After Yang Mingzhi continued to inquire, he learned about the child's parents. As expected, his father was an army officer.
"My father was a regiment leader, and I don't know anything else. But I know very well, at least in March 1941, I received a letter from my father. He said that China's Anti-Japanese War was very difficult, but the enemy
It will eventually fail. He especially encouraged me to study hard and return to China after graduation to build a devastated motherland."
What Liu Hongxiu needs now is hope. Yang Mingzhi decisively advocated: "Little pepper, when we go back, we will talk about you when we communicate with Moscow! After all, the troops who stayed in Belarus and fought alone saved the people who thought they were allies.
Son, this has risen to the international level. Moscow will inform China about your rescue, and your father will also know about it by then."
"Really?!" The excited Liu Hongxiu was shaken up, and the tears hanging on her cheeks disappeared.
"Of course it's true, and don't you want to know what kind of tasks I will arrange for you when you return to the base?"
"I...I want to know!"
"Have you seen the machine over there now?" Yang Mingzhi asked the telegraph operator who had been on duty, "In the future, you will operate such a machine. This is called a telegraph machine, also called a radio station. We will use such a machine to transmit your
Report the matter, and the information will be passed to China and your father's ears.
In the future, you, like other rescued people, will contribute to our anti-German base area. You will be a telegraph operator, and one who can speak Chinese. When the time comes, I will lead troops to fight outside, and we will directly communicate in Chinese.
Just talk, and you don’t have to worry about enemy surveillance.”
Liu Hongxiu seemed to understand but she understood two things: her father would know about her safety, and secondly, she would also make a significant contribution to the Soviet Red Army.
She knew that she was weak, and she was holding back revenge all the time in the concentration camp. Since there was a way to get revenge, of course she had to seize it. She followed the example of an adult, broke away from Yang Mingzhi's arms, stood upright and raised her right hand in salute: "As ordered
!I will definitely complete all tasks.”
"Okay! Little Pepper, I'm waiting for your outstanding performance." After that, Yang Mingzhi turned his head and said in Russian: "Besika, Natasha, when you are not fighting, you must take good care of her until we return.
Home."
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"Little pepper? If your father is a regiment leader, he may have a bright future. At that time, China's century of humiliation will end, it will quickly move towards modernization, and the country will be at peace. You will be really happy." In the evening, Yang Mingzhi said
It's hard not to think carefully about the fact that now those three girls are sleeping together.
Everything was so peaceful and quiet. Thousands of people lay quietly in the forest to rest. Only the soldiers who took turns to stand guard closely watched the movement.
A crescent moon hangs high and stars are shining brightly. In the dark forest, Yang Mingzhi's team of more than 4,000 people is making the most critical preparations for tomorrow's march and battle.
German troops may also be in the forest, with their patrols searching for signs of guerrillas.
After the construction of the outer sentry was completed, and later at night, the sentry was like an owl keeping a watchful eye. In order to be more hidden, some people even climbed up the branches of the white birch.
Even if they take turns standing guard, it's hard for the sentries not to feel drowsy in the middle of the night.
The sky is gradually getting brighter, and it is now only 5 o'clock in the morning, which is the coldest time of the day. The temperature in Belarus at the end of April is still very low. The sentry, who is chilled all over, chews the biscuit powder he carries with him. This sweet breakfast fills his stomach.
It also lifts people's spirits.
It was at this moment that the alert sentry noticed a trace of restlessness in the forest.
"Hey! Morisky, wake up, there may be a bear... wake up!"
"Yes...really? If it's a bear, we can't shoot, let alone provoke it."
"But, it could also be a Nazi!"
As soon as they heard this word, even the drowsiest guys became energetic. At the multiple hidden posts arranged by the troops, one of them discovered an abnormality. There were only two of them, and they only had two semi-automatic rifles on hand. The order they received
Yes, once you are sure it is an enemy, fire immediately.
The rifles of the paratroopers Moriski and Milavski were already loaded. They were lying behind the trunk of a big tree, listening to the rustling. If it was a bear or a wild boar, as long as the animal did not take the initiative to attack, they would not fire. Yes.
Don't waste bullets if you don't fire. The two of them remained calm and loaded their rifles with spikes.
The noisy sound was still approaching, and gradually it became more than just rustling, it was clearly someone talking about life there.
The alert Moriski took off his helmet, grabbed some grass under the roots of a tree and stuck it in his boat-shaped hat. Then he quietly poked his head out and saw two people.
"Hey! Mira, someone is coming."
"Really? It's the enemy! We're ready to fight." As he said that, Namiravsky had already stretched the muzzle of his gun out of the bunker.
"No! Don't be nervous. I don't think that's an enemy. Let's wait a moment."
Both soldiers stuck their heads out, their rifles pressed under their chests, ready to strike first.
However, it was not the enemy who made the noise. They gradually saw two squat figures, two middle-aged women. Each of them was holding a basket and squatting under the big tree as if digging for something. The headscarfs wrapped around them were still
She has a bloated figure, as is the case with traditional Russian women.
The only alarming thing was that they were wearing armed belts around their waists and carrying rifles on their backs. Mirafsky, who had good eyesight, recognized them at a glance and saw that they were Mauser rifles.
"This place is very close to our next target, White Cow Village. Maybe these guys are working for the enemy? What do you think, Moriski?"
"How is that possible? I think we have encountered guerrillas." Morisky had an idea and ordered: "What's going on with these two women? We can just capture them. Now, with you on your left and me on my right, let's go back quietly.
."
The two men did what they said. They avoided noise as much as possible and gradually moved behind the woman. It was only at this moment that the two men saw clearly what the women were doing - they were digging for mushrooms with daggers.
"Attention! You are being held captive! Put down the knife and raise your hands!"
The woman was obviously startled, and sat on the ground. She turned her head nervously and saw the extremely serious face of Moriski. However, the tension only lasted for a few seconds, and they completely calmed down.
After all, the person standing in front of them was a man wearing a Soviet military uniform, and he was speaking in Russian.
The two women's nervousness and wariness disappeared instantly. They were not even asked by the paratroopers. One of them shouted excitedly: "Which army are you from? Is it the guerrillas or the main force? Could it be that our army has returned?"
"We are paratroopers and are on a mission! Follow us immediately to our camp!" Moriski demanded, picking up the women and taking them away, although the two women were somewhat reluctant.