Yang Tao indeed did not tell Yang Mingzhi about Doronin. Even Yang Mingzhi only knew that some wounded people had been sent to the hospital, but did not know that a senior officer had returned early.
Compared with the situation in the hospital, the rush to harvest potatoes and other vegetables, and the large troops crossing the river, aren't these more critical things?
Especially for a more cautious person like Yang Mingzhi, according to Lao Maozi's relatively strong nerve, since it seems to be raining all over Belarus, are the Germans crazy and want to fight south in the mud?
Even if this possibility is only 1%, a defensive plan must be made.
Therefore, Yang Mingzhi ordered Joshua and Sakhanova's troops to continue to stay in the Homnich position, and the soldiers continued to patrol in the rain.
He is also paying attention to the Kovpak Corps, which has entered the town of Turov.
"Natasha, you child has run too far. The heavy rain has stopped, so you are not sick. My dear, don't always think about improving your record and making meritorious deeds. The most important thing on the battlefield is to protect yourself."
It was hard for Yang Mingzhi not to think too much, and he even couldn't help but think of many bad situations.
No, no, no! Nothing will happen to that child! If necessary, Igor will sacrifice his life to protect her!
Yang Mingzhi's own spirit also reached its limit. The maddening last day of July finally passed. Yang Mingzhi knew that his troubles would continue. In the lounge, he was snoring loudly. Even though there was still a lot of noise in this room.
Lying down was Yevlov, who was equally exhausted. The two old men were snoring louder than the other, but they were so exhausted that they didn't affect each other.
Only the girls who were keeping vigil in the communication room, Sorkina, Periya and others, the commander's snoring became a refreshing source of conversation in the boring late night.
The time has finally arrived in August, and the calendar has turned a new page.
This month, some major events are bound to happen on the Eastern Front battlefield.
After Zhukov's 9th Army was almost destroyed, he began to embark on a large-scale strategic counterattack. Just like what would happen in the history of that plane, the main force of the Soviet army in the north will launch a large-scale offensive this month. It is different from the original history.
Similarly, it was precisely because of the large-scale combat that lasted for forty days that the Guerrilla Republic launched a war, and the chain reaction it brought about that made Zhukov believe that Berekov, a good friend of the Belarusian people, his actions helped him indirectly weaken
The strength of the German ninth and fourth armies.
Then in future counterattacks, the Soviet army has a greater chance of winning.
If the counterattack is successful, the Western Front and the Kalinin Front are expected to reach the city of Smolensk, turning the lost salient of the 9th Army into a larger one. Although this operation is unlikely to defeat the German Army in one fell swoop.
The Ninth Army can at least change the situation in the north and allow the Soviet army to regain the strategic initiative.
It can also be regarded as saving face for the bad war situation in the Don River Basin in the south.
August 1st was just an ordinary day for the Soviet Union, but for Yang Mingzhi, it had a special meaning.
Early in the morning, his face was still a little haggard, but a strong sense of responsibility dominated his body, and he immediately threw himself into intense work.
The entire Guerrilla Republic was extremely busy. The Kovpak Corps, which was more than a hundred kilometers away, had a night's rest and was ready for battle.
After a night's rest, Natasha's spirit recovered well. It didn't rain for a night, and her clothes were dry again after being heated by the campfire.
The troops continued to march after eating potatoes and batter. The army of nearly 4,000 people continued to move along the woods. They stepped on a large number of captured enemy military boots and collapsed on the soft grass. They vowed to annihilate Turov's enemies with high morale.
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Not long after they walked, they discovered that the extension of the forest ended, and a river blocked the entire army - the Goron River.
"Oh, that's terrible! Do the clothes I just dried have to get wet again?" Standing by the river, Kovpak shook his head helplessly.
The weather at this time was gloomy, the dark clouds were low, and there seemed to be signs of rain.
It was because of the rain that the width of the Goron River, a tributary, suddenly expanded to forty or fifty meters wide. Belarus has an extremely large number of crisscrossing rivers. This was something Kovpak knew, and he estimated that the locals must have built a large number of bridges.
Through Balzen's narration, he learned that this was not an area with intensive guerrilla activities, and that there were many small groups of guerrillas who did not have the ability to destroy bridges.
This situation convinced Kovpak that there must be a bridge near his area.
He stood on the bank of the river, looked left and right with a high-power telescope, and smiled when he saw a bridge on the river in the southwest.
"All troops, move southwest along the river. Reconnaissance team, eliminate possible enemies and completely occupy the bridge!"
The reconnaissance captain Versigola led his troops to rush over and found that the wooden bridge was unguarded.
It stands to reason that the German army should leave some troops at the key bridge, even a sentry. Versigola did not understand the reason for the German army's poor operation. When Kovpak led the large troops and began to cross the bridge calmly, everyone was happy
I believe this is a big mistake made by the German army, nothing more.
After crossing the bridge, Kovpak watched the soldiers crossing the bridge. He happily said to Balzen: "I will leave some soldiers to guard the bridge we captured. We will liberate Turov according to the original plan.
Execute all enemies, take away all kinds of useful supplies, and withdraw from here."
Balzen nodded: "It seems our troubles are going to be over. I just hope the damn heavy rain doesn't come again."
Balzen has personally felt the optimism of the Kovpak Corps. The soldiers' mentality, far from being made complaining by the rain, is actually a little proud.
He somewhat understood the disadvantages of arrogant soldiers. Over-optimism would interfere with the commander's judgment. However, Kovpak's troops were very large, and it would be easy to defeat the little Turov.
After the large army passed the bridge, the world in front of them basically no longer had trees, replaced by large tracts of farmland.
The largest proportion of the soldiers were farmers, including Kovpack himself. When he held an important position in Sumui Prefecture, he also paid attention to agricultural production. Most people could see that the soft soil they stepped on must be wheat fields, and some scattered fallen fields
The ears of wheat prove everything.
Although it is a wheat field, large areas of it are obviously abandoned.
"It seems that the Communists have occupied this place, but they have no time to govern it!" Kovpak threw away the wet wheat ears in his hands and criticized the enemy again, "If they manage the occupied areas reasonably, our guerrilla movement will be
It’s difficult to expand. Obviously, they are just a group of simple robbers.”
Balzen said helplessly: "This is no longer a swamp. The fertile land is very suitable for growing wheat. Unfortunately, the *** did not do this. They are completely different from our guerrilla republic. Our commander has always implemented the strategy of production and self-rescue.
This allows us to have enough food to meet our needs. On the other hand, the enemies not only let the fertile land go to waste, but also massacred the peaceful residents. They just want to disappear the Slavic people, the Jews, and many other peoples."
"So! Today is the day when blood debts are repaid with blood." As he spoke, Kovpak clenched his fists, and his dewy goatee trembled with the tremors of his facial muscles. (To be continued)