The women and children knew almost nothing about the Guerrilla Republic, and they finally arrived at Catfish Village before dark.
As the earliest base area, Catfish Village still has a large number of vacant houses, and various living facilities can basically meet the daily needs of the people. What greeted them was a large amount of boiled potatoes and vegetable soup, and the aroma of food even filled the sky above the village.
The first batch of arriving women and children got off the bus, and the militiamen who responded to them immediately started counting. After receiving a temporary wooden sign with a number on it, the refugees received their dinner based on the wooden sign, and then allocated their accommodation for the night.
Boboski, the mayor of Catfish Village, hopes to use the method of issuing nameplates to better complete the inventory and subsequent work. There are a large number of visitors, and the sky is about to get dark, so the work is inevitably a bit complicated, and the order of the entire Catfish Village
, had to rely on militiamen armed with live ammunition for maintenance.
He believes that the root cause of the chaos is basically the refugees' thirst for food. They behaved well when receiving their nameplates, but when they went to receive hot potatoes at a fixed stall, the queue was completely chaotic.
The militia finally maintained order, and the militia also began to gather around other carriages. Under the command of a nurse doctor from Catfish Village Hospital, they carefully carried out the sick and wounded.
The first batch of people transported by the convoy include all the wounded in the returning team. Regardless of whether they are men, women, old or young, guerrillas or regular army soldiers, they will receive the highest level of treatment.
At the noisy Catfish Village assembly point, food distribution work is still in full swing under the setting sun. Many bonfires have been lit around the assembly point, because the village chief Boboski learned that even at night, the convoy will forcibly bring people back from the settlements on the right bank.
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A blast of whistle attracted the attention of the crowd at the assembly point.
Lilia, the head nurse, called all the stretcher bearers in her sharp voice: "Comrades, be careful about the sick and wounded you are protecting, and be careful not to slip under your feet. Follow me all to the train station."
The physical condition of most of the wounded and sick is optimistic, but some wounded soldiers have developed septicemia due to lack of sufficient medicine. Catfish Village Hospital's medical strength is insufficient, so they must be sent to Blacksmith Village, which is the only place that can accommodate them all at once.
of sick and wounded.
It was getting late, and the land transportation from Catfish Village to Blacksmith Village was twelve kilometers. But if we take rail transportation, there are no twists and turns, the road is only ten kilometers, and the transportation speed is faster.
Today, the Guerrilla Republic uses rails to connect three collective farms and completes a huge circular track. At first, the railway system only had an arsenal using scrapped BT tank engines to create a small diesel locomotive. With the demand for railway transportation, the arsenal
Two more steam locomotives were built.
Normally, steam locomotives are used for transporting wood, grain, and minerals. The biggest drawback is low horsepower. Because the transport lines are very smooth, running slowly is acceptable.
Transporting the sick and wounded is different from transporting cargo. The best diesel locomotives take the lead!
The BT tank engine with a maximum power of 400 horsepower provides the train with more powerful power. In order to avoid being too slow due to carrying too many passengers, a steam locomotive is connected to the rear end of the train. The roar that people hear is exactly
Issued by the steam locomotive.
Taking advantage of the last ray of sunset, nurses and militiamen put as many as 500 sick and wounded patients onto flatbed carriages.
Either surprised, expecting, excited, or sleeping with their eyes closed, most of the sick and injured patients knew nothing about Blacksmith Village. They had just learned that they would receive the best care when they arrived there.
For them, it is incredible to think back on what happened in the past few days. The wounded soldiers from the Kovpak Corps thought that they would be the first troops to arrive at the core of the Guerrilla Republic. However, little did they know that the third battalion of the Corps had already arrived at Blacksmith.
village and join the defense.
The train took only half an hour to arrive at the Blacksmith Village smoothly. What greeted the wounded and sick were an astonishing number of stretcher bearers and a large number of angels in white.
Yes, the Blacksmith Village Hospital, under the auspices of its director Lars Lyugin, has launched another group of nurses for surprise training.
In today's era, nurses in the Soviet Union are not just nurses. A large number of medical soldiers are needed on the battlefield. This job is held by female soldiers at least in the Soviet Union. They are rescued from death to wounded, so naturally they must have basic surgeon qualifications, plus
With basic skills in nursing, these medical soldiers can be called multi-functional talents.
After receiving the wounded, the stretcher bearers hurried to Blacksmith Village Hospital.
Since many of the lightly wounded in the previous battles had recovered and been discharged from the hospital, many empty windows were left in the large ward. In order to welcome tens of thousands of refugees, the Blacksmith Village was undergoing extensive construction work and at the same time, new wards were built.
The hospital can accommodate up to 3,000 patients, and it can swallow all the sick and wounded who arrive this time.
It's just the lack of excellent doctors that forces military doctors like Yang Tao to have to burn the midnight oil again.
Sitting on the wooden chair at the headquarters, smoking with his legs crossed, Yang Mingzhi looked like he was strategizing.
"Now, Kovpak has arrived at the settlement on the right bank. It is getting late. He will not come back overnight."
"Yes! The sick and wounded will arrive at our place soon." Yevlov said excitedly, "Berekov, Besika...she is a doctor, but she is still a pregnant woman. You...
..You still agree to her continuing to work."
"It's her choice."
"But she's pregnant!"
"But she was also a hero of the Soviet Union, wasn't she?"
Of course Yang Mingzhi does not want his wife to take this risk. In his concept, for a pregnant woman to risk her life in a job, the possibility of miscarriage is too high. But she is a strong girl, and her pursuit of honor may be too high.
No less than the man himself.
By working hard, I will get new praises. He and I really get along as husband and wife...
Thinking of this, Yang Mingzhi chuckled.
"Hey! Why are you laughing?"
"Me? It's nothing. Look, I have to sort out the military uniforms and shake off the dust first. I gave Abram an order to send Natasha and Igor to the headquarters later."
Yang Mingzhi changed the subject. The sick and injured who were ahead of the attack would naturally be taken care of, so he couldn't help but worry about it. But Natasha, this girl had carried the expectations of many people, and she lived up to them and achieved another success in this attack.
"Comrade Yevlov, I think we can invite Comrade Salinchkin and let him meet our sniper hero."
"Forget it. Comrade Commissioner is very busy. Besides, the telegram shows that Natasha has some minor illness. The child is in poor health. I don't think Natasha would be happy to meet the Commissioner in this state."
Yang Mingzhi waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll just wait here. The telegram claimed that she had some minor illness, and I don't know how I can help her."
"You? She treats you as her second father. When the time comes, won't you just kiss her on the cheek and it's over? Hahaha..."
Yevlov's teasing made Yang Mingzhi a little unhappy, but according to Russian etiquette, there is really nothing wrong with the kissing ceremony.
"Stop talking nonsense." After saying that, Yang Mingzhi stood up, patted his clothes hard, walked to the wooden wall, put on his big-brimmed military hat on his head.
...
Abram drives very steadily. He has seen the commander's strong driving posture, as if he has seen the commander's strong military command. He himself does not dare to take too many risks. Firstly, driving at night is risky, and secondly, he does not want to interfere too much.
Natasha resting.
After arriving at Catfish Village, the jeep headed east alone. They were not alone along the way. A new batch of refugees were arriving at Catfish Village. The Blacksmith Village organized militiamen overnight, either on their shoulders or pushing carts.
, transporting supplies to Catfish Village.
The jeep was a step behind the train. It turned on its headlights and, driven by Amram, drove to the command post in a familiar manner.
Didi!
"They're here." Yang Mingzhi showed a joyful expression and walked to the door enthusiastically.
He saw that after Igor opened the car door, he picked up the confused girl and patted her smiling face.
"Hey! Comrade Igor, how is Natasha doing?"
"Report to Comrade Commander! She...she is just too tired."
"We fought for several days and ran nearly 200 kilometers in the attack. What a crazy girl! But I like it." After muttering a few words in Chinese, Yang Mingzhi walked straight over. He stood directly in front of the tall man, still in a daze.
In front of the sleeping girl.
"Dear, welcome back."
With just these words, the confused girl opened her eyes wide. "Ah! Sir! I...I'm back."
Her whole body felt limp, and she actually yawned after saluting the military salute.
Europeans generally have stronger body odor, both men and women. Therefore, in addition to bathing twice a day, European residents in later generations also used perfume. How could they be so particular during the war? Standing next to her, Yang Mingzhi's sensitive nose
I asked about the smell of sweat and gunpowder smoke, which are not good smells in short. Think about it, she is a girl. She is carrying out this arduous task. If she can persist until now, it is a great victory. She has a sloppy image and so on. How can she have time to think about this?
It's best to stay alive.
After all the soldiers came back, their clothes had to be washed, and then everyone went to the public bathhouse to wipe off the dirt. As for her, she was a female soldier, so she had to be more meticulous in this aspect.
Maybe the stimulation of a little alcohol will make her sober up instantly?
"Natasha, can you walk on your own? Follow us into the office."
She spoke a little confused. After being ordered to drink a glass of vodka, the spicy stimulation from her mouth instantly penetrated her whole body. After all, she is an Eastern European!
After drinking, Natasha regained some of her energy and quickly regained the posture a girl should have in front of Yang Mingzhi.
Perhaps she was the only one who dared to act a little presumptuously in the army headquarters. Ordinary soldiers would tremble with fear just standing in this big office. The commander would not give him a slap in the face for no reason. Most of the soldiers were simply afraid of authority.
Seeing her relax, Yang Mingzhi felt much better.
"Natasha, I heard that you were also sick, so I asked Abram to bring you back in person."
"Yes, it is."
"I think you are in good condition. You must have been injured in the battle." As he said this, Yang Mingzhi noticed from the corner of his eye that Igor had something to say.
In front of the commander, Natasha had no reservations. Her leggings had long been untied, so she rolled up her trouser legs, exposing the bloody strips on her legs...
Seeing this scene, not only Yang Mingzhi, Yevlov and Fuming, who had confirmed that the injured had arrived at the hospital, were all shocked.
"You kid, what's going on!"
"Comrade Commander! She scratched it herself. She got a skin disease after walking in the mud for a long time." Igor told the truth.
"You! I asked you to think highly of her. Is this how you think highly of her?"
"Sorry, it is my fault."
Seeing that the commander was angry, Natasha dared to defend herself: "It's none of Uncle Igor's business! It was me... I scratched it myself. I don't want to cause trouble to the organization! If you scratch it harder, it will stop itching.
It won't interfere with the battle."
"You..." was really speechless. Yang Mingzhi paused, pointed at her nose and criticized: "What a stupid girl! Don't you know that the more you scratch, the more itchy you are? You know you have to walk in the mud,
If you continue scratching until blood drips from your scratching, what should you do if you are really infected by bacteria? You fight the enemy desperately on the battlefield, but are finally defeated by bacteria. Is there anything more cowardly than this?"
Igor noticed the change in Natasha's mood and quickly interjected: "Comrade Commander, we have wiped her wound with wine. As you can see, she has neither a fever nor a worsening of the wound. She is in good condition."
"
"Yes! Think of yourself as a war machine, not caring about your own safety, just thinking about killing the enemy and making meritorious deeds. Your spirit is worthy of praise, but a Soviet hero who killed 40 *** exhausted himself to death.
It is truly the most undeserved loss. Natasha, seeing your legs, the hearts of us elders will be broken!"
Yang Mingzhi did tell the thoughts of Yevlov, Fomin, and other staff officers present. He was even a little lucky that he did not call Salinchkin. If that person saw this scene, he would inevitably have a meal against the entire staff.
The commanding officers of the 6th Army gave lectures and even gave small reports to their superiors!
No! This matter has been seen by a group of staff officers, including officials from the Ministry of Internal Affairs developed by Salinchkin. He learned about it soon.
Yang Mingzhi covered his old face, and then heard the girl crying.
Natasha felt that she had done something seriously wrong and burst into tears.
"I'm sorry...I was wrong...I shouldn't have done anything wrong to myself...I..."
"Stop crying! This is the army headquarters!" Yang Mingzhi shocked the child with a loud voice, "Listen! Natasha, your performance in this operation is very good. I am also worried when I see your legs.
Natasha Petrovna Speroskina, stand at attention!"
She wiped away her tears and stood upright.
"Natasha, I will make you stay well in the hospital in the future. Future military operations will not be carried out without my approval, so don't think too much about it. There is no use begging me. Don't think too much now. The pain in your legs
Don’t think about being discharged from the hospital until you’re back to your original state! Just go and recuperate!”
Giving her a long vacation can be regarded as a reward for her, because most of the soldiers who returned will only enjoy a three-day vacation at most, and then they have to invest in setting up defenses outside the three major collective farms.
Natasha was not a fool. She had guessed that this was the commander's special care for her. Did she know what it was like to stay in the hospital for a long time? At least the food every day was delicacies, and the bed she rested on was warm and comfortable. But it was just a long time.
After a long break, I always feel like I have become a useless person. (To be continued)