The early morning light shines on the Pripyat swamps, which are immersed in mist.

Today was the day of triumph of the expeditionary force, and Yevlov got up early. He and his group of troops walked out of the camp and waited on foot to the ferry.

Soon, a very striking red flag appeared in the distance, and a force was marching along the river.

"It's him! They're back. Yevlov held up his binoculars and looked out, giving orders to the left and right.

As a result of the information received, there were still many wounded in this returning unit. Because of the situation on the battlefield, the only hygienists still have cameos, and they can only carry out some simple treatment. Many people gritted their teeth with perseverance, and the bullets were removed by medical staff, and even the wounds were stitched up without anesthetic.

In this regard, Yang Mingzhi has a small privilege, and he can enjoy pain-relieving morphine.

The star fruit didn't tell him the truth at all, and he kept a copy of the limited medicine for him, just because he was afraid of an accident, and it turned out to be true. But he still loves himself very much, so after being exposed to injury on the way home, he didn't have to carry his own bags.

Seeing that they were about to reach their destination, the warriors' eyes were full of hope. Taking this opportunity, Yang Mingzhi also raised his fist, tempting each team to distribute three boxes of canned beef, which aroused the excitement of the soldiers.

Not far away, Yevlov watched their teeth and claws, and could faintly hear cheering business in his ears. "I really don't know what Berekov told them, it's not good."

"Yes." Fuming couldn't help but laugh, "In my opinion, the only thing that can excite a soldier is a comfortable bed and delicious food. What do you think? ”

Yevlov slowly lowered his binoculars, "I'll ask Berekov when he comes back." Anyway, if it's for dinner, there's meat today. ”

The troops waded across the Pripet River, a shallow water that was knee-deep and the bottom of the river was so fine that if you were not careful, you would trip and get drenched.

The soldiers were very careful, and many of them carried more than just a blanket behind them. These captured German individual blankets were recognized as warm, and it was so thin that German soldiers relied on it for overnight stays.

After directing the "traffic" for a while, Yang Mingzhi stood in front of Yevlov.

The two old friends hugged excitedly, and shook hands fiercely after parting.

"You're finally back, and this time it's been a great success. I see that the morale of our soldiers is still very high, and there are a lot of new faces. ”

"Of course, this time I went out, and I learned that there are still many guerrillas hiding in the forest. If we search for them on a large scale and take them all together, we may be able to restore our previous strength. ”

Yevlov nodded, he knew that in this battle, the loss of troops was also bad, a fifth of the troops who went out were killed, and hundreds of wounded.

Today is a happy day, and there is no need to mention the casualties. The two of them stood on a high place and watched the troops march in four columns towards Catfish Village.

Here, Yang Mingzhi's injured arm is very eye-catching, and Yevlov also paid attention to this when hugging.

"Now, how's your arm?"

"Hey, just got bitten by a mosquito." Yang Mingzhi's face was fearless, and Yevlov didn't say much about it.

Privately, he spoke of the double standards of his comrades-in-arms, criticizing the desperateism of others on the one hand, and fighting like a madman himself. Perhaps he could learn a lot from being injured this time, such as the fact that a commander supervising a battle on the front line can indeed greatly boost morale, but it is also too easy to become a target. If the commander is killed, it is too easy for the troops to become leaderless and degenerate into a rabble.

At ten o'clock in the morning, all the troops entered the barracks in Catfish Village. Everyone joined the army left behind, and it was at the airport that the soldiers erupted in amazing cheers and even cries.

After all, more than 500 people have left forever, and their barracks and their personal belongings still prove that these people once existed, but now, the barracks are about to be replaced.

The returning soldiers went back to their barracks to rest and wait for lunch. They were told that lunch would be very generous.

Yang Mingzhi and others followed Yevlov back to the division headquarters, and it was time for him to personally report on the operation.

Giving Yang Mingzhi the feeling that these guys left behind wanted to know too much what was going on. He looked at the conference room of the division headquarters, the villages of Heitu Village and Blacksmith Village were all there, and there were some people from other villages again. "I've just come back, and everyone can't wait to find out about the battle. Alas, I'd love to get some sleep first. ”

"Let's wait until we're done with lunch before going to bed." Yevlov said, "Before the meat is cooked, you can briefly talk about it, you must know that everyone who stayed in the barracks is looking forward to it." ”

Yang Mingzhi looked around, this group of bearded old hairy people, one by two, their eyes lit up!

"Alright! I'll just tell you, it's just, what you just said about meat? What is that? ”

"It's horse meat." Yevlov explained first. It turned out that the war horse was tired because he pulled too many things, and his leg was accidentally broken.

Yang Mingzhi was taken aback, "Do you have to kill a horse with a lame leg?" “

"What's the solution, it's a brute after all. Eating a horse can also reward the warriors. Yevlov said.

"So be it." Yang Mingzhi waved his hand, it is understandable to eat injured war horses, talent is the foundation of everything.

He didn't talk to him, and briefly explained the ins and outs of the war. During this period, he paid close attention to the expressions of the crowd and focused on the capture of Kuta Town.

"It's terrible, I overestimated the fighting power of the soldiers, and I was so rash that I had no idea that the enemy had placed heavy artillery in the town. Without these damn guns, we wouldn't have suffered a lot of losses. If I had done my reconnaissance beforehand, I might have been able to circumvent this. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but stand up and bow deeply.

This move was a bit abrupt, and Yevlov quickly waved his hand to sit down. "My deputy commander, you don't have to be too rigid about etiquette like the Japanese. We are soldiers, so we can be rude. Just about your apology, I think it's a bit of a fuss. ”

"Yes, I think so too." Fomin interjected, "Berekov, if what you say is true, in the battle of Kuta Town, you may have destroyed two thousand men, and in the later encounters you destroyed eight hundred enemies. In all the battles combined, you killed 3,000 enemies, and you lost 500 of your own men, and the battle loss ratio was as high as 6 to 1. If our team had managed to achieve a one-to-one battle loss ratio, the Germans would have been defeated long ago. “

"Fuming, what he said is the truth." Yelenkina, who was a little tired, held her chin and looked at Yang Mingzhi in a daze. "This guy is like a madman, he was really lucky, he just got shot in the arm with a ricochet. You must know that many people on the road of the charge were directly hit into honeycombs by enemy bullets. ”

These words seemed to be praise, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but laugh haha, but he did order the troops to attack, causing him to watch many elite soldiers fall on the way to charge.

The self-blame ended here, and the battle was still a great victory after all. Yang Mingzhi knew very well the result of killing another division of the enemy, and he wanted to make a nickname in the military circles, and there might be more favorable results, so he could only continue to wait.

Seeing that the head of the blacksmith village was here, Riguskov was here, and he immediately talked about the light rocket.

The so-called these rockets are too powerful, the launch delay is long, and the worst thing is that because of the poor performance of the gunpowder loaded, there is no threat to the enemy's tanks at all, and they can only use fragments to attack the infantry.

He detailed how the troops defeated enemy tanks. "We used elite soldiers with cluster grenades to blow them up ourselves, and we sacrificed a lot of money for it. Either we could hide in a hidden place and use anti-tank guns, but it would be difficult for us to penetrate the frontal armor of the enemy's No. 4 tank. It was my wife, and Besika climbed to the top of a tall building to attack them. She almost gave her life for this, but fortunately she only had a bruise on her arm. ”

Yang Mingzhi saw that Rygushkov frowned, and hurriedly said something else, such as this huge caliber bullet, even if it is a reloading bullet, it is extremely effective when used to attack the enemy's soldiers. "We don't have to worry about the enemy being shot, and we can fight back. I saw with my own eyes that Besika's anti-tank gun pierced the trunk of a tree and then tore the German officer hiding behind him in two. Because of her sniping, the 800 enemies quickly became a rabble, and our army was successfully surrounded and annihilated. ”

Yang Mingzhi said a lot of tactical details, many of which are contemplative. He expounded a truth: the root of war is ordinary soldiers, and weapons are only part of victory.

But the importance of morale and courage advocated by the Soviet army lies in the fact that modern warfare is no longer enough. "It was difficult to break through the positions of machine guns and artillery formed by the enemy, or it was the great results of our picric shells that allowed the troops to break through, because we need more of them." Not only that, Yang Mingzhi praised the Soviet Union's artillery doctrine, and the current situation of the troops is precisely the extreme shortage of artillery, and the lack of heavy firepower makes it difficult to fight a tough battle.

In this way, the troops had to find another way, and Rygushkov immediately understood what he meant, and later discussed it with him. The cheapest way to increase the fragmentation of a grenade is to glue the body to a pile of scrap shells.

In order to continue to improve light rockets, it is better to create a collision fuse, change the delay waiting time in one fell swoop, and fill picric acid as an explosive agent.

The more I talked, the more excited I became, and it was a meal. Yevlov choked him off: "Apparently you are very sober now. Or you go ahead and say okay after eating, or you go take a nap. ”

Yang Mingzhi scratched his head and smiled innocently.