Chapter 22 The Last Soldier The 182nd Division

The troops who went south came back one after another. During this period, many major events took place in New China. Mao Zedong stood on the tower of Tiananmen Square in Beijing and announced to the world: The People's Republic of China was established.Millions of troops fought the Yangtze River, and later liberated Hainan Island. The interior of the mainland has been completely liberated, and there are still sporadic bandit suppression battles in the surrounding areas. It is only a matter of time. When Wang Qinggui found the 182nd Division's residence, the 182nd Division was full of joy. They didn't have a fixed barracks, and they set up tents at the foot of the mountain.It was the guards who brought him in front of the division commander. The division commander was surnamed Tang, with a red face and a rough voice.

As soon as he saw the teacher, his eyes turned red, as if seeing a long-lost relative.He explained why he came, and the teacher shook hands with him, and asked someone to pour water for him, and then the teacher ordered someone to bring out the roster of the whole teacher. He first mentioned the name of the head of the regiment, Zhang Letian. Master Tang shook his head and said: "I have heard of Zhang Letian. He died before he was reorganized into our 182nd Division." He stood there in a daze, the head of the regiment sacrificed but he didn't know that such a good person would never be seen again. At this moment, he thought of those fourteen brothers again.

Then he mentioned Zhao Dafa, his company commander.Master Tang shook his head, it seems that company commander Zhao Dafa also died. He thought of Kong Hu, the commander of the second company, and Liu Qing, the commander of the third company. They were also "old men" of the independent regiment. They were all squad leaders when he joined the army. Master Tang found out the list of those killed in battle. Kong Hu, the commander of the second company, died in the battle of liberating northern Jiangsu, and Liu Qing, the commander of the third company, was bombed and sunk when he crossed the river.

He recalled one by one, Mr. Tang searched one by one, Mr. Tang's hand never left the list of the dead.He thought about all the people in the independent group, but none of them came back. With a look of surprise and bewilderment on his face, Mr. Tang's expression also became serious. Mr. Tang said: If there is a revolution, there must be sacrifices. Now the officers and soldiers of the 182nd Division have changed a few times. In other words, none of those who reorganized the independent regiment in the past can come back.Wang Qinggui thought of that blocking battle again, he was the only one alive in the whole platoon.This is war, and victory is won with blood.

This time, the 182nd Division naturally couldn't prove anything to Wang Qinggui, he could only prove that the 182nd Division was under the control of the local county party committee before that.If there are still people alive in the independent group, then the result is another matter. He sat there blankly. He thought that he would find his home when he found the 182nd Division. What he didn't expect was that the 182nd Division was found, but things were different.Those familiar comrades can never come back.He felt sad for those comrades who died, and those comrades who could not prove their identities and died, he felt even more sad.They sacrificed, but no one can prove them.

Wang Qinggui burst into tears again, and Mr. Tang's eye circles were also red. Mr. Tang held his hand and said sincerely: You should go to the county to look for it. Maybe they can prove you. We really don't have any independent groups before the reorganization. Condition. What else can I say, the 182nd Division has their organization, they have their own rules, he doesn't know Mr. Tang, and he hasn't spent a day in the 182nd Division, so why should he prove it to you, and how can he prove it? When he bid farewell to the 182nd Division, his heart was very empty, with nothing to lose.He came here full of hope, these years he has been expecting with thoughts, and he has survived day by day, and now the thoughts are gone.He didn't know how to walk back, and how to explain to his comrades when he went back.

No one can prove him, and if he cannot be proved, he cannot prove those comrades who died in the blocking battle.It was like a chain of buttons. The button was tied in a tight knot. If he couldn't open it here, the buttons behind him also became a tight knot. The news he received from the 182nd Division shocked Wang Qingui—all his familiar comrades died, and he was the only one who was still alive.Compared with these sacrificed comrades-in-arms, he is lucky, but this kind of luck makes his life worse than death.If he can't help those comrades who died to prove it, then what's the point of his life.

For a moment, he didn't know where to go.Before coming to the 182nd Division, he was full of enthusiasm and hope, imagining the scene of the reunion of his comrades-in-arms, and they recalled and remembered together, not only his identity was proved, but also the comrades-in-arms could rest in peace.He has a family from now on, and he will become a member of the 182nd Division. Life with a home is solid. However, everything now brought him back to the starting point from the end point, all efforts and waiting failed, and his thoughts instantly vanished into thin air. At this time, he thought of the fourteen graves on the hillside and the cabin.When he left his comrades-in-arms, he had already made a wish with them. He said to his comrades: Our team is back. I will go to our relatives. When the time comes, we will come back to see you together. You should also rest in peace.

Can those comrades rest in peace now?What face does he have to meet those comrades who cannot rest in peace? What is the meaning and value of his own life?He didn't know where he was going. He walked in a daze for a few days, and couldn't tell east, west, north, south. When he came to his senses, he was surprised to find that he had come to Xinji Village for some reason.When he got here, he thought of Old Man Wu and Xiaolan. Xiaolan stood in front of her house and watched him walking on the village road. She didn't seem to believe her eyes anymore, she just stared at him blankly.