Chapter 6 Chapter Three Longdong Plateau (1)

Early in the morning, the brigade headquarters held a cadre meeting.At the meeting, the head of the brigade said: a new campaign will be launched.When Wang Chengde and Zhou Dayong returned to the company after a dismissal meeting, the sun was hanging on the mountain line to the west. The two of them rummaged through the notes they took during the meeting at the brigade headquarters for a while, and then asked the secretary to use four pieces of hemp paper to draw a simple map of the distribution of the enemy's forces in northern Shaanxi, and prepare the company for battle. Used during mobilization meetings.

The branch committee members, party group leaders and squad cadres who participated in the meeting all came.They were all handsomer: neatly dressed, with bright faces; the belts at the waist and the lacing around the legs were regular. Wang Chengde said: "Comrades, there is going to be a war!" His voice was very low and he spoke very ordinary. However, this sentence was like a magnet, which immediately attracted the soldiers' emotions, vision and attention.The faces of the soldiers became brighter and more vivid, and their dark eyes shone with seriousness and enthusiasm.In the blink of an eye, various emotions and thoughts flashed in everyone's heart.Tiger Wang stood with his back against the wall.He looked at the small smoke pot next to his mouth, as if "there is going to be a war!" He didn't hear the words at all.In fact, not only did he hear it, but he also had a lot more thoughts in his heart than others.During the battle in Panlong Town, he was the first to climb Jiyumao and became a famous hero in the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia Border Region.At the victory celebration meeting of more than 50,000 people in Zhenwudong, he sat shoulder to shoulder with Comrade Zhou Enlai and Deputy Commander Peng on the rostrum; he was also elected to the presidium.Is it a joke to be a big hero?It is necessary to add merit to merit.But what merits did they make in this army operation?He thought of consolidating the troops, he thought of asking for the toughest tasks, and he thought of someone in his class who was timid in battle and often got blisters on his feet when marching... Hey, how many things should there be!Ma Quanyou, when he heard "there is going to be a war", he *#踥/oo rushed to stand up, and his heart burst into flames.He felt that if he wanted to fight a war, he would leave immediately, and fight as soon as he got there.When fighting, it is best to use the bayonet; if it is too late, the heart will explode!Besides, he will take ten prisoners in the next battle-this plan is proposed by himself to the party branch and promised to be completed, and he must keep his word.As for Li Jiangguo, he was eager to show his determination; he wanted to challenge, but he wanted to challenge Ma Changsheng, an old man.Ma Changsheng twisted his neck and pursed his lips, his face darkened; he didn't look at anyone, his eyes fixed on his own face stubbornly.He was full of anger and wanted to quarrel with someone.Who is he mad at?Get mad at yourself.Look, there is going to be a war, but there is a sick soldier in my class, and that soldier fell sick because he didn't care enough.Only Sun Quanhou, the old cooking squad leader, looked strange. When the instructor spoke, he grinned, smiling like he was full of joy.Because during the battle in Panlong Town, he got two marching pots from the enemy, which were both light and large.From now on, no matter where you go, you don't have to beg people for borrowing money!No matter what kind of battle it is, just go to the edge of the sky, don't worry about the cooking team-there is a pot, no matter it is thick or thin, it will always make comrades eat hot.

Wang Chengde said: "Comrades, look, the whole posture of the enemy is like this: after Hu Zongnan's main force came back from Suide City, it was here near Yan'an!" He moved his finger to the old west of Yan'an on the map, and said : "This is the Longdong Division of the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia Border Region. The 100th Brigade of Ma Bufang in Qinghai... and the 81st Division of the Majia Bandits in Ningxia... occupy our Longdong Division." He read a lot of place names and designations.Then he pointed to the place near the Great Wall in the northwest corner of Shaanxi and said: "This is the three-sided division of the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia Border Region. There are five or six regiments of Ma Hongkui bandits from Ningxia occupying our area." The Eastern Division and the Trilateral Division drew a big circle, and said: "In March, when Hu Zongnan attacked Yan'an, the Ma family bandits from Ningxia and Qinghai sent troops to occupy us when we were too weak to fight Hu Zongnan. These two divisions. For a long time, they have been clearing and suppressing this area, killing people and setting fires, and the common people are suffering too much! Comrades, the enemy's formation is like this. Let's all sum it up first and see how the next battle will be fought." Ma Quan Someone said: "Let's not care what kind of Ma family bandit he is. He is a vegetable in the basket, and he will be dealt with sooner or later. Let's focus on fighting the Hu Zongnan bandit first."

The squad leader of the sixth squad said: "That's right, to capture the thief, first capture the king, and then get rid of Hu Zongnan." Li Jiangguo took the man aside and took a step forward, saying: "Forget it, comrades! Do you fight on your own will? How to fight should be decided according to the enemy's situation. Our eyes are dark on the enemy's activities and plans, and it is useless to discuss it in the Year of the Ox and the Year of the Horse!" Wang Chengde said: "It's still an old story. Chiang Kai-shek's life is getting more and more difficult. He wants Hu Zongnan to end the Northern Shaanxi War as soon as possible, and then draw out his troops and send them to other battlefields."

Ma Changsheng muffled, talking as if sitting in an urn: "It's easy for him to come, but it can't be that simple if he wants to leave! Let Hu Zongnan try!" Zhou Dayong interjected and said: "Yes, the enemy knows that if we don't destroy our army, we will smash his pot. In this way, the enemy has a conspiracy to destroy us." Li Jiangguo said: "What kind of conspiracy is not a conspiracy? That set, we've seen it. Hu Zongnan has nothing in his stomach, he is an idiot! " Wang Chengde hung the four large hemp-paper maps on the wall, and said: "The south of Yan'an is the Guanzhong Division of our Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia Border Region. Hu Zongnan wanted his team from the Guanzhong Division to attack north, and the troops from the Longdong Division The bandits of the Ma family attacked eastward and cooperated with the main force of the horse bandits in Yan'an to encircle and wipe us out in this Ansai area. Look, how aggressive the enemy is planning to fight!"

A platoon leader said: "Hu Zongnan's troops are huddled together, and we can't do it right now. Now let's deal with these bastards of the Ma family, and teach the enemy to encircle them." Zhou Dayong said: "That's right. The enemy wanted several of their sub-units to advance separately and encircle us here. But we didn't wait for him to move, so we beat him dizzy first. In this way: first, we shattered the enemy's encirclement plan; second, we smashed him piecemeal before the enemy could be screwed together. "One squad leader said: "Going westward from here to the Longdong area, you have to walk three to four hundred miles, and you have to go through the big forest; if you go to the three sides of the division, you have to go through the desert!"This also has to be estimated. "

Ma Quanyou said: "Don't talk about climbing the mountains, drilling through the forests and crossing the desert. We are not afraid of the Party Central Committee asking us to go to the sky to help the working people turn over; if they are afraid, what are they called Communists!" Li Jiangguo said: "Drilling through the forest and crossing the desert can't scare people, but I don't agree to go to the Longdong District and the Trilateral District. Let's clean up Hu Zongnan first and let the Party Central Committee and Chairman Mao return to Yan'an. The Party Central Committee We feel uncomfortable if we cannot return to Yan'an with Chairman Mao!"

Zhou Dayong said: "We can fight mobile warfare around Yan'an, but we can't move far away! Comrades, what kind of military thinking is this?" Wang Chengde said: "What if the superior decides to fight in the Longdong Division?" Ma Changsheng said: "Then resolutely implement it!" It was stuffy in the cave, no one spoke and no one made a sound.Wang Chengde propped his chin with his fist, and blinked suddenly. Zhou Dayong put his hands on his waist, looking at this and that.He got angry and said: "Comrades, why can't you make any sense at all! We can't just look at northern Shaanxi and Yan'an, we have to look at the whole country, we must have a strategic mind!"

After Zhou Dayong finished speaking, everyone was muttering about what they said.At this time, Wang Huo squatted quietly in the corner, thinking about something.Like, his biggest wish is that people don't pay attention to him. Li Jiangguo yelled: "Tiger, speak up! Zhuge Liang is among the three of us. After discussing it, we will understand the truth. Talk up, tiger!" Wang Huo stood up slowly, lowered his head, kicked the stones on the ground lightly with his feet, and said: "If the superior decides to carry out the Longdong Campaign, we will risk our lives to carry it out; if the superior has not yet decided, let everyone come up with ideas." , Discussion, then... How long will it take for Yan'an to recover?... Comrades, I can't make up my mind!" He smiled uncomfortably, and closed his eyes again, trying to figure something out.

Wang Chengde said: "Comrades! The superiors have decided to carry out the Battle of Longdong. We marched to the Longdong division to fight against the Ma family bandits. At present, we have put down Hu Zongnan, the main enemy in the Northwest battlefield. In fact, we are putting him down. The restraint became tighter. Because the enemy is afraid that we will go out from the Longdong area and poke into their rear. Therefore, when we move, Hu Zongnan must follow us... Besides, we used piecemeal methods to kill one of Hu Zongnan's accomplices. Knock out one by one, then Hu Zongnan will be isolated, and it will be easy to fight. Speaking of the enemy still occupying our Yan'an, it doesn't matter, anyway, what the enemy wants is a place, and what we want is victory..." After the meeting, Wang Chengde sat down On the threshold, holding his head in his hands, his heart was hot and hot.Zhou Dayong stood facing the wall, pounding the wall with his fist.Suddenly, he turned around and said: "Today's mobilization meeting for combat did not come up with a name! You are so fucking useless, you can't do any job well, and you always have lumps and bumps! Old Wang! Let's do it again!" Convene the branch committee and start all over again! I don't believe that there are still bad things in the world!"

The third day of the first battle mobilization meeting after the first company was held--May 21. At night, the wind did not blow and the grass did not move, and a round of bright moon hung in the sky, illuminating the valley like daytime. The ravines and river channels around Zhenwu Cave in Ansai County were crowded with troops from the Northwest Field Army that were about to be dispatched.The soldiers gathered in the Sichuan Road, and apart from a slight cough, nothing could be heard.The mules carrying mountain cannons in the river channel stood row by row without calling.They also seem to understand that special silence is needed now. When the troops were about to leave, Wang Chengde received an order from his superiors: to go to the Yellow River with several cadres from the political department of the regiment to bring trained recruits to replenish the troops.Zhou Dayong said: "Old Wang, I said that there is no big difference between the work of the instructor and the company commander, but you are still arguing. Look! Isn't the work of the company commander and the instructor now resting on my shoulders?" Wang Chengde said: "What are you calling for injustice! I will be back in a few days." The troops set out, as usual, it was so crowded at the beginning!Soldiers, folks in the stretcher team, war horses, mules with pack guns... came from south to north, crossed in and out, seeming to be chaotic and out of order.Until the troops have traveled more than ten miles, it will be neat: this road is in this ditch, that road is in that ditch, and people flow from different roads to a common destination.At dawn, the ranks of the troops are booming, and the barren mountains and cold ditch have become lively and lively.Along the ranks of the troops, every five or six hundred meters, there was a propagandist from the political department of the division or the political department of the regiment, speaking loudly to the soldiers about the significance of the new campaign and the matters that should be paid attention to during the march.On the hillside and beside the road, every thirty or fifty steps, there is a slogan or picture that encourages the soldiers to march.When the soldiers went up the mountain, they could hear the propagandists beating gongs and drums on the top of the mountain, and shouting through the microphone: "Going up one mountain after another, we are iron-legged heroes..." The ranks of the companies were even more lively: some Some soldiers told stories and jokes, some said allegro, and some sang folk songs. At noon, the troops entered a Dachuan road. Zhou Dayong walked in front of the ranks of the first company.He looked ahead, and in front of him was the ranks of troops stretching into the distance.Looking back, there is a line of people who can't see the end behind them.The road turned with the mountain, and the ranks of troops also flowed forward in a zigzag manner.He felt that he was a drop of water in this stream of people, a cell of this great organization.If he leaves the whole, his life is over.He doesn't recognize most of these many people, but their joy and sorrow are his joy and sorrow; they are his comrades and relatives.He also felt that the ranks of troops are like a big chain, and his company is just a small link in this chain, but it is also an indispensable link.Whether one of these many links is strong or not depends on one's work.He feels that the burden of responsibility is heavy, and the work is not strong enough, and he feels anxious and ashamed.But he turned around and thought, and there are battalion commanders, instructors, regiment and brigade heads... and platoon leaders, squad leaders, and soldiers. As long as he works hard in this strict organization, he will learn Endless things, endless happiness.He looked up suddenly, and the troops in front had already stretched into the Montenegro forest.two The soldiers marched overnight and for two days.One day, when the sun was about to press down on the mountains, the troops camped in the uninhabited forest. The soldiers leaned on the big trees and used the branches to build small sheds for sleeping.The cooking team started cooking, and puffs of smoke came out of the forest and stretched into the sky.The red clouds in the sky in the west painted the treetops red.There are all kinds of birds calling in the trees, like singing in a competition.Yellow thorn rose, exuding fragrance.There are small flowers that cannot be named all over the place, some are red, some are yellow, some are blue, some are red, they are really beautiful. In the ditch, the artillerymen were drinking their cattle.Some artillery soldiers took off their clothes, bathed and sang in the small stream of water in the ditch; some soldiers chased around the tree trunks for fun.A cavalry communicator walked up the hill with his hands behind his back, his horse following him.When he squats down, the horse stops; when he runs, the horse keeps up.He whistled, and the horse shook its head and stamped its hooves rhythmically, as if performing something to its master.He threw himself on the ground and said: "Lie down!" The horse also fell down; his head was resting on the horse's head, and his hands were still gesticulating, as if he was saying something interesting to the elf horse. matter. In the forest, the joyful laughter of soldiers is everywhere; the majestic singing is everywhere: "We are the children of workers and peasants, we are the armed forces of the people..." The guards used branches to build a shed under a big tree for the head of the regiment.This hut is much more luxurious than the huts of the soldiers: three sides are covered with sheets.Wei Yi, chief of staff of the regiment, sat cross-legged in the shed where the regiment chief lived, talking with his younger brother Wei Gang. Wei Yi touched his left leg, the wound under the knee of his left leg hadn't healed yet.He said: "After I was wounded in the battle of Yangmahe, I lay in the hospital for a whole month. Now I have finally caught up with the army! In the future, I will be wounded, and I am willing to sit on a stretcher and move forward, but I will never go there again." The bed was pressed in the hospital. Lying on the bed, I was always thinking about the army, and my heart was like frying oil! This time, I happened to be in time for a war. I am so lucky! Wei Gang, what’s the matter, is your company working very hard? Are you still taking the risk? Do things with enthusiasm?" Wei Gang folded a twig in his hand, and said angrily: "I only have a brute strength, and I have no other abilities. The work can only be done like this!" Wei Yi looked at his younger brother affectionately, he liked him from the bottom of his heart.He felt that he was too young and had already received too much praise; there were not many people who could not stand the praise.He said: "It's okay to have only a brute force? I heard that you don't want to do political work, but some simple military work. It's strange!" Wei Gang felt that his brother had misunderstood him, and said quite aggrievedly, "I mean, I don't want to be an instructor, I want to be a commander, for example, a platoon leader is also fine." Wei Yi said: "This idea is not bad, but why don't you want to be an instructor? Too much trouble, isn't it? " Wei Gang tapped lightly on his leg with a branch, without making a sound, as if he was full of complaints. Wei Yi took out a few books from the saddlebag and said, "I bought these books for you in Shanxi. No matter how busy you are, you can never relax in your studies." Wei Gang put the book under his armpit, stood up and was about to leave. Wei Yi asked: "Do you want to leave?" "I still have a job." "What else do you need?" Wei Gang stepped out of the shed and said, "I don't need anything!" Wei Yi walked out of the shed, caught up with Wei Gang, and walked side by side with him.He asked, "What's the matter with you?" Wei Gang held back for two or three minutes before saying, "Your view of me is not comprehensive!" Wei Yi smiled, looked at the countless towering trees, and said: "Wei Gang, what should I say? During the battle, I saw you bring the soldiers up, and I usually see you making achievements in your work." , I am happier than others. But why do you have to be seen by others when you do something big? We don’t make a sound about our achievements. Wei Gang, no matter how great our achievements are, we don’t need to show them to others, because that’s within our duty.” With his arms folded on his chest, he stared at the birds returning to their nests on the tree. Sparrow thought for a while, and then said: "I often think that even if I single-handedly wiped out tens of thousands of enemies and made great achievements, but this is nothing compared to the hard work of the party's education and the cause of communism." ? Wei Gang, do you agree with me?" "Is this statement still wrong?" Wei Gang's voice became calm. After Wei Gang strode away, Wei Yi still stood there with his hands on his waist for a long time.Thinking of his younger brother, he shrugged his shoulders slightly and said to himself, "It's too young!" Li Cheng, political commissar of the regiment, came up from the hillside below.As soon as he approached the shed, he saw Wei Yi recruiting a few staff officers who had just returned from the company to report on various situations during today's march.He thought: "Wei Yi's legs are so fast! I saw him in the second battalion half an hour ago, and he came back to the regiment headquarters in a blink of an eye." Li Cheng saw that the shed was very small and there were too many people crowded inside, so he squatted under a big tree. When Wei Yi saw the political commissar, he shrugged slightly and smiled.Political Commissar Li also casually raised his hand to greet him. Li Cheng, political commissar of the regiment, was tall and had a thin face.No matter who saw him, they would feel that his muscular body seemed to store inexhaustible energy. Li Cheng opened the small diary on his lap, thinking about it while reading it. When the troops crossed the Yellow River in March this year, he and the political commissar of the brigade went to the "army building conference" in the Jinsui Army Division.He had been away from the army for three months and felt that he was a little unfamiliar with the situation in the army.Therefore, during the five days he came back, he spent all day talking with cadres and soldiers in each battalion and company.He must have a detailed grasp of the situation of the troops, especially the ideological situation. He repeatedly analyzed the various situations he learned, and saw that with the development of the war, political workers were faced with heavy tasks.That's right, the fighting spirit of going forward bravely and full of confidence is very strong.However, the struggle is now particularly difficult: in this sparsely populated place, large corps are fighting and have no houses to live in; food is scarce, and soldiers are often hungry and full; marching long distances, crossing mountains and mountains all day long; , complex and frequent.Therefore, those weak things are exposed!Li Cheng thought of a few people that the Youth League Party Committee had discussed.Although the erroneous thinking of these people manifests itself in various forms, it boils down to this: bowing to difficulties and shrinking back.He stood up and looked around for a long time, then raised his right fist to his chest and struck down, saying alone: ​​"Fire at these bad thoughts! Even if these bad thoughts are just a little bit, Get rid of it too, get rid of it completely!" Li Cheng's actions showed that the tense fighting life not only wears away the details of people's usual behavior and attitude, but also wears away people's slow, weak, hesitant temperament.It makes people act vigorously and decisively, and their temperament is straightforward. Li Cheng walked through the bushes and walked to the campsite of the Political Department of the regiment. The telephone of the Political Department was placed under a big tree.An officer of the organization unit was talking on the phone with the instructor of the second battalion.Another officer, looking for some materials in the file box.A security officer wearing short-sighted glasses, sitting on the grass with a pistol between his legs, is interrogating a spy who has infiltrated the army.There was a young man lying on the ground, drawing pictures to encourage the soldiers to march tomorrow.On the file box next to a big tree, there was a mimeographer who carved tabloids lying on his stomach.Most of the articles he engraved are allegro, poetry and "jingle".The mimeographer fell asleep with his head resting on the back of his hands.Li Cheng walked lightly to the opposite of the mimeographer, squatted down, moved the steel plate, stencil and stylus over, helped the mimeographer engrave a short section, then shook his head and said alone: ​​"I also carved steel plates when I was a propagandist. , but my engraving skills are far worse than this kid!" He looked affectionately at the mimeographer's child-like cheeks, which were white and transparent from the sun. Li Cheng walked towards a big tree.Director Yang of the political department of the regiment there has called a dozen cadres for a meeting. The cadres in the political department of the regiment were all sent by Director Yang to each company when they marched every day.They marched with the soldiers, helped the company work, and understood the thoughts and emotions of the soldiers.Every day, after the troops camped, they would return to the political office of the regiment and report to the political commissar and political director of the regiment what they had learned.Li Cheng is very concerned about this kind of "report meeting", and every team attends it. Report from the mission chief.The Sixth Company, he said, had created a new way of encouraging the spirits of soldiers on the march. Director Yang looked at the words written in the notebook and said: "Commander Gao, if you go deep into the company to understand the problems, it will enrich the work of our political department. Comrades, what are you doing! With you guys going deep into the company , There are many invisible lines connecting the regiment party committee and the soldiers!" He raised his head and saw Li Cheng standing beside him.He also said: "Political commissar! You came a step late, and you didn't hear the report from Chief Gao!" "Wonderful! It connects the regiment party committee and the soldiers!" Li Cheng said to Chief Gao while thinking, "Tell me again!" Li Cheng lowered his hands and lowered his head slightly, looking at something beside him.After listening for a long time, he said: "Director Yang! Let Chief Gao and the instructor of the Second Battalion go to the Sixth Company to learn about this new method from beginning to end. After careful study, it has really been proved that it is an effective method. , then ask the instructors of the second battalion to give a report to the first and third battalions, so that everyone can learn this method." Director Yang said: "Here, it's safer to do this." Then another publicity officer reported.His face looked handsome and intelligent.He took out a small notebook and looked at it, and said: "Director Yang, I understand the situation of the fifth company: the soldiers are very tired, and their spirits are not too high, and one or two cadres in the squad are also frowning..." Li Cheng glanced at the propaganda officer and asked, "What's the reason?" "I don't know...their instructors don't seem to have much to offer!" Director Yang asked, "You, who represent the political organs, what advice did you give them?" "I, I'm too tired to breathe. I..." "Don't talk about you, let's talk about Wulian's situation!" "I'm afraid there's nothing left!" Li Cheng said word by word: "Don't say anything, I'm afraid, I'm afraid, just be sure!" The publicity officer panicked, and looked at the officers and workers sitting left and right, as if asking for help.He said, "I think there's probably nothing more..." Li Cheng's face was frozen, and his heavy eyes were on the propaganda officer.He said: "Forget it! Who knows what you said in a long article! I don't want you to report on the situation of the Fifth Company, but first please find out why you are so sad?" He stared at the propaganda officer for a long time, Said: "It's strange, the hot company life is reflected in your mind, that's it! According to you, how do you explain the heroism of the soldiers marching day and night, fighting hard? You can't see those who are sick and insist that they are not sick. Is it the same person who inspires others to help others when their feet are ground to blood? We know that not everyone is strong and has the ability to make difficulties intimidating. For these people, the work that should be done, The battalion party committee has already made specific arrangements. You'd better stay in the fifth company for a few more days, and breathe in the righteousness of the soldiers. This is good for you now, and good for you in the future." He took a few steps forward, stopped step, looked back at the propaganda officer, and said: "One time our brigade political commissar told me: Strictly speaking, if you don't have any new feelings in a day's life, then your day is considered to be very muddleheaded." ;If you don’t feel the constantly emerging thoughts that push you upwards, or if you lose your keen sense of new things, then your brain is going to dry up! I think these few words are very useful to you usefulness." Broken black, the tree branches are covered with bright stars.In the forest clearing, the cooks lit piles of fires.In the darkness, the majestic shouts of sentinels came out from time to time.Sometimes Li Cheng asked the sentry soldiers by the woods, sometimes chatted with the cooks in front of the fire, and sometimes gave instructions to the trainers or instructors. Li Cheng was standing against a tree trunk.The birds on the tree fluttered and flapped their wings, as if they were not used to the sudden lively life in the forest.Li Cheng's guard stood under a tree. He really wanted to pick up a stone and throw it at the bird's nest, but he was afraid of disturbing Li Cheng's thinking.what!What are the political commissars thinking?Perhaps he is listening to how the forest breathes at night?In fact, the political commissar was listening to the soldiers speak. "Everything is meritorious! If you have no objection, you will give Ning Jinshan a credit." This is the voice of Wang Huhu, the squad leader. "Liang Shide should also be credited. He helped others carry guns during the march, and helped the cooking team carry water when he stayed in the camp...." "No, Liang Shide stepped on the crops of the fellow villagers during his march today. This is a great mistake. Tell me, why do we fight? For the benefit of the people. But if you step on the crops of the villagers, doesn’t it damage the interests of the people? As a revolutionary fighter, he feels like an awl in his heart because he has done something wrong to the people. But Liang Shide Not confessing this matter in front of everyone, this is not high class consciousness!" "Don't pull the quilt and mess around with the felt. You will be credited for your merits, and you will be credited for your demerits. These are two different things!" "It's amazing! Why are they two different things?..." Li Cheng listened and thought about it without moving.As he had experienced a thousand times in his combat life: there were many precious thoughts in the words of the fighters.These thoughts are shiny and concrete, as if you can reach out and touch them.It has become a habit for him to investigate and study, to see and listen everywhere, and to think and analyze all these.He lives and breathes with the soldiers, and it seems that he can't stop for a minute. Through his investigation and research, he can comprehend some major issues from the phenomena of daily life.He saw and listened everywhere, and he could keenly feel the movement of thoughts from the faces, glances, laughter, and insignificant words of the soldiers.It often happens that he passes by the gate of a courtyard where a company headquarters is stationed, and sees a soldier standing there in a daze.He went to the company headquarters and said to the instructor: What kind of thoughts does the so-and-so person in the first class have.Once the instructor did the research, it was really good.Sometimes, he suddenly told the instructor of a certain battalion on the phone that there was a soldier named in which company and squad, and a letter came from home.The letter said that his mother died of illness, and you should comfort that soldier well.The cadre who answered the phone was very surprised when he heard these words: I didn’t see a political commissar in the camp today, how could he know these things? As long as there is an opportunity, Li Cheng is always willing to move his bedding to the company.Because he lived with soldiers, he could clearly feel their wisdom, ideas, requirements, and wishes flowing into his mind.The various things that flowed into his mind were complicated and chaotic, but all of them quickly changed and became organized in his mind.Sometimes, Li Cheng pretended to be full of questions and couldn't grasp the essentials for a while, but a certain sentence from a cadre or soldier raised his head, and everything became clear at once; Out.At this moment, he got unexpected happiness from others.This mood made him more energetic at work. Zhou Dayong flashed over from a big tree.Li Cheng asked him what he was doing?Zhou Dayong said that he just finished the branch meeting, and now he is going to talk to a soldier about some problems. After Li Cheng asked about the mobilization situation of the first company, he said: "Comrade Zhou Dayong! It is not enough for you to tell the soldiers that we are fighting for ourselves and must complete the mission. Our soldiers are not ordinary soldiers. They They are all revolutionaries and military strategists. Therefore, we must not only let them know that our cause will surely win, but also let them know how to achieve victory. In this way, they will have an indestructible confidence in victory. In the past, we only A bit of educational work has been carried out piecemeal, which is not enough. Zhou Dayong, during the march, you should use every minute to explain our combat principles to the soldiers in a simple and vivid way with examples from our actual combat. Of course, this matter must To do a good job, the whole regiment must organize a good study, but we can’t wait until everything is ready to do the work. We can’t wait, just do it, if you can’t do it big, do it small, and do as much as you can.” Zhou Dayong remembered that before the troops set off, at the battle mobilization meeting of the company, he had taken a detour because he didn't think about these problems.Political Commissar Li had just returned to the army, but he raised this question right from the start! At this time, two soldiers climbed up the hillside.The two of them, tired from walking, sat on a fallen tree trunk, smoking and chatting with laughter. "I will report your father's letter to the company commander, and the company commander will report it to the political commissar, then you will feel better!" "You deliberately oppose me! I didn't crush your son to death. The political commissar's eyes are so sharp! If you don't talk too much, maybe he will find out at any time. Really, we two have a very good relationship, please cover up!" He grinned. "Don't be afraid! I won't give you any publicity. But, to be fair, you silly boy, it's just too annoying!" "Now this peasant who has turned over is very angry! My father wrote at the end of the letter: Son, I look forward to it during the day and at night, and I can't wait for a word from you for half a year. If you don't write a letter to my family, I will write it." Letter to criticize your political commissar. What does he do? How does he guide my son... My heart is pounding, he must be serious..." Someone interrupted in the dark: "Niu Zicai, your father is right. He I should be criticized, he has the right to criticize me." Ho!The voice of political commissars.God knows, he overheard the whisper!The two soldiers jumped up as if they had burned their heels, and stood at attention, both surprised and amused. Li Cheng asked, "Have you not written a letter to your family for a long time?" Niu Zicai seemed to be suffocating something, begging and begging: "I have crossed the Yellow River... Crossing the Yellow River... until now, not a single word..." Li Cheng said: "Come, come, sit down! " Two soldiers sat next to the political commissar.Zhou Dayong stood opposite them. Li Cheng said: "Zhou Dayong, sit down and listen too. Coincidentally, this unreasonable thing happened in your company." He turned his face and asked Niu Zicai: "Why didn't you write to your family? The reason is probably that there are frequent battles." , marching nervously, busy! Tell me?" Niu Zi just touched the gun, and his shoulders moved, as if a mosquito had got into his shirt, and his whole body was itchy but not easy to scratch. Li Cheng said: "Your family is a household, and if you think about it, your father was either a long-term worker or a poor peasant." Niu Zicai said: "My father has been a long-term worker for more than half of his life. During the land reform, my family was allocated nineteen acres of land." Li Cheng looked at the stars in the treetops, patted his knees lightly, and said: "The working people pooped and pissed, and pulled their children out of poverty. When war came, they sent their children to their own army For them to raise the children of heroes, the Chinese people will be grateful to them from generation to generation. Who will forget them for a moment? Not to mention their own children. Flesh and blood! Your father expressed his dissatisfaction with our political workers in the letter. I heard that, and I felt bad... Hehe, I am still a political commissar, who knows!" He looked at Zhou Dayong who was standing by the tree, Ask: "What do you mean?" Zhou Dayong said vaguely: "We are also responsible!"He felt that political commissars were always beating around the bush to shift the focus of criticism on him. Li Cheng said: "When we messed up the matter, we slapped our chests and shouted: I am responsible. What is my responsibility? It's an empty talk!" He turned around and asked Niu Zicai: "You don't write letters, and your family complains." Who? Blame the Communist Party. Pay attention, comrade! Even these small private matters are related to the prestige and cause of our party! You haven’t thought about these major issues. Is that so? It’s okay to have different opinions. " After a long pause, he stood up and said, "A person who acts unreasonably is not a good revolutionary fighter. Niu Zicai, write a letter to your family as soon as you camp tomorrow." remember! " After the two soldiers walked away, Li Cheng and Zhou Dayong walked around like walking in the woods.Li Cheng's cigarette was shining brightly.The wind blows the leaves hissing.In the air, there is the scent of wild flowers in the mountains.Flocks of geese croaked and flew across the sky.Li Cheng said: "It's really nice here! After the war is over in the future, maybe we will come here to do construction. At that time, maybe we can still see these small sheds we are building now." Zhou Dayong said carelessly: "That's right!" In fact, he didn't care to pay attention to the singing of birds, the fragrance of flowers, or the construction in the future.The matter of Niu Zicai's letter disturbed his pure state of mind again.What the hell have you lost your mind?I roll with the soldiers all day long, and I just can't see some problems.李政委一来，那些自己看不见的问题又偏偏跳出来露丑！周大勇那颗年青而要强的心，让一种强烈的责任感攫住在审问。 李诚感觉到周大勇的心情了。他说："你还在想牛子才的家信？很恼火吗？嗬，同志！指挥员、政治工作人员，要像父母亲一样爱护、关心战士。这样，万千劳动人民的父母，把子女交给我们带领，才会放心。看来，牛子才家里来信的事，你根本不知道。" 周大勇秉着他爽直的性情承认："不知道！" 李诚说："好干部连他的每个战士睡下说什么梦话，怎样磨牙统知道。好的干部是战士思想情绪的体温表。你注意到了没有？咱们在老乡家里驻扎，老乡的女人抱着个吃奶的孩子。那孩子咿咿呀呀说话，咱们什么名堂也听不出，可是那位母亲全听清了，而且很有味道地和她的孩子谈话。有时候，老乡的女人在院子里筛麦子，突然，她跑回去给她刚出月子的孩子加件衣服。我问过老乡的女人：为什么突然要给孩子加件衣服？她说，她觉着她的孩子需要加件衣服。瞧！原来母亲和孩子的感觉是相通的。一个干部应该是最好的母亲！多想一想，周大勇。生活中到处可以学习，去，该睡觉啦！" 李诚和周大勇谈罢话以后，穿过树林，踏着地下厚厚的落叶，朝团首长睡的棚子里走去。远处的森林里有一种什么鸟儿，用柔和而清晰的声音，在不停地歌唱。近处，有流水声，有唧唧的虫叫声；有萤火虫在飞窜。猫一样大的小兽，从身边窜过去，嗖地爬上大树。树上的鸟儿扑噜噜地飞起，冲撞着树的枝叶。李诚停住脚步很有趣地望着树梢，静听着。three 西北野战军，不分日夜地钻森林、上山翻沟向西挺进。 团政治委员李诚，在行军中不是按照一般习惯：首长骑着马走在部队前头，有时候往后传两句什么命令。他总是这样：部队开始走开了，他和团长赵劲骑着马在部队前边走，走上五六里路，他跳下马闪出队列站着。过来一个教导员，他叮咛几句话。再过来一个指导员，他又喊："为什么你行军中一定要跟在连队尾巴上走呢？反正是走路嘛，一面走，一面就找个战士谈话。这样，一天你不就可以和五六个人谈过话吗？要你们做工作，你们总说没时间，行军的时间就是指导员做工作的全部时间。"有时候，他也加入到某一个连队行列中和战士们谈话，听他们的心思，看他们对上级作战意图了解的程度。走上一阵，他又闪出部队行列，站到那里，一个一个告诉那些做政治工作的干部：今天行军中应该做些什么工作。一直到他这个团走完，他又骑上马赶到本团队伍的最前头。然后跳下马，又站在那里，又给一个个干部吩咐事情，布置、检查工作。 有时候，李诚的警卫员和饲养员，跟着他上来下去地奔跑。他们好不满意啊！ 饲养员对警卫员说："四二号来回跑个啥子哟！" "跑啥子，他的事多嘛！" 警卫员趁空对李诚说："四二号，你这样来回跑，会把身体跑垮的。再说，我们来回跟上你跑……"李诚说："谁叫你们跟上我跑呢：你们只会叫苦！叫苦！" 警卫员再没敢往下说，可是心里嘀咕："我哪里是为我叫苦啊！" 饲养员看说话的机会不可错过，他赶紧插了一句，说： "四二号，我拉上马跟直属队走，你骑啥子哟？" 李诚把手一摆，边走边说："好呀！骑马，骑马！上级为什么给我一匹马骑？因为我是政治委员应该骑马吗？不是，同志！上级给我发一匹马，那是叫我骑上它少消耗一些体力，多用一些脑筋；上级要我这个骑马的干部顶两个三个干部工作。因此，行起军来，我不能老是压马。同志，懂了吗？" 一天，部队行军五十里以后，停下来作半小时的休息。李诚，像往常一样：抓紧时间，立刻召集来七八位干部。他简单明了地问："你们的单位半月前补充的新解放战士，今天行军中有什么思想反映？" 有的干部很具体地说出了一些重要问题。有的干部说： "情绪很高，没有问题。" 李诚对那些能具体地了解战士思想情绪的干部，巧妙地称赞几句。对那些说"情绪很高，没有问题"的干部，就非常严厉地批评："简直不能容忍！你整天跟战士们一起生活，而不知道他们的思想情况，这算什么政治工作者呢？没问题？那你可以睡大觉啊！同志，只要有工作就有问题。好啦，这里有一位老师。"他扭头对一个指导员说："请你把刚才给我谈的话，再对大家讲讲。" 那位指导员说："以前我的工作情形是这样：喜欢使用那老一套的简单办法：部队临出发的时候，我站在队前问：完成今天的行军任务有信心没有？战士们喊：有信心！我便满意了，认为自己要做的工作做完了。可是工作中常出毛病。我们教导员帮我总结领导方法的时候说：你要让战士们对上级的作战意图或行军任务真正心里有底，那就不是队前简单地讲几句话便能解决问题，而要仔细切实地做工作。这几天我改变了工作方法。比方，刚才我和我连一排长谈话。他说： 他们排里的战士们情绪都很高，没有问题。但是我深入一步研究，就发现第一排有不少战士在说：马家的队伍落后得很，连迫击炮也没有。我们在延安周围作战，缴了胡宗南很多大炮，这次我们打仗不用费劲，炮把敌人一轰垮，便冲上去了！这就是说，还有些战士有轻视敌人和过分依赖炮火的思想。 " 一个瘦高个子的指导员说："这种思想有是有，不过只是个别的人……""个别的？"李诚接过来话头问。"多奇怪的想法啊！同志，要是百万大军中有一个人的想法和我们的奋斗目标有抵触，那么，我们就要耐心艰苦地做工作，使大家齐心。不做艰苦的工作，光说不可战胜，那是一句骗人的空话。"他深沉锐敏的眼光，慢慢地从这个干部脸上移到那个干部的脸上，察看他们的思想活动。"同志们，团党委指示：一个政治工作者他应当了解全连每个战士，像了解他的五个手指头一样！…… 这指示中列举了很多具体办法。这些办法是集中了全团人的智慧订出来的。可是我们有些同志，愿意把它挂在口头上，而不愿意真正地掌握它。 " "前进！前进！"战士们转述着指挥员的命令，部队又继续向前移动了。 李诚站在部队旁边，战士们从他身边流过去。他扭头看后面那长长的人流。他在那么多的指战员中，远远地就认出了周大勇。 李诚在天气黑洞洞的夜行军中，本团部队从他身旁过去，他从那行军速度的急缓上，能识别出每一个连队。部队宿营的时候，他住在房子里，窗外走过一个人，他从脚步声就能听出那是谁。 李诚第一次看到一个新战士，他就问清他的名字、成分，并且观察他身材、脸膛上的特点，还在心里默写着这问到和看到的一切。他要牢牢地记住他。因此，全团有一个月军龄的战士，李诚就可以叫起他的名字；有两个月军龄的战士，他就能说出他的出身、年龄、籍贯、一般的思想表现；说到老战士，那他连他们的脾气、长处、习惯、立过什么功，都能一清二楚地说上来。有时候，在夜战中，一个战士负了重伤，筋疲力竭，突然，李诚在黑暗中喊那个战士的名字，鼓励他几句。那个战士便获得了生命和气力，从血和绝望中勇敢地站起来了。 现在，李诚远远地就认出了周大勇，并不是他看清了周大勇的模样。他是从那结实高大的形样和走起路跨大步的姿态上，感觉到那是周大勇。 周大勇气昂昂地上来了，李诚跟他肩靠肩朝前走去。 李诚对周大勇这浑身每个汗毛孔里都渗透着忠诚和勇敢的干部，是打心眼里喜欢的。他觉得，在整一年的人民解放战争中，周大勇变得老练了。 周大勇的米袋搭在肩上。现在他是连长又是指导员，所以除驳壳枪以外，他还背了一个挂包，为的是装党内文件和各种材料用。他看来总是精干、利索的。 李诚问："后天我们就可能进入战斗。战士们情绪怎么样？" "很高！" "好高？谈谈，你做了些什么具体工作？" 周大勇讲：党支部怎样研究上级打好第一仗的意图，战士们怎样讨论，他又和谁作了个别谈话。 李诚想："嗯，他的确做了不少工作。"又问："你觉得你们连队，在进行战斗动员的工作上还存在什么问题？" "No." 李政委看了他一眼，停了好一阵，声音低沉地说："没有这两个字，你是经过仔细思考的吗？你对自己的任何话，一说出口就准备负责到底吗？" 这一问，倒把周大勇问愣了。 "嗬！我们要求万众一心，可是一个连队就该有多么复杂！ 你们连队，共有九十七个人。这九十七人来自天南海北。他们当中，有工人、农民、有新战士、老战士；新战士里头有解放战士有翻身农民……思想水平不同，出身不同，性情不同，战斗经历不同……而你要把他们的思想统统集中到战斗上来。战斗，对一个战士提出了最高的要求。想想，你对每一个人该要作多少工作呀！ " 李诚的话，给周大勇的心里放了一把火。在先，周大勇觉得本连队战斗动员工作做得还凑合，目下，又觉得工作中问题又挺多，心里有点着慌。 战士们哗哗地前进，前边不断地传来命令："跟上！""迈大步跟上！" 李诚和周大勇肩并肩向前走。他走得很快很稳，低着头。 他脑子像重机关枪连发那样紧张地思考事情。一个骑兵通讯员，顺着部队行列上来，递给他一封折成三角形的信，李诚拆开看了一下，装在衣袋里。他问："有些战士对背米袋子的事很恼火！是吗？" 周大勇想了一下，说："嗯，新战士特别恼火！" 李诚说："我刚才听见李江国用山西小调唱： 我的米袋四尺长， 这就是我的大后方， 不要说是背上累， 有粮就能打胜仗。 " 周大勇笑了，说："我早就听见了。编编唱唱这一套是李江国的拿手好戏！" 李诚说："你听见了？那你为什么不让全连战士跟他学着唱这个歌呢？拿战士们的话教育战士们，这不是很妙的教育方法嘛？"他指着周大勇肩上搭的米袋，问："它搭在你肩上和搭在战士们肩上有什么不同？""政委，没有什么不同，都是一样沉！" "不。周大勇同志！我们常常是希望上级给我一套工作办法，却不在自己身边的生活中去找寻工作办法！" 这一说，让周大勇脑子里又兜起了很多问题。他望了望政治委员那锐敏而深思的眼睛，思量政治委员的话。 "你让你肩膀上的这个水袋子，发挥更大的作用吧。"李诚从口袋里掏出刚才接到的信，说："李干事给团政治处写来的这封信，应该立刻传给全团的干部看。信里头说，各连队的新战士对背米袋的事都有意见，可是九连的新战士不但没有意见而且乐意背。因为九连指导员给战士们讲话的时候，指着自己肩上的米袋说：同志们背米袋累，我也很累。但是我为什么还要背呢？他就向新战士解释：自古以来打仗都是兵马未动，粮草先行。可我们呢，新兵补上了，想给新兵发的武器还在敌人的仓库里；部队行动了，要吃的面粉还在西安胡宗南的面粉公司。我们必须背三天粮食，不背就要饿肚子。他还把他在战争中体验到的事实--米袋、干粮袋如何救了我们命的事实，讲了那么几段，然后发动老战士们也来向大伙儿讲。周大勇！我想，这些办法可能比我们干巴巴地讲一通道理强得多。" 周大勇心里豁然亮了，脸上喜盈盈的。他真恨不得一把握住政治委员的手，说几句亲热的感激的话。 李诚说："这些办法，你可以试试看。不过实地做起来，就不像说话这样不费力气。"他边走边筹思什么。猛然，他偏过头，瞅着周大勇说；"费力气？费力气又有什么？党把你选拔到领导工作岗位上来的原因之一，是因为你有超过平常人的精力。一般人身上发出的力量只能带动一部机器，你身上发出的力量就要带动十部机器。同志，想想，你要没有无穷无尽的精力，怎样能发动战士们高度的战斗意志，使他产生压倒一切的威力呢？" 李诚跨上马，把马的缰绳一扯，回头说："周大勇，脑筋是个伟大的东西，但是不去思想，它就会像那路边的石头一样--没有多大用处。" 李诚催马顺着队伍行列向前面跑去了。马蹄扬起的灰尘，遮住了他的背影。 周大勇不眨眼地望着那马蹄扬起的灰尘。他想：啊，自己和这样的人并肩踏着征战的道路前进，不是一种很大的幸福嘛？有一种感情在他胸中回荡。它不像人们打了胜仗以后的那种欢乐，也不像当了英雄出席庆功会那样高兴，这是一种把人推向思想高处的更严肃更深刻的感情。 部队从遮盖天日的森林中，日夜行进。弯弯曲曲的山路又窄又陡。黑压压的山头，一个刚移过去，一个又横挡在战士们前面。