The plane was cruising at the practical ceiling of five thousand meters. Through the porthole, Yang Mingzhi saw the pale land covered with snow. A few hours later, what caught his eyes was the majestic Ural Mountains!
There are a lot of black rocks on the mountains, and some smoky areas are cities.
Perm is a city very close to the mountains. After a whole day's flight, Yang Mingzhi and his wife endured the fatigue of the boat. Because the plane took off and did not land halfway, they seemed to be stuffed into a submarine. Although the passengers
Very rarely, because the cabin is airtight, the interior becomes increasingly dull.
The feeling of eating on the plane is really magical, but I don’t have any appetite for star fruit.
She nibbled on a little rusk to make up for her lunch.
As a pregnant woman, this extreme operation with a full belly is not a good experience. But I can't regret it after getting on this plane, not to mention that my sister is still waiting in Perm.
In the evening, the plane finally approached the focus of its flight. Yang Mingzhi held his wife's hand, and the two of them sat strictly on the soft seats and fastened their seat belts.
The co-pilot suddenly rushed into the cabin and mechanically explained: "Dear passengers, we are arriving at Perm, please be prepared for impact."
Perhaps since the introduction of fixed-wing aircraft, the Russians have been very capable in taking off and landing aircraft.
After some vigorous exercise, Yang Mingzhi knew that he had finally landed safely.
He called to his subordinates: "You guys, check your luggage. Don't leave any documents behind. When you're ready, let's get off the plane. You guys are checking your hats. It's very cold outside."
Yang Mingzhi's instructions were very useful, because when the thick hatch was opened, Yang Mingzhi felt his eardrums suddenly swell, and then a biting cold wind hit his face.
He took his wife's arm and moved to the cabin door.
Seeing the people picking up the plane at the cabin, it was as Yang Mingzhi thought. Judging from their attire, they were guys from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Yang Mingzhi, who was wearing glasses, looked very elegant. He saw clearly that the people who were picking up the plane were wearing glasses.
The badge makes it easy for them to identify themselves without wearing a blue hat.
He and Xiang Tao had just walked halfway down the ladder when a very familiar guy came on the ground and waved his hand.
"General Berekov! It's me! I'm Larin."
Larin? This guy?!
The most ridiculous thing that Yang Mingzhi thinks is that he has been running around in the vast Soviet Union in the past few months. How come he always encounters Larin wherever he goes to do things? It is this Larin, this guy seems to have any door on his own, and suddenly he
Appeared in Perm.
Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but be startled. Since the person who responded was Lalin, it meant that his affairs had been monitored by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. This was no problem. He had a relationship with the Ministry of Internal Affairs, not to mention the three infantrymen who served as division commanders under his three old subordinates.
The teacher also has strong elements of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Ah, you can't expect that a group of new recruits can become screaming elites after training for at least two months. They need some elites as the core. There is no doubt that the 200,000 troops of the Ministry of Internal Affairs at the beginning of the war were elites. Although they were maimed,
Breaking the remaining soldiers into pieces and sending them to new units may bring about strong combat effectiveness.
After getting off the plane, Yang Mingzhi looked face to face with Larin. First, he showed some military etiquette. Then, Yang Mingzhi couldn't control his hands and patted Larin's shoulder hard.
"I can't believe that you are the one who takes care of me! How could your superiors be so considerate?!"
"Ah! Comrade General, I also received the order recently. In fact, I have been here during this period of time..." Larling paused and said deliberately: "You know, the superiors are not interested in your new gun.
We take it very seriously, including the specially formed troops. I have been traveling everywhere in the past six months, so it is inevitable for me to appear in front of you."
"I understand more or less." Yang Mingzhi nodded deeply, "It happens that I am also paying special attention to my new gun and my comrades. You also know the purpose of my coming here. If those guys can't do it correctly
The use of new weapons does not achieve very good results on the battlefield. As an inventor, I will feel guilty and ashamed of it."
"So you're here? Haha! You really think that a general is considerate of his subordinates. If our great motherland is filled with such generals, maybe we can reach Berlin next year."
"Haha!" Yang Mingzhi's smile was full of bitterness. Expecting to defeat the enemy in 1943? Wishful thinking. However, liberating Kiev in 1943 was indeed no problem according to the course of history.
Larin also noticed the star fruit and said politely: "Unexpectedly, Comrade Berekova has changed a lot."
"Yes, Comrade Larin, you can't see clearly because I'm wearing thick clothes. In fact, the doctor told me that my due date is actually January next year."
"Oh, then you are really a brave mother-to-be. Come with me quickly and get in the car. You must not catch a cold."
The brief chatter came to an abrupt end. This time, Captain Larin prepared three cars. In the car, Larin made a surprise statement about the arrangements and handed them to Yang Mingzhi along with his notebook.
Yang Mingzhi's eyes were scanning, and the content was really interesting.
"Hey, I just planned to visit Natasha. Why did I pick her up when I got to your place?"
Larin, who was driving the car herself, was startled: "Huh? Isn't it your request? For this reason, she has already asked for leave from the school, and the school has also approved the leave."
"So how is she now?"
"Comrade Speroskina? She is doing very well. As far as I know, she has been keen on working in the shooting club and her academic performance is also good."
It's another month every year, and Yang Mingzhi is really looking forward to meeting Natasha again. Thinking about it now, in fact, Natasha just wasted a whole school year of study. Fortunately, during the swamp, some scholars who escaped in were always there.
She continued to do her old job, teaching children in the swamp. Natasha did not simply throw away her textbooks. After she returned to a peaceful life, she would be able to get into the mood quickly by picking up her textbooks again.
But her life has changed forever because of her one year of war.
The car drove directly into Perm No. 1 Middle School. Since it was already evening and it was lunch time for the students, the appearance of the car immediately attracted the attention of many students.
Natasha was waiting in the dormitory. When she heard the roar of the vehicle, she hurriedly ran out of the dormitory door and stood at the railing on the second floor and looked down.
A very familiar figure walked out of the car door, even though that person was still wearing a thick coat.
"Uncle! You came to pick me up?!" Natasha no longer cared about the surprised looks of other students and shouted happily.
This move shocked her three roommates to the point where they wanted to rush over and cover her mouth.
Do we want the whole school to know that Speroskina is in No. 1 Middle School? No! That would be too public! It is enough for a small group of people in the shooting club and roommates to know.
Now, do we want everyone in the dormitory building to misunderstand that this girl has a military uncle or a senior military officer?
However, while everyone was stunned, Natasha turned around, picked up her crossbody bag, and hurried downstairs with her few belongings. With the strong enthusiasm of a Slavic woman, she also acted with the enthusiasm of an innocent and romantic little girl.
gesture, throwing herself into her uncle's arms.
Natasha immediately calmed down, then suddenly straightened her body and suddenly saluted Yang Mingzhi, causing Yang Mingzhi to subconsciously raise his right hand.
After doing this, she directly opened her arms and hugged Carambola in her arms. Now that the two comrades who were fighting in a foxhole met each other, no amount of words would be meaningful.
Carambola and Natasha hugged each other, as if they had huddled together to hide in a crater to avoid shells.
Everything was said without saying anything. The two of them closed their eyes one after another, and the tears were like springs. They dried quickly under the cold wind, leaving clearly visible tear traces...
Let them hold each other and cry, in Yang Mingzhi's opinion, even sisters cannot have such a friendship as them. They are all victims of the war that swept the world, and they are also people who stood up to fight. It was fate that brought them together.
Together, the result was a military miracle.
They hugged each other with tears in their eyes for a while, but were pulled away by Yang Mingzhi. At this point, at least 500 students had gathered downstairs in the dormitory, and more students were still coming here.
Because I don’t know who sent the news, the so-called heroic officers who once visited the school paid a surprise visit. Young boys and girls especially worship heroes. What’s more, it is the war years, and all young people are exposed to various heroic deeds. They are even more
It is even his own mission, and he aspires to become a hero himself.
Yang Mingzhi simply pushed the two of them into the back seat of the car very rudely, and said: "You sisters haven't seen each other for a long time. You have enough time to reminisce. Now let us leave here. It doesn't matter if you go to the dormitory of the guest house and talk all night long."
"Ah? Really?" Natasha was overjoyed.
"Not only that, we have to drive a long way tomorrow. Balzen, Lavrenti and Yevgeny, these three old guys! Natasha, you will still be my soldier in the next few days, listen to me, understand
Yet?"
"As ordered! Comrade Commander!" Natasha, who was sitting in the car, saluted the military salute without thinking. She kept holding Carambola's hands, her eyes full of happiness.