Chapter 7 Chapter Three Longdong Plateau (2)

One day, the troops entered a Dachuan road.The Majia cavalry who invaded the Longdong sub-district had trampled here, so there were no people in the distance, and it was desolate.In the rice fields in Chuandaoli, wormwood grew.Only the clear river water is still flowing eastward in the grass. The soldiers rested on the green grass. Li Cheng stood on a mound and looked around. He saw that the cadres of the political department of the regiment, the political staff of the battalion and company, the committee members of the branch, and activists were all active.Some of them explained to the soldiers, some read newspapers to the soldiers, some "visited the work methods" to the brother company, some introduced their work experience to others, and some were talking with certain people. ... Li Cheng thought: If the Youth League Party Committee is the brain of a person, then these people are the nerves of the whole body.This regiment, relying on this complete and sophisticated organization, and relying on these people who work desperately, has become an invincible whole that is always full of vitality.

He walked from one company to another, chatting with the soldiers for a while, and studying with the cadres for a while, as if he didn't let a minute of free time slip past him gently. When the soldiers saw the political commissar of the regiment, their eyes shone with joy.They like their political commissar from the bottom of their hearts, and they especially like to listen to his speeches.Because the speeches of the political commissars are not only logical and reasonable, but also lively and interesting.He seems to have a lot of keys suitable for everyone, and he will skillfully use this key to activate everyone's heart orifice.No matter what the occasion, when he looks at people, everyone feels that his gaze penetrates into people's hearts again!Indeed, in the eyes of regiment political commissar Li Cheng, everyone's heart is a small world.Like a scientist, he often carefully examines various flickering thoughts and psychological activities in every corner of this small world.

Li Cheng walked up to a company and saw a young deputy instructor leading the soldiers to discuss issues.He stood there with his pipe in his mouth, gazing at the lovely faces of the warriors and listening to their charming voices. "You see the Yellow River as a line! I still can't come up with ten or eight discussion questions? Come on, let me ask a question first: Why are we sure to win?" "I have a question: Big man, why did you ask to join the Communist Party?" "I ask a question: Why do we want to enter a socialist society in the future?" "That's right, it's a family of 15 who are talking all over the place, and a whole bunch of questions have been raised! Let's discuss it now!"

Li Cheng listened to the speeches of the soldiers, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.Of course, some soldiers understand complicated issues a little easier, but these children of workers and peasants, they know a little bit of truth, or even a sentence, then this little truth, this sentence, becomes their flesh and blood, and they are given to the people. With their infinite strength, they can support them to fight day and night; no matter how difficult life is, no matter how frequent and cruel the battle is, they will never lose heart and never give in. The soldiers of the first company sat on the grass.When Zhou Dayong saw the political commissar approaching, he shouted: "Stand up!" The soldiers stood up with a clatter and saluted the political commissar.Zhou Dayong stood in front of the soldiers, looked at the political commissar excitedly, as if saying:

"Look, the fighters are all good!" Li Cheng nodded and told the soldiers to sit down. Zhou Dayong reported to Li Cheng: He just used his time to hold a party member meeting of the whole company; now comrades are discussing the current national war situation. Li Cheng and Zhou Dayong sat shoulder to shoulder on the grass.He asked: "Zhou Dayong, last night, our troops suddenly turned around and headed south, and then turned west. How did the soldiers respond to this?" Zhou Dayong's eyes shone with innocence.He said excitedly: "The soldiers are all in high spirits. They all said, this time, we will smash the pot of the Ma family gangsters!" Li Cheng asked: "The soldiers are very happy; the troops suddenly turned around and moved forward, are you right?" Happy?"

"What's wrong with me? I'm happy!" Li Cheng said: "You should be happy. But when I was walking with your company last night, I heard a new soldier from Shanxi say: This time I will go to Gansu!" Going further and further away from my home!A newly liberated fighter from Gansu said again: But the closer we go, the closer we get to my home!There are all kinds of discussions, have you listened carefully? " Zhou Dayong felt that the words of the political commissar were a bit bad.He said, "Listen." "What trick did you hear?" "No."

Li Cheng said: "Well, no! The problem lies in this again. Comrade! You not only need to listen to the soldiers' conversations, but also carefully distinguish among the many voices: which pitch is high, which pitch is low, and which pitch is strong." That sound is weak. Otherwise, it’s as if you didn’t hear it. It’s true that most soldiers are in high spirits, but you shouldn’t be blindly happy because of it. I think most people are in high spirits because they are about to enter the battle. There is also such a person who has other ideas. A person who is a leader cannot replace the emotions and thoughts of the soldiers with his own emotions and thoughts. I seem to have said these words to you a hundred times yesterday! Did a soldier in your company cry at night?"

"Yes, there is a soldier in the fifth squad who cried when the troops crossed the river in the south!" "Where is he from? When did he join the army?" "People from Henan, join the army for five or six days." "why cry?" "He heard people say that the troops were going to Gansu, and he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the pain." Li Cheng looked at Zhou Dayong, but didn't say anything.Pointing to the soldiers who were singing, laughing, and talking, he said, "What do you hear the soldiers say?" Zhou Dayong pricked up his ears to listen.

"Our China is really amazing: mountains, plains, forests, rivers... Look, we can get what we want, no wonder the US imperialists are so jealous!" "That's right! Without people like us, wouldn't the American imperialists be able to take whatever they want? With us, they would stare blankly and have nothing to do. Otherwise, why are Truman and Chiang Kai-shek so angry when they see us?" The soldiers talked to each other, talking about the plateau in eastern Longdong, the mountains in northern Shaanxi, the dark forests and the magnificent rivers; some soldiers also talked about local dialects and sang folk songs and ditties from various places.

Li Cheng said: "Zhou Dayong, listen, the soldiers speak so well!" "What are the political commissars talking about?" Zhou Dayong couldn't figure it out. Li Cheng said: "Zhou Dayong, have you seen it? Sometimes you start a fire, and the fire is smoking, and you poke it, and it burns a big flame. We people, " He pointed to the fire, "It will fuel the hatred of the warrior class even more!" Four After sixteen hours of continuous marching, the troops camped. There will be a staff meeting in half an hour.Li Cheng sat cross-legged on the edge of the fellow's Kang, with his elbows on his knees and his hands on his chin, thinking about something.Suddenly, his stomach growled.He asked himself: "Haven't I eaten?" If he didn't mention it, he would have a fever when he mentioned it.

The guard said dissatisfiedly: "As soon as you camped, you turned around and went to the company. Let me find it!" He pursed his lips and muttered: "Who knows if you have eaten?" Li Cheng frowned, looked at the guards, and said, "Comrade, you've been fighting against me all day long, hey!..." He couldn't find the right words to "train" him.Because, in all fairness, the guards are good comrades with a strong sense of responsibility. "Go! Tell the cook to give me anything to eat. Be quick!" As soon as the guard left the door, Li Cheng remembered something again.He jumped off the kang and walked out. He walked quickly and steadily, with his head down, as if he was thinking about something while walking.After a while, I was sitting in the cave dwelling where the first company was stationed again. Zhou Dayong stood against the earthen wall of the cave dwelling.He didn't like the company headquarters or the correspondents who ran in and out.Political Commissar Li also criticized him yesterday: It is easy to replace the thoughts and emotions of the soldiers with his own thoughts and emotions.But today... I can't do any work smoothly!Annoyed!Annoyed!He really wanted to hit his head with his fist.Li Cheng stared at Zhou Dayong.Two stern rays of light shot out from those eyes, shining in Zhou Dayong's heart all the time.He asked, "Is there a deserter in your company?" Zhou Dayong was stunned for a moment.Hey, the news of the political commissars is really well-informed!Someone's desertion happened 20 minutes ago, and before I had time to report it, he was going to pursue the responsibility!He said, "Just now there was a deserter, but he was caught." The implication is: it's the same as not running.He spoke in such a tone to ease his uneasiness. Li Cheng got off the kang, put his hands on the edge of the table, looked straight at Zhou Dayong, and said: "Run away and catch back, these are two completely different things. I'm going to discuss the matter of running away with you now. That soldier's name is Yin Gendi? Probably right. I talked to him once during the march yesterday, and Now, I told you what I thought of the soldier. Now, tell me, why did he desert?" The dull air, laced with disturbing silence, flowed around them like a wave. Li Cheng's words made Zhou Dayong very annoyed.One day is so busy that the sky is dark, the superior can't see, and they just ask you a bunch of questions!It took him a long time to figure out how to answer the question.It wasn't until the political commissar asked again that he said, "It's still an old problem. Some soldiers listened to other people's nonsense: Longdong has high terrain and lack of water. It's so hot that it's so, so some people are afraid!" Li Cheng said: "Afraid? There will always be people who are afraid. If there are no people who are afraid, why do you need Communists?" Zhou Dayong said: "Anyway...after the instructor leaves..." He didn't know what he was muttering, he just felt very uncomfortable and wronged. "What? The instructor packed the organization of your company's Communist Party into a bag and took it away." Li Cheng smiled, and he deliberately eased the tense atmosphere and made the conversation easier. "Get all the branch committee members of your company!" Branch members: Wang Huhu, Ma Changsheng, Li Jiangguo, Ma Quanyou, and Sun Quanhou stood in front of the political commissars. Li Cheng's heavy eyes moved from this person to that person.He looked at each one carefully, as if he was seeing them for the first time. Zhou Dayong's thick black eyebrows twitched twice, and he played with the leather cord on the handle of the pistol with his hands.Wang Huo looked at his nose, half-smiling but not thinking.Ma Quanyou stood there upright, maintaining an upright posture.The scar on his left cheek was red, as if he was ready to fight with someone at any moment.Ma Changsheng's straight neck was slightly crooked, his chin was retracted, and he stared at the wall with bull-like eyes.He remained stubbornly silent, as if even an iron rod could not pry his mouth open.Standing behind Ma Changsheng, Li Jiangguo shrank his neck and stuck out his tongue secretly, blinking his eyes flickeringly.Although Ma Changsheng's thick and short body was quite broad, it couldn't cover the tall Li Jiangguo.Li Jiangguo moved behind Tiger Wang, and drew something on the tiger's back with his finger.Sun Quanhou, the head of the cooking team, kept wiping his hands with his apron. He seemed to be here on orders while cooking. Everyone panicked, waiting patiently for the political commissar to speak, as if the first sentence he spoke was the most unbearable. Li Cheng was familiar with the individuals standing in front of him.He is familiar with the location and history of Zhou Dayong's six gunshot wounds, two gunshot wounds, and two bayonet wounds.He is familiar with every earth-shattering feat of Wang Huohu, the iron man who shocked "Jin-Sui" during the Anti-Japanese War--a combat hero who is well-known in the Northwest battlefield today.He was familiar with how Ma Changsheng's neck would become straight after being injured in that battle.He is familiar with Ma Quan's unyielding fire-like temperament; he is also familiar with the scars on his face, which are the marks left when he stabbed the enemy in that battle.After that battle, Ma Quanyou was so shaken in his head that he kept shouting repeatedly for three days and three nights: "Stab it with a bayonet! Stab it! Stab it!" Li Cheng is more familiar with the gray-haired Sun Quanhou, how he said weakly when he was in a coma due to illness: "My...my... marching pot!" Millet, how to pick them up one by one.I’m also familiar with it. In the winter of 1941, the troops lived by the Yellow River. They had no oil, no vegetables to eat, and even less food. In order to improve food for the soldiers of the first company, sometimes, Lao Sun was in the middle of the mill, hungry and cold, and passed out on the ground, but he got up, rested his head against the wall for a while, and pushed the mill round and round. The mill turns.Not only did he not tell people about these hardships, but he also took time to go up the mountain in the middle of the night to carry charcoal and sell it at the market in the morning, earning money to buy lamp oil and paper for the soldiers.People like Zhou Dayong and Wang Huhu are also very familiar with their political commissars.They knew how he suddenly appeared at the front of the line at the critical moment of life and death, giving them inexhaustible energy, and repelling death side by side with them.They remember how he made ordinary workers and peasants like him understand the mission of their class, the way of life, and the meaning of life;They also know that when a political commissar walks with his head down, he is thinking about problems; when he is talking to people, his eyes are staring somewhere underground, which is thinking about things; While thinking about it, Li Cheng said: "There are ninety-six people in your company, but you don't understand many of them, you don't understand them!" His tone was relaxed, not as serious as everyone thought. Li Jiangguo didn't wait for others to speak, and said first: "Ninety-six? Hey, our company has ninety-seven people!" Li Cheng said: "Comrade, it should be ninety-six." "Ninety-seven, that's right." Ma Changsheng said stubbornly. Li Cheng asked: "Didn't one run away?" "Cough, I didn't run away!" Li Jiangguo laughed.He thought: No wonder Political Commissar Li had a stern face, so he didn't know that Yin Gendi hadn't escaped. Li Cheng said: "That's still ninety-six people. The reason why Yin Gendi deserted is that he didn't know why he fought and for whom he fought. Such soldiers cannot be filled, comrades." "Then don't count him!" Wang Huo said slowly. Li Cheng said: "Not counting him? This doesn't solve the problem! I still have a few questions for us to study together." He asked, where is Yin Gendi from?how old?what ingredients?Served in the reactionary army for many years?How is your temperament?After he arrived in the first company, what specific work did the cadres and Communist Party members do to him? ... Everyone gathered together and talked a few words.After all, just look at me and I look at you, my heart is churning uneasily. Li Cheng said nothing. Sun Quanhou gulped down his saliva. Li Jiangguo said: "The cadres of the squad and the committee members of the branch, no one is idle. Ah, this is all nonsense!" Li Cheng said: "Yes, the revolution is a busy thing!" After a while, he said: "Iron battalion sailors, this is for the counter-revolutionary troops. Our soldiers are fighting for the interests of their own class. But why are there still people deserting? The responsibility is on me and on you. Comrades, the party handed over this army to us and asked us to lead it well. But how do we lead it forward? Look, Yin Gendi came to you For three whole days in the company, you didn't even get to know him initially, let alone take good care of him!" Ma Quanyou said: "He just arrived, and he deserted without seeing his horoscope. Gray guy, he must not be a good person!" Li Cheng said: "Why do you say that he is not a good person? When Yin Gendi came to our big family of the company, he did not get the love and love of the Communists, and he did not understand the difference between the revolutionary team and the counter-revolutionary team. "He stood there, looking at the left corner of the wall, his thoughts were racing.After a while, he scanned everyone's face and said: "A company is a very powerful force. Why? Because there is a branch of the Communist Party in the company. But look at the fortress of your company-the branch. Or you may think: It’s not common to run away from someone, so why take it so seriously? Comrades, don’t say run away from someone, even if we drop a bullet, it’s unforgivable to us Communists. You The branch took the time to hold a meeting, starting from this problem to check and see if there are any loopholes in your work. Zhou Dayong will report the results of the inspection to me during the march in the morning the day after tomorrow. By the way, I also want to discuss it with your instructor Zhang Pei. Ask him to take advantage of the gap during the march to hold a symposium on strengthening the troops in your battalion. At the symposium, you will introduce to everyone the experience and lessons you have learned from Yin Gendi's desertion, so as to prevent everyone from having the same nature again. funnel." Zhou Dayong stood aside, his face was gloomy, and his heart was churning like mountains and rivers. As soon as the branch committee members left, Xiao Cheng, a small correspondent from the company department, flashed in. Li Cheng said, "Xiao Cheng, why is your neck always dark?" "Political commissar, don't look at your neck, look at your feet. My feet are so clean!" Li Cheng said: "Presumably, the neck is not very useful for the revolution?" "That's a little bit!" Li Cheng smiled, grabbed Xiao Cheng's shoulders, looked at each other, and said, "You naughty little guy, you got so fat from eating. You probably grew all over your body after drinking a sip of cold water!" He looked at Zhou Dayong and said, "What are you thinking about? Ah, I messed up your mind!" "Political commissar! It's nothing. I feel very uncomfortable and ashamed!" Li Cheng said: "Uncomfortable, ashamed! This is not bad! However, according to me, you still muster all your strength, use your brains, and do your job well. This is the right way. Well, please give me some Eat fast! In five minutes, I have to go back to the regiment headquarters for a meeting. After eating, I’m leaving, and you jump three feet high and scold me: This troublemaker is causing trouble everywhere. Isn’t it?” Zhou Dayong's heavy heart did not ease at all.He said: "No, no. Political commissar, I can't say that the work will be done right away. However, I know what kind of responsibility to work with! Besides..." "What else?" Zhou Dayong said: "Of course, the reason why this soldier wavers is that we didn't do our job well. But some people, who have complained about suffering and received a lot of education, know what class hatred is! ... Anyway, if you wear your lips, you are After all the good words, people are not sincere about the revolution... I really can't figure it out..." He clenched his fists, his face flushed with emotion. "I really can't figure it out. Is there anything better in the world than fighting for the cause of the working people? Even if I lose my blood in the battle tomorrow, I still think that the cause I have chosen is a great one.  …But Some are also half-hearted. I don't know how his brains grow! " Li Cheng looked at the corner of the wall, as if he was gently placing his hand on Zhou Dayong's heart, grasping the beating thought.He said: "Zhou Dayong, you take some things too simply. To become a strong class fighter, one needs to go through repeated training, and we need to do a lot of hard work bit by bit to achieve it. Therefore, you can’t think that you can solve all problems by complaining once and talking a few times. At the same time, it’s not like in a certain movement, everyone has reached the same level. Complaining is just a good thing for soldiers who have just joined the army. Inspiration from the beginning. Hey! You are such a young man!" He stared at Zhou Dayong for a while, and then said: "Don't be impatient: For people with poor thinking, don't punish them at every turn. If a person's self-esteem is knocked down, then this person will become a person who raises one point and puts down a bunch. For people with poor thinking, you should first help him to conduct self-criticism If a person does something wrong to the Party and the people, if he is not sad or painful, then no matter how severely you criticize him, it will have little effect. Make people conscious, even if you punish him. When it comes to the work of your company, then The banner of the model company awarded to you by the Youth League Party Committee is the best explanation. However, you must see the shortcomings and mistakes in your work at any time. The work achievements are there, and no one can take them away. ; but faults and mistakes hinder the progress of our cause!" Zhou Dayong's anxious mood slowly disappeared. He looked at the political commissar, and a powerful force was expanding in his body.Fives Last night, the soldiers groped in the mud in the forest in the middle of the night, but they still hadn't found a distance of 20 miles.At dawn, they walked another thirty miles in the rain.The superior gave an order: rest for half a day. Continuous rain from dark to dawn, and from dawn to dark.The sky presses down on people like a big leaden board.It is foggy near and far, and people seem to be surrounded by clouds. In the forest shrouded in mist, sometimes singing can be heard.The singing seemed to be contagious. Someone singing in one place was followed by someone in another place. After a while, singing was everywhere in the river road up and down tens of miles. ………… We are all airmen, Even if the mountains are high and the water is deep. in the dense woods, Arrange camps for comrades everywhere, on high hills, There are countless good brothers of ours. no food, no clothes, Since the enemy came forward; No guns, no cannons, The enemy made it for us. we grew up here, Every inch of land is our own, No matter who wants to take it, We will fight him to the end! Zhou Dayong came back from a meeting at the regiment headquarters and went to the company.He couldn't stop thinking about the regiment's political commissar speaking at the meeting. Zhou Dayong was drenched all over, with a lot of mud splashed on his trousers, and his feet were bare.He walked under a big tree, wiped the mud from his hands onto the tree trunk, and wrung the water from his trouser legs. He heard singing in the distance, so he sang as he walked, beating the time vigorously with both hands, and accidentally fell down "pacha", which hurt him so much.He got up from the mud and laughed himself. In the most difficult years of the Anti-Japanese War, a people's army had trouble producing here.Therefore, there are many cave dwellings on the cliffs in the forest.Today, the cave dwellings have become dilapidated black holes, and the wormwood outside the cave door has grown more than ten feet high, making it look very desolate! Zhou Dayong pushed aside the wormwood and entered the cave.He shouted: "Comrades, our family is not bad!" The soldiers all chirped and said: "It's not good enough, but it's good!" "Look, Captain, how hot it is to huddle together!" Some soldiers cleaned their guns, some mended their clothes, and some gathered around the fire and talked about food with relish. People from different places said the best food in each place.People call this a "spiritual meal."In this "spiritual dinner", everyone argued fiercely: the new soldiers in the north said that the rice was cold and made their stomachs hurt after eating it, and the soldiers in Hunan were furious when they heard it! Zhou Dayong took off his clothes and roasted them on the fire.He wasn't fat, but he was thick and broad in the chest and back.His two arms are like two thick iron rods. Li Jiangguo sat in the corner to the left of Zhou Dayong, holding two pieces of stones in his hands, and sang while knocking: American guns, American cannons, American military uniforms and American caps, why are they all American products? Because the reactionaries are all made in the United States. The soldiers laughed coquettishly.Someone shouted: "Jiang Guo, show off again!" Zhou Dayong turned his head and was about to talk to Li Jiangguo when he heard a soldier gesticulating with his hands in a low voice and casually saying, "What is the trouble now? Take me for example, when I was fourteen years old, I had to live for others , I endured it for thirteen years! That really weighed my spine! Go out to see the weather, and enter the door to see your face. In May and June, carry the sun from Dongshan to Xishan. In the twelfth winter and the twelfth lunar month, you step on the snow barefoot. At that time , who knows how long it will take until the end? On the other hand, right now, we are about to win, so why can't we endure such a little bit of suffering? Comrades, how is the revolution developing? In the end, those of us who care about seven and a half catties also have a bottom in our hearts!" Zhou Dayong quietly listened to the soldiers talking, and a feeling of excitement aroused in his heart.He huddled together with the soldiers to discuss what the soldier had just said.The sound of passionate conversation came from this dilapidated cave dwelling from time to time. At night, a gust of wind shook the woods and roared, and a gust of dense raindrops rustled the leaves.The howling of wolves and leopards came from the distant woods.Some soldiers were lying on the grass with their guns in their hands; some were sitting by the fire with their heads lowered on their chests and snoring. Zhou Dayong sat by the fire, reading the notes from today's regimental headquarters meeting.This notebook recorded the speeches of Li Cheng, the political commissar of the regiment.Li Cheng's appearance appeared in front of Zhou Dayong again.Zhou Dayong felt that compared to Li Cheng, he seemed to lack something.He asked himself: "Do I lack the energy of a political commissar? Do I lack that sharp way of looking at problems?" "Oh, at today's meeting, Instructor Zhang said: Zhou Dayong, you are imitating every move of our political commissars! Is that true?" He laughed alone. He turned to look at the soldiers.Beside him was a soldier who fell asleep with his face facing the fire, and that face was still smiling in his sleep.Suddenly, the soldier turned around, his mouth squeaking like he was eating something delicious.After a while, the soldier shouted confusedly: "Don't distance yourself--" Another soldier turned around, kicked his foot angrily, and said, "It's hard to sleep, it's really..." Zhou Dayong felt that these Warriors, it's especially cute right now.All these heroic fighters are willing to sacrifice their blood, sweat and lives to carry out Zhou Dayong's orders.Zhou Dayong is familiar with their various tragic experiences and everyone's temperament.I also know among them, which one is good at marksmanship, which one is an expert in bayonet fighting, and which one can rush into the enemy group alone without fear.In the fierce and cruel battles of the past, how many times have Zhou Dayong's blood flowed together with the blood of these comrades!They and Zhou Dayong are heart to heart, flesh to flesh.Their joy is Zhou Dayong's joy; their sadness is Zhou Dayong's sadness.Whoever hurts a single hair of them, Zhou Dayong will fight with his life. A soldier stretched his feet to the fire, probably feeling cold in his sleep.Zhou Dayong saw that his feet were covered with mud.He gently peeled the mud off that foot with a small wooden stick.The heels of those feet had a small opening like the bark of a jujube tree, and the blood flowing out of the small opening congealed into small blood cells.Zhou Dayong found an emergency kit, opened it and took out some cotton.He poured out half a bowl of hot water from the kettle.Use cotton dipped in boiling water to wash the soldier's heels.While washing carefully and gently, he remembered that the troops would continue to march two or three hours later. The sound of rustling rain outside the kiln made people doze off. Zhou Dayong stretched himself, put his arms on his knees to warm himself by the fire, and fell asleep with his head on his chest.He hadn't slept soundly yet, when he suddenly heard someone struggling to crawl towards the fire and gnashing their teeth loudly.Zhou Dayong forced his eyelids to turn up the flames.He saw clearly that the climber was Wang Xiaoqun. After the troops marched in the first half of the night last night, they took a two-hour "big rest", and Wang Xiaoqun went to stand guard.He came back from sentry, wet and cold, and slept by the fire.Before long, he fell asleep and put his feet in the fire.When the comrades heard the cry, they all got up quickly and saw that Wang Xiaoqun's feet were burned by the fire!The doctor treated it and said, it doesn't matter.But after marching in the middle of the night and half a day, Wang Xiaoqun's two feet were completely broken! Zhou Dayong asked: "Xiaoqun, what are you doing when you get up?" Wang Xiaoqun shook his head and hands again, asking the company commander to speak softly so as not to alarm the comrades. Wang Xiaoqun sat by the fire with cold sweat on his head, probably his feet hurt like knives.He thought for a while, as if looking for some excuse, and said, "Commander, I'm so cold that I got up to warm myself up. It's nothing, just sleep." Zhou Dayong smiled, and sat by the fire facing Wang Xiaoqun. Wang Xiaoqun said: "The company commander, the hygienist said that I will be sent to Shanxi to stay at the hospital tomorrow. I must go? Can I not go?" "No." "Commander, then I won't be able to join the battle right away!" Wang Xiaoqun fiddled with the fire with a smile on his face, trying to let the commander know that the injury on his foot was not a problem.But the unbearable pain crept up to his mouth involuntarily.He said: "My concern is that when I arrived at the rear hospital, people said I was disabled and would not let me go back to the company." Zhou Dayong said: "It's ridiculous! You can still be disabled like a good boy? Don't you remember that our political commissar Li often said: If a person's mind is not disabled, he will never be disabled." Wang Xiaoqun said: "Well, I understand. Company commander, why do you keep staring at me? Are you afraid that I will feel uncomfortable? No, my foot hurts badly, but I am very happy when I snuggle with my comrades. Company commander, let me tell you the truth, I won't lie to you! " "Xiaoqun, I am the same: I am happy to be with my comrades, but it is like losing my soul to leave them." Wang Xiaoqun struggled to get up. Zhou Dayong asked: "What are you going to do?" "Company commander, you sleep, don't worry about me. I'll go to the kiln gate to relieve my little hands." Zhou Dayong jumped over the fire and said, "Xiaoqun, come on, I'll carry you. Xiaoqun, don't look at your size, I'm sure I can carry two for a big man like you!" "Company commander, leave me alone. Just carry me to the door, my feet still can't touch the ground!" "Xiaoqun, is a living person still suffocated by urine? There are plenty of ways." Zhou Dayong looked around, jumped over the fire, and brought the small Yangci bowl in his bag.He was glad he had figured it out so quickly.He said, "Xiaoqun, come!" Wang Xiaoqun shook his head and said, "Company commander, it's outrageous. No, I have to crawl out to relieve myself!" "Xiaoqun, I'm sorry? That's weird!" Wang Xiaoqun lay sideways on the ground.Zhou Dayong used a small Yangci bowl to hold his urine.Wang Xiaoqun's face was on fire, and tears the size of soybeans rolled out of his eyes. Zhou Dayong talked with Wang Xiaoqun for a while, and he stopped dozing off at night.He thought of the warrior on the mountain top who was on guard in the rain. When he walked out of the cave, the drizzle was rustling on his face and neck.He heard the low and majestic voice of the sentinel asking for passwords in the distance.In a row of cave dwellings on the left, piles of fires were burning, from which came the snoring of soldiers. Zhou Dayong saw a black shadow, and Hucha Pucha came walking through the muddy water.The black figure suddenly stopped motionless, as if the snoring of the soldiers in the cave had attracted him. Zhou Dayong shouted: "Password!" Oh, it turned out to be a political commissar! Li Cheng said: "Zhou Dayong, it's twelve o'clock now; eat at half past two and leave at three o'clock!" Zhou Dayong said: "I know." Li Cheng said, "What are you doing standing here? When you sleep, you have to sleep well and take care of your body, comrade!" Zhou Dayong asked: "Ah, you just want others to take care of your body! Why don't you sleep when it's so late at night?" Li Cheng said, "Me?" He smiled. "My unfortunate watchman made a fool of himself: he insisted that I sleep in a shed made of branches, and I had just slept when the wind blew the shed down, and the bedding was soaked. I thought: Is there The fighters here are just as stupid as I am: I can’t live in a shed without a cave dwelling. I came to you unknowingly after thinking about it.” Drenched in rain, the soldiers climbed up to the Longdong Plateau after marching through the high mountains for more than ten hours.Compared with northern Shaanxi, here is a different world.At this time, the peach blossoms and apricot blossoms in northern Shaanxi have just bloomed, and the big yellow wind that blows every year at the beginning of spring has not stopped until now.It's a bit hot at noon, and I can't do without the padded jacket from morning to night.But on the Longdong plateau, the wheat shoots are all yellow, and the weather is sunny after the rain, and the heat immediately surrounds people.There are rolling loess mountains everywhere in northern Shaanxi. Although the terrain here is high, it is still flat at first glance.The soldiers are happy: it is much easier to walk here than in northern Shaanxi.In fact, the plateau is divided by vertical and horizontal ditches, and when walking, we have to constantly turn over the ditches.Seen from a distance, the ranks of troops moved on the plateau for a while, disappeared for a while, and appeared on another plateau after a while.This way up and down over the big ditch, many soldiers got blisters on their feet.The ranks of troops are getting longer and longer! The troops entered a dilapidated small town and gathered together to rest. Li Cheng, a political commissar of the regiment, heard that the soldiers were not singing very well.This shows that the soldiers are too tired and their mood is a bit dull.He asked the mission chief to command the troops to sing a song, and walked in front of the soldiers with great interest, shouting: "Comrades! There is good news." The soldiers all raised their heads. "We've added a lot of cannon! We're going to win big!" The soldiers wiped the rain from their faces and stared at the political commissars.Some soldiers even cast excited glances at each other. "But many of our comrades have blisters on their feet, and they can't walk anymore. The cavalry depends on the horse and the infantry depends on their feet. If you can't walk, you can't win the battle! People with blisters on their feet raise their hands." All of a sudden, more than half of the whole group raised their hands. Li Cheng asked: "Comrades, are you in a big bubble?" The soldiers replied in unison: "It's huge!" "Is there a small one?" "Have!" Li Cheng said: "That's right. As the comrades said, the big bubbles are called howitzers (bubbles), and the small bubbles are called sixty guns (bubbles). Some of you have one blister on your foot, and some have several blisters." A bubble, so our regiment has at least two thousand guns (pao). We have more than two thousand guns and haven't won a big victory?" The soldiers laughed, and the laughter drove away all fatigue.Their spirits were refreshed, their faces were alive, and some fighters were happily leaning against each other. Li Cheng said: "Comrades, I saw the feet of ten soldiers from the Sixth Company just now. Really, their feet are broken. It's really disgusting!" He pointed to the soldiers of the Seventh Company and shouted: "Seven in a row stand up!" A row of soldiers stood up with a clatter. Li Cheng asked, "Why is it so difficult to walk?" The soldiers in the seventh company and the first row replied: "Report, because too much walking today!" "Report, the march is too fast today." Li Cheng asked the soldiers in that platoon to sit down.他向全团战士喊："同志们，七连一排的同志们说的话多半不对。（战士们低声笑了）大家脚上起了泡，并不光是走的路太多，而是我们肩上担子重。你们一路上唱歌：脚踏着祖国的大地，背负着民族的希望……对呀！我们背负着六万万人的希望啊！想想看，这个担子重不重？重。好吧，如果有人向同志们建议：把这担子减轻点，你们愿意吗？" 战士们一哇声地喊："不能减轻！我们甘心情愿担起这个担子！"嘿！一千几百人的声音变成一股声音吼起来，震得山摇地动；连那天上的黑云彩也像吃了一惊，急急地飞驰而去。李诚说："对，完全对。同志们！问题已经解决，我的话也该收住啦！可是你们愿意听，我再来讲一个故事，一个很悲痛的故事！" 李诚指着五连队列中的一个战士，喊："张有年！" 张有年站起来，战士们眼光都盯着他。 李诚指着张有年讲起来。张有年贫农成份，家里共有四口人：父亲、母亲、他，还有一个妹妹。去年五月间保长借着查户口就强奸了张有年的妹妹。第二天他妹妹上了吊。张有年气得在家里跳起来骂，保长就连夜把他绑起"卖了兵"。张有年的母亲急得死过去好几次。张有年的父亲眼看一家人死的死、散的散，怄气在心，第二天就上县衙门告状。保长给县长写了一张二指宽的条条：张屯儿欠他三年租子不但一颗不缴，而且还抗"军粮军款"。县长按照保长说的这个罪名，把张有年父亲张屯儿押在监里，是死是活，至今还下落不明。羊马河战斗，我们把张有年解放过来。 ... 李诚一提张有年的事情的时候，有些战士站起来了；眨眼工夫，全团人都站起来了。大家都盯着政治委员，默默不语。当李诚讲到最后的时候，突然，有巨大的声音爆炸似地轰响起来： "打倒封建势力！" "打倒蒋介石吃人的政权！" "摧毁万恶的旧社会！" 有很多战士，一面流泪一面喊。因为，类似这样悲惨的事情，战士们有的人经历过，有的人比政治委员还知道的多。周大勇坐在战士们中，政治委员开头说话的时候，他就挺直身子定定地望着他，雨撒在脸上，他也没觉着。 政治委员讲到张有年的遭遇的时候，他忽而紧张地拧眉头，忽而气愤地睁大眼；最后，他产生了一种想去立刻厮杀的复仇心情。 李诚说："同志们，我们背负着劳动人民的希望呵！因此，我们行军中，想起这些受煎熬的劳动人民，就会忘记自己的脚痛。同志们要记牢：我们向前多走一步，劳动人民就少受一点罪。好！我的话讲完了。最后问同志们，像你们这些人民英雄，还怕什么疲劳、还怕什么脚痛？" 战士们齐声高喊："我们什么也不怕。" 李诚说："对。没有顽强的行军，就没有顽强的战斗。像五连六班战士刘有成说的一样：山高没有我们的脚底板高，山大没有我们的决心大。同志们，这才是英雄气概。好汉们，前进吧！马上要打仗了！" 战士们踏着泥水在前进。部队行列中，扬起高昂的歌声，充沛着渴望战斗的热情。six 太阳向陇东高原上喷火。路上的烫土发烧。蝉儿耐不住热，在草丛里、树枝上，不歇气地叫唤。 高原下边的川道里有一条小河。这小河是绕着环县城流下来的。河边有一簇簇小树林子。树下的荫凉地里，有些个战士在开会。河里有些个战士边洗澡边打水仗，他们欢乐的喊声，远处都能听见。 周大勇从河边走上来。他穿了件刚洗过的粗布衬衫，两只袖子卷在肘子上边；提着一条手巾。 周大勇在陇东高原上，经过近一个来月的行军打仗，脸色黝黑，筋肉更结实，精力也更旺盛了。他迈着大步往连部走，看来又健壮又愉快。他经过一棵棵的大树边的时候，总要停住脚站一站。天空飞过的小鸟，起劲地叫："旋黄，旋割！" 他以为那鸟儿在树上叫，就抬起头眯着眼，在树下转圈圈。他想从树叶的空隙间，瞧瞧那叫"旋黄，旋割！"的鸟儿是什么形样。瞧了半天不见踪影，他拣了块石头扔上去，也不见鸟儿飞起来。他没奈何地走开了。边走边回头看，心想：最好晚上爬上树去捉一只。可是，它晚上准在树枝上住吗？说不定它晚上在麦地里钻着哩；那鸟儿一定鬼的很！ "孩儿，你就有这份闲散心肠！来，吃一碗凉面！"周大勇走进连部驻扎的院子，听见有人叫他，回头一看，是房东老太太。她端一碗凉面，站在那里，笑嘻嘻的又和善又亲热。老太太说："你又要说不吃，是不是？我的大小子土地革命的时光就当了红军，这阵还在咱们队伍上哩。你住在我家，就跟我儿回来一样啊。你再要虚情假意地说不吃，我就要把你赶出我的门。看你敢不敢！" 周大勇满脸稚气，调皮地瞪大眼，说："老妈妈，你说服不了我的肚子！刚吃了晌午饭，肚里连口凉水也添不进去。饭不吃，情分我可领啦！" 老太太恼啦："这才叫领空肚子人情！你不吃就不吃吧。 从今向后，不管你也不管是你们连部的人，都不准帮我们担水呀，劈柴呀，割草呀！你们谁来动手做活，我都不答应！ " 周大勇贴着老太太的耳朵说："老妈妈，王指导员回来，我们一道去你家里吃饭，只要你能管得起，我就吃十八碗！" "那就好！" 老太太看周大勇衬衣上有个钮扣吊着。她从针线包里拿出个针，说："孩儿，我给你缀两针。"她边缀边说："孩儿，瞧你这四棱四整的个子，机灵的眉眼，你办工作定是能行的！" "能行？好你老人家哩！瞧，瞧，老妈妈，那是你家的公鸡吗？嘿，多俊样啊！怎么我在这里住了好几天，都没有看见它呢？" "孩儿，你没看见它，它可看见你啦。我说，你们该不会再走了吧？" "这可说不上来！" 老太太说："你们要开走了，丢下我们这老的小的不管，咱们毛主席晓得了，能跟你们了得？"她缀好钮扣，用牙咬断线，说："前些日子，人都慌啦！我谋划：咱们边区是咱们共产党的老根本，还能白白地叫敌人占去？没过几天，你们就开来啦，叫人喜欢不尽！" 周大勇想，自己从小失去了家，失去了爹跟娘，可是到处都是自己的家，到处都是关照自己的爹跟娘。他心里流动着愉快幸福的感情。 老太太走开好半天，周大勇还坐在那里。他背靠土墙，眯着眼，拔了根嫩草在嘴里嚼着。老太太刚才给他缀钮如的动作跟说话的神气，唤起了他孩童时期的生活印象。 那天是端午节，是他交十岁的生日。家里刚分到田地，还分到几件土豪劣绅的衣服。娘的心绪特别好，就把分到的一件细布长衫给他改做成一套衣服。端午节的先一天黑夜，他就乐得睡不稳，第二天天不明就爬起来，穿上新衣服。娘还给他胳膊绑上了红布条，说这算是一个红军了。他乐得连粽子也不想吃了，连雄黄酒也没喝，像脱缰的马一样，跑出了门，就跟一帮小孩子在池塘边用泥巴打仗。眨眼工夫，他那身蓝臻臻的衣服，倒让泥染得花里胡哨了。越玩兴头越高，他跟孩子们比赛爬树，他*#踥/oo踥/oo地爬上爬下，新衣服扯得稀烂。 回去，娘一看，躁啦，把他按倒在地，一阵好揍啊！他性子强，躺在院子里从前晌哭到后晌。娘把他的衣服洗了，坐在院子里缝补。娘又不忍心看他哭，把他抱拢来，边补衣服边讲故事。 那是多美的故事啊！说是在过去那老远老远的年头，有个会作法念咒的活神仙，神通广大。他能呼风唤雨，也能旋转天地。能伸手摸着天，也能变成个指头长的小鱼。庄户人不晓得他的能耐。得罪了他。有一天，他抓了一把草往河里一扔，啊呀！都变成了鱼。庄户人都跳下河去摸鱼，末了，误了收庄稼。过后，人们知道了他的本领，有什么事都求他。那活神仙有一副好心肠：有人求他帮助，他慷慨相助。有一年，天上没雨，河也干了，庄户人活不了，都求他来搭救。他把自己的手指割破把血朝空中一洒，大雨唰唰下，河水潺潺流。旱灾过去了，可是插秧的季节也快过去了。庄户人那个急呀！他们又求活神仙。活神仙用棒子顶住一个筛面萝子，太阳便在空中不动，到庄户人插完秧，他把萝子一取掉，忽撒一下，天黑了，眨眼工夫，报晓的公鸡也叫唤了。 周大勇听娘讲了这个故事，成天想找那个活神仙去学法念咒，连做梦都梦见他：五六丈高的个子，力气大得出奇；很有同情心，可是很严厉……他时常做这个梦，一直到参加工农红军。 接着，周大勇又想起许多孩童时期听到的故事。这些故事，有的是娘在小小的油灯下，一边做针线一边讲的。那时，更深夜静，寒风吹过树梢，窗外的星星忽眨着眼。有的是隔壁的老奶奶一边纺线一边讲的。她双目失明，看不见世界的光彩。所以，她除了讲那有趣的故事以外，还特别喜欢听那单调的纺车声，和那夏天晚上的蛙声、蛐蛐儿的叫声。有的是村西头的白胡子老爷爷讲的。那时，天麻麻黑，他割完稻子，坐在水渠边背靠树干，边讲故事边望他旱烟锅里的星火。有时，他讲着讲着停住了，老半天不吭声；有时，他活灵活现地一口气讲到底。 ... 他们用那善良优美还有点沉重的音调传述出的故事内容，都是按照他们朴素的心愿、想法随时增减的。但是这些故事给那纯洁而稚气的孩子，带来了多大的智慧和幻想啊！有些人，即使活到满头白发，而他孩童时期的印象：亲人的音容，古老的传说，家乡的流水景物，连家乡给了他的苦难，都深深地留在他的记忆中。像周大勇这些人，不仅没有因长期的战斗生活消磨掉那些朴素的记忆，而且是更强烈。因为他感觉到这记忆中的事物，是包含着辛酸的生活，沉重的劳动，美好的愿望和那不能遏止的生命力量。 指导员王成德从团政治处开会回来，看见周大勇背朝门坐在桌子边写日记。他伸长脖子从周大勇肩头上望下去，只见他写得又快又齐整。 猛然，周大勇觉得，有人在他脖子上热呼呼的吐气。他扭过头，脸差点和王成德的脸挨着。 周大勇像一个小学生一样，把日记本子一合，用胳膊压住本子，说："你刺探军事秘密？" 王成德说："我刚回来，这个战役也没赶上参加。你也不正正经经地给我谈谈情况，老是趴在桌子上写呀写呀的。来！让我看看，你到底写些什么玩艺。" 周大勇一手挡住王成德的手，一手压住日记本，说："写得乌七八糟！" 王成德夺过日记本，翻了几页看： 六月二十一日环县城郊今天团司令部召开连以上干部会议。会上，团政治委员报告了陇东战役的情况：我们野战军，突然出现在陇东高原上，把马家匪徒打了个没法子招架。激战半月多，消灭了许多敌人；陇东分区南北三百多里东西四百多里，除庆阳城的敌人还没扫清以外，全部收复了……会上，有几个干部眉眼皱得像喝了黄连水，直喊困难，说什么部队疲劳得撑不住。有的人还说："我们营里有不少战士，在河边洗衣服，洗着洗着，就打瞌睡滚到河里去了。因此，要求休息一个时期。"李政委才回答的妙："我们到这世界上来，不是为了休息，而是为了战斗。……同志们，三两天部队就要行动。我们西北野战军又要来个突然向北进军，通过沙漠地带，收复三边分区，再次捕捉胡宗南的帮凶--马鸿逵匪徒。……同志们，战斗的生活告诉我们：伟大的目的会产生无穷的精力；艰难困苦会增加人民战士的光荣。……"走！hit!这就是目前生活中的一切。 六月二十二日环县城郊 今天读完《铁流》这本书。工作紧张，读书时间少。 有时候，我睡觉前读十来页，所以一直拉了十来天才读完。 工作一忙我就把学习丢开了，这是要不得的坏毛病。 为了坚持学习这件事，在山西作战的时候，李政委把我狠狠地克过一顿的。他说："这是一个缺点，一定要克服。战胜自己的缺点，哪怕这个胜利很小，也可以十倍地加强你的毅力。你如果让任何小缺点战胜了你，那你就缺乏克服更大困难的力量了！" 我不能坚持学习，这就表示：我的缺点已经战胜了我很多次。没有比让缺点战胜自己更可怕的事…… 王成德一页一页翻着周大勇的日记。周大勇纯真的眼睛盯着王成德。他要从他的战友脸上，看出自己是不是写得正确。 周大勇说："不好吧！说呀，是不是？瞧你的眼睛，嘿，想奚落我？" 王成德没吱声。他想起了前些时候李政委说过的几句话： "对周大勇这样人说来，生活是很单纯的：战斗、学习、前进，一共六个大字。"他望着一旁，自言自语地说："不错，一共六个大字！" 周大勇莫名其妙，双手卡住王成德肩膀，说："你说什么？莫非你脑筋卡壳咯？来，我给你排除故障。" 王成德笑了笑，坐在炕边，手托住下巴，在深深地思量什么。