The crossing of the river was relatively smooth, and finally at a little after 6 p.m., all the soldiers of the 2nd Regiment successfully crossed the river. They also carried some of their baggage, but most of the loot was left on the right bank of the river, and it was too late to carry it away.

As soon as they reached the left bank of the river, they quickly set up camp, and many soldiers hoped to return to the village sooner, even claiming that they would be able to continue their journey even after nightfall. This idea was decisively rejected by the officers, and Ravlendi gave the order that the whole regiment should camp in an open field and set off after dawn. His order was also in line with the commander's request.

Yang Mingzhi knew very well how the thousands of them had come here from the blacksmith village, even if there was no rain during the entire combat operation, the mud in the swamp had not shrunk in the slightest. On the way back, they had to face a lot of mud, and the wagons and field guns captured by the troops were almost destined to be mired in the quagmire, and they had to be dragged forward with difficulty. To make matters worse, some of the deep mires in the swamp could only be seen clearly at dawn, and it would be too bad if these warriors drowned.

By the time the sun was about to set on the horizon, more than 3,000 people had successfully crossed the river.

But the paratrooper brigade, which was expected to arrive at the ferry before dark, had not yet appeared.

Yang Mingzhi was very impatient, and the only way to get in touch with Tepunov was through the radio! Thinking of this, he also suddenly realized that he was patronizing and urging the soldiers to cross the river, and he did not personally contact the blacksmith village.

Fortunately, all the tasks of the liaison headquarters were contracted by the army's signal corps headed by Diana.

Yang Mingzhi hurriedly asked, and Diana was overjoyed to report the telegram she had just received from the headquarters of the group army.

"Report to the Commander, we succeeded. It was rocket artillery, they hit Chernihiv, and our underground spies in the city have faithfully recorded it! ”

"It's bound to work!"

Yang Mingzhi's performance surprised Diana a little, wasn't the commander shocked? It was, after all, a historic blow, the rocket artillery flew forty kilometers, and the riots it brought to that city were even more significant than the bombardment itself.

So isn't Yang Mingzhi shocked? No! He was indeed shocked and very relieved. Perhaps in the eyes of the vast number of military and civilians, this rocket artillery really created history, and in his opinion, he just successfully reproduced the basic military technology that most countries have mastered decades later, and there is nothing to be proud of.

What's more, the rocket warhead selected for this bombardment was also unsatisfactory, and he wanted to fill Exocet with high-energy fuel as a cloudburst bomb, but the war was too urgent and the materials could not be supplied.

Diana still couldn't help it: "Commander! We did it! It's your success! I really didn't expect this new weapon to really be a major victory. ”

"You've said it before, and I already know about it."

"Nope! You don't know yet! You would never have imagined that our spies claim that Chernihiv is in chaos and that there are already thousands of dead and wounded! Only a small part of the dead were from the bombardment, and the vast majority were from German killings, and we ......"

"Wait!" It wasn't until here that Yang Mingzhi's confident face tightened: "What did you say?" Thousands of dead and wounded! Where is the message? Show me! ”

After collecting a batch of telegrams, Yevlov, for his part, sorted out the documents, streamlined them and sent them to the front command. Diana, a female soldier, is no one, the full text was easily translated by her, and there was not a single letter wrong.

Yang Mingzhi reviewed word by word, and he stood still for a long time in front of several radio stations of the "Frontline Communications Department." His eyes were like copper bells, and every sweat pore on his body was stretched out because of his excitement.

Diana was a little worried, and asked tentatively: "Commander! Are you alright? That is, if you have important instructions, I can send them to the army group command right now. ”

"Nope! I am fine! Very good! Yang Mingzhi said that, his heart was beating hard. At one point, he had the worst-case scenario, that is, only half of the Exocet would hit the target, and in the end, he would not make much of a crack. I really never expected that Chernihiv would finally be under martial law because of only ten rockets.

The reason for this state of affairs has already been explained in this rather lengthy telegram. "Maybe, God bless our 63rd Army!"

He took a deep breath comfortably, and ordered Diana with a smile: "Now you send a telegram to the deputy commander, saying that Commander Berekov is fully aware of the affairs of Chernihiv, and take me to the chemical laboratory and to all the workers of the arsenal to send a congratulatory telegram. And tell them that I will be home at noon tomorrow at the earliest. ”

"Okay! I'll send it. With that, Diana resolutely put the huge headphones on her head.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Mingzhi, who was in a good mood, also took advantage of the situation to smoke a cigarette, he was really happy, so he divided a few cigarette rolls and gave them to all the male signal soldiers present, and instructed: "Everyone smoke a little to relax, and then send me a telegram to the paratrooper brigade, asking where they are and how long they will be able to get to the Missy Ferry." ”

However, the telegrams sent by the signal corps did not receive a response, as if they had adopted radio silence.

Suddenly, an ominous feeling echoed in Yang Mingzhi's heart, should there be any accidents with them? No way! The enemy has been wiped out, and what else can happen to the guerrilla brigade. Even if you fight the enemy's lone stragglers, the gunfire will reveal everything.

After some analysis, Yang Mingzhi estimated that maybe it was simply their radio battery.

At this time, the sun is setting, and the dusk sun shines on the wide surface of the Dnieper River, and today's sunset is beautiful, indicating that tomorrow will also be a bright sunny day.

The temperature has obviously warmed up a lot in the past few days, but it is still too cool after nightfall.

The enemy no longer exists, perhaps fearing an air attack by the enemy's aircraft, this is purely the commander's unfounded fear! Yang Mingzhi simply stopped interfering and allowed the soldiers to light bonfires on both sides of the ferry.

There is a way that the spark can start a prairie fire, the total number of troops and civilians is more than 10,000, and the bonfires lit by so many people are as bright as the galaxy!

The soldiers gathered around the campfire, and so did Yang Mingzhi himself. Because when they arrived at the river, some soldiers also took the opportunity to take off their clothes and wipe their bodies, especially the precious sweat-stained sea soul shirts, scrubbing them in the water frantically, and then taking them to the bonfire to dry.

Of course, the bonfire is used for more than this, and more warriors use it to bake potatoes and grill fish.

The Missy Ferry was planned as a logistics base as early as the beginning of the operation, and the potatoes and fresh fish stockpiled here were quite needed. Yang Mingzhi attaches great importance to logistics, and his soldiers rarely go hungry as a result.

This time, although the population on both sides of the strait exceeded 10,000, everyone's food was good. There are not only potatoes, bread cubes, grilled fish and vegetable soup, but also large iron pots on both sides of the river, and meat broth is boiling!

The so-called broth is nothing else - horses.

One of the most important captures in this battle was horses, and who made the Luo army's baggage transportation almost rely on military horses?!

At least in the eyes of the current armies, horses are a very important and important military supply, not only can pull the "engine" of heavy artillery, but if they die on the battlefield, horse meat can also become a good meal in the lunch box of front-line soldiers.

Yes, the Soviets did not intend to waste the corpses of the Romanian horses that died on the battlefield, these were tall and strong European horses, and the horse meat was cut off the corpses. The horses died for a day, and due to the low temperatures, the decay did not seem to have occurred.

There were more than 300 horse carcasses on the battlefield, and a large amount of horse meat was cut up and thrown into carriages, and the second regiment arrived at the Missy ferry with a large amount of horse meat, which quickly benefited everyone. Each soldier was given a piece of meat, which could be roasted or boiled at the will of the company officer.

Most soldiers still like to boil broth and eat it, not to mention how comfortable it is to eat such a beautiful meal!