Yang Mingzhi quickly regained his energy, and the other carambola girl was temporarily sent to the hospital of the infantry regiment for treatment. Everything was ordered by the regiment commander to treat the captured Chinese better.
In the hospital, Yang Mingzhi ate something and changed his clothes. All the 21st century clothes he was carrying were replaced by Soviet goods. If he looked in the mirror, he looked like an ordinary Soviet infantryman at this moment.
A soldier walked into the hospital goose-stepping. "Chinese, the regiment commander asked you to go to the regiment headquarters."
"Okay, I'll go with you right now."
At this time, the nurse at the hospital raised objections. "These two people just came from the other side of the river, and they still have serious scratches on their bodies. Maybe the group leader should think about it again."
"Really? Comrade Lilia, this is what the regiment leader and political commissar want, and I must carry it out."
Yang Mingzhi shrugged and bowed politely to the nurse. "I don't think your team leader will do anything to me. Please take good care of my sister while I'm away."
Compared to Lao Maozi, Chinese people tend to behave more politely. Those Maoist soldiers are too rude. If doctors and nurses were allowed to choose their own patients, maybe the Chinese would be pretty good.
Yang Mingzhi followed the soldier to the regiment headquarters, where regimental commander Pugachev and political commissar Badkin had been waiting for a long time.
A man must hold his head high and his chest high. Yang Mingzhi, a man from the future, is very confident and looks a bit arrogant. At the same time, he is also very different from his compatriots of this era. This man is even taller and stronger than many Soviet soldiers.
.
He paid attention to his surroundings and saw groups of Soviet troops passing by with rifles on their backs. Many people were seriously curious about him, an outsider.
Bang bang bang! Knock on the door.
"Please come in!"
The soldier walked into the regimental office with goose-stepping, saluted and replied: "Comrade regiment leader, I have brought you here."
"Okay, let him in."
In this way, Yang Mingzhi appeared in front of the Soviet commander with steady steps and good energy.
First of all, Pugachev looked at this person. He had seen Chinese people before, especially those coming from the other side of the river. They were all frightened, but this one was very special. Besides, he was really tall.
, which is very different from the image of Chinese people in the past. He can feel the arrogance exuding from this person.
Pugachev looked at Comrade Political Commissar: "Well, what do you think of this man? My soldiers told me that he can also speak Russian."
"Is this happening? I remember reporting that two people were captured."
"Yes." Yang Mingzhi said, "That person is my sister who is being treated in the hospital, and I am a soldier of the Chinese Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. I have the same belief as you, so you and I are comrades."
Comrade? Pugachev was delighted. He knew who was fighting the Japanese on the opposite side, but they had not listened to the command of the Communist International at all in the past few years. But that was a high-level matter and had nothing to do with his small infantry regiment.
big.
"In that case, can you sing the Internationale?" the political commissar asked.
"certainly."
Yang Mingzhi knew a lot of Soviet songs. As for why he was very proficient in Russian. It was due to work reasons at that time. After the disintegration of the Soviet Union, a large number of machine tools flowed into China. In order to master these machines, someone must learn Russian. Yang Mingzhi is
That kind of people.
He sang "Farewell to Slavic Women", "Song of the Defenders of Warsaw" and "The Internationale" by his peers around the world in public.
This man was indeed an unusual person. Pugachev poured a glass of water for him to drink.
But the political commissar also had objections: "Perhaps we should not be too favorable to such a sudden arrival, because there are Japanese people on the other side of the river. How can we determine that this person is not a Japanese spy?"
Yang Mingzhi became angry when he heard it, but considering historical matters, it is completely reasonable for Lao Maozi to think so. When the Soviet Union was just established, Japan as an intervention force even attacked the shores of Lake Baikal. Later, in Zhang Gufeng and Nomenkan, the Soviet army
Even if they won, they would suffer heavy losses. Now the Japanese army is invading China. The scale of the invasion shocked the Soviets, and they had no choice but to gather heavy troops on the border.
Furthermore, the Germans had already launched a war in Europe. It was already August 1940. Britain and France had completed the Dunkirk evacuation. At this moment, the Germans were discussing the Sea Lion plan to invade Britain.
Pugachev was not satisfied with the political commissar's words: "The Japanese are certainly hateful, but based on the situation we currently have, this person is indeed worthy of trust. After all, many of their anti-resistance alliance members have entered our territory, including some important commanders.
official."
"That's true, but we have also captured Japanese spies." The political commissar turned his head and looked at Yang Mingzhi: "Chinese, how do you prove that you are not a Japanese spy?"
When Yang Mingzhi asked this question, it felt like ten thousand alpacas were running through his mind.
"Of course I am not a Japanese spy. You cannot imagine my existence. For example, I know the future."
The two burst into laughter upon hearing this, and the water they had just drank in their mouths spurted out.
"Come on, you just drowned, did your brain also get flooded? You come from the future, you obviously drifted here by chance from the other side of the river. Do you still think you are Lars****?" Pugachev mocked
road.
"It's true that you look like I'm crazy. As far as I know, it's August 1940, and there's not much time left for you Soviets. The Germans will gather heavy troops to invade the Soviet Union in June next year."
"Bah!" Pugachev shouted, "Did those stupid Germans attack our great motherland?"
"Yes, yes, you think that the two countries signed the "Soviet-German Non-Aggression Pact" to avoid war? I am afraid that even the great leader Comrade Stalin himself does not believe it. You must know that the Germans and their accomplices, the Italians, are now wreaking havoc.
Europe, when they occupied Western Europe, the next target was the Soviet Union."
Pugachev was relieved. This Chinese actually knew about the international situation. He ordered the soldiers to go out and he wanted to interrogate the Chinese.
"Then how about you tell me about the future?"
Yang Mingzhi nodded, and then he was led to the wall, where a huge map of the Soviet Union hung.
"Chinese, I just think that you are talking in your dreams. You said that we and the Germans would go to war. How did the whole war proceed?"
Yang Mingzhi knew that this was the moment for him to gain a firm foothold. With the approval of the two leaders in the office he was going to, he could basically join the Soviet Army in the future.
"The war will begin on the summer solstice next year, with millions of Germans invading the Soviet Union in a flash. The former Polish territory you occupied will quickly fall, followed by the siege of Leningrad, Minsk, Smolensk, Kiev, and Sevastopo
You fell one after another."
"How is that possible! That's nonsense." Pugachev angrily shouted, "According to what you said, our great motherland is going to perish. Do you want to take a bullet?"
"That's true, because the Soviet Union's counter-revolutionary forces suffered serious losses, and many incompetent people became commanders. They were passionate, but they were not good at fighting the battle-hardened Germans. Moreover, our defense line was too long, and the enemy
The armored group can advance like a chisel towards the great capital Moscow."
Judging from the map, Pugachev knew very well that since the partition of Poland between the Soviet Union and Germany, most of the original Stalin defense lines had been dismantled and replaced by defense lines built on the new border. There was no more material for the new defense line.
It is basically built according to the trenches of World War I, and many turrets are actually disassembled from old tanks.
The regiment leader and political commissar were surprised that this mysterious Chinese knew so much. "So we just keep losing like this?" Pugachev asked.
"No. The enemy will storm to the outskirts of Moscow. They try to outflank the capital from Ryazan and Tula, but the Soviet follow-up troops continue to replenish the capital's defense line. The Germans' attempt to occupy Moscow like Napoleon failed. From this time on
From now on, the Germans' defeat will also be doomed.
The Germans failed to attack Moscow and instead attacked Stalingrad, a city named after Stalin. The Germans were still defeated. At the same time, the Soviet army in the south held the Caucasus Mountains, and the German army's plan to occupy the Baku oil fields also went bankrupt."
"So what is the final result of the war?" the political commissar asked impatiently.
"It's a victory! A great victory. We are already in the Second World War, and the great Soviet Union is undoubtedly the liberator of the world. The Soviet Union has begun a strategic counterattack. The soldiers have been battle-hardened for a long time, and their overall quality has surpassed the German army. We have liberated one after another
Belarus, Ukraine, Poland, and Romania. At the same time, the Americans entered the war, and the beaten British and French re-landed in Europe. In the end, it was the Soviet army that invaded Germany first, and finally our red flag was planted on the Reichstag."
The two commanders were very enjoyable to listen to. They were both very eager to participate in the war and make meritorious deeds. Europe was being trampled under the iron heel of the Nazis. As for whether the war would reach the Soviet Union, the two commanders also talked a lot. Unexpectedly, this would never happen.
The Chinese people fished out of the river talked a lot about the so-called future, and their words seemed to be true.
In addition, the two also realized that this Chinese man was not simple. He seemed to have a lot of knowledge about military affairs.
Suddenly, Pugachev asked a question: "You are Chinese. Since you know the future of our country, what about you?"
"It's still a victory. Comrade Commander, during the war, the Far Eastern Front Army will dispatch some troops to Europe to surround the capital, but the strength of most of the Front Army will be strengthened. In four years, our Anti-Japanese Army's troops retreating to the Soviet Union will accompany the Soviet Army
Fighting back to China, the Soviet army will easily defeat the 700,000 Japanese Kwantung Army. You are also one of China's liberators.
The Japanese will be completely defeated, and China will become a place where red flags are flying. The war is over, red flags are flying in many places around the world, and Comrade Ulyanov's unfinished business is not far away from being realized."
The two of them sounded very satisfied. The political commissar's suspicions were gone. Japanese spies would not know so much. However, they did not continue to ask. If they learned that the Soviet Union would eventually disintegrate, Yang Mingzhi knew that he would not offend them.
I am happy but my life is at risk.
Military flags were found from those who crossed the river. They were indeed from the Anti-Japanese Alliance on the other side of the river. There was no point in doubting them. After all, the prisoners were only a man and a woman, and they were just minor characters at best.
"There are indeed many idiots in our ranks now. Even our old regiment commander disappeared during the purge of counter-revolutionaries. Some people say that he died suddenly of illness. In fact, we all know that it was Comrade Stalin who killed him."
"Comrade Pugachev! Watch your words." the political commissar corrected him.
"Comrade Bajikin, why are you so serious? As the Chinese said, if there are many idiots among our commanders, we will definitely suffer losses in the war. We lost one million in the war with Finland.
People, we shouldn’t turn a blind eye.”
The political commissar continued to accuse the regiment leader of being rude, and he must maintain respect for the leader. But he also knew that people like Pugachev, who studied at the Frunze Military Academy, had real talents, and he cherished his talents, so he treated them with respect.
The Chinese was very interested.
"Chinese, what is your name?" Pugachev asked.
Yang Mingzhi didn't know what to say, so he said word by word: "Yang Mingzhi~"
Pugachev shook his head; "No, no, you Chinese people always have weird names. Just think of a name for yourself."
Yang Mingzhi thought for a while, "Then my name will be Peter Ivanovich Belekov." This was the name Yang Mingzhi was given when he was learning Russian with teacher Mao Guo. That Belekov had a poplar tree.
means, it happens to be his last name. As for the other names, they are very casual. There are many old people who call Peter and Ivan.
"Okay, Comrade Berekov, you are one of the survivors of your resistance force. Obviously you have a lot of knowledge. Now tell me, besides some military knowledge, what else do you know?" Pugachev
ask.
"It's probably for repairs. I'm an engineer myself and I have no problem operating machine tools. If the firearms in the team are damaged, give me some tools and I can repair them a lot."
The regimental leader and political commissar were overjoyed when they heard this. After all, there are very few skilled workers in the Far East.
"Okay, Chinese, are you willing to join the Soviet army?"
"Of course I do, it's my honor." Yang Mingzhi bowed deeply and said, "My sister is a health worker in the team, and she can serve as a nurse for the infantry regiment. And I, if you are willing, I can take care of you."
Worn firearms were repaired."
The group leader and the political commissar exchanged opinions. In short, the Chinese can stay, but people will be sent to monitor him secretly. It is necessary to be on guard against others, and report it immediately if he is found to be acting in the same place.
In this way, Yang Mingzhi got a new name: Peter Ivanovich Belekov. The girl Carambola was also called: Besica Ivanovich Belekova.
Yang Mingzhi has been integrated into the battle order of this infantry regiment. Just as he said he can repair firearms, he was assigned to the Ordnance Department to specialize in repairing the soldiers' firearms.
The girl Star Tao also recovered under the care of doctors and nurses. Although she did not understand Russian, she was still studying hard. The girl changed into the clothes of a Soviet nurse and started her old profession.
On the roster, Yang Mingzhi and Yang Tao are brothers and sisters, but they have to bow their heads under the roof. The two have to keep a low profile. They even claim to be Mongolians in the Soviet Union. With military status, they are already regular soldiers of the Soviet Union.