to be surrounded. This concept is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they have this awareness.
Ivanov was only responsible for the operations of the TB3 bomber, and the brothers in Li 2 were not under his control. After the training, the crews of the five TB3s went to their aircraft one after another.
Ivanov also quickly came to his lead aircraft. When he was about to give instructions to the rough ground crew, a captain from the command headquarters came nervously carrying a small wooden box.
"Comrade Major, this is a special mission assigned to you by the command!" After saying that, the messenger handed over the box. (Due to two successful airdrop operations, Ivanov's rank was promoted to Air Force Major)
"Special mission?" Ivanov subconsciously wanted to open the wooden box to find out, but was immediately stopped by the captain. "Hey, you are still stopping me? I have to know what is in this box!"
"This..." the captain hesitated and told the truth. "This is the core part of the radar equipment. This is all I know. I think the commander of the 63rd Group Army plans to build his own radar."
"Hey?! If it's that person, it's really possible." Ivanov couldn't help but sigh, "Soon, I will also be that man's subordinate."
"Comrade Major. In fact...in addition to the components of the radar, there are two extremely special things that need your utmost protection."
"What is it?"
"They are two small wooden boxes. Perhaps you don't know that the guerrilla republic you are about to go to has two fighting heroes who have been awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union. And you are about to send two Gold Star Medals there."
"Is there such a thing?!" Ivanov couldn't help but look at the Order of the Red Flag on his chest. "Hero of the Soviet Union, I also want to receive this honor! I never thought that a guerrilla fighter could also receive such an honor.
They must have killed hundreds of enemies!"
"Perhaps you will be the next Hero of the Soviet Union?"
"Hey, you really know how to joke! Maybe, I wonder if I, a paratrooper who landed on the ground, can become a qualified infantry soldier..."