Four hundred and seventieth chapters visit the girls (2)
"Of course it will get better." Yang Mingzhi stood up and said: "Natasha, there are also intensive statistics on your results in this battle. I am honored to tell you, because the comrades of the Gomel Municipal Committee have
After witnessing your grace, your official enemy-killing record will improve a lot."
"Really?!"
"That's right, if those people come to testify, the superiors will not suspect anything." Yang Mingzhi walked around the room with his words behind his back. Natasha listened carefully with her eyes wide open.
"Your previous record was to kill 105 enemies. In fact, I know that you hit at least 100 enemies in this battle and destroyed an armored vehicle. Tell me how many bullets you destroyed in this battle.
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"There are seven hundred." Natasha said firmly.
"So many? There are actually seven hundred!"
"Sir, you can investigate this thoroughly. Igor has been taking notes for me. After all, he is acting as an observer."
Yang Mingzhi closed his eyes for a moment and thought. This girl shot so many full-power bullets in a short period of time. Even with a muzzle suppressor, her shoulder would not be able to withstand so many impacts. This is why her shoulder is bruised.
The reason. Furthermore, because I once fought in a hail of bullets, the correct shooting posture could not be completely guaranteed, which also increased the load on the shoulders.
"I believe Igor's record. You did shoot down a lot of bullets in this battle. I know you very well. Even in a melee, the hit rate is guaranteed. You girl likes to shoot the enemy's head the most. You are very particular about it.
One kill. Based on the hit rate, you should have hit three hundred enemies."
"Sir is complimenting me. Maybe I hit a lot, but I didn't kill him with one shot." Natasha's tears had been wiped away, and she seemed very calm when talking about these very professional things. "Sir has educated us.
, sometimes wounding enemy soldiers will force the enemy to dedicate manpower to take care of the wounded. We encountered many enemies in the initial encounter, and I also restrained some enemies through this move."
"You did the right thing." Yang Mingzhi said happily, "Breaking the enemy's arm is enough to make him incapable of fighting. Our battle is not to kill the enemy on the spot. As long as the enemy is injured and permanently disabled, it is enough to make him unable to fight.
Returning to the battlefield has exactly the same effect as killing an enemy."
"So my achievements are not that many, sir!" The girl widened her emerald green eyes.
"Look, I'm serious again."
"No! Sir, I have lost too many things. The only relatives left are my brother, you and sister Besica. I also know that in the future battles and even life after the war is won, I cannot always rely on you. I must do it myself.
Struggle. My record in the war years is crucial to my future! As a soldier, who doesn’t want to make meritorious deeds? Maybe this is my destiny. I can become the most powerful sniper in Belarus and even the entire Soviet Union, so that my life will be better.
It’s worth it.”
"This is true." Looking at this girl, Yang Mingzhi naturally thought of Lyudmila Pavlichenko.
She was a heroine who killed 309 enemies. After Crimea was occupied by the Germans, she also returned to the rear. The record was fixed here, and the generals did not want her to take risks on the front line again. The reason why she is so famous is that
After retiring to the second line, she went to allied countries to gain support for the Soviet Union, and she became a diplomat.
Look at Natasha in front of her again. She is also a woman but full of fighting spirit. It can be said that her struggle is for military glory, but actually it is for herself. People must have a goal in life, and becoming the strongest sniper is her goal. So-called
Yang Mingzhi believed that it was true to use military exploits as a way to please herself, her beloved. She asked herself that girls like this were always exposed in front-line battles. She was lucky not to be shot. If something unexpected happened, what else would there be to please herself?
use?
Basilone, who killed three thousand Japs with two heavy machine guns, also died on Iwo Jima. The hero's death in battle had a great impact on morale. If Natasha was ill, the consequences would be disastrous.
Yang Mingzhi stopped talking about the battle. It was the best to see the two girls smiling. Yang Mingzhi sat on the bed, and next to him was Kostya.
"Now our team has entered a rare period of rest. The enemy has suffered heavy losses and has no time to go south to attack us. You three children must seize the opportunity to learn knowledge while taking advantage of this opportunity."
"I will, Uncle Belekov!" Kostya said quickly.
"Okay! You must learn mathematics well, and you will become a mechanical expert in the future."
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It was finally time for dinner. The ladies in the cafeteria easily learned how to make noodles. They mixed the noodles with a large amount of vegetables and boiled them. A large iron bucket was pushed into the hospital, and the aroma suddenly filled the air.
The soldiers knew that this dining model came from the deputy division commander's hometown and was more delicious than eating bread.
The nurse brought a few bowls of noodles, and Yang Mingzhi said: "Put the food on the table. You can go out. I will take care of the patients here."
The originally quiet hospital lobby was now a little noisy. In addition to the sound of voices, there was the noise of soldiers gobbling up food.
Yang Mingzhi stood up and closed the door. He looked at the four bowls of noodles. To be honest, the skills of the people in the kitchen were average. These were just bowls of noodles. But there was an egg in each bowl. Yang Mingzhi thought about it and decided to
Pick up a spoon and put the eggs into another bowl.
He personally held the bowl and walked up to Natasha. "You are a wounded person. Eat two eggs."
"But you, sir."
"I'm very healthy. Eggs are nutritional supplements. Eating more of them will help your body recover."
Yang Tao looked at the two of them affectionately, feeling a little envious in his heart. It was just envy. Yang Tao was not jealous of anything. He touched his belly. Yesterday, this man loved her very much.
"Brother! Since you have set an example, I will also give you the eggs."
Natasha was flattered: "No! No! Bessika, you are my sister. You may have had internal injuries in this battle, although they are not serious. You should eat the eggs to replenish your body."
"It doesn't matter, my injuries are negligible. Look at Kostya, he's too thin, I'll give him my eggs. My husband plans to train him to be an excellent student, and I can't just say nothing."
Yang Mingzhi sees all this, and his wife's words are all sincere. She likes Natasha very much. It is a wonderful thing for two girls to be like sisters in this foreign country, and Yang Mingzhi feels much more relieved now.
, at least there won’t be any jealousy.
Yang Mingzhi had nothing important to do this whole day, and the four thousand soldiers who stayed in the military camp were even more relaxed. It would be nonsense to say that he was not tired after the battle. As a soldier, there was almost no chance to sleep in, but today many people slept in
By noon. In the afternoon, people were wandering around or gathering to play cards. In order to satisfy everyone's desire to relax, Yelentina thought for a while and took out some seized wine.
She was also afraid that these soldiers would cause trouble after drinking, because she was too drunk last night and caused some embarrassment.
Each soldier could only drink a little to satisfy his craving, which was so satisfying that some even traded uneaten bread with villagers for wine!
Because of this, Yang Mingzhi met two very strange patients in the hospital, and he could smell the smell of wine lees from a long distance away.
Raslyutin went over to smell it and said only one sentence: "This is drunk."
It was such a peaceful day. Soldiers could get drunk to the point of unconsciousness. Did they relax too much by giving them a holiday? Yang Mingzhi scratched his head. Fortunately, the holiday was only for three days and the chaos would not last long. (To be continued.