"There are no ifs in history!" Yang Mingzhi sighed.
In fact, these people did not know at the time that the superior German troops were already waiting outside the forest. They only needed to set up machine gun and artillery positions. The Soviet army broke through and fought against the metal storm with their flesh and blood. The result was just as Peronisky said.
In other words, it was a brutal massacre.
But if these nine thousand people are willing to stay in Novgomel, is it the perfect choice? No! Dialectics told Yang Mingzhi that with nine thousand more mouths, in those days before the first batch of potatoes was produced, Novgomel
Famine breaks out in Merry!
When the large forces evacuated, they naturally collected food on a large scale in Catfish Village, leaving limited food. At that time, including the troops left behind, its total population was only two to three thousand, and the food could be enough for a while!
Food determines the ability of an army to continue fighting, and this has been the case throughout the ages. Today Novgomel can be regarded as having a population of 40,000, which is a huge mouth! Before the potato harvest in May, the problem of food shortage still exists
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In July last year, more than 10,000 people were left in the swamp. How should I face it? Furthermore, with so many people, who is the real commander? At least not myself, how can I serve a mere battalion commander?
Fortunately, there were only a thousand men left in the 284th Division at the beginning, and nearly half of them were members of their own special anti-tank battalion.
Yang Mingzhi was secretly grateful that history had chosen him to become the actual leader of the 284th Division. A series of victories also showed Stalin that he was an officer who was very good at fighting.
There is no more meaning in recalling what happened last year. Yang Mingzhi said with relief: "Comrade Peronisky, we have reached the same goal through different paths. I think you need to join us."
"Join you?" Peronisky hesitated, "You are the Guards, and we are just general troops. Our designation is the 173rd Infantry Division. How do we join your 284th Division?"
Since the top command of this unit is here, Peronisky also told his original intention.
The membership structure of the so-called Locomotive Guerrilla Brigade has been greatly different from the beginning. Because of the dangers of the war, even if the railway workers and police were armed, they were not soldiers after all, and many people died in the first few military operations. This unit did not exist until
The regular army soldiers who fled into the forest joined in, and the combat effectiveness was improved.
Among them, the largest number were the stragglers of the 32nd Group Army, and the 173rd Division had the largest number of officers and soldiers.
Peronisky had his own dignity. Most of the soldiers of the 32nd Army died or were captured. Only a small number fled into the forest or retreated early. Whether the designation of this unit exists is a serious problem.
Therefore, Peronisky and his comrades believed that they were among the very few 32nd Army troops remaining in enemy-occupied areas.
Listening to what this man said, Yang Mingzhi also had some emotions. After all, he was a soldier. The so-called solid soldier, the 32nd Army, this unit may have been rebuilt in the rear, but it lost all the members of the army.
Veterans, the new army group is completely different from the previous one - because it has no military spirit.
And Peronisky and his men are the only remaining fruits of this army! This is what they are proud of, fighting in the name of the 32nd Army, and this is one of the reasons why they can survive until now.
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "I understand. Everyone has a reason to fight. You are also fighting for revenge for your dead comrades."
"No!" Peronisky interrupted: "It's not just for them, there are railway employees in our team, they are also fighting for their colleagues. In the final analysis, we are all to defend the motherland."
"Probably to protect the Slavic mother."
Yang Mingzhi's words were quite joking, but they surprised Peronisky. He quickly emphasized: "We are defending the motherland and the Soviets."
"Well, now it's not just about defending the Soviets." Yevlov couldn't help but interject, "Our chief of staff is actually right. The statement about defending the Slav mother is indeed very appropriate."
Yang Mingzhi turned to look at this guy with a deep face. Yevlov is relatively silent most of the time, and it seems that most people are relatively silent. Today he can feel this way, and obviously most Soviet people also feel this way.
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The scene was a bit awkward. Two middle-aged Russians looked up with stubbled faces and deep eye sockets full of wrinkles. They seemed to be deep in melancholy thinking.
"Oh! If it weren't for the fact that smoking is banned in the hospital, we could actually have one!" Yang Mingzhi broke the loneliness with one sentence and cheered up Peronisky. He really wanted to puff away the smoke for a while.
Cigarettes are something that everyone from officers to soldiers likes. This old guy from the 32nd Army made no secret of his love for cigarettes.
As we all know, smoking is harmful to health. But on the battlefield where life is threatened by death at any time, the chronic damage of nicotine can be completely ignored. Being able to smoke means that I am still alive; smoking tobacco from my hometown is like breathing the air of my hometown; a puff of cigarette
Once it enters the lungs, blood and death can be temporarily forgotten.
Yang Mingzhi knew this very well, so he took out a box from his pocket, put it into Peronisky's trembling hands, and said a few more words: "Comrade! Smoking is prohibited in the hospital. If you are really bored, you can smoke outside.
A few."
"Yes, I know this. These are actually German cigarettes. It seems that your life is really good."
Peronisky's excitement was written on his face, and the man told some of his past events without hesitation. The so-called fighting life in the past few months, all kinds of supplies were either robbed or corpses were picked up, and the German soldiers who were killed were eventually killed.
After becoming naked, the officers and soldiers of the 284th Division at least would not pull off the enemy's underwear, but other "extremely vicious" guerrillas would dare to do anything in order to survive.
Although it was a particularly crazy thing, Peronisky claimed that he ate the corpses of his enemies because he was tortured by hunger.
This was a disgusting thing. The war had caused him so much blood that he looked down upon everything, even his own life.
Guerrillas in desperate situations have been seen eating dead bodies throughout the ages. Yang Mingzhi was shocked and shocked. Thinking about it, it doesn't matter. I still have a good plan to completely draw this guy and his troops into the 284th Division's system and use them for me.
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Yang Mingzhi asked earnestly: "Comrade Peronisky, what you basically mean is to return to the place where you fought after getting enough supplies?"
"Yes! We have received intelligence that there are guerrillas with strong combat capabilities in the swamp. Now we have found you, and you are not pure guerrillas. I am very grateful to you for your treatment, but our battlefield is in
Outside the swamps, we must continue to harass the Germans, for the reasons I have already stated!"
"That damn railroad, right?"
"Yes, sir! We will try our best to destroy the railway!" Peronisky stretched out his arms and gestured: "We often see military trains passing by the damn railway, but our weapons are too crude, and only bullets are fired at the locomotive.
It’s meaningless, if only you could help us!”
"What about? Enough explosives?!"
Peronisky affirmed: "Yes, what we lack most is explosives. In the past, the only explosives we had were just to blow up railroad tracks. After two sabotage activities, we no longer had explosives. But the enemy quickly repaired them.
The damage caused to the railway is just to delay the railway transportation for a few hours, and we cannot profit. I think the only real good way is to destroy the train and derail it!"
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "So you still want more explosives. I thought you needed more food and reliable clothes."
Peronisky said excitedly: "Food and clothing, if you are willing to support us comrades, of course we will accept it!"