The journey home was also long, and the troops had to be on guard and hurry. For safety, you had to walk through the forest, and for secrecy, you even had to avoid Soviet villages, where German troops were likely to be located.

This combat operation was mainly aimed at seizing supplies for the winter, and as a result, the battle became bigger and bigger, and finally a new feat was accomplished. But how much of the clothes and bedding have been collected?

This incident troubled Yang Mingzhi until a new night fell, and the troops stopped to rest.

The forest is dappled with dappled lights, and these campfires are shaded by the foliage, making them difficult to see from a distance.

It's September, and autumn in Belarus has arrived. Deep inland, autumn comes earlier, and the clear evenings are breezy and breezy. The whole body was warm under the light of the campfire, and not only did I want to stretch my body, but this time I untied the bandage around my neck.

"Alas! You don't want that! ”

This move was seen by star fruit, and she hurriedly stopped it, and her expression was also furrowed.

She came over with two lunch boxes, which had already been filled with flour and water. The lunch box was hung on the shelf and was scorched by the flames, and she sat next to her husband.

"You have to be careful, I'm afraid I'll die if the wound opens. We don't have so many anti-inflammatory drugs, so we can only use penicillin, which is a panacea. With that, she carefully hung a rope around her husband's neck.

Yang Mingzhi looked at her with a smile, this girl has the appearance of a good wife and mother, which is very cute.

"Well, I'll listen to you. It's your arm, and you're wounded. ”

"It doesn't matter to me, you don't have to worry."

Carambola sat cross-legged, leaning on her husband, looking at the dancing flames, enjoying the warm feeling, which was very warm.

"Well, that. When you get to the village, brother, you don't have to work too hard in the future. Heal your wounds. ”

"Okay, I'm glad you called me brother."

The girl smiled, "It always feels very formal to shout husband, and you are much older than me." ”

Suddenly, a feeling of being called an uncle by Lori came to mind, Yang Mingzhi shrugged, and he saw that this porridge was almost cooked.

The troops could still eat hot food on the way to retreat, and the simplest and most primitive way was to cook porridge directly from captured flour. Some soldiers put in a little sauerkraut, some salt, and even unfinished cheese.

Because a lot of German equipment was captured, the tableware was abundant, and the food was even relatively fine.

After a few sips, Yang Mingzhi felt that it tasted very good, and then he could eat a few baked potatoes.

Suddenly, he remembered something very important, and couldn't help but ask about his wife beside him. "Where did you get this water, the water for cooking porridge, and where did you just go?"

"To the creek, of course, and Natasha. A lot of soldiers went, and you were the only one sitting on the ground as if in a daze. ”

The girl was still pouting, and then Yang Mingzhi remembered that he had been sitting down and resting for a long time. I can't help but emphasize: "The water in the creek is not very clean, you have to precipitate and filter the sediment first, and boil the water to kill bacteria." ”

Star fruit doesn't know much about bacteria, but she is Chinese after all and knows the importance of boiling water. This group of Mao's comrades-in-arms was too wild, and she remembered that when she fetched water before, many people drank from the stream. In fact, she didn't do this kind of thing herself, so she didn't have to pay too much attention to it during the war. It's just that now that my husband has mentioned it, I still have to deal with it.

"Okay, anyway, this porridge has been boiled, and the invisible little insects you said have also been eliminated, right?"

"Yes." Yang Mingzhi smiled, "I'll repeat, it's called bacteria, and you have to use special tools to see it." ”

"Well, I'll definitely check it out if I have a chance. And, brother, you're so knowledgeable. ”

"There will be a chance, and when the war is over, you will be twenty years old and you can go to school."

As soon as the words fell, I heard a familiar voice echo, it was Yerenkina.

"She's twenty years old, she's seventeen years old this year, listen to you, we'll end the war in a few years?"

Yang Mingzhi was shocked, and hurriedly turned around, only to see Yerenkina leading Natasha back. It's really not a coincidence, and a casual remark leaks history. Of course, it is estimated that no one will believe it, "Alas, the war will definitely end, so I'll make an analogy." Yang Mingzhi played haha, and Yelenkina was also happy.

"So, we are the victors in the war?"

"That's natural. Victory will triumph over evil, and we are the victorious side. It's just that the path to victory may be full of thorns and man-eating beasts, and only the most thrilling battles can be won. ”

Yerentina waved her hand: "You are a person who sometimes speaks in a crepe. Forget it, you and your wife continue to be affectionate, and in my opinion, you don't need to let your wife go to school when she is twenty years old. She deliberately made a gesture that made the star fruit a little embarrassed.

"Who knows? We have to have a child, and that has to be after the war is won. ”

A few people were chatting and laughing around the campfire, and only the radio man was still staring at the hapless radio station.

He held a pencil in his hand, and his right hand kept pressing the transmitter, and the breeze blew through the forest, only the noise of this drop of Morse code brought a trace of discord.

Because of the long distance and the fact that it is in a forest with many obstacles, the signal is always coming and going.

In the village of Catfish, Yevlov kept a close eye on the progress of the expeditionary force. On the map all the time with new telecommunications, updating their locations.

That night, they received the latest information that the troops were coming back.

"It's really gratifying, we have achieved another great victory in this battle." Fuming, who was standing next to the map table, said excitedly.

"Yes, although we have paid a lot of money, and we have found old friends." Yevlov said.

"Yes, speaking of which, I found other troops of the 284th Division in the forest, and the strength was replenished."

Hearing this, Yevlov shook his head helplessly. "That Berekov, he temporarily changed the battle plan. The plan was set by himself, but it turned out that he would change it, and our side was very passive. But he still achieved great results, but this military operation was for Shuba! How many are there in Shuba! ”

Fuming smiled and waved his hand, and couldn't help but defend him. "We must not know the situation at the front line in the rear, they must be involuntarily. They claimed to have taken the headquarters of the enemy's 707th Division, annihilated all the senior commanders, and shot the enemy division commander himself. These exploits are enough for that guy to win the Order of the Gold Star and a bunch of other awards. ”

"Well, that guy has already gained a lot." Yevlov was happy with relief, "That man, that Chinese, he has already received the title of Hero of the Soviet Union." That man is really an immortal bird on the battlefield, his deeds have been known by the leader, and the commendation has been given by the leader himself. I don't know what other rewards our leaders or the Military Commissariat will have this time. ”

The headquarters of the 284th Division in Catfish Village is ready to meet the triumphant army.

A few days earlier, the troops had successfully arrived. Among them were partisans, as well as peaceful residents. They also dragged a lot of cattle and wagons, and the horses that served as mules were also loaded with supplies like hills.

The clothes and bedding that the troops need most have increased a lot, and they came in a very timely manner, but they are not enough, and they have to wait for their return to make statistics. Because of the latest intelligence, the base camp of Catfish Village already knew that Berekov on the way home was a group of more than 2,000 people, and every able-bodied soldier was carrying a heavy bag, so that he was forced to slow down.

Yang Mingzhi led his troops onwards, they found the Pripet River and marched along it, and after another two days of trekking, they finally joined up with friendly forces.

Under the guidance of the militia in charge of reconnaissance and vigilance on the outskirts of the base area, everyone crossed the river with water. More than 2,000 people finally returned to the place where they had started, and the battle was fully loaded, and the tired faces of the soldiers showed long-lost smiles.

"Let's do it harder! Let's go home! Go home and eat meat! Yang Mingzhi raised his right fist and snorted, and the whole army shouted Ula