"You mean, let our army's only transport planes send supplies to the swamp to the 63rd Army?"

"That's right! I think this is the best value for money just for this airdrop! ”

"Alas!" Timoshenko sighed slightly: "It seems that your preference for that Berekov is also very strong." ”

"Nope! This is for practical purposes. We also received a telegram a few days ago that they claimed to have shelled Chernihiv with new rocket artillery, which may be bragging, or it may be true. That man is in the swamp and can do anything crazy!

Now we can be sure of at least two things, firstly, at the end of April, they attacked Moziri on their own initiative, forcing the enemy's logistical transport to suffer significant resistance. Secondly, it is now confirmed that it was they who inflicted heavy losses on the units of the Romanian 6th Infantry Division.

This so-called army group is 500 kilometers away from us, and it is clear that they are planning our campaign in their own way. In particular, their initiative to attack the Romanian army actually forced three German infantry divisions to be sent in the direction of Chernihiv, objectively reducing the number of enemies facing our troops. ”

Timoshenko was so focused on this campaign that he really didn't care about what was happening on Kyiv's side. In fact, Tupikov knew very little.

Fortunately, the radio communication between them was smooth all the way, and the 63rd Army was still able to accept orders from the Southwestern Front.

Timoshenko said: "The army group, led by Berekov, was nominally under the command of our army, but in reality they were under the control of the command of the partisan movement. But in terms of combat effectiveness, this unit is indeed an elite, and it is necessary to airdrop supplies for them! ”

At this point, Timoshenko simply made a compromise decision, that is, the besieged troops and the troops in the swamp sent supplies together.

"At present, there are still eight transport planes at the airport here that can take off, and three Li-2 transport planes are heading straight to the south of Kharkiv to drop ammunition for the besieged troops. Five old TB3 bombers, all loaded with supplies, flew non-stop to the swamps five hundred kilometers away. Comrade Tupikov, what do you think? ”

"This ......"

According to Tupikov, it is a serious risk to let the transport plane fly south of Kharkiv. That area was a place where German fighter jets were active, and Soviet planes would be easily shot down.

This is what the commander-in-chief meant, he doesn't want to refute, and besides, he really doesn't have the good intention to give anything to the besieged troops.

He pondered for a while, and his thoughts were all on the five TB3 bombers.

"Since you're so distributed, I don't have a problem with that. What I care about now is where these planes end up after their missions. ”

"Home? After the crew completed the mission, the aircraft was transferred directly. As for those TB3 bombers, this class of aircraft is already too backward. In this way, we desperately loaded the planes with supplies, and when they were over the swamp, the crew parachuted and let the planes glide and land. After all, our army no longer needs such old aircraft, and it is better to throw it into the swamp as a whole than to decommission it and dismantle it. I think that our Comrade Berekov, not even a single screw will be wasted. ”

Timoshenko's statement coincides with Tupikov's.

"That's a good arrangement, those TB3 bombers should have all been decommissioned. This is the last five of such aircraft that our front is equipped with! ”

"That's it, we have to prepare quickly! Even the plane's action must be swift, so it was decided, and in the early hours of tomorrow morning, the plane took off. ”

"So fast?!" Tupikov was taken aback.

"No, no! We're running out of time! ”

"Alright! They will be transported mainly ammunition, especially large quantities of rifle cartridges and anti-tank loot. In addition to that, I think we need to contact the swamp immediately, after all, our Berekov must be prepared to receive supplies, and the man tends to ask for strange things. ”

Timoshenge nodded: "This matter, you can quickly send someone to handle it." ”

……

At noon on May 31, Yang Mingzhi woke up.

On this day, for the soldiers currently guarding the mine, their work is still mainly to clean up the rubble. Yang Mingzhi knew that it would not be of much use for him to stay here any longer, and that afternoon, he sat in a jeep and returned to the headquarters of the blacksmith village.

This man of iron, his eyes were bloodshot and his spirit was very bad. He had to brace himself to find out if the German air raids had seriously interfered with the normal operation of the blacksmith village.

Interfering with the current existence, Yevlov swore assurances: "You can rest assured that the people know the heroic performance of the troops in air defense, and all the previous tension and uneasiness are gone." In particular, the workers of the arsenal worked overtime at night, and three more eight-line anti-aircraft machine guns were put off the production line, and this matter was also posted in the newspaper column. ”

"Arsenal! They did so well! Yang Mingzhi reluctantly stood up, and suddenly in a trance, he sat back in his seat.

This frightened Yevlov.

"Berekov! Are you okay! Did you inhale too much sulfur gas in the mine, and your head was dizzy and uncomfortable?! ”

"Probably...... One thing indeed! I'm so tired! I think I'd go ahead and sleep for a while. ”

After all, Yang Mingzhi fell asleep during the rest of the headquarters, and the daily work of the army was completely carried by Yevlov.

The so-called fact that everything is normal in the troops and that the mood of the military and the people is stable is not entirely true. The armed overseers were basically recruited from families who had fled into the swamps, and no matter how patriotic they were, many of them still died, and how could the family not be thrilled when a good person was suddenly killed by a German plane?

For the families of the deceased, the guerrilla republics immediately gave some condolences, namely some potatoes. Even if the condolences are very limited, at least they reflect the attitude.

Belarusians are extremely patient, while Russians are pure revenge, and the partisan republic army democracy is these two peoples. Hundreds of men died, and thousands of women were stimulated! They were never sheep, and among the vast majority of women, many of whom were already forty years old, were brewing an urge to become soldiers to avenge the death of their husbands and children!

This kind of clarity among the people is what Salinchkin and Yevlov like to see, and it is difficult for them not to fantasize that if middle-aged women are also armed, the entire guerrilla republic, with its maximum combat strength, will not exceed 40,000?! And for the first time, there will be more soldiers than weapons!

At present, it is not timely to mobilize women from the entire guerrilla republic into the army. After all, they are responsible for more than 70% of the food planting, and their first priority is to farm!

When the sky was dark, Yang Mingzhi woke up again, and his spirit recovered well. The temperature turned cooler, he put on a leather coat, shook his body and returned to the large office of the headquarters, leisurely lighting a cigarette for himself.

This pleasant time was only five minutes, and as a decision-maker, after he was fully conscious, his eyes shifted to the map on the table, and his mind shifted to Zhirobin.

Military operations against that small city had been put on the agenda, but the sudden bombardment of the German army disrupted the plans. Tonight, Yevlov and Fomin gathered again at the headquarters to discuss military operations.

It was at this moment that the telegraph room of the command headquarters received an urgent telegram from the command of the front! Its content has already made the girls on duty sweat.