The 284th Guards Division, equivalent to two battalions, is advancing towards the highway.
When walking through the swamp, your shoes must be wet. After the rain, even the dry roads in the swamp are muddy. Yang Mingzhi looked at his men, especially the children, who found it difficult to march in the mud.
Suddenly a girl screamed loudly, and Yang Mingzhi ran over quickly.
"What are you doing!"
The girl was seen hugging her leg, and a dark thing was crawling on her calf. It was obviously a leech! She wanted to drag the thing away, but it was too slippery.
"Stop!" Yang Mingzhi ordered, "Idiot, do you want this thing to get into your veins?"
"But, what should I do?" The girl cried sadly. She was still a soldier like this. At this moment, Yang Mingzhi doubted his prediction. These dolls had experienced marching and target shooting, and they never expected to create this army.
The first casualty was actually a leech.
Yang Mingzhi was very calm. He took out a small box from his backpack. This was a box for salt, and every soldier had one. The salt was sprinkled on the leech, and the thing began to squirm violently, and soon turned into a pool of scarlet.
of sewage.
"Bessica!"
"I'm coming!"
Yang Tao immediately caught up with her husband's greeting. Yang Mingzhi looked at his current wife, who was dirty. "Did you fall just now?"
"No, I slipped. I'm not good at walking in mud."
Yang Mingzhi shook his head helplessly. It was really heart-breaking to let this girl go free. "You bandage your comrade, her leg is injured. That's it. The troops must get out of the swamp today. You have to act fast."
Yang Tao watched her husband turn and leave. He looked really majestic and even a little scary. He was about to turn into a murderous maniac again. Yang Tao helplessly unwrapped his medical bag and bandaged his comrades.
In the evening, the swamp was finally gone. The entire army rested on a grassy field. Some soldiers urgently set up machine gun positions for guarding, while hidden sentries were stationed far away from the camp.
Yang Mingzhi took off his shoes, rinsed his shoes and socks in the pond, and then wring them clean. This place is still far from the road, and the possibility of German troops moving here is slim, so the troops began to light bonfires. Most of the soldiers and them
Like the commander, the muddy shoes and socks were washed and dried by the campfire.
The soldiers were all exhausted, so they simply ate some dry food. Everyone built a temporary shelter, covered themselves with blankets, and snored loudly.
Yang Mingzhi was sitting by the bonfire, and Elena came over with ill intentions. She skewered a potato with a branch and roasted it in front of the flames.
"Hey, I heard that you were very strict with Bessika today. This is not like you. You love her very much."
"It's because of love that I'm strict with her." Yang Mingzhi looked at the flames with dull eyes, "She can't always be under my protection. There are also those child soldiers. I have to be responsible for many people.
Strictness is what protects them."
Jelentina understood, "Maybe you should accompany her. Bessika really worked hard today."
"Forget it." Yang Mingzhi pointed, "I found a good guy for her. As for Natasha, I think the two of them are like sisters." Yelentina followed the direction of his finger and only
I saw two girls talking and laughing. Isn't it true that they are tired from a day's work?
After talking about Natasha, Yang Mingzhi gave her a special task. This girl has great talent, but what she lacks is practical experience. Yang Mingzhi is already dreaming about Pavlichenko and Zaitsev
It's all too far away. Those legendary snipers should be classified as legends. This Natasha, she might be able to create a legend.
Therefore, this girl's mission is to stay with Yang Mingzhi and give her tasks directly after the battle begins, such as a machine gunner who specializes in shooting enemies, an officer, etc.
Early in the morning, the morning horn broke through the tranquility, and the breeze blew across the earth from north to south. It was really cold.
Yang Mingzhi cooked some hot porridge and couldn't help but shiver. By September, the Russian winter is coming. Winter here came early in Lao Maozi. In the Russian part of the Soviet Union, in the autumn of 1941, there was more rain than in previous years.
, this year’s winter was extremely cold that only happened once in a thousand years.
Yang Mingzhi was ready to go, and he inspected the soldiers' quarters. The veterans quickly regained their energy. The militiamen were not used to sleeping in the open, and the children. Yang Mingzhi saw the little star fruit, and she and her men hugged each other.
Natasha is also a pretty girl. Is it too cold? The two of them hugged each other to keep warm.
He ordered the trumpeter to blow the assembly trumpet again right where the children were sleeping. The loud sound alarmed everyone.
"The Germans are coming! You have three minutes to get dressed and pick up your weapons! Dawai! Dawai!"
Suddenly, the children were in a hurry, and Yang Mingzhi was still calling Dawai desperately. Many soldiers gathered around to watch the children's excitement. Yang Mingzhi didn't have much leisure. He just looked at his watch.
"Stop it, the time has come. For those who are not ready to fight, you will unfortunately die."
The so-called death is only symbolic, but the children were not well gathered, which is really embarrassing.
The troops continued to advance, and Star Tao was a little depressed. Does that man still love his wife? Or is this battle really too critical and he must remain serious?
At this moment, Yang Mingzhi was walking at the head of the team, and a platoon of leading soldiers was exploring the road about 500 meters ahead. The reconnaissance platoon further ahead had already reached the road.
These scouts are like owls, and their mission is to keep an eye on every move on the road. The Germans are passing through this road, and their traffic is not heavy. A transport team will pass by the ambush site in about three hours.
The scouts chose the battlefield where two woods sandwiched a road, surrounded by some small slopes. The thatch here grew one meter high, and there were not many small flats. It was completely impossible to ambush a team of more than a thousand people in the forest.
No problem, this is a good place for an ambush.
In fact, the best ambush battle is of course from a high position. It is best for the Germans to walk in the mountain stream, and the ambush troops attack on the hillside, just like the Battle of Pingxingguan. It is a pity, it is a pity that Belarus only has hills and vast forests, and the troops
At most, you can learn from the Eighth Route Army's Shentou Ridge ambush battle.
The troops continued to advance and finally arrived at the battlefield in the afternoon. The entire team was ambushed in the forest. Yang Mingzhi rested with his back against a big tree, holding a kettle and drinking water happily.
Yelentina came forward with a hunched body and squatted in front of Yang Mingzhi: "How about, should we prepare for the offensive now?"
"No! Not yet! The team is too tired. There will be no battle today."
"Not today? Tomorrow? Is it tomorrow? I think we wait for the enemy convoy to come over. We will fight quickly and we can get out of the battle at night."
Yang Mingzhi shook his finger and said with a smile: "Comrade Political Commissar, according to regulations, you should not interfere in military operations."
When Yelentina heard this, she immediately blushed. "Okay, I will listen to you."
"That's right. It's a taboo for military strategists to go on expeditions without troops. It's very dangerous for us to go deep alone like this. Now the soldiers must recharge their batteries. Besides, we have to add some seasoning to the battlefield."
"Spice? Are you setting some traps?" Yelentina suddenly thought of landmines, but the troops did not carry any landmines when they set out this time.
"It's just a mine, but a very special mine at this time."
Yang Mingzhi freely advocated that he had watched "Tunnel Warfare" and "Mine Warfare" countless times back then. Those movies were serious war instructional films! What he planned was exactly what the Eighth Route Army and the early People's Liberation Army were good at, which was to use grenades as weapons.
For landmines, when the enemy passes by, the soldiers ambush thirty meters away and pull the hemp rope violently to delay the fuse from igniting.
Yelentina listened to his simple statement. This Chinese is really a madman. Is this how they use grenades? She suddenly remembered that this crazy guy ordered the people in the blacksmith village to make some grenades filled with gasoline.
"That's crazy! Absolutely crazy! Do you want to shorten the battlefield to only thirty meters?"
"That's not bad." Yang Mingzhi looked at the man disapprovingly. "I actually want to save some ammunition. An ordinary soldier can throw a grenade thirty meters away, or even fifty meters away.
If we use it intensively, the effect will be great. Then it will be a mortar feast."
This is the battle plan, and it sounds like the various weapons must be perfectly coordinated.
"Okay, after the soldiers have finished eating, you must have a pre-war meeting. Leave your words until then."
Yang Mingzhi smiled confidently. Just as Yelentina was about to leave, she was pulled back. "Wait, comrade. Please call Besica and Natasha to my side."