The girl's emotions were soothed and she finally recognized the reality.
What about other people’s emotions?
Facing his comrades who shared life and death, Yang Mingzhi embraced them affectionately.
"We have just got off the plane, and now we are parting again. Comrades, I am very happy to have fought side by side with you for two years. And you, Balzen, although we have only known each other for more than a year, you are now a division commander.
I have a strong opinion on your ability to serve as the commander of a large force. Now that you have been promoted, I only hope that you can flexibly use the knowledge you have learned from me."
"I will!" Balzen replied with a salute.
The three of them were all upright people, and some even had bad tempers. It was boring to speak euphemistically, so Yang Mingzhi spoke very straightforwardly, like rough vodka that he had to drink from the bottle.
The time given to Yang Mingzhi was really running out. He wanted to stay here for a while, but Captain Lin pressed him hard.
The only people going to Moscow are Yang Mingzhi, his wife, and Natasha's sister and brother. In addition, there are also some documents and submissions that need to be transported together.
If conditions permit, he should leave by car as soon as he gets off the plane. The plane arrived early, but the car to pick him up has not yet arrived.
It wasn't until 1:30 in the morning that the cars honked several times and the cars arrived.
At this moment, Yang Mingzhi was already drowsy but couldn't sleep, so he sat quietly to ensure that his wife, who was sitting in his arms and hugging her neck, could take a nap.
During the final waiting time, Yang Mingzhi still had a chance to talk quietly with his comrades about his future prospects.
The time has finally come. Captain Larin stepped forward with a smile: "Let's go, Comrade General, there is still more than a hundred kilometers of journey waiting for you."
"OK."
Gently shaking his wife who had just fallen asleep, Yang Mingzhi shook the dust off his body. Going to see Stalin, slovenly clothes are not acceptable! It was obvious that those people were very anxious and had no chance to change into new military uniforms before meeting Stalin.
, I’m afraid I only have a chance to wash my face.
Yang Mingzhi continued to ask: "Captain, after we leave, what arrangements do the others have? Are they going to sleep here temporarily?"
"No, my people have negotiated with the fighter aviation group stationed at the airport. They will free up some barracks for the comrades to stay overnight. When the vehicles arrive tomorrow, they will rush to their respective destinations."
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "It sounds pretty good. I'm not telling you, I thought there would be a luxurious guard of honor to greet us. After all, we are also outstanding talents from the Guerrilla Republic. There are only a dozen of you from the Ministry of Internal Affairs
Comrades, they are so shabby."
"I'm... really sorry."
"Forget it!" Yang Mingzhi waved his hand: "In extraordinary times, I won't consider the red tape. But you didn't even provide anything in kind. I'm very hungry now."
"Ah! This? The airport kitchen is already doing it."
"Obviously I can't take a mouthful of hot soup, right?"
Of course, Captain Larin could hear this criticism, and he asked himself that he was indeed eager for quick success and eager to complete the major tasks assigned by his superiors earlier. He said obediently: "If you don't mind, there is some emergency food in the car."
"Emergency food? What is it?"
"can."
Obviously, Captain Larin felt that canned food was too cheap. After saying this word, he couldn't help but feel happy.
"Oh, it's canned food! It's so good. Anyway, is there any bread? Even the bread that is as hard as wood is excellent. I am very confident about my front teeth."
"No bread, and as for cans..."
"Forget it, now I just want to see Comrade Stalin as soon as possible."
At the warehouse, Yang Mingzhi waved goodbye to everyone for the last time. From now on, the fighters who fought side by side in the past will continue to fight in their respective fields. Will there be opportunities to work together in the future? Maybe there is.
Yang Mingzhi felt a little regretful in his heart, but then he thought, as long as he stepped into the car, a new chapter in his life would officially begin!
Star Tao just held her husband's arm, while the other hand was carrying a small wooden box of great significance. Behind the couple was the somewhat confused Natasha sister and brother.
Yang Mingzhi's ambition is very clear, and he almost understands his future destination. Natasha and his brother are completely different. They are in the dark and the road ahead is not clear at all. Even if they have great honor, what will the future be like?
After all, Natasha and Yang Tao often hung out together, and learning Chinese became a fun thing during the boring war period. Periya cried and chatted with the commander for a long time. They spoke in Chinese the whole time. Natasha understood a little bit, and after Yang Tao's narration, she
Learned it was about going to college.
College?! My studies are not finished yet!
I arrived in Moscow a few hours later, and I also wanted to see the great Comrade Stalin. What arrangements would he make for me? I want to complete my last year of studies, and I also want to go to the best university in the country. If
I asked the leader that he would make an exception and allow me to go to university immediately for further study!
Natasha is not a simple girl, or she used to be simple. She lost too much in the cruel war, so she finally has a stable life, and of course she wants more.
She longed to grow up quickly, so that she could get custody of her younger brother. The past had no choice but to pass, and her lost relatives would not be resurrected, so she had to work harder to stand alone and become a woman with an extremely strong heart.
She thought so. When she thought about meeting the Comrade Stalin whom she had only seen in sketches or stamps, she felt an irresistible sense of awe that actually made her legs tremble. The last time this happened.
When I was fighting side by side with Star Tao, I was almost blown to ashes by a German heavy artillery shell.
The night is already deep. Looking up at the stars, the Milky Way is really brilliant. The huge Orion constellation is near the moon, and Betelgeuse keeps flashing. If you stare carefully, the luck under the golden belt is still looming.
Without the influence of haze, the stars would be so brilliant! It was under such beautiful scenery that the night battle between the Soviet Union and Germany continued on the front line 300 kilometers away.
Two GAZ cars were parked at the entrance of the warehouse, with a military truck at the front and rear ends.
Captain Larin came to open the back door of the car: "Comrades, please get in."
"Okay! Remember to give us a can and open the lid." After that, Yang Mingzhi hugged his wife and got into the car.
Speaking of which, he had never ridden in such a classic car in his life, and cars of this style were very common in the film and television works of the 1930s and 1940s.
The seats are made of genuine leather, with comfortable sponge underneath. The lathe has swingable glass and is also equipped with silk curtains.
The lights inside the car were always on, and Yang Mingzhi looked at the cab curiously. The car was a purely manual transmission, with only two instrument panels and a very simple structure.
After all, the information revolution will be forty years later, and the operating modes of various civilian vehicles will continue to be the same. As for luxury cars, they will be more gorgeous in terms of manufacturing materials and decoration.
It is relatively simple and retro in appearance, and Yang Mingzhi has no complaints at all. Why? The interior of the car is very spacious, and the foam leather seats are large enough for my wife to curl up and lie down without affecting her ability to sit quietly.
After a while, Captain Larin was ordered to deliver a box of cans and the corresponding forks.
"Comrade General, do you have any other plans?"
"One, give me a blanket. It's really bad. Looks like we're going to have to spend the night in the car."
"I apologize to you. The leader issued an order requiring us to complete the task as quickly as possible. I will get you two blankets soon. There are also the Speroskina siblings in the car behind."
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "It's the leader's order, I can completely understand it. Just go and do it quickly, so that we can start the train as soon as possible."
All the documents that needed to be transported to Moscow, as well as the documents that proved the crazy achievements of the guerrilla republic and the enemy's countless criminal evidence, were put into three wooden boxes. The wooden boxes were placed in the last truck, and there was a class of internal affairs
The soldiers were under guard. As for the people Larin brought with him at the beginning, they all sat in the truck at the head of the team.
Star Tao wrapped herself in a blanket, took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the soft chair obediently.
In line with the principle that no matter how hungry he is, he must not starve his wife. Yang Mingzhi opened the can, and a lump of beef full of grease went into his wife's stomach.
At this moment, Captain Larin had just gotten into the car and saw a warm scene through the rearview mirror.
"Comrade General, you really love your wife."
"Of course, she is still pregnant with our child. I can go hungry, but my wife and child cannot go hungry."
"Okay, I haven't seen such a heartwarming scene for a long time. What I know is that many families are broken. Damn the enemy. Unless we defeat them completely, we will still bleed."
"I agree with what you say. Maybe when I meet Comrade Stalin, my abilities will be fully utilized."
Captain Larin turned his head sharply: "I really hope you can immediately create a large number of new weapons so that we can beat up the enemy."
"We'll see!"
Captain Larin looked forward, and the driver pressed the horn again. As the car in front set off, the entire convoy headed towards Moscow.
In the Soviet Union of this era, it was a complete privilege to be able to use cars. The automobile industry in Tsarist Russia was very backward, resulting in a very weak industrial foundation inherited by the Soviet Union. Thanks to the Great Depression in the Western world, a number of American automobile companies that were struggling with sales came to the Soviet Union.
Develop the market. The Soviet Union also took advantage of the Great Depression to desperately recruit Western technical talents, and the Soviet automobile industry began to take off.
The design concept of the car that Yang Mingzhi is currently sitting in is borrowed from Ford, and combined with the situation in the Soviet Union, the interior space of the car is larger and more spacious.
After eating all the cans, she threw them out through the opened glass window. Starfruit curled up, using her husband's thigh as a pillow and wrapped in half a blanket. She didn't think about anything and fell into a deep sleep, exhausted from the journey.
"Go to sleep! Go to sleep!" Playing with his wife's pigtails, Yang Mingzhi leaned his head against the glass window and rested quietly.
Since they were all asleep, the yawning Captain Larin forcibly opened his eyes wide. Before sending the distinguished guests to the Kremlin, all the internal affairs staff had no right to sleep.
The convoy was driving on a cement road with very average road conditions. Compared to this time and space, this was already the best road in the Soviet Union, and it only existed in some areas around Moscow.
The road conditions are average, there are no street lights on both sides of the road, and there are no blinding xenon headlights in this time and space. All vehicles have low beams on, and no car dares to drive fast, not because they are afraid of hitting people, but because they are worried about hitting someone.
to wild deer.
It has to be said that the environment around Moscow is very wild, with a lot of tall pine trees, and the population is highly concentrated in the city, so that the population outside the city is very sparse. Especially during the war, Tula was once occupied by Guderian's troops
After a breakthrough, the Soviet army launched a counterattack.
This has caused the residents of Tula Prefecture to evacuate eastwards on a large scale. One year has passed, and those who have moved away dare not come back. In a sense, the road Yang Mingzhi is traveling on can be said to be a deserted road.
Travel through the district.
But they were not the only travelers. From time to time, military vehicles loaded with supplies drove by with their headlights on this night. During the day, the road would be busy again.
The convoy maintained a slow speed of only twenty yards, but Captain Larin did not dare to take risks. Even on some roads that were too bumpy, the speed really slowed down to a snail's crawl.
At five o'clock Moscow time, the sky finally started to get dark, and half an hour later, the first ray of sunlight broke through the horizon.
In order to complete the mission, Captain Larin stayed up all night, but his growling stomach urged him to find a place to have a sumptuous dinner. Thinking about it, Berekov should be even hungrier.
If the superiors knew that I wanted to complete the task as quickly as possible to surprise the leader, and if the hungry general complained to the leader, it would be a disaster for me and my brothers!
"How far have we traveled? Where is the nearest city? How long?" Larin asked anxiously.
"We should be arriving in Podolsk soon. We can have breakfast there."
"Okay, let's overtake the first car."
The overtaking move woke up the sleepy Yang Mingzhi. He rubbed his eyes and tried not to disturb his wife's sleep.
"What's going on? Already arrived in Moscow?"
"Not yet, Comrade General. I'm very sorry, we don't dare to drive at high speed at night. You must be very hungry too. Since it's already dawn, we need to find a suitable place to have a decent breakfast. Comrade General, what do you think?"
"Great! Where are we going to eat."
"It's Podolsk. Let's go directly to the infantry school. The canteen there opens for breakfast at five o'clock."
"Ah! Podolsk, a familiar yet unfamiliar name." Yang Mingzhi said casually, but it aroused Captain Larin's strong interest.
"You know where? The infantry school and artillery school in Podolsk, those students are heroes. Last year's Moscow defense battle reached the most tense moment, all the students took up arms and went to the battlefield. They blocked a gap in the defense line
, blocking the German army outside the battle line! Just imagine, if they had not participated in the battle, or their position had been breached, maybe the German army would have really invaded Podolsk and Moscow through that gap!"
When he said this, Yang Mingzhi thought hard and suddenly remembered something. In that dimension, the Soviet Union shot a large number of movies about the Patriotic War. In the movies describing the defense of Moscow, there were scenes of military school students participating in the war. He fell into
These are the people I'm talking about.
At one point the Germans soared, even seeing the red star on top of St. Basil's Cathedral, before they were driven back.
If there is a German army that can really threaten the safety of Moscow, it is Guderian's troops. They attacked from the direction of Tula, but their advance stopped at Podolsk. The Soviet army made a fatal mistake in this direction, creating a defensive gap.
Appeared near Podolsk. However, the German army still failed to make any further breakthrough.
The students of the Infantry Artillery School resisted the onslaught of Guderian's tank troops with heavy casualties. Three thousand students fought until only one thousand were left, and they did not withdraw until reinforcements arrived. Perhaps in a sense, these young students saved