Yang Mingzhi hoped for a sunny day, perhaps because his prayer was fulfilled, the sun came out on a new day, and even the sky was cool. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Standing at the door of his house, he saw that many soldiers had already sorted out their internal affairs, packed their bags and left the barracks, and gathered in the direction of the airport.

Yang Mingzhi himself doesn't have to worry, his wife is working hard to organize her bags. Thinking back to what she said last night: "You men tend to lose everything, but I'm a woman and I'm fine, so I'll leave everything you need to me tomorrow." Thinking of this, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but look back at the house, where the girl was still stuffing a few pieces of clothes into her backpack.

That's right! Clothes!

"Little Peach, it's sunny, do you want to dry your clothes and bedding?"

"Of course!" Carambola buried her head and said, "Wait a minute, you will help me lift the mattress, and we will hang it outside to dry." ”

Yang Mingzhi readily agreed and immediately went into the house. In fact, many soldiers are categorically not going to waste this good day, and they take out their clothes before they set off. Half of the guards company did not participate in the operation, and they were instructed to help their comrades collect clothes.

As for Yang Mingzhi here, Natasha will do the laundry for him.

Before leaving, Yang Mingzhi instructed the Russian girl a few more words: "I originally wanted to take you with this fish bombing operation, but if you think about it carefully, you are still too young, so it is better to stay in the camp." In the next few days, you will take care of the house, help me take care of my house, and come back and treat you to a big meal. "The so-called big meal is fish and noodles, and this Natasha readily agreed.

The troops involved in the operation were assembled at the airfield, and Yevlov and Yerentina saw them off, and everyone looked good and was very optimistic about the prospects of the operation.

Yelenkina patted Yang Mingzhi on the shoulder: "Davarishi, you just go to the plan, I believe what you said is true, I not only want to see big fish, I also want to eat fish." You and your Bessica are very good at cooking, and when the harvest is over, you can invite me. ”

This woman from the Ministry of Internal Affairs is very serious when she works, even a little scary, but on weekdays, she is like an ordinary person, and she is a little greedy. "Okay, I promise you completely." Yang Mingzhi said with a smile, and put the star fruit on his chest again, "Besika has been trained very well, she is a good cook, and she will make a whole fish feast when we are victorious." She's actually pretty good at it. ”

Without further ado, the troops moved against the sun in the east, and the soldiers marched in two columns.

Although the sun was rising, the rainy road was already muddy, and the road leading to the blacksmith village was relatively easy for the warriors to scatter some stones and wood. Most of the soldiers wore captured German military boots, but the carambola had small feet, and she was still a child, and her small leather shoes could only be stained with sludge.

Yang Mingzhi let the soldiers carry his bags, and he carried his wife forward all of a sudden.

"Brother, let's let me go, everyone is watching!"

"No need. Honey, you're not heavy. ”

Carambola knows that she still cooperates well, her husband loves herself, so she follows his wishes, and the two of them are so tired of crookedness, and they still like it in their hearts.

The troops advanced steadily, and the blacksmith village was getting closer and closer, and by one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone had successfully arrived.

The blacksmith village after the rains, which is already a large settlement of thousands of people. The head of the village, Kavitsky, personally led the cadres of the collective farm to greet them en masse. Yang Mingzhi had already put his wife down, and it was really tiring to walk a few kilometers with this girl on his back. "An eighty-pound girl is not heavy at all." Yang Mingzhi said to himself and saluted on his back.

The fighters took up temporary accommodation in this large village, and the two hundred men were immediately assigned barracks, after which they went to the canteen to eat.

Yang Mingzhi, accompanied by Kavetsky, went straight to Rigushkov's arsenal.

The two of them and their entourage walked on the cinder road, the road surface was a little yellow, and the bad coal and cinder were mixed together to pave the road, so it was not muddy at all after the rain.

"Even though it's raining, production is still going on as usual, and I'm very happy." Yang Mingzhi looked at the chimney that was spitting black smoke, and the metal casting process must still be in progress.

"We don't dare to be lazy at all, a lot of grenades and rockets were consumed in the last battle, so we have to continue to produce to make up for it." Kavitzky tract.

"So how about the little grenade made from the canned box?"

"Of course, it is to ramp up production, and the man-hours required to make this weapon are very small."

"Of course." Yang Mingzhi said confidently, "It is a container in itself, but the beef has been replaced with explosives." When filled with explosives, it is a good weapon that can be used as a makeshift grenade. Add some broken shell fragments inside, the fragmentation is very lethal, and even has the effect of a shotgun. ”

War can force the human imagination, so war can often quickly advance science and technology. Decades later, the various guerrillas were pediatrics with machine guns and mortars on any pickup, and they could even transform gas canisters into fuel bombs. Then it's World War II, and it's not surprising that canning boxes, glass beer bottles are transformed into weapons.

Yang Mingzhi came to Rygushkov, and he has been seriously carrying out this plan to fry the fish. As one of the first to know about the plan and implement it, Ryguschkov had already renovated all the empty cans that had been delivered.

He led Yang Mingzhi to a special warehouse and pointed to the neatly stacked cylindrical objects. "Deputy division commander, these are all the things you want, and the quality is the same. Each one is filled with black powder, and if it's a fried fish, the power is already very suitable. ”

Yang Mingzhi stepped forward with interest and played a few. I saw that these bombs were exactly the same as the ones I had obtained before, the cans were sealed, and the fuse was inserted into a small hole in a section, and when used, it was nothing more than lighting the fuse and throwing it. The fuse method is primitive but simple.

"I took a look at the things, and they were all good. So can the explosion rate be guaranteed? Also, I don't want it to explode inadequately. ”

"The success rate can be guaranteed, at least 90 percent or more." Rygushkov patted his chest and said.

Yang Mingzhi nodded, he trusted this person very much, and he didn't say anything about this person's skills in making weapons. And the dispensing side was handled by the chemist Ivanov from the Minsk University, who was a rare talent, a professional dispenser. The two have always been happy to work together, so the quality of the weapons manufactured can be guaranteed.

With his promise, there is no need for any more aggressive experiments.

"How many are there in this pile now?" Yang Mingzhi continued to ask.

"It's more than a thousand, and all the cans are used. If the deputy division commander feels that it is not enough, grenades can also be used. ”

A grenade could have fried a fish, and so could ****. After the war, many of the remaining grenades were used in various places, and some old hairy people pulled the fuse and threw it into the lake, simply and rudely fishing.

Isn't a thousand a little enough? Yang Mingzhi thought for a while and said, "Okay, prepare another thousand grenades." I've brought 200 people with me this time, and you'll have to prepare some men as well. ”

There are also some fishermen here in the blacksmith village, and they are even experienced. The old fishermen said that there were giant catfish in the river, and that the fishermen should always beware of the sudden attack of such big creatures and not try to catch them, because the fish are too big. With more efficient weapons and a large number of personnel, the giant catfish seems to be easy to catch.

Yang Mingzhi immediately began to discuss the fishing with Kavitzky, the personnel and weapons were ready, and the only thing left was the boat.

Kavitsky was very sure that the matter of the ship was not a problem, so Yang Mingzhi was completely relieved.

The weather is fine, the personnel are in place, the ships and bombs are ready, the time and place are right, and everything is ready, and what is under you is to sweep the riverbank and blow up all the river fresh! (To be continued.) )