In other words, this award ceremony is very brief, but it is also necessary to consider morale.??
Yang Mingzhi and others stood upright, and his heart was filled with turmoil. They saw that Liu Debalev had already taken out the small box and took out the golden star inside.
How could it be possible to say he was not excited? Yang Mingzhi was so excited that his limbs twitched! He tried his best to remain calm, but Lyudbalev simply ridiculed: "Comrade Berekov, a hero like you will still have the chance to win a medal in the future.
A lot. We will not be stingy just because you are Chinese. You are a hero who led the Belarusians to resist aggression. Maybe we will build a monument for you in the future."
Hearing this, if Yang Mingzhi had a tail, he would feel that it could reach the sky! He couldn't help but close his eyes and think about what would happen to him after time travel.
"It's true that heroes are created when circumstances create heroes. I, Yang Mingzhi, actually became the first foreigner in this dimension to win the title of Hero of the Soviet Union and the Medal of Gold Star! This is so exciting!"
After Pinning the medal, Lyudbarev pointed out: "This medal was specially ordered by the leader Stalin. After all, you are a hero. The Soviet Union will not treat heroes badly, and Belarus will not treat heroes badly. You have attracted the attention of the leader."
This small medal is just the beginning. Next, you have to guide the people to continue to fight! The fate of our Belarusian people really needs you!"
It was as if a heavy burden was weighing on him. Since he had gained Stalin's attention, he would definitely continue to rise in the future. He couldn't help but glance at his wife. The girl was also extremely excited. The promise he made to her was being realized little by little.
.In the future, we will invade Berlin as a troop that is best at forest warfare. Only in this way can we be sent to the Far East by Stalin!
Yes, the earliest core of the 284th Division was the troops in the Far East.
The future seemed to be within reach, Yang Ming stood at attention and saluted the mayor.
Liu Debalev was very satisfied. He continued to hold Yang Mingzhi's hand tightly: "Comrade, the safety of these hundreds of us will be left to you. When we retreat in the future, your orders will be everything."
"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of anything now, even if I encounter enemy resistance! Look at the military appearance of our 284th Division and our brand-new weapons. This is the key to our victory!"
Yang Mingzhi did not hesitate to show Lyudbarev the technical weapons of the army. Rocket-propelled grenades, recoilless guns, and even a tank gun converted into a combat anti-aircraft gun.
These were not weapons with powerful firepower in the eyes of the regular Soviet army. When he thought that this unit had been equipped with 152 mm cannons, and then looked at their current situation, Lyudbarev couldn't help but worry.
"What? Comrade Mayor has some doubts about our army?" Yang Mingzhi asked, taking stock of the situation.
How could he not be worried? The enemy has heavy weapons, tanks, and armored vehicles. To defeat them, we need artillery and Soviet tanks. After all, traditional Soviet officials don't know much about military affairs. They don't know some of the weapons that the Soviet army has begun to equip.
, the source comes from this heroic Chinese.
Yang Mingzhi was very modest, and there was no need to brag about the army's previous achievements. He picked up an RPG shooting tool and said, "This is our latest weapon. In fact, the Germans also started using it after they captured it. With it, at least here
I don't have to be afraid of the enemy's tanks in the forest. I can just shoot a grenade with a projectile and complete a perfect destruction."
"Maybe. Maybe I shouldn't question you." Lyudbarev couldn't help scratching his head and continued to ask: "We have made peace, how to arrange the rest of the matter? Shall we return now?"
"Of course, I guess there are Germans chasing us behind us. After all, the enemy will never rest. Since my reconnaissance company destroyed their airport in retaliation, the enemy must send out large troops to pursue us."
The mayor agreed with what Yang Mingzhi said. In order to pass the highway, the troops carried out Ula charges and hand-to-hand combat, and paid almost unbearable losses before escaping safely. Since then, they have not encountered the enemy for two days, but now
It is absolutely irrational to relax your vigilance.
Yang Mingzhi is a colonel, and he even carries his own ID!
Now that the entire team is completely taken over by him, Tchaikov's guerrillas are currently deployed as a battalion. Their losses were too serious. Yang Mingzhi saw these new brothers who had been fighting in the forest for a long time and lived a hungry life.
In addition to a well-fed life and a poor mental state, his military appearance was also appalling.
Tchaikov was ordered to take care of the wounded soldiers, women and children, and all of them must immediately replenish high-calorie food to prepare for the next march.
After being awarded the medal, Yang Mingzhi realized the great responsibility on his shoulders.
He ordered the entire army to rest on the spot for two hours, and then return the same way in the afternoon. While everyone was resting, he stood alone by the river, stroking the gold five-pointed star on his chest and having fun.
"This is gold of real value. It sells for 300 yuan per gram. It is very valuable in itself. Bah! Look at my future! I am now a Hero of the Soviet Union, the first foreigner to receive this honor.
This will leave my name in history!" Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but become intoxicated. The little leader of the arsenal in that dimension was reborn in a new time and space. "Maybe I was really born in this era, and I am destined to make achievements.
After all, heroes can also create trends."
Yang Mingzhi was smoking a cigarette and looking quietly at the river. Behind him, many soldiers were already lighting fires.
Yang Tao and Natasha, the good sisters, held hands and stood beside Yang Mingzhi.
"Brother! Look at us!" Yang Tao's silvery voice brought Yang Mingzhi back from his dream.
Now in front of him were two fair ladies. They put on new cloaks, and Natasha also put on a new cotton coat. They both washed their faces and had very similar braids, which seemed to be
The two deliberately dressed up like sisters.
Yang Mingzhi is very fond of them. To be honest, these two girls are mine!
With his ambition buried deep in his heart, Yang Mingzhi still touched the heads of the two of them in good faith. I don’t know when it started, but the head-touching killing was very effective for both of them. He took advantage of the situation and said: "Now you sisters have become heroes, and the medals on your chest prove it.
I'm afraid Natasha, your record will be higher this time. According to the previous report, you fired three hundred bullets a day, and I don't know how many Nazis died under your gun."
"That's right, it's really hard to count those kills." Natasha said regretfully. "In this case, who can act as a referee to determine whether I was a sniper kill or a wound?"
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "Yes, but through the testimony of witnesses and writing some materials, your record can still be improved."
"That's true. When my record data is handed over to the front army, I think I can be like the sir." At this point, Natasha not only pursed her lips, but shyly pleaded: "Sir, I can touch you. Venus?"
"Of course! I can even let you try wearing it." Yang Mingzhi was in high spirits. It would be a good idea to make the girls look pretty with this gold star medal.
But Natasha refused. "Sir, I know you are testing me. I think I'd better work hard on my own. One day, I will also become a hero of the Soviet Union."
Was there a mistake? It was really speechless. Yang Mingzhi was embarrassed, but he straightened his chest, and the two girls' little hands came together.
…
Two hours was neither long nor short. Those who survived the brutal battle ate beef, mutton and bread one after another, just as Balzen had promised. The troops led by Yang Mingzhi were equipped with iron pots, and the dried meat was boiled in them. By boiling it, you can quickly make a savory broth, and young children can drink milk reconstituted from milk powder.
This was the most sumptuous meal that Tchaikov's guerrillas had had in months, and everyone almost forgot that their situation was still dangerous.
Yang Mingzhi looked at his watch and saw that the time was still up. He gave the order to go home. (To be continued.) 8