It’s November 7th, which is the anniversary of the October Revolution.
Yesterday, Alexander's troops and the thousands of Jewish refugees they escorted, under the guidance of the militia, all arrived at Black Earth Village.
Black Earth Village has the smallest population among the three collective farms. There are more than 2,000 people living here, and the militia only has one battalion.
The quality of the land here is even worse. There is a lot of green grass growing on the peat soil, which can support a large number of livestock. Before winter, the villagers cut the grass early and set it aside, and also used sprouted potatoes as feed.
Nowadays, the sheep raised by the villagers have sheared a crop of wool. With these advantages, Black Earth Village has become a place for the base area to provide red meat and cotton textile raw materials.
More than a thousand people arrived here, and they were quickly divided into family units. All the men among them were organized because Fuming decided to implement the plan after research.
In Heitu Village, Yang Mingzhi and other division leaders met Alexander himself.
He was Ukrainian and could talk to Fomin in Ukrainian. The two met so well that the army readily accepted Alexander's leadership.
As a Jew, Fomin is even more grateful for this man's contribution. "You saved the Jews, but the Germans wanted to kill us. You are a hero, and your contribution will one day be rewarded."
Zionism, Fu Ming knew this. He firmly believed that the war must be a victory of justice over evil, and the Jews would return to the land of Canaan, ending their two thousand years of wandering.
Alexander couldn't control that much. As for the ownership of his troops, it seemed inappropriate to place him in that regiment.
Yang Mingzhi slapped his thigh: "Let him and his people be an independent battalion. After all, they are the organic units of the 40th Group Army."
This arrangement was out of respect for the friendly forces, and Fomin had already begun working on plans for the Jewish camp.
On the afternoon of November 6, more than two hundred Jewish refugees voluntarily joined the Soviet army as militiamen. Fomin selected a man named Joseph Brinich as the battalion commander.
On this day, the division headquarters meeting was held in Black Earth Village. The Alexander Independent Battalion was stationed in Black Earth Village and immediately began repairs to strengthen the defense of the collective farm. All wounded soldiers were sent to the hospital.
All the newly established Jewish battalions entered the military camp in Catfish Village and began training immediately.
Yang Mingzhi lived in Heitu Village that night, and he brought his wife here with him.
Star Tao didn't have much time to care about what the superiors were discussing, so she turned into a milkmaid and cooked a bucket of fresh milk just in time to drink.
Drinking some hot milk is a good thing when the weather is cold, not to mention that the next day is the anniversary of the October Revolution, which is the National Day of the Soviet Union.
In Black Earth Village, preparations for the celebration have begun.
In a difficult environment, a sumptuous meal is a celebration. When the carambola is boiled and the milk is cooked, the house is filled with the aroma of milk.
"It smells so good!" Yang Mingzhi returned to the dormitory after taking care of things. As soon as he entered the room, he was attracted by the fragrant smell.
"Brother! You're back. Sit down quickly. This is the milk I milked today. It's my reward for you!"
This girl smiled as brightly as a flower, and Yang Mingzhi was not polite. He was very thirsty and drank half of the pot of milk.
"Are you too hungry, or do you just feel good?" Star Tao asked.
"Both." Yang Mingzhi helped his wife sit on the bedside, "I like all the dishes you cook. By the way, tomorrow is the anniversary of the October Revolution, and something very special will happen."
Yang Tao was very curious and didn't know what her husband was talking about. When asked, Yang Mingzhi shook his head.
"Tomorrow will be the annual October Revolution Red Square military parade. You know this one."
"Yes! I know that when we were in the Far East, that is, a year ago, during the Soviet Union's Red Square military parade, the loudspeakers in our military camp also reported the situation, including Stalin's speech."
"I want to call him Comrade Stalin. Of course, we can call him Dalinzi in private." Yang Mingzhi said with a smile.
"Da Linzi?" Yang Tao immediately covered his mouth that couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Hey. Just have fun. Tomorrow's Red Square military parade will be very special. We can receive the broadcast from Moscow. Just watch it."
Star Tao fell asleep peacefully with hope. The next morning, several radios in the village, including the rooftop, received live broadcasts from Moscow.
Yevlov, Yang Mingzhi and others were still staying in Black Earth Village. Everyone was shocked by what happened in Red Square.
The collecting troops marched through the Red Square in neat steps, walked all the way out of the city, and fought with the German troops below the city.
During this military parade, soldiers and equipment all carried ammunition, and the fighter jets in the sky were also armed escorts.
Stalin and all the leaders of the Soviet Communist Party were present. Outside Moscow was the vanguard of Guderian's running troops, and the battle continued.
German troops were already running all the way, and they were only ten kilometers away from entering the city of Moscow. They had already seen the red star on the roof of the Kremlin and the dome of Basil's Cathedral. However, the Soviet troops filed out, and these people encountered a strong blocking force.
After being destroyed, the German army that first invaded Moscow soon after was no longer the object of envy, because the Soviet reinforcements seemed to be endless!
The Soviet soldiers wore thick military coats, their guns were coated with antifreeze gun oil, and they even wore cotton holsters. The fuel of their tanks and armored vehicles was filled with antifreeze. They were in sharp contrast to the German troops outside the city.
Just like the heroic words of Division Panfinov: "Although Russia is big, we have nowhere to go. Behind us is Moscow and Stalin!"
Stalin's broadcasts resounded throughout the Soviet Union, powerful electromagnetic waves were broadcast to the world, and the people in occupied areas also heard the leader's voice.
When the military parade was underway, Yang Mingzhi and others had already gathered at the collective farm office in Heitu Village to hear the leader's speech with their own ears.
Yang Mingzhi noticed that everyone was in high spirits and full of confidence in victory.
Then he said: "There is an old proverb in China, that is, when the army is in grief and anger, the soldiers will share the same hatred with the enemy, and victory is always inevitable." This is actually the principle of "the soldiers who mourn will win". Stalin did not leave, he
He vowed to live and die with Moscow. For the country of the Soviet Union, the leader stood as firm as a rock, so how could everyone be so cowardly?
"The leaders did not evacuate even when they were sitting there. We were defeated in Belarus, defeated in Kiev, and defeated in Vyazma, but in Moscow, we will definitely win this time. Because the leaders and senior officials have handed over their own safety to the troops.
"Yevlov said firmly.
All collective farms heard the leader's order that all those who could fight should join the Red Army to fight against the invaders.
Isn’t this a copy of the Soviet Union’s version of “the land does not distinguish between north and south, and people, old and young, all have the responsibility to defend the land and resist the war”?
After experiencing this, Yang Mingzhi became more determined about the victory of the Patriotic War. Regardless of the Soviet Union or China, victory would come sooner or later.
The victory celebration of the October Revolution has begun, with people singing and dancing. Yang Mingzhi is not too concerned about this. In two days, a new round of airdrops promised by Timoshenko will come, and busyness will follow. (To be continued.