Chapter 762: Locomotive Guerrilla Brigade
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At this moment, Yang Mingzhi and Yevlov are still wearing boat-shaped hats, which are really out of place compared to Fuming's blue-topped large-brimmed hats, but the medal proves their noble status.
The car stopped, and according to Maozi's etiquette, Yang Mingzhi also had an affectionate Russian hug with this Fuming.
At this moment, Fuming's face was very excited, and he waved his hand: "Comrade Division Commander, Comrade Deputy Division Commander, follow me into the house." We can talk a little bit first, the pork is already roasting and waiting, and we can start the meal later. β
Hearing him say this, Yang Mingzhi felt that he had smelled the aroma of barbecue. Glancing at his wife again, looking at the girl's serious appearance, and the vibration of her neck, could it be that she is already drooling?!
People don't live purely for eating, and since they have to talk to this Fuming before the meal, I'm afraid that this will be a report meeting at all.
Therefore, star fruit and Natasha had to avoid it. The two of them were not idle, so they followed the soldier to see where they were staying tonight and tidying up their room, after all, they were going to stay here tonight.
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Standing in Fuming's office, everything was the same as for ten days, and all the furnishings had not changed. It's muddy outside, and it's very dry indoors, I'm afraid it's all thanks to the fireplace, and Yang Mingzhi noticed that it's still burning. The room was a little hot, took off his coat, Yang Mingzhi also moved a wooden stool, sat in front of the wide table, and had a water cup in front of him.
According to the habit of many Soviet residents, there would be a traditional water dispenser at home. Yang Mingzhi casually gave himself a full cup, and the gratifying thing was that this was not water, but black tea.
Seeing that his eyes were abnormal, Fuming explained: "I knew you were coming, but it was delayed because of the fog. This tea is for you! β
"Really? You're having a good time now! The person who said this was Yevlov, he had no intention of saying a word, but Fuming vaguely heard the taste of harshness.
He immediately explained: "The division commander said that it was funny, now everyone from officers to soldiers can drink black tea. There was a lot of black tea powder among the supplies airdropped by the superiors, and according to the regulations, these were regularly rationed to all soldiers, even with sugar. β
The conversation box opened like this, since this pre-dinner meeting will actually inevitably become Fuming's report meeting, then Yang Mingzhi will happily drink tea and listen.
What Fu Ming said was nothing special, because Yang Mingzhi had just left here before the airdrop operation, and he mainly reported on what happened afterward.
The collection of airdrop supplies has been completely over, and the soldiers and civilians who have been evacuated from the forest have immediately plunged into the "battle" of collecting mushrooms. Everything is for the survival of the troops, and about the results of mushroom picking, he said some data, and here he also boasted about it.
But there is one thing he can't deny: "Although mushrooms will grow wildly when the temperature rises, large-scale mushroom picking is just a supplementary food to the recipes of the military and civilians." Even if the food airdropped by the superiors will be eaten up in a month at the earliest. Therefore, we still have to eat potatoes, and this is the only one that can be produced on a large scale. β
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "This is a clichΓ©, we can't hope that our superiors can make frequent airdrops, and besides, the battle situation is changing rapidly, we can only rely on ourselves." β
"That's right! That's exactly what I thought! Fuming's emotions became agitated, "So as the general person in charge of various matters in Catfish Village." I'm racking my brains to figure out how to make food! For example, he raised fish in all the fish ponds, personally went into battle to reclaim new land with the army and civilians, and even fished out of the river mussels, crabs, and shrimps in the river, as long as they could eat them, they were included in the recipe. β
"Hey, hey! Do you still eat crabs? Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but ask, "What's delicious about this river crab?" β
"But at least it's still a little meaty......"
Fuming hurriedly smiled and waved his hand, he obviously had something embarrassing and unspeakable.
Since he didn't want the scene to continue to be embarrassing, Yang Mingzhi didn't ask any more questions, and said a few more official words to praise this Fuming.
"Oh, there are too many adjectives that the deputy division commander gave me. For a long time, I really took care of both military training and material production. I attended the meeting of the Catfish Village Soviets every time I did, and all kinds of matters would have been left to Pobosky's decision, and he had to ask me to confirm again. I was just the political commissar of the deputy division, and I had no administrative power. β
"Special times, you can!" Yevlov spoke: "Now it's military control, the village of catfish is the eastern gate of our Novgomel, and you have a heavy burden on you!" So currently you have a lot of power! I have just been touched by your report, and now I will tell you unequivocally that soon Comrade Commissioner will hold a congress at which you will report in full, and I think that your merits will be enough to receive several medals, and even to be a recipient of the title of Hero of the Soviet Union, just like us. β
Become a Hero of the Soviet Union? Fuming is shocked! Is this highest honor really my turn? Ask yourself that you are only obeying your own conscience and your determination to lead the people in the fight against fascism.
But then again, he was originally engaged in political work, and that commissioner was also a relatively senior member of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Since he has the authority to report directly to the leader, it is impossible for him not to report his own affairs. Think about it, a Ukrainian Jew, airdropped into a swamp, and a patchwork of various personnel, fought several incredible victories against the German army. Isn't that a credit? And if it is promoted, it is also very political!
Thinking of this, Fuming couldn't help but his tail slightly.
Judging from his behavior, Yang Mingzhi knew that this person was a little proud and complacent now. However, Novgomel was already surrounded by German troops, and it was a good thing that senior officers could be optimistic from the bottom of their hearts.
After drinking a cup of tea, Fuming said: "I will hold the honor that belongs to me in my hands, and if it does not belong to me, I will not think about it, I still honestly command the residents to pick mushrooms, and then take advantage of the warm period to come to large-scale reclamation." After all, more and more people are now entering the swamp. β
Speaking of this, Fu Ming had a flash of inspiration and slapped the table violently: "Hey! I thought of something that I should have told you later. Now a new situation has arisen when a partisan brigade, which four days ago was still raining, trying to swim across the rising Pripet River, was discovered by our sentry. Now the group has just been settled. β
"What do you say? A guerrilla brigade? Yang Mingzhi instantly narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Yes! Comrade Deputy Division Commander. β
"So how many people are in this force? An existence like the Tchaikov brigade? β
Fuming nodded: "Not exactly, this is the Locomotive Guerrilla Brigade, the name is really funny." β
"It's incredible!" Yevlov sat up straight and continued: "Listen to the commissioner, in the north of Babruisk there is a partisan brigade called Red October, the personnel of which is several thousand! How loud their name is. I just don't know what these new friends of ours think, and they actually named themselves Locomotives. β
Fu Ming spread his hands bitterly and said regretfully: "After all, the original composition of this guerrilla force was a group of railway policemen, and some railway workers were absorbed. In peacetime, they all worked at the Mozyri railway station. Their original group commander had died, and now they were led by a regular army company commander. β
"Who is this company commander?" Yang Mingzhi asked seriously.
"His name is Peroniski, and if the deputy division commander has an opinion about him now, then he will have to go to the hospital."
"Oh? Was this person wounded in battle? β
"Nope! This man is having a fever! He was much better after penicillin, but because of the long fighting and lack of food, he and his men were now in a very bad condition, and they were all malnourished! β
Fu Ming gave a brief account of the situation of the Locomotive Guerrilla Brigade, which, although it was a guerrilla brigade, had only one battalion in actual strength. Because of the lack of weapons, there were only a little more than a hundred guns out of more than 500 people. The personnel were also mixed, and these people fought and fought the Germans in the forest, collecting the hidden inhabitants and scattered soldiers.
As the Germans cleared more and more, the soil left for them to survive became smaller and smaller.
Keep fighting, and if you don't die on the battlefield, you will starve to death! At this critical moment, the captain met a refugee family who planned to defect to the swamp, and the whole team immediately saw hope.