When you discover salt, you must not simply report it to your superiors. It is best to use real salt when reporting!
Antonov had a flash of inspiration and said to the female platoon leader: "We need real salt. We will use the pot for cooking soup at noon to boil salt!"
The platoon leader was stunned: "Captain? You want to boil salt? What should we do?"
"What else can we do? Just like making soup at noon, what we are cooking this time is mud containing salt. Don't wait any longer and act immediately!"
There was nothing more important than boiling salt, so Antonov immediately arranged the manpower.
A pot of water has been boiled, and some salty mud is poured directly into the pot. A soldier stirs it constantly with a shovel.
When the water became hot to the touch, the heating was stopped immediately. The soldier reasonably removed the iron pot from the fire and set it aside for a few minutes. After the mud had settled, the still hot water was poured into the helmet, which was temporarily used as a container.
After the iron pot is cleaned, the water in the helmet is poured back, and the heating will continue. As the water in the pot evaporates, less and less water gradually turns into brine with extremely high salt content.
Antonov, who was supervising this process, was very excited to notice that the water level slowly dropped and some white powder - salt crystals - appeared on the iron pot.
"Very good! Keep heating it! Soldier, put a few wooden sticks in the pot. After the salt precipitates, pick off the salt on the wooden sticks!"
The captain supervised carefully, but Bielski took off his shirt because of the heat.
The expedition team discovered salt. Apart from the military victory and Natasha's new military exploits, this is definitely the most exciting news for the military and civilians!
Bielski was really full of energy when he discovered the discovery that could turn into salt! He held a long-handled shovel and kept digging like a well digger. The iron pot on the ground was boiling brine. He was three meters underground, and there was a steady stream of brine.
of digging out soil rich in salt crystals.
He continued to dig and watched the changes in the soil. Happily, as he went downward, the specific gravity of the crystals in the soil skyrocketed.
"Will I be able to dig a salt mine if I dig another two or three meters? If I dig a salt mine, I will have made a great contribution!"
Who doesn’t desire meritorious service? He was not allowed to go to the front line and watched the victorious soldiers return with a bunch of medals on their chests, but he could only write some articles in the rear. Even the few times he followed the troops to fight, he was just cleaning up.
On the battlefield, he was responsible for taking photos.
Still because of the deep digging, Antonov felt that it was no longer appropriate to dig a small pit. Belski was the main digger and continued to dig downward like a drill. Ten female soldiers began to expand the hole around the pit.
scope.
Through several baskets, the newly dug soil was continuously brought to the ground. It was rich in fine salt crystals and soon piled up into a hill around the iron pot.
After half an hour of boiling in the small iron pot, salt crystals finally began to precipitate. A large number of crystals were attached to the wooden sticks that were put into it. The female soldiers happily started peeling them off, and some even deliberately licked them.
Now, even if it tastes salty, isn't it sweet?
Until now, the expedition team has only dug up a large amount of soil rich in salt crystals, and that is enough.
The salt boiling operation started at 2 pm and lasted until 5 pm.
Many countries in the world have the technology of boiling seawater and brine to extract salt. It does not require high technology. A large pot is enough. It has to be said that the iron pot used for making soup is too small, and the efficiency of producing salt is also low.
very low.
After boiling the salt for three hours non-stop, they got good results.
There must be many impurities in the precipitated crude salt, and further purification requires the direct participation of the chemical laboratory. The weight of the precipitated crude salt exceeds one kilogram, and the crystals are white with yellow, and salty with bitter taste.
Terrible quality.
It doesn't matter, the salt is configured, and the next step is to report the victory!
Antonov told the female soldier captain: "Send someone to take this bag of coarse salt and run to the mine immediately. Your men must move quickly to catch the evening freight train and deliver this bag of salt directly to
Command."
"Yes! Comrade Captain. Next, will our salt boiling operation continue?"
"Go on, we must seize the time to produce as much salt as possible!"
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Along the road in the morning, five female soldiers were responsible for escorting the salt back. They ran wildly in the wilderness and successfully reached the sulfur mine in more than half an hour.
In the evening, the ore excavated during the day was transported to the small train station in the forest. A train pulling five carriages had stopped here, and workers were stacking the ore onto the flat carriages.
The female soldiers who returned with the salt first went to their headquarters, Joshua's regiment headquarters, to report the discovery of the salt.
Who wouldn't be shocked by this incident? Without any delay, Qiao Shuya sent a telegram directly to the headquarters. The content was concise and concise: "Salt deposits have been found in the mining area, and the expedition team has obtained salt samples."
Joshua asked the panicked subordinates to take a rest and drink some water.
After a while, a telegram was sent directly from the headquarters. The brief content revealed the headquarters' eagerness: "Bring the salt back immediately."
Qiao Shuya breathed a long sigh of relief: "Okay, you guys can go down and have a rest. The one you escorted will get a bag of salt. I will be responsible for the rest."
The train transporting ore always takes time because the ore is loaded. It usually leaves around 6:30.
Joshua knew that the headquarters definitely didn’t want to wait that long, and that telegram must have been sent under the command of the commander himself.
She gave a subordinate who could ride a horse a bag of salt and stuffed it into his backpack: "Kaya, please send this bag of salt to the headquarters as quickly as possible. Remember to be fast!"
"Follow your orders, Comrade Commander." There are also excellent riders among the female soldiers. After all, at present, at least passing on information is a reasonable method, and the female soldiers are no exception.
The rider whipped his horse wildly, and it took her only twenty minutes to reach the Catfish Village, and then it took her another half hour to rush to the Blacksmith Village where the headquarters was located. The time was only half past six!
On the other hand, a mysterious telegram from the mine garrison has caused the headquarters to explode.
Salt deposits were discovered in the mining area, is this possible?
Yang Mingzhi knows very little about the mining resources in Belarus. He currently only knows that the peat reserves here are frighteningly rich, and he also knows that there are salt mines underground in this country.
There are indeed some mineral resources in the Pripet Swamp, but during the war, there was no way to explore it. Besides, what Yang Mingzhi knows best about the local area is the Chernobyl incident. This swamp itself is inaccessible.
After the incident, the area south of Homnich was directly turned into a nature reserve. Because of the fear of radiation, people who originally lived near the swamps moved in droves to cities like Gomel, and even more
Even going to Minsk.
So after discovering salt mines in the swamp, Yang Mingzhi calmed down and realized that this was not a fantasy.
Especially the discovery of salt mines in this era, I have to say, this is the so-called blessing of God!
Suddenly, the neighing of horses was heard at the entrance of the command post, and then, a dusty female soldier carried a linen bag and walked into the command post under the escort of the guard.
There are only a handful of soldiers like Natasha who feel like they are going home when entering the headquarters. This female soldier has only met Yang Mingzhi from a distance a few times, and almost all other officers have met only once.
Her somewhat trembling appearance made Yevlov very impatient.
"Comrade, what are you holding? Is it salt?"
"Yes...yes! Sir."
"Then take it out quickly! Hurry!"
"Hey! Old man, you scared this girl." Yang Mingzhi suppressed his inner excitement and stepped forward to take the bag from the nervous soldier. "Is the salt in here? The headquarters has received it.
.Guard! Take this colleague down and give her some water."
Then, Yang Mingzhi took out the only cloth bag from his pocket, spread it on the table, and poured out a little of the contents.
"I said, this thing looks like salt."
"Salt? It's not the same as the table salt we eat." Yevlov shook his head and asked another person next to him: "Fuming, what do you think?"
"What can I tell you? Can you just taste it to see if it's salt?"
"Try it? It's up to you to do it."
"What? Are you scared?"
How to confirm that it is salt? You can confirm it by licking it. Look at these yellowish crystals. Yang Mingzhi's instinct of self-protection made Yang Mingzhi stand on the sidelines. Fuming's provocation method is good, and Yevlov is indeed a rude person.
Man, he started to be the first warrior to eat crabs.
Yevlov licked it, and suddenly, his whole body felt like an electric shock. He seemed to have lost his self-consciousness and collapsed to the ground. Then his eyes widened. He kept pulling out his hands.
"Ah! This thing is poisonous!" Yang Mingzhi roared, subconsciously holding the butt of the gun and taking two steps back, then quickly squatted down and yelled Yevlov's name.
Fuming acted more rationally and yelled: "Guards! Watch over that female soldier! I will also keep a close eye on the poison on the table. Hey, you two go to the hospital quickly and invite the doctor!"
Yang Mingzhi still didn't know what happened. It seemed that Yevlov had taken poison and his whole body was in a state of respiratory distress.
"Yevlov, are you okay? I...I will give you artificial respiration."
After saying that, Yang Mingzhi put his head directly towards him, only to be pushed away.
"Go and kiss your Bessika! I'm fine! I just lied to you! Hahaha!" Amidst the laughter, Yevlov, who looked like he was about to die, came back to life.
"You... you bastard!" Realizing that this was just an old man's joke, Yang Mingzhi bit his lip and punched Yevlov, knocking him to the ground.
"Haha, I'm scaring you, you should be nervous." Yevlov wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up with a playful smile, "I'm sure this thing is salt. I think we should take some measures."
The boring joke finally attracted the director of the hospital, Lars Lyugin. After learning that it was a joke, he left happily. Why? Compared with boring jokes, isn't the salt on the small square table of the headquarters more pleasant?
?The news that salt was found in the mining area has begun to spread, and it first reached the hospital.
That night, the headquarters had several more contacts with the mine. Due to the seriousness of the situation, the inspection team leader Antonov was ordered to return to the headquarters to report on his work.
A jeep was sent to pick him up. When he arrived at the headquarters at nine o'clock in the evening, he was holding two kilograms of salt. He had not yet reported on today's inspection work, but only submitted a total of three kilograms.
Coarse table salt itself is the best explanation.
This fact is so important!
That night, Sarinchkin and Lyudbalev, the two administrative leaders of the guerrilla republic, also gathered at the army headquarters.
Antonov was not at all afraid of these big shots. He truthfully reported today's various discoveries, the most important of which was the discovery of salty soil.
"Sir, we have dug soil containing salt crystals. The pit has been excavated to four meters. There are more and more salt crystals in the excavated soil, and there is no groundwater overflowing from the pit. This kind of landform is too strange. I have
There is reason to suspect that if we continue to dig deeper, we can dig out salt mines!"
His speculations cannot help but make people imagine, especially Lyudbarev's blood boiling.
After all, Lyudbalev has managed the city of Gomel for more than ten years. Many minerals have been discovered throughout the Gomel region, including rock salt mines.
However, all the salt mines that have been excavated have been occupied by the German army. Since Gomel has such minerals, it is reasonable to discover new salt mines in the Pripet Marsh, which also belongs to the Gomel region.
He stood up, looked at everyone and said: "Comrades, I think we must change the current work progress. You all know the importance of salt to us. Now we may have discovered a salt mine, and we must have a reason to start digging in depth immediately.
.If we can mass-produce salt, the guerrilla republic has the obligation to become a salt supplier to guerrillas everywhere. In order for the great guerrilla movement to flourish, we must take action immediately. I think that tomorrow morning, the discovery of salt will be carried out immediately. Even if
We finally discovered a large amount of salty soil, which is also a great victory."
"What he said is right, and I fully support it." Salinchkin looked at Yang Mingzhi and asked, "You are a general, and you initiated the production self-rescue movement."
"Then let's take action! Since Comrade Antonov's survey has achieved good results, I think we will build a collective farm where the salt was found. We were originally going to build a new settlement near the mine, and now
Is there anything more suitable than there?
It is not too late to build settlements. We should immediately organize the refugees to go south. We will let the refugees participate in the excavation, and then organize some soldiers to be the main force of the excavation. All the salty soil excavated cannot be wasted, and it will all be sent to the fertilizer plant, and the equipment there will be used to convert the salt into water.
Precipitate.”
"Very good, why don't you give the new settlement a name?" Lyudbalev said happily.
"Well... the name should be chosen according to local conditions. Salt was found there. Let's just call it Salt Village" (To be continued)