Yang Mingzhi got out of the car and walked on the dirt road leading to the Mixi ferry.

The dirt road, which is still a road, is already covered with muddy mud pools. Such road conditions were a disaster for mechanized troops, like the German attack on Moscow in the autumn of 1941. In the autumn rainy season, the muddy roads gave the German logistics a huge resistance, until the cold snap arrived and the muddy water froze.

This kind of road condition is quite okay for a purely two-legged army.

The image of Yang Mingzhi and his fighters has changed a little. The paratrooper soldiers are equipped with high-top leather boots, which are adapted to the complex environment. The soldiers of the 284th Regiment and the Reconnaissance Battalion of the 284th Division also changed into leather boots. Their leggings were still there, and they wore boots that had been ripped from German soldiers.

Everyone's boots were covered in mud, and their feet were dry.

It's just that the people are in very bad condition, they are forced to step on the mud and move forward, and some even go barefoot. The people with sacks on their backs kept walking past Yang Mingzhi, and some of them even cooperated to carry logs, or even work together to carry canoes! In a short period of time, they will set up a logistical camp at the Missy ferry to serve as a favorable support for the operation.

The people were speechless, and their figures were more gray and majestic. Everyone walked with heavy steps and difficulties in the mud, and every move was in response to the depth and firmness of the Slavic nation.

Yang Mingzhi on foot was very relaxed, he wore an old steel helmet and a pistol pinned to his waist, except that he did not carry a weight. His guards were heavily loaded, with enough food to last five days and a blanket in addition to weapons and plenty of ammunition.

The dirt road did not last long, and he soon met the last troops of the 2nd regiment, that is, with Lavrenj and Evgeny.

These warriors, they knew that when they heard the shrill whistling of the sky and saw the black dots, they should immediately lie down. They knew that crawling forward under mortar bombardment was no more dangerous than staying put. They know that when the enemy tank kills them, they only need to calmly carry the RPG in a half-squat, calmly aim and pull the trigger. They also knew that the German machine gunners who fired from two or three hundred meters away had more frightening elements than killing ones.

These fighters are veterans, the backbone of the 2nd regiment, and even old guys who survived the battle for Minsk!

The proportion of veterans in the second regiment was only half, and their operational losses at the end of March were too great! The rest of the fighters, most of whom had been transferred from the militia units, and some of whom had been transferred from the 3rd Regiment of Anatoly.

Therefore, for these soldiers, it is the first time that they can really go to the battlefield to fight the enemy head-on!

Veterans know that many times, only by saving their lives can they kill the enemy better. And for the newcomers, killing the enemy as soon as possible and gaining honor is simply more important than life!

In the army, these two mentalities coexist, and Yang Mingzhi knows that no matter how enthusiastic a recruit is, as long as he survives after many battles, that desperate enthusiasm will fade a lot. The rest is only instinctively to survive on the battlefield and numb to kill the enemy.

After all, this second regiment is his descendant of Yang Mingzhi! I have to have more love for them!

Before dark, Yang Mingzhi arrived at the Missy Ferry, and there were already a large number of people around a small forest!

The temporary command post was set up in the woods, and he called the guards and immediately ordered the officers to come and report.

"Report to the Commander! Paratrooper Brigade Commander Tapunov arrived! ”

Tepunov saluted, and he stood aside with the deputy brigade commander and brigade commissar for the time being.

Next were Lavrenti and Evgeny, who were not as brightly dressed as the paratroopers, and their trimmed beards and the wrinkles on their faces, especially their deep eyes, were a testament to their old spiciness.

Even older and spicier is Balzen, and his gestures exude a murderous aura! His chin was shaved clean with a dagger, but his lips were deliberately left.

Balzen's beard was not very chic, the most chic was the so-called cavalry battalion commander - Little Volmansky. It was also the first time Yang Mingzhi had seen such an officer, he was young, and his beard was simply an intentional tribute to Budyonny.

As for Anatoly, his face is much cleaner, and he doesn't have a beard, but this image is worrying, like an ordinary young man who has not been deeply involved in the world, but in fact he is not young.

Yang Mingzhi exchanged a few words with the officers, and then his eyes were aimed at Anatoly, after all, the key to the river crossing operation depended on the quality of his and his troops' work!

The state of work, Anatoly is also in a hurry to report.

"Comrade Commander, I have sent people to ride the raft that was made at the beginning, with ropes, and successfully crossed the river to the ruins of Mixi Village on the other side of the river."

This is what Yang Mingzhi wanted to hear the most, and he immediately asked: "Is this true?!" What about a raft? How many people did you cross? How was the preparation for the ferry? ”

"Yes! Our raft took eleven people and drifted slowly to the opposite bank. The raft floated on one side, and the ropes were thrown into the river little by little. When our men arrived on the other side, they immediately wrapped the rope around the tree. ”

"So, where is the rope now? Besides, the raft crosses the Dnieper, what is the effect of the current? ”

"The impact of the water flow is very limited!" Anatoly was relieved, "so we dared to throw the rope directly into the river, and the raft was not washed too far." Now the ropes are all sunk in the water, and the prefabricated rafts, also according to your orders, the two rafts are connected in series with hemp rope and fastened to nylon cables with rope sheaths. At night, at your command, all the cables of the sinking river will be tightened, and we will be able to ferry smoothly! ”

Yang Mingzhi nodded with satisfaction: "Very good!" You're doing a great job. This time we have prepared 20 cables, which means that we have 20 ferry lines! I remember that Kavitsky also came, the head of our blacksmith village, did he help you? ”

"He and his people have been a huge help!" Anatoly praised. "Now, I've completed nine ferry lines and the remaining eleven are in progress! If you're interested in visiting the riverside now, you can see the rafts floating on the river with the naked eye. Raise the binoculars to see the swaying figures in the ruins of Missi Village! ”

"Of course I'll go and see it! You still have eleven routes to complete, but hurry up! ”

Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but raise his right hand and put it heavily on Anatoly's shoulder.

This moved Anatoly very much, after all, the commander did intend to cultivate himself, and he seemed to be very good for this river crossing.

"Anatoly, if our military operation is a great success, you and the 3rd Regiment will be the first to make a contribution, and when I report to my superiors, your name will be indispensable!"

"And me! Comrade Commander! ”

Yang Mingzhi turned his head sharply and saw the "bearded man". He squinted his eyes and asked, "That's right!" You are also surnamed Vomansky, you are the nephew of the village chief! Your beard is very chic, are you thirty years old? ”

"Nope! I'm only twenty-one years old! ”

Yang Mingzhi was stunned, presumably this guy deliberately continued his beard since he grew a beard. This kind of behavior was not at all strange among young Soviet people, considering that his uncle, the village chief Volmansky, had a Budyonny-style cavalry fanaticism, wearing a "Budyonny" military hat and a "Budyonny's beard", it was quite normal.