Chapter 142 You will not participate in this battle
Yang Mingzhi was under great pressure, and his superiors asked the 284th Division to take the initiative to destroy the Chernobyl Railway Station in the southern part of the swamp. [Net[(
He knew the significance of this town better than the front command. A few months ago, the troops were separated after withdrawing into the swamp. Kuznetsov led tens of thousands of people into Chenoby and took the train through the railway system here.
Withdraw to the rear.
Chernoby is such a small city. It was built on the Dnieper River. It has a small population, but it has become very important because of a railway station. A railway in Belarus passes through Chernoby and enters Kiev, and the city also has a
Steel structure railway bridge.
Since the German army invaded Kiev, the transportation center of Ukraine has been occupied by the German army. They took advantage of the situation and occupied Chernobyl. Their biggest purpose was to occupy the transportation resources here.
At this moment, after Kiev was occupied by the Germans, it quickly became the headquarters and logistics supply center of the German Army Group South. The Germans devoured the Soviet garrison in Ukraine and captured 600,000 people. Although the Germans suffered heavy losses, they also knew that they could go all out
importance, they chose a new target - Moscow.
The order given by the commander of the Southwest Front Army to the 284th Division was very crazy. Yang Mingzhi and others were given only three days to prepare for the war. In just three days, they had to take action. In order to send troops to attack Chernobyl, they must complete the task. "The headquarters is really crazy.
"Yes, do you think that because my unit has achieved a series of victories and defeated many enemy organized large infantry regiments, it is easy to win the new mission?" Yang Mingzhi cursed, but the order is like this, if the army
Failure to comply is disobedience.
As the staff officer of the army, Yang Mingzhi can only determine the combat plan by himself, and then discuss the plan with everyone. Because of the limited time, I am afraid that those few people will not be of much significance.
It was late at night, and Yang Mingzhi stayed at his home. The autumn night was very cool, and there was still some earthy smell in the air. The earth was extremely quiet, with only the sound of wind and the footsteps of patrolling soldiers. Several guards at the door were still there
While standing guard, they wore cotton-padded clothes dropped from the air and kept vigil, yawning uncontrollably.
Yang Mingzhi sat upright in front of the desk, carefully observing the map and planning the battle.
"It's really interesting. I was supposed to be a munitions factory planning processing technology, but now I am like a military strategist. I didn't go to military school for a day, and all I have is all kinds of miscellaneous knowledge. I am simply a mud-legged person who seems to be born to fight.
Son." He laughed at himself in his heart, but did not dare to neglect at all. Who could have performed so well? There was not a single expert in commanding operations in the entire army, so he could only let himself, a foreigner, take the lead.
Judging from the results, it was still the foreign monks who knew how to chant sutras. As a guerrilla warfare commander, they made perfect use of the Chinese talents. Thinking of this, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but feel happy and even laughed out loud.
"Brother! Why are you laughing?" Yang Tao, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing, I thought of something else."
Yang Tao just knew that her husband was hiding in the house planning how to fight, so she didn't interfere with him. She continued to sew clothes and sewed patches on some damaged areas of the military uniform.
This was her own military uniform. Yang Tao figured that she would have to participate in this battle, get the uniform ready, and then check the firearms before continuing on the battlefield.
But this was just her wishful thinking. Yang Tao actually concealed something, and it was difficult to escape her husband's eyes.
Yang Mingzhi had been burning the midnight oil and working all night. He found that his wife was not resting peacefully, which was very worrying. After she finished her sewing work, she sat cross-legged and waited with wide eyes. Did she have to wait for him to finish work too?
?
The battle plan has already begun to take shape. Since the order is to attack the small city of Chernobyl, and the core task is to paralyze its railway hub, there are many ways to do it.
The best way is to dig the train station to the ground directly, blow up all the locomotives, destroy all the trains, and blow up all the railways into sections. As for the enemy's effective strength, of course, destroy as many as they can. But in this way
The casualties would inevitably be huge, not to mention that Timoshenko just wanted to cause a big incident in enemy-occupied areas and had no time to consider the actual situation, so he gave the 284th Division an arduous task.
The number of combatable troops exceeds 5,000, of which more than 60% are regular troops, and among them there are only four elite battalions with 2,500 troops.
After the airdrop, the weapons and ammunition of the soldiers were greatly replenished. Coupled with the one-month production in the Blacksmith Village, the equipment situation was better than the last time they attacked Kuta Town. However, after the lessons learned from the last time, the storm will inevitably suffer huge losses, even if the equipment is no longer available.
Superior, the equipment of the Soviet and German armies is not generational difference, the equipment of the 284th Division only has a slight advantage.
Is it like last time, with hundreds of people sacrificed and hundreds injured? There are only so many soldiers, how many can fight after several head-to-head encounters?
"If you don't fight, just like other armies, all the soldiers dare to fight, and then they become cannon fodder in groups. So after the war ended, eight million soldiers were killed, and several million more were missing."
The so-called strategy is the first, the second is to attack friends, the second is to attack the army, and the last is to attack the city. The art of war written by our ancestors is very clear. If a city is attacked by force, the attacker will inevitably suffer heavy losses. This is why the country will collapse due to the use of force. If there is a single muscle,
Executing Timoshenko's simple orders was tantamount to fighting the German army and wasting the effort. In the end, the 284th Division was severely weakened.
This would never work, so after staring at the map and thinking, an excellent plan came into being.
Because as long as Chenobi's traffic line is cut off, the mission is completed. What if the bridge is destroyed? Yang Mingzhi thought of the Yugoslav movie "The Bridge". The guerrillas blew up the key bridge, making it impossible for the German troops to pass, setting the stage for the counterattack.
Gained time.
But bombing a bridge requires explosives. Do the troops have so much explosives? The answer is of course, yes. The explosives are in the Blacksmith Village. Those two Liguschkov's artifacts-two large rockets, the warheads can be filled.
They are all picric acid, and the dose is very large. You can take it out of the body and use it.
Afterwards, it is filled with ordinary explosives. Since this kind of rocket has been successfully manufactured, there will definitely be a chance to use it in the future.
"Yes! Just do it!" Yang Mingzhi was happy with his intelligence and couldn't help but slap the table angrily.
Star Tao was startled and asked quickly: "What happened?"
"It's okay, we have a battle plan!"
Yang Mingzhi stood up and stretched, his stomach growling.
"Hey, it's almost twelve o'clock, I really should eat something."
"Okay, there are still some pieces of bread in the basket." After saying that, Carambola fell to the ground. She was like a housewife, preparing a late-night snack for her husband.
It is such a happy moment to have a virtuous wife taking care of her. This girl can be said to have officially become an adult after the New Year, but in fact her body has matured long ago.
The figure with her back turned can be described as a graceful lady, holding a knife and cutting bread. "I'll just eat the bread and the sauerkraut in a while. I'm also hungry after staying with you so late."
"Okay. I'll calm down and rest for a while."
On Yang Mingzhi's right hand, this girl finished sewing her military uniform. It was very clear what she wanted to do, but she couldn't participate in this battle, so she might as well take this opportunity to make it clear to her.
"one thing."
Yang Mingzhi said this in Chinese. Mandarin is close to Beiping dialect. He knew that his wife liked this very much. Yang Tao spoke like an ordinary Heilongjiang girl.
"Gaha?"
"I have a good idea of the battle plan and will go to a meeting to discuss it tomorrow."
"Well, I know. So I have to hurry up and prepare!"
Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but pause and said slowly: "You don't want to participate in this battle."
As soon as she finished speaking, the carambola cutter also paused. The girl turned her head and asked puzzledly: "Why, why don't you let me participate?"
"Because of your body?" Yang Mingzhi smiled.
"I'm in great shape!"
Yang Tao said quickly, but there was some uncoordinated tremor in her words. Yang Mingzhi knew very well what this was.
He shook his head, "Silly girl, you don't have to be brave. Do you think I don't know about you? I really don't know about the bloody cloth you discarded last night."
Yang Tao was shocked! She was in the hospital yesterday, and everything she did was kept very secret. Could it be that someone had done something wrong and reported it to her husband?!
"Brother! How do you know! Who told you?" Yang Tao's tone became anxious.
"Hoho, as expected, something is wrong. Who told me this doesn't make any sense, but now that you are showing off during your menstrual period, I, as a husband, will not be happy." As he spoke, Yang Mingzhi slowly stood next to his wife, caressing her.
Thin shoulders. "My dear, you have been working hard. This time you can't show off. As a girl, you are the weakest these days. You were exhausted from the last battle and your menstrual period was disrupted. This time you are back to normal.
I don’t want you to take any chances later.”
"Do you think I'm weak? Do you think I'm a burden?" Yang Tao didn't dare, and couldn't help turning his head, his eyes filled with requests.
"Of course not." Yang Mingzhi's attitude also became serious, "Female soldiers have their own disadvantages, which cannot be erased just because of the policy requirements of gender equality. Marching in muddy areas, we may have to swim and wade.
, just stay in the military camp since you are in your menstrual period. I don’t want you to contract any disease or consume your energy excessively.”
"What about Natasha? Will she participate?" Star Tao suddenly asked.
"Yes. You can guess the reason. She didn't come for that."
After Yang Mingzhi said it sincerely, Yang Tao gave up and felt a little depressed, so he continued to cut the bread.
During the supper, Yang Mingzhi could see his wife's regret and asked a few more questions. The girl actually said: "It's really uncomfortable not being able to fight side by side with my man. If you are injured again in the battle, who will take care of you?"
"
"That's impossible. I won't try my best this time! You are waiting for my triumphant return in the military camp."
"Yeah, it's best like this." Star Tao muttered subconsciously.
Yang Mingzhi wanted to reply a few words, but found that he had just made a f1ag! TF, this is so auspicious, could he just take this pill? "Auspicious, my family and home are safe..." Yang Mingzhi immediately clasped his hands and said a lot
All over this.
Yang Tao was surprised by her husband's strange behavior. "What, are you worshiping God?"
"No. I just hope that I can complete the mission smoothly and then lead the army back safely."
"I hope so." The girl smiled sweetly, leaving a trace of tranquility. (To be continued.) 8