Natasha's luggage was neither too much nor too little. In her original home, only the two living beds were left. The rest of the furniture, such as tables, were all moved away by the soldiers, not to mention
Talking about those boxes.
In the afternoon, Yang Mingzhi felt that he had nothing more to do. The senior craftsmen and young people in the design bureau did a good job in drawing process drawings and compiling process. These important tasks were done very well. The production and research of several weapons were also handed over to them.
, I can take a little rest for a while.
For this reason, I simply helped Natasha tidy up the room in the afternoon.
For this reason, Yang Mingzhi deliberately did not drink much wine during the luncheon. "Yevlov, just get drunk with Kavitsky and rest. All arrangements for Natasha's sister and brother's residence will be made by me."
It’s covered.”
It has to be said that due to the ravages of time and a series of thrilling wars, Yang Mingzhi is only thirty years old, but his face looks much older. Especially the stubble has grown again and there are a few more wrinkles on his face. Furthermore, as a strong man
Man, he has become more and more like a tough guy.
This temperament has an irresistible allure for the little girl who has just grown up. She doesn't need much for the star fruit. They are husband and wife and have already had skin-to-skin contact.
And what about Natasha? This officer was the one who saved her and her brother's lives, promoted her, and took care of their daily life. If such a man fulfills his father-like responsibilities, it is not for him.
Pass.
After her family was killed, this was the only person Natasha could rely on. She followed Yang Mingzhi full of expectations to see her future house.
There is currently only one guard platoon in Blacksmith Village, and they immediately continued their moving work after lunch.
When they saw the commander coming, they immediately stopped carrying boxes of various sizes and stood in two rows under the command of the platoon leader.
"Relax! Now continue your work! Vladimisky, come here."
Yang Mingzhi called the platoon leader and asked him only one question: "Have you finished carrying all Natasha's luggage?"
"Everything has been completed and moved to that room according to the commander's order." Vladimisky pointed with his big hand, pointing to the room next door to Yang Mingzhi's residence. There was even a wooden wall between the two rooms.
wall.
"Well done! The rest is mine. You and your brothers, hurry up and pack up your barracks. I will check and accept them before dark!"
"Yes!" The platoon leader stood at attention and saluted instantly, as if he was electrified, and then continued their busy work.
Yang Mingzhi looked at this man, he was a little funny. But they were from the guard company, which was the elite of the entire army, but there was no company commander, because division-level officers like Yang Mingzhi and Yevlov were their leaders.
boss.
"Let's go! Go and see your room!" Yang Mingzhi turned his head.
Natasha was content and could live with her superior and Besica, which was so reassuring. But Kostya was even more excited, trotting past everyone, and directly pushed open the door of the house.
"Your brother is very lively. He can also be a soldier when he grows up." Yang Mingzhi said casually.
"Maybe, if he is willing. As his sister, I have experienced too many bloody battles, and I really don't want my brother to be in danger." Natasha murmured weakly.
Fortunately for Yang Mingzhi, the snow began to melt in the past few days. In order to avoid the mud, the soldiers carried out extensive snow removal activities. At least in all the collective farms, the snow was almost cleared and the dry and hard ground returned. However, the cold wave
Arrived, the earth has been solidly turned into ground.
At the same time, in the suburbs of Moscow, the nighttime minimum temperature suddenly dropped to minus 30 degrees Celsius. In Vyazma, south of Moscow, in Rzhev and other places, the daytime temperature was also more than minus 10 degrees Celsius. Throughout Eastern Europe
They were all swept away by this cold wave, which caused great trouble to the Soviet and German sides in the fierce battle.
Due to the cold snap and heavy snow, the battle on the front line cannot be equal to the intensity of previous wars. Both the offensive and defensive sides are enduring a series of big troubles caused by the bad weather.
Perhaps the most troublesome thing is that this cold wave has blown directly to Romania. In the Ploiesti oil field area, the local temperature has dropped to minus 30 degrees. The low temperature prevents crude oil from being refined, and the German army's already fragile logistics is even worse.
, the blitzkrieg they were so proud of could not be carried out without gasoline.
Therefore, the German army struggled to defend Vyazma and was unable to continue advancing in Leningrad.
This cold wave may have objectively promoted the German offensive in the southern part of the Soviet Union. Regardless of whether the Soviet Union surrendered after taking Moscow, the problem at hand is the huge difficulty of fuel shortage. Romanian-produced gasoline will be in short supply for a certain period of time. Perhaps
It is most appropriate to conquer the Caucasus region and capture the Baku oil fields.
The German army suffered losses in the north. Based on the principle that the east is not bright and the west is bright, they will definitely continue to attack in the south! Yang Mingzhi firmly believes in this.
Now that the temperature has dropped again, people walking outdoors are like chimneys, with just the faintest breath, a large amount of white air blows out from their noses.
The weather is really cold, but in the arsenal, especially in the blast furnace workshop, the temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is even 60 degrees. Those workers are still working shirtless. Because of this determination, the arsenal's production is still going on. Yang Mingzhi was pleased to see,
Those rocket-propelled grenades only need to load explosives and collision fuses into the warhead. (To be continued.) 8