The troops set up camp, and after a short rest on the spot, the soldiers began to set up their own tents.
They untied the combat cloaks tied to their backpacks and broke off a few wooden sticks. A small individual soldier tent was quickly set up, and a blanket was spread underneath to create a complete shack. Most of the soldiers would spend the night like this. As for the senior soldiers,
The same is true for officers and their residences.
The Soviet army could actually build better tents, and they had all the materials. But because they didn't want to waste too much time, or even carry more weight, the whole army had to spend the night in a simple way.
Officers like Balzen did not have high requirements for residence.
Balzen was also very tired, but in front of the sergeants, he still showed a superhuman toughness and looked like he was fine, even though he had walked fifty kilometers on a pair of feet.
The camp was quickly established, and the soldiers began to collect firewood. The limited matches quickly lit some fires, and then more and more fires appeared. Some soldiers found nearby creeks and small ponds, and they used these
Boil the potatoes in water and eat them. Most people are still accustomed to the traditional way of eating them. After peeling off the skin with a dagger, they stick it with a branch and grill it on the fire.
Soldiers are all big eaters, and their stomachs can be stretched very large so that they can eat more potatoes. The first thing the soldiers eat is naturally the potatoes in their backpacks, so as to reduce their weight.
After eating his own rations, he went to eat those on the carriage.
Just as the vast number of soldiers began to sit around campfires and barbecue potatoes, Balzen also began to communicate with the army headquarters.
Thanks to the relay signal tower erected in Homnich, Soviet military communications in this area were very smooth.
Balzen informed the headquarters of everything about today's trip, including Klavsky's sprained foot.
"It's really bad. One of my generals had to withdraw before the victory was achieved!" Yang Mingzhi muttered in his heart when he learned about this.
Yevlov was worried: "It's really unlucky!" His words were naturally heard by many people.
Fomin interrupted him: "What's unlucky! Anyone can be injured during a long march, not to mention their heavy load! That Kravski accidentally sprained his foot, what does this have to do with whether it is auspicious or not? Besides, we are materialistic
Activists."
"He's right." Then, Yang Mingzhi walked to the map wall, stared at the map, and pressed Loev's position with his right hand: "Now Balzen has reported his position. They are only about thirty kilometers away from Loev.
Got it!"
"Yes!" Fomin replied: "It's Reichev's paratrooper battalion, they are also very fast! They have all crossed the river, even those carriages."
Currently, Reichev has not made new contact with Balzen. The last contact was at two o'clock in the afternoon, when Rechev informed Balzen that they had all successfully crossed the river.
This fact stimulated Balzen. Although the distance the paratroopers had to walk to reach the river was not far, crossing the river itself was somewhat risky. The personnel could quickly cross the river on a raft, but what about the supplies? No matter which method they used
, trapped in all the carriages and their cargo, they have successfully reached the left bank of the Dnieper River!
The task force was divided, and both armies were operating according to the plan, and both armies even exceeded their plans.
But according to Balzen's report, they set up camp at four o'clock in the afternoon and ran 50 kilometers in just seven hours. This madness was shocking. The cost was also very obvious - everyone was tired.
The so-called unlucky thing is that the overall physical fitness of the soldiers is damaged. This is the real unlucky thing. Klavsky's injury is a trivial matter.
Therefore, several people from the headquarters immediately made a summary, and Yang Mingzhi also issued an order: "You should take a rest immediately, and no march will be allowed before seven o'clock tomorrow morning. Give me the rest of the time to rest!"
It's just the general's order. The order is absolute. Balzen is not stupid enough to disobey the order. Moreover, looking at the appearance of the soldiers, it is time to take a good rest. At this juncture, he also regrets it. If he could have another choice
If he has the opportunity, he must ask the entire army to advance steadily and stop being a vanguard!
A squad of soldiers escorted the injured Klavsky home. They did not go back the same way, but headed towards the Homnich Military Station, which is only more than ten kilometers away. Because there are some professional military doctors stationed there, and there is also a health clinic.
Station. Moreover, there are jeeps parked there. In theory, Krafsky can return to the Blacksmith Village on the same day after arriving there.
The departure of the deputy commander cast a shadow on the hearts of the officers and soldiers dispatched by the first regiment of the 284th Division. Everyone complained around the campfire. In addition to complaining about their poor physical strength and the blistered soles of their feet, they were just complaining.
Their deputy commander regretted that he was also a little worried about the future battle.
Now, Battalion Commander Voroshitin replaced Klavsky. He was ordered at the critical moment and was both excited and worried about the future battle.
As for commanding troops in operations, Balzen is currently a nominal commander-in-chief on the front line. What to do when he gets to the front line, or a total of four actual "battalion-level commanders" collude. For some major decisions, you still need to request the headquarters.
, obey the remote control command of Commander Berekov.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, many soldiers had already finished eating their potatoes and fell asleep carelessly. The sun was still high at this time, and it would not set on the horizon before nine o'clock in the evening. The extremely long day had originally given
The longer the march time of these soldiers, the officers and soldiers of these three battalions were exhausted and had no choice but to practice hard.
The communication with the headquarters was completely completed, and some information was informed to the Homnich Military Station. The next step was to inquire about the situation of Reichev on the other side of the river.
But Balzen just wanted to fall asleep now. He had already gotten into the shack he had built himself, but was dragged out by Yevgeny's feet.
"Hey! What are you doing? Can't you be gentler to me, the leader!"
"Forget it!" Yevgeny shook his head, "Before you fall asleep, shouldn't we communicate with the paratroopers?"
"Communicate with them? No need! At least not now!" Balzen didn't want to pay too much attention. After all, they had contacted each other three hours ago. That contact was felt by Balzen just from the words in the message.
It's ironic. The paratrooper battalion is bragging about how fast they can run. Maybe they are still moving forward at a steady pace, but the large army has no choice but to rest in advance.
"At nine o'clock in the evening, they should set up camp! By then we will get up and contact them. What do you think?" Balzen asked eagerly with his eyelids drooping.
"Okay! Okay!" Yevgeny shook his head, "After all, it's impossible for them to lose contact."
Four hours passed quickly. When Balzen was awakened by the guards, the entire camp was still snoring. Even a very healthy and even strong girl like Natasha snored very abnormally - she was too
tired.
At this time, the sun is about to fall below the horizon. It is such a huge orange color. The pleasant sunset glow spreads to the earth. The whole world is a beautiful and peaceful dusk. The sunset glow in the west is very beautiful, and the setting sun becomes more blood red.
Balzen kept his word and tried to send a telegram to Reichev at this time.
He was mentally prepared to learn that the paratrooper battalion had traveled an extremely long distance.
However, after exchanging information, Reichev still showed off himself without hesitation, and even gave some joking encouragement: "Big troops, we may arrive at our destination tomorrow morning! Are you going to be a snail?"
Increase the pressure!"
When he saw the message translated by the correspondent, Balzen immediately became angry!
"Damn it! What do you call a snail? He is scolding us!"
"Does this make you angry?!" Yevgeny came over and said, "They did run very fast. In fact, we didn't run very slow either. In fact, if you disembark from Misi Ferry, there is a dirt road heading north.
Have you forgotten this fact! How could they be so slow walking along this dirt road! Look at us again, our troops are all advancing in unexplored wilderness, and maintaining such a speed is already amazing
Got it!"
With this explanation, Balzen felt more at ease. He still emphasized: "The paratroopers' wording is inappropriate. They call us snails!"
"Then we are running snails! Yes, that's how we reply to them! Correspondent, prepare to send a telegram immediately."
The correspondent therefore sent this telegram: The large army is like a group of galloping snails. We walked for fifty kilometers in a zigzag manner. The soldiers almost fainted from exhaustion and the horses almost died of exhaustion. Your army is indeed marching very fast. In this case, your army will be marching very fast tomorrow.
You can get close to the target. Your unit first conducts reconnaissance, trying to determine the enemy's firepower point, and assess the enemy's personnel composition and strength. Remember, do not expose yourself without authorization, and do not initiate any form of attack unless the enemy takes the initiative to attack your unit. Especially do not attack that tower.
Bridgehead!
This order was issued by Balzen, and Yevgeny and Voroshitin had no objections. It is a fact that the paratrooper battalion can reach the target faster. In this case, they should give priority to investigation. As long as they obtain valuable information, subsequent operations will be much smoother.
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Reichev quickly received the telegram, and its content made him laugh.
"It's really interesting. This old guy Balzen actually calls himself a flying snail! You guys carried so much weight and marched fifty kilometers. You are really a group of supermen." Reichev did not intend to give any more praise.
Instead, he sent a simple telegram with only one word - Да