Salinchkin did not disclose what would be discussed at tomorrow's meeting, and Yang Mingzhi also hid his thoughts tightly.
The noon meal was very solemn. There were now sufficient reserves of flour and other grains. After they were consumed, the new potato harvest had already been completed.
Yang Mingzhi noticed that the canteen simply used soybeans and buckwheat to make soup. This way of eating can be regarded as their national characteristic.
An astonishing thought came to his mind: "Damn it, if I had known better, I would have bought some soybeans and made tofu myself! According to the way Maozi eats, these beans won't make loud farts after eating them?"
However, lunch is not the highlight, the large amount of vodka and red wine dropped by air is the absolute protagonist.
Even senior officers who have to maintain their grace and dignity at all times surrendered when faced with the temptation of vodka. Yang Mingzhi knew that for these guys, drinking five or six kilograms in one breath is simply normal! Tomorrow's meeting will be very historic.
Furthermore, many of the representatives had nothing important to do today, so it was only natural for them to drink and celebrate like this.
Yevlov raised his glass high. He was slightly drunk and suddenly shouted loudly: "Comrades! Everyone stand up! In order to celebrate the start of mass production of our chemical fertilizers, a toast to our chemical hero, Belekov! Cheers!"
"Cheers!" Everyone stood up in unison.
They could always find a reason to cheer. Yang Mingzhi didn't want to drink too much. In this almost crazy atmosphere, he had no choice but to cheer.
Therefore, even though he drank well, he still fell drunk. Yang Mingzhi was helped to the hospital to sober up, and he felt much better after being induced to vomit twice.
It wasn't until the evening that my body felt comfortable again. At this moment, Yang Tao also raised the issue. As a wife, she came to the hospital in a hurry. It was she who finally took her husband home.
"I heard there is a banquet tonight, so don't go! Isn't tomorrow's meeting very important to you?" Yang Tao seemed to be educating a child, while wrapping her husband's arm around her, she persuaded her with good words.
What she said was absolutely correct, and Yang Mingzhi did not refute anything.
After returning home, Yang Tao helped her husband to the bed and quickly returned to his cute appearance.
"Brother! You are having a party today. It seems that tomorrow's meeting will go smoothly!" the girl said tentatively.
She squatted and took off her husband's shoes, and then talked about today's youth camp training. "Brother! Do you know? We did physical training today, and I can still run a five-kilometer long-distance run without feeling any discomfort at all! It seems like
My physical strength..."
"You are probably pregnant, and you still have to do such intense exercise!" Yang Mingzhi subconsciously stretched out his right hand and held his wife's forehead, which made her laugh coquettishly.
"Hehe! Brother, don't worry, even if there is another battle, I can still participate!"
"Maybe!" Yang Mingzhi sighed, "Maybe there will be a war soon."
He helped his wife up and spoke seriously about what Salinchkin had revealed. "Listen up, Xiaotao, tomorrow's meeting is very important to me. My superiors have actually given me a new appointment. The commissioner will meet tomorrow
Explain it in public. I think it is very likely that I will exchange positions with Yevlov."
"Really?!" Excitement filled Yang Tao's mind. Her performance was exactly what Yang Mingzhi had expected, but her final pounce was surprising.
After flipping over a few times, Yang Mingzhi was lying on her body and said solemnly again: "These are all true. As a teacher, I have greater power, and I really have a bright future!"
For a woman, marrying well is very important. When her husband becomes successful, she will also enjoy the blessings.
However, the two people hugging each other and having sex together have no idea that greater happiness is waiting, and everything will be revealed tomorrow!
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At the meeting, Yang Mingzhi had completely written down the proposal for establishing a guerrilla republic in his notebook. He was not nervous at all, and he even foresaw that he would be the protagonist at the meeting.
He was so confident that he slept very peacefully that night, and even had sweet dreams. All his delusions became reality, and Yang Mingzhi became a world-renowned war hero and a famous general in history...
Until the morning signal ended this sweet dream.
Yang Mingzhi sat up like a spring, got dressed with incomparable enthusiasm, tidied up the housework and headed straight to the division headquarters - because the venue was located here.
Taking advantage of the night, the guards had raided the large conference room of the division headquarters. It was a simple and large wooden longhouse. Because of the attendees, plus a kind of secretary, up to a hundred people could be crammed into this room.
There were not many people there, wooden benches were arranged in seven rows and that was it.
Yang Mingzhi arrived very early. He came to the venue with his briefcase. The military flag of the 284th Division, the Soviet flag, and the flag of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union were hung on the wall. The wall behind the small podium was also hung with Marx, Engels, and Lieutenants.
There was also a banner with a line of Russian words "Novgomel's Expanded Conference on Development and Guerrilla Movement" hanging on it.
The venue was simple but not lacking in dignity. Being here, a sense of solemnity filled Yang Mingzhi's body.
Just as he looked up at the portrait of his mentor Lenin, Salinchkin and his entourage also arrived. In the empty venue stood an officer, giving the impression that he was like a saint.
"Haha, Belekov, what are you staring at? Is it Comrade Ulyanov?" Salinchkin broke the silence with a greeting.
"It is our future! Comrade Salinchkin!" Yang Mingzhi lowered his head and said cryptically, "These four leaders have pointed out the way for us and implemented their line. We will definitely win this war. Because
The Soviets are the greatest and the Red Army is the greatest, isn’t it?!”
Salinchkin was stunned on the spot. He really couldn't figure out why this guy said such serious and up-to-date words, but he felt very comfortable listening. "Okay! Comrade Berekov, you are highly revolutionary.
Awareness, as long as all of us have such awareness, the Red Army will naturally be invincible! We have already come to take a rest, and we will start the meeting as soon as everyone is here!"
Yang Mingzhi was startled: "Is it that simple? Have a meeting when everyone is here?"
"Yes! I don't want to waste any more time." Sarinchkin snapped his fingers, and his two deputies stood up, each holding an extremely thick briefcase. "Comrade Berekov, you
You see, these are the documents I brought from Moscow, some are materials that need to be read out, and some are appointments of personnel, such as you!"
"Really!?" Yang Mingzhi's emotions were aroused again, and he moved forward impatiently. Looking left and right, he saw that Yevlov was not here, and asked in a low voice: "So I will exchange it with Comrade Yevlov."
Position, should I serve as the commander of the 284th Division?"
"Is this what you want?" Salinchkin still pretended, he put his hands behind his back and raised his chest, his short stature still put on a bureaucratic look, and said meaningfully: "Don't you think, just
Is being a division commander of a Guards unit a sign of humiliation? Do you think you have made so many military exploits, leading stragglers and militiamen to kill and wound 20,000 fascists, that you are just allowed to be a division commander?"
"Ah?!" Yang Mingzhi was shocked and wanted to speak, but his lips were trembling. Finally, he trembled and muttered: "If the position is higher than division commander, then he is group commander, right?"
Salinchkin didn't answer. He just showed a half-smiling expression, which gave Yang Mingzhi a positive signal. It was obvious that he had guessed correctly.
After a few seconds of silence, Yang Mingzhi jumped up excitedly. In his madness, there was no seriousness and composure that a senior officer should have. This scene may only be comparable to the ecstasy of the moment of true victory, or the birth of his own child...
In this huge hall, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but shouted in Chinese: "Long live! I'm the commander of the army! I'm the commander of the army!"
"What are you yelling about?!" Salinchkin shouted loudly, suppressing the man's ecstasy.
"Yes! I can't be so complacent." Yang Mingzhi said this while trying to calm his wildly beating heart, with an expression of excitement still on his face.
Salinchkin pinched his waist, thinking that his early hint might actually be a good thing. This Chinese man also has emotional moments, and he has vented them now. When the appointment order was read out at the meeting, he just
He won't get carried away and make a fool of himself.
"Okay! Comrade Berekov, I can't fathom the thinking of the leaders, the Military Commission, and even the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Now that you know the new appointment, you should feel at ease. While no one is here, you can organize it quickly.
Language. When I announce your official appointment in front of the public, the audience will definitely explode, and your speech to explain is indispensable."
"As ordered! Comrade Secretary!" In excitement, Yang Mingzhi stood as straight as a red pine and saluted with a standard military salute.