Chapter 273 10. A Rare Battle

According to the instructions of the Central Military Commission to take Taiyuan back, Xu Xiangqian, Zhou Shidi, Luo Ruiqing, Hu Yaobang and other frontline leaders immediately ordered the siege troops to stop the siege and decided to launch a political offensive against the enemy defending the city. A rare battle begins. A few tens of meters away from the position of the 127th Regiment of our army is the position of the 2nd Regiment of the 49th Division of the Yan Army.One night after dark, the soldiers of the 1st Battalion and the 3rd Company began to publicize. They picked up the paper microphone and shouted at the enemy's position ahead:

"Brothers Yan Jun, don't resist anymore. Put down your weapons and surrender, we will give preferential treatment to the prisoners." No one answered, and the propaganda fighter then shouted: "Do you know who you are fighting for? Don't give your life to Yan Xishan anymore. You haven’t defended Dongshan, and you can’t defend the current position. Put down your weapons and come here.” "It's not that we didn't defend it, it's that we didn't want to defend it." The propaganda fighter kept shouting, and the opponent finally lost his composure. "It's not that you don't want to defend, it's that we defeated you." The propaganda fighter immediately continued after hearing the other party's reply.

"Ba, ba!" Suddenly a shuttle of bullets came from the enemy's position. It was like this for the first few days. The two sides fought like children bickering. They fought when they could not shout, and continued to shout after the fight. The stars are changing, the calendar has turned to January 1949, and the Spring Festival is coming soon. On the positions of our army, the soldiers began to be busy welcoming the Spring Festival in 1949.They set up the traffic trenches with colorful archways, red couplets, flower slogans, door board newspapers, New Year magazines, trench paintings, and New Year cards, challenge letters, etc. sent to each other by each company. The battlefield, dressed in red and green, has a new look.

The soldiers of the 6th squad of the 3rd company of the 127th regiment came up with a new trick.Facing the enemy's position 60 meters away in front, they arranged an attractive scene: on the front of the trench decorated with colorful decorations, a gorgeous lantern was hung, a bamboo stick was erected beside the lamp, and two white Fat steamed buns.A green slogan was pasted under the white bun: "Welcome officers and soldiers of Yan Jun!" All this formed a sharp contrast with the lifeless and gray enemy position on the opposite side, like a very ironic cartoon. After all the arrangements were made, Zhang Haiyu, the deputy squad leader of Class 6, began to shout again under the colored lights.

"Fellowship, what do you think this is?" He used the term "fellowship" as a pretext at the beginning. This time the enemy sentry was a child soldier, and he seemed to have noticed everything here. "I see, lanterns and steamed buns." A shrill child's voice replied immediately. "How many buns?" "Two. What are those red and green things behind you?" "This is us welcoming the New Year! Brother, come over and eat steamed buns!" "No!" It sounded like the little sentinel was quite stubborn. At this time, Gong Wucheng, the correspondent of the battalion, came over. He heard the little sentinel on the opposite side with a Yuci accent, so he said, "Little devil, come here, we will eat good food for the new year."

"Our side also eats well." The little sentinel said stubbornly. Zhang Haiyu laughed and said, "Don't lie, your side has long been short of food." The little sentry said unconvinced: "We have planes that transport rice and noodles every day." Gong Wucheng said: "Don't lie to yourself. Many of your parachutes have floated to our side, and they are full of red rice and shallots." The little sentinel was suddenly speechless.But he suddenly changed his words: "Which village are you from?" "We are fellow villagers, and I am from Guocun, Yuci." The two chatted across the distance.

"How did you become a soldier?" "Caught out by Yan Xishan's standing soldiers." "Which part are you in?" "The stretcher row of the personal trainer group." "My fellow, how did you get there?" The little sentinel suddenly felt something was wrong. "I was liberated from Jiexiu last year. Fellow countrymen, come here too. This side treats us much better than that side." This time, before the little sentinel could answer, an old soldier suddenly said, "Keep your voice down! We are afraid of your landmines." As soon as Zhang Haiyu heard that there was a door, he immediately replied: "Don't be afraid, it's Lalei, and it won't make noise if you don't pull the rope."

"We went there empty-handed, and you don't need to shoot." The veteran who spoke just now said in a low voice. "We don't shoot, you better bring your guns too." Then, Zhang Haiyu explained the route in detail. "Don't go, wait for us, I'll go back and call a few fellow villagers, and we'll go there together with weapons." In this way, in two months, the company liberated more than 210 enemy officers and soldiers.Sometimes, Yan Jun Company, the platoon leader, and his subordinates combined to bring the entire company and platoon over in an organized manner.The heart attack was a huge victory.