While Yelenkina interrogated the newcomers, Yang Mingzhi was busy with his own business. He was brewing a plan, but because it was not a battle plan, he didn't meet to discuss it.

In addition to this plan, some troubles were also bothering him.

"It's going to rain for a long time, and the air is wet, so it's best to have a sunny day, and I can dry my clothes."

Star fruit listened carefully to her husband's complaints, clothes should be washed and washed, it was rainy outside, and the clothes had to be dried indoors.

"Brother, don't complain anymore, there will always be a time when the rain will stop. Didn't you say it's the rainy season? There will always be intermittent rainfall this month, and we will endure it. ”

"Good. I endure! Yang Mingzhi closed the booklet and leaned back in his chair quietly.

He was an officer and naturally stayed at home when he was not on official duty. Although it rained a lot during this time, the house did not leak at all. This old man seems to be rude, and he is also coarse and meticulous when he engages in civil engineering.

There was a knock on the door.

"Report to the deputy division commander, there is an urgent meeting!" The herald shouted through the door.

"Okay, I got it. Stand down! ”

I thought I could take a lazy day off, but I was interrupted by the meeting. Yang Mingzhi stretched his waist, slowly stood up, turned to his wife, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed doing needlework, and said, "After you finish the work in hand, continue to review the Chinese characters, and I will check it when I come back." ”

"Oh, good."

Star fruit subconsciously touched the small book beside her, and because there was no military action for a few days, she also had more leisure time to take the opportunity to learn cultural knowledge.

"It's good if you know, practice writing for a while, if you can't write well, I'll spank you when you come back."

Yang Mingzhi said jokingly, star fruit understands, of course, it is coquettish and sticks out her tongue. After sewing the patches, the girl sat down at the table, holding a pen and copying the words she had learned.

Yang Mingzhi naturally went to the division headquarters in the drizzle. "It's an unfortunate weather, and my glasses are full of boil." After entering the house, Yang Mingzhi complained.

"Alright, you don't have to complain. I really can't imagine that you don't have to fight for a while, and you also wear your glasses, as if you are an intellectual. Also, your glasses are quite special. Yerenkina teased.

But Yang Mingzhi was unnaturally shocked in his heart, could it be that he was targeted by her? These glasses are a 21st century thing, the frame is made of resin, and although it can be painstakingly made in this era, eyewear manufacturers still prefer metal frames.

Yang Mingzhi held back his mood and said tentatively: "This time you called me over must have something to do with the military, and it has nothing to do with my little glasses." He found his seat and sat down. What's the matter, did the higher authorities let us attack some city? ”

"Of course not!" Yelenkina said relaxedly, which also made Yang Mingzhi breathe a sigh of relief.

"Alright, now it's my turn to speak." Yevlov looked left and right and said: "That's right, the scouts on our periphery have found some very special people, they came from the east bank of the Dnieper, there are two people in total, both are college students, and they are also members of the Komsomol League. ”

"Oh? And this kind of thing? ”

Yang Mingzhi is well aware of this history, and after the war began, the Soviet Union sent many people to infiltrate enemy-occupied areas in order to form a large number of guerrilla units. Since it was a formation of troops, the leadership of the CPSU was very important, and a large number of old Bolsheviks and Komsomol members took the lead and finally became the backbone of the various partisan detachments.

But history is cruel, and it is not good to operate behind enemy lines in other areas when the enemy is in the limelight.

At this point in time, Yang Mingzhi has expected that the macro history is progressing steadily. He asked tentatively, "Those two people, can you be trusted?" Well, I mean, we've taken in a lot of people, and the enemy must be looking for us. If ......"

Yerentina immediately understood what she meant, and said solemnly: "They have no problem, and they are all loyal to the organization. I carefully checked the identities of these two people, and they were indeed members of the Komsomol and that their documents were not fake. ”

"So did you get them to say that word?" Yang Mingzhi continued to ask.

"Yes, and their Russian is very authentic. You must know that there are a lot of Belarusians in our team, and there are certain differences between Belarusian and Russian, and those two people speak very authentic Russian, and even have a lot of slang words. Now I assure you in the name of the NKVD that those two comrades are indeed comrades. ”

Yerenkina is so sworn that Yang Mingzhi no longer doubts, and Yevlov also fully trusts it.

At this meeting, Yang Mingzhi received the expected important information, that is, a large number of Communist Youth League members were infiltrating the vast enemy-occupied areas.

Yang Mingzhi was very excited and slapped his thigh: "Great, now we need a group of new forces with a strong will to fight." We are also worried that our combat effectiveness will decline due to the protracted war and the lack of personnel. Now that we have a group of loyal Bolsheviks, I am afraid that our combat effectiveness will increase. ”

Everyone was excited on this issue, but everyone kept their senses. "Since many people will come, the combat effectiveness of the army will naturally increase. But we also have to be careful not to waste talent. Yerentina said.

She spoke with those two men, Wilkin and Bersky. "Both young men were second-year college students, needed by the war, they took a leave of absence and were sent on assignments by the organization. But both of them studied literature, and they both had a very good culture, and it would be a pity for them to be too easily injured or sacrificed as front-line soldiers. ”

"And what about the attitude of these two?" Yang Mingzhi asked.

"Of course it's going to war, it's crazy. The fact that a writer throws a pen from Rong can be hyped up, but it is a waste to really let a writer die. “

These words actually came out of her mouth, and Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but complain: "Just a few months ago, there was a woman holding a revolver and driving a group of professors and students to the position, and in the end, many people died in battle. “

"That's the order!" Yerentina stood up violently, and her cheeks were flushed. "I know you're talking about me, and I don't really think it's right, but an order is an order, and I have to do it. It is in force for all citizens. ”

"So now we have the option to decide that some people don't have to go to the front line." Yang Mingzhi asked.

"Not bad. We must set a rule, and those who will enter the barracks in the future will have some material that is indeed not born to fight. Comrade Ulyanov once said that everyone should play his or her part. Those two who study literature, they can serve as the propaganda personnel of our troops, and they can be political commissars. They were responsible for writing articles, printing them in the blacksmith village and distributing them to the soldiers to encourage them to continue fighting. ”

Yang Mingzhi nodded, it is indeed very reasonable to do this.

"So, the people of the chemical school were assigned to the arsenal, the medical school was assigned to Raslyutin, and the writers were to be clerks or teachers. If you really can't find a place to go, you can go down to the grassroots level to be a political commissar? ”

Yerenkina sat down peacefully, "Hehe, you actually know what I mean." “

"That is, we must establish a scientific concept of development and make the best use of it. You are the political commissar of the division, and you are responsible for everything in life, and what you are doing now is very supportive to me as the deputy division commander. After that, Yang Mingzhi pursed his eyes and looked at Yevlov. What do you think. That's what I'll do in the future. ”

"Yes, that's it."

"Good! That's pretty much it for this meeting, isn't it? I'll have to go back and see how the girl is doing. ”

Yang Mingzhi had just stood up, and it was obvious that there was still a topic for the meeting, and Yevlov waved his hand. "One more thing, about eating, we have to be foolproof."

Yang Mingzhi sat down slowly again, the so-called eating problem, he didn't have to think about it to know what it was. "Why, is there something big wrong with our granary? I remember it was just some of the potatoes that were moldy. “

Yevlov has received some very serious reports these days, regretting the situation. It turned out that because of the war and rain, the original granary construction could not catch up with the plan. The rain came and went, and for a long time, many potatoes rotted and had to be fed for domestic poultry. "Preliminary estimates suggest that 10% of the potatoes sprouted or spoiled due to the rains, and some flour was helplessly damp. Originally, we planned that there would be no food shortage, but we didn't expect such a natural disaster, so we still had to think of something, and I didn't want to remember that the soldiers hadn't made preparations before when they were hungry. ”

Yang Mingzhi sighed in his heart, because more and more refugees entered the swamp, and there were still a large group of energetic Communist Youth League members in the future, and the amount of food reserves was greatly lost. It is true that Lao Maozi's granary technology has not been very good for hundreds of years, and after the war, Soviet agriculture was still very bad.

Since ancient times, soldiers and horses have not moved grain and grass first, and if there is a shortage of food in the troops, the consequences can be imagined.

"This is the case at the moment, and we have to reduce food rations for the sake of future development. Alas, there is no way around it. "Yevlov intends to deal with the rationing system with jack-of-all-trades, reducing the in-kind ration of non-combatants and guaranteeing the rations of the soldiers. This is the time of war, and ordinary people in the USSR are very simple, and they will gladly accept this decision. Because people are not stupid, if this swamp is captured by the enemy, this paradise in the enemy-occupied area will instantly become a hell on earth, and everyone will die.

Yang Mingzhi heard him say that some of his words were throttling, "I think your plan is too conservative, teacher. If it's a food shortage, I think it's the least likely problem in our case. He pointed to the east, "The Dnieper over there, and the Pripet to the west." The recent rains have caused the river to rise a lot, and the catfish are going to the shallow water in search of drowning animals. Besides, it's autumn, and wild ducks and wild geese are also coming in flocks to spend the winter. There's a lot of food around us! We can fish on a large scale. ”

Fishing, Yevlov knew that many villagers had already started this operation, but it was a question of how much they could catch.

"Actually, I think that through large-scale fishing, quantitative changes can become qualitative changes. One thing I didn't tell you was that Rigushkov and I had already made a plan. We made a lot of small explosives and threw them into the water to blow the fish out. It's so simple, crude and efficient, we can get a huge catch in an instant, which can then be salted into salted fish or air-dried into dried fish. ”

This was said as if a fish had thrown itself into a snare, and Yevlov's eyes lit up. (To be continued.) )