In terms of staying power, red wine is much stronger than vodka.
What's more, how can a pregnant woman drink? As expected, the wife gradually became a little confused, and even giggled at herself.
Yang Mingzhi helplessly pestered his wife and announced his occupation of a sleeping room. He brought her a coat, took off her shoes, lay quietly on her side, and gently covered her with a cashmere blanket.
"That's fine. You can sleep peacefully. It will get dark soon after the train departs. Let's sleep until dawn. Let's save some food and offset the boredom faster."
Yang Mingzhi's logic was very strange, but as he sat on the comfortable soft bed, his whole body seemed to be paralyzed.
When he got here, he couldn't help but sigh: "This is a high-end carriage after all, and it does have unique comforts!"
She could just sleep quietly. After Yang Mingzhi stayed by his wife's side and watched him fall asleep, he returned to the living room of the carriage and continued chatting with people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
All the car windows were opened. Yang Mingzhi originally didn't want to smoke, but he couldn't resist the warm welcome, so he had to talk to the two people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
"I heard from the train conductor that we will arrive on September 11th at the earliest. It will be a long journey. When we get there, what are the specific arrangements?"
"We already know the arrival time of the train." Feliudov said sincerely: "You really don't have to worry at all, everything will be in order."
"Of course, you have always done things efficiently. I only have one worry. All my luggage must not have any mistakes."
"They will be fine. We will also inform the train conductor and military train security personnel about this matter."
"Well, I hope you can arrange a nice residence for me when I get to Novosibirsk."
"Are you still worried about the housing problem?" Feliudov said in surprise, "As a general, you will enjoy the benefits of a single-family house, just like you enjoy in Moscow."
"Oh, it is reasonable and legal for me to enjoy these things, just like it is legal for me to drink red wine as water now. It's just that I feel a little guilty. Ordinary workers are still crowded in small houses, but I..."
"You can rest assured." Kastilura said quickly, "I have been to Novosibirsk. There are not many multi-story residential buildings there, and a large number of buildings are actually wooden houses with only one floor. Even now the city has a population of more than one hundred
Ten thousand, most people still live in wooden houses.”
It turns out that with the influx of nearly one million people in Novosibirsk, the food problem was solved by increasing the supply of food. The housing problem cannot be solved overnight.
The Soviets had their own methods. Since the "Stalin Building" could not be built unexpectedly during the war, they would try their best to build the most traditional woodcuts. There are a lot of forests around the city, and some tall pine trees are thirty meters high with thick trunks.
amazing.
A large number of traditional wooden houses have been built. As for the method of dispelling the cold winter, most houses cannot adopt central heating mode. The heating is still very traditional chimney fireplace. A large number of standardized wooden houses have been built. Since it is difficult to develop to the upper floors, residential areas have to expand in size.
Today, the urban area of Novosibirsk has fully doubled!
In that dimension, Yang Mingzhi's understanding of Novosibirsk was extremely limited, just like those cities in the Russian Far East. The urban conditions should be similar.
Kasteura, a lieutenant in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, was very eager to be promoted through meritorious service. He only visited Novosibirsk a few times, and he boasted in front of the generals that he was the "Novosibirsk expert".
Not many people knew about it, so Yang Mingzhi had no choice but to listen to his nonsense, and then think about it on his own to understand the valuable information.
Now he basically knows one thing. That city is indeed a powerful industrial city. It has coal washing plants, steel complexes, and military-industrial complexes. From the input of raw materials to the manufacturing of finished weapons and ammunition,
Done within a city!
Then for the new weapons developed by oneself, the factory that is closed first can produce the test product with the drawings, and mass production can be quickly realized.
Only heavy industrial cities like Novosibirsk can produce weapons very efficiently.
After talking about military affairs and war, Yang Mingzhi also smoked five cigarettes. He had a great time chatting with the two comrades from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and they also talked about their respective pasts.
Everything was as he expected. They were very excited and asked about things in their hometown. What should they do? They were good at escorting their subordinates and conducting surveillance.
After some false talk, Yang Mingzhi believed that these two people had never been to China, so he would naturally have the opportunity to make a fool of himself.
He tried his best to change the topic and took the initiative to ask about their hometowns. However, these two guys were really worthy of being NKVD, and they were really nice to talk to. In the end, they always asked questions like "There are deer in my hometown, are there any in your hometown?"
Still want to talk.
At this moment, Yang Mingzhi really regretted it, but it was ultimately his fault for ending the chat suddenly.
Suddenly, a harsh train whistle broke all the embarrassment.
"That's it! New troops are coming. Let's see what happens."
Yang Mingzhi threw the cigarette butt out of the bed and put his hands in his pockets. He first looked at the front of a huge car with thick white fog slowly passing by, and then saw a large number of iron carriages pulled behind it.
Wearing glasses, he could see very clearly. He saw that the doors of those carriages were opened, and a large group of young people in military uniforms were curious and excited to breathe fresh air. They all tried their best to poke their heads in to appreciate the eternity of the Soviet Union.
The capital is Moscow.
"A new recruit?"
"Yes! Comrade General, they are all newly recruited troops." Feliudov came over and said: "Look at their appearance, there may be some Yakuts."
"Yakut?"
"Don't you know? Well, it's a place further east than Novosibirsk, probably closer to your China. Maybe they are from Irkutsk, or Krasnoyarsk, and many of them may be
Forest hunters. There may be a large number of sharpshooters among them. Such people will easily blow the enemy's head off!"
"Oh, I hope so."
Yang Mingzhi sighed slightly, because he saw the faces of the recruits were filled with smiles. They were all young guys, many of whom were probably just twenty years old. They enlisted in the army but did not know the cruelty of war. Yang Mingzhi could already relate to it.
At this time, the young soldiers, led by conservative-minded officers, shouted "Ula" with great courage and rushed to the German positions. As a result, they won a tragic victory with huge casualties, or they retreated with corpses on the ground.
A group of young soldiers arrived, and Yang Mingzhi continued to watch the train come to a complete stop.
I saw the new recruits jumping out of the carriage quickly. They were really empty-handed. Only the new uniforms on their bodies could prove their identities.
It was impossible for the Soviet Union to provide a large number of standard sleeper carriages. The recruits were stuffed into freight carriages like animals and endured several days of tedious journeys before they could receive a short rest in the military camp. During this period, the recruits would be provided with their own weapons and, if conditions allowed,
It can further improve their technical and tactical skills. Normally, after they receive weapons and join the army, they will go directly to the front line as an organic unit.
Yang Mingzhi understands these situations very well. After all, this is how he and his comrades came to Minsk a year and a half ago.
No one knows the names of these new recruits. They all wear the same clothes and look very similar to each other, as if they are a group of clones.
They have a common name - Soviet Workers' and Peasants' Red Army Soldiers.
Almost all of them have a common destination - to die in the next three years.
After all, this group of enthusiastic young soldiers trotting all the way, they still don’t know that 97% of the recruits recruited this year died before the war was won!
Yang Mingzhi felt sad when he thought of this. Three months ago this year, when the Guerrilla Republic decided to launch the first battle of the protracted Battle of Gomel, the main force was 12,000 people, and there were 30,000 militiamen of various types.
After forty days of fierce fighting, only 3,000 people were left in the main force!
Many infantry divisions of the Soviet Army suffered such horrific losses. It is a pity that thousands of soldiers were killed. They died and did not trade one for one against the enemy. So the new recruits in this army line, they fought to the end and were able to eliminate them.
How many enemies are there?
Yang Mingzhi is really unpredictable.
The new recruits had just gotten out of the car and quickly disappeared from his sight. This fully proved how urgent the frontline Soviet army was to replenish its troops.
The interlude ended quickly. The military train carrying a large number of recruits listened quietly. A group of railway workers wearing illuminated helmets went down to the roadbed with hammers and began to inspect the military train wheels one by one.
At this time, conductor Semyonov, who had changed his outfit, walked into the train living room.
"Comrade General!" he called cautiously.
"Well, I'm here."
Yang Mingzhi turned his head and suddenly saw a strange man. The man was wearing a uniform and had a railway logo hanging in the center of his big-brimmed hat. Yang Mingzhi took a confident look at it twice before recognizing this man through his iconic beard.
He is the conductor of this military train.
"Ah? Are you comrade conductor?"
"Yes, Comrade General. I changed my uniform, washed my face well, and even cleaned my beard. I hope the sloppy image just now did not offend you."
This man was really respectful. Yang Mingzhi nodded with satisfaction: "It's nothing. You attach great importance to the safety of military columns. I'm very happy."
"Haha, thank you for your understanding. In our work, we always have to deal with soot. What do you think of this luxury carriage? Are you satisfied with it?"
"Of course, you see, the floor is carpeted and the walls are lined with leather. I've checked those dormitory rooms and all the beds are soft beds."
"Then do you have any other requests? If so, I will find a solution immediately."
"this……"
Yang Mingzhi pinched his chin, thinking that if he really didn't pick any thorns and deliberately picked some minor flaws, the train conductor would not feel that the work was not done well, but would do a better job.
"Let's do this. We are going to Novosibirsk, and it may be very cold there. My wife is pregnant, and I don't like the cold myself. I heard that this carriage also has a heating system."
"Yes! It's an independent coal stove!"
"That's it. You move the stove in and connect the ventilation ducts."
"As ordered, Comrade General, I will go and take care of it right away. There is one more thing I want to inform you about."
"What's up?"
"The train will leave in half an hour, please be mentally prepared."
"I understand, before the military train starts, you must solve the problem of the stove first! I don't want to catch a cold at the destination."
Wearing a woolen coat, Yang Mingzhi didn't feel cold, especially after drinking some red wine, which made his body warm and comfortable. But he had a habit of not even wearing pajamas when sleeping, and at most wearing a pair of underpants, wrapped in a blanket or
Quilt, the so-called unfettered sleep.
Especially now, when you are about to serve as a long-term mental worker, relaxing wholeheartedly is really important for your future work!
To have an unfettered sleep, keeping warm is extremely important. If the temperature is low and you have to wait for the quilt, the belly button without fat protection can directly act on the internal organs. If you wake up early, you may not catch a cold immediately. Go squat first.
Going to the bathroom for half an hour is simply inevitable.
He sat on the leather chair and waited quietly, then drank some wine to rinse his mouth.
The train conductor really did what he said. He directed the railway workers wearing asbestos gloves to lift a small hot coal stove into a carriage. The subsequent workers connected the smoke exhaust pipe three times and five times.
As for why they did things so quickly, it was because these equipments were already provided, but the weather was not cold enough, so they were dismantled first.
The conductor brought not only this, he also carried a large stack of newspapers tied with hemp rope.
"General, these are the "Pravda" and "Izvestia" you want. Our railway station always orders a large number of newspapers. I collected some by surprise, including some from last year. I hope you like them."
"Oh! Of course." After all, there was a lot of old news. He asked by name, "Do you have any newspapers from the past month?"
"Yes! They are all there."
"Put the newspapers on the ground first. No matter old news, I like it as long as it relieves my boredom. Besides, these newspapers are also good for rolling cigarettes and can be used in the toilet. Comrade conductor, when I get off the train, put all these newspapers
Do you mind taking it away?"
"Of course you can take it."
Old newspapers have many benefits, and they can even be used to paste walls! But Yang Mingzhi knows better that newspapers are printed on light and easily absorbent newsprint, which becomes extremely soft after being rubbed hard. Now is a period of extreme scarcity, so collecting old newspapers as a
Toilet paper will be very necessary in the future.
At this moment, he felt that after living in the swamp for more than a year, he had become paranoid about recycling waste.
Use everything well, throw it away if you don't like it, and throw away the leftovers after eating. Extravagance and waste must be based on abundant materials. Now, extravagance and waste are tantamount to digging your own grave!
The conductor quickly disappeared. He passed through the luxury carriage and inspected the carriages behind to announce to everyone that the military train was about to depart.
In fact, a discerning person standing in front of the car window can judge that the military train is about to leave through the fog on the ground.
"Finally we're leaving!" Yang Mingzhi looked at his watch. It was already a quarter past four in the afternoon. He glanced at the sky again and saw that there were indeed many more dark clouds than in the morning.
It won't start raining in Moscow after I leave, right? No, if it must rain, the military train I am riding in will have to travel in the rain for a long time.
Yang Mingzhi doesn't like the feeling of desolation, but autumn rain always brings coldness and chill.
He continued to look out the window, and the fog became thicker.
Suddenly, there was a violent tremor, and Yang Mingzhi almost fell down. Then, the melodious and loud train whistle sounded, accompanied by a huge amount of steam, and soon the window was filled with fog.
"Finally, the train has started. What awaits us is the long journey to Novosibirsk."
His soliloquy was overheard by comrades in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
"Haha, I hope it will be a wonderful journey."
"You are right, Comrade Felyudov, I hope my wife thinks so too."
Yang Mingzhi waved his hand and walked directly into his box. He saw that his wife had been awakened by the vibration of a strong push on her back and the roar of the siren. She was still rubbing her eyes!
"Xiao Tao, how do you feel now?"
"Well... I don't feel very comfortable. I have a bit of a headache."
"You are serious, you are about to become a mother, how can you drink?"
Yang Tao stuck out her tongue, feeling ashamed to stay with her husband, but she also smelled the smell of cigarette smoke on her husband.
"Brother, have you smoked?"
"I smoked a few."
"Huh huh, you're still talking about me! Then you don't break the precept."
Yang Tao pretended to be angry, and Yang Mingzhi was really overwhelmed for a moment.
"We supervise each other. You don't drink, and I don't smoke."
"Well, okay. Actually...it's okay if you smoke, as long as you don't let me smell it."
Starfruit actually thinks that there is no reason for a powerful man not to smoke, especially that kind of strange cigar, which can better represent the dignity of his husband. In other words, she just doesn't want to smell second-hand smoke, that's all.
Her eyes soon looked out the window.
"We...are we leaving now?"
"Yes, it might rain again soon. Don't worry, just continue to sleep peacefully."
Yang Tao pouted her little mouth, deliberately acting coquettishly, and muttered in a coquettish voice: "I don't, I want to see the scenery. Brother, don't leave either, you and I. Let's see the scenery as a family."
"Okay! Let's enjoy the scenery together. Do you also want to eat some snacks? For example, cream cake?"
"Is that okay? I want it."
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll get you another piece right now..." (To be continued)