Chapter 25 twenty five

After entering the small bedroom on the left, Wang Shenyi left in a hurry.The cannon fire became denser and louder.It seemed that the air was vibrating violently, and the flame of the kerosene lamp on the small square table was jumping up and down.Except for an orderly in the outer room, no one was seen in this row of three or four rooms; in fact, of course this is not the case, but the loud and dense gunfire made Chen Keming's nerves tense and tired, and he felt that he had already It was on the line of fire where blood was flying everywhere, and at the same time it felt like walking into a desolate and dead cemetery.

The sound of cannon fills the universe.Chen Keming stood in a daze in front of the small square table, forgetting the existence of this room, everything in the room, and even his own existence.No, he felt that everything in the universe did not exist, only the louder and denser sound of the cannon. The orderly came with the tea set.Only then did Chen Keming let the cannon sound out of his nervous system, and looked at the contents of the small room. This is a semi-Western-style bungalow, with a pair of windows, which have been tightly closed with thick wooden boards, and absolutely no light will be revealed.There are two back chairs on both sides of the small square table.In addition, it is a very wide wooden bed.The bed has quilts and the Chinese philosophy of heaven.Symmetrical with "humanity".In the Spring and Autumn Period, one day, the quilt was covered with a white cloth, which seemed to be used in a hospital; because the bed was wide, half of the brown mattress was exposed.

All the furniture is so discordant, it is obvious that this is not the original of this small room. After Chen Keming looked around for a week, he looked at himself again, and couldn't help laughing: his sudden appearance in this small room, of course, would add another disharmony to all the existing disharmony. Gradually, his ears got used to the earth-shattering cannon sound.Even the sound of the cannon was gradually forgotten.He sank into deep thought.His thoughts followed the way he had just come, under the flash of artillery fire, on the rough dirt road, and over the broken cars, dead horses and wounded soldiers scattered on the roadside (Ref. Bruno Powell and his companions)".The first part, co-written by Marx and Engels, rushed through the ranks and arrived at General Zhang's headquarters.

It was about nine o'clock in the evening, as black as colorless ink, and occasionally there was a flash of light in the distance, and the rumbling of cannons was heard a second or two later.Wang Shenyu told Chen Keming: This is ours.After the gunfire, there was another silence.It seemed vaguely to hear insects chirping in the grass.When they asked for the password for the second time, the car stopped, and Wang Senshi asked Chen Keming to get off the car. After walking in the dark for more than ten minutes on a small road, two soldiers came out of the darkness and stopped them.Wang Shen explained the reason, and a soldier led them through a clump of trees. There were many houses in the shadows not far ahead, probably a small village, and a low house at the end of the village, which was the headquarters.

Just as Chen Keming and Wang Shenyi walked into the room with the 1/50,000th large map hanging on both walls, General Zhang followed suit. As usual.As usual, I first asked Chen Keming modestly: How do you feel when you go to the front line?Then, the general spoke eloquently about the situation of the enemy and the enemy, their strengths and weaknesses, the hardships of our battle and the bravery of the soldiers; this impassioned speech lasted about five minutes, and General Zhang suddenly changed his tone. It marks the completion of Marx’s qualitative transformation from ideology to science, and ends with two sentences with great pain and regret: “We soldiers have done our duty by asking ourselves; but the efforts of the people It's not enough!"

"However, the people are also depressed." Chen Keming felt that the conversation touched the point. "The people are also complaining that they have nowhere to use their power! First, organize the people, and then the people can contribute their strength." The general nodded in agreement, and Wang Shenyi, who was sitting by the side, spoke at this moment. He used the experience of the troops in the field to prove the need to organize the people, but at the same time proved that the people do not "accept" organization; he used the saying The tone of the story expresses emotionlessly how the people do not "receive" the organization.

"We are fighting on our own land, but when we reach the front line, within a hundred miles, all the people have fled, and the few remaining works that have not escaped include "On Cause, Essence, and One", "On Infinity, the Universe, and the Worlds" ,, among them there are elements with suspicious behavior; we have also studied that among this group of people, there are only a few real traitors, and most of them are fools who have been taken advantage of. Hey, brother Keming, their stupidity, superstition, and confusion, are you sure? Unexpected! What can we do? We have to drive them all away! For example, there are no ordinary people in this village except the troops."

Wang Shenshi's understatement made Chen Keming's nerves suddenly tense.Chen Keming had already heard about the bad relationship between the military and the people, but he never expected it to be so serious.Wang Shenshi said that "most of the people who have not escaped are acting suspiciously" and "they have to be driven away" and other words, although they are plain, but here Chen Keming imagined that on the one hand, he was suspicious and on the other hand, he was afraid. The situation caused by resentment is flying like dogs and dogs, and everyone is in danger.

Chen Keming believes that the reason why the people do not "accept" the organization is not because of the people's superstition and "ignorance" , and so on; but, Wang Canyi and even General Zhang, did they ever think that the people can't be organized with a single order?Chen Keming felt that he had to express his opinion, although this was not the purpose of his visit. He also used the tone of storytelling, but very explicit criticism of what the Kuomintang's mass work over the past ten years was actually all about. Wang Shenshi listened patiently, but General Zhang seemed to be very interested in listening and nodded from time to time.

Chen Keming became more excited as he talked, and further pointed out: Now the official party is clamoring to organize the people, but in its heart it is not allowing the people to organize, and the army that needs the cooperation of the people has suffered because of this. When he said these words, Chen Keming's attitude was a little annoyed, and Wang Shenyi kept winking at him.But General Zhang still nodded with a smile. Suddenly there was an urgent sound of whistle blowing outside the door, and Wang Shenyi looked around in panic.An adjutant came in to report that enemy planes had attacked our army's position.

"Oh, it's here! It's more than ten minutes early tonight!" General Zhang stood up as he spoke, with a confident smile on his lips. The meeting will come to an end.General Zhang went to inspect the position, and Wang Shenyi escorted Chen Keming to the present room.As they left the command post, the sound of the guns grew louder and enemy planes circled overhead. They had to stop several times along the way to give way to infantry and armored vehicles heading towards the line of fire. Chen Keming recalled all this, and couldn't restrain his excitement.The flame of the kerosene lamp on the small square table was still beating, and Chen Keming's heart was also beating.The sound of cannons and other explosions mingled together, sometimes tense and sometimes loose, Chen Keming felt like a lonely boat, and this lonely boat was on the stormy, stormy and rough sea.It was the first time in his life that Chen Keming was on the front line, and the tense and frightening scenes he experienced in his life could be compared with the current situation. There was only one time when he encountered a storm at sea. He could never be quiet, let alone sleep. He walked up and down in his small room, always wanting to go out and see.In the end, he decided to find the orderly in the outer room, and just chat casually. The outer room was larger than the other bedroom, but it was empty except for a pair of door panels in the corner, which was the orderly's bed.Chen Keming was looking at the pile of quilts on the door panel, when he suddenly heard someone shouting and asking in the back of his head: "Who is it? What are you doing?" A soldier stood outside the door with a gun in his hand, facing inward.Chen Keming was a little embarrassed, so he had to say casually, "I'm Wang Shenyi's friend. Where is Wang Shenyi?" At this moment, the orderly also ran from outside, and hurriedly asked: "Mr. Chen, what do you need to discuss with Wang Shen? He lives far away!" "Oh! Does he live far away? What's the name of this place?" "I don't know what it's called." "How far is it from the line of fire?" "have no idea." At this moment, the guard looked at Chen Keming a few times, and then walked away.Chen Keming got two "I don't know" and felt very disappointed. He was about to turn around, but he heard the orderly change his blunt official tone into an ordinary person's tone, and said with a hint of comfort: "Don't be afraid, there is nothing wrong here. Please rest for a while." "Sitting in the room and feeling bored, go outside to take a breath, okay?" "Okay! Don't go far." As the orderly said, he closed the door of Chen Keming's bedroom. From time to time flashes of artillery fire illuminated the dark fields.There is a bush over there.All of a sudden, these dwarf trees grew taller and moved completely.It turned out that it wasn't a tree, it was a line of stretchers.From one end of the dirt road, several trucks drove up. The headlights of the trucks seemed to be wrapped in blue cloth, and in the darkness, only the faint phosphorescent light could be seen.Then another long line of infantry hurried past. The sounds of bombardment and explosions suddenly became sparse and low, and the field was pitch black again, but when the sound of the artillery stopped completely, the sound of cars, people, and footsteps filled the air instead. and the groans of the wounded.After a while, the sound of cannons reappeared, and flashes of light from the sky crossed the field again. Apart from the rumbling noise, we could see the ranks of cars and people who seemed to be silent, rolling past in a chaotic and hasty manner. Chen Keming was just dazed at this majestic scene.The feeling of hesitation and uncertainty when he was sitting alone in the bedroom just now is gone, and the feeling of walking into a desolate and dead cemetery when he first arrived is naturally gone. Now he is integrated with this great and heroic action. One piece, without personal feelings and thoughts. He stood in front of the door blankly, forgetting the time and not feeling tired. Suddenly a man on horseback flew in front of Chen Keming, and the prancing horse's hooves almost knocked him down.Chen Keming yelled in astonishment, heaved a sigh of relief, turned mechanically and retreated into the room. After entering the small room, the small flame of the kerosene lamp was still jumping.Chen Keming lay down on the big wooden bed with his clothes on, closed his eyes, and there was something coming and going in his head that seemed to be filled with something. This was what he and General Zhang Wang said about organizing the people. talk.But after a while, he also fell asleep. Soon, he woke up again from the dream.The kerosene lamps had long been extinguished, and there was no sound of cannon outside, and it was unknown when.Chen Keming turned over on the bed and listened quietly, as if the roar of an airplane fluctuated up and down, and it was nearby.Suddenly, there was another shrill cry of a bird, but it was an owl. "I can't hear the sound of the guns," Chen Keming thought to himself. "Probably both sides are resting, ready to fight a second hand. The high and low sound of the plane probably belongs to the enemy, and it is here to scout our position." The hooting of the owl was also gone, but the supposed sound of enemy reconnaissance planes was getting closer.It was finally determined that the source of the roar was not in the air but in the next room. It turned out to be the orderly's snoring. Chen Keming couldn't help himself laughing out loud, collected his thoughts, and went back to sleep calmly. When I woke up for the second time, I heard loud voices and rumbling vibrations on the road outside the house.But Chen Keming shrewdly judged that it was not a cannon, but a truck.Still didn't know what time it was, but he didn't want to sleep anymore. The sounds of people and cars outside the house seemed to be far away.Chen Keming guessed that they were going to the front.So, what was the result of last night's battle? "Probably my position is standing still?" Chen Keming answered by himself, remembering the usual syntax used in newspapers. "Or, the enemy attacked with a superior force, the artillery fire was fierce, and our position changed slightly. After our reinforcements counterattacked, the original situation was restored, and the enemy suffered heavy casualties." When thinking this way, Chen Keming couldn't help laughing secretly in his heart.He felt that the so-called front-line reporters, like himself, could describe the scenery on the front line after listening to the gunfire in the middle of the night, and maybe the small house he was living in had hosted several front-line reporters?And maybe those few reporters who passed here for a night or two and wrote newsletters, like myself, don't know what the name of this place is, and how far is it from the line of fire? From the battlefield in front of him, Chen Keming's thoughts suddenly flew to the northern battlefield thousands of miles away; from the northern battlefield, he thought of his wife and children who had escaped from Beiping.Contrary to the exaggeration in the newspapers, the Pingjin area was lost without a war. However, the people in exile on the Pinghan Road suffered a lot.Chen Keming knew from a letter from home that his wife and children had slept in the open at Zhengzhou station for one night, and also suffered from hunger. "I don't know where they lived last night?" Chen Keming wondered, "Did you hear the gunfire?" Chen Keming suddenly became agitated, his thoughts flickered from east to west, and all he encountered were worrying and angry things. In the end, his thoughts gradually focused on one point, that is, the future of "Unity" weekly.Chen Keming came here for this matter, but after one night, he had heard enough of the cannon fire, and he hadn't mentioned this matter yet. He didn't mention it when he was at the headquarters last night. One was because he didn't expect the meeting to last only ten or twenty minutes, and the other was because he expected the other party to speak first. (No, in terms of etiquette, the other party should speak first Open your mouth?) Third, when the conversation touched on organizing the people, Chen Keming himself was too excited. Not only excited, but also somewhat fanciful.Even now recalling the situation when General Zhang smiled and nodded frequently at that time, Chen Keming's fantasy of "this man can be good for others" has flourished again. He thought far and wide. "They have learned a lesson from experience," Chen Keming became more and more excited as he thought about it. "They also know the urgent needs of the people's work, and they also understand that the party's monopoly style has caused endless harm! For their own personal interests, they should also come up with Come and do something with sincerity, and correct it!" He thought too far and too much, and even felt that even if the matter of "Unity" could not be achieved, the unexpected harvest alone would be worth the trip. The sound of a car horn interrupted his meditation.The calls were just outside the house, two short and one long, repeated several times, like a signal.Chen Keming got up and went to the outer room. There was no orderly on the door panel in the corner. It was already dawn and the door was open.He went outside to look again. A truck was parked near the house, but there was no one on board. Now Chen Keming saw the face of this place clearly.It turned out that this was also a small village with a small river and many trees.The houses are all on both sides of the small river. Apparently, enemy planes have also come. Some houses have been bombed and collapsed, leaving only half of the earthen walls.The house that Chen Keming lived in was generally in good condition, and it was the most beautiful house in the village, with brick walls and semi-Western-style doors and windows. The village was quiet, only a few sentries stood at the intersection, and two or three men who looked like orderlies were squatting on the small river beach to wash clothes.How quiet and leisurely it is! Who believes this is the front line? Chen Keming walked around the house he lived in, and suddenly saw two rooms with the same layout, connected to a small pond.Chen Keming walked to the side of the pond and stopped. He seemed to think of something in his heart, but he couldn't think of it again and again.A layer of green duckweed, like a green velvet quilt, covered the pond so that no water could be seen. Chen Keming turned around and walked into the two rooms.The doors and windows are gone, and there is no furniture. There are broken things all over the floor, including rusty tin cans, broken bowls, old women's shoes, and there are also torn books.Chen Keming saw elementary school textbooks and exercise books in those broken books.He picked up the exercise book and took a look. It was a cursive, the handwriting was very correct, and he got 80 points every time. However, he only answered three questions in the last exercise, and only wrote half of the fourth question. "Hey, what a hurry to leave! The people of this family!" Chen Keming held the straw book in his hand, thinking blankly, "Where is this lovely elementary school student now? Maybe he can continue to study, maybe he will never leave." Can no longer read; maybe he fell ill and died in exile, maybe he is still alive... Among thousands of children who have the same fate, maybe he is the lucky one, maybe the most unfortunate one..." Chen Keming couldn't think about it anymore, his heart became extremely heavy. "Yeah! Here!" Someone came running with such a loud shout. Chen Keming looked back in surprise.The orderly who waited on him came, and there was another person behind him, neatly dressed in military uniform, but bald, and it was Wang Shenyi.Chen Keming turned to meet him, holding the exercise book tightly in his hand. Wang Shenshi looked flustered, and he just said, "It was hard to find you", grabbed Chen Keming and left. Turning around the small pond, Chen Keming saw that the situation in the village had completely changed. There were soldiers on both sides of the river with camouflaged branches on their bodies, and three or five gun carriages rumbled past.There were some wounded soldiers lying under the tree, and the freshly wrapped bandages were soaked in blood again, making them terribly red. Wang Senshi hastily told Chen Keming: The situation has changed. Our army has moved its position at dawn. General Zhang ordered him to send Chen Keming back to Shanghai as soon as possible. He might be in danger on the road if he is late. The big truck parked there was already loaded with things and people.Mr. Wang invited Chen Keming to sit next to the driver, and solemnly paid his respects to Chen Keming on behalf of General Zhang: "He said that the incident was too unfortunate and he had no chance to learn more. You impressed him very much. He plans to run a publication, please host it." The detailed method, I will tell you when I return to Shanghai some other day!" "Oh? Running a publication?" Chen Keming was puzzled, "So, what about the "Unity" weekly magazine?" At this moment, the truck's motor was beeping. Wang Shenshi took a step back, waved his hand, and shouted as if remembering: "Ah, ah, this, isn't it the same? Anyway, you have a place to use your skills. Goodbye, Keming, let's talk later in Shanghai! " The truck started, and in an instant, Wang Shenyi and the village were left behind.More than ten minutes later, the truck was on the road. It was a cinder road full of scars. The truck bumped violently, but Chen Keming's thoughts were even more ups and downs.Now he has no illusions, but the problem to be solved seems to be more complicated. Half an hour later, the truck stopped in front of a large building that looked like a factory or a barracks. Some people got out of the truck, but there were also more people rushing to get on the truck.A young man in military uniform looked around the driver's cab window, and suddenly shouted: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Chen?" Chen Keming was startled, he didn't know who this young man was. "Have you forgotten? I met you at Yan Jiexiu's house!" said the young man, climbing up from the side of the driver's cab, "I'm Zhao Kejiu, and I'm a classmate of Yan Jiexiu's." Chen Keming still couldn't hear the last two sentences, because the truck left again.At this time, the roar of the enemy plane was also resounding in the sky, but its target was not on the road, and after a while, nothing was heard.