Chapter 4 Chapter 2 The Deep Earth

one I don't know when the wind and rain have stopped, and the morning light is slowly illuminating the world. The train was gliding briskly and smoothly, and the guard Xiao Chen was holding a submachine gun and sitting on the seat next to the driver to guard.Qin Zhen was wrapped in a U.S. military overcoat and fell asleep in the back seat.People often have a kind of abnormal inertia, falling asleep soundly amidst the clanging and rumbling of the train; but when the train stops peacefully, they will wake up immediately. Qin Zhen rubbed his eyes and got off the jeep. The air was so fresh in the rainy morning, and the whole sky and the earth were covered with a blue color, which reminded people of the morning glories in the morning dew, as if they were scattered all over the field.The breeze is flying around like soft silk, blowing on the cheeks, penetrating the neck, and flowing all over the body. What a refreshing and pleasant morning!

At this time, we can clearly see the image of our protagonist.Qin Zhen stood on the flatbed, holding the jeep scaffolding with one hand, and putting the other on his waist. The military coat draped over his shoulders swayed slightly in the wind. His whole body was set against the red morning glow, like a clear silhouette.His stature is slightly shorter than the average person, but he has the strong aura of a soldier.He didn't wear a military cap, his long black and gray hair fluttered in the wind, his face was rosy, his eyes were small, but they were very eye-catching, moist and alert, but at this moment, it was not fierce but warm , revealing his appreciation and intoxication of nature, this heartfelt gaze trembled a sweet smile on his lips.Anyone who is familiar with Qin Zhen knows that he is an extraordinary and majestic commander who commands thousands of troops and is invincible.But as long as you go deep into his soul, you will not only be amazed by his open-mindedness, open-mindedness, but also often feel that he is approachable because of his never-ending innocence.However, who knows how many painful tortures Qin Zhen has experienced and how many heavy blows he has suffered!But he has never been knocked down by fate, how many times he has sunk into the abyss of grief, and jumped up from the abyss.It is from the bloodshed and death of hundreds of thousands, millions, and tens of millions of people, and from the eternal hope that determines the history of hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years, Qin Zhen's personal destiny and the entire nation Fate merged into one.The profoundness of the problem lies in that all this not only made him understand hate, but more importantly, made him understand love.

At this time, the train slowed down on the field close to the Yellow River, then shook slightly, and continued to speed up. He looks at nature with innocence, joy and greed like a child. After the sunset, the sun rises. The sun illuminates the vast land with incomparably gorgeous brilliance. Look, the endless green wheat fields!what!The wheat field is like the waves of the sea, one after another, gently rippling, bringing the gentleness of spring. Look, the dense forests that grow between the earth and the sky, like lush and continuous mountains, seem to be sending out a soft and happy chant.

At this moment, Like a child in the arms of its mother, that fragrance, that warmth, that tenderness, that happiness, All of this rushed into Qin Zhen's heart at once. He has been walking on this land for decades, but it seems to be the first time he has discovered that the land is so clean and beautiful. The sun shone on his face, his eyes became more and more moist, and suddenly a teardrop rolled down from them. He noticed it. He thought of Staff Officer Huang and Xiao Chen by his side. He reached out his hand to wipe away the tears, and turned around with a bright smile. The general's smile is so touching!

The train was going faster and faster, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of the wheels was getting louder and louder. two Staff Officer Huang reported to Qin Zhen: "The station has moved to the caboose." "What caboose?" "It's the section of the small car hanging on the tail of this train, where only one railway worker is signaling with a red and green flag." "How are the conditions there?" "Very good. The antenna can be erected on the roof of the car to listen to the news." "Okay, tell them to pay close attention to the news from the front line in East China. I'll go to the student's compartment to see if there is a telegram sent there."

The car he was talking about was the third-class car next to the flatbed.Now the train is flying in the green shade of the road, and the pagoda trees in Beijing have just sprouted green buds from the dead branches, but here a spike of pagoda flowers has already bloomed, and a sweet fragrance of flowers rushes over and flies away suddenly. went. Qin Zhen walked into the third-class car, and immediately saw a moving scene: the car was full of people, not only the seats were filled with people, even the luggage rack under the roof was full of people, some were lying down and playing the harmonica, Some were humming songs with two legs hanging from above, and the red, yellow, white, and green towels hanging on the side of the luggage rack were shaking rhythmically with the shaking of the car body.More people are crowded on the open window, and they are all children who are traveling far for the first time, let alone going to the battlefield?Therefore, for them or them, seeing everything in their eyes feels very fresh and comfortable.

No one paid attention to Qin Zhen's arrival. Qin Zhen stood there reminiscing about his youth from them. He also had a time like water! Both father and mother are members of the old alliance and close friends of Sun Yat-sen.He studied in school, he loves philosophy, and he likes geography and history more, because from there, he was heartbroken by the shame of losing power and humiliating the country many times, and angrily shot the case for the ambition of serving the country faithfully.However, it was an era of life and death, an era of searching for the Chinese nation from top to bottom, and an era of awakening.As long as he thinks of "Sick Man of East Asia" and "Sleeping Lion of the East", his blood boils and his face flushes.In 1925, the whirlwind of the Great Revolution finally swept him in, and he resolutely traveled from Hunan to Guangdong to join the Whampoa Military Academy.Since then, he has embarked on a road of trekking in blood, eating and sleeping in the mountains and rivers, and advancing under artillery fire.But now, as soon as he joins this group of young people who are full of vigor and vitality, his long-lost youth suddenly rises back between his brows.And when he thought that there were two or even three generations between him and them, he couldn't help sighing deeply: "What a lovely young man who blooms like a flower!" Throat, overwhelmed the sound of the roaring train, said:

"Hello, comrades! As soon as you board the train, you will be on the battlefield. How do you feel?" His voice is cheerful, soft, even youthful. All eyes turned around at once, and they all focused on the old soldier. They didn't answer, and they didn't know how to answer, they just sent smiling faces.However, from their first glance, it showed that their hearts responded well to Qin Zhen.Wearing a beige US military jacket, putting his hands in the pockets on both sides casually and comfortably, with a kind smile on his face, how lovable and approachable he is!This group of people who put on military uniforms for the first time felt the restraint of soldiers, but they were not used to the constraints of soldiers.At this time, they did not have the concept of a strict distinction between "superior" and "inferior" between people, but they just felt free everywhere and everything they wanted.There was a commotion in the carriage, and people stood up one after another, trying to give up their seats to the old soldier, and the old soldier walked in among them with small steps and sat down on the hard seat made of wood.Next to him was a young man wearing myopia glasses, and opposite him were three young women cuddling intimately.As soon as Qin Zhen sat down, he was immediately surrounded by people, with their heads clustered together, their shoulders rubbing their backs, and even their heads were poked down from the luggage rack, with smiling faces and eyes.Qin Zhen happily asked the young man who bent over to write something on his knee just now:

"What are you writing?" The young man suddenly stood up with a blushing face, and spread his hands to argue.Among the crowd, several voices had already answered for him: "This is our poet." Qin Zhen looked carefully at the young man wearing glasses and asked: "What's your name, let's get acquainted!" The young man said shyly, "My name is Liming." Qin Zhen slapped his hands on his knees and said: "Well, your name is very poetic!" Li Ming raised her head and flicked back her long hair on her forehead, and was about to say something when suddenly another young woman came out from the crowd. This was a young woman with a round face and cheeks as red as apples, not tall.She puffed out her chest without any timidity.Everyone shouted: "This is our singer, the first violinist in our band..."

But she stretched out her hand to the old soldier, and without being asked, she gave her name and said: "My name is Li Tiange..." Qin Zhen held her hand and hurriedly said: "Okay! Even the sky sings, this is another poetic name!" Unexpectedly, there was a young woman in the crowd who bravely asked Qin Zhen: "Do you love poetry?" "How should I say this? I also loved poetry when I was young, and I worshiped...have you read "Phoenix Nirvana"? I still remember a few lines: There was a burst of warm applause, and a burst of sharp shouts.Therefore, this old soldier who commanded thousands of troops and this group of energetic young people congenially and intimately.The carriage was filled with the noise of birds at dawn, shouting: "I like Wen Yiduo's "Dead Water." "I like Zang Ke's." A young woman rushed to say, "We are a new era." I like He Qifang's "I Sing for the Boys and Girls." Another young man showed a immature face and a solemn expression that did not match his face and said: "We are soldiers, I like "The Field" To the Combatants, we need poets beating drums like this."

At this moment, Staff Officer Huang squeezed through the crowd.He just ran from the caboose, and he seemed unable to restrain the excitement in his heart.However, in front of these young people, he had to show a military demeanor: "Report to the chief, important news!" Qin Zhen quickly took out his presbyopic glasses, quickly glanced at the message handed over by Staff Officer Huang, and immediately said loudly: Comrades!Let me read it to you: "Comrades! The entire Yangtze River defense line collapsed, and Nanjing was completely liberated! The reactionary Kuomintang dynasty has been completely destroyed!" As soon as his words fell to the ground, the whole carriage immediately boiled with a bang.Cheers, applause, and footsteps overwhelmed the roar of the train. They seemed to see a prison door smashed, and a dark fortress that brutally sucked human blood and devoured human life collapsed and shattered.The eyes of these young people are as bright as the morning glow, how much they want to sing and dance to their heart's content!At this time, a clear and clear female voice was suddenly heard shouting: "Wait a minute! Wait a moment!" Following the sound, a tall and slender young woman pushed aside the crowd and walked towards Qin Zhen.She was the only one in the group wearing a military cap. Although she was young, she looked like a veteran. She was out of breath, her face flushed, and she couldn't contain the excitement in her heart and said: "I am a doctor, please assign me to the front line!" Qin Zhen's eyes lit up: "Ah, aren't you Doctor Yan? You were wounded in the battle of Liaoshen, why did you suddenly appear here?" From Qin Zhen's reaction, Dr. Yan felt the kindness and warmth of the old chief. He seemed to have a lot to say, but he didn't know which one to say first: "...I was hospitalized in Harbin, and I went back to my hometown in Linkou. Later, when I heard that the troops had entered the border, I rushed to Shenyang, and here again...I must go to the front line!" "Why are you in such a hurry, aren't we heading to the front line?" Her slender fingers were clenched into fists, she bent her arms, and pressed down hard: "I know you are the commander of the corps, you have the right to make decisions, you have to promise me now, this is the last battle! If I can't participate, I will regret it for the rest of my life!... This trip back to my hometown, the hometown changes so much , the old grandpa and the old grandma said, you go to the front and shoot me a few times! I have to participate in the last battle no matter what!..." She spoke very messily and in a hurry, so that she couldn't continue, but her eyes were red, and she was about to shed tears. Qin Zhen wanted to calm her down, so he changed the subject: "Your surname is Yan, why is your name Yan?" "My name is Yan Su." "It's tense, lively, and serious?" "No, plain and simple." Her face darkened, she didn't like to make such jokes at such a serious moment, she felt that he didn't understand her heart enough, and she felt aggrieved. Qin Zhen, however, was moved by this young woman with a fiery personality. He seemed to be trying to break this really serious situation. After thinking about it, he agreed: "I promise you to go to the front." Before she finished speaking, Yan Su jumped up, she smiled a little shyly, she smiled so beautifully. "It's okay for me to be a front-line nurse, okay! Then it's a deal, let's hold hands..." Qin Zhen restrained his smile, and said solemnly: "But you can only go to the division, not to the company." "That's fine, Deputy Commander! Send me to the division of Political Commissar Liang Shuguang, where I was injured." Qin Zhen held her slightly trembling hand, looked around everyone, and said with a smile on his face: "Look! She's still afraid that I'll break my promise!" His words caused a burst of laughter, and everyone rushed to him, hoping to hear what he had to say.The liberation of Nanjing aroused many thoughts in his mind, so he hurriedly walked out of the lively and cheering sound. When he was about to reach the door of the carriage, he suddenly turned around: "Comrades! We're going to win a big battle on the Central China front. Then your big symphony orchestra will have a large-scale performance. You... oh, Li Ming! And Li Tiange! Get ready!" Li Ming straightened her neck disapprovingly and said: "We are here to fight. We are going to be a real warrior. We are going to shed a drop of blood on the land of the dawn. We are going to blow the horn of charge, but not to play on the stage." Everyone said in a burst of lively laughter: "Chief, look, he's composing poetry again." Qin Zhen smiled, and said with a spring breeze: "Very well, but it is a heroic poem, and our whole nation will become a chorus, performing the prelude to the dawn of the new world." He beckoned, opened the door and walked out. Qin Zhen walked quickly towards the flatbed with small steps.He calculated as he walked: at 12 o'clock on the night of the 23rd, he entered Nanjing from Xiaguan via Yijiang Gate, which happened to be three hours after Zhou Enlai's speech in the East Hall of the Beijing Hotel... He couldn't help being excited about it, but he knew more What is needed is calm thinking.When he stepped out of the third-class car, he heard the young people singing, and some playing the violin and harmonica. "Let them enjoy the joy of victory! What lovely young people, that Li Ming, and that Li Tiange, I must remember their names, and we will see you at the front line. I wonder what they will be like then?" He walked away Go to the side of the small jeep, turn around and tell Staff Officer Huang: "Listen to the East China news non-stop!" At this time, his heart and soul had already rushed to the front line in Nanjing. He envied those people who went straight to the enemy's lair and drank Huanglong!He regrets not being able to take part in it. Staff Officer Huang immediately ran to the caboose. Soon, copies of newspapers arrived like snowflakes. He sat on the little jeep, his face darkened and brightened for a moment, and when he saw a piece of news from the United Press, he stood still.He deliberated word by word, repeating the sentence in the news over and over again: He thought to himself: "This sentence is very accurate. Yes, it is for this. We have pursued for 22 years, we have fought for 22 years, and we have suffered for 22 years. Now, this goal has finally been achieved. The people's The iron broom is ruthless, and all ruling dynasties have been swept into the garbage dump." The galloping train made his whole body vibrate like a spring. Suddenly he stretched out his hand to the windshield, and he swept his palm across slowly, as if to wipe some loathsome stain off the face of the earth.His hot hands felt a pleasant coolness from the window-pane. Then, he turned his upper body abruptly and ordered Staff Officer Huang: "Take the frontline troops in Central China and let them immediately convey the news of Nanjing's victory to the whole army. Note, when I say the whole army, it means from every cadre to every soldier. We will use this The great victory inspires the fighting spirit of the whole army! Tell them to pay close attention to the new movements of Bai Chongxi's troops! Let them know that the battle situation is undergoing subtle changes. Before this moment, the task of our Central China troops is to clamp down on the Bai Chongxi Group from the front of Wuhan, and to support the second and third fields in Nanjing Combat; after this moment, we must quickly change our focus, hold on to the enemy tightly, and liberate Greater Wuhan. The enemy is not allowed to destroy, and they are not allowed to escape. The task that determines everything at present is to ensure that the road to Greater Wuhan is unimpeded. Order them at any time Report the situation. Go!" Qin Zhen's words were resolute, and his eyes shone with the wit and decisiveness unique to the time of battle.However, at this moment, his inner activities were very complicated.He was happy, knocked on the gate of Nanjing, and rang the final victory bell.However, he also felt regret and pain, because the bell was not ringing by himself! As a soldier, if he does not die in battle, he must personally destroy the last enemy. He is eager to ring the first bell in Central China. When Staff Officer Huang repeated his dictated order, he hurried away.He seemed to want to push Xiao Chen Zhi away in order to hide his inner excitement and sudden melancholy and worry. He hoped to be alone for a while.He said: "Xiao Chen! Get something to eat! Serve it on a medium-sized jeep!" Just as Xiao Chen was about to leave, he nodded to stop him again, with a smile on his lips, circled his left thumb and second thumb to make a wine cup shape, and lowered his voice: "For the final victory, do you understand!" But as soon as Xiao Chen left, a cloud of sadness appeared on his face. --not like this! What does he seem to want to drive away?what is it Is it envy? Is it jealousy? He smiled in relief, as if to confess the purity of his soul. ——I still don't have that kind of personal heroism. Yes, this is the soldier's competitive spirit and sense of honor.He is always eager to give orders by himself, to command thousands of troops by himself, to cut off the gates and seize the strongholds, and to conduct decisive battles.He has truly experienced the joy of that moment in countless battles.Now, watching the revolution victoriously; victory is a great word for soldiers, but he seems to have lost it and can't grasp it.Somehow he thought of Yan Su, her solemn expression, her joyful face, everything about her was so sincere, warm and simple.As soon as the image of this young female soldier appeared in front of his eyes, he felt a little ashamed of his inner activities just now. three He was drunk in the morning light. He had had fun in the third-class carriage. Now, Qin Zhen suddenly saw a hell-like world. He didn't notice when this change began on both sides of the railway.But the further south one went, the more menacing the sight became.The station has been turned into ruins, countless railroad tracks have been blown to pieces, the roadside forests have been cut down, and the burnt and scorched branches are hung with desolate dry leaves, as if they have struggled to regain their greenness and finally despaired. .What is sad is that the spring breeze is still blowing, and the dead branches are still swaying in the spring breeze, but they are just some inanimate things, the huge and crazy God of War, trampled and crushed this place. All this fell in Qin Zhen's eyes, like a whole train passing through his heart.This is our motherland, this is our land, devastated and devastated!His whole heart was as heavy and cold as a lump of lead.His brows were furrowed and his face was full of sorrow, and his eyes became so severe and painful. The motherland is beautiful. Our ancient and great motherland has been like a bright sun thousands of years ago. It is brilliant and admired by people all over the world.But today he is dying, dying, what a disaster, what a pain! The train stops silently at a station, saying it is a station only because it used to be a station.Today, there are neither station buildings nor windows, no one buys tickets, and there are no passengers. Only an old railroad worker in a battered and dirty blue uniform approached the flatbed car and asked for a ride.The guard wanted to stop him, but Qin Zhen stopped him, and asked the old worker with a gray face and a dusty face to come up. He had just climbed onto the flatbed truck, and every carriage bumped into a loud bang, and the train moved slowly again. Qin Zhen held the old worker's big, rough and cracked hand, feeling hot in his heart, and asked: "Brother, haven't you eaten yet?" "I'm just going back to my house for dinner." "Is there no food here?" "Look at it, everything is ruined, there is no place to cook wild vegetables!" "But why are you here today?" "This is a station of our country. As long as there is a forkman here, this is a station of our country!" How well said that!Qin Zhen pondered for a while, and immediately took the old worker's arm and said: "Come on, let's have a heart-to-heart talk." Seeing his enthusiasm, the old worker climbed into the medium-sized jeep with him, and the train continued to move forward at high speed. The radio station moved to the caboose, and the medium-sized jeep stepped out.The carriage here is much more spacious. Between the long benches on both sides, Xiao Chen somehow got an empty wooden box containing shells to use as a table. Qin Zhen asked the old worker to sit on one side of the wooden box, and then sat on the opposite side. "Brother, how are you doing?" "It hasn't been open to traffic for four years. Hey, as long as the train smokes, there is hope. My brother is in the arsenal in the Liberated Area, and I will guard this station. My brothers support the whole family, old and young. Old comrades, think about life What will happen? In the past, we destroyed the railways to prevent the enemy from attacking, but now they prevent us from attacking and destroy the railways. Judging from the changes in the railway lines, this is such an earth-shaking change! Look, this What a sight!" Following his gestures, Qin Zhen saw that brand new red pine sleepers of the same color were laid on the newly repaired roadbed. "As soon as the enemy retreated, the railway column came immediately. They said that the wood was transported from the old mountains and forests of Heilongjiang tens of thousands of miles away. This is not open to traffic again, but it is still unsatisfactory. The military is on fire! Passengers have not yet been released "He pointed to the jeep and said apologetically: "Take the cloak car, won't this make you wronged! When I come from the railway column, I will follow them closely, whether it is wind or rain, as long as the railway line There was a noise, and I was happy when I heard it. Regardless of the wind and rain, an old buddy and I stood up and worked alone for a day and a night, and went back to sleep for a day and a night. My home is at the next stop. I just go home to eat and sleep. go……" Xiao Chen opened two boxes of canned food and put them on the wooden box, one was fish and the other was meat.The dark green tin can was filled with English characters, and there was also a white enamel tea mug, which contained a finger-deep amount of wine. Qin Zhen took a look, quite dissatisfied: "I said Xiao Chen! If you have a guest, you should give a double serving. Go! Pour in another two spoonfuls, don't be stingy!" Xiao Chen let him push and push, but still muttered: "This limit is set by Comrade Ding Zhenwu. She said that you have a bad heart and you must not drink alcohol..." "Go! Go! Don't be naughty, do you have any guests!" However, for an instant, he thought of his wife Ding Zhenwu, who seemed to be looking at him with Qi Ran eyes.She is in Harbin, in April, there should be snow and ice, what is she doing?She is a restless person. Once she returns home, she will guard the old Russian firewall and read medical materials.The light in the room was very dark. She used to have a pair of glasses, but the prescription was not enough. This time, she said that she could get a pair of suitable reading glasses in Beijing, but he sent her on the train and left before she had time.Now that I think about it, I feel a little guilty.But if I write to her and tell her all the current difficulties, what will happen to her?Are you crying or laughing? ... Yes, for most of her life, she was so sad that she shed tears even when she was the happiest. Qin Zhen was awakened by the sound of the siren, and he began to drink and eat with the old worker. "Brother, I haven't asked your name yet?" "It's easy to say, it's not expensive, my name is Shi Zhijian, the stone of the stone, the ambition of the poor and the short-sighted..." Qin Zhen laughed and corrected: "It's the ambition of ambition, the perseverance of being strong, and the combination is strong ambition." "Haha, after you said it, there is something special about my name!" After they finished drinking, eating canned food and cold steamed buns, the car slowed down.Shi Zhijian said he would arrive at the station soon, so he hurriedly got off the medium-sized jeep, and Qin Zhen followed him. Who would have imagined that such a shocking scene awaits Qin Zhen here. Before the car stopped, an old woman screamed, "Jianer! Jianer!..." Shi Zhijian heard that the old lady's voice was wrong, and knew something was wrong, so he jumped out of the car before the car stopped. The old woman threw herself into her son's arms, wailing heart-piercingly: "Your father died..." "Mother! Mother! What are you talking about?" His mother turned around and picked up a broken earthen jar from the ground. "No, it's about time, I don't even want to drink these few mouthfuls of Ququcai soup, I said I'll leave it to you..." A tough guy like Shi Zhijian also had tears streaming down his face and stomped his feet. Look at his old lady again, her hair is disheveled, she is as skinny as a stick, and her whole body is covered with tattered clothes, with strands and strands hanging from her body.Her two dry leaves-like lips trembled for a long while before she could manage to say: "Xiao Jian, just drink the last sip your father left for you!..." Qin Zhen stood beside him, feeling a shudder all over his body. Just then, the train clanged and moved forward.Just as Qin Zhen jumped onto the flatbed cart, Fade Chen came running like a little boy, carrying a few bags of dry food on his back, and it was too late to pour out the dry food.Qin Zhen shouted: "Throw it down! Throw it down!" Xiao Chen fell violently and threw the dry food bag towards the place where Shi Zhijian's mother and son were standing. When Qin Zhen looked up, he suddenly saw that every window of the third-class passenger car behind was crowded with people, and those young people threw bread, steamed buns, towels, and shirts down one after another. Four An urgent telegram from the front line was sent to Qin Zhen. At this time, he was standing under the low eaves of a small town. The train was transferred from Xuzhou to Zhengzhou, and it was blocked to Luohe, so Qin Zhen took a jeep to go cross-country.It was raining heavily and the road was muddy.When we arrived in this small town, there was knee-deep water everywhere, black and green in color, and smelly.The jeep splashed the water loudly and turned around a few times but couldn't find a place to stay.Finally, they stopped in front of a damp and moldy tile house. As soon as Qin Zhen entered the hut, he was stunned by the dirty and unpleasant smell, so he turned around and stood under the eaves. Judging from the front-line battle reports, in order to preserve their strength, Bai Chongxi's troops evaded combat and blew up the Changtaiguan Huaihe Bridge and collapsed the Wushengguan Tunnel in an attempt to delay our troops' advance to Wuhan. --Humph!Let's see how capable you are called "Little Zhuge"! ——Our army will never let his plot succeed. Small troops should be dispatched to hold the enemy tightly and not give the enemy a chance to make the next move. ——We must ensure that the great Wuhan will not be wiped out! Qin Zhen immediately dictated an urgent telegram based on his thinking, made a decisive decision, and sent it immediately. That night, Qin Zhen couldn't sleep no matter what, he was worried about the front line, but later found that there were groups of mice in the room, jumping here and there, haunting and haunting.Qin Zhen usually hates rats the most.In life, he always denounces anyone who is thieves, thieves, slanders, slanders, and ghosts: "rat!" This sneaky black animal is extremely hateful.But on this night, there were several fat and big mice, who seemed to be plotting together to launch a devastating attack on Qin Zhen.A few times when he was sleepy, the mouse had the audacity to run to his pillow and squeaked loudly, "It's unbearable!" He finally threw off the quilt, put on an American military overcoat, and walked out of the room. Jump into the jeep parked at the door, and get down in the back seat with all your clothes on. It was raining and raining, and the roof of the car pattered all night, the sound of the rain urging one to fall asleep, but disturbing one's sleep.After Qin Zhen fell into sleep, I don't know how much time passed before he had a dream: At first, the surroundings were dark and boundless, and he was trekking hard alone, crossing the river, passing through the canyon, entering the forest, and climbing to the top.Suddenly, he felt that his two legs were bound by something, and the tighter the shackles became, the more painful it became... He felt cold at one moment, gloomy at another, cool breeze at the next moment, and sunshine shining at the next moment.All of a sudden, a round of the sun, so red, so big, so round, so bright, made people unbearable, and the whole heart was like a cracked field, burning and burning; Only then did I realize that it wasn't dark clouds, the sky was covered with rats, rats, rats.They screamed strangely, their green eyes were eerie, and there was a sawtooth-like sound in the sky. It turned out that they were biting the sun, biting the sun.He wanted to wave his arms to drive them away, but his arms were also restrained. His chest hurt, his face was covered with sweat, and he couldn't move. The sun was bitten so bloody, it was bitten to pieces, and it was about to fall down.He shouted loudly, but could not make a sound.At this moment, the sun shattered with a crackling sound, turning into countless fragments and flying away one after another.So he woke up suddenly, sweating all over his body.It turned out that his left arm was pressing on his chest, causing a nightmare. Qin Zhen sat up and saw that the thin and dark dawn had come, and he didn't want to sleep anymore.The lingering fear of the dream has not yet dissipated, and thinking of the heavy battle situation before him, he really wants to sort out the complicated clues, but he doesn't know where to start.The rain disappeared, the clouds disappeared, and it was dawn. Staff Officer Huang didn't know if he had already discovered that he was here, or if he had just found him here now.Xiao Chen rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and stood by, looking at Qin Zhen unhappily, as if he was blaming Qin Zhen and himself.Qin Zhen asked: "Is there a newspaper up front?" "Have." Staff Officer Huang handed him a telegram.He looked at it, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly pushed off the military coat on his shoulders. The telegram reads: Qin Zhen ordered to generate electricity immediately: Fives The rosy morning light brightened the sky.On the road leading to Wuhan, the People's Liberation Army poured in like a flood, and the sound of hurried footsteps kept ringing, from day to night, from night to dawn. There is a big bamboo forest surrounded by mountains.On the road outside the bamboo forest, there were two soldiers leading two horses back and forth for a walk.One horse is black and the other is red. They are both fat and strong horses, with white foam on the corners of their mouths and sweat hanging from their manes.It was running like a storm just now, so that the sun shone on the wet horse's body like brocade.While the black horse was walking, it took a mouthful of grass from the ground and was chewing, while the red horse raised its neck sassyly and neighed softly. In the depths of the dark bamboo forest is the division's temporary command post, and the Dada of the key on the military radio is ringing non-stop. There are two people standing next to the radio station.A handsome face, the whole body is always tense, full of energy, like a cannonball ready to be fired at any time, this is the teacher Chen Wenhong, a tall man, with a long ocher red face, carved with deep wrinkles, thick The long black eyebrows and beard are particularly eye-catching. This is Liang Shuguang, the political commissar of the division.In their eyes, there is calmness, composure, and waiting.However, the surrounding atmosphere is so tense that it is restless.With the swift fingers of the translator, one telegram after another was translated. One was sent by the head of the reconnaissance section: One was the urgent telegram sent by Qin Zhen, the deputy commander of the Corps transferred from the military. Chen Wenhong and Liang Shuguang were facing each other, reading the telegram silently.Every word on the telegraph is so clear in their eyes, so clear that it is a bit cold. The two telegrams arriving at the same time are like negative electricity and positive electricity, sparks will burst out as soon as they come into contact. After all, the two of them were seasoned commanders, after a moment of pondering, they exchanged glances swiftly. Liang Shuguang: "It seems that the enemy is going to die!" Chen Wenhong: "Yes, Nanjing has dug up the ancestor's grave." "I'm afraid it will be too late to grab the bridge." "If it's too late, I have to grab it." This is the conversation they exchanged as they walked from the radio station to the bamboo forest. Without turning his head, Chen Wenhong hurriedly ordered: "Order the troops to run and head towards the bridge!" Liang Shuguang turned around and added: "We are in the vanguard!" The two old partners cooperated so closely that the two sentences blurted out at the same time.This shows that the situation is urgent and the determination is the same.They will personally lead the leading troops, like a sharp knife, directly to the enemy.The truth, with an invisible menace, hung over him like a dark cloud. "Race against time... against time..." The two of them hurried out of the bamboo forest. At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the sky and the ground trembled heavily. Looking south, I saw a black column of smoke rushing up into the sky in the distance. Chen Wenhong's face suddenly turned pale, he jumped onto the black horse, and the four horses galloped away without touching the ground. Liang Shuguang had already grabbed the horse's bit, and just stepped on the horse mirror with his left foot. Unexpectedly, the red horse saw that the black horse had run away, and spun anxiously, wanting to let go of the horse and gallop away immediately.He had no choice but to take a few steps with his right foot, turned on the horse, and slammed the rein with his right hand. A puff of smoke billowed, The first one is Chen Wenhong, The latter one is Liang Shuguang, Behind it is a cavalry squad, All horses are like arrows leaving the string, going away, going away. the sun is so warm, The spring breeze is so gentle, The rice fields are so beautiful, The mountains and rivers are so bright, However, something terrible happened here. 当他们已经迫近大桥，忽地里，接连传来几声霹雳巨响，震天抖地，一片黑烟，一阵火光。 当马队如急风骤雨扑到大桥跟前，陈文洪不等马蹄停下，就耸身跳下马来，大踏步朗桥头走去。敌人终于在他们赶到之前，一连引发爆破了所有的炸药。 浓烟还未消散，一般呛得人鼻疼泪流的炸药气味还在回荡。但，通向武汉的最后一座桥梁，竟然毁于敌人之手了，拱形桥身从半当腰炸断，两边残存的断裂部，像仰天危立的悬崖陡壁，凌空而立。当陈文洪和梁曙光走上断岩顶头，只能看见高空之下的滚滚流水，闪着一浪一浪绿波呜咽流去，仿佛饱含着仇恨与惋惜。 陈文洪一脚踏在钢筋水泥扭得七零八乱的断崖上，满面通红，怒气冲冲，他要制胜敌手，而没能制胜敌手。 梁曙光则不然。他静静地立在陈文洪身旁，仰头凝望前方。前方是大武汉，现在，他的眼睛看不见它，他的心却感得到它。那里有他的母亲，那里有过他那既痛苦又欢乐的青春年华，那里有他的乡亲，那里是他的故土。“这说明什么？”一种不祥的预感涌上心头，“难道他们要再来一次焦土政策，让大武汉烟销火灭？” 正当此时，一阵急促的汽车喇叭声由远而近。 他们俩猛回过头来，只见一辆小吉普车由大路上飞奔而来。 陈文洪从急促的喇叭声就感到了副司令员的心情。 他的脸一红一白，准备秦震对他们来一场暴风雨式的袭击。拥在河边的部队纷纷向两旁躲闪，那辆橄榄色小吉普猛一刹闸，靠着飞驶的惯性，在河滩上兜了半个圆圈，才横着停下来。秦震离开司机坐位，拉掉把舵盘的白手套，一跃而下，双脚站住。他很平静，穿着美军茄克，戴着一顶灰布军帽，挥手掸了掸衣襟上的尘土，从容自若，潇洒自如，把手举在帽沿上向大家还礼。 陈文洪的脸终于由白变红，为了自己过于焦躁有点惭愧。不过，压在他胸中的怒火怎样也没个出气的地方。 秦震在师长和师政委陪同下缓步走上炸断的桥梁。 他默默地观察。就在这一刹那间，梁曙光、陈文洪同时瞥见他脸上那一片沉重的乌云。但没多久，云消雾散，双眉舒展，在他那微胖的脸颊上露出愉快的笑容： “由于你们神速的奇袭，已经使白崇禧闻风丧胆，落荒而逃了！” 陈文洪想向他报告，却给他制止，反而一一握手。 然后他伸出左臂往空中一挥： “炸掉一座小桥，何足挂齿！他们想要毁掉一个中国，绝对办不到！办不到！” 他背负了两手，仰起头，眯缝起两眼向前方凝望。 石志坚老母亲的哀诉，严素女医生的请战，周恩来暴风雨夜中的急报，一时之间都涌上心头。他自言自语说着： “人心不碎山河就不碎呀！” 陈文洪、梁曙光跟随秦震走下桥头，走近吉普车旁。秦震一只脚跨上车厢，回过头来，不无忧虑地说： “我们要好好考虑，下一步怎么办。” 秦震的吉普车轻快地向来路奔去，在近午太阳的红色光照里，很快凝成一个小黑点，而后消失了。