As soon as the supplies landed, the collection and transfer began, and the soldiers and civilians relied on ants to transport the goods in order to move the goods back to the collective farms as soon as possible, and then transfer them to the various warehouses after the distribution was completed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's April, and when the warmth returns, precipitation is bound to be frequent.

There were many warehouses hidden in the collective farms and forests, and seven hundred tons of supplies could easily be loaded from the sky. It's just that there is no weather forecast at the moment, and the future weather can only be guessed. On March 30, the north wind blew, and Yang Mingzhi felt that there was about three levels, and the temperature was still relatively low.

The weather was actually very bad, the temperature was very warm a few days ago, and when this wave of cold air blows, the probability of precipitation throughout the marshland will be very high.

Most of the weapons and ammunition have a certain waterproof function, and the sacks containing various clothes and bedding are often oiled in order to be more tolerant, so that they also have a certain waterproof ability. Except for the sacks of burlap containing flour, the best food is most afraid of water, which spoils quickly when it gets wet.

Because one of the tasks of the soldiers and civilians is to put the materials in the warehouse as quickly as possible for strict storage, and now they are indeed doing it.

Yang Mingzhi will not worry about someone procrastinating, now there are busy crowds everywhere, and the small flat land at the entrance of the division department has also served as a temporary small material distribution center, and the material resources are constantly pulled over, and the left-behind personnel will immediately start to transfer goods.

The large sacks were basically filled with clothing, and the list of the Southwestern Front showed that the airdropped was enough to equip 10,000 men in a full set of military uniforms. Compressed these garments are not bulky, but they weigh a staggering amount. In addition to clothing, there is a new military blanket with impeccable thermal performance, and a dark green battle cloak that can be transformed into a field tent for individual soldiers in a second.

When the sack was delivered to the blacksmith village, it could not be opened, and then the soldiers and some of the selected villagers began to sort the supplies.

When Yang Mingzhi and Yevlov returned, more than 20 people were at the entrance of the division, bending over and busy in full swing.

"It's like a courier company's sorting site!" In a hurry, Yang Mingzhi simply said a word in Chinese.

Yevlov didn't pay attention to what he meant, but looked at what was happening in front of him with a sparkle of eyes. Although a good sack is directly cut by a dagger, the sack is not easy to reuse. The large number of refurbishments that were carried out from the inside completely attracted the attention of the division commander.

He hurried forward, stopped one of the soldiers, and ordered him to place the large bundle in his arms on the ground.

Yang Mingzhi leaned over, he tilted his head and looked at it, and understood that this should be all military shirts.

Seeing that Yevlov couldn't wait, he untied the tied hemp rope with three strokes and five divisions, took out one of the stacks of clothes, and shook it gently, and a brand-new Soviet summer military uniform jacket was displayed in front of him.

This is a very beautiful dress, it is very neat, because it is a standard military uniform, many soldiers can't help but look at what they are wearing at the moment. The styles are all the same, but this one has been full of patches for almost a whole year.

Keeping the military appearance neat and tidy is the rules and regulations of the infantry discipline, but it is very difficult to maintain these at the moment.

People who were originally busy came around to join in the fun, and many people reached out to touch it.

Yevlov did not stop him, and when the soldiers were refreshed, he ordered: "The clothes sent by the superiors are equipped with 10,000 people, and our strength plus female soldiers and young soldiers is barely 8,000 people, you should hurry up now to complete your tasks, so that we can also distribute military uniforms earlier!" ”

They were already full of energy, and when they were so motivated by the division commander, they worked even harder.

Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but bow to this man with a stubble face: "I saw that you have lived with Yelenkina for a long time, and I know what the soldiers want to hear the most." ”

Yevlov smiled: "I was originally a regiment commander, and I knew everything about what the soldiers wanted. You and I are both men! You say, what does a man want? ”

Yang Mingzhi smiled and said nothing, the Soviet Union had just begun to rise on this plane, and the majority of residents were still poor. A person who has a comfortable house, a few suitable clothes, enough food, is the best. Of course, as a man, it is best to hug a beloved woman.

Fortunately, in this plane, I already have a beautiful wife and concubine in a sense, but they are not canaries, but birds of prey!

The two returned to the division headquarters, and the waiting time was not long, and the two sat for a few minutes when there was a burst of car horns outside.

"They're finally here!" Yevlov stood up suddenly, and hurriedly lifted his hat again, checking whether the medal on his chest was up to standard. Yang Mingzhi only felt that this person was still too worried, and in his tattered outfit, only the medal symbolizing the identity of the Hero of the Soviet Union made of gold on his chest was brand new.

In this way, two officers, wearing glittering gold medals, walked out of the office of the division headquarters.

Teplov knew his new commanders, one named Yevlov and the other Berekov. Especially Berekov, he's not Russian!

Just after the first meeting, Teplov recognized Yang Mingzhi, and his oriental face, which was also different from the Mongols, said it all. The uniforms of these two officers are terrible enough, but the medals and epaulettes and collars fully explain their ranks, status and honor.

After all, this is the chief, and he quickly got out of the car, as did the other two. The three of them trotted all the way and stood in front of the chief and saluted, everything was like a textbook. "Report to the division commander, comrade chief of staff, commander of the 233rd paratrooper brigade Semyon Nikolavich Teplov, and deputy brigade commander and brigade political commissar, came to report."

The etiquette that a soldier should have must have, these three introduced themselves in turn, and Maozi's lengthy name has always made Yang Mingzhi quite unhappy. Since he was mixed in the Soviet Union, he had to return to a name as lengthy as himself, which could be regarded as the completion of the first meeting.

After the blunt reporting was completed, everyone's attitude softened.

You must know that the soldiers and civilians in the swamp have been looking forward to the assistance of their superiors for a long time, and Yevlov, as the division commander, could not contain his excitement, so he directly held Tapunov's hands tightly, and grabbed them like crabs. "Dear Davarich! You couldn't have come at a better time! ”

Yang Mingzhi was not spared, and the brigade political commissar Zalasky was greatly stimulated by the intimate meeting with the Jewish Soviet soldiers. When I saw Yang Mingzhi, who was also of non-Russian ethnicity, his enthusiasm was vividly expressed from his clenched hands.

"Damn, this old hairy man is going to pinch me to death!" Yang Mingzhi was slandering in his heart, and he had to accompany a smiling face on the surface. The tighter they clenched, the more they regarded themselves as brothers, and they only hated that they had just moved too many things, and their arm muscles were very sore!

Fortunately, he had an idea and quickly pulled it: "Comrade Zarasky! I can see that you pay a lot of attention to me, is it because I am not Russian? ”

"Nope! Because you, a foreigner, are a hero! Today's meeting is not true. Zalasky's hands were delivered, and Yang Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, but this guy obviously had too many words in his stomach, and it was immediately like the water of the rolling Dnieper River gushing endlessly.