Because of the impromptu meeting, it was late for dinner. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking back on today, Yang Mingzhi only feels that he has lived too full! Early in the morning, I hurriedly rode in the carriage with my wife, and it was the weakest moment when she came this day. I didn't expect to encounter such an unexpected incident as the assassination of a prisoner of war, and it was the first time to fight with the Germans in the area under complete control!

This matter had just ended, and he went to the arsenal again and began the development of fertilizer explosives. Rushing to this "beautiful day" finally passed safely, and the execution of prisoners of war came again.

As usual, this dinner is more hearty, the main course is a piece of roast lamb shank, accompanied by some fresh vegetables, and the large lieba is sliced.

Calm had returned to the canteen, and the fighters, who had worked all day, returned to their barracks. There is no military task, the soldiers ushered in a rare time for entertainment, in the past, everyone would play cards, chat as a pastime, but today because of the fatigue of the reclamation, they have to wipe their bodies with well water and then sleep in the bed.

Without interference, the canteen can make a small stew unhurriedly.

Carambola and Natasha were called over for dinner, even though they had already eaten.

In front of everyone and these two girls, recalling today's events, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help complaining while holding a wine glass.

"The proverb of the camp of the Soviet Union! The enemy will not rest, we let our guard down and we are killed! I really don't know what happened to the three female militiamen who protected me in the melee. ”

Carambola actually went to the hospital by the way, and she learned the latest situation.

"Brother! The militia that protected you was badly wounded in the waist and is now ...... Already sacrificed. ”

"Sacrificed!" Yang Mingzhi was taken aback, and the others were even more surprised.

"What a pity! We drink wine and eat meat here, and some of us die to protect me! This luxury, there really is something that should not be. Looking at the wine glass, Yang Mingzhi stood up impulsively.

After drinking some wine, he came to his senses, and simply went in the direction of the hospital, and spilled the wine on the ground.

It was an incredible move, and Yerentina arched Yevlov. "You say, what is Berekov doing? Is it a shamanic ritual? ”

"Maybe, he's from China after all."

When the carambola heard this, she immediately explained: "Chiefs! This is a ritual in our hometown to pay tribute to the dead, a toast to the sacrificed. ”

"In that case, let's all stand too!" Yevlov was the first to stand up.

When Yang Mingzhi saw such a scene, everyone in the room stood up, and all the liquid in the cup was spilled on the ground.

"To our martyrs!" Yevlov said solemnly.

They are a very reasonable group of people, and they will not be stingy because the person who sacrificed is a daughter. Yang Mingzhi shrugged, his expression relaxed, and he also sat down to eat this hearty meal with peace of mind.

At the dinner table, the real hairs immediately return to their true nature. Yang Mingzhi believes that if it weren't for the current logistical situation, which can be described as miserable, once the Soviet army's logistics opened up the communication line and sent a large amount of vodka, all the soldiers would immediately blow on the bottle until they drank it to pieces.

At present, the only wine has become almost the privilege of the officers, and Yevlov is not polite to indulge in it, and even blows the bottle like Lyudbalev, who should maintain his elegant demeanor.

There is a wife staring here, and Yang Mingzhi just has a few drinks. He also wanted to talk about fertilizer explosives and ammonium nitrate rocket propellants, look at Lyudbalev, who was already blushing like a monkey's ass, and Yevlov shaking his head, don't talk about these things for the time being.

Yelenkina could see that Yang Mingzhi still had something to say, she drank a lot of wine, yawned and said: "We have been studying the matter of soldier reclamation for a long time, and now the policy has been implemented for several days. The vast number of villagers have also been called to rise up to open up the wasteland, and the army and civilians have joined the battle, and I believe that when the potatoes are harvested in the summer, there will be a bumper harvest! ”

"Of course there will be a good harvest! The immediate priority now is development, and while the Germans are crippled by us, we can rapidly expand our forces while they regain their strength and adjust their strategic deployments. Let's take a break for a few months and continue to fight large-scale battles! ”

"Still fighting? We'll take a break for a few months?! "Although Yerenkina was drunk, her mind was not unclear. The interval between the two battles was too short, from December last year to March this year, and the enemy's losses in four months would reach 10,000 men! To achieve such a victory, our personnel losses were only 3,000, and from the overall point of view, this is really a miracle of war.

The price of the miracle was also terrible, the ammunition was seriously consumed, although most of the soldiers were not injured, they were physically and mentally exhausted from long-term combat, and it was only a matter of time before large-scale non-combat attrition was carried out, and the battle could not be fought again.

She hurriedly asked, "You are the chief of staff!" You said! When are we going to conduct large-scale operations again? ”

The woman's movements were already a little stiff, and her body was already uncoordinated after being drunk. At this time, we should not discuss these battles that are still in our minds, Yang Mingzhi said frankly: "December last year was the first battle, this March was the second battle, and I think the third battle should be in June. Whether or not it can be carried out in the summer depends on our preparedness on the one hand, and on the other hand, on the development of Germany. ”

"German? Do they dare to go south and continue to fight us? Other...... No kidding. Yelenkina waved her hand with a smirk, and then fell headlong in front of the table, this scene really jumped Yang Mingzhi. However, the snoring soon came out, and Yang Mingzhi shook his head: "If you are too strong to drink, you have to pour yourself ......"

Looking at the others, the situation has become a mess again, and even the mayor of Gomel, Lyudbalev, is drunk. There were a dozen more empty bottles on the table, "Do you have to drink all the wine and leave the bottles for cocktails?" "It's just that Lao Maozi is too greedy.

The air was filled with the smell of food and alcohol. Few people moved the roasted leg of lamb, and everyone was busy drinking. The barbecue entered the girl's plate, and the star fruit Natasha only cared about eating, but since Yang Mingzhi said that the third battle would be held in June, their little ears immediately stood up.

Everyone was drunk, and Natasha mustered up the courage to ask, "Sir, what you said about the military operation in June shouldn't be drunk?" ”

"Of course it's true! When have I ever joked? Yang Mingzhi put on a smiling face and looked at the two girls, and he did not continue to answer Natasha.

Why was the next campaign in June 1942? There is only one reason - the Battle of Stalingrad.

This is what is destined to happen, from a variety of perspectives, macroscopically the German army will inevitably storm the Volga River basin, Stalingrad's strategic position is incomparable, then Ukraine will run full of military columns, and Kiev will become a huge railway dispatching field.

The strategic opportunity lies here, the swamp is too close to Kyiv, and if you don't make a big news that shocks the whole world, I'm really sorry for crossing this matter!

The dinner ended like this, Yang Mingzhi didn't drink much spirits, but he was slightly drunk, but because of too many affairs today, he was still a little floating when he was tired. Happy he was supported by two girls, and Natasha was even stronger, as if she was holding her man on the way home.

Of course, his woman is Besica, and Natasha only enjoys this brief moment of happiness, and as an older sister she also has to take care of her younger brother who comes home from school.

The home has been simply cleaned up by the soldiers who were greeted by star fruit, and the two girls sent Yang Mingzhi directly to the bed, and soon the snoring sounded.

"He's so tired today!" Natasha chuckled, "Bessica, you're going to have to take care of him!" ”

"I'm used to it! Natasha, you also hurry back to take care of Kostya, I'll be here for me, and I'll call you again if there's something. ”

The star fruit, which should have had a good rest, was still busy, and while taking off her husband's coat, her mouth was full of nagging. With great effort, he took off his coat and pants, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and gave up. "That's it for today, I don't care about burying it." Talking to himself, the star fruit slipped into bed......