"Really? Ah, that's a good thing. But can the plane hold so many people?"
At this time, looking at Popov's excited expression, Yang Mingzhi suddenly thought that the message this person received was too simple. He must not have known that ten transport planes were about to arrive.
"Ten planes will arrive on September 1st, and the superiors hope to pick up all the young war orphans. You should know that the cabin of the transport plane is very large, and the children are very light. I'm afraid there will be many planes with enough space by then.
Space. Well, let’s just do this. Let’s gather the comrades from the design bureau and select ten people to follow us.”
"Okay! I think they want it!"
All the design bureaus lined up in two horizontal lines, with a total number of twenty-two people. After Yang Mingzhi explained his intention, he immediately began to select people.
Due to his duties, Yang Mingzhi only visited the design bureau once during the entire campaign. For this reason, the design bureau did not make any special inventions. Many designers were loyal to the director who followed them, and everyone intended to create a "post-Yang Mingzhi era"
In terms of psychological preparation for work, I never thought that half of the people would continue to be reused by the director and be lucky enough to continue working with the relocated design bureau. Who would not be happy?
This is where discipline comes in. Everyone stood up straight with a sullen face, staring at Yang Mingzhi with eager eyes. The eyes clearly said: "Pick me quickly."
The personnel were selected quickly, and those who were selected were elated, while those who were not selected were dejected.
Some people are happy, some are worried, and some even cry because they lost the election!
Yang Mingzhi walked over, patted the crying back, and said earnestly: "Dear Xie Miao, I don't think you are not professionally excellent, but I just need someone to stay here to supervise the production of weapons in the arsenal."
It was because Yang Mingzhi was too gentle that his little brother cried even more miserably.
The Soviet Union currently implements ten years of compulsory education, so these young designers may not be underage when they go to college. Yang Mingzhi knows his subordinates very well, just like this crying Xie Miao, who has just celebrated his twentieth birthday
.
A year ago, as a sophomore in college, he responded to Stalin's call to join the army. Because he majored in mechanics, he entered the swamp and was assigned to a design bureau.
The biggest commonality among the unsuccessful candidates is that they all have not graduated from college.
Weapon design is Yang Mingzhi's true specialty, and he is the most proficient in this area. However, commanding the battle is purely a last resort. As for commanding the battle properly, it can be said that it is a talent discovered later.
Popov couldn't bear to see anyone crying, so he sternly scolded: "Calm down and act like a man. Don't be frustrated and don't cry."
"Yes! You need to be calm in melancholy days, happy days will come. Pushkin's words."
Popov's scolding made the entire design bureau calm down. When Yang Mingzhi took advantage of the situation, someone actually laughed secretly.
"Comrade Popov, maybe you shouldn't scold them."
"No! They are men, not women. They crossed the line of fire to fight the invaders. How can they be crying and crying?"
"Right."
Yang Mingzhi noticed that no one was crying anymore. Apparently everyone had accepted their fate.
The designers continued their work, while the selected people had more work to do with their luggage. Considering that the limited load of the aircraft must carry valuable things, there is no need to carry extra personal items.
Yang Mingzhi ordered the selected candidates that, except for a change of clothes, their personal belongings should not exceed two kilograms.
"You all should pay attention. I don't want to see anyone dressed up like they are going on an expedition to fight before boarding the plane. You must set off lightly. It is best to go to the toilet and get the contents of your stomach clean."
Regardless of whether they speak harshly or rationally, Yang Mingzhi believes they will be strict with themselves.
Taking advantage of the fact that there was still some time before lunch time, the future planning of the design bureau was completed and a major event was settled. Yang Mingzhi was in the mood to smoke a few more cigarettes at the gate of the design bureau.
He and Popov smoked together, looked at the cigarette box in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, I have already adapted to German cigarettes. When I go to Moscow, I won't be able to smoke this again. To avoid trouble, I will see
In front of the plane, leave all the cigarettes for other comrades."
Popov disagreed: "Cigarettes are a good thing. You can rely on them to stay awake during the night. You don't have to worry at all. When you get to Moscow, you will get better cigarettes. I heard that the United States has provided some special supplies, such as a
Dark brown Dutch water with a special flavor, and a Camel brand cigarette."
Through Popov's description, Yang Mingzhi instantly understood which two things he was talking about.
Dark brown Dutch water, isn’t this thing Coca-Cola?
The United States has entered the war. This country with a population of 170 million has mobilized 4 million people for war production and recruited 10 million troops. It can be said that the whole country is participating in the war. In today's era of total war, the United States from all walks of life serves the war.
Wars are fought with money, battles are fought with logistical supplies.
American soldiers could buy cola with high sugar content and strong refreshing effect at various logistics centers for only five cents. On the other hand, Soviet soldiers were happy to drink clean drinking water with no peculiar smell.
Among the materials provided by the United States to support the Soviet Union, food accounted for a large proportion, and Coca-Cola was regarded as a special kind of military ration. During the war, it was not some fat house happy water. Its essence of sugar water could play a role
The efficacy of medical glucose.
As for Camel cigarettes, they were still popular even in the 1st century.
"Camel cigarettes are also made in the United States. Hey, I'm very curious about new things. I hope they are more comfortable than German ones."
Popov nodded as if he saw the same thing as a hero: "At least the quality is better than the tobacco dropped by superiors. Did you know? The old Pravda was used by our comrades to roll tobacco, and the ones made in paper-making workshops
Cigarettes rolled in thick paper taste like burning firewood."
"Haha! Looking forward to Moscow!"
…
On September 1, everyone on the list must evacuate. After the meeting, Sarinchkin can start sending people to convey the order and tell everyone the specific time. In addition to the people on the list, each collective farm must also evacuate all young people.
The war orphans were counted and screened, and then time was transferred to send the orphans to Homnage for resettlement.
He informed all dispatchers: "After you have completed the notification, tell them to hurry up and make final preparations. Everyone should not take too much luggage when they go. If you have any questions, please send a telegram directly to the agency."
Salinchkin did not object to Yang Mingzhi's decision. From an emotional point of view, when he parachuted in a few months ago, Berekov prepared a reception banquet for him. Now that Berekov is leaving, a farewell banquet has
Why not? As long as the banquet doesn't waste time.
Therefore, a young political commissar wearing a blue hat went directly to the hospital and informed the spirit of the meeting to Yang Tao who was working.
"Is that it? There are still three days left."
"Yes, Comrade Berekova, please be mentally prepared. And Comrade Speroskina, please be prepared as well."
"I understand. I will ask Comrade Commander in detail about this matter."
After three weeks of training, Natasha's complexion has recovered, indicating that there is no problem. However, if she continues to run for dozens of kilometers in full armor, the nature of her internal injuries that have not yet healed will still be exposed. After all, she is almost constantly crawling on the battlefield.
Four months of hard training and three consecutive weeks of training is a very long time.
Even though she thought she had fully recovered, after the fishing operation ended, she had to obey Yang Mingzhi's order and continue to lie in the ward until her last days before the evacuation.
As a doctor, Yang Tao continued to save lives and heal the wounded driven by his sense of responsibility. It had been three weeks since the large-scale battle ended. During this long period, the German army did not take the initiative to attack. The Soviet army was also very aware of current affairs and did not provoke the German army again. Without fighting, there would be no casualties.
The number of patients in the hospital has stabilized, and many people have been discharged from the hospital because they have almost recovered from their injuries. The newly hospitalized are the few injured at work, those who have diarrhea due to eating unclean food or water, or the poor
Cold and flu patients.
Nowadays, medicine reserves are abundant, and hospitals have relaxed their control over anti-inflammatory drugs, so that patients always recover within a few days.
There was no surgical operation to be performed. After sending away the young political commissar who delivered the news, Yang Tao returned to the ward and continued to discuss life after moving to Moscow with her cherished adopted sister.
"Everything has changed, and everything has just begun. Those are the words of the famous writer Voltaire." Curling up on the hospital bed with her legs in her arms, Natasha was full of expectations for the future, but also very worried.
Isn't this the case with Star Tao? She knows almost nothing about Moscow, except that it is the capital of the Soviet Union.
Her knowledge of Voltaire was limited to the book "War and Peace" that Natasha placed on her bedside table. She only knew that the writer participated in the 181 Patriotic War more than a hundred years ago.
China is beautiful and rich, but it has also suffered from wars in history. Countless innocent people died in the wars. When they came to Belarus, Yang Tao also knew that this republic of the Soviet Union had also experienced wars for hundreds of years. Two different nationalities are different.
The countries are 10,000 kilometers apart, but they all share a tenacious spirit of struggle.
Star Tao sat sideways on the white bed, with the warm sunshine shining in, making her whole person feel a little lazy.
She caressed her growing belly and couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought that the leader would summon an ordinary woman like me. Really, everything has changed and everything has just begun. I really don't know what the future holds.
, I have always followed the crowd and really just hope to live a peaceful and safe life. Now that I am pregnant with my child, this desire is even deeper."
"We can't go back to the past, sister." Natasha playfully picked up Carambola's pigtails. She still had something to say in her heart, but those words were too heavy. She hesitated to speak, looking at her comrade-in-arms and sworn sister.
The woman smiled.
"Why are you laughing! When my child is born, you will be his aunt. We have lost a lot, but we will also gain a lot. I think the commander and I will have a very stable life, but will such a life...
I suddenly felt guilty, feeling that I had abandoned my comrades in the Guerrilla Republic."
Natasha shook her head gently: "No. We are following the leader's orders. Although we all want to stay away from the war, as long as the enemy does not surrender for one day, the battle will not end." As she said this, she sighed slightly.
In one breath: "White Death, I really want to surpass him! That is a respectable enemy. I really want to become the sniper with the highest record. I feel that I will have no chance when I get to the rear."
"My dear, you are already a hero. With four hundred victories, you are the strongest woman."
"It's four hundred and three." Natasha pointed out with her little mouth raised, and then laughed happily.
But Carambola couldn't laugh at all. Behind the numbers discussed here, there were 403 real people! They were Germans, Romanians and a large group of puppet troops. Indeed, they did not deserve sympathy for their deaths due to the invasion.
But they were either husbands or fathers, and they died and their families suffered.
Yang Tao estimated that Natasha still believed that it was her unshirkable duty to kill the enemy and take revenge. She had not even thought that as a woman, she should find a husband and have many children. That was a woman's duty. In this regard,
Yang Tao has a very simple mind, especially her husband, who sometimes lies and sometimes acts like an insatiable child.
My husband is really an excellent person. Because of this, it is not impossible for him to give birth to five or six children in the future.
Star Tao was not ashamed of this question at all. She gave Natasha a look: "My dear, stop playing with my braids. Just sit down and we will have lunch later. In the afternoon, Kostya
I still have to come visit you."
"Okay, I'm really hungry."
Natasha did her job obediently, and couldn't help but glance at Carambola's belly. She was obviously an eighteen-year-old girl, but her body was like a child. Squatting by the river and looking at her face, Natasha sometimes felt that she was
It's my sister.
"She is right. One day I will have to give birth to a child. The father of the child should be Kharkiv..."
Thinking of this, Natasha was really worried.
"Hey! Honey, what are you thinking about and why are you frowning?"
"Oh, it's Kharkiv. I like him, but... he's not on the list."
Only then did Yang Tao think that if Natasha had a knot in her heart, it would be Kharkov. That boy has now been promoted, and he commands more than a thousand young soldiers of the "Youth Brigade". In future battles, this unit will
He must be the backbone of the battle force.
Natasha and him fell in love with each other, adding a beautiful romance to their turbulent youth, but which woman would trust her lover on the front line? Besides, there were many girls in the youth brigade, and Natasha was not concerned about her appearance.
Absolutely confident, she was a little worried that Kharkiv, who stayed in the swamp, would fall in love with other girls.
After a while, the nurse brought lunch to the ward.
"Hey, potato stew and bread! It's so delicious! Natasha, get out of bed and eat."
Star Tao looked back happily, but heard Natasha, who was hugging her legs and curling up, muttering: "Sister, tell me, if I go to Moscow, will Kharkiv like other women?"
Star Fruit just stuffed half a piece of bread into his mouth and almost spit it out.
"Silly girl, what are you talking about?"
"It's Kharkov. I'm afraid...I'm a little worried about him...he will."
Yang Tao understood her concerns and thought it was just a girl's unfounded worries. "Are you kidding? He has been pursuing you since last year. Besides, all the veterans in the youth brigade know about your relationship? Let me see, it's Harko.
My husband is worried that you went to Moscow and fell in love with a better young man."
"Huh? From what you said, it seems that this is really possible." Natasha no longer hesitated and got out of bed, "When I finish eating, I will go find him personally. I want him to swear an oath.
,Well...I will also swear to him."
Yang Tao shrugged and said jokingly: "I think you should just get married now."
"You think I don't want to? I still have more than a year to reach adulthood, and he still has more than half a year. I really envy you, sister, I really envy you and the commander's love."
Hearing these words, Yang Tao felt warm in his heart. He couldn't help but caressed his belly again and said: "The commander has an order. You must ask for permission to leave the hospital. I think you will continue to stay in the hospital bed. After dinner, I will help you personally."
Bring Kharkov and tell me what you have to say slowly."