Chapter 1660 In the Canteen of the Former Infantry School
There were many heroes in this war, and countless soldiers died together with the enemy.
The student fighting took place in October last year, eleven months ago now.
More than three hundred days have passed, and the war situation in the north has greatly improved. Zhukov and Konev's troops were once only fifteen kilometers away from Smolensk, almost within the range of artillery! And those who won the defensive battle
The students of the Podolsk Military Academy completed their studies in a hurry. Each of these students is qualified to be an officer. Now many of them have become regimental leaders! There are also many others who have proved their devotion to the country with their blood.
loyalty.
According to what Captain Larin said, the infantry school and artillery school have all been moved to Ivanovo in the east, but the school campus is still intact. Although it has been bombed by the Germans, it is still a good place to serve as a military camp.
Precisely because it was a military camp, there was a canteen that could feed three to four thousand people, but now it has been further expanded.
Today, any city with industrial manufacturing capabilities is vital to the Soviet Union. Podolsk is an important satellite city of Moscow. The men in the city have gone to the front lines, and the assembly lines of various factories are filled with women.
More than 100,000 women in this city produce ammunition day and night. Their production efficiency is very fast, and the factory's transportation efficiency is even faster. So much so that a batch of the most common and most expensive rifle ammunition comes off the production line at night and can be produced by the factory twelve hours later.
Overland transportation to the logistics center of the Western Front.
Middle-aged people and women became the main force in material production, and even a large number of Lenin's Young Pioneers, and their voluntary labor became arsenal labor.
The Soviet Union still controlled nearly 100 million people, but the Soviet Union mobilized the entire population.
Looking back at Germany, the German army has a huge occupied area. Their extreme policies have limited the resources for mobilizing the occupied areas. The predatory methods cannot give the German army a steady stream of stamina. What's more, Germany restricted the area in the first four-year plan.
Women's right to work in the country, the 1.48 million female workers have rapidly shrunk to only 580,000. Even though the world war has begun, Germany still has no war mobilization, or they do not believe that this war must be fought through mass mobilization to defeat the Soviet Union.
As the convoy drove towards Podolsk, a checkpoint stretched across the road.
"What happened ahead? Is it an inspection?" Yang Mingzhi asked.
"Yes, Comrade General. This road has been under military control. As long as we pass this checkpoint, we can reach Podolsk."
"The inspection is necessary. Maybe I should get out of the car and accept their inspection."
"No need." Captain Larin shook his head, "Our Ministry of Internal Affairs has privileges, they have no authority to embarrass us."
The convoy stopped, and Captain Larin got out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth.
In 194, the Soviet army did not wear new uniforms. In order to reflect their class attributes, the Soviet army's uniforms were very simple.
Even for the Ministry of Internal Affairs personnel, their most distinctive feature is the blue hat on their head.
Several "blue hats" walked over, showed their IDs to the checkpoint, and then passed cigarettes to several sentries while chatting and laughing. In just two minutes, the roadblock was removed by the soldiers, and the convoy continued to move forward proudly.
.
The checkpoint was released so quickly? It was certainly a good thing to be dispatched early, and Yang Mingzhi also had some doubts.
He asked the captain: "Why do I feel that these sentries are suspected of dereliction of duty? Because they are from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, they do not check carefully? What should we do if German spies fish in troubled waters?"
"This is impossible!" Captain Larin answered very decisively, "One of the tasks of our Ministry of Internal Affairs is to find such spies, and we can always clear out a group of them every month. Those guys are like a group of rats, and they may be very dangerous.
Even though you are cunning, you still can't escape our eyes."
"Is it really?"
"Of course! By the way, Comrade General." The captain turned around and gave special instructions, "Your image is indeed very outstanding, so if you have the opportunity to wander around Moscow, please be careful. I am very worried that my colleagues will suspect you.
"
"Haha! Is it my appearance? It seems that I have to keep my ID on me, as well as my various medals. I think the Gold Star Medal can prove my identity."
"This...I would suggest you put away the Gold Star Medal. Maybe my colleagues will not investigate you, lest the spies who have not yet been caught will attack you. Those rats are very cunning. Maybe they don't know your identity.
After all, you are a hero of the Soviet Union, and they will not hesitate to wait for an opportunity to strike."
"Ah, it looks like you need to take it easy."
The captain's advice is indeed reasonable. Yang Mingzhi is more vigilant in this regard. He left the swamp and is really alone now.
During the period of the guerrilla republic, the comrades of the Ministry of Internal Affairs living in the swamps took full responsibility for the internal defense of the controlled areas.
Spies were caught. Those people infiltrated among the refugees in order to fish in troubled waters. After being identified, they were directly executed.
"When I arrived in Moscow, there wasn't a single guard around me. All I had was a gun in my waistband, and damn it was a Zirug. It would be strange if this didn't arouse suspicion."
Yang Mingzhi quickly took off the gun case and threw it to Captain Larin: "Obviously this thing will cause trouble for me, unless it is a Tokarev."
"A very wise decision! Maybe you should put the medal away. We are about to enter the city, so you should keep a low profile."
In a state of total war, the entire alliance is under military control, and Moscow, located on the front line of the war, is a large military camp.
In order to defend the "eternal capital", a number of field airports were built in satellite cities around Moscow. The environment there was very ordinary, and they could only take off and land fighter jets and ground attack aircraft. Of course, for Soviet pilots who were usually more cautious, they
Not picky about airports, as long as the wheels don't get stuck in the runway.
There are some airports around Podolsk, and more than 100,000 troops are stationed here to reinforce the front line at any time.
The city is a production base for weapons and ammunition, and it is also a large hospital. The wounded on the front lines are transported by trucks to the cities behind for centralized treatment, so that standing on the streets of Podolsk, you can smell gun smoke and even alcohol.
taste.
The smell of alcohol is really an intoxicating aroma to the common people.
The system of the Soviet Union determines that it has no free commercial activities, and all economic transactions in the entire union are completed by various state-owned enterprises. Yang Mingzhi does not object to this model, and he has no objection. He even feels a sense of intimacy, because he
My father's generation once lived in such a social model.
Before the war broke out, the working class in the city received ultra-stable monthly wages. Not only were wages ultra-stable, prices were also ultra-stable. This stability lasted until the 1980s.
But how is it possible to maintain ultra-stable wages and prices during a war?
A large amount of supplies were sent to the front line, and people in the rear all ate rations. State-owned stores sold limited goods to citizens, and goods in short supply were either given to the army and were out of stock, or the prices were astonishingly high.
Like many industrial cities in the Soviet Union, citizens in Podolsk usually use rubles to buy food. They are the working class who eat commercial food, and their average salary is only 60 rubles per month. Technical staff have higher wages, as much as 100 rubles per month.
Ruble. Just one ruble can buy ten kilograms of potatoes, and its purchasing power is always amazing.
However, now, as an extremely important wartime military ration, potatoes are mostly transported to the front line.
State-owned stores are still selling it, but the price is prohibitively high. One kilogram can rise to 40 rubles, and no family has to spend a month's salary just to have a full meal.
What does it mean to be full? You are full when you are half full. You are full when you feel less hungry after eating something.
But famine does not exist. Almost all urban residents are eating potatoes. All factory workers and their families rely on food stamps for three meals a day. The state only provides food at the level of subsistence. Based on the intensity of work, only those who
Only the hardest workers can have enough to eat.
Indeed, the Soviet Union must desperately squeeze the value of workers' labor, and only in this way can the Soviet Union win the war.
Not many people complained about it, because almost every family had someone serving as a soldier and fighting in the war. Their sons and husbands died on the battlefield. Those who are alive will not complain about their country, but are angry at the enemy and the culprits of the war.
The convoy passed another checkpoint and then passed through a small forest. The whole world suddenly became clear.
There are no particularly tall buildings in Podolsk, but smoke is billowing everywhere and the factories are working hard to produce!
Yang Mingzhi curiously asked the captain: "Is this city still very populated? I thought all the industry had been moved to the rear."
"There are still more than 300,000 people working hard! Many factories are difficult to move away, and hundreds of thousands of people are unwilling to retreat. They have been working hard at the risk of enemy air attacks!"
"They're really great."
"I thank you for your praise on their behalf, Comrade General. Next, we will go directly to the canteen of the Infantry School."
Yang Mingzhi knew nothing about Captain Lalin's past, and he estimated that he would never have any interactions with him in the future. The car drove into what was said to be an infantry school and passed the large gate. There was actually a school inside.
However, some collapsed buildings added great disharmony to the appearance. Yang Mingzhi was keenly aware that this place had been bombed by the enemy. Through a rusty iron frame of a football goal, he realized that the area was full of craters.
The open space turned out to be a football field.
"Comrade General, this is actually the Infantry Academy. I have been here many times before the war broke out, and I know it very well. We will go to eat later and use the toilet by the way."
"Okay, Comrade Captain. It seems to me now that you went to school here?"
"No! Our Ministry of Internal Affairs has a representative stationed in this school, and I have been here for exchange work. I have to say that the soup in the canteen here is very good. I hope I can still drink delicious soup."
Yang Mingzhi has not eaten for an hour and he is very hungry. Even if the chef is not good at cooking, as long as it is a thick soup, he does not mind adding more or less salt.
The former site of the Infantry Academy is currently a camp for the city garrison, with two infantry battalions stationed here. They had breakfast in the canteen early, but the oven in the canteen was still busy.
The school cafeteria has the largest cafeteria in the entire city, so naturally they take on the task of supplying food to multiple factories. They deliver bread and baked potatoes to the factories and are paid in rubles. They actually sell to outsiders all the time, but only to soldiers who have used up their meal tickets.
, to satisfy your craving, you have to spend your own money to buy it with subsidies, and the price is astonishingly high.
Captain Larin no longer cares about rubles or anything.
The convoy stopped at the entrance of the cafeteria. Some soldiers passing by watched helplessly as a group of Ministry of Internal Affairs soldiers got out of the car. No one dared to provoke the guys from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. In an instant, the entrance to the cafeteria was empty except for Captain Larin and his party.
At this time, Yang Mingzhi put all the medals in his pocket and put on a standard coat of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He pulled his wife out of the car and saw Natasha and Kostya standing on the cement floor. It was obvious that they
Didn't sleep well at night.
The weather was the coldest in the morning, and because he hadn't eaten, his body felt even worse. Yang Mingzhi felt this way, and Natasha's condition was even worse. On the contrary, it was Yang Guo, who cleverly wrapped herself up in a blanket, immune
All cold wind.
"Natasha."
"Yes, Comrade Commander."
"No, I have no military power standing here. Now you call me Comrade General."
"As you command, Comrade General."
"I have a request for you. Now put all your medals in your pocket. Remember, don't be too ostentatious when you enter Moscow."
"As you command!"
They followed Captain Lalin into the large factory building that was said to be a canteen. Yang Mingzhi entered the room. As expected, this was a large canteen, and judging from the layout, a sense of familiarity came over him. He felt
I have an illusion. If the tables, chairs and benches weren't all made of plain wood, wouldn't the cafeteria where I went to school have this quality?
Yang Mingzhi continued to keep an eye on him, and saw Captain Lalin swaying from side to side, his posture could not be described as unrestrained. Although he had only met him for a few hours, this man was so relaxed, I am afraid that things are not simple.
No!
Soon, this guy was chatting and laughing with some old men in the cafeteria, and then he took out his cigarette and they gathered together to smoke.
The canteen lady, who was really strong and wearing a headscarf, quickly took out two baskets of bread from the back kitchen, and then took out a steaming iron bucket of red cabbage soup.
After all, it's not just Yang Mingzhi and others who need to eat, all the soldiers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs are also hungry.
In order to keep a low profile, Yang Mingzhi thought it inappropriate to join in the chatter and laughter between Captain Lalin and the staff, but his ears were always alert like a rabbit.
As expected, Captain Larin's tone suddenly became intense, and your face turned even redder.
"How is that possible?! A piece of bread costs 50 rubles? A bucket of soup costs 50 rubles too? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
"Please calm down and deliver meals to ordinary citizens according to regulations. This is the price we pay."
"Ordinary citizens, do you think we are ordinary citizens?"
"In a sense, everyone who is involved in our food delivery mission is classified as an ordinary citizen. Even if Comrade Stalin is here, we...we will pay the same price." (To be continued)