It was November 7, the anniversary of the October Revolution. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yesterday, Alexander's troops and the thousands of Jewish refugees they escorted, all arrived at the village of Black Soil, guided by the militia.

The village of Black Soil is the least populated of the three collective farms, where more than 2,000 people live, and the militia has only one battalion of troops.

The quality of the land here is even worse, with plenty of grass growing on the peat soil, which feeds a lot of livestock. Before winter, the villagers cut the grass early in the morning and also use the sprouted potatoes as fodder.

Nowadays, the sheep raised by the villagers have sheared their wool, and these advantages have made Heitu Village a base to provide red meat and cotton textile raw materials.

More than a thousand people arrived, and they were quickly shunted as families. All of the men were organized because Fuming decided to carry out the post-study plan.

In Heitu Village, Yang Mingzhi and other divisional leaders met Alexander himself.

He is Ukrainian and can talk to Fomin in Ukrainian. The two men met very happily, and the troops gladly accepted Alexander's command.

For the merit of this man, Fumin was even more grateful as a Jew. "You saved the Jews, and the Germans were going to kill us. You are a hero, and your merits will be rewarded one day. “

Zion Zionism, Fuming knows this. He was convinced that war would be the victory of good over evil, and that the Jews would return to the land of Canaan and end their 2,000-year wanderings.

Alexander couldn't do that much, and it seemed that it was not appropriate for him to be placed in that regiment as to the belongings of his troops.

Yang Mingzhi slapped his thigh: "Just let him and his people be independent battalions, after all, they are the formed troops of the 40th Group Army." “

This arrangement was made out of respect for friendly forces, and Fomin had already begun to work on the plans for the Jewish camp.

On the afternoon of November 6, more than 200 Jewish refugees volunteered to join the Soviet army as a militia, and Fomin chose a man named Joseph Brinich as the battalion commander.

At the meeting of the division headquarters that took place on this day in the village of Heitu, Alexander's independent battalion was stationed in the village and immediately began to repair and strengthen the defense of the converted collective farm. The wounded soldiers were all taken to hospital.

The newly formed Jewish battalion all entered the barracks in the village of Ayu and immediately began training.

Yang Mingzhi stayed in Heitu Village that night, and he brought his wife here by the way.

Star fruit didn't have so much time to care about what the chiefs were discussing, so she turned into a milkmaid, and a bucket of fresh milk was just cooked and drunk.

Drinking some hot milk when it's cold is a good thing, not to mention that the next day is the anniversary of the October Revolution, which is the national day of the Soviets.

In Heitu Village, preparations for the celebration have begun.

In a tough setting, a hearty meal is a celebration. The milk is boiled in carambola, and the house is full of milky aroma.

"It smells so good!" Yang Mingzhi returned to the dormitory after handling things, and was attracted by the mellow smell as soon as he entered the room.

"Brother! You're back. Sit down, this is the milk I milked today, and I treat you to it! “

This girl smiled brightly, and Yang Mingzhi was not polite. He was so thirsty that he drank half of a jug of milk.

"Are you too hungry, or do you just think it tastes good?" Star fruit asked.

"Both." Yang Mingzhi helped his wife sit at the head of the bed, "As long as it's the dishes you make, I like it." By the way, tomorrow is the anniversary of the October Revolution, and something very special will happen. “

Star fruit was very curious, I didn't know what her husband was talking about, and under questioning, Yang Mingzhi shook his head.

"Tomorrow will be the annual annual October Revolution Red Square military parade, you know this."

"Yes! I know, when we were in the Far East, that is, a year ago. Their military parade on Red Square in the Soviet Union, the loudspeakers in our barracks also reported the situation, including Stalin's speech. “

"Call Comrade Stalin. Of course, in private, we can call him Da Linzi. Yang Mingzhi said with a smile.

"Da Linzi?" Carambola covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

"Hey. You can be happy, tomorrow's military parade on Red Square is very special, we can receive radio from Moscow, and you can see. “

The star fruit fell asleep in anticipation, and the next morning, several radios in the village, including the rooftop, received a live broadcast from Moscow.

Yevlov, Yang Mingzhi and others were still in Heitu Village, and everyone was shocked by what happened on Red Square.

The parade troops marched through Red Square in orderly steps, all the way out of the city, and engaged the German troops under the city.

In this parade, the soldiers and equipment were all carrying ammunition, and the fighter planes in the air were also armed escorts.

Stalin and the leaders of the CPSU were present, and outside Moscow was the vanguard of Guderian, who was running wildly, and the battle was going on.

There were already German troops rushing all the way, and there were still ten kilometers to enter the city of Moscow, and they had already seen the red star on the roof of the Kremlin and the dome of Vasily's Cathedral. However, the Soviets came out one after another, and these people were completely annihilated by a strong resistance, and soon the German army that first attacked Moscow was no longer the object of envy, because the Soviet reinforcements seemed to be endless!

The Soviet soldiers wore thick military coats, their guns were coated with antifreeze gun oil, and even cotton holsters were worn, and the fuel of tanks and armored vehicles was antifreeze, which was in stark contrast to the German troops outside the city.

Just like the rhetoric of Panfinov's division: "Although Russia is big, we have no way out, behind us is Moscow, it is Stalin!" “

Stalin's radio resounded throughout the Soviet Union, powerful electromagnetic waves were broadcast to the whole world, and the people of the occupied areas also heard the voice of the leader.

When the military parade was underway, Yang Mingzhi and others had already gathered in the collective farm office in Heitu Village to hear the leader's speech with their own ears.

Yang Mingzhi noticed that everyone was in high spirits and full of confidence in victory.

Then he said: "There is an old Chinese proverb that when the army is in grief and indignation, the soldiers will share the same hatred and hatred, and victory is always inevitable. In fact, this is the principle of "mourning soldiers will win", Stalin did not leave, he swore to live and die with Moscow. For the Soviet Union, the leader stood like a rock, so what was the cowardice in everyone.

"The leader sat in the capital and did not evacuate. We were defeated in Belarus, in Kiev, in Vyazma, but in Moscow, this time we will definitely win. Because, the leaders and high-level leaders have already entrusted their own safety to the troops. Yevlov said firmly.

All the collective farms listened to the order of the leader that all those who could fight, enthusiastically join the Red Army and fight the invaders.

Isn't this a copy of the Soviet Union that "the land is not divided into north and south, and people are not divided into old and young, and they all have the responsibility of defending the territory and resisting the war" is a copy of the Soviet Union?

After this experience, Yang Mingzhi was even more determined to win the Great Patriotic War, regardless of the Soviet Union or China, victory would come sooner or later.

The celebration of the victory of the October Revolution had begun, and people were singing and dancing. Yang Mingzhi didn't care too much about this, and in two days, a new round of airdrops promised by Timoshenko was coming, and busyness followed. (To be continued.) )