Chapter 10 Chapter 8 How Much Joy and Sorrow the Bells Sent Away

one From the shore, the Yangtze River is magical and majestic enough.When you arrive at the center of the river by boat, you will feel that the river and sky are vast and the waves are turbulent, as if the entire sky and the river are constantly surging.This is not a river, but the sea. The top of the waves is like a floating iceberg, sometimes revealing the top of the mountain, and sometimes flashing out of the canyon.A boat, especially a wooden boat, is like a lot of floating debris.The dark green Jiang Tao is like countless dragons entangled together, galloping and tumbling, disturbing the hunting river wind mixed with spray and rain.In order to inspect the work of the two battalions stationed in Wuchang, Chen Wenhong stood on the front deck of a small black steamer. This is an old ship, smoky and full of scars.He watched the boat split the river like a sharp blade, sweeping the snow-white waves back from both sides of the ship, and then pulled a long snow-white wave at the stern.Several soldiers were standing on the rear deck leading their horses.The weather on the Yangtze River is like the sky on the sea, changing in various poses and with different expressions. It turned out that there was a red sun and the sky was clear, but suddenly, a burst of dark clouds passed over the river, bringing a shower of rain.No matter it is wind or rain, Chen Wenhong does not move.The old chief engineer Wu Bingding knew the dangers on the Yangtze River, and was afraid that if something went wrong, he stuck his head out of the rudder cabin window and said obliquely to Chen Wenhong: "Officials, come in and have a word, so as not to leave me alone... ..." Chen Wenhong saw that the river was shrouded in smoke and fog, and even the nearby sails were like shadows wandering silently in the fog. Knowing that there would be no sunny place for a while, he bent down and got into the rudder cabin.There was a smell of fish, diesel, and tobacco in the cabin, which was thick and heavy, and choked people's noses, but they couldn't hold back the sympathy of the ship's boss, so they went in anyway.

Wu Bingding was dressed in tattered black clothes and a pair of glasses. The temple on the right side of the glasses fell off, and a black thread was tied to his ear with a snare.The two eyes are sometimes wide open, sometimes narrowed into a slit, watching the wind and water.Holding the steering wheel with one hand, turning it once and letting it slide again, judging from the scene of the manipulative control, although the person is narrow and thin, his hand strength is still very strong.He talked about Bai Chongxi's destruction of Wuhan to what happened to him on the night of the battle to protect the ship.There are so many accidental factors in life, perhaps without accidental factors, there would be no historical waves.Wu Bingding didn't mean anything, but Chen Wenhong listened carefully. From the conversation, it was like a ray of light leaking into a dark cave, and he found Bai Jie at once.Chen Wenhong grabbed Wu Bingding's hand and frowned:

"Are you telling the truth?" "No adulteration at all." It was the middle of the night on May 15th, and Wu Bingding was about to sail quietly to the catfish trap to hide. Suddenly, a few long poles hooked the hooks firmly to the side of the boat, and in the blink of an eye, "swish" jumped onto several black Seeing that the momentum was wrong, the workers in the clothes jumped into the river and fled. Wu Bingding was blocked at the door of the rudder cabin, and the muzzle of a gun was coldly held against his heart.A few flashlights seemed to be flickering, and followed the boat closely.Using light and shadow, Wu Bingding saw them pushing and shoving a small group of people, including some women, into the rudder cabin.They forced Wu Bingding to sail to Wuchang.Wu Bingding reached out to turn on the light, but was caught by a big hand. Wu Bingding smiled and said:

"Master Bing! The Yangtze River is dangerous in this dark night. There are lanes for cars and lanes for boats. My life is not worth a lot of money. It's not easy to miss your family's important affairs!" Either way, they were only allowed to turn on the headlights on the roof of the cabin that directly pointed at the river, but when the lights were turned on, only a few people could be seen clearly in the cabin. In the middle of the river, suddenly a young woman broke free from people's grasp, and a man in black immediately pointed a gun at her. She raised her head proudly, sneered contemptuously, and suddenly shouted:

"Fight! You shoot me!" Facing her power, the man staggered back a few steps in fright.She raised her hand, and said calmly, forcefully, and righteously: "Let me tell you, you bunch of foxes and dogs, the Communist Party can't kill you, you have to think about your end, it's dawn!..." She turned and called to a small group of women: "Comrades! We were born brightly, and died honorably. Comrades, jump into the river!... Let's welcome the dawn with our lives!" It was a heart-rending, earth-shattering sound. After this shout, there was chaos on the boat, the women rushed out of the cabin with all their strength, scuffled and yelled with the officers and soldiers, and made a mess.

Chen Wenhong asked anxiously: "She's not tall and has a fair face, isn't she?" "You comrade! I can't tell the difference between black and white, you comrade!" It seemed that Chen Wenhong was just about to climb ashore when a wave smashed him down again. Wu Bingding said: "I think these people are good people. Why else would Bai Chongxi force them to leave? I had a plan in mind, and I wanted to sail the boat to Catfish Tower..." At that time, Wu Bingding saw that the whole river was empty, not even a lamp was seen, and there was no response after pulling the whistle twice, which was a good time.

Unexpectedly, there was one of them who knew how to steer a boat. Seeing that Wu Bingding was off course, he stabbed Wu Bingding in the back with a gun: "Hold on! Head to the ferry terminal!" When they arrived at the pier, they escorted the women ashore, but refused to let Wu Bingding go, saying, "Let you go, so we can report the news!" They forced Wu Bing to go west with them to Wuchang. Wu Bingding was terrified, thinking, they are trying to kill me, there is no proof!When they arrived at a house on the side of the road, they were panting and exhausted, so they asked everyone to sit down and rest, knock on the door and beat the boards, and begged for water to light the fire.Taking advantage of this flurry, Wu Bingding dodged to the back of the house, and ran from there to the river.He still wanted to put the boat on the catfish.At dawn, they rushed to the riverside, who would have guessed that those who had lost their children and grandchildren planted time bombs on the boat, only to see a flash of fire and a loud bang...

Chen Wenhong carefully questioned the topography of the family where he rested that night, took out a small book, and drew a picture on it, which was approved by Wu Bingding.At this time, the old steamer was out of breath and arrived at Wuchang Ferry Terminal.Just after the heavy rain, the sky was blue.Chen Wenhong hurriedly bid farewell to Wu Bing, got on his horse, whipped him, and galloped westward. Chen Wenhong led several soldiers galloping on horseback. It seemed that as long as he ran to that place, he found what he was looking for. His black steed, which had been exposed to the rain a little while ago, now had a shiny mane in the sun.It seems to understand the master's intentions very well, and it runs wildly without touching its hooves, and its cut tail is like a small broom fluttering in the strong wind.The black steed ran far ahead, and several other horses followed closely behind, pulling apart like a thread.

They passed through the city of Wuchang and continued westward. In June, the banks of the Yangtze River are green and lush. Whether it is trees, rice fields, or lakes, they are all painted with bright oil on different shades of green like oil paintings. The rapeseed flowers are tender yellow, light yellow, and creamy yellow, as if in the On a green tablecloth were some yellow steamed cakes. However, Chen Wenhong didn't think about how bright the colors of nature are, nor how handsome the black horse is. The haze engulfed.Before I knew it, sweat dripped from under the hat all over my face, and my face was as red as red cloth.

Yes, as long as you catch a clue, you catch a glimmer of hope. Now, with this strong desire, he gallops his horse. —Just get there! —Just get there! Yes, as long as there is a direction, a seasoned soldier can quickly find the destination in the boundless wilderness. Isn't that! There is an independent house beside the road, surrounded on three sides by lush bamboo forests, and there is a tall and big old plum tree in front of the door. He reined in the rein, and the black horse ran a few more steps before it neighed in a low voice, stopped its feet, and let the rider on its back float down.It didn't feel pleasure from lightening the burden, but it stretched out its mouth and sniffed Chen Wenhong's body, and looked at Chen Wenhong with docile and sympathetic eyes.

Chen Wenhong knocked on the door of that house. A ragged old sister-in-law was exposed through the crack of the door.Seeing that it was a group of soldiers, they hastily closed the two doors tightly again. After knocking for a long while, she refused to open the door. Finally, a Hubei soldier impressed her with his local accent, and she opened half the door again.But he said: She played cotton just now, and the room is full of dust, why don't you move a few bamboo stools and sit under the tree.The sister-in-law was obviously in a lingering fear, and there was still a trace of panic left. Chen Wenhong hurriedly stopped her, begging her not to make trouble, and asked straightforwardly: "On the night when Bai Chongxi's team escaped, did a team escort some women and leave here?" "Don't mention your family, it's scary!" Chen Wenhong's round face suddenly turned pale, and he asked eagerly: "They kill..." "Hit, hit so fiercely, those weak girls are stubborn enough!" "Then they are still alive?" "They sat on the ground and couldn't get up. They didn't say anything and didn't leave. The leather whips were beating like hailstones. They refused to leave. A little girl shouted loudly that she would die here, and she won't leave!..." Blood rushed to his heart, Chen Wenhong's entire neck was red, and he knew who it was. "At that time, it was almost dawn, and in the direction of Hankou, there were cannons and flames. All the way, the team came here. They relied on their numbers, and they walked one by one. Poor those women, unkempt, beaten Bare feet, the soles of the feet are worn out, bloody footprints every step, and being beaten by those fierce gods-God, open your eyes! I dare not look at it, just on the ground paved with bluestone slabs, there are bloody footprints left one by one. footprint……" ——This is what Chen Wenhong is looking for. ——At last what I was looking for was found. ——It was found that she was still alive. Chen Wenhong remained silent for a long time. The sister-in-law asked for some tea, but he stopped her thanks.Standing in the middle of the bluestone avenue with his hands in his hands, he looked towards the west gap, his brows were furrowed and his mouth was tightly shut. Oh sun-baked and dusty avenue!How many such difficult paths are there in life?How many bloody footprints are there on the road?The wind and rain, the bloody footprints disappeared... "No!" Chen Wenhong firmly thought: "It hasn't disappeared. I will follow the footprints to find her. As long as she is still alive, I will definitely find her..." three Chen Wenhong returned to Hankou at night, silently thinking whether to report the news about Bai Jie to Qin Zhen in person or by phone.Finally decided to use the phone. Qin Zhen held up the phone earphone, remained silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Wen Hong! As long as she is alive, we can rescue her." Chen Wenhong was very moved when he heard that Qin Zhen's voice was deep but full of confidence. After the lights were blown, he walked around the various units, looked around, and walked back to the division headquarters alone, stepping on the moon shadow leaking from the leaves of the phoenix tree. He was supposed to sleep, but he couldn't, so he quietly turned off the light and went out again. Behind the house, there is a large paddy field, ponds, and bamboo forests.The moon is as cool as water, washing away the heat of the day.He stood down, looked up at the moon, and the moonlight was like water.How quiet is the night!What a melancholy night!There was the sound of frogs croaking in the distance, and some awakened birds twittered in some tree, and there was no sound again. He thought of everything about Bai Jie: her light figure, Her soft voice, Her deep lake-like eyes, Also, her lilies. She is like him, and he is like her.In Yan'an, and in the endless longing for the distance between the two places, there has always been only laughter and no tears! But at this moment, what is it? It is the water droplets condensed by the river mist on the bamboo leaves. It only flashes, and it seems to roll down on the eyelashes, or in the nest of the heart. He is not an emotionless person! Whoever says that we soldiers are people without feelings does not know what true feelings are. However, Chen Wenhong did not shed a tear when it comes to his personal life. ——What's going on today? He stood for a long time, then turned back into the room, and took out a paper package from the leather bag.He opened it, and there were a few things inside. One was the two braids she stuffed into his hand when they parted in Yan'an, asking him to go back and look at it again.He remembered the last time we met, he found that the two braids she wore were gone, and turned into ear-length short hair!He asked: "How did you cut off the braid?" She said: "I leave it to someone..." This person is him.This soft blue silk, at this time and here, especially awakened the affection hidden in his heart. He couldn't help sighing softly, and unfolded the second thing, which was Bai Jie's hair that Vice Chairman Zhou brought to the northeast through Qin Zhen. that letter: He took another photo from the paper bag.It was taken by Bai Jie on the banks of the Yanhe River.She doesn't have the beauty of a woman, nor does she have a woman's dress. She is wearing a cotton coat, the cuffs of the coat are rolled up a lot, the trousers are also rolled up a lot, and she wears an octagonal hat on her head. She looks like a woman. Little boy, this photographer's skills are not very good, the photos are dull, the face is blurred, and even the eyebrows and eyes are not clear, but all these are so clear in Chen Wenhong's heart, and will always be so clear! At this time, two images appeared alternately in front of Chen Wenhong: One is holding her arms full of lilies, looking at him with gentle eyes; One was bloody and strutting her, staggering forward rather than surrender. It was this slender, immature man who looked like a little boy who was tortured to the point of being bruised all over his body in the prison; this slender, immature man who looked like a little boy endured hunger and pain, leaving a bloody footprint with every step he took... Chen Wenhong slowly clenched his fists and put them on the table. Four Qin Zhen came out of the field army headquarters and went to Yao Ximing's place according to the agreed time. "Bai Chongxi! It seems that you are dead chess, and dead chess is about to move, let's see how you move!" He came out of the headquarters, sneered in his heart, and sat on the jeep proudly. At present, the Kuomintang is in a state of chaos.We won Nanjing and Shanghai on the East China Front, and they rushed to Guangdong; on the Central China Front, Bai Chongxi retreated from Wuhan. Jiangxi to secure Guangxi lair. Qin Zhen's thought flashed like lightning: "Will the enemy forces that have been divided along the Yangtze River gather in Guangdong and Guangxi?" He asked and answered in his heart: "How can there be any eggs under the overturned nest! Even if he puts all his eggs in one basket, he will only survive!" Qin Zhen was completely immersed in the thrill of being on the battlefield. Because at today's military meeting, it was announced that Qin Zhen would be sent to participate in the decisive battle on the western front. The commander of the Hunan, Hubei and Suizhou Districts of the Kuomintang assembled four armies and a security brigade in a vain attempt to occupy Dangyang and Yuan'an, spy on Xiang and Fan, in order to make another struggle north of the Yangtze River.Trying to delay time, praying for the outbreak of World War III, and then using the hands of imperialism to save them from hopelessness. The jeep drove by on the street, but he saw nothing but the military map he kept in his heart, and he felt a few blue arrows coming at him. When the council of war declared: "Transfer Comrade Qin Zhen to the Western Front Corps as the deputy commander, and lead the XXX Army to participate in the Battle of Western Hubei." He really wanted to be like a young officer, with his head held high and his chest held high, accepting orders. However, in this high-level military meeting, the participants were all middle-aged and above. If such an action would be inconsistent with the overall atmosphere, he just stood up, responded, and then sat down. However, he was extremely excited. From listening to Vice Chairman Zhou's speech at the Beijing Hotel, and seeing his piercing eyes, he said in his heart: "The overall situation has been decided, and the time has come to destroy everything." However, he is a veteran after all, and he knows that the cornered beast is still fighting and cannot be underestimated. After I got the news of the liberation of Nanjing on the train going south——at that time, how eager I was to show my might in the final battle.He was afraid that he would not be able to fight the last battle.Isn't it funny that the state of mind of an old commander who is far-sighted and far-sighted is explained by a young female doctor? During this period of time, his competitive spirit and sense of honor have tormented him so much!The liberation of Wuhan, he did not record it in the credit book at all, because the enemy fled in embarrassment, what kind of battle is it?What he desires is a decisive battle with thousands of troops and horses, and he wants to win the final victory by himself. "As a soldier, if you don't die on the battlefield, you have to go straight to Huanglong, sweep the holes in the plow court, and kill them all." If he didn't have a part in the last battle, he felt that he couldn't explain it to his children and grandchildren.But now, Bai Chongxi has attacked, and he has found an opponent in the contest. He seems to be thinking: "I have held back for so long, I have to vent my anger on this hammer..." He laughed dumbly: "What is the third world war?" , World War IV, dreams! All dreams!!!” While he was thinking about it, the jeep had already driven to the door of Yao Ximing's residence.The gatekeeper recognized him, and immediately opened the two large iron gates, allowing the jeep to drive briskly and silently into the courtyard, and then stopped. This is a garden house, the walls are covered with green vines, winding down like a green waterfall, reflecting bright red, bright yellow, and snow-white roses in various colors, and there are more than a dozen unknown tall and big plants. The tall trees stand high in the sky, casting a deep green shade on the grass.The breeze passed by, rolling up a strong fragrance of flowers and a burst of chirping birds, and then it was so quiet that there was no sound at all. Strangely, there was no one there. He wanted to see Yao Ximing very much. One reason was that as the leader of the field army's political work, he would have to give an explanation when he was invited to come. The other reason was that Yao Ximing had vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and was bedridden. He really wanted to visit him before he left. Maybe the doctor ordered it? Then I'm a special visitor. As he thought, he went softly up the steps and into the luxurious parquet-floored hall, still empty. Yao Ximing never wanted to live alone, especially in such a large and empty house.He often invites some comrades to live with him. He especially likes to live, eat and chat with cultural people and intellectuals.He was serious, decisive, and sometimes severe at work, but when he came home, among the people he liked, he was so easy, casual, cheerful, and laughing. However, right now, the hall seemed so empty, not only was there no one, there was no sound at all. Qin Zhen was afraid of disturbing the patient, so he crept up the stairs step by step. Once upstairs, there is another large hall, which is also very gorgeous, with colorful carpets on the floor, chandeliers hanging from the roof, and a large sofa covered in white cloth, but it is still empty and no one is there.There is a small room next to it, the door is open, looking in, the furnishings inside are simple and unadorned. He saw that Yao Ximing was lying on the bed on the wall behind the door, with a few high pillows, half leaning against his body, studying with his eyes fixed on his eyes! Qin Zhen walked in, and Yao Ximing buried his head in the book without looking up at him. He stood there for a while, Yao Ximing was engrossed in the book, but still didn't look at him. He disapproved of Yao Ximing's concentrating on studying so intently while he was ill, but was deeply moved.So he called softly. Yao Ximing lifted his face from the book when he heard the sound, and immediately smiled, pointing to a western-style high-back carved wooden chair next to the bed and said, "Come on! Sit down..." He read Yao Ximing's "The Complete Works of Lu Xun". Probably Yao Ximing noticed his astonished gaze, so he tapped the book with his fingertips and said: "Old Qin! You should read it carefully!" Qin Zhen blushed: "In Yan'an, Chairman Mao advocated reading Lu Xun, but I couldn't read it." "Lu Xun is a great thinker who can't be born in a hundred years, maybe a few hundred years. He is dissecting the whole life with a scalpel. This is an encyclopedia. How profoundly and complexly does he paint Chinese society? In Vientiane, he lashed out at slavishness and extolled the spirit of the nation. He hated those who sneaked into the revolutionary ranks, chirped, and shot sniper from behind. How well he said, revolutions are not all such holy things , ask the laborers to bring milk and bread to our poets and writers, and say: 'Please use it!' No, that's not the case. A leftist can become a rightist! How well he said it! Isn't it worth our money? Comrade, think twice?! He painted the faces of those ghostly clowns, so they were afraid of him, hated him, framed him, and denied him. However, Lu Xun is great, and his words are like stone carvings on a cliff The wind and frost of the ages, no one can wipe it off..." Qin Zhen suddenly felt that Yao Ximing looked a lot like Lu Xun. But he felt that Yao Ximing was too excited. Quickly asked: "Are you feeling better?" Yao Ximing smiled heartily: "This is a good medicine for curing diseases." He finally closed the book, patted it lightly, and said with emotion: "Now that we have won, we must always be vigilant not to drown those dirty souls!" Qin Zhen was shocked when he heard this, he felt the meaning and weight of these words. "It's a pity that he died too early, and he was only in his sixties when he was alive. What a pity! It's not him, it's our nation that is too unfortunate..." silence. Both are meditating. Qin Zhen thought, did Yao Ximing come to him just to talk about Lu Xun?But what he said was closely related to the reality of life. How sharp his eyes are, he can see through the world and people's hearts! A hygienist came in to administer medicine to Yao Ximing. After resting on the pillow, he asked Qin Zhen: "You're going to the Western Front?" "Yes, what is the director's explanation?" "The issue of the western front lies in Yichang, Jingmen, and Shashi. Yichang was called 'the Throat of Sichuan and Hubei' in ancient times, and it was a battleground for military strategists." His spirit was lifted up again, and he was full of interest and interest. "There is also a rich economic zone. The day before yesterday, I especially consulted a cotton expert who came back from the United States. It is said that the cotton fiber grows particularly long and the quality is particularly good there. Military siege, political attack, you must not let the enemy destroy you, you must be ahead of them, and do a good job. Regarding military management, especially the textile industry in Shashi, we should send a special team to enter early to control the situation. This issue should be discussed seriously at the Party Committee of the Corps in Xiangfan.” The setting sun came in through the window, turning the house a rosy red. Yao Ximing stretched out his hand first, and Qin Zhen held his hand, feeling dry and hot. Qin Zhen felt a little sad and wanted to persuade him, but he didn't say anything. There was still no one in the whole building, and it was still so peaceful. He backed out and couldn't help but look back again. Yao Ximing was immersed in the "Complete Works of Lu Xun" again. Fives The bells of Jianghan Pass are particularly loud and beautiful today. Washed by the spring rain and wiped by the spring breeze, Wuhan appears to be shining and shining everywhere in summer.All the way from here to Shanghai, the buoy was repaired. Therefore, the shipping in the east has been smooth, and the resources in the north have also been transported through the railway. As a result, the great Wuhan has regained its vitality and vitality, and this important town in the middle of the Yangtze River has become active again.The dark blue Yangtze River is gentle and smooth. The big boats and small boats on the river shuttle back and forth, making different whistle sounds that are high or low, high or low.Pedestrians and horses on the street are as dense as a cloud, and people's faces are full of smiles.The glass windows of the store are bright and shiny.The sycamore trees in the street are green and shaded.In the past, there were only a few streets along the river where foreigners walked proudly and swaggeringly. Although many foreign firms opened their doors and displayed jewels in the windows, no one paid any attention to those foreign names. Even the signboards with foreign names seemed to say: I don't belong to them anymore.The orange-red and emerald-green roofs of every building that originally belonged to the French Concession seemed to be smiling.The light-yellow loquats on the fruit stand and the fresh fish with silver scales on the fish market are all new in color and beaming. The sun is like the sun god painted in a mythology book. Countless rays radiate from its round face, stretching out in all directions, trembling. To spread fire and heat to the world.At this time, if you can look down from the sky, how bold and majestic this big city should be! Chen Wenhong and Liang Shuguang were particularly at ease. Because, the news came from the military department last night. The troops are in action, Deputy Commander Qin is coming to inspect, Where to act? dude!west…… west? It's the direction Bai Jie is going. It is the direction where the mother hides, But it was the parade that lifted their spirits and lifted their spirits. Parade is a grand festival for every officer and every soldier.The army often conducts drills, training during the summer and winter, practicing every day and every day, just to practice thousands of steps into one step, thousands of fists into one fist, and thousands of feet into one fist. Only when the hearts of the people are trained into one heart and form a tight and strong whole can they be under one command (it used to be a trumpet sound, but now it is a signal flare, no matter what, it is the embodiment of the determination, will, and courage of the front-line commander! ) overwhelmed and crushed the enemy.However, fighting on the line of fire is filled with gunpowder and blood, and at that time, what shocks people is only an overwhelming momentum; but reviewing is different, it is like playing a gorgeous piece of music, it is both solemn and happy, and every movement must be done. Show your skills and show it to everyone, from the person under review to the person under review are immersed in a heroic atmosphere.However, the review is still very tense. A division commander, a political commissar, or even a single mistake of a soldier will affect a division.What's more, they were in awe of Deputy Commander Qin Zhen's sharp vision. Therefore, Chen Wenhong and Liang Shuguang devoted themselves to the preparations for the review, because this happened so suddenly that no one thought of it, which caused panic.However, it was Deputy Commander Qin's inspection, and they were very excited. Today, Qin Zhen inspected the entire army in three places. When he was surrounded by army commander He Chang, political commissar Hou Deyao, and a group of generals from the other two divisions, he drove in several jeeps, and the spirit of the entire parade ground immediately cheered up. .He has many thoughts in his mind: He wanted to see how the army's new uniforms looked, and from this he immediately thought of the night when he saw the soldiers sleeping on the street with his own eyes. But more importantly, more importantly, he wants to check the mental state of the troops, to see if they have the morale to overwhelm a powerful enemy when they are about to enter a decisive battle. Qin Zhen's clothes, which were always neat and tidy, were even more tidy today. His face, eyes, whole body, and every button seemed to be shining brightly.He watched slowly and walked past the neat queue. When he saw that Chen Wenhong was excited and running forward with high spirits, he stopped.Chen Wenhong raised his heels together, stood at attention, and then raised his hands in salute, with two serious eyes fixed on Qin Zhen: "Teacher Chen Wenhong reports that the whole division is ready, and I ask the chief to review it!" The huge playground was so quiet that there was no sound at all, only Chen Wenhong's loud, crisp and decisive report sounded.Qin Zhen raised his hand to return the salute, and only said softly: "Then let's get started!" Chen Wenhong and Liang Shuguang followed behind Qin Zhen. Wherever Qin Zhen went, the commander there would make a sound of "Stand at attention!", and before the long ending sound disappeared, a uniform sound of standing at attention was heard . Qin Zhen walked past the rows. He smiled inwardly. During this period of time, he kept running and arguing from the corps to the headquarters of the field army and the logistics department for the equipment of the troops.Now, get a satisfactory answer from the dress of the soldiers.The soldiers uniformly changed into the uniforms they wore for fighting in the south in summer, not gray but straw yellow.He knew that each of them still had new green water bottles, and that each of them had a piece of gauze against mosquitoes and rubber raincoats in their backpacks.Under the new equipment, the troops looked extraordinarily orderly, energetic, and high-spirited. Every soldier made a solemn salute, and his eyes were as bright as sparkling sparks.Qin Zhen answered them with warm eyes, and he was obviously very satisfied. When the review was over and Qin Zhen walked back along the sequence of troops, he walked towards him, and Mou Chunguang immediately tensed up, and the mighty attitude of standing at attention immediately infected Qin Zhen, who nodded and smiled at him.Mou Chunguang was as happy as if he had received an award, but he was a veteran, and he didn't show any rashness. He turned his head and neck and watched Deputy Commander Qin go away.However, he was very proud of himself: Deputy Commander Qin once called him an "old comrade in arms".He never used this to brag to others, but he thought that the first time Gongzhuling entered the city, the second time was the night when he entered Wuhan, and this was the third time...he could be considered an "old comrade in arms".He subconsciously felt that there was a special close relationship between him and the old commander, and he was proud of it. Qin Zhen walked up to the ranks of the health troops and saw Yan Su again.Yan Su is a doctor. She is dressed like a soldier and accepts the review, but she does not want to show off like a soldier. She is very comfortable smiling and paying respects like the comrades on both sides. Qin Zhen went straight to shake hands with her: "The doctor is also here for inspection." "Doctors are soldiers too!" "Yes, if you are in the hospital, I will be under your command." "Now I'm under your command." Both of them remembered the conversation that Qin Zhen had had after the attack of angina pectoris, so they laughed knowingly. Qin Zhen then shook hands with several military doctors and nurses beside Yan Su one by one. Qin Zhen spent the most time with the artillery. He walked around each cannon slowly, as if looking for stains or spots on the cannon, but it was not the case. There was a deep feeling in his heart. He thought of the Northeast , At the beginning, we were bombarded by the artillery fire of the American Armed Forces, and we saw bullets raining down, blood and flesh flying everywhere. Our melee weapons couldn't answer that kind of violence and ferocity.At that time, everyone from the commanders to the soldiers thought: One day, we will have long-range cannons, and how exciting it would be to bombard them for a while!It is for this reason that when we collected dozens of incomplete cannons abandoned by the Japanese Kwantung Army from deep mountains and old forests, they were tattered and tattered, but as soon as they went to the front line, the infantry soldiers cheered enthusiastically. "Look! Our big guy's head is coming!" "Look! Our big guy's head is coming!" Now, look, there are brand new and shiny American cannons, with long muzzles lined up, olive green It was so gratifying, Qin Zhen thought to himself: "It is said that the Americans supported the Kuomintang, but in the end, they supported us. We are now a well-equipped American military force! History always draws conclusions in this way fairly!" Humorous smile.He walked up to the cannon-firing horses, all of them fat and vigorous, as if they were conscious of being inspected, and they looked bright.Qin Zhen, who has always loved horses, was really happy to see it. "People say that artillery is the god of war. Now, it's time for the god of war to open his mouth..." But whether artillery can exert its power depends on people, so he turned his attention to artillery.From the queue, he saw a big, round, burly, and vigorous soldier. He tilted his head and commented: "It's really a typical gunner." Just look at his big, thick hands and arms, and you'll believe it. When the bloody battle was in full swing, it was not a problem for him to load hundreds of shells at one go.Qin Zhen asked him: "What's your name?" "Yue Dazhuang." His voice was so soft that Qin Zhen had to ask again. It's funny how inconsistent this man's appearance and name are with his character, he's as shy as a big girl, and blushes when he speaks. "Listen to the accent, you are from the south, when did you..." "I came from the Liaoshen Campaign." He blushed even more. "Well, we need southern soldiers very much now. You adapt to the southern environment and are convenient for fighting in the south." Qin Zhen saw the U.S. on the green ammunition box. S． A, a few letters, said with a slight smile: "Don't paint it out, keep it as a souvenir!" Yue Dazhuang smiled, simple yet clever. Qin Zhen thought: "Some fighters show their bravery on their faces, while others hide their bravery in their hearts." He admired this soldier very much, and he felt that he belonged to the latter category.He looked at those hands again, and he couldn't help shaking hands with him. He felt that the other's hand was so solid and huge, and his own hand was like cotton in that grip, which aroused his unwillingness to show weakness. He squeezed it tightly with all his strength, and then squeezed it again, and he has kept this artilleryman in his heart ever since. The sun was gradually rising, and the bright red sunlight made the ground hot. The final military parade began. When Qin Zhen stood in the middle of the Daping field, led by Chen Wenhong, and the troops marched in front of him line by line, Qin Zhen was deeply satisfied with the results of Chen Wenhong's strict management of the army.When walking, the legs protruding forward are neatly brushed. From this end, the head is as neatly cut as a knife. One leg is lowered, and the other leg is raised. The trousers are well-proportioned and beautiful like waves. After the review, a military meeting above the division level was held in the military headquarters, and specific deployments for departure, marching, logistics supply, and combat were made. Coming out of the military headquarters, Army Commander He Chang, Army Political Commissar Hou Deyao, and the leading cadres of each division sent Qin Zhen out of the house. Qin Zhen drove a jeep and drove around the whole Hankou City before returning to his residence.Are you excited about going west to take part in the showdown?Was it the reviewing troops that satisfied him?He was always happy in his heart.The elevator rumbled him up, and he returned to the house from the stormy day, feeling cool and comfortable, very pleasant.He wiped the sweat from his brow, threw off his military uniform, and looked around.He sat down on the wicker sofa and rested his right arm on the table.屋内已经整装就绪了，原来挂在吉普车里那些东西，回头又要挂到吉普车里去了，只是多了一件东西，那是丁真吾特地捎来的美军蚊帐。这是一九四七年夏季作战时缴获的战利品。他很喜欢这个东西，一直带在身边，不但夜里睡觉时遮挡蚊虫，白天遇到苍蝇众多的地方，他就坐在帐子里办公，此番南下作战，当更用得上了。丁真吾想得多么细致，这东西来得多么及时，一刹那间对自己亲爱的人确实发出感激之情。他对这个洋房本来没有什么好感，不过，几十年戎马生涯，在秦震身上养成了一种特殊的习惯，这是那些平平稳稳在自家度过一生的人所无法领会的，——在这家人马棚里度个雨夜，在另一家灶房下听一夕西风……征战的人没有固定的家，而千千万万的驻地又都是他的家，哪怕住上半夜，临别之际总浮起一种惜别之情，总是低徊环顾，不忍离去。他常说：“在这儿留下我的呼吸，留下我的体温，也就留下我的生命……”现在，他到阳台上站了一阵，然后，缓缓走到浴室外小屋，在槲木桌旁坐下，他轻轻喟叹了一声，打开皮包，取出纸笔给丁真吾写了一封信：“你收到信时，我已不在武汉，在哪里？你从报纸上看到华中前线哪里战斗激烈我就在哪里，老丁呀！仗没多大打头了，我的军人生涯也该告一段落了，我们也老了。我希望将来种几亩果园，盖一间瓦房，就算享受和平的幸福了。”听一听，这就是一个将军的巨大的奢望呀！在他对革命的给予与索取之间，是存在着多么大多么大的差距呀！ 小陈打来一饭盒饭菜。 日本饭盒、美国蚊帐，这两件东西联系在一起，他不禁哈哈大笑说道： “这也是美日联盟啊！” 小陈给他说的也噗哧笑了。 As night falls, the lights come on. 一辆小吉普和一辆中型吉普悄然开到一处僻静的码头。 为了不惊动人们，为了不让人们相迎相送，当千家万户陶醉在幸福的灯光中，他们这支为了解放这个城市而跋山涉水，露宿街头的军队悄然而来又悄然而去了。江边靠近码头，飘荡不定地泊着几只火轮。秦震借着昏黄的灯光，看到战士们正在鱼贯登船，保持着肃静，只听到鞋底声和挂包、水壶偶尔的磕碰声。何昌、侯德耀和几个师的干部在码头上等候秦震，他们聚会一起之后，等部队登船完毕，两辆吉普车开了上去。秦震上船之后，转过身来，站在船舷边扶着栏杆獠望。这时整个汉口一片灯火通明，他突然听到江汉关上响起钟声，洪亮的钟声仿佛擦江面刮过的微风一样送了过来。滔滔长江给岸上灯光照得波影粼粼，极远极远的西天上有一小片晚霞，像将要熄灭的火焰，还闪着一片鲜亮动人的红色。