Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

The World of Bright Sword, August 14, 1939.

In the vast desert and the dead sea of ​​sand, hundreds of trucks are moving forward at a constant speed.

The wind was howling, and the rolled up gravel slapped against the truck's windshield.

A man in his early thirties with thick eyebrows and big eyes and an upright expression was sitting in the passenger seat of one of the trucks. He looked at the desolate and lifeless Gobi Desert and said, "I'm finally home!"

Although the driver in the driver's seat couldn't understand Chinese, his emotional tone still allowed him to make an accurate guess. The driver patted the man in the passenger seat on the shoulder and spoke boldly in Russian: "Huang! How does it feel to go home!"

Without waiting for Huang He to answer, the driver took out a bottle of vodka from his coat pocket and handed it to him. Then he took out a bottle from the other pocket and took a swig.

"You have suffered a lot in order to return to your motherland. No matter what your previous life was like, home will always be your warm harbor! This bottle of wine is specially left to you, my dear home!"

Huang He looked at the Siberian man in front of him helplessly. He opened the bottle and smelled it with his nose, and then took a big sip.

The pungent and strong smell of alcohol filled the small space. Even after staying in the north for so long, he still wasn't used to the smell of vodka.

The rich and layered Fenjiu is more suitable for his taste.

He tightened the bottle cap and snatched the driver's bottle. Then he said in standard Russian: "Drink less. We have to drive for more than 20 days. I don't want to get in a drunkard's car." ”

Makarov Sharogradsky looked at the Yellow River with some resentment. For him, being without wine was a very painful thing.

"Huang, you are good at everything, but you are too serious! You are just like my instructor! Don't you know my drinking capacity? If I have enough wine, I can drink until the end of the mission."

The two met not long ago. Huang He had just arrived at Makarov's troops before setting off on this mission. The superior officer told him that he wanted to send this man back to his homeland.

Makarov has been running back and forth on this transportation line for more than two years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a task. Having always been familiar with him, he immediately made friends with this new friend with his curiosity and wine. The two of them had a drink and officially got to know each other, and they officially set off home the next day.

For this enthusiastic Siberian man, Huang He was grateful to him from the bottom of his heart. After all, he has to be taken care of by others when he returns home, not to mention that he doesn't have to be crowded with supplies on the road.

Although Huang He stopped him from drinking in the car, Makarov was not angry. Instead, he was still very concerned about his friend's future life.

"Huang, isn't your work in the Second Special Design Bureau going well? Why did you give up all your years of hard work?"

"And I have been performing transportation missions in your country a lot in the past two years. I won't have a decent research environment after I return."

When he heard this, Huang He thought of the war-torn motherland and his compatriots who were homeless and separated from their families. His eyes were full of fighting spirit and he said to Makarov:

"Your country is not always strong from the beginning. It needs people from all walks of life to build it. Just like you can travel on arduous transportation routes without hesitation, I also want to contribute to my country."

"My country needs me. Even if the road ahead will be difficult, even if I may die in a war, there are thousands of comrades there who will fight with me."

“There is a saying in our country called fallen leaves returning to their roots.”

"A very famous modern poem was born last year, and there is a sentence in it that I like very much. Why do I often have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply."

Makarov didn't answer immediately, and the silence in the cab was frightening, but he was never good at hiding his emotions.

"Davari, with people like you, a spark in the east can surely turn into a prairie fire!"

When he said this, he did not look at the comrades around him, but his firm tone made people extremely reassured. Huang He looked at his profile and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

While the two were talking, the convoy was still driving on the Gobi Desert day and night, and in two days it would be a rugged mountain road. The task of the transport team was to deliver the materials they carried to the anti-Japanese troops and bring back some of the raw materials and gold they needed.

This team consists of three specially organized automobile battalions and an independent automobile company.

The vehicle operation carried twenty 37mm anti-tank guns and 10,000 rounds of artillery shells, five 76mm anti-aircraft guns and 5,000 rounds of artillery shells, 300 Degtyaryov machine guns, 40 Maxim heavy machine guns, and 7.62mm rifles. 3 million rounds of ammunition and 1.5 million rounds of 7.9mm rifle ammunition.

This transportation mission is the largest this year, and even transported aircraft.

It's just that the aircraft is split into different parts. The wings, tail, propellers, spare parts, etc. are installed in the car compartment, and the fuselage is mounted on the compartment.

The independent automobile company carried the weapons and materials prepared by Huanghe for the base area, which was the wealth he had saved over the years.

As the sun was about to set, the transport troops finally arrived at the supply depot along the way.

They also saw a pack transport team consisting of more than 300 camels passing by. After chatting with the fellow villagers, Huang He learned that they were going to exchange wool for gasoline, ammunition and other supplies, and then exchanged the Give things to people who need them.

This transportation route is located far away from the rear of the war, and experienced soldiers always hold some entertainment activities while having fun. Beside the fire not far away, several soldiers danced the Cossack dance with the political commissar like a cheer.

Accompanied by cheerful music, a group of officers and soldiers kicked their legs forward in a squatting or half-squatting posture. The entire dance was dominated by squatting and jumping movements. Their legs are stretched as straight as possible, and in some parts they have to squat and kick quickly in circles.

"Really unbreakable knees!"

Prairie cavalry songs played on the accordion were heard from time to time in the camp.

Seeing Huang He who was facing the crowd but lost in thought, Makarov came next to him with a dinner. Today’s dinner is the classic canned Tusanka stewed with three delicacies from Siberia, and the staple food is pancakes. This unique battlefield stew is still very tempting.

"Lubyanka's potatoes raise people~ Entering the big hotel feels like going home. Everyone in the hotel is talented and speaks nicely. I really like being there."

"They are all amazing. Even those of us who run this road all year round may not always be able to get home safely. And they all volunteer to participate in transportation. Several families I met last year either died on the road. Or go bankrupt."

"You will win. Sooner or later the invaders will be driven away by you."

Although Huang He is not a fragile person, reliable comrades are always so reassuring.

After finishing the meal, the transport team replenished fuel and started a new journey.

At this time, Huang He was leaning against the glass window, sleeping with his right arm on his pillow. He would need to switch to Makarov for the evening journey, so he needed to rest as soon as he had the chance.

Suddenly, an impassioned piece of music sounded in his mind, followed by a thrilling narration.

"We sacrificed our lives in the last war, but you turned your promise to us into nothing!

We have worked hard to bring this country into modernity, but you exploit us at every opportunity!

While we are fighting bloody battles against powerful enemies, you are not willing to provide even the slightest bit of help!

Now, our war has become your war.

The gentlemen who feasted on flesh and blood with dignity were eventually coveted by wild beasts.

We stand together against the nation that threatens our land.

From now on, we will fight side by side and drive the invaders down into the sea step by step

But no one can forget the price we paid to win our freedom.

While enduring the arrogance, waiting for the opportunity

Now, let the world see the greatness of our nation! "

"Hello host, we finally meet. The system is currently in read-only mode and will be fully unlocked after arriving at the base."

After hearing the voice in his mind, Huang He was trembling with excitement. This system has been silent for so many years, and finally there is some movement!

The transportation line was developed by Dalinzi and Baldou, and the specific location of each supply station can even be found online.

Things from the three transportation camps cannot be given to TG. This is a rule.