Yang Mingzhi's home was intact, and all the snow on the roof had been cleared away.
Since the snow fell, in order to avoid snow disasters as much as possible, the soldiers left behind have been carrying out snow removal operations. Even the young soldiers participated in snow removal. A large amount of snow was carried away by horse-drawn sledges, and even piled up into small snow mountains.
He noticed that even if it snowed, the roads were sorted out. The original roads were covered with a thick layer of snow and ice, and the soldiers easily compacted the snow, which became the roads.
This situation is very much like my hometown. The winter in my hometown in the Northeast is just like this, but the people coming and going are all tall-nosed, deep-eyed and bearded.
Yang Mingzhi took Carambola back home, lit the fireplace first, and the warmth came to his face.
"I'm really exhausted. Now I can have a good sleep!" Yang Tao was sitting on the edge of the bed like a little girl. She had taken off her coat and had an armed belt with bullets. Her rifle had been unloaded and dismantled.
Put down the scope and place it next to the wall.
The female warrior turned into an ordinary girl. After the temperature in the room warmed up, she got into bed wearing only her underwear.
Yang Mingzhi yawned. He had finished what he had to do for the time being, and he quickly got on the kang to sleep. Unexpectedly, the door suddenly rang.
"Чтo?" Yang Mingzhi asked curiously.
Soon, a bell-like call came, and it was Natasha. Yang Mingzhi immediately opened the door. The girl had just changed into casual clothes, and her expression was a little shy.
"Sir, it's very cold at my house. My brother is with other children, and now there is no firewood at home. It's very cold..."
Yang Mingzhi immediately understood and took her shoulder, "Okay, come in. I understand what you mean, just squeeze in with Besica.
Natasha walked into the house carelessly. Because she was too tired, she simply took off her coat immediately, regardless of the fact that there was a big man in the room.
Yang Mingzhi has no interest in girls who are too young, but although this Natasha is only fifteen years old, she was raised much earlier as a Mao girl. My wife’s chest is relatively flat, what about this one? There are two peaks on her chest, an Amazon woman
Soldiers will cut off their right breasts for combat needs. Gao Feng is at a disadvantage to female snipers. Even so, Natasha can still be an excellent female sniper. It is really a miracle.
Starfruit was already asleep at this moment, she was too tired. Natasha also lost all patience because of exhaustion, and the two girls huddled together.
In this situation, sleeping with two girls in the same bed? Yang Mingzhi thought for a while, and he was not actually a gentleman. The one lying on the bed had already had skin-to-skin kiss with her. Besides, Su Jun was also very good.
Pay attention to the issue of life style. This is the Soviet Union. As a foreigner, you should take it easy.
Yang Mingzhi thought about it carefully, "I still have to leave!"
He said to Natasha, who was a little confused: "Now you live here and sleep with your sister. I won't do it."
"But sir, it's okay for me and Bessika to squeeze in. And I..." Natasha hesitated, "And I also hope to be with someone?"
Her cheeks were a little rosy, which must be because her body temperature had risen and her blood was not getting better. Yang Mingzhi still couldn't believe that this was this girl's slight admiration for him. This was so ironic, "I saved you, and then
Don't I want to be clear with you? I just want to repay my kindness, and I don't ask you to sleep with me." He didn't think about it anymore. Are young women naturally open-minded? It's better to leave as soon as possible.
Yang Mingzhi rolled up a blanket and put it on his shoulders and went out.
On the other hand, after the victorious soldiers returned to the military camp, the lower-level political commissars were naturally responsible for the rest, and Fumin was the person in charge. Yelentina had more important things to do, and she immediately began to interrogate the prisoners.
The soldiers with loaded ammunition tied the hands of all the prisoners tightly and separated the Soviet traitors from the German prisoners of war.
Everyone was furious at the traitors to the motherland.
Yelentina knew that most of her soldiers crawled out of the smoke of artillery fire and mountains of blood. Everyone had a deep hatred for the invaders and wanted to eat their flesh. But what about the traitors? They are the most hateful,
So right at the gate of the division headquarters, these traitors squatted on the ground one by one, surrounded by specially selected soldiers who looked like brown bears.
"Bring them all up!" Yelentina ordered, and immediately, the soldiers knocked down these people, twenty of them in total.
"You traitors to our great motherland, you betrayed the people and became willing accomplices of the Nazis. Now you are sentenced to death! But before the execution, don't think that a bullet can give you pleasure."
These people all knew what would happen if they fell into the hands of the Soviet army. It would be good if a bullet ended their lives, but now they were beaten severely by a group of soldiers.
Sometimes, women can be vicious and even crueler than men. Jelentina looked expressionlessly at these strong men holding wooden sticks and shooting bows left and right. The death penalty seemed to be ordering the soldiers to beat these traitors to death.
Even Yevlov felt a little unwell.
"My political commissar, this is not good. We are not Nazis. For these traitors, one bullet is enough. How can we make the soldiers look like Nazis?"
Yevlov did not rashly order the soldiers to stop, he wanted to hear Yelentina's explanation.
Therefore, Yelentina said slowly: "Our soldiers all have a lot of anger. The soldiers' emotions need to be vented. Beating these traitors to death will vent their anger. Furthermore, this will be very harmful to them.
Fair enough. When these guys kill ordinary citizens with great force, they should have corresponding consciousness. We are giving an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth."
The soldiers fought hard and found that all the prisoners were dying, and some of them looked dead.
There was another person inside, who seemed to have held his breath. He lay on the ground with eyes wide open, looking at the woman wearing a blue big-brimmed hat.
"I have never been loyal to the Bolsheviks. You are the traitors. If you rebel against the Tsar, you will be destroyed soon, either today or tomorrow. Sooner or later, you will be destroyed."
Yelentina and Yevlov were shocked, what this man said was unbelievable.
"Okay, everyone, stop, let's save these people's lives for now!" Yevlov ordered.
Yang Mingzhi packed up and came, and he noticed patches of red things on the snow at the entrance of the division.
"Hey! Soldier! What happened here just now?" He asked the guard at the door and got the answer he wanted.
That Yelentina is so ruthless! Yang Mingzhi strode into the division headquarters, where there was only Yevlov, drinking hot tea alone.
"You beat up a group of unarmed prisoners. Of course they are traitors, so they should be shot directly." Yang Mingzhi took off the blanket, moved out a chair and sat down.
"What? A little dissatisfied?"
"It's nothing. I'm very sleepy now. If there's nothing else, I'll just take a nap here."
"You're sleeping here, but you can't sleep at home?" Yevlov asked Yang Mingzhi, who was moving chairs. He saw the man building several chairs into a small bed and covering them with blankets.
"There's nothing wrong with my family. It's just that there's an extra girl. Natasha said her home was too cold, so she slept with my wife." Yang Mingzhi turned around, "You know my bed is not very wide, and the two of them
Just rest together. We have to have a small meeting later, and I will sleep here now. By the way, get me another blanket."
Yevlov understood completely, smiled and stood up. (To be continued.) 8