Chapter 863: Madness

Yang Mingzhi listened with relish, this guy's self-reported resume is much more complicated than what Salinchkin explained just now. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he should have been a small person in history, and the original plane may have died in the war. Because of himself, Yang Mingzhi, the influence of this "little butterfly", this person's fate has changed dramatically.

So, who is Yevlov to thank for today? Luck? Destiny?

Yang Mingzhi smiled, "If you want to thank me, you still thank me!" I thought so, but I didn't expect Yevlov to really mention it.

"......, therefore, I am able to assume the post of deputy army commander, and I also owe it to my closest comrade-in-arms, Comrade Berekov. In the years before I was the commander of the 284th Division, and even before that, I admired this comrade very much. I know very well that without Comrade Berekov's invention, our army would not have been able to defeat a single armored division of the enemy, let alone carry out a local counteroffensive, so as to win the opportunity for the final breakthrough. Without him, the 284th Division would have been wiped out outside Minsk! Our current Novgomel will also not exist! ”

These are all facts, and they are all the more talked about by the "old men" in the army. It's just that these things have been said too many times, and Yang Mingzhi listened to them with calloused ears, and continued to listen to Yevlov's nonsense.

Today's unprecedentedly unscripted speech of Yevlov, he has always carried the speech draft, only to see that the current manuscript paper is excited, and he is pinched like a ball of rubbing paper!

"That's it! Comrades! When I'm done talking, I invite our new army commander, Berekov, to give a speech! ”

With that, Yevlov dodged to the left and applauded with a smile. Driven by him, the whole venue applauded thunderously, and everyone was excited to look forward to Yang Mingzhi's high remarks and urge him to go on stage!

Seeing this grand occasion, Yang Mingzhi is no longer modest.

I've seen any big scene, even if Stalin is here, I won't be afraid! With such a mentality, Yang Mingzhi took a few big steps and stood on this small podium. The situation has changed, the documents prepared yesterday are not used for the time being, and now he has taken up the important position of commander of the new 63rd Group Army, and this post is really now!

In the venue, more than a dozen clerks were ready to take shorthand, especially Bersky, whose camera was already "hungry"!

Everyone was looking forward to the foreign officer's high opinion.

Yang Mingzhi crouched down in front of these close comrades-in-arms, coughed his throat, and began his passionate speech!

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Yang Mingzhi did not talk nonsense, and put aside the matter of building a "guerrilla republic" for the time being, and directly talked about his own feelings.

At this moment, modesty is meaningless, because the people need heroes, they need a god of war to lead them to destroy the evil fascists!

Thus, his speech can be summed up in one sentence: "I! Pyotr Ivanovich Berekov is your hero, your trusting backer! ”

Even if there are many enemies, the hero will not be afraid, because the reason why the hero is a hero is not only brute force, he will use more powerful technological weapons to reduce the enemy's infantry and those steel chariots to pieces!

Representatives of chemical laboratories and arsenals present at the meeting knew best what he meant by these words. From an experimental point of view alone, the initial experiments with thermobaric bombs had already achieved crazy results, and they were used in the battle against the enemy, and as long as the Germans put out the stragglers, mass death was inevitable!

Rygushkov and Ivanov had already left the matter of the fertilizer plant to the people below, since the raw materials from the three collective farms officially began to be delivered to the fertilizer plant on a regular basis, and the two of them no longer had to worry about anything. Mass production of ammonium nitrate crystals and ammonia has been achieved.

The two stood up to applaud Yang Mingzhi and chanted the slogan "Long live the rocket artillery." It's just that these cheers have been buried in the boiling crowd. In front of the people, there seemed to be a golden road to victory, the Germans and their accomplices became stupid like chickens and dogs, and victory in the Great Patriotic War was only a matter of time. People are caught in a collective, and the scene is simply uncontrollable!

People cheered and hugged each other, and even rushed to the stage to hug Yang Mingzhi fiercely. Where is this meeting like a meeting!? Salinchkin simply snatched the door and landed quietly, but he could not hide his numb face in front of the guards.

The current situation of the venue is like a forest fire, it is difficult to extinguish itself, and it has to wait for the fire to extinguish itself.

The carnival lasted more than ten minutes until the group was out of breath. Everyone was back seated, Salinchkin re-entered, and the morning meeting was going on, but now the delegates were in a bad state of mind.

Ecstasy was followed by depression, and Salinchkin returned to the podium with his head hooked and invited Yang Mingzhi back to his seat.

He could put on a black face that was about to curse, and say into the microphone, "Are you done laughing now?" After laughing, let's move on to the meeting! You all show me that this is a meeting, not a dinner party on Victory Day! I have to write materials for this meeting, and I have to report it to Moscow! If any of you are so crazy again, I will write it in full, and if the leader is angry, you will do it yourself! ”

Yang Mingzhi wondered, if he wanted to end this madness early and directly shouted that Stalin would not be there soon? He needs to be scared at this time.

At the mention of Stalin, the people who had not yet lost their interest suddenly wilted, and one by one they sat upright, waiting for Salinchkin to take over the high arguments.

"Excellent! You're finally quiet! Now the matter about the upgrading of the 284th Guards Division to the 63rd Army, as well as the promotion of Comrades Berekov and Yevlov to the rank of army commanders, has come to an end for the time being! Now I read out the report on the development of the partisan movement for a year in the city of Novgomel and the Pripet swamp! ”

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This is also a major event, since Salinchkin's landing, his biggest task has been to sort out various documents and personally go to the grassroots field to investigate.

This man is a bureaucrat and a soldier, and he loves horses like his life and is even more informal. In this era, the bureaucratic style of the top level of the Soviet Union has emerged one after another, and there are still the majority of pragmatic people like Salinchkin, but it is really rare for an official like him to dare to rush to the front line and directly ask for the development of a guerrilla movement in enemy-occupied areas!

It was a lengthy report, but in a sense it was also a concentrated tribute to the various collective farms and the army.

This report is very objective, commendable for his lack of adjectives, and the existing problems are directly pointed out.

If there is one of the biggest problems in Novgomel, it is already because of the long-term separation from the Central Committee and the ravages of war, the disorganized army, the lack of faith in communism, and the fact that some people have even become ultra-nationalists.

These proper names, Salin Qijin, were bluntly named, and Yang Mingzhi, who returned to the audience, honestly wrote them down in his notebook.

But what can he do about it? It is strange that the people were slaughtered by the Axis armies and that there was no indiscriminate hatred of the Germans. Singing a proletarian hymn and trying to assimilate them is simply a fantasy. Yang Mingzhi didn't think that Lao Maozi had such patience in his heart, in this world, it was China's Red Army that was really doing this, nothing more.

The morning meeting finally turned into a one-man show for Salinchkin. His report was very thick, not only because of his poor command of Russian, but also because of the length of the report itself.

"Looks like I'm going to have to listen to him all day today!"