Chapter 26 Chapter 25 Towards the Abyss

1 It is not difficult to imagine that Jiao Kun's attempt to find his father in the Golden Triangle thirty years ago was doomed to fail. Jiao Kun is an educated youth from Kunming who went to the countryside in the west of Yunnan. At that time, the educated youth who went to the countryside could easily show off their power, pluck garlic sprouts secretly, and vent their despair and dissatisfaction with their fate on the local farmers.Jiao Kun was not like this, he was as conscientious as a sheep, and fellow villagers praised that he had never seen such a conscientious male educated youth.Only Jiao Kun knew in his heart that of course he was inferior to others. Others had the capital to be arrogant, but he did not, because his father was a rightist and was still serving his sentence in a labor camp.

One day, a person quietly brought a letter, telling his father to go to the Golden Triangle.The news was sudden. What was father doing in the Golden Triangle?As big as the Golden Triangle, where is he?Jiao Kun was dumbfounded, as if facing the vast ocean, he was at a loss for a while.Of course, his father had his reasons for his actions, but Jiao Kun couldn't figure it out. After thinking hard for a few days, he still made an astonishing decision that could change his life: sneak across the border to find his father. There are many mountains, large mountains and dense forests, and the Golden Triangle is vast and sparsely populated. In addition, the language barrier and unfamiliar people do not even have a clue. Where can he find his father?After wandering for more than a month, he was quickly caught by the Burmese police near Lashio, beat him up, and then sent him to a detention center.

The detention center is in a basement with no windows. When I first entered from a bright place, my eyes were darkened, as if I had fallen into a black hole and could not see anything.Jiao Kun smelled a pungent stench coming towards his face, as if he had fallen into a large cesspool. The smell made him cover his nose and think: "Oh my god, what kind of prison is this, why is it so smelly?" After his eyes got used to the darkness, he saw clearly that the prison cell looked like a stuffed tank car, with many prisoners crowded on the ground.The prisoners were silent, they sat on the straw mat and looked at him, their eyes flashing green in the dark like a beast.Jiao Kun gasped. Fortunately, a person stood up near the excrement bucket and asked him loudly in Chinese: "Are you a new educated youth? There are vacancies here, but please be patient."

So he got acquainted with the educated youth in the cell.The person who greeted him was a Kunming educated youth named Qin Dali, and the other two were Yu Xinhua, an educated youth from Shanghai, and Gao Liansheng, an educated youth from Beijing.He also learned that there were two female educated youths in the women's prison next door, one was Yu Xinhua's unmarried wife Zhou Zhaodi, and the other was also an educated youth from Kunming named Jiang Xiaoling. When he was out, he saw the female educated youth next door. It turned out that Zhou Zhaodi was a pregnant woman with a big belly, and her face was pale because of the lack of sunlight.Jiang Xiaoling didn't show any expression. She nodded to them and just squatted in front of the sink to wash her hair.Everyone felt very depressed and hopeless. Zhou Zhaodi asked Yu Xinhua worriedly: "I heard that the Immigration Bureau will send back the educated youth who smuggled into the country, is that true?"

Yu Xinhua comforted her and said, "Nong needs to take care of his health, and don't care if he is sent back. Anyway, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain." Gao Liansheng, an educated youth from Beijing, has bristling hair and looks furious.He read a mimeographed pamphlet called "Guevara's Diary", and then decided to dedicate himself to the international communist movement.Unexpectedly, the revolution was not found, but was locked in a cell. He firmly believed that the revolutionary belief would never become moldy just like the wet weather in the rainy season because of being in prison for a long time.He glanced at Zhou Zhaodi's big belly, and said contemptuously, "Tch! How can you have a trace of revolutionary youth in messing around with men and women like this?"

Yu Xinhua's face was flushed, and his neck was congested. The problem was that he was an educated youth from Shanghai. All the male educated youths in Shanghai looked like bean sprouts, and they were not fond of fighting with others.On the other hand, Qin Dali couldn't stand it, and stood up and said angrily: "Old Gao, you can't talk like that. We are all educated youths, and everyone has their own difficulties. If you have lofty ideas and go to the mountains to fight, why do you have to make trouble with others?" ?” Gao Liansheng glanced at him, because Qin Dali was tall and burly, he would be at a disadvantage if he moved his hands, so he walked aside with a sneer.Jiao Kun felt puzzled, and said, "Since when are you still so disunited in a foreign country?"

The educated youth in Shanghai took the opportunity to say a lot of bad things about Gao Liansheng, such as egomaniac, extreme leftist trends, self-righteousness, self-righteousness, etc. Jiao and Qin had nothing to say.After the briefing was over, when they returned to the cell, several people were so angry that they didn't want to talk. When the meal was served, the prison guard gave everyone a banana leaf rice ball, only one or two taels in size.Jiao Kun put it under his nose and smelled it. He felt that the smell was not right. When he opened it, it turned out to be rotten and he couldn't eat it.He saw that Gao Liansheng was not picky at all, he ate deliciously, and felt admiration in his heart.Yu Xinhua begged the prison guard, "Please give my rice ball to my wife, she is pregnant, please do me a favor!"

Qin Dali sympathized with him and said, "Why don't you eat?" He gave half of his rice balls to him.The educated youth in Shanghai was very grateful, took it and ate it hungrily.After eating, he wiped away his tears and said, "If I knew I had suffered so much, why did I run out?" Gao Liansheng said like a staunch revolutionary: "We can only fight against counter-revolutionary violence with revolutionary violence. We must escape from prison!" Qin Dali agreed: "Yes! We have to find out!" The detention center is like a garbage transfer station. Before the old garbage is removed, new garbage comes in again.All kinds of people in the Golden Triangle come and go here, thieves, drug dealers, robbers and bandits who kill and rob, and there are also many political prisoners with complicated backgrounds, such as anti-government militants, Kuomintang intelligence personnel, and so on.In short, it is difficult for you to distinguish their identities, to find out whether they are friends or enemies.

That night, a shrill cry suddenly came from the women's prison next door, mixed with the clang of knocking on the iron door.Yu Xinhua's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he grabbed the iron door and shouted crazily: "Someone is here! Oh, Zhaodi, Zhaodi, what's the matter with you? Is it... going to give birth?!" A prisoner on duty walked in sleepily, and shouted loudly, "What are you making troubles for? Make trouble again, and I'll put shackles on you tomorrow! Let's see if you're honest or not!" Yu Xinhua begged him: "My wife is going to have a baby, please do me a favor and send her to the hospital, please."

The jailer squinted his eyes and scolded: "It's a good idea! What are you, you still want to go to the hospital? ... Wait for her to be born in the prison, and call someone to collect the body tomorrow." The educated youth was so angry that he rushed to the door and cursed: What are you, a reactionary pawn?Lao Tzu is a dignified Chinese educated youth, being insulted by you like this? ... You are still not human, you don't even have the basic humanity, you are only worthy of being a dog!The lackeys of imperialism! Just as the commotion was raging, a man stood up from the ground and persuaded them in standard Chinese: "Okay, okay, don't quarrel with him, it's important to save people, let me think of a way."

Everyone was stunned, this is a new prisoner, in his forties, wearing Shan costumes, and looks ugly.He was sitting quietly, no one paid attention to him, and confused him with other Burmese prisoners.I saw him say a few words in Burmese in a low voice, and the prisoner's attitude immediately changed like a play. The irritability and anger receded from his face like a dark cloud, and a gentle and respectful smile climbed up like a tide.He obeyed, went out and made a phone call, and soon a dilapidated ambulance drove in and carried the pregnant woman away on a stretcher. Yu Xinhua knelt on the ground with a thud, and kept saying "savior, savior, savior".The man helped the educated youth from Shanghai, shook his head and said that they are all Chinese, relying on their parents at home and friends when they go out.Everyone was moved by his brave deeds, and there was no place to confide in the bitterness and grievances of many days, so they talked enthusiastically and excitedly all night.The man, whose surname is Lu, is an overseas Chinese in the Golden Triangle, who is engaged in jade business in Yangon. This time, he was detained by the police because of trouble on the road.He said that at least two or three days, and at most one week, he would be released on bail by his friends.Jiao Kun asked him naively, why did the prisoner become as obedient as a dog all of a sudden?He laughed and said that I told him that if he did what I said, he could go to a friend tomorrow to collect a bounty.The name of this friend is influential in this part of the world.Gao Liansheng frowned, thinking solemnly like a philosopher, he slowly opened his mouth, and asked an unexpected question: "What do you think of the Cultural Revolution?" The man shook his head, indicating that he was unclear or had no comment.Gao Liansheng didn't find an opponent in the debate, so he sat aside with disdain and didn't speak.The educated youth in Shanghai was thinking fast, and he was obviously interested in what Mr. Lu said about his friends just now. At this moment, he suddenly said hurriedly: "Good Mr. Lu, can you ask your friend to release us on bail? ... We will Forever grateful!" A few Chinese educated youths suddenly realized at this time that the appearance of Mr. Lu was of great significance to their fate.His friend was able to bail him, why not others?Did they have another savior or chance?So they all looked at Mr. Lu nervously, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.Mr. Lu did not answer directly, but said that if he could help, he would find a way.This answer is like a tactful prevarication, and it can also be regarded as an excuse. Of course, it cannot satisfy the educated youth.The hope that had just been ignited was immediately shattered, and they were all disappointed, all of them looked downcast.Having said that, getting a bunch of foreign smugglers out of a detention facility is no easy feat, and who wants to be in trouble for no reason? The next day, news came from the hospital that the female educated youth in Shanghai had given birth to a daughter, and the mother and daughter were safe.Everyone can’t get excited about this good news, pessimistic emotions are like bugs gnawing at their hearts. You must know that maternity and babies mean an extra heavy burden to this group of people. Originally, I dreamed of escaping from prison, but you can carry the child on your back Jailbreak?Can you leave the mother and child behind? ! Two days later, Mr. Lu was indeed free, and his influential local friend released him on bail.Mr. Lu's release from prison greatly stimulated the male educated youth. Gao Liansheng walked around the cell like a lion. He became more and more irritable and nervous, even talking in sleep: "Prison escape! Prison escape!..." Gao Liansheng's desperation affected the male educated youths like an infectious disease. They began to seriously study how to snatch guns, how to escape from prison, how to repel the pursuers, and which direction and which route to go up the mountain.But an unavoidable question mark has always troubled them, that is, what are you going to do? Gao Liansheng replied: "Make a revolution! Awaken the working people and overthrow the reactionary government!" Qin Dali retorted: "Do you understand Burmese? You can't even speak Burmese. How do you wake it up?" Gao Liansheng was speechless.Jiao Kun murmured, "I'm going to find my father." Yu Xinhua said: "Where is your father? You can't search like a blind man, right? How big is the Golden Triangle, how do you find it? You can't finish it in your whole life." As a result, the atmosphere of discouragement, pessimism and despair enveloped them like a thick fog, and the educated youths were lazy and exhausted all day long, as if they were suffering from pernicious anemia.Now is the opportunity to escape from prison, and they probably don't bother to take the risk. The result of fighting against fate is even more at a loss, so the days flow slowly past them like disgusting dirty water.More than ten days later, footsteps could be heard in the corridor, and the jailer opened the door reluctantly with a bang, and shouted at the educated youth: "Get out of here! ... I will see you next time, and I will never be as good as you." Eat the fruit!" Several people were kicked out of the detention center inexplicably before they came to their senses.When they walked out of the gate, they saw a middle-aged man standing under the bright sunlight, holding a bouquet of flowers, nodding and smiling at them friendly.Jiao Kun first recognized that person as Mr. Lu, and he burst into tears like a child seeing a relative. In a seemingly casual tone, Mr. Lu made an unexpected request to the educated youth: "Are you willing to be gentlemen?...Go and teach those Chinese children, they need a gentlemen." 2 War is a way of life similar to walking on the tip of a knife. You simply cannot predict when this knife will slice you in two, or cut off a certain part of your body, or kill your classmates and friends. parted with you forever.Liu Heizi's friends Chen Wogua, Zheng Jiujiu, and Guo Laosi left him one after another because of this damn war. He was taken prisoner by the government army, tied to a tree, disemboweled, and fed alive to wild dogs.About half a year later, Liu Heizi suddenly asked his friends Li Damao and Yang Hongmei a question: "Why should we fight for them?" The friend looked at him and felt that this question was very profound, and separating "them" from "us" showed that Liu Heizi had given up his ambition of becoming a governor and mayor.Li Damao looked down at his toes and said, "Yeah, why do we... fight a war?" Yang Hongmei's public identity is a guerrilla health worker, and she is Liu Heizi's girlfriend. They had that kind of ambiguous relationship a long time ago. .She suggested in a low voice: "I heard that there is Thailand in the south. Life there is good, there is no war, and everyone has a car. Let's go to Thailand." Liu Heizi said, "Is it capitalism?" Yang Hongmei answered unsurely: "Maybe. Anyway, I can live a good life." Liu Heizi slapped his thigh, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! After thinking about it, I'm going to find that capitalism!" Escaping is an act of rebellion. In the guerrillas, there are two kinds of people who will not end well if caught, one is a deserter and the other is a traitor.They took advantage of the heavy rain to escape from the camp in the middle of the night, hid in a cave, and walked south along the Salween River after the guerrillas moved out.The three of them changed into casual clothes in the common people's bamboo building. It happened that a team of caravans were transporting goods to Wacheng.In this way, the three Chinese educated youths had no money. Of course, if they had money, they could not solve the problem. There is no good end for the guerrillas or government forces to capture him.But they have guns, and relying on their survival instincts, they travel cautiously day and night, bypassing the villages and towns on the main road, and head south along the steep jungle path of the Salween River.In fact, the path is not safe. Not only are there often poisonous snakes and beasts, but also there are so many bandits and robbers that it is hard to guard against.They became frightened birds and dared not leave their guns for a moment. When they were sleepy, they took a nap holding the loaded guns. When they were hungry, they went to the village to beg for food. munch on it. That afternoon they came to a valley and saw some bamboo buildings and crops scattered on the hillside in front of them. Two male educated youths were hiding in the woods, and Yang Hongyan, a female educated youth, went to beg for some food empty-handed.According to past experience, when young girls go begging for things, they often get sympathy from their kind masters, and they get some dried yams and corn cobs, and sometimes they even bring back a bamboo tube of white rice.The folk customs of the Golden Triangle are simple and simple, and many bamboo buildings enshrine the Buddha of the Western Paradise, who can save all living beings, so Liu Heizi sat down on the ground and said, "Xiaohong, give me a pinch of shredded tobacco, I can't stand my addiction to cigarettes." Yang Hongyan gave him a blank look, and left without saying a word.Two educated youths watched her walk out of the shadow of the woods and into the shining golden sun. The young woman walked unsteadily, her body was thin, her hair was blown up by the mountain wind, like a stunted child.Neither of them spoke, Liu Heizi held the gun and thought about something, and Li Damao dozed off. After more than ten minutes, there was a sudden piercing gunshot in the village, and they jumped up in fright.I saw Yang Hongyan stumbling back, and a group of Burmese soldiers in khaki military uniforms were chasing her.The female educated youth was obviously hungry and tired, and gradually she couldn't run anymore. The soldiers were about to catch up with her like a pack of yellow dogs.She waved her hands in despair, twisted her face, and yelled something, probably to tell them to run away, maybe to let them shoot, but the wind shattered her feeble voice.The yellow dog caught up to her, pinned her to the ground, and started tearing at her clothes, the soldiers apparently had a wonderful prey, and they were going to rape her and kill her in broad daylight.Li Damao was so nervous that his voice changed, and he asked desperately: "What, how, how?..." Liu Heizi's hands and feet were cold. He knew that he could not save his girlfriend who was about to be raped, and his survival instinct was overwhelming, because even if he stepped forward, he would only be able to add two more victims in vain.But Yang Hongyan was his girlfriend after all, if she was in Chongqing, anyone who dared to touch her would have his head smashed. The problem is that the environment is different. They are in the Golden Triangle where tigers and wolves are rampant. In front of them is a group of enemy soldiers who kill without batting an eyelid. What can he do?If you are willing to die, no one will sympathize with you.He was finally defeated by his own weakness, and squeezed out a word from his throat: "Go!" The two men jumped up like rabbits and fled to the depths of the woods in a panic.However, another group of cunning soldiers had come from another direction. They concluded that the girl's accomplices must be hiding in the woods, and they wanted to catch these rebels.Liu Heizi had no choice but to fight tenaciously, running while fighting, and the two submachine guns actually knocked down several enemies.But Li Damao did not follow at this critical moment. It turned out that he was shot in the leg and knelt on the ground with a pale face.His face was huddled together in pain, and he gasped and said, "Brother...help, save me, don't throw, throw me..." Liu Heizi suddenly shed tears of regret. He thought of Yang Hongyan, an educated youth. Half an hour ago, they were also holding submachine guns in their hands. Rather than both of them dying, why did they fight against the enemy? Relying on the large number of people, the Burmese soldiers caught up again after seeing them. They couldn't run, and their ammunition was almost exhausted. At the end of the day, an unexpected machine gun shot suddenly sounded in the woods on the mountain. The Burmese soldiers were stunned, thinking they had been ambushed. , Leaving them scrambling and retreating.Liu Heizi sat slumped on the ground, limp and without any strength, as if he had just woken up from a dream and didn't understand what was happening in front of him.His comrade Li Damao passed out due to excessive blood loss.The two educated youths were sitting like this, one with his arms around the other, the forest was quiet, and the air exuded the warm and bitter smell of vegetation. The battle just now seemed unreal, like a dream, but in fact nothing happened Same. Someone was talking in the woods, and the human voice came from a distance like a radio. Liu Heizi moved. He held his breath and listened attentively. His heart suddenly beat ecstatically like a drum.Because he could hear clearly, someone asked them a question, not like a baffling local dialect, or other native language and bird language, but a beautiful and kind mother tongue like mother's milk, Chinese: "...Who's down here? Raise your hand—come here!" 3 The life of the platoon leader Yu Xiaobing in the guerrillas became more and more difficult. In fact, it is not entirely due to personal reasons, because the good situation of the entire revolution is becoming severe. The guerrilla base areas imitated China to carry out the Cultural Revolution, and the government troops took advantage of it. The base areas were destroyed. The leading organs of the Communist Party of China were transferred to work abroad, and issued orders and instructions abroad, which created a great distance from the guerrillas who fought bloody battles.Some previously incorporated anti-government armed forces have declared independence one after another, the scope of activities of the guerrillas has become narrower and narrower, and the people do not support them.The Golden Triangle is all ethnic minority tribes, and the masses are basically unaware. They would rather stand on the side of the chieftain officials than cooperate with the revolutionary guerrillas.Yu Xiaobing was often puzzled to see that the government troops helped the people repair roads and bridges and resume production while the guerrillas were wreaking havoc and harassment.The government army and the common people mingle together, planting rice seedlings in the fields, working in the mountains, and the military and civilian fish and water. This should be a moving scene that only appears in the revolutionary team in the movies they have seen. From the perspective of internal factors, the relationship between educated youths and local guerrillas became more and more antagonistic.The guerrilla leader is also a local wild man with a rough style and a natural hostility towards the Chinese educated youth from the side of the border.It is said that the captain’s hometown still retains the ancient customs of drinking blood and beheading people’s heads to sacrifice grains, so it is not difficult to understand the natural gap between the guerrilla captain and these Chinese educated youths who talk and quote the classics, especially the Beijing educated youths from cadre families. One day in the rainy season, the superior ordered to attack the bridge post and blow up the suspension bridge.According to intelligence, there is only one enemy in the outpost, a dozen or so, and two light machine guns.Yu Xiaobing privately thinks that this suspension bridge is not a military goal, and the residents on both sides of the strait have relied on it in the past, but the military orders are overwhelming, and the superiors have their own strategic considerations. Are you more wise than the superiors? It was a full moon night, there was not a single cloud in the sky, and the moonlight was like a silver river flowing all over the ground, clearly projecting people's shadows on the ground.Moonlight is not good for sneak attacks. The main attacker is the second platoon commanded by Yu Xiaobing. This platoon is basically educated youths. In name, there are only about twenty people in a platoon, barely enough for two squads.The team moved quietly to a place several hundred meters away from the enemy's barracks. There was barbed wire in front of them, and the coughing of enemy sentries could be heard.Yu Xiaobing saw ordinary people's villages and bamboo buildings near the enemy's barracks. He was worried that opening fire would hurt innocent people. Besides, he said that the guerrillas fought for the liberation of the people, but they killed many people before destroying the enemy. How can't be justified. The guerrilla leader came to observe in person, and he ordered with a tense face: "Attack immediately! We must wipe out the enemy." Yu Xiaobing explained: "I think we should fight during the day, otherwise many ordinary people will be injured by mistake." The captain was furious, clapped his pistol and said, "Use a bazooka to shoot me! I'll shoot you if you miss the plane!" Yu Xiaobing had no choice but to order the 40th bazooka hand Zhang Heping to aim at the enemy barracks and shoot.Zhang Heping is usually an excellent shooter, and often shoots rockets directly into the enemy's gun holes, but unfortunately he suffers from mild night blindness, which makes it difficult for him to see the target clearly at night. This disease is a recessive disease, which is not easy for others understand.The dispute between the platoon leader and the captain just now caused him a lot of psychological pressure, so he was nervous when aiming, which caused his fingers to tremble slightly when firing. The first rocket was like a meteor that deviated from its orbit. It briefly drew an arc in the night sky, crossed the enemy's roof and directly hit the bamboo building of ordinary people.The flimsy bamboo building of course exploded like a New Year's firecracker, falling apart and bursting into flames.The second shot deviated further from the target, passed the periphery of the stockade and fell into the river.The enemy is a regular army, and there are dark trenches under the barracks that communicate with the fortifications, so when the gun is fired, the soldiers get out of bed and enter the fighting state.Zhang Heping threw the bazooka away, squatted on the ground and burst into tears. The guerrilla leader was so confused by this useless soldier, he kicked the bazooka hand somersault, and ordered loudly: "Come on! Anyone who is afraid of death will eat me first!" bullets!" This battle was fought as badly as ever: the enemy hid in the fortifications, had sufficient ammunition, and stood by for reinforcements.The guerrillas failed to attack and had to switch to a strong attack. The moonlight like water helped the enemy a lot. The attacker could hardly hide his body, and the enemy bullets flew over as soon as you moved.The enemy also planted many landmines on the open ground at the bridge head, which were small and hard to find plastic mines, designed to kill infantry, so the explosion of the mines was like beautiful fireworks blooming in the moonlight. The guerrilla attack failed, and the second row Most of the casualties. Yu Xiaobing suffered a minor injury to his arm. He saw his comrades fall one after another, with corpses strewn across the field, wailing, screaming and moaning one after another, as if his heart was being scorched by fire.He understood that there was no way to win a battle, and the only way to save it was to retreat immediately and save strength, otherwise the second row would be completely ruined.But the guerrilla leader didn't listen at all. He brandished his pistol and breathed fire from his eyes, forcing the soldiers to continue charging. Yu Xiaobing saw a figure in front of him. He straightened up and threw a grenade when he was knocked down by a machine gun. The man looked like Zhang Heping.His heart tightened, and he yelled a few times, but the person shouldn't, so he quickly crawled over to see that it was indeed Zhang Heping!He was already lying in a pool of blood, limp and unresponsive. Yu Xiaobing groaned and burst into tears, fearing that the cry would disturb the enemy, he grabbed his military cap and stuffed it into his mouth.He and Zhang Heping were partners who grew up in the same compound, joined the old Red Guards together, and later went south together to join the overseas guerrillas.Zhang's parents, in Qincheng prison, had no way of knowing that their only son had died on the battlefield.But what kind of battle is this?Even if a group of enemies are eliminated, can the lives of so many young comrades in arms be exchanged?Blow up the bridge, will the revolution succeed?Is victory coming?He beat his head with his fist, and grief and anger boiled in his heart like boiling water. Li Hongjun crawled over like a dog. When he saw Zhang Heping's body, he burst into tears and immediately attracted enemy bullets.Wiping his tears, he bitterly said that Tan Yaowu also sacrificed, the goddamn god, he must pay for his life!Yu Xiaobing's head swelled up, and he fell to the ground. In an instant, the two classmates who were like brothers and sisters were all dead and disappeared. What's going on?Is this the revolution they are after?Why are they fighting, and is that a worthy death?The desire for revenge gnawed at his brain like a wolf, and the flames burned his eyes into two black charcoals. Yu Xiaobing felt a poisonous snake hissing in his heart. team leader. In the subtropical rainy season, the weather changes as soon as it is said. A thick black cloud covers the moon. Suddenly, it rains heavily and you can't see your fingers. The situation turns in favor of the guerrillas.Yu Xiaobing heard the captain yelling somewhere, they touched him quietly, got close and shot him down.The captain hadn't died yet, he stared at them with wide eyes and couldn't speak, Yu Xiaobing put the gun barrel into his mouth and fired two shots, Fang felt the hatred in his heart.They slipped out of the battlefield and fled into the mountains. 4 Two Chinese educated youth wandered aimlessly in the mountains like savages for several months.During this period, they were almost hit by guerrillas and captured by government forces several times.To the guerrillas, they were traitors and heinous counter-revolutionaries; to the government forces, they were saboteurs and armed criminals who entered the country illegally. In addition, the residents in the mountains were all unenlightened ethnic minorities, with language barriers and customs that contradicted each other. So this world is full of enemies.They are like bereaved dogs, hiding in the bushes all day long, and they will inevitably be frightened when there is a disturbance. The days of fleeing are longer than a hundred years, and life becomes dazed and meaningless because there is no goal.What's more terrible is that Li Hongjun unfortunately contracted tropical malaria, a vicious disease that is the most vicious patron saint of the jungle.Lying in the cave, he sometimes had a high fever and sometimes shivered, and his face turned red and purple.Yu Xiaobing was so desperate that he almost went crazy. Seeing that his comrades were besieged by serious diseases, there was no cure, and there was even no food at all. Even if you committed suicide, it would not work.There is a Yejia cottage in the valley, and Yu Xiaobing took the risk to steal some corn, but the food cannot resist the raging disease.On the sixth day, the god of death finally came. Li Hongjun, an educated youth from Beijing from the same great city, left his comrades-in-arms after experiencing the struggle of life. His young soul went away happily to a paradise world without pain, disease and war. Yu Xiaobing watched over the corpse of his comrade and wept away his tears. He didn't know how many days and nights passed, until the monotonous, mysterious and palpitating sound of wooden drums dragged him back from the boundless lethargy.He opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that he was still alive and relaxed, as if all the heavy mental burdens, such as fear, death, hunger, loneliness, fragility, shaken, etc., had all fallen off his body and followed Li Hongjun away. , As a result, he became fearless, as if he was not afraid of anything, and he didn't care, just like playing the game of invulnerability when he was a child.He felt strange about this change in himself. How could a person become so light and light that he didn't even recognize himself?How is this going? He buried the remains of his comrades-in-arms, then carried two submachine guns on his back, wiped away his tears, and stumbled down the valley.The sound of wooden drums became clearer and clearer. The cottage was burning with a raging fire, and many figures could be seen moving. He suddenly remembered that it was the wilderness who was beating the drums for the festival. The wilderness festival meant that the hunters flayed people's heads and beat the drums all night long. The severed heads are sacrificed to the mountain gods, which are called "hunting heads". He forgot to be afraid, or something called "cowardice" did not exist in him, so he swaggered into the cottage.In front of him, naked jays danced and reveled around the bonfire, on which whole cows and pigs were roasted.Ye Ka wielded a spear, a poisonous crossbow and a machete, and the drummer beat the wooden drum to a thrilling effect: "Boom...boom...boom...boom..." In the quiet night sky In the middle, the mysterious drumbeat spreads the ancient breath of death, like a poisonous crossbow that kills people without blood, making people shudder and shudder. Yu Xiaobing turned a blind eye and rushed forward, as if entering the land of no one.Ye Ka was stunned suddenly, as if seeing a monster falling from the sky.This is a strange stalemate. A Han broke into the cottage. Didn't he know that a sacrificial activity of hunting head was being held here?For a while, the cottage was surprisingly quiet, and even the tribal chief stared wide-eyed and felt puzzled.This is a strange experience without precedent, just like an alien standing in front of us suddenly, how should you treat him?Another example is a newborn calf, instead of running away when it sees a tiger, it wags its head and tail to meet it. What should the tiger do with it? So we saw that this old Chinese Red Guard named Yu Xiaobing calmly passed through the crowd and safely passed through the cottage.Passing by a wild woman, he picked up her bamboo tube containing water and drank it vigorously, and cut off a piece of beef with a bayonet to gobble it up, scaring the timid wild women to dodge aside. For several days in a row, Yu Xiaobing, who was ashamed of death, walked swaggeringly, without encountering guerrillas or government troops, until he was so exhausted that he fell down by the river ditch, his head was as heavy as a lump of wood, and his body was like riding a cloud. Fly the same.After an unknown amount of time, he heard someone speaking, those intonations and syllables seemed to be old acquaintances, and they got into his ears very aptly and comfortably.He shuddered, and then woke up.He saw an old man squinting his eyes, squatting in front of the firepit, blowing on the fire, an earthen pot squeaked, and the fragrance of porridge wafted. "Who are you...?" he asked weakly like a mosquito. The old man didn't answer, but said to the other person, "He's awake, give him something to eat." This time he heard clearly, the old man really spoke Chinese, Chinese.The power of the mother tongue is miraculous, grabbing the young man's heart at once, and his tears rolled down.After drinking a large bowl of hot porridge, he finally figured out that it was this kind old Han man who saved him, otherwise he might have fed the wild beasts in the mountains. "...you go to the south, about thirty or forty miles away, there is Mengping Mountain Pass, there is a Han Chinese team there." The old man pointed him out. "What... Han Chinese team?" He could hardly believe his ears. "Same as you, speaking Chinese... The chief is Mr. Xu." The old man replied affirmatively. 5 In the autumn of 1998, I visited a resident with a special status in a quiet town on the edge of the Golden Triangle.He was an old man with almost white hair, a thin body, and severe senile emphysema.Local friends repeatedly urged not to reveal the real identity of the old man, because he is a historical figure who is easy to cause misunderstanding. I promise to be responsible to my friends.Therefore, I will completely hide the identity of the old man in this book, and only use hints to attract readers' attention, because most of the content of my interviews is related to the revolutionary activities this old man has engaged in in his life. The old man (hereinafter referred to as A): "The climax of guerrilla development was in the 1960s and 1970s. The whole of Southeast Asia was at war. Vietnam, Laos, Cambodia, the power of the people grew stronger, and imperialism was getting worse day by day (cough)...Guerrillas It was also possible to win the national victory. We took the road of armed seizure of power. The countryside encircled the cities. A single spark could start a prairie fire. When we were the strongest, the army directly led by the Party Central Committee reached more than 30,000 people, and the militia 10,000 people, the base area accounts for one-third of the country's area, and the population is 10 million. I would like to stress that Chinese educated youth played an important role in our country's revolutionary struggle. The cause of liberation contributed precious lives (cough)...but then opportunists, traitors, and lackeys of the reactionary government appeared in the party, and the revolution was ruined by them (cough, then drink water)..." Writer (hereinafter referred to as B): "Can you talk about how many Chinese educated youths join your team?" A: "I don't remember exactly how many there are. In the past, when the relevant comrades reported to the central government, they mentioned that there were thousands of people. The team often changes, there are downsizing, and there are deserters, so it is difficult to carry out this aspect. Accurate statistics, maybe a little more and a little less.” B: "How do you evaluate the performance of Chinese educated youth?" A: "Chairman Mao said that we should look at the problem in two parts. I think most of them are good and relatively good, and they have brought fresh blood to the revolutionary war." B：“据说游击队对中国知青采取控制使用，就是只利用，不重用的政策，有这回事吗？” A(生气地)：“……造谣！我们中央警卫师，就有好些中国知识青年，其中一个叫胡要武，当上警七营副营长(喝水)。胡营长是个好同志，1975年反动军队进攻解放区，德钦辛主席阵亡，胡营长也英勇牺牲(喝水，喘息)。东北军区副参谋长白小光，上海知青，指挥军队打过不少胜仗。还有第四特区司令林××，第108部队司令石××，都是中国知青嘛。(闭目，沉思)……我记得营以上指挥员，知青至少有十几个吧。” B：“听说不少知青向政府军投降，有这样的事吗？” A：“战场上，什么事情都会发生(凄凉的笑容)……中央机关被包围，给政府军带路的叛徒，有几个就是知青。” B：“战场上阵亡、受伤、被俘、逃亡等等，有具体数字吗？” A(摇头，咳嗽)：“……” B：“缅共中央机关解散以后，他们出路何在？都到哪里去了？” A(沉默不语)：“……” B：“刚才您提到的前缅共第四特区司令林××，前东北军区司令石××，有消息称他们为坤沙之后新一代大毒枭，您对此如何评价？” A(沉默不语)：“……” 老人坐在竹楼的阴影里，像一艘静静沉入在海底的古船，时光流逝，岁月更替，古船正在走向死亡并变成历史墓碑。我嗅到空气中有一股悄悄弥漫开来的腐朽气息。当我向老人告辞出门，外面阳光灿烂，万物生长，无数草木鲜花的勃勃生命气息热烈地拥抱我，我努力眯缝眼睛，打出一个响亮的喷嚏来。