The fields to be excavated by the second regiment were all cultivated in the early days, and when the weather began to warm up in February, sowing began.

Even though the overall climate was still cold at that time, the cold-tolerant varieties cultivated by Maozi for hundreds of years were still tenaciously rooted in this harsh land.

In March, the climate warmed up and the frozen marshes were fully revived, and at this time, the reclamation movement began to enter its peak.

Farmers know best which land is suitable for reclamation and which land can only continue to be abandoned. Even though the location of the blacksmith village is generally dry and there are few ponds, when the ground thaws, the water in the upper reaches of the two major rivers increases dramatically, and the wetness spreads throughout the swampy area.

The land that was once dry has become muddy, and the water volume in the pond has become higher.

This type of land is not designated as a target for reclamation, so which land is more suitable for reclamation? People have their eyes on the forest.

It is true that many countries are doing the destruction of forests to convert them into farmland, and they only start to protect them when they realize that their forest resources have been devastated. Belarus has huge forest resources, but because of its sparse population, large areas of forest are not developed at all.

Cutting down trees to build camp tents, which the guerrilla republics have always done, is not to mention destroying nature.

This is because logging operations have always followed the rule that there must be enough trees around any building to provide some cover for the building. Such measures were taken against German air raids, after all, there were no Territorial Defense Forces here.

Logging did not become a pattern of cancer spread, and the rabbits did not eat the grass next to the nest, they went farther away, nibbling in the east and west.

As a result of this measure, a large number of "freckles" appeared in the forest, and holes appeared in the dense green sea of the forest, precisely because the large trees were cut down and only the roots remained.

People quickly targeted the holes in these forests and oceans, and they used various means to dig out the roots of the trees, so as to open up large and small farmlands.

Some of the farmland that the second regiment plans to harvest is like this, which makes Yang Mingzhi very interested, and he has also set up a job today, that is, to dig such farmland.

Ravliandi did not dare to slack off, and decided to personally lead the commander to such a field.

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The soldiers in their costumes lined up and stood neatly in the open space outside the dormitory, waiting for orders.

Yang Mingzhi had no intention of reviewing the troops at the beginning, and since the officers and men were already standing there straight, it would not be possible not to make a show.

He just pretended to be serious with his hands behind his back, and walked in front of the first row of soldiers, his eyes fixed on their uniforms.

Now, these people are dressed completely differently from when they eat, perhaps because they were stimulated by the old battalion commander, they took off their coats when they returned to the dormitory, and they wore sea soul shirts on their upper bodies one by one!

They carried shriveled 1930-style military bags, and many of them made of rags with similar style escape bags. These bags were temporarily used as containers for potatoes, and in addition to this, the captured German steel helmets also became containers, and the tops of these steel helmets were knocked flat and transformed into pots for boiling water and rice.

There was nothing special in their hands for digging tools, that is, sapper shovels. Some of them were made by the Germans, and some of them were made by themselves, and in short, it was very convenient to plow the ground.

Yang Mingzhi examined them with satisfaction, until a donkey screamed, completely attracting its attention.

He turned to see five donkey carts slowly moving, one of which was visibly out of temper, and the bearded donkey was pulling the reins with all his might, but the donkey's temper kept it moving.

"Hah! Comrade Commander! This is a comrade arranged by the municipal party committee, and the potatoes we have dug are put into a donkey cart and transported to the warehouse in the shortest possible time. Lavrenti hastened to explain.

Yang Mingzhi nodded and sighed: "Just five cars, how much can you pull?" Besides, the donkey is too small, far less powerful than a horse. ”

"I guess they don't want to give it!"

"Yes! That Volmansky has a monopoly on horses! Yang Mingzhi stomped his feet and said: "Now that the donkey cart has arrived, we have started to act, and we can't continue to delay, it is estimated that the villager group is already digging their farmland." ”

"Good! Let's go! ”

The digging for potatoes had finally begun, and Yang Mingzhi had noticed five people who had followed them, one of whom was all too familiar.

"Huh! Bersky, it seems that you have reported all the experiences of participating in the operation! You still have a camera, could it be that the film is still a little saved? ”

Yang Mingzhi only glanced at the man a few times, and just like the large army, he went straight to the farmland with his tools.

Soon after the second regiment left their camp, they arrived at the farmland for which they were responsible. At half past nine o'clock, the sun is rising, the soft sun is shining on the earth, and the temperature is rising, it seems that it can pass 20 degrees!

His dress is really cool, and his body will warm up after walking for a while, Yang Mingzhi has become accustomed to the cold of the Soviet Union, and it seems that his body is getting closer to Maozi.

This climate naturally allowed the potatoes to grow in clothing, and as they began to enter the farmland, Yang Mingzhi clearly witnessed the gratifying growth of these potatoes.

The wide green leaves of the potatoes were lined up one after another, and they looked like a dense forest cowering. This rally simply shows that the thin land under the wide leaves has long been occupied by over-enlarged roots.

Ravlianj approached Yang Mingzhi and suggested: "Comrade Commander, announce the order!" ”

At this moment, Yang Mingzhi's heart was full of the urge to dig, he was full of curiosity about the land under the green leaves, and he just wanted to know how big a potato could be excavated.

Look left and right a little, and the fighters are ready. One by one, they took off their sacks and clenched the shovels in their hands.

"I announce! The digging begins! ”

At the sound of an order, the excavation operation began in full swing.

Right in front of him, a squad of ten soldiers had already plunged their shovels deep into the ground. Their digging methods are rather peculiar, in Yang Mingzhi's view, they are more like demining, and the potatoes are like landmines.

This careful approach can be regarded as a kind of demining training, and it can also be regarded as a means to ensure the integrity of the roots.

Yang Mingzhi was supposed to follow Rav Lianji to the farmland in the forest, but now he insisted on staying for the time being to see what kind of harvest could be achieved in the field in front of him.

He believed that there would be a bountiful harvest here, and he was judged accordingly.

The potatoes were turned out, and the bulging roots were the size of a fist, and a dozen roots grew around a nursery......

More and more potatoes were turned out, and Lavrenti and Evgeny, who were watching, fell into great excitement again.

"Haha! Sir! You can see it, it's our result! It's incredible, I was worried that most potatoes are only the size of eggs, but I didn't expect that! ”

Yang Mingzhi patted Ravlianji on the shoulder: "You are too excited!" That's not good! ”

"What? Isn't the chief pleased? We have a bumper harvest, and in my opinion, even the five donkeys pulling the cart are exhausted, and they can't pull away our output! ”

"In that case, let's get the truck ready!" Yang Mingzhi tried to suppress his excitement and patted Ravlianji on the shoulder: "We still have to dig in the fields in the forest, and I hope the yield there is also good!" Now, move on! ”