Chapter 132 Yang Mingzhi serves as the deputy teacher of the university
How did Yang Mingzhi know that he was really promoted? Now even the latest military uniforms have arrived with this airdrop.≯≧≥
Since his colleagues were all responsible for receiving the airdrop supplies, he could stay in the hospital and rest as if nothing had happened. Naturally, he didn't want to be an outsider, but everyone unanimously asked him to rest in peace and recuperate.
Yang Tao could sense a slight dissatisfaction in her husband's heart, so he took the initiative to accompany her after work.
"Silly girl, there are so many wounded, you can't be lazy." Yang Mingzhi deliberately showed a hint of anger.
"Hmph, are you still angry with me?" Yang Tao sat sideways on the hospital bed, looking at her man from side to side.
After this girl put on the white coat, she looked really beautiful. She was only seventeen years old. Even if she was a nurse, she would at most be an intern in a medical school at that time. Times were different, and during the war years, she played a more important role.
"Oh! You should just talk!"
Yang Mingzhi immediately came to his senses and realized that the two of them had been looking at each other for a while.
"How could I be angry with you? Silly girl, you saved my life. How could I not listen to you?"
"That's pretty much it. For such a grown man, he's pretty good at coaxing women." After saying that, Yang Guo was delighted. "Okay, it's afternoon, I have to give you some nutrition."
There were not many nutritional supplements in the hospital, but the supply of eggs and milk was sufficient for the sick. Carambola made her husband a cup of black tea and poured some milk on a whim. After a while, she appeared again with a cup of fragrant drink.
Yang Mingzhi was shocked in front of him.
"You! You are actually making milk tea!"
"Milk tea? What is that?" Yang Tao was a little confused. She found that her husband had an expression of complete surprise. He must be very happy.
The girl sat down slowly and handed over the iron teacup, "Drink it. I mixed the milk and tea powder together. This is my first time making this. It should taste very good."
This time Yang Mingzhi understood. This was her first time trying it. Once she made it, she tested it with her husband. Anyway, what she made was obviously very delicious.
Yang Mingzhi held the teapot and smelled it, and said, "My dear, this thing you made is called milk tea, and it tastes very good."
"Yes! Some soldiers told me that the seized tea powder and today's fresh milk are very good when mixed together. They said this is a very unique way of Belarus."
It turns out that this is the case. Yang Mingzhi remembers that both Lao Maozi and the British have the same habit - drinking tea. They like black tea and add some messy things according to their own preferences, such as milk. The Slavic people naturally have such a custom, but Yang Mingzhi still
I'd like some kvass to drink.
He drank up this glass of his wife's love and pursed his lips.
"How is it? Is it delicious?"
"Yes, it's very good. I think you can promote it in the future. I remember we seized a lot of tea bags."
Star Tao nodded: "Tea powder wrapped in oil paper, as well as white sugar and even lump toffee. These are nutritional supplements. I don't have the right to drink them during non-war periods, because priority is given to the sick."
"Very good. The hospital has done a good job in this aspect. Fortunately, I am a patient now so I can enjoy it. I will have to cook for myself when I recover."
Yang Mingzhi boasted that he had trained this girl very well, or maybe this girl was already good at cooking.
Star Tao also had her own philosophy of life, and immediately said: "You won't be able to do a lot of physical work after you recover. And there is still an important thing that you haven't done with your wound."
An important thing suddenly dawned on Yang Mingzhi - the stitches haven't been removed yet! He listened to his wife's words. The girl seemed to be serious on purpose because removing the stitches was painful. "I'll give you a shot of morphine then, otherwise, I'll give you a shot of morphine.
I'm afraid you're going to yell."
"How is that possible!" Yang Mingzhi doesn't like morphine. It can indeed relieve pain, but it will be over if you become addicted. "The most I can do is bite the stick."
Hearing these words, Yang Tao couldn't help but laugh.
"What? You can't trust me?"
"No. I just thought, my man fights like a hero. How can he be afraid of a little pain?"
Suddenly, Yang Mingzhi felt like he was being teased by a woman, but it didn't matter. What he saw in front of him was his beautiful wife. This woman was much happier than the wounded around him, and her relatives were right in front of her.
However, this may also be a kind of cruelty. My loved ones are here, but war is the most cruel.
Yang Mingzhi's dinner was very sumptuous, including chicken, eggs, and milk. He noticed that other wounded soldiers were treated in this way, and as an officer, he was treated better - with an extra chicken leg.
He also saw that what his wife ate was just bread and vegetable soup, without any oil or water, and looked very poor. According to his concept, this kind of food combination was only eaten by very poor peasant families in the original plane.
Considering this era, China is currently engaged in the Anti-Japanese War. A large number of peaceful residents are on the verge of starving to death. The war continues and famine is spreading.
While recuperating, Yang Mingzhi could calm down and think a lot, and even made some plans for the future. After the war was won, it might be a good destination for him to stay in the Soviet Union. Because he knew that major historical events would come to the city, and people like himself would
People, if you return to China, you may be in personal danger twenty years later, but don’t be treated as a Soviet revisionist!
After eating, Yang Mingzhi took some time off again and continued reading books. This one was "How Steel Was Tempered".
Suddenly, the originally quiet ward became restless, and he heard a series of footsteps.
After a while, he saw a few people wearing brand-new military uniforms. What was more eye-catching was that one of them was wearing a large-brimmed hat with a blue top.
"You are Yelentina! Oh my God, where did you get the clothes of the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"
"Of course it fell from the sky. Berekov, don't be too surprised. Both Yevlov and I have put on brand-new military uniforms, including yours."
"You really still have mine?" Yang Mingzhi was overjoyed.
"That's natural, Comrade Vice-President of the University." Yevlov said with a smile.
A confused look suddenly appeared on Yang Mingzhi's face, "What? Deputy teacher of the university? This is my current position? Who gave it to me? Is it a superior? Has my identity been determined?" He asked many questions.
, Yevlov had no choice but to say shut up seriously.
Yang Mingzhi vaguely realized that this matter was very formal, so he got out of bed and stood up.
"Listen, Comrade Berekov, as you guessed, the superiors did give us the exact appointment."
After that, Yevlov took out a document from his pocket and read it. "..., Peter Ivanov Berekov holds the rank of colonel and serves as the deputy commander of the 284th Guards Division and chief of staff of the division.
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This was what Yang Mingzhi was most happy to hear. At this moment, Yang Tao came over curiously to join in the fun. She found that her husband was extremely excited!
Yang Mingzhi's joy was indescribable, and it was completely reflected on the surface. He saw his wife coming, and hugged her if she refused. "Dear! My current position has been confirmed, with the rank of senior colonel, as deputy division commander. This is not
We seal it ourselves, it is a real appointment from our superiors!"
Yang Tao was happy for him, but she was hugged so hard by him that it was even difficult to breathe. "Okay! Brother! I'm going to suffocate. And there are your wounds!" Seeing that he was not thinking clearly in the excitement, so
Yang Tao pinched Yang Mingzhi's wound gently, and the man immediately calmed down with a cry.
"That's enough! Belekov, you don't have to be so excited." Yelentina said, "You have to understand that you are not a Soviet citizen. Our Ministry of Internal Affairs has already found out about this. As the deputy division commander, you also receive
The rank of senior colonel was personally approved by the leader, or you fought for it with your own actions. So for you, your new position is an affirmation and a test."
"It seems that I have really aroused Comrade Stalin's interest." Yang Mingzhi suppressed his excitement and said slowly, "As a foreigner, I serve as an officer at the division level, and I also have a formal senior military rank. This must be very rare in the Soviet army.
It is very rare, but you, Jelentina, also have your own position."
"That's right, I was originally a member of the NKVD. Now, just like you, I have also attracted the attention of Comrade Beria. The Military Commission and the Ministry of Internal Affairs arranged for me to be the division political commissar of the army, which also affirmed my
Work. Now you and I have a definite identity." After saying that, Yelentina snapped her fingers, and a soldier walked over with a folded military uniform.
Many of the wounded have realized what has happened. Along with the arrival of a large amount of supplies falling from the sky, there are also appointments from superiors. Belekov who led them to fight has the exact identity, which is gratifying. If you think more deeply,
, then although the 284th Guards Division was on an "isolated island" in the war, it was not abandoned by the motherland, but instead received new tasks.
Yang Mingzhi accepted the military uniform. He saw that the cap badge and epaulettes were brand new, and they were exactly the rank of senior colonel.
With the help of his wife, Yang Mingzhi put on his military uniform. His bandaged left arm went deep into the sleeves and buttoned up. He stood straight at attention, looking really majestic.
"The size of this dress really suits you." Yevlov held his chin and commented.
"That's natural. This guy's height and length are all recorded." Yelentina said.
Yang Mingzhi was shocked and quickly asked: "Has the Ministry of Internal Affairs already made such a clear investigation?"
"Of course. Including the military status declared for you by former Division Commander Pugachev, many of the contents are false. The Ministry of Internal Affairs has eliminated the false ones, and the rest are true. It is true that you are Chinese, but the Soviet Union
We need men of action who can fight. The leader defines you as a great internationalist warrior and a rare talent in the Soviet Union. Your figure and appearance were measured when you joined the army, and this dress is tailor-made."
Yang Mingzhi felt very comfortable listening to this, "So my title of Hero of the Soviet Union is certain."
"Yes. You personally led your troops to kill the commander of the German 7th Armored Division, and you were awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union."
"But, I should still have a medal. Didn't it come with the airdrop?"
When Yevlov heard this, he thought that there should be a medal. The package had been checked and it was indeed not there. He and Yelentina could only answer truthfully. "There is no medal. The superior probably forgot it. Now you can change it."
It's very nice to wear military uniforms. We just have a meeting. It would be boring for you to stay in the hospital. Let's go to the conference room of the division headquarters." (To be continued.) 8