The "Enlarged Conference on the Urgent Development of the Guerrilla Movement in Novgomel" will finally start tomorrow!
The moment Yang Mingzhi opened his eyes, he realized the fact that this meeting was of vital importance to everyone, especially to himself.
Salinchkin must be hiding a lot of things!
At the morning signal, all the soldiers got up immediately and started their daily morning exercises - running in formation for one kilometer with light equipment. Afterwards, they washed up, tidied up their housework, and went to the cafeteria to eat. After breakfast, the morning training officially began.
Therefore, Chenhao is equally effective for Yang Tao, not to mention that her current position is "Military Advisor", professionally guiding the young soldiers in the youth camp to shoot. Now she has no reason to stay in bed.
The couple each had their own things to do, and no one was free. They said goodbye after they left the house. Seeing her jumping away, Yang Mingzhi put away his smile, put on his hat and went straight to the division office to start his conversation.
Today’s task is to write a plan.
It is very close to late April. If this is a low latitude, the temperature in the morning will be particularly mild. The situation in Belarus is much worse. Yang Mingzhi even saw the guards at the entrance of the division, panting and puffing out white air. Even so
, it’s still good weather today!
Carrying a small piece of black bread, Yang Mingzhi hurriedly entered the office, threw his briefcase on the wooden table, immediately took out his notebook, and subconsciously started writing.
A little clerical girl offered a cup of black tea. Yang Mingzhi just concentrated on sorting out his thoughts, chewed bread, and drank the tea in one gulp.
In a daze, he realized something was wrong. Why was there still someone giving me some tea and water?
Before the girl left, Yang Mingzhi suddenly raised his head and saw this familiar face. "Hey! Sorkina, I didn't expect that you are already working at the division headquarters?"
"Of course they work here!" A familiar voice came from the telegraph room next door. Yevlov emerged from it and said cheerfully: "Berekov, you know the mood very well. The fertilizer plant has been completed and put into operation, and you have become a female."
Four girls were brought back from the barracks. Our division has always been short of civilian personnel, and you did a great job this time."
"Oh! If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten it!" Yang Mingzhi slapped his forehead.
When he came back yesterday, he only cared about fertilizer. There were four girls who needed to be arranged for this trip. Since they were temporarily incorporated into the security force, it was natural to order tea and water at the division headquarters.
"Okay, you continue to do your own thing!" Yevlov waved his hand, pushed the girl away, brought a stool and sat in front of Yang Mingzhi.
"Okay, Belekov, I'm not sure what your intentions are, but there's no problem in temporarily arranging for three girls to come in as handymen."
Yang Mingzhi picked up the pen again and said: "These four girls are not suitable to be ordinary soldiers. I plan to train them into communications soldiers and place them in the communications class of the division headquarters."
"That's a good arrangement." Yevlov winked and changed the subject: "Let's talk about tomorrow's events. Just now I visited Catfish Village, Black Earth Village, and even Homnich Military Station, and the Sulfur Mine Garrison.
An order was issued. Representatives from various places were sent to the Blacksmith Village immediately to hold a meeting."
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "I thought you had already made a notice."
"Of course! This meeting is related to the future of Novgomel. They knew it at the beginning of the month and the materials were ready! I just announced the final comrades, and representatives from all over the country will also set off this morning. It is expected that all plenary meetings will be held at noon.
All here!"
"Everyone! There will be another banquet at noon today?" Yang Mingzhi joked with a grin.
"A banquet? That's true! But you, don't always think about eating." Yevlov sighed, stood up and clasped his hands behind his back, looking out the window: "But I didn't write the manuscript of my speech. This is not true.
I am lazy, but what can I write? I can lead troops to fight, but doing political work is difficult for me."
Yang Mingzhi burst into laughter...
"What? Berekov, are you laughing at me?"
"No! No! How could I laugh at my comrades?" Yang Mingzhi regained his composure, typed on his blank notebook and said, "Look, I am the same, and now I don't have a word!"
After saying this, Yevlov became more enthusiastic and muttered: "You are very unusual. You can give impromptu speeches in the cafeteria, in the hospital, and even in various public places, and the majority of soldiers and even the people can listen.
Enjoy it. You don’t need a manuscript at all! Besides, even if you write a manuscript, no one can understand it except your wife. Your Chinese writing is simply a set of complicated pictures. I just imagine that in our army
If more Chinese people are deployed in various units and pass letters using Chinese-adapted codes, even if they are captured by the enemy, there will be no loss."
Even my wife cannot understand many Chinese characters!
Yang Mingzhi did not refute. Senior officers like Yevlov were like a large number of people who were promoted by rockets after the Great Purge. They were not only loyal to Stalin, but also because they had made military exploits as grassroots soldiers or officers.
, but the war suddenly broke out, and they did not have time to learn to truly command thousands of troops.
At least Yevlov has grown a lot. Yang Mingzhi applauded: "If there are more Chinese people in the army, our intelligence transmission is indeed extremely safe. Your idea reminds me, how about I arrange a new job for Besica?"
, let her be a Chinese teacher and suddenly educate our telegraph operators to speak Chinese."
Yevlov's eyes suddenly widened and he waved his hand: "I really can't keep up with your pace! Let's talk about our current problems. Since you haven't written any materials yet, I'm not in a hurry. Originally, I
I want you to write one for me. Since you are very busy, I will ask other staff members to help me polish the writing."
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "That's okay, let's not waste time! Give me some quiet time alone!"
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Yang Mingzhi thought about Yevlov's speech, what is it? To put it bluntly, he has been ignored now. For the 284th Division, he is more like a mascot. In fact, it cannot be regarded as a mascot.
The mascot should be Natasha, who is invincible and has a record of killing enemies.
The position of division commander must be filled by someone, and Yevlov only held the position.
Nowadays, the people in charge of the whole of Novgomel are the Municipal Party Committee. On the military side, I am Yang Mingzhi, and on the political side, I am Yelentina.
Let’s talk about the meeting that starts tomorrow. The unopened documents from Salinchkin are the highlight. Thinking of this, Yang Mingzhi couldn’t help but wonder more about what the documents brought from Moscow could be.
For ordinary people, no one can guess.
For the foresighted Yang Mingzhi, the contents of those blocked documents were nothing more than Moscow’s orders and requirements for the guerrilla movement throughout the Soviet Union, and even for the corner of Novgomel. Precisely because
In this way, Salinchkin explained the purpose of the meeting yesterday, which was to discuss the next development issues.
How can we develop in the future? Of course, we must continue to fight. There will be differences on how to fight.
"These old idiots probably feel that Novgomel currently has a great advantage. A fresh army of tens of thousands of people with strong combat capabilities goes out to attack and liberate the city. This is very consistent with their logic! It may be Stalin.
There are similar orders like this.”
Yang Mingzhi knew that this was not some random thought. If Novgomel was just a large guerrilla, the order given would still be the same as stealing a train. Now the situation is completely different. The situation of the 6,000 German helmets captured has changed.
After being confirmed, the superiors would not hesitate to conclude that the 284th Guards Division was incredibly powerful.
"As the deputy division commander, chief of staff, and even the actual leader of the army, am I really prepared for larger-scale operations?"