The retreat was full of life and death, and the victorious troops led by Kuznetsov gained more than the troops who arrived first.
The uniforms of the Romanian prisoners who were stripped of their uniforms were at least very clean and tidy. The sloppy Soviet soldiers who had been marching in the forest for several weeks decisively put on these clothes. There were also many people who were wearing these clothes.
The residents found something suitable in their wardrobes, so everyone dressed up in a variety of ways. They didn't even look like a regular army, but more like guerrilla partners like Boboski.
Bullets consume a lot of money on the battlefield, and many soldiers also throw away their Soviet-style weapons to save the enemy during special times.
It was this kind of troops that once again achieved a major victory. Now that the retreat continued, Kuznetsov ordered the two regiments to move to the rear. They were considered elite troops, holding some of the last heavy weapons, such as heavy machine guns and mortars, to prepare for the enemy.
pursuit.
There are also some companies of scouts who serve as sentries to monitor the road into the swamp area and pay close attention to the enemy's situation.
Yang Mingzhi and the troops he was sitting in, the 284th Guards Division, could no longer suffer large-scale losses. Kuznetsov ordered: "Berekov, Yevlov, your troops are Guards troops.
We must maintain our strength. As long as your last thousand men are still there, the heroic unit of the 284th Guards Division will be rebuilt soon."
After hearing this, Yevlov immediately received the order and led his troops to retreat, heading to Catfish Village under the leadership of the militia.
Yang Mingzhi shrugged. The original intention of Kuznetsov's words was that he hoped that the troops would return to the rear area, and the result would be that they would be reorganized and then go into war. This was not what he wanted. Yang Mingzhi knew that the future war would only be
More sinister.
The winter of 1941 was by far the coldest winter on record in Russia. During the most difficult moments of the Moscow Battle, conditions even reached minus 25 degrees for several days. Moreover, the small group led by Kuznetsov finally
The breakout troops will return to the battlefield a few months later, and the commander himself will participate in the Battle of Moscow.
On balance, that was not what Yang Mingzhi hoped for, especially when he saw his lovely wife and his comrades who followed him through fire and water. Participating in the Battle of Moscow? That was almost a death sentence! Either he died in glory or he was frozen to death in the cold.
Now, the retreat of the 284th Division has begun. The guerrilla Nineri led his small unit to lead the way, and the entire army formed two rows to advance.
Yang Mingzhi ordered Yang Tao to get off the carriage. The girl shook the dust off her body, then tied her hair and laughed.
"You did everything I asked you to do, right?"
"Yes. I've already changed my socks, and that one, too, if you asked me to."
She was obviously shy when she said that, and Yang Mingzhi nodded. After all, women are not men. When traveling in the swamp, there is a chance that they will be forced to walk on the mud, and there is a higher chance of falling into the mud. So once unclean mud gets in, bacteria will invade.
Well, it's really a big trouble for such a child, so since ancient times, there has been no big pool in the women's bathhouse.
Yang Mingzhi was still worried, so he simply found a hemp rope and wrapped it around her.
"Husband, what are you doing?" Yang Tao was a little confused.
"I'm afraid you'll fall into the mud. Just think of the Red Army crossing the grass. If you fall in, I can pull you up."
Yang Tao had heard these statements from comrades in the Anti-Japanese Alliance before, saying that there were indeed Red Army soldiers swallowed by the mud. Her husband's worries were very correct. He really cared about me! The girl felt very happy, so she just married him.
When the couple tied each other with ropes, the troops had already moved out. Ninelli didn't know why the leader of the troops was so stained, so he immediately separated from the head of the team and found the ********* man on one side of the team.
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"Hey! What are you doing?"
"Of course it's to tie my wife to me." Yang Mingzhi said cheerfully. In fact, his behavior clearly demonstrated his purpose. Ninelli quickly waved his hand, saying that the so-called swamp was not that dangerous.
"Like other troops, we are advancing along the dirt road between the ponds. Although it is very roundabout, there is absolutely no danger." Ninelli guaranteed with his own personality that he would lead everyone to Catfish Village.
Yang Mingzhi decided to believe in this man. Maybe in the future the war will turn into a guerrilla war, and this man can also become a comrade-in-arms.
Ninelli, his surname in reverse is Lenin, which is a very fashionable surname. This man is an indigenous resident of Catfish Village. This is the first time he has seen Chinese people, so he is naturally very curious about these two foreigners.
Can foreigners become soldiers of the Soviet army, or even officers? Ninelli knew that his question was presumptuous, but Yang Mingzhi still generously took out his military officer ID card. The same was true for Yang Tao, who was only a health worker in the army.
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Yang Mingzhi looked at the surprised comrade kindly. "How about it? Do you believe it now?"
"I believe it. It turns out you are from the Far East. The Soviet Union is really big."
Like this, Yang Tao held her husband's arm, and the couple walked along with the procession, chatting with the curious Ninelli.
Yang Mingzhi did not report his family name more. He and Yang Tao were very similar. They were both war refugees who fled into the Soviet Union. They joined the Soviet army by chance. As for the current situation, they were simply involved in the ruthless war.
It's a miracle that I'm alive to this day.
These words touched the heart of Ninili, a young militiaman who was only 25 years old. He originally thought that he would be a farmer all his life, or maybe have the opportunity to work as a working class person in a factory in Gomel.
"The war has started. Some young people in our village were drafted. I accidentally missed it. Now I know that many of those guys may have died in the battle. So the enemy will inevitably invade us. They will send weapons to
We, we have to defend our village."
Ninelli talked about many things that happened before the war started. There was the Soviet conscription, and the local government urgently armed the villagers to form a militia.
Everyone is a peaceful resident. After the war started, the authorities ordered that no one should escape. Stalin even asked residents in enemy-occupied areas to take up arms and fight the Germans.
This guy showed very simple patriotism, and Yang Mingzhi was very pleased. In the anti-fascist war, the Soviet people and the Chinese people were fighting unyieldingly.
But for Belarusians, the cost of fighting the invaders will be extremely high.
Ninelli had some acquaintances, and Yang Mingzhi was not a very cold person. The two had a great conversation and soon became friends.
"I'm four years older than you, you can call me brother." Yang Mingzhi said.
Brother or something like that, Ninelli felt that this statement was too hypocritical. "It is better for us to treat each other as comrades. Now, Comrade Berekov, will your team be withdrawn to the rear soon?"
Yang Mingzhi nodded in agreement, "We have gone through so many cruel battles and finally got to where we are today, just to go to the rear to regain our strength. Furthermore, we should be the only organic unit in the entire northwest front army encirclement that has successfully broken through. In
Kuznetsov and his troops are very important in a political and military sense."
Ninelli sounded a little regretful, "Oh, I thought you would stay. Since the invaders are getting closer and closer, we will soon be in contact with the enemy, and this place will become a front line."
Yang Mingzhi cleared his throat. "This is already the front line, Comrade Ninelli, and soon your rifle will also be useful."
In the matter of retreat, the guerrillas could not retain this tens of thousands of troops. Ninelli talked about the situation in Catfish Village. Many refugees passed through the swamp. They all claimed that the German army massacred the village, and then some people in the swamp
The collective farms were reorganized, and most of the people crossed the Dnieper River by ferry, and many went down the river to Kiev.
Catfish Village will soon be used as a war front. The enemy may be afraid of the complex terrain of the swamp and be unwilling to advance. Ninelli patted his chest: "Even if you all withdraw, I have to stay. I am a Belarusian. For my sake
Our compatriots also have to fight to the death. When you go to the rear, please remember that in the swamp, the residents will not surrender."
Yang Mingzhi had deep respect for this militia soldier and immediately held his hand. "Davarich, Kuznetsov's troops can evacuate. Our 284th Guards Division has always planned to stay."
Ninelli was puzzled for a moment until Yang Mingzhi made it clear that at least the last troops of the 284th Division would remain.
"I am different from Kuznetsov. I don't think breaking out is the right thing for us. Most of the soldiers in our army are Belarusians. This army has lost tens of thousands of soldiers. For them,
We cannot leave Belarus easily. Just like Stalin asked, it is better to stay and fight guerrillas directly."
These words made Ninelli stop. "Comrade Berekov, are you telling the truth?"
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "This is what Acting Division Commander Yevlov and I decided after research. Almost all our soldiers support this decision. After all, there are a lot of Belarusians among our soldiers."
Yang Mingzhi turned around and introduced his new friends. The special anti-tank battalion was pushing and pulling some carriages. There were all kinds of supplies mixed in here, and the soldiers of the entire 284th Division were carrying all kinds of goods.
"Since we are going to fight a guerrilla war, living facilities must keep up. More than a thousand of us will form a team with the militiamen of Catfish Village. As the acting deputy commander of the 284th Guards Division, I want to assure you that one day, I will
Lead you to form a huge team. We will unite the collective farms in the entire swamp, and unite the guerrillas of all sizes. We can form a large army and wait until we launch a full-scale counterattack to fight."
Yang Mingzhi briefly introduced his military road map to Ninelli, basically drawing a big pie. But Ninelli's interpretation was very simple. At least a thousand people joined, and the villagers of Catfish Village had more
chance to survive.
"Okay, Comrade Berekov, we are friends now, and we will be partners fighting side by side in the future."
Yang Mingzhi was very satisfied and immediately stood up and saluted. Ninelli returned the unfamiliar greeting and then hugged him.