Yang Mingzhi finally lay on the ground. Now he stretched out his arms, with his wife on the left and Natasha on the right. The arms were used as pillows for the girl. It was obvious that they were both very tired and soon curled up and fell asleep.
"You two are really soft. Logically, I can give you a massage to dispel some of the fatigue. Let's just make do with it for now." Yang Mingzhi said to himself. Maybe his wife understood this meaning in a daze. One of her legs
He lifted it up very restlessly and put it directly on Yang Mingzhi's belly. He also raised his arms to his chest, as if he was holding a big pillow.
One is restless, the other is even more restless!
The moonlight shone on their delicate little faces, and they gasped one after another because of fatigue.
"Don't laugh, Lord, who is lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times? I am the luckiest person in this battle." He hugged their waists tightly, and Yang Mingzhi also closed his eyes.
The night was quiet, with only the sound of wind and the snoring of soldiers.
The information about the victory of the battle had not yet been conveyed to the division headquarters in the swamp. Just after the battle, Yevlov sent messengers to ride southward on horses. The horses were captured from the Germans, and there were 90 of them in total.
In order to avoid unnecessary complications, the orderly soldiers sent out a total of ten people. They rode horses and traveled through the starry night. Theoretically, they could arrive the next morning.
It stands to reason that these mounted infantry relied on the captured pack-horses and could not move quickly. In order to send the news of victory back quickly, each messenger rode one horse and pulled another, just like nomads.
action.
People don't sleep, and horses can't rest under the urging of the whip.
The ten people headed south and walked along the forest road all night until they were detected by sentries who were on routine alert outside the base area.
The early morning light shone on the earth, and the messengers figured out their position. They were getting closer and closer to the blacksmith village.
Therefore, the tired people and horses slowed down and wandered for a while before entering the village. However, they also knew that if they walked in such a swagger, they would be spotted by the sentries first.
No, a few soldiers with guns and ammunition emerged from the woods. They leisurely walked over with guns in hand and joined the messengers.
"Are you from Black Earth Village? We are responsible for the security in this area. The cavalry should be ready and wait for the action orders from their superiors."
These sentries obviously regarded themselves as Womansky's people. One of the messengers smiled reluctantly: "Comrade! You are wrong! We are coming from the front line, and the enemy has been eliminated! We came back first to convey the victory.
information."
"We won?" The sentry immediately became energetic and his eyes widened.
"Yes! We are really exhausted. We have been running all night just to deliver this good news. The main force will retreat today, and we must go to see the political commissar immediately."
"Okay, let us lead the way!" After saying that, a sentry motioned to borrow horses. These people all had experience in riding horses. Under his guidance, all the messengers arrived at the Blacksmith Village at eight o'clock in the morning.
At this time, the village was still very quiet, for no other reason than that most of the villagers had been evacuated to shelters in the forest. The only people in the village were militiamen and some production personnel from the arsenal.
The headquarters of the 284th Division still remains here, and Yelentina takes over from Yevlov and is responsible for all military affairs. As for civil affairs, since the Gomel underground municipal committee withdrew here, they immediately reopened and have professional government agency personnel.
, Jelentina knew that her busiest time was finally over.
Early in the morning, Yelentina was still reviewing some documents, which were about the livelihood conditions of the villagers during the evacuation.
She suddenly heard a noise outside the door and the neighing of horses. Just when she was confused, an unexpected guest broke in.
Yelentina was stunned for a moment, and then looked carefully at the disheveled and panting guy. Before she could ask a question, the man saluted and took advantage of her.
"Report to Comrade Political Commissar! Comrade Division Commander ordered us to report to you that we have won this battle! Of the four regiments dispatched by the enemy, three fled and one was completely wiped out!"
"What? Say it again?!"
"Comrade Political Commissar!" the messenger emphasized in tone, "Division Commander Yevlov ordered us to rush back to deliver the news that we have achieved a complete victory in the Second Battle of Pripet!"
Like a spring, Yelentina stood up, "I knew that our army would definitely win, but I didn't expect that we would win now?"
"Yes. The decisive battle was yesterday. I still have a letter from the division commander here." As he spoke, the orderly soldier took out a piece of paper from the linen bag slung across his body and handed it over.
Yelentina has been intimately related to Yevlov for a long time, and she also knows his notes very well.
I can see that the text was written by his hand, and the recorded content is very touching.
"That's great! Now I should convene an urgent meeting to pick up our comrades who have returned victoriously!" Yelentina tried her best to stay calm, but she was actually extremely excited inside.
She waved her hand and told the messenger to go down and rest. She walked out of the office and immediately called her subordinates to summon all the commanders of the remaining troops in Blacksmith Village.
In this way, Joshua and Sashanova, who had withdrawn first, rushed over, along with Kharkiv from the youth camp. Apart from this, there were only some older militiamen left, and their commander also
among the orders.
At this time, Lyudbalev learned the news about the front line from the chatting soldiers. "I can't believe that the 284th Division, relying on a patchwork of troops, actually defeated the enemy's attack of 10,000 people! I am really convinced now
I believe their record last year is completely true." Lyudbalev made an impromptu decision to put aside his official duties and attend a meeting chaired by the division's political commissar.
Of course, Yelentina welcomed these uninvited people, both those who were supposed to come and those who were not supposed to come. She decisively read Yevlov's letter, which cheered everyone up.
Joy was written on everyone's faces, and Yelentina said: "This is a great victory. The division commander and deputy division commander acted decisively in combat, and the tactics they adopted were also very efficient. Counting from the time Niklaus's armored battalion attacked our army,
, the enemy dispatched more than 11,000 troops, but the loss of personnel was as high as 7,000! Please note that only based on the collected dog tags and helmets, the number of dead enemies was over 6,000. Counting the missing and prisoners of war, the enemy lost 6,000 people.
The loss of troops is indeed such. This is simply a miracle of war."
The results of the battle cannot be reflected by words alone. Such enemy-killing data can shock high-level commanders anywhere! They are also guerrillas. Lyudbarev knows that Chaikov’s guerrilla brigade will have difficulty carrying out operations.
As a result of the high-intensity battle, this unit was temporarily incorporated into the 284th Division's combat order during the war. The battle achieved a final victory, and the troops with originally poor combat effectiveness also achieved brilliant results, which is incredible.
So Lyudbarev had to question: "Comrade Yelentina! I believe that the 284th Guards Division was victorious, but such a result is completely beyond imagination. If the enemy's wounded and killed totaled 7,000 people, this
I believe it. But the enemy is dying so much! Do you know what this means?" (To be continued.) 8