This time, it was enough to receive the supplies only by the residents of the blacksmith village.

So the blacksmith village, which should have fallen into the silence of the night, was quickly mobilized. Without hesitation, Salinchkin mobilized the vast number of collective farm workers, both men and women, who were ordered not to sleep tonight, and all of them went to the periphery of the village, dispersed in the daily composition of labor groups, and waited for the arrival of the plane.

In the telegram, the higher authorities demanded that the plane make a forced landing in the mud pond. Undoubtedly, the forced landing is full of mud ponds, which basically eliminates the problem of fire, and the mud buffer can also greatly ensure the structure of the aircraft.

The residents began to move, and the whole village fell into noise, and Yang Mingzhi was infected by the atmosphere, and he was also eager for the arrival of key parts of the radar.

After the meeting, he didn't go to rest for a while, but went into the communications room of the headquarters.

The sudden arrival of the commander himself broke the silence of the girls who were guarding here, and they became restrained one by one. There was only one girl, who was not afraid of the commander at all, and was more like a clingy kitten, almost instinctively leaning over.

"Perya, this time the frequent communication with your superiors, even if you send telegrams to the command most frequently, it's really hard for you." Yang Mingzhi said in Russian.

These words are a great encouragement to the girl, Liu Hongxiu is used to being called "Peria", but in front of this commander, she really wants to say a few words of Chinese! Unfortunately, it's also working hours, and in this communication room, it's either Russian or code.

She saluted decisively: "Report to Comrade Commander!" I'm now able to send and receive telegrams, but my squad leader thinks I'm still too immature, so I'm being asked to work as an instant translator of code! I think my results have been perfect tonight. ”

Looking at this girl's confident appearance, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but be surprised. Unexpectedly, only a month later, this rescued little girl actually proved her strong "combat effectiveness" in this way. She's really a genius!

Yang Mingzhi looked pleased: "Very good!" Peria, you're going to keep up the good work. You communications soldiers are not only responsible for daily radio communication, but now you have additional work on emergency electromagnetic interference, and in the future, you may also be able to work as radar troops. ”

Radar was still a top-notch technology for the Soviet Union, and they had never heard of it for these girls.

The young female soldiers couldn't hide their curiosity and immediately asked. It takes a lot of effort to explain this knowledge to them, and Yang Mingzhi only said the benefits of having radar.

"With it, it's like you've got big ears that can listen to movements from a hundred kilometers away, and enemy planes appear and can sense it early."

"Father-in-law! Can we equip it too?! Because she was too excited, Liu Hongxiu simply jumped out of Chinese!

Yang Mingzhi glanced at her with a stiff old face, and continued to scold her in Russian: "Peria! I don't know if I can equip it, but I have the confidence to make it. You girls are special talents in the army, and you are the chief operators of new equipment as soon as it is put into operation. As soon as an enemy aircraft is detected with this device, and we do not warn our defenses in advance, you will all be awarded medals! ”

For some, the medal is more important than the honor it contains. Liu Hongxiu was eager to try, and Solkina clearly realized that a medal was the key to restoring her reputation, and this was what she must get!

After Yang Mingzhi's tossing, the girls in the communication room, who were originally in a predicament, are now full of energy and energy!

They had to keep their spirits up tonight, and the plane would arrive at half-past four in the morning, when the sun had actually broken through the horizon. Radio communication must be maintained in the headquarters, and the role of these girls will be crucial.

……

On the other hand, the airport in the city of Severodonetsk, more than 500 kilometers away, was rushed to the airport after being swept over and over, and eight large planes had just finished the final debugging.

These planes have received minor damage, and in principle, they need to be repaired, and the urgency of the situation has been completely ignored.

A large amount of supplies are still being transported under tight conditions, especially those ammunition boxes. As a modern army, the Soviet army has very strict requirements for standardization, such as its wooden ammunition box, which weighs 24 to 25 kilograms when fully loaded. This weight can be carried and carried on the march by the warriors, and it will not crush their shoulders.

The soldiers who acted as ground crews stuffed boxes of ammunition into the engine room like a wall.

The crew members who participated in the transportation of materials were also on the side of the airport, giving their final reprimands.

Tonight's veteran pilot Ivanov, he has very mixed feelings. This special airdrop operation is likely to be the last mission he will carry out in his life, after all, he is the only one who can participate in and command this operation well.

More than 30 crew members stood in the harsh wind, a trace of gunpowder smoke wafted in the air, and the atmosphere was quite tense against the dull roar and firelight in the distance.

Their eyes were like torches, they were full of worries about their future, and they had to strengthen their confidence.

Ivanov shouted loudly: "Comrades! We will operate TB3 bombers and deliver to Novgomel for the last time! Are you afraid? ”

"Don't be afraid!" Several warriors roared in a high-pitched voice.

It's hard not to sigh, because more than a dozen of these people are new recruits.

He continued: "Good! Everyone don't have to be afraid, compared to those comrades who flew the 2 transport plane, we are lucky. We will not have fighter escorts for this operation, but I will fly at night, so don't worry about the harassment of enemy aircraft, let alone the enemy's anti-aircraft artillery! All we have to do is get to the skies over Novgomel, and then you guys will parachute with me, and as for the planes, they will make a forced landing in the swamp mud! In the future, we will join the 63rd Army and fight guerrillas right behind enemy lines! ”

This explanation made the majority of the crew breathe a sigh of relief, the veterans lamented the safety of night flights, and the recruits were full of yearning for fighting behind enemy lines.

They were all trained and qualified in parachuting, so they all called themselves paratroopers. Paratroopers are born surrounded, and this idea is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they have this awareness.

Ivanov was only responsible for the operations of the TB3 bombers, and the group of brothers in Lane 2 was not under his control. At the end of the lecture, the crews of the five TB3s rushed to their planes.

Ivanov also quickly came to his long plane, and when he was about to instruct the group of rough ground crew, a captain from the command command, carrying a small wooden box, came running.

"Comrade Major, this is a special task given to you by the command!" With that, the herald handed over the box. (Because of two successful airdrop operations, Ivanov was promoted to the rank of Air Force Major)

"Special mission?" Ivanov subconsciously wanted to open the wooden box to find out, but was immediately stopped by the captain. "Hey, you're still stopping me? I need to know what's in this box! ”

"This ......," the captain hesitated and told the truth. This is the core part of the radar equipment, and that's all I know. I think that the commander of the 63rd Army is planning to build his own radar. ”

"Hey?! If it's that person, it's really possible. Ivanov couldn't help but sigh, "Soon, I will also be a subordinate of that man." ”

"Comrade Major. In fact...... In addition to the parts of the radar, there are two things that are extremely special and that you need to protect as much as possible. ”

"What is it?"

"It's two small wooden boxes. Perhaps you don't know that the partisan republic to which you are about to travel has two combat heroes who have already been awarded the title of Hero of the Soviet Union. And you, you, are going to send two medals of the Order of the Golden Star. ”

"And this kind of thing?!" Ivanov couldn't help but look at the Order of the Red Banner on his chest. "Hero of the Soviet Union, I also want to receive this honor! I can't believe that guerrilla fighters can also receive such honors, they must have killed hundreds of enemies! ”

"Perhaps, you will be the next Hero of the Soviet Union?"

"Hey, you're kidding! Maybe, I don't know if I, a paratrooper, can become a qualified infantry soldier......"