Chapter 1019: Rainfall
, Yang Mingzhi believes that Alekseev and Solkina will definitely take good care of Liu Hongxiu, a month seems too short, Yang Mingzhi believes that she will seize the time and become a qualified signal soldier without disgrace to herself.
In this way, in mid-June, a Chinese-speaking communications soldier took office, and she stayed at the headquarters, so that her wishful thinking would crackle.
For Yang Mingzhi, May 10 was really fulfilling, the new rocket artillery assaulted the production line, and the experiment was also successful. Of course, there is a tragedy that kills people, but to put it cold-bloodedly, didn't the deceased also use their lives to prove the actual combat ability of this long-range rocket?
He arrived at the weapons design bureau before the sun set, and after a busy afternoon, Popov took out the drawn ballistic diagram and calculated with intuitive lines the landing point of the Exocet rocket launcher at different elevation angles.
The data on the drawings is crazy, and the theoretical maximum range of this rocket launcher is as high as 45 kilometers.
"It is not impossible for a rocket to reach a range of 50 kilometers if it flies downwind when it is launched. The current data is based on a completely windless state and a humidity of 50%. Popov explained this, and Yang Mingzhi was convinced of it.
In the past few days, he has been physically and mentally exhausted, the conference is over, the potatoes are dug up, and the new rocket launcher has been made, is there anything else to do?
And of course, there's one more, and that's sleeping! It's sleeping with your wife in your arms! Only deep sleep and family can calm down your body that has been spinning for several days.
It's just that he also knows very well that the peaceful days are fleeting, and just three or four hundred kilometers southeast of the guerrilla republic, the long-planned campaign of the Soviet army to liberate Kharkov is about to begin.
At that time, the 63rd Army will inevitably be ordered by the command of the Southwestern Front, what kind of order is that?
Yang Mingzhi is well aware, he is very aware of his responsibilities and obligations as the commander of the group army, even if his superiors order him to fight Kyiv, then go and fight!
Anyway, the raft that went down the Pripet River to Lake Kiev is already in full swing!
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Yang Mingzhi estimated that orders from his superiors would arrive at any time, and the Kharkov offensive campaign would theoretically break out within ten days. The history of that plane, the battle began in full swing on May 12th, and this plane may change.
On the 11th and 12th, Yang Mingzhi did not go anywhere, and he handed over all the tasks that should be arranged, and the staff officers of the headquarters and the general staff were shocked to find that their commander was actually idle. was actually in the big office of the headquarters, cocked Erlang's legs and tasted black tea, and stayed so calmly for two whole days.
Hour after hour passed, and he occasionally stood up and looked at the map hanging on the wall, pointed, and then returned to the wooden chair, his eyes closed thoughtfully.
Yevlov and Fomin knew that he had something on his mind, and after several inquiries, they received a very simple answer: "I have nothing to do until the combat order is issued by my superiors!" ”
It is also right for the two to think about it, the army and the departments of the regular guerrilla republics have their own tasks. The army is reorganizing and training, the warehouses are counting the grain harvest, the production teams of the collective farms are digging potatoes, the arsenals are producing at full capacity, the workshops are mass-producing munitions, and the railroad tracks are being laid in new sections every hour.
In this way, more than 50,000 people in the guerrilla republic performed their duties, and only military action could break this prosperous situation.
Two days passed peacefully, and the new history did not choose May 12. During this period, the command has been in contact with the Front Command, and its response has indeed been uniform.
In Barvenkovo and Belgorod, that is a huge powder keg, and the large number of troops that the Soviet and German armies have already assembled, there is no need for any conspiracy, and even small soldiers know that the battle is about to begin, but when it will be fought is a question.
May 12 passed peacefully, and the next day, the sky began to rain.
The signs of rain have already appeared, and the work of flood prevention and waterlogging prevention has been done one step ahead.
"This rain is really not coming at the right time!" Standing at the door of his house, Yang Mingzhi looked at the sky and sighed. The world was overcast, the dark clouds were pressed very low, and the cold rain hit his face, which also instantly woke up his spirit.
He lit a cigarette and still looked at the sky.
A new campaign is about to begin, and the weather will not be beautiful, and additional resistance will be given to the actions of the Soviet army. Moreover, isn't this rain just as bad for a guerrilla republic? It's a really bad day, and the haze is just as bad as the mood, but we can't stop because of bad weather.
Yang Mingzhi pinched out his cigarette, turned around and greeted his wife who was dressing: "Xiao Tao, it's cold today, wear more clothes, then put on your woolen sweater." ”
"Okay! Elder brother! It's just a little too bloated that way. ”
"At least it won't catch a cold! The hospital can't do without you now, if you, the great doctor, are sick, who will take care of the patients? Put on your cloak after a while, taking care not to step on the mud puddle. ”
This instruction is cumbersome enough, and Yang Mingzhi does not dare to slack off at all. The star fruit is still small, and the baby is still pregnant in the belly. It was her first child, and it meant a lot to her and to herself.
According to the traditional Chinese concept of this era, once a pregnant woman has a reaction, she has a reason to recuperate at home, and she will not continue to work until the confinement is over.
In the Soviet Union, Soviet women did not have this habit, and continuing to work with a big belly was also considered a manifestation of high ideological consciousness. Here, women are very self-reliant.
Yang Mingzhi waited for his wife to change her clothes and went out together.
She went to the hospital, and Yang Mingzhi came to the headquarters as usual.
I don't know how long this rain will last, and no matter how long it takes, the river will swell. Based on the geography of the areas currently controlled by the guerrilla republic, the water levels of the two rivers have risen, the original riverside wetlands have also expanded, and a large number of relatively dry areas have also become muddy!
Fortunately, the batch of potatoes planted at the beginning of the year was harvested, and a large number of fresh potatoes were wiped off the soil and stuffed into warehouses and cellars. Even if the new potatoes are damp, they have little effect on their quality, so they do not need to be deliberately dried when they are stored in the warehouse.
As a result, the recipes of the military and civilians changed rapidly, and originally the soldiers and civilians were eating bread, but the difference was that the soldiers ate more, and the civilian rations were very small. Fortunately, the auxiliary means of mushroom picking and fishing made the life of civilians relatively good.
At present, potatoes have become a staple food! Flour is precious, and without military operations, the physical exertion of soldiers would not be great, not to mention the fact that due to the rainfall, daily training was suspended. The soldiers were on vacation, and they stayed in the barracks, disassembling their weapons, carefully wiping off the dirt from each part, and applying new gun oil.
And civilians can't be so "lazy", because rainy days are not a bad thing.
The villagers' food rations have increased dramatically, with adults of both men and women receiving up to three kilograms of potatoes a day, in fact sitting at home sheltering from the rain and spending their time.
There's no way they're idle! Anyone who enters here, even if he was a former employee of a city factory, a citizen, is now a collective farm commissioner. The production of armaments is not affected by rainfall, and the work that should be carried out must not be delayed.
Their enthusiasm for their work is much higher than before. After the congress a few days ago, the policy of the guerrilla republics was revised, and the principle of distribution according to work and distribution according to needs has been pursued here, and after the congress, the ceiling of distribution has been greatly increased.
Like Damara, the weaver who used to knit sweaters, she has been working hard and getting three times as many food vouchers! In this way, she and her only child can not only eat enough, but also use the extra vouchers to exchange for daily necessities from people who know how to trade. Her role model became an example of how productivity increased in the entire blacksmith village, and indeed in all the workshops of the collective farms.
After all, you have the strength to produce when you have a full meal!