After many hardships, Balzen finally led hundreds of people to the banks of the Dnieper River.
In front of everyone is a wetland along the river, and to the east is a wide, sparkling river. As the sun sets, the entire land is dim yellow, and the river reflects the sunset. It is so beautiful, but it also has
A touch of desolation.
Once here Natasha felt relieved.
"Today's march is finally higher than the first stage! We are running very fast, and the enemy will definitely not be able to catch up with us. Moreover, maybe they did not pursue us." The girl stretched her arms and said to herself.
Igor is not so optimistic. Maybe the enemy is not pursuing, maybe they have a huge number of pursuers. Things are still looking at the worst, so that the troops can calmly deal with it in critical moments.
He patted the girl on the back: "Child, stop admiring the sunset. Go and build your own shack for tonight like everyone else."
The girl's sweet little face turned back and asked: "What about you?"
"Of course I'm going to fish in the mud ponds!" As he said this, Balzen had already taken off his shoes and rolled up his trouser legs. Natasha knew what he was going to do at a glance. Look at the mud ponds by the river. Catfish must be gathering here.
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There are many bonfires lit, and the night is cold. Everyone sleeps around the bonfire without having to worry about anything.
Perhaps this is human instinct. People in the Stone Age learned to light fires, and the dancing flames gave everyone safety. They no longer have to worry about wild beasts, and flames are also the key to barbecue.
Balzen's men all had experience in fishing. Taking the lead from the soldiers of the reconnaissance company, the guerrillas launched an emergency fishing operation. When they saw many soldiers happily holding catfish they found in the mud, the temper of the entire team was aroused.
Get mobilized!
For this reason, Balzen, Lyudbalev and others were no longer idle. He even encouraged: "In our 284th Division, the key to maintaining extremely high combat effectiveness for more than half a year is to have enough food and clothing by ourselves.
.We personally catch fish to fill our own bellies, which is a required course in guerrilla warfare."
Food and grass have always been the key to determining the long-term combat effectiveness of an army. If you run out of food, you really can only eat minced meat. However, spring is about to begin in the Dnieper River. After the ice and snow melt on a large scale, the fish in the river are getting more and more crazy. The dormant ones are
The catfish were in a commotion. They concentrated in the mud, and it was not surprising that they were caught by the guerrilla fighters.
Almost every soldier caught their own fish, even if their legs were almost frozen to the ground when they stepped on the mud.
Igor had a great harvest. He was lucky enough to catch five fish, and gave three to women and children. He only took away two.
When he returned to Natasha, he was already holding two clean ones.
The temptation of fish stimulated her stomach. Natasha and the soldiers of the reconnaissance company gathered together. After Igor returned, everyone started grilling fish around the campfire.
There were also soldiers who threw potatoes into the hot ashes of vegetation, as was the case with the most primitive baked potatoes.
Many days had passed since the expedition to Blacksmith Village. These days were either fierce battles or boring and tiring marches. Being burned by the warm flames, Natasha even moaned a few times in comfort.
She took off her shoes, untied her leggings, and exposed her whole calf to the fire.
"This is really comfortable. The pain in my legs disappears as soon as it is roasted by the fire."
Her behavior is not surprising, because the same is true for the majority of soldiers. After all, these people are fishing for fish while lying down, and after landing, they use the cold and biting river water to wash away the silt.
Everyone knows that the river water at this time is deadly, it is too cold. Only winter swimming experts can endure the cold, but everyone started talking around the campfire, and a group of young soldiers came to Natasha in front of the only girl.
Bragging about their impressive martial arts skills. How could the so-called ice water freeze polar bears to death?
Natasha was amused by the jokes, and she was in a good mood. At this time, a soldier simply encouraged her: "Why don't we let our heroine sing!"
It is a tradition to sing songs at the campfire. Natasha knew this, and besides, her comrades all applauded!
"Okay! Then I'll sing it!" The girl raised her chest shyly, seeing this, please stop arguing about Igor.
Natasha stood up, took a deep breath, and a beautiful singing voice came from her little mouth.
"There is a long and winding path that leads to the misty distance. I want to follow this long and narrow path and follow my lover to the battlefield~..."
This is the famous Soviet song "Little Road", composed by Vladimir Gregorevich Chakharov in 1934. This is a song to commemorate the Soviet-Russian Civil War, because of its poignant charm, as well as the harmony
The lyrics, which are similar to the Great Patriotic War, immediately resonated with the soldiers who listened to the song.
Yes, countless girls bid farewell to their lovers. These young soldiers left their hometowns along the paths of their hometowns and reported to their respective troops. In the end, the girls also joined the war, became military doctors, and finally rescued their lovers.
People have to look at the girl Natasha again. The lyrics seem to be talking about girls like her. Unknowingly, many soldiers have gathered around this campfire. They are guerrilla fighters, attracted by the girl's ethereal singing.
Come.
Natasha became interested, and since the soldiers were willing to listen, she sang some songs herself.
Balzen didn't come to join in the fun, he had more important things to do.
Lyudbarev joked a bit: "I didn't know our heroine was still a singer. Maybe when the war is over, she can go to the music academy to study."
"It depends on her wishes. The war broke out after this child graduated from ninth grade. I think she will eventually make up for her studies, get a diploma and then go to college for further studies." Thinking about it, Balzen shook his head. Because that's it.
Her contribution during the war years was enough to become a hero of the Soviet Union, a hero of Belarus, and even a household name!
Of course, she must survive this hail of bullets.
It would be too bad to think about it any further. Balzen quickly changed the subject and asked the radio operator: "Have the wires been pulled up now? We have to report to the division headquarters and report our situation!"
"It'll be fine soon, but I'm worried about whether I can get a response if I report to your division headquarters at this time." The radio operator said a few extra words.
Balzen was very confident and said to the Gomel Municipal Party Committee personnel beside him: "Comrades, the radio station of our 284th Division is on 24 hours a day. Although we hardly use the maximum power to report to the outside world, we receive external signals.
No problem. As long as we send the right information, we can hear back quickly even if it's one o'clock in the morning."
This really broke Lyudbalev's suspicion. "If that's true, that would be great. I also really want to know if we can contact your deputy division commander. I heard that he personally led the team to greet us this time.
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"He will be back soon, he must be on the way!" Balzen ordered the radio operator to continue the intense debugging until the Soviet military band was debugged. (To be continued.) 8