When Yang Mingzhi was communicating, Fuming and Yevlov were close to Yang Mingzhi and listened attentively. They understood everything about the conversation. When Yang Mingzhi gave Tepunov great power, they couldn't hold it in anymore!
Yevlov first asked: "Berekov, can the paratrooper brigade really move freely? Are they not our elite to stop the enemy? You actually allow them to leave the current defense zone!"
Fuming also followed up: "The deputy commander is right. I think your behavior of letting your subordinates go is too risky. In this battle, you are a general and you should be calm."
"What? Two people teamed up to preach?" Yang Mingzhi pointed to the position north of Loyev on the table: "Look, this is where the paratrooper brigade named, Denipula Swamp. I once thought this was just a simple mud pond.
I didn’t expect that four hundred people could settle here! If a paratrooper brigade could be accommodated here, they would occupy the center of the battlefield. The enemy must be advancing from north to south, and the terrain determines that they must either go south along the right bank of the Dnieper River, or go to Sozh
Go south on the left bank of the river. Because the two rivers are sandwiched between the Denipla marshland! Let Tepunov explore the route first. If the area is good, the paratrooper brigade will move immediately."
After some explanations, both Fomin and Yevlov felt that it made sense, but also felt that it was too risky.
Yevlov asked: "If the paratrooper brigade is moved, who will fill their defensive positions."
"Your question is very realistic!" Yang Mingzhi lowered his head and thought for a moment: "How about this, that area is actually Ukrainian land, let the 17th Guerrilla Brigade go there! I think Miroshniko is happy to take it with him
His troops have gone. After all, the guerrilla brigade is resting here with us. They have rested for a month, and their strength has returned to two reinforced battalions. It is time to return to their original guerrilla zone to develop."
"Then let's do it! I'm really worried about the more than a thousand people in Miroshniko." Yevlov said worriedly.
"That's enough. After all, I don't think the enemy will launch an offensive from the left bank of the Dnieper River. Because the bridges have been blown up!"
Yang Mingzhi immediately began to adjust the deployment of troops based on the current situation of the troops.
On the map, Homnich Military Station is a veritable military station. The total number of soldiers stationed here reaches 5,000, and the 2,000 civilians who settled here quickly transformed into army logistics. A large amount of food and ammunition were stored here to serve as support
Stable rear of the siege of Loev.
When the paratrooper brigade was ambushed in the swamp, the defense line east of Loyev City was assumed by the 17th Partisan Brigade.
Miroshniko's strength was restored to 1,200 men. After rest and emergency training, and after removing a large number of elites from various militia battalions, the strength of the guerrilla brigade was greatly restored. This was especially because of the veterans of other units.
After joining, the tactics and tactics are completely different from the previous guerrilla brigade.
The RPG that once made Miroshnyko break into a sweat was that his troops also had one in each squad.
The artifacts don't stop there, he is even equipped with some catfish rocket launchers, giving his guerrillas a powerful ability to attack difficult targets.
If the troops in the attack on Gorodnia had these two powerful weapons, why would the city fall into a tug-of-war, and why would they not be able to capture the enemy's airport?
Just before dark, the 17th Guerrilla Brigade received the order to mobilize.
The opportunity to attack that he had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared in front of Miroshniko. He finally had the opportunity to avenge his shame. He also knew that when the dust of Loev's war settled, he should also return to the battlefield of the past.
On the ruins ravaged by the German army, continue to recruit people oppressed by the enemy and continue to expand the strength of the guerrilla brigade.
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On the other hand, Tepunov received permission from Yang Mingzhi to move freely. With the commander's order, the brigade political commissar could not say anything.
The brigade political commissar could only sigh: "This is Belekov's military command art?! If he succeeds every time, he may be the modern Kutuzov!"
Tepunov had no time to waste time. The sun was already orange and the last light was only two hours away. In this short period of time, he had to lead people to the camp of Little Ivansky's brigade to save the people there.
"Comrades! Hurry up and take the test! Reichev, your battalion will follow me to the swamp!"
The reason why he chose Rechev was because this battalion had the most contact with the guerrillas. They spent more than a whole day together, and the squad leader had nothing to do, and he might have already said a lot to Rechev.
The person who knows him best is Reichev.
Moving that guerrilla brigade, young and old, out of the Denipla swamps in the shortest possible time is the current main task of the parachute brigade.
More than 500 soldiers participated in the operation. They brought blankets and packed many baked potatoes in their military bags. The weapons they were equipped with were the simplest, with only a gun and a small amount of bullets.
The soldiers who were originally carrying ammunition boxes were now carrying flour bags, and the whole battalion lined up. After inspecting it, Tepunov waved his hand and gave the order to move forward.
The team must arrive at the destination before the sun sets, following the guerrillas leading the way.
They marched rapidly for three kilometers in a north-east direction, and stopped at the river beach here.
Team leader Ivaniko pointed excitedly: "This is right here, we crossed the river from here!"
Tepunov nodded and asked: "How deep is the water?"
"The depth is up to the waist. We can go directly into the water without any problem, but we have to be careful about the mud in the river. I suggest you all prepare some branches to explore the path."
"Okay!" Tepunov turned his head: "Comrades, cut down some branches, prepare ropes, we will cross the river immediately!"
It is not a good thing if the flour is stained with water, and it is also a disaster if the soldier's blanket is wet.
The Sozh River is one of the important tributaries of the Dnieper River. Its geographical location determines that it is not very deep. The water depth in most sections of the river is only one and a half meters. Even in spring floods, the deepest is only two and a half meters. Dnieper
The reason why Lazerland is a swampland is that it is located in the delta of the Dnieper and Sozh rivers, so there are many diving areas in this area.
The people here are all men. The soldiers took off their leggings, military trousers and boots without any scruples. Everyone only wore uniform white shorts. What's more, they also took off their shirts, exposing their upper body.
Soul shirt.
Speaking of which, Ivaniko had never seen these Soviet soldiers look like this before. They were actually wearing blue and white striped vests. The uniforms issued when the army recruited soldiers near the village last year were not like this at all.
Ivaniko walked up to Tepunov with a thirst for knowledge. He asked weakly: "Comrade Brigadier, are your troops really the elite of the Red Army?"
"Of course? Do you have any questions?"
"You...your shirt is very unique. It should be made of wool! I am originally a farmer in Ukraine, so I don't know much about it."
Tepunov smiled and then took off his coat: "Come and touch it! It is indeed wool. This is called a sea soul shirt, and it is exclusive to the navy!"
"Ah? Are you, navy?"
"No! We are airborne troops. You have no doubt that we are indeed the most elite fighters of the Soviet Union. Let's cross the river now!"
"Okay, my people will lead the way. Your people must be careful where they step."