Chapter 6 Chapter 4 Heartbeat

one The same cool moonlight shone on the small station building of the railway station. The railway was not open to traffic, and the station building consisting of several small rooms became the station of the health team.Yan Su lived with several female military doctors and nurses.Her bed was at the end of the wooden bunk next to the glass window. It was only this afternoon that I received a notice that she was assigned to go to the division tomorrow. She couldn't be more excited about it. Deputy Commander Qin did not forget his promise on the train going south. He personally called the Minister of Health to fight for her.

The news spread throughout the railway station room in an instant. "Sister, why don't you go to the army alone without us? You take me there!" These young girls don't seem to know what sorrow and fear are. They cry when they are unhappy, and laugh when they are happy, and they can't stop laughing at the slightest things that are not worth laughing at.Now, they stared at Yan Su.They asked her over and over again: "How did you tell the commander?" "You just walked up to the chief?" "What are you talking about? You said: I must go to the front line?" "Military doctor Yan You said this is the last battle, and if I don’t participate, I will never be able to participate in the war, is that what you said?” They were all so enthusiastic and serious, Yan Su couldn’t shirk it, so he had to put it on the train The sudden encounter with Deputy Commander Qin was recounted again.At the end, she said: "I've told you three times, don't ask any more questions!" So they hugged Yan Su together, giggling, and some even praised: "Sister Yan, my Sister Yan! You are so brave, you are so courageous!" The other snorted and said, "If this happens to me, I will not let this opportunity go!" Baby braids!"...then they laughed together again.

These innocent girls, one by one they fell asleep after all the fun. Yan Su couldn't sleep, for some reason, she felt a little confused.She tidied up her things, then sat on the head of her bunk, looked at the people who were asleep, sighed softly, and then smiled slightly. She blew out the candle, and the moonlight streamed in through the window pane like clear water. This time, when I returned to my hometown in Linkou, I seemed to bring back a sweet taste, which I still can’t finish chewing.She and Mou Chunguang, a squad leader in this unit, are from the same village.Mu Chunguang entered the customs with the army, and she wanted to comfort the old man.She laughed when she saw Mu Chunguang's old father. The old man looked exactly like Mu Chunguang. He was bright and loyal.He was originally afraid that the old man would not be able to figure it out. When people from the Northeast mentioned "entering the customs", it was like leaving their hometown forever.Unexpectedly, the old man slapped his hands on his knees, his face was flushed, and he said in a low voice:

"Chunzi made a good move in this move. People have to be reasonable when they are alive. The south and the north are all one family! We can't see the light here, but the people in Guanli are still in the dark. No, once Shenyang is liberated, the second, the second child All three have been sent to serve in the army, and the third child is still an artilleryman. He wrote to say that he should be a gunner. What is a gunner? Listen to what he said! No, the little girl also learns to play Kangba Yinzi (Compaine, that is, combine harvester) went." He lowered his voice as if to say something confidential:

"Su! I saw the mouse pull the wooden shovel, but the big head is still behind!" The old and the young laughed heartily. Yan Su said: "I'm going south, please send a message to Chunguang!" The old man twisted the tip of the crab's beard with his thumb and second thumb, pondered for a while, and said: "Warn and warn Chunzi, if he doesn't play nice, I won't beat his ass with the sole of his shoe!" Xiaoya felt that this was a shameful thing to say, she blushed and pulled her away: "Father!... My brother is the squad leader! What are you doing blindly?"

"What about the squad leader? Even if he becomes the president, he is also my son, and I have to take care of him." As soon as the words fell, the whole room burst into laughter.Yan Su laughed until she shed tears and said: "I don't dare to take your old man's words. I should write a letter from Wan Jin's family. I will definitely bring it to you. I can catch up with him when he goes to the end of the sky..." Now, the letter written by Xiaoya is packed in Yan Su's satchel.She stood up, found the letter again, and looked at it in the bright moonlight. On the small envelope pasted with old newspapers, it was written crookedly, "Brother Mou Chunguang, dear friend".

Yan Su laughed again. However, her heart was still empty, she shook her hair annoyedly, got into bed and wanted to sleep, but the faint blue moonlight happened to fall on her face, she turned over and sat up again. Her heart was pounding suddenly. In front of her was a red face with deep wrinkles, thick black eyebrows and stubble, which made people feel serious. This person looks very ordinary, not handsome, but his two squint As soon as his smiling eyes shine, his whole face changes, and you feel that this person's whole heart is so bright. Hey! ... She tried to shake the thought away.

But the hand was so heavy for some reason, the ten slender fingers were twisted together like a silver bracelet of twisted silk, and they couldn't be lifted no matter what. But that person's eyes were still as bright as sparks in the dark. The first time she discovered these eyes was on the battlefield in western Liaoning. The battle was fierce. The sky and the earth were full of artillery. She carried the medicine box on her back and rescued the wounded on the line of fire. hair, she ran, sweating and panting, bandaging one and then another.When she jumped out of one trench and ran to another, she heard a majestic shout: "Who is running there? You lie down for me..." Then, she felt that someone pushed her down violently.At this moment, she only felt a scorching flash. She was buried in the soil. When the explosion sounded, she lifted her head from the soil. At that moment, there was a pair of bright eyes not far from her. looking at her.Immediately afterwards, there was another appalling explosion, and she lost consciousness from then on.She discovered these eyes again during her hospitalization, but with a white cloth bandage wrapped around her head, he was reading a book intently under the window of her ward.She observed him carefully and inquired from other people. Only then did she know that it was the political commissar of the division who pushed her down at the critical moment, and then they were wounded together when the second shell fell.

Liang Shuguang, political commissar of the division, was a silent and witty person. Like in the field troops, he was still a political commissar with insight into the details among the large group of wounded. Give them a little comfort and give them a little encouragement.The wounded all liked him very much, and he laughed a lot wherever he went.One day, Yan Su saw him walking to the bed next to her, and she suddenly had a burning hope that he would come and have a look at her!Then he actually came over.He seemed to be fully aware of her condition, and he didn't ask about her injuries, let alone the fact that they were injured together.However, they have known each other since then.His conversation surprised her. He was not a soldier, he was a scholar.From his babble like a brook, he talked about Rousseau, Diderot, Lincoln, Napoleon, Beethoven, Chopin, Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo, Goethe and Byron.Yan Su was a person who devoted herself to the library in the medical school, with a wide range of interests and a passion for literature. Since she became a military doctor, she has been marching, camping, patrolling, and rescuing all day and night; there is no one around her who can talk about her favorite literature, music, People who are fine art, such beautiful and moving things.And now, from Liang Shuguang, she has obtained what she calls "aesthetic sense".A cool and fragrant oasis flowed into her heart roughened by the storm.She always listened so intently, sometimes smiling, sometimes thinking, but gradually, gradually through these conversations, she found a kind heart, a sincere heart...

The moonlight slowly slanted westward from the glass window. She didn't know when she fell asleep. She woke up at dawn. She got up quietly, packed a small quilt as thin as tissue paper and a small bundle into a backpack, and tied it in a square shape with green cloth tape. Square upright, first carry a gray cloth satchel and water bottle on both shoulders, then carry the backpack on the back, then put a long white cloth dry food bag on the backpack, then quietly walk out of the small station, and gently close the door . There are several paulownia trees in front of the small station building, densely covered with purple flowers, exuding a strong sweet fragrance.

She took a few steps and looked back, but there was no movement in the small station. She climbed up a small hill with delicate steps. There is a layer of milky white mist floating in the morning in the south, and the rising sun is as bright as a rose, trying to penetrate the mist to the world from here and there.On the winding path, last night's rain poured out the smell of wet mud and strong smell of weeds.As she passed through a bamboo grove by the small river, she heard the first noise of birds.The sky was bright, and the earth was bright. Yan Su's slender and tough figure was reflected in the red sun.She walked forward easily and vigorously while singing. two It was difficult for Liang Shuguang to bear the silence on the Central China front. The silence was almost painful to him.When I returned from Corps headquarters that night, this pain hung over my heart like a dark cloud. He stood alone on the bridge that was blown up. He looked in the direction of Wuhan, his eyes could not see Wuhan, but his heart could hear Wuhan's groans. If for Liang Shuguang, a military commander, Wuhan is just a target to be liberated; then, for Liang Shuguang, who was born and raised in Wuhan, Wuhan is his closest relative, not to mention his old mother where are you. He didn't know if his mother was born? Didn't he know his mother was dead? He just felt his mother waiting, calling. When the commander of the corps stretched out his long arm and waved it on the military map, Liang Shuguang's heart seemed to burst and a stream of blood flowed out. In his heart, those countless marks on the map are not motionless lines, but things with flesh and blood. He saw the waves of the Yangtze River rolling rapidly, and he heard the cries of the ragged crowd on the pier. Now, he smashed the butt off one cigarette and lit another. Under the thickly furrowed eyebrows, his eyes were narrowed into slits, and his gaze became more serious every moment. ... Liang Shuguang lost his father since he was a child, and his family was poor. He only depended on his mother for life.When my mother was young, she had plump black hair, a pretty face, ingenious, quick and agile, and endured hardships and hardships.In order to bring up Liang Shuguang, she had to rely on being a servant for a living.My mother loves him, and my mother loves him, but my mother has endless laundry all day and all night, and her hands are often washed red and worn out, dripping with blood.Once mother was washing and leaning against the wall and fell asleep. Xiao Shuguang climbed out of bed, with two bare feet, and covered her with a ragged cotton jacket. Mother woke up suddenly and hugged her son tightly in her arms. Wept bitterly.Every day, my mother went out to deliver the starched and mended clothes, and always rushed back in a hurry, lest something might happen to her son.In the dark and boundless sea of ​​people, it is difficult to be a woman, and even more difficult to be a widow. How many tears are needed?How much perseverance is needed?Mother's body is weak, but her temper is strong.When Shuguang grew up, was wronged, and came back from the outside, his mother always wiped away his tears with her sleeves, exhorting and exhorting: "My child, remember! We can't be short-lived!..." Since then In order not to make his mother sad, he would rather cry behind his back before going home.This is how Liang Shuguang grew up in hardships. When he grew up, he embarked on a road full of risks.One day when he came back very late, his mother quietly sat on a broken bamboo chair and waited for him, with a lamp like a bean, alone, with her head bowed in silence.Dawn panicked.But my mother was very calm, and said with a sigh of relief: "When a person grows up, he always has to go his own way. But, don't hide it from Mom, and let Mom worry about it." Mom found the secret document hidden by Shuguang from the crack in the back wall. Mother took Shuguang's hands and said, "Mom has kept my words in my heart for so many years. It's time to tell you. Your father gave up his life on this road, and now you are on this road again. Mom won't stop you." , Mom can't stop you, you have the ambition to follow in Dad's footsteps, Mom is happy, but if you have any difficulties, tell Mom, Mom will help you share some of it." Dawn had tears in his eyes. Mom has tears in her eyes. "Your father has been a primary school teacher for half his life. He was poor and poor, but his will became stronger. At that time, your father saw that he was dying. He said that when the child grows up, he should have a name. I think it should be called Shuguang! The darkness will pass. Dawn is ahead. Dawn! Wherever you go, you must remember why you are called that.” Since then, the mother and the child have become closer, and the mother is a mother and a comrade again, but the mother has more and more gray hair, and the bones of the body are getting weaker and weaker. She washes clothes, does needlework, and her hands are shaking! Until the year before the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War. It was a night with dark clouds and low wind and snow. The strong wind blowing from the Han River swept the broken iron roof and let out a chilling roar. The broken board wall was shaken by the cold waves of the Han River.In the middle of the night, Liang Shuguang and his mother woke up from their dreams at the same time, and heard someone knocking on the bamboo door.Liang Shuguang put on his clothes and got up and opened the door to see Huang Juxiang.Her body was covered in snow, and she staggered and leaned against the wall panting for breath as soon as she came in.Huang Juxiang was Shuguang's classmate from elementary school to middle school, but their relationship has long crossed that dividing line, they are friends and comrades-in-arms.She said breathlessly: "The underground organization has been destroyed, police cars are arresting people everywhere on the street, you are on the blacklist...the provincial party committee ordered you to leave Wuhan immediately..." Liang Shuguang felt a surge of enthusiasm, and he grabbed Huang Juxiang's hand. At the moment of urgency, this affectionate, grateful, and entrusting grip made Huang Juxiang nod with big tears. At this time, the shadows of the lights were faint, and the surrounding walls were bleak. Mom has no tears, no sadness, and my mother said decisively: "Let's go now, I will continue to do your work, and I will continue to walk your way!" As soon as his mother pushed him outside, she closed the bamboo door tightly... three Chen Wenhong wanted to comfort his old comrade-in-arms, but he was also very anxious, wishing to smash the silent sky and earth with his fist.Using the title of the German writer Remarque's book, he teasingly said: "All Quiet on the Western Front! All Quiet on the Western Front!" At the same time, there is a treacherous heart watching and spying, this is Qin Zhen's heart.Qin Zhen is grasping this silence, using this silence, and can even be said to be playing with this silence. For a senior commander, this is the time of full concentration, the most nerve-wracking time, the most active time of all wisdom, thinking, research and judgment, the most painful but also the happiest time, and the time of rapid movement of intelligence and courage. time.This kind of moment can be listed in a series of military terms: strategizing, adapting to the situation, playing hard to get, etc... His lips smiled now and then. His face is sometimes serious. At times like this, he often makes witty remarks, and everyone around him thinks he is unrestrained and unrestrained, but in fact he always has a heart hanging: He is like a hunter, He is like a chess player, He is like a blacksmith, He was capturing that moment of opportunity, and he was afraid that the opportunity would be fleeting and pass away quietly.He has to fire a shot in time, drop a chess piece, and hit the most suitable blow. The entire headquarters was silent, and all the personnel around him kept their hands and feet lightly, keeping quiet, and they cast an inquiring glance at the commander from time to time. In the past two days, Qin Zhen stayed at home, and his appetite dropped sharply. He spent a lot of time standing under the wall covered with military maps, with his hands behind his back, staring and meditating.But as soon as the phone rings, as soon as footsteps are heard, he turns around quickly and alertly.He was completely different from the old Long Zhong in Chen Wenhong's eyes that evening. His bloody face was glowing red, full of energy and enthusiasm.However, he was still waiting carefully, he was waiting eagerly. The sunlight moved on the wire screens in the spacious corridor, casting shadows of trees and flowers on them, and then disappearing. He looked at his watch, and the moment he had been waiting for was about to come. He opened the door, walked down the steps, and walked to the war room. The heads of the corps arrived one after another, and the commander of the corps, Shi Zhanchun, was the last to arrive. He walked slowly to his seat in the middle of the long table and sat down.The logistics department did not know where to get a small generator, which can only be used by the war room, the confidential department, and the translators, and candles are still lit in the residences of the chiefs.On one side of the commander was the political commissar who spoke very softly and slowly, and on the other side was the silent Qin Zhen.The white-haired, emaciated commander squinted his eyes and looked at the electric light, as if seeing this thing for the first time, and felt a little novel.The room was so quiet that the sound of the evenly moving second hand of the horseshoe watch on the table was particularly loud.At this time, the hearts of all the people present are beating with the second hand.On the table were stacks of telegrams, and a large handful of red and blue pencils.The people sitting around the long table, some flipped through the telegrams, and some closed their eyes in silence.The staff officers kept coming in through the door, bringing in new telegrams, and then taking away the telegrams that had been approved by the chiefs. This kind of back and forth was silent.There was a serious battle atmosphere in the room, and it seemed that no one had the power to break it.The commander of the corps, the political commissar, and Qin Zhen all cast glances at the horseshoe watch from time to time, and the lightning-like glances seemed to indicate that a moment of decision had arrived.At this moment, the Chief of Operations walked in quickly, and there was a crackling sound on the dry and cracked floor.He personally sent a telegram to the commander of the corps.The commander of the corps rubbed his eyes that were hurt by Xueliang's light with his palm, and handed the telegram to Qin Zhen: "You read it!" Qin Zhen read it quickly, then carefully read it again, moved his lips and smiled, and then Announce in a loud voice: "Our army, which cut into the rear of Wuhan from the east, has broken through the dangerous Yangtze River as scheduled." The atmosphere in the war room changed and suddenly became active.There was a sound of chair feet moving and colliding, and the crowd came to the map on the front wall. The commander of the corps was as tall as Mount Tai, sitting still, only turning his upper body from the rattan armchair.It wasn't that he was sitting next to the wall, but that he had already made up his mind, and he glanced at them just to share a little pleasure. In order to ensure that the important town of Wuhan will not suffer major damage, we have formulated a battle plan, the order has been issued, and everything must be carried out in accordance with the time sequence.One of the decisive moves was that Xiaogan stood still and sent a force to cross the river in the direction of Huangshi in the lower reaches of Wuhan. Leaving a gap is like diverting the flood, allowing him to have a way out, and he will use his tactics to take advantage of Bai Chongxi's desire to rely on Hunan, Hubei, Sichuan and Guizhou to implement the "partial counter-offensive plan in central China", cut off the east and force the enemy to the west.In this way, they can prevent them from resisting stubbornly in the big Wuhan and breaking the boat; then, they will conduct a decisive battle in the west to wipe out the enemy from the west of Hubei to the west of Hunan. Crossing the river on time is the first signal to implement the plan. But what is there to be surprised about! When everyone returned to their seats, the commander of the corps took Qin Zhen's arm, walked to the front of the wall chart, tapped Wuhan with his fingers worriedly, and lowered his voice: "Here is the problem, is the enemy willing to let go cleanly?" Qin Zhen thought about it, but he didn't react, but his hesitant eyes seemed to say: ——Yes, if Bai Chongxi forced Wuhan to be extinguished, leaving us in ruins, the loss would be too great.In the past, our army retreated in great strides, we destroyed bridges and construction sites, and now we are approaching victory, we must ensure that not even a single screw is lost! While his eyes were still flashing on the map, the commander of the corps unexpectedly said slowly: "I don't care about him! The overall situation has been decided, the Yellow Crane will never return, there is a vacant Yellow Crane Tower here, Bai Chongxi may not have such a great poetic interest!" Qin Zhen's tightly compressed heart relaxed, and he burst out laughing.Then solemnly said: "Comrades can't take it anymore, and I think it's time to let go, so give him a quick blow." "Yes, let them have no time to ignite the blast!" Qin Zhen: "I'll play the vanguard!" Shi Zhanchun smiled brightly: "It turns out that your intention is here..." Qin Zhen's mind was exposed at once, so he could only silently admit it, and cast a last expectant look. Shi Zhanchun pondered for a while, and said resolutely and decisively: "But when the signal from the Wuhan underground party comes, let the wild horse run wild, let you run!" They waited until midnight. An urgent telegram came: "Our army has occupied Fankou, an important town south of the Yangtze River." In this way, the whole area of ​​the Yangtze River from Huanggang to Jiujiang is under control, and Central China and East China have been cut off with a single knife, and the division has been completed, and Bai Chongxi has fallen into isolation.But they still have to wait for a piece of information, but the message has not come for a long time, making Qin Zhen feel extremely anxious and worried... Qin Zhen walked out of the war room, the night breeze was blowing, and the night air was cool, but at this moment Qin Zhen was still uneasy, his heart was hanging faintly, and he couldn't help himself more and more. Bai Chongxi's "Partial Counterattack Plan in Central China" was the last piece of information Bai Jie sent out that was of great importance to the overall situation. Bai Jie played a decisive role at this decisive moment, but since then, Bai Jie has been arrested and imprisoned up. Yes, Bai Jie has already been imprisoned, and she has suffered from being behind bars. Was she tortured? Can she stand it? ... Qin Zhen seemed to have fallen into a vortex, and for a moment, he couldn't control himself. He walked back to his own house, and the gloomy villa room made him feel even more unhappy. He sat for a while at the end of a long wicker chair with peeling green paint under the window. He stood up again, looked at his watch, threw the U.S. military overcoat over his shoulders, and dumped it on the bed. He lay still.But at this moment, he seemed to hear the blood in his veins flowing slowly. He felt tired, but his mind couldn't calm down. Suddenly, a pair of bright eyes appeared in front of him, and after that, a whole scene appeared.Yes, it was in the woods to the east of the Beijing Hotel in 1946, yes, it was here that the adventure that he would never forget happened.At that time, he was walking by the edge of the forest, when suddenly he raised his eyes and saw Bai Jie. --what!Bai Jie... She was wearing an American army jacket, military trousers, high leather boots, and a boat hat slanted. However, he saw her coming at a glance, and she recognized him at a glance. She couldn't help but wanted to pounce on her, but Qin Zhen, who was sophisticated and sophisticated, cast a sharp and stern gaze over him, and he was stopping her.She calmly restrained herself immediately. she was so thin, She is so lonely, she was so anxious, she is so emotional, But, what kind of place is this? Behind every tree there is a pair of cold eyes of hounds watching. Qin Zhen remained silent. He brushed past her. At that moment, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her eyes were full of admiration, joy, suspense, and sorrow. What a complicated and subtle inner change! Can only let everything go without saying. However, his eyes finally told her that everything was fine (including Chen Wenhong, of course). But what was her eyes saying?Over the past few years, he always thought about her eyes, wondering what those eyes were telling him. In the Northeast Hospital, Qin Zhen was worried about Chen Wenhong's injury. He only gave him a letter handed in by Vice Chairman Zhou. In order to avoid stimulating him, he did not tell him that he had met Bai Jie suddenly.Because in that case, Chen Wenhong must ask the truth, but what can he tell him?He and Bai Jie didn't even say a word, so what could he tell him?Could it be that you told him that indescribable but unspeakable vision?He finally concealed this adventure from Chen Wenhong.Since then, even though they were all in the same column and participated in the sharp war, they never came into contact with this issue again, but today, on this unbearable night, Bai Jie's vivid image appeared before his eyes again: the one wearing the American army jacket Yes, they are wearing prison uniforms... Now, when he finds that he is slowly sinking into the emotional vortex, he waved his hand resolutely, can I not extricate myself?No, you can't catch the moment of war opportunity and suffer from such unnecessary interference.Only then did he realize that the candle had been extinguished at some point. He smiled wryly to himself, turned over to face the wall, and closed his eyes. As a commander, Qin Zhen doesn't belong to that type. They have a set overall plan, so they have nothing to worry about, and they fall asleep soundly as soon as their heads touch the pillow.Qin Zhen envied them very much, but he couldn't do what they did.He said modestly: "They are handsome talents, but I am a general at best." He was anxious, constantly imagining various subtle and unpredictable changes, and conceiving plans to prevent such changes.He could lie still for hours without moving, and then the slightest sound would startle him.In the middle of the night, there were footsteps approaching from far away on the stone path outside the house. The sound was very slight, but it was immediately caught by his keen hearing. When someone knocked lightly on the door, he immediately asked: "Is it the Wuhan Telegram?" Since getting in touch with the secret radio station of the underground party in Wuhan, they are now waiting for a signal from there. From the headquarters of the Corps to the underground party, in fact, two fronts of light and dark struggle were launched: The obvious one is to cut off the Yangtze River from the east and encircle Wuhan in a roundabout way. The dark one is to launch a mass struggle to defend the three towns of Wuhan. The two cooperate and strive to maintain a complete Wuhan. Qin Zhen sat up.The staff officer of the combat section turned on the flashlight and shone it on the telegram. After Qin Zhen finished reading the telegram, Huo Di stood up.Just then, the phone rang, and the voice of the Corps Commander came from inside: "The enemy is in a panic!" Qin Zhen immediately blinked alertly and said: "But I don't know whether to retreat after destroying it, or run away before destroying it?" "Brother! This is beyond his control!" "That's right! The underground party has done a really good job. Even celebrities and business tycoons have risen to petition not to allow Bai Chongxi to bomb the three towns of Wuhan, and the masses have become more active. This front effectively cooperates with the task of understanding and enlarging Wuhan..." "It seems that this basket of eggs is not easy for him to drop!" He understood the intention of the commander of the corps, and immediately firmly supported the commander of the corps: "Commander! Let's stick our knives straight into Wuhan, shall we?" "Okay, you act!" The swaying candle shadow elongated his whole figure and fell on the wall, so that his unimportant figure appeared very burly.The shadow trembled slightly from the candlelight, as if a mountain eagle was about to spread its wings and take flight. The commander of the corps asked closely: "How are Chen Wenhong and Liang Shuguang sharpening their knives?" Hearing this question, the little dispute in the war room in the afternoon immediately flashed through my mind.Now on the phone, the commander of the corps didn't say it clearly, but he seemed to be really saying: "You have to take full responsibility!" Qin Zhen immediately puffed up his chest and said decisively: "I went to them immediately. According to the division of labor, I entered Wuhan with the front troops." "Okay, okay, let's meet at Jianghan Pass, don't you always miss the bell of Jianghan Pass? Old Qin, how many years has the bell of Jianghan Pass been ringing, and now it is the bell of the new century. Let the whole world ring this resounding bell!" Qin Zhen put down the phone receiver and muttered proudly in his heart: "Shi Zhanchun, the old man, is as powerful as before!" Then he turned around. Staff Officer Huang and guard Xiao Chen were all standing there fully clothed.He immediately ordered: "Set off!" He stepped out the door, the cold before dawn made him shiver, and saw that his little olive jeep had stopped in front of the steps.He was obviously very satisfied with Staff Officer Huang's first preparations. He gave him an appreciative glance and stepped into the jeep happily. The driver immediately turned on the headlights. It was five o'clock in the morning on May 15, 1949.The darkness before dawn was so thick that there were no stars in the sky and no lights on the ground, and everything was condensed in the vast, cosmic silence that enveloped northern Hubei, which is near the Yangtze River and is full of lakes and swamps.Fog, black fog, rises from the water and fills the fields.They seem to have a premonition that this is the last day of the dark world, but they don't want to stop there, instead they are particularly tight and heavy.However, in the vast darkness, a bright light, like lightning, followed the hills and hills, shining into the sky and sinking into the deep valley. Qin Zhen hasn't slept for two whole days and two nights. Now, he really wants to lean on the back of the chair and take a nap. He saw Chen Wenhong and Liang Shuguang dimly. His thoughts returned to the little dispute in the war room. That was when studying which troops to send into Wuhan.Qin Zhen advocated sending the divisions of Chen Wenhong and Liang Shuguang immediately; the other deputy commander believed that the success or failure of Wuhan was a foregone conclusion, so there was no need to use this trump card for things like entering the city.Qin Zhen firmly insisted on his own opinion. He cited two reasons for using this division: First, this division set off from Wuhan to Nanchang to participate in the uprising after the failure of the Great Revolution. Now they are asked to return to Wuhan first to fight with the Meeting relatives in Wuhan has special political influence; second, this division has experience in going to Shenyang and Beijing. They have strict discipline and strong policies. They will bring warmth, consideration and friendliness to relatives in Wuhan.There is another important reason that it is inconvenient to say, that is, his confidence, trust, and trust in this army. In this small dispute, Shi Zhanchun, commander of the Corps, supported Qin Zhen's suggestion, so the Corps made a decision accordingly. Now, when he was about to issue the task of taking immediate action and attacking Wuhan, he once again weighed them with the scale in his heart.During the long war, he did not know how many times he weighed them, but every new measure he thought was very necessary. He loves Chen Wenhong from the bottom of his heart, but he treats him rigorously, not letting Chen Wenhong feel it. In fact, he is using a kind of fatherly love to guide him forward.Because of this, he was extremely strict with him, even to the point of harshness.After the Long March, he crossed the East River. At that time, Qin Zhen was the commander of the regiment, and Chen Wenhong was the youngest platoon leader in his regiment. He commented on this young man: "It is a good material! He fought bravely and thoughtfully, but he just had a bit of arrogance. Alas! It is inevitable for a young man to be angry. However, to kill his anger is like dealing with a stubborn colt. If you don't whip it, tame it, and be gentle and kind, you can't beat a thousand-mile horse. !” Therefore, for every mistake in the war, he punished him like a thunderbolt.However, when he found that no matter how much he beat, Chen Wenhong stood there, silent when he said something right, and refuted what he said was wrong.Whenever at this time, Qin Zhen was very rough on the surface, but he loved it very much in his heart: "Let's go! We must learn the lesson well, and we will not do it again." Seeing that Chen Wenhong remained motionless and calm, he saluted, turned around, and walked away.Qin Zhen was always moved by his young and handsome expression.He muttered to himself: "Chen Wenhong, Chen Wenhong, you are so calm! We are the most emotional people, but we have no right to abuse our emotions. When deciding the outcome, calmness is the greatest strength!" Qin Zhen has a different understanding of Liang Shuguang.Qin Zhen is a person who likes to be close to intellectuals. He often said: "Without culture and knowledge, the revolution will not succeed. Wasn't our ancestor Marx a great intellectual!" In the army, even an elementary school student can be called an intellectual, not to mention Liang Shuguang, a top student in high school!Qin Zhen prefers and even tolerates the special habits of intellectuals, but also understands the weaknesses of intellectuals, because he is an intellectual himself!He thus ruthlessly opposed that "meaningless intellectual pride."Once, Liang Shuguang punished an instructor by mistake, which affected his mood and delayed the fighter.Liang Shuguang knew he had done something wrong, but coyly refused to admit it. At this moment, Qin Zhen's fiery temper exploded.However, when he saw Liang Shuguang blushing all the way to his neck, he regretted it a little.Two minds are arguing: "Is it too heavy?" ! "If you have no heart and no self-denial, how can you be impartial?" However, whenever he was severely reprimanded, he always found an opportunity to take the initiative to talk to him.During the three trips to the south of the Yangtze River in the Northeast battlefield, they marched on a snowstorm night. In a hut filled with soldiers on and off the kang, the two found a small place on the underground grass bunk.Misty water, misty smoke, dim shadows, dim lights.On the avenue outside the window, there is the sound of a piece of leather rubbing against the ice and snow.They both smoked a cigarette.Qin Zhen said: "Shuguang, am I being too strict? Oh, can I take out the bullet without touching the wound? Hold back the pain for a while, and avoid many hidden dangers, do you agree?" Liang Shuguang burst into tears, very grateful, Hold Qin Zhen's hands tightly.Qin Zhen later said with deep meaning: "When dealing with intellectual comrades, you respect him three points, and he respects you ten feet. That's the way it is." Chen Wenhong and Liang Shuguang were under the direct leadership of Qin Zhen most of the time from the battalion to the regiment to the division. He was familiar with them, and most importantly, he had established a relationship with them. "Comrade, emotion is an invisible force!" From understanding, familiarity, to establishing feelings, it is transformed into trust between superiors and subordinates. 在火热战争中，在生死存亡关头： 有下级对上级的信赖才有权威， 有上级对下级的信赖才有威力， 哪一个部队，它的秉性是什么，应该在什么火候上，在什么地方上使用，这就是领导的、指挥的艺术。 “同志，别小看呀，这种看不见的精神力量会转化为物质力量。” 他睡着了，在颠簸摇荡的吉普车上睡着了。 熹微的晨光静静地洒落在他的脸上，他脸上笼罩着一种朦胧的笑意。 吉普车戛然停止，他随即惊醒，他和陈文洪、梁曙光紧紧握手。从那握手的劲头里，从他的目光里，从他那临阵的神态里，陈文洪、梁曙光知道，他们所盼望的时刻到来了。