"Can prisoners of war escape? We just tie them up, how can they escape. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info If you are still not at ease, we will spread out the prisoners of war, and each battalion will be responsible for taking care of a few. Yevlov said.

"That's a really good idea! Just do it after the interrogation! ”

The two exchanged views and continued to rest, and the plan was to camp on this battlefield for the night and return home immediately after the next morning.

Roshakov's men were ordered to return to their former German positions, collect and care for the booty.

The rest of the people have also begun the removal work, and the usable items collected from the dead bodies are being sorted and piled up. Yang Mingzhi also saw that some fighters already had all kinds of things pinned to their waists, and he didn't stop them. The soldiers' daily necessities are too scarce, and in principle, they are not allowed to embezzle the spoils of war, and in order to maintain morale, it is better to turn a blind eye now.

After resting for a while, smoking a few cigarettes and recovering his spirit, Yang Mingzhi stood up and stretched. He looked at the sunset and sighed: "This is really a blood-red sunset, and we are in this battlefield full of corpses, which is really tragic." ”

"Yes, the enemy has been completely annihilated, and we have lost quite a few men." Yevlov echoed.

"Everything depends on the results of the battle, compared to other troops, our losses are already very small. But I estimate a thousand casualties! ”

"It's amazingly few! This war of annihilation is enough for you and me to get a bunch of medals and a bunch of bonuses. Yevlov was in good spirits at the moment, and Yang Mingzhi couldn't figure out what he was excited about. Is it because the casualty ratio is too gratifying?

In fact, many soldiers have been wounded before and returned to war after recovering from their injuries. In the already tragically known as the "First Battle of Khomnych" three months earlier, the Soviets suffered 1,600 casualties. The Marshlands, still an area still ruled by the Soviet Union, were so attractive that more and more people were moving into the swamps in a very dispersed form, knowing that the guerrillas were highly combative, or that the moats would prevent enemy persecution.

The strength has been slowly replenished, but too much consumption in one battle will be a huge setback for the troops.

It was slowly getting dark, the soldiers were doing their jobs, and Yang Mingzhi was simply busy hugging Natasha to watch the sunset. He knew that this girl was still patient with the pain, and she needed to be cared for even more.

Natasha didn't think about it so much, she was already very tired, so she simply relied on Yang Mingzhi to take a nap.

"She's really a child, she says she will rest." Yevlov teased.

"She's just a microcosm, but most of the fighters are almost at their limit. Don't look at the fact that many people are still carrying loot now, and the lack of fatigue is all because of the joy of victory, and soon you will hear a series of snoring. ”

"Haha, it's also good to let the soldiers get a good night's sleep." Yevlov was in a good mood now, he knew that the success of this annihilation was enough for him to receive another Gold Star medal, and all soldiers who participated in this battle would also receive a low-rank medal on their chests.

After a few moments, a herald came running up and saluted, and reported, "Sir! The interrogation of prisoners of war is over! ”

"Okay, you go down." As he spoke, Yevlov stood up and looked at Yang Mingzhi and shook his neck again. "Let's go, friend. See what kind of important information we've gotten. ”

Dozens of prisoners of war sat on the ground one by one, munching on bread with expressionless faces. Heavily armed soldiers watched over them in case someone suddenly attacked.

Kota was sorting out the interrogation records, and when he saw the chief coming, he saluted unhurriedly.

"Now, tell me what important information you have interrogated." Yevlov said.

Kota opened the notebook, and everything he knew was in this chapter. Yang Mingzhi glanced at Yevlov's side a few times, and couldn't help shaking his head: "My clerk is simply drawing lines, and I have to stare at a word for a while to understand." ”

"That's how we record, including Natasha." Yevlov said casually, "Compared to us, your Chinese script is complicated, it is simply hieroglyphics." ”

Yang Mingzhi was amused, the Chinese characters are broad and profound, and the amount of information carried by short words is the first in the world. It's a big deal to look at Cota's lengthy record, and he asks him straight about it.

Cota wanted to rest for a while, but in the battle just now, he attacked with weapons without exception, which can be described as nine deaths.

Seeing that the chief wanted to find out the information, he followed Yang Mingzhi's question and said what he knew without reservation.

At this time, Yang Mingzhi once again confirmed that this unit belonged to the German 722nd Division, and the regiment commander was named Wolf. He asked aloud, "The enemy has more than 10,000 troops, is it really their intention to storm the swamp and try to kill us all?" ”

"Not really! The enemy was trying to exterminate the Tchaikov partisan brigade and the Gomel city committee. The battle developed to such a large scale, to a large extent, our army destroyed the German airfield, and a series of forest operations showed strong combat effectiveness, for which the German army continued to increase its troops. During this period, the Gomel city committee began to move, and they fought after the meeting with Tchaikov. We fought against the enemy at the same time as our friendly forces, which led to the decision of the Germans to send heavy troops to encircle and suppress them. ”

"So we cracked the enemy's intelligence and counterattacked on a large scale." Yang Mingzhi said.

"Yes, this battle was planned by you, sir, as if you had guessed the enemy's intentions, and all four regiments of the enemy were defeated."

This is flattery, Yang Mingzhi did not be too conceited because of this, he still remained modest, and said: "This victory is mainly due to the soldiers' lives, and the logistics are also very good, everyone is very resolute in the implementation of tactics, and I just made some tactical planning according to the situation." ”

"Come on! Berekov! How would we have achieved such great feats without you?! Yevlov patted Yang Mingzhi on the shoulder coldly, showing the friendship of the gentlemen. I have read the important information recorded by Kota, and the prisoners confessed that the enemy had indeed dispatched four regiments, and that this Wolf regiment was tasked with holding us back until the defeated men of those three regiments had retreated to the road for defense. The enemy no longer has any more mobile forces, and if they withdraw their troops and continue to fight, there will be a vacuum in many places, and other guerrilla units will take advantage of the opportunity to attack. That is, there is no strong army in front of us anymore, maybe we can go on the offensive! ”

"Let's end the battle." Yang Mingzhi saw Yevlov's radiant face and knew that this guy wanted to continue to expand the results. Thinking that he was not dying fast enough, he flatly rejected Yevlov's suggestion: "Our soldiers are very tired, and the logistics are on the verge of limits. If we continue to fight, the enemy may suffer even greater losses, and our armed forces behind enemy lines, which are the most effective in the Pripet Marshes, will also be besieged by the Germans on a large scale and annihilated. It's very glorious, but it's a shame to die. We must stop now, since the enemy is already defending us and continue to attack, how can we be led by the nose by them and foolishly continue to advance north? Spring has arrived, and the most important thing now is to sow and shear sheep in order to accumulate strength for later operations on a larger scale. ”

To a coarse person with a low level of education like Yevlov, saying that the scientific concept of development is simply playing the harp to a cow. However, he also knew that if he did not sow seeds, he would go hungry, and that when the sheep were shearing season, they should mobilize women to spin wool to make sweaters for the middle of winter next year.

Yevlov was unwilling, but still said: "Okay! I'll take back what I just said, and we'll take it when we see it. ”

"It will take a long time for the enemy to gather strength, and with this victory they must gather their serious illness before they can continue their southward march. It's a pity that the strategic value of the swamp is extremely low, and they will definitely not take the initiative to destroy us. Unless our army takes the initiative to frequently stimulate their fragile nerves, will we force the unbearable enemy to encircle and suppress. Now, the strategic initiative in this vast area of the swamp is firmly in our hands. ”

These words came from the lips of the resourceful chief of staff, and Yevlov had great confidence in them. (To be continued.) )