This night, the two people at the headquarters who took the last rest were Yang Mingzhi and Sorkina.
Yang Mingzhi put away his pen at three o'clock in the morning. After closing the notebook, he went directly to the small lounge with it. Two long wooden chairs were merged into one place, and two layers of blankets were spread out to form a bed.
Not long after Yang Mingzhi lay down, he started snoring.
Sorkina implemented her creed. Even though she was extremely weak, she still heard the morning wake-up call!
The morning bugle sounded loudly, signaling the end of the soldiers' vacation. After a while, the quiet blacksmith village was immersed in the roar of running soldiers and the vibration of the ground being kicked by thousands of pairs of leather shoes.
Yang Mingzhi was unmoved by all this, and Yevlov, who was on regular duty, just opened the door slightly and looked at the old man's sleeping form, but did nothing.
From Sorkina, who had been on duty all night and whose eyelids were trembling and her whole body felt weak, he learned that Berekov worked late. As for the reason, he was thinking about new weapons.
"Huh? How do you know he is researching weapons?" Yevlov asked curiously.
"He was studying and painting something that looked like an airplane! I instinctively thought it was a weapon!"
This female soldier really stayed up all night. As a telegraph operator, she should have the spirit to rival an owl.
Yevlov nodded: "Okay, you go to eat first and then have a good sleep."
The female soldier immediately straightened her proud chest and saluted with firm eyes.
Yevlov also saluted the military salute and stared at the girl in front of him, causing her to laugh uncontrollably.
"Hurry up and go eat!" After saying that, he gave her a slap on the butt and waved her away.
Among the four girls, Yevlov liked Sorkina the most. Firstly, she had the best temperament, and secondly, she worked really hard.
Yevlov is not very good at expressing his approval verbally. He would rather do it directly to a woman. For this lovely female soldier, his range of movements is a bit too big. If Yelentina sees her seriously,
A period of preaching was indispensable.
However, it seems that Sorkina's buttocks are up, and it seems that if she doesn't give her a few slaps, she will be sorry. This female soldier is also very sensible. In Yevlov's view, she may understand it as a spur.
There was a half-hour gap in the telegraph office in the morning, which meant that the telegraph was shut down and rested. The two girls on duty were supposed to leave together, but only one of them, Sorkina, with her front and back curled up, ran away.
,leftover?
Out of curiosity, Yevlov quietly went to the telegraph room that was separated from the big office and saw a girl panting with her face turned sideways, drool dripping on her sleeves...
Later, Sofia, who failed to hold on, was caught red-handed by the deputy commander of the group army, and punishments came one after another. Even though Yevlov has always been very fond of the four female soldiers in the command, he will never tolerate dereliction of duty.
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Sophia was sentenced to stay in solitary confinement for a whole day until the morning bugle sounded on May 7th...
When Yang Mingzhi learned about these episodes, the sun was already high in the sky!
He stretched out and walked out of the lounge. When he learned that it was already so late, he felt guilty for a while. After lunch, he went straight to the large conference room to find a seat and sit down.
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The army has resumed training. The troops who have just marched long distances are not suitable for excessive physical training, so the training is mainly on target shooting and the soldiers' stress response.
The reason for this is that each battalion participating in the battle analyzed the gains and losses in the battle, especially the German armored vehicle "Pig Breakout" at the end. Although the German army failed to break through tragically, it also caused 90% casualties to the Soviet army in the entire operation. It can be seen that,
The reaction of troops in the event of a surprise attack can mean the difference between lives.
In the upcoming meeting, one important thing to discuss is the gains and losses of this battle. Yesterday was a discussion among the battalion commanders who participated in the battle, and the formal meeting was attended by battalion commanders and regimental commanders from the entire army.
Yang Mingzhi estimated that there would not be any large-scale discussions on the issue of victory and defeat in the battle, and at most it would be just recollections.
The focus of the meeting was the announcement and collective discussion of the latest orders from superiors that Salinchkin suppressed, as well as the future development of Novgomel and the Partisan Republic. Yang Mingzhi already had a good idea of how to speak at that time.
This meeting was not as grand as the last one. After receiving the order, the village chiefs of each collective farm arrived at the blacksmith village in the morning. Not many people came.
Yang Mingzhi and Yevlov were the first to come to the conference room. The third person to come was none other than Fuming, director of the Group Army Political Department. This person's appearance was unusual. He was indeed wearing a formal military uniform, but his feet were
Walking on boots full of black mud.
Yang Mingzhi noticed this keenly and joked: "I haven't seen you for a few days! Where did Comrade Fuming go to investigate? Did you step into that mud pit?"
Fuming lowered his head slightly, took a look, and said proudly: "Yes! Comrade Berekov, I did go to investigate! Since you two are here, let me tell you the good news in advance! Our potatoes have been
It’s time to harvest!”
If he hadn't said it, he would have forgotten this important thing! Yang Mingzhi slapped his head hard: "Oh! I've been thinking about fighting and making weapons all day long, and I forgot that it's time to harvest the potatoes!"
"We are all busy, it's just that we are busy from different angles." After saying that, Fuming jumped up and knocked some mud off his boots. He sat down next to Yang Mingzhi and continued: "I
I heard that you work until three o'clock at night, and you seem to be still researching some kind of weapon?"
Yang Mingzhi was startled, turned his head suddenly and asked, "Do you know this too? Who leaked the news?"
"No matter who it is! Please answer yes or no!"
Yang Mingzhi sighed: "Well, I originally wanted to say it at the meeting, but since you insist so much, I'll talk about it first. I'm really thinking about a new weapon, a large-scale improvement for rocket launchers! It's just a sketch at the moment.
stage, theoretically we can turn the drawings into reality in a short period of time. The purpose of my improvement is also very simple, at least to make it have a range that exceeds the German large-caliber howitzer."
The range of rocket launchers exceeds that of howitzers, which means it is self-evident what tactical advantages it has.
After all, Fomin is a professional political worker, and his mentality is stable, but Yevlov's legs are trembling with excitement.
When the two continued to ask for details, Yang Mingzhi was not generous and wanted to keep the suspense until the meeting.
"You are always like this! It would be great if you could build a rocket that can be ignited and launched here to hit Kiev in one go!" Yevlov rolled his eyes at Yang Mingzhi, which made his words seem too much.
A layer of meaning.
"Theoretically it's feasible, but it's a pity that our industrial capabilities can't reach it!" Yang Mingzhi stared at the old man with a beard with a half-smile: "As the proverb goes, if the stick is not strong enough, make the stick thicker, and the cannonball will hit it.
We will increase the diameter of the gun barrel not far away. If we build a giant rocket launcher, we might be able to hit Berlin."
"Berlin! Better hit Hitler's ass and blow him into smoke!"
Yevlov laughed wildly, making the people arriving one after another happy.
"Who is happy about something?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the door.
Yang Mingzhi stopped smiling and opened his eyes to see Salinchkin, who was wearing a military uniform and looked unremarkable. He walked with steady steps, flashing his shiny head, and walked in with a briefcase under his arm. Behind him, there were a group of participants.
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Yang Mingzhi looked at his watch, it was indeed almost two o'clock...