Chapter 738: Qingming Rain

Rain is already inevitable, when Yang Mingzhi went out of the door, he was already aware of the rain, basically these raindrops were so weak that they were blown by the wind and floated in the air. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Hey! It looks like it's going to rain today! Yang Mingzhi stood at the door and stretched his waist fiercely, his stomach growled, and he shook his head: "Honey, let's go to the cafeteria for a meal!" You go next door and wake up the Natasha siblings. ā€

Early morning just bread and buckwheat porridge. The porridge is salty, mixed with some vegetables and chopped mushrooms, so the pickles are omitted.

On the 4th of April, many villagers had already finished their work. The search for the forest can be said to not spare an inch of land, and in the jurisdiction of each team, all the materials that fell from the sky, even if they were not transported back in time, were also marked with locations.

In fact, in the process, they also searched for some fresh mushrooms, which were added to the canteen.

As the villagers returned to the blacksmith village one after another, the huge collective farm gradually became lively. But even when they had just returned, there was little time to rest, and people were sent to the fields to continue the delayed reclamation work, even though it was already raining!

Just the drizzle doesn't affect anything, if the rain becomes severe, the people who take care of the supplies in the warehouse will have to be busy! Especially potatoes and flour, if not stored properly, the former may sprout and the latter will become moldy!

Thinking of this, Yang Mingzhi felt that it was really necessary for him to go to the division headquarters immediately and explain to those people. This matter should also be discussed with Lyudbalev and Salinchkin.

"Okay, now Natasha you bring your brother to school, what else do you and Besica have to do after that?!" At the door of the cafeteria, Yang Mingzhi asked the girls.

"I guess we'd better go to the hospital." "It's boring to stay at home. Besides, I'm also a military doctor, and now it's starting to drizzle, and the temperature is dropping and the air is humid, so I'm afraid that the number of sick people will increase. ā€

Yang Mingzhi nodded: "It's okay, I don't know how long this rain will last, I hope it won't be too long." Originally, the two of you were going to continue to take vacation, but since you don't want to continue lying down, you might as well go to work in the hospital! ā€

It's just that after breakfast, the sky is still hazy, and the rain has become heavier unconsciously. He knew that there was basically no possibility of a rainstorm in spring, that is, a light rain could fall for several days.

"Alas! It's really spring rain as expensive as oil! After this rain, potatoes can thrive! Even if it turns into mud pits everywhere, it's enough to choke! Yang Mingzhi watched the girls' backs disappear, so he went straight to the division headquarters with his head down.

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Yang Mingzhi actually has some worries, and in the coming days, the matter of the fertilizer plant must be resolved. At present, those equipment have been built, and it is at least theoretically feasible to mass-produce ammonia from peat, but only the pungent ammonia water is actually poured into the field and becomes a "stimulant" for potato growth, and it really makes sense to work so long on your own.

In addition to this, there are also military matters, and the strength of the troops must continue to expand. It is a pity that Balzen's operation lost thousands of elites, even if the paratroopers were under the command of the 284th Division, they had never fought once, and their combat effectiveness was really as strong as advertised? In any case, the strength of the troops is still weakened, and the current 284th Division may not be able to withstand the enemy's huge offensive.

At this juncture, Yang Mingzhi didn't think that the German army would make a big move, and the German 707th Division was afraid that it would be beaten into a disability by Balzen again, and they would definitely choose to continue to be complacent! Not to mention it's raining now!

But! But! Look at the time, today is the fourth of April, the Battle of Stalingrad and a series of ancillary battles broke out in a few months, and the reason for this battle is in the next month! Stalin will order his incomparably confident Southwestern Front to further counteroffensive, and the Kharkov offensive campaign will break out. As the 284th Guards Division, which also belonged to the Southwestern Front, it was strange that it would not receive an offensive order during the campaign.

Could it be that Stalin would have ordered his own troops to attack Mozyri? Or is it crazy to go south to fight Kyiv?

At this time, of course, it was only his own inference, and the matter of the counterattack was also known by himself because of his foresight. In addition, the people who know about it are the top echelons of the Soviet Union, and the counteroffensive is almost inevitable, and the time of the counteroffensive is still in absolute secrecy. Perhaps, because of being a little butterfly in the plane, the counterattack time has also changed?!

Yang Mingzhi went directly into the division office because he was stuffy, and he had a tense face and was worried.

Yevlov was here, and he already had a lot of paperwork on his work. Seeing Yang Mingzhi who came suddenly, he couldn't help asking, "What?" Is it that the weather is bad today and your mood is as bad as the weather? ā€

"Yes! Isn't this confusing? With that, the coat hung on the wall, and Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but walk to the map wall.

"Hey! Berekov, you look at the map again, do you start to think about any plans in your head again? I'm telling you, Balzen has just come back and lost so many people, and I hope that in the coming period we will have to take a break and recuperate. ā€

"Yes! I don't plan to provoke the Germans anymore, and now that it's raining, if it rains for a few more days, a large area further north will be full of mud ponds, and the Germans won't go crazy and be with the catfish! ā€

"Yes, that's good for our swamps, but we're also going to be muddy."

"Of course!" Yang Mingzhi turned his back and continued: "I'm just worried, we don't want to fight, but if Salinchin receives an order from his superiors, we soldiers can only bite the bullet." ā€

Salinchkin's superiors, Beria, Stalin! Yevlov coughed twice and said: "It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders, and if our superiors ask us to attack, we must attack, even if the conditions are difficult, we must act!" ā€

In Yevlov's opinion, this is a bit abnormal for today's old fellow, and he mentions another thing in passing: "That's right! Berekov, more than half an hour ago there was a report from a soldier that he asked about the smell of burnt mush at your doorstep! But the chimney didn't emit black smoke, could it be that the weather was so humid that even the fireplace couldn't be lit? ā€

"It's to burn some paper." Yang Mingzhi was still staring at the map of the region on the wall, his attention focused on the location of Ukraine.

"Oh? Burning paper? What paper to burn. Yevlov continued to ask.

"It is our Chinese custom that today is one of the two days a year to commemorate the dead." As he spoke, Yang Mingzhi turned his head. "It's an anniversary, you know, my wife and I died at the hands of the Japanese, and we're both in Belarus and we can only look to the East."

This remark aroused the citizens of Yevlov, fortunately his parents were in the Far East, and his father would never have been drafted when he was old.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Alas! Berekov, I think my parents would have thought at one time that their only son was killed in battle! And the result! I'm living a very good life, but I've been promoted! Now the Far Eastern Military District must have told them about me a long time ago, and I am now the commander of the Guards Division! ā€

"That's how it should be!" Yang Mingzhi applauded, "You are very lucky, Comrade Yevlov, but many people are not so lucky. ā€

Yevlov shook his head with a wry smile: "Yes, a lot of people have been sacrificed, this guy Balzen, he thinks he is invincible?" No matter how bad that division is, plus the Dongfang Battalion, there must be tens of thousands of people, with one enemy to ten, this kind of crazy move is either crazy or crazy! ā€

"So you're saying he's still crazy?"

"Yes! Berekov, don't keep looking at the map, first look at the information that Yerentina got from interrogating Balzen. As he spoke, Yevlov took a stack of papers and crackled on the tabletop. Come on, you take a look too. Look at how our death captain died! ā€

Speaking of coming to the division today, Yerenkina is more abnormally not here. Now that she has summarized all the experiences of Balzen during this period, as the chief of staff, she should really read these first-hand information. Yang Mingzhi hurriedly sat down in front of Yevlov with a wooden stool and took the yellowed document printed with dense letters in his hand.