Everything returned to calm, and there was no trace of enemy planes in the sky, only some strange traces left by the wingtip airflow.
In Blacksmith Village, an enemy plane was shot down, and Yang Mingzhi and others had ordered soldiers to search for it. But he himself had to stay at the division headquarters to deal with the chaos after the plane.
"According to the latest intelligence, three of the four enemy planes found were shot down. The last one escaped." Yevlov stated regretfully, his forehead was covered with sweat, he hesitated, and reported to the division headquarters
Everyone inside told a very bad news. "My pilot Podovich, unfortunately fell down. He did not have a parachute and made an emergency landing in the woods. I am afraid that he himself has..."
It was only at this time that Yang Mingzhi learned that something had happened to Podovich. He stood stunned in surprise and said to himself: "Is there a mistake in the intelligence? That guy is a phoenix. How can he deal with a reconnaissance plane that has no combat capabilities?"
Could there be an aviation accident?”
"It was probably because there was not enough fuel," Yevlov said. "It happened so suddenly. The plane took off not long after refueling."
It's too late to say anything now. Yang Mingzhi's mental capacity is very good. In war, no one knows when his death will come. That Podovich and his comrades almost all died in June and July.
Just when the battle started, they all fell into the sky.
That guy was very lucky to survive until now. Yang Mingzhi shrugged and said: "I don't believe that Podovich died like this. After all, he had to make an emergency landing, but he still had a chance to survive. Comrades, this man's original team had five people.
Out of ten comrades, he is the only one who survived, and this luck may still be blessing him. So how is the situation now?" Yang Mingzhi looked at Yevlov again.
"Fomin has sent people to search, and I believe that Bodovich will be found soon. He said that no matter whether he is dead or alive, he will be brought back."
"Well, now we can only wait for the response from over there."
"That's the only way." Yevlov stood up straight and ordered as a division commander: "Berekov, go and gather the team, order people to count the ammunition losses, and collect the shell casings. Yeah.
Liangina, go and comfort the villagers and tell them that everything is safe. As for me, I will go to the point where the enemy plane crashed and take a look."
"Then you have to be careful and bring your firearm." Yang Mingzhi instructed.
The three of them each had their own tasks, and they took action immediately.
On the other hand, Podovich once thought that he was going to die. If he was destined to die and was given a choice, of course it would be the best way to die without pain. But what Podovich faced was destined to be a disaster.
He closed his eyes wisely, and soon the taxiing fighter hit the pine tree. The huge impact directly broke the trunk of the tree, and the huge resistance directly knocked Podovic unconscious.
Immediately afterwards, the plane continued to glide with bumps and bumps for a short period, and was finally blocked by a tree trunk. The incomplete plane's wings were almost broken, and the tree trunks fell to the ground with a rumble, kicking up some smoke and dust.
Precisely because of the obstruction of the tree trunks, the plane did not fall headlong to the ground. The cushioning was sufficient, and Bodovich did not need to die. However, injuries were inevitable. The huge shock caused a bruise on his head and blood flowed out.
Face.
The main body of the plane lay crookedly on the ground. Bodovich tilted his head and fell into a coma. At first glance, he looked like a dead man. His condition was really bad!
The sky was very clear after the snowstorm, and the smoke and dust raised by the crash quickly revealed its location.
Several search teams have found the location, and the location is indeed as previously estimated. If they move forward, if Podovich is still alive, early rescue can help him get out of the sea of misery faster.
The search team traveled through the forest for about half an hour, panting, and finally arrived at the crash site.
The situation before their eyes was very bad. Many pine trees were broken, and the incomplete I-153 fighter jet was leaning on its nest. The pilot Podovich was there. One of his arms stretched out of the cockpit, his head was tilted, and his face was filled with tears.
Blood.
"Oops! He can't be dead!" The platoon leader in charge of the search couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart. He immediately ordered: "Nicholas, Alex, you two go up and investigate."
In fact, the work of these two soldiers is somewhat dangerous. The plane has not caught fire yet, but it is still dangerous. What if there is still fuel inside and explodes (they don't know that the plane crashed because it ran out of fuel).
Oh no.
Soldier Elkeson was very courageous. He leaned over and touched Podovich's arm, which had multiple bruises. Then, he immediately stretched his hand under the pilot's neck and turned his head in surprise: "
Platoon leader, he is not dead! His heart is still beating! He is just in a coma!"
"Really? Let's get him out quickly!"
These rough-and-tumble soldiers were not gentle at all. They did not consider at all that if Podovich had a fracture, they violently pulled him out of the twisted cockpit, which might cause catastrophic results and even kill him.
However, with the best intentions of saving people and reporting to their superiors as early as possible, they did not care so much, and used all their strength to finally pull out Bodovich from the deformed cabin like a carrot.
Therefore, Podovich is very lucky. He has many scratches all over his body and his military uniform is seriously damaged. Fortunately, there is no fracture. There is a big wound on his head that looks very scary and there is no bleeding now.
To be honest, the injury was not serious at all, but it was so miserable that it made people think that if he had been a little later, he would have gone to see Marx.
The search team carried radios on their backs during this trip. After discovering the target, the platoon leader fired signal rockets into the air. After this, the other two search teams also gathered here.
The information about the target was immediately passed to Fuming, who was transferred to the division headquarters.
Yang Mingzhi had been personally picking up bullet casings on the ground with the other soldiers. He bent over and worked for more than half an hour, and finally sat down on the ground lazily.
At this time, the messenger came to the door in an unusual way, so he had to stand up again, straighten his appearance, and asked the panting soldier in front of him: "Don't panic, what happened? Look at your face,
It must be a good thing."
"Yes! That's a good thing...our Podovich, he is not dead! Our search team has already started transporting him to the Blacksmith Village Hospital."
This is really good news. Yang Mingzhi knew that he had to return to the division office immediately. He waved his hand and said: "Comrade, what you gave me is really exciting news. Okay, you go down and drink some water and rest."
one time."
Podovich was rescued. He was grabbed by eight soldiers and placed gently on a stretcher.
After crash landing from a high altitude, he still had his breath and pulse, but because he was in a coma, these physiological reactions were relatively weak. Two soldiers had already lifted the stretcher, and a platoon leader had something good. He felt that the blood on Bodovich's face was
It was very ugly. He took out the kettle on his own initiative, which actually contained warm water, and this time he washed his face.
Fortunately, Podovic finally woke up. He slowly opened his eyes. At this time, the soldiers immediately exploded. They surrounded the stretcher to watch this strange man who pursued and survived!
This made Podovich very confused. "What's going on? Am I dead? Is this heaven or hell?"
"No," said a platoon leader, "Did you fall from the sky and become stupid? This is Pripet Swamp, and you are a pilot of the 284th Guards Division."
"So that's it, I'm still alive." Bodovich chuckled, and he turned his head hard. Seeing the fighter jet that had become an indescribable thing, he couldn't help but feel a sore nose. "These are terrible. My plane is dead."
"Think about yourself. The plane will come back sooner or later. If you are willing, when you get a new plane, just put the parts of this old plane on it. Will it be resurrected soon?"
The platoon leader's comfort was timely. Podovic turned his head back with satisfaction and said: "That's it, take me back. You must protect the scene!" (To be continued.) 8