Chapter 158: The Weather Is on the Soviet Union's Side
The operation lasted for three days, and after all the prepared explosives were used, a large area of fish was basically swept away. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and the sky is not beautiful, rainy weather appears again, the first day of rain and rainfall is very large, the action must end immediately.
The soldiers in charge of fishing ate a lot of fish during this time, and many of them even got bored and interested.
Yang Mingzhi complained helplessly: "On weekdays, everyone eats potatoes, but now they eat meat every day, how can they still get bored?" β
And many of the soldiers' replies were humorous, that is, the fishy smell was far less than the aroma of beef stew.
Of course, everyone was content with this bumper harvest, and there was even a large backlog after the catch was sent back. In order to be in a hurry, the blacksmith village had to call on the women of the entire collective farm to step up the production of salted fish, so much so that many women from the catfish village and the black soil village also hurried over to help.
Yang Mingzhi ended this operation and was satisfied, and now he could take a good rest with his wife in his arms. As the deputy division commander, he once again led everyone to this special victory, and the possibility of food shortages may no longer exist.
In the blacksmith village, the villagers erected a number of wooden poles, which were used to divide the giant catfish. When these behemoths were brought back, the people present were stunned.
Yerentina and Yevlov remained here, waiting with interest for Yang Mingzhi's return, doubting whether they would be able to catch the giant six-whiskered catfish, but now they finally saw it for themselves.
"I really didn't expect what you said to be true. This fish is the size of a cow! This meat is not allowed to be eaten by a person for a month? Yelenkina did not hide the shock in her heart, and Yang Mingzhi was very proud.
He is not greedy for merit, and the so-called ability to catch big fish is not a one-man effort. "First of all, we have to thank the fishermen in the village for choosing a good fishing ground. The second is the hard work of the fighters and villagers. As for me, I just came up with a little bit of strategy. β
"You are really humble, are you Chinese so humble? You know, a good commander is better than 10,000 reckless men! Yerentina shrugged, and by this time, the village butcher had already begun to slaughter the fish. The two saw that the internal organs of the "river monster" had flowed out in an uproar. It was raining at the moment, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and fish, which was somewhat disgusting.
Yang Mingzhi didn't want to watch the scene anymore, it was too bloody and reminiscent of a brutal battlefield. "Let's go, let's go back to the office. Don't you stay in the rain anymore and don't you think it's cold? β
At this moment, star fruit is not willing to be lonely. Her husband had to count the catch, supervise the women in making salted fish, and take charge of the production of the arsenal. According to his words, this is the old profession and experienced, and running the army as an officer is a side job.
Although the man's self-proclaimed ability to govern the army was not as good as that of many big names, Carambola could see that her husband was born with profound abilities, so he was loved by soldiers and officers.
In order not to embarrass her husband, star fruit volunteered to sit on the chores. That is, the officers of the division headquarters are temporarily in the blacksmith village, and the temporary office naturally needs to be sorted out and cleaned by miscellaneous servants. These jobs are normal for an ordinary woman, and she asks for such that Yevlov has no objection. What's more, Betsika is much more clever than the cook in the cafeteria, just like the difference between a fairy and a mortal.
Yang Mingzhi and Yelenkina returned, and the two were still discussing the issue of eating fish and meat along the way. When they entered the door, they saw that the star fruit was still cleaning with a broom.
"You're back, is the work going well?"
Yang Mingzhi waved his right hand. "All is well, honey, you can rest too."
"Okay, I'll pour you water."
Carambola turned around and left, her small body with an apron looked lovely behind her.
"It's really embarrassing for her, she was originally the wife of the deputy division commander, and she also served as a handyman and cleaned this office cleanly." Yerentina couldn't help but praise, and there was a hint of incomprehension in her expression.
"She's that kind of person, a lot of the time like a little cat, sticking to you and making you comfortable. At other times, she is a very reliable woman, just like you are capable and trustworthy. Yang Mingzhi looked at this hairy girl, and her flattering words caused Yelenkina to feel uncomfortable for a while.
"Come on, if I had a choice in life, I might as well be a man. In this way, my physical fitness will not be confined to the limitations of a woman's physiology, and I will have more advantages in fighting invaders. β
Her words seemed to be self-deprecating, and Yang Mingzhi didn't know how to answer. Now in the new world war, the intensity and scale of the war have reached the extreme, and the so-called "war makes women go away" is still the European war model in the 19th century. The nations were accustomed to fighting in the wilderness and considered it a great shame to do things to civilians and women.
In today's Soviet Union, the war broke out suddenly, the Red Army lost 2 million male soldiers, and female soldiers were ordered to go to the front. As Yerrenkina said, a woman's physiology has a lot of limitations, so star fruit cannot participate in the Battle of Cherobi.
"Okay, let's not talk about that, let's think about what we will do in the future. In my opinion, the weather is terrible, and I am afraid that it will snow soon. β
The topic shifted away, and Yerenkina's mood improved. She knew too well the climate here in the Soviet Union, and it was still raining lightly outside. "The rain will stop soon, and then the rain will turn into snowflakes, and the whole of Ukraine will be covered with snow, and our swamp will be frozen a lot."
The swamp is frozen, how can there be migratory birds coming to winter? I guess the climate won't be so extreme!
It's 1941, and the cold of this winter can be described as perverted. The Dnieper may even freeze, and the mud pond is frozen and you can walk freely, which is a really harsh environment.
After a while, Yevlov returned, and a simple meeting ensued.
The village Kavitsky, the head of the arsenal Rygushkov also took part in the meeting. It was a simple debriefing meeting, and the topic of discussion was nothing more than the storage of the catch.
Due to the conditions, most of the catch is best placed here in the blacksmith village, after all, there are enough warehouses in nearby Montenegro.
"The operation was a success, and the excess catch put a lot of pressure on us. Not only the amount of fish, but also the consumption of salt is worth being wary of. Kavitsky said.
The issue of table salt, this Yang Mingzhi reminded him. "Why, isn't there enough salt. The higher-ups airdropped a lot of salt on us. β
"I'm afraid that's just enough salt." Kavitsky scratched his head, "Why don't we eat more fish." Now that the weather is colder, the fish can not spoil for a long time. The food saved in this way is prepared for the future. β
There was an exchange of opinions, and the biggest problem here is the consumption of salt. Of course, people can't go without salt, and if salt is consumed a lot in the process of making salted fish, it is difficult to get a new round of airdrop supplies from superiors. For no other reason, communication with the headquarters of the Front Army was interrupted at this moment, and everyone did not know the progress of the national war at this moment.
Yang Mingzhi knows that he can't say it, but he doesn't dare to say it.
"Salt can't be wasted, eat less food and more fish from now on. There is no battle plan on a rainy day, and we feed ourselves on the flesh of the fish. Yevlov, as the division commander, clapped the board, and then muttered in a low voice: "It would be nice if there was a sudden cold snap, so that the fish would be frozen, and we would not have to worry about the spoilage of the fish at all." β
This is a beautiful reverie, and everyone can't help but echo it, only Yang Mingzhi remains serious.
A few days away, I can't even remember today's calendar. "By the way, how many days is October today?"
"October 20th, what's wrong?" Yerentina said.
It's already October 20th! Yang Mingzhi held up his fingers and said something in his mouth. "My God, there are only seventeen days left until the anniversary of the October Revolution!"
Yerentina immediately corrected: "You are talking about the National Day, not the Memorial Day. But considering that you are Chinese, it doesn't matter. Yes, there are only seventeen days left. β
Because the weather will not change because of the arrival of an ordinary late Homo sapiens, history is still history, and human beings are just a small animal, and the blizzard that should come will come.
Yang Mingzhi shrugged: "I remember that winter in Russia always comes early, and I think it will snow soon. β
"Yes, this year is a bit abnormal, and it should have been able to snow at this time." Yevlov showed his long experience as a soldier. "In the past, snow could fall in September."
"That's right." The star fruit, who was in charge of ordering tea and pouring water, suddenly interjected, and everyone's eyes looked at her in unison.
"Alas! You don't have to look at me like that, I'm a man from the south bank of the Amur River, and I know the climate of the Far East very well. β
Yevlov smiled, "I almost forgot that Besika and Yevlov are no different from my climate. So in Belarus the climate should be about the same. β
Rygushkov was a native and immediately affirmed the words of the division commander. He also has a hint of concern: "I think we should start working on the cold now." Because the climate is often a big change, the weather changes drastically, maybe the cold snap will come tomorrow, the temperature will drop by more than ten degrees, and you will have to be wrapped like a brown bear to survive. β
"What a funny analogy!" Yevlov laughed, "We'll all have to wear thick clothes then, and now we don't have to worry about the cold." Although the Germans' clothes are relatively thin, we can wear a few more. β
Yevlov was scolding the fighters for not pulling any good clothes from the German corpses. The soldiers stripped off their German uniforms and stripped off all insignia for themselves. Of course, these linen clothes are not as good as cotton clothes, but even if the soldiers relied on airdrops to obtain winter clothes, a large number of ordinary people did not have much clothing.
To survive in this troubled world and to have something to eat is a great blessing. Civilians don't pick on the military uniforms of the Germans, as long as they can keep out the cold.
Several of the participants were mocking the Germans, and Yang Mingzhi did not join them in the chat, until Yerentina asked: "Berekov, you can also say a few words." Don't you think our enemies are stupid, so we can get a lot of clothes? β
The corners of Yang Mingzhi's mouth showed a hint of contempt, and he looked at everyone, especially Yevlov.
"Comrades, maybe ordinary soldiers of the German army are not stupid, but Hitler was definitely a fool! Don't you think it's funny that we get so many German summer uniforms? Look at the weather, it's October now, and you and I have changed into airdropped cotton clothes. We fished and fought, and the water in the Dnieper was also very cold. Even then, our enemies are conducting summer operations. If you think about it, this is the Soviet Union, could it be that Hitler has been following Napoleon's example, so he also has to follow his doom of the defeat of Moscow and being froze to death by 500,000 people?! β
When asked like this, everyone was simply stunned, and then everyone stood up.
"Berekov, you seem to have said something very important!" Yevlov said.
"Yes, it's very important. We're going to start the cold now. Because extreme weather is fair to everyone, the Soviets are strong and still afraid of the cold. We are immediately prepared to be prepared for cold snaps that can bring blizzards. Not so with the Germans, as long as it's November, whether it snows or not, the climate is below freezing. Yang Mingzhi said.
"Not only freezing, but in Moscow, the temperature can even drop to minus 20 degrees." Yerentina said.
"Twenty degrees below zero, Germans in summer military uniforms will die. The Germans were not fools, it was their FΓΌhrer who forced them to attack Moscow quickly, completely without regard for logistical supply capabilities. It's not just people, it's their equipment, it's minus 20 degrees, I'm afraid that the gasoline will freeze too! Yang Mingzhi continued.
"That's right! If ethylene glycol is not added, the gasoline will definitely freeze. Yerentina said excitedly.
She was so agitated that this Berekov sometimes spoke in an irritating way, as if the Soviet Union was about to be defeated by Germany. And this passage of his is not a slogan at all, but a reality. People were afraid of the cold, machines were also afraid of the cold, and the German army was not prepared to withstand the cold at all.
Yang Mingzhi looked at everyone again: "Comrades, the weather is on the side of the Soviet Union. It has been raining for several days, and the roads must have been muddy, which we can feel by transporting fish, and you all know the state of the Soviet Union. The enemy was advancing slowly through the quagmire, and they were soon to encounter new enemies, many German soldiers were destined to freeze to death, frostbite, and a large number of machinery would also be frozen. The enemy wasted a lot of time, so he gave our army more time to transfer the Siberian troops. After the war dragged on into winter, it was the time for the Red Army to counterattack! β
As soon as the words fell, Yevlov couldn't help but applaud and led the others.
Optimism spreads through the office. Yerentina said excitedly: "Berekov, I understand what you are saying. The message will be passed on to the fighters, the weather is on the side of the USSR, great! We will win! (To be continued.) )