In 1967, in this mountainous county on the Loess Plateau in the northwest, like anywhere else in China, the storm of the Cultural Revolution shook the entire society. All available walls in towns and cities are covered with big-character posters, slogans, statements, orders, notices, arrest warrants, "Calling from the Red City" and "Speech by the Head of the Central Committee"; printed or mimeographed leaflets are floating in the streets and alleys like snowflakes fly.Ink, paper, and paste, like food and vegetables, have become the necessities of people's daily life.Postal routes are interrupted, shuttle buses are stopped, shops are closed...

Some families are broken up, some fathers and sons are broken up.Comrades may become enemies, and enemies may become comrades-in-arms.The glory of the past may become the disgrace of today; what we are proud of today may be those disgraceful things in the past.look!Many powerful and influential figures in the past are parading through the streets in a row, wearing paper hats, beating broken iron buckets or rotten horse spoons, muttering about their "crimes" in their mouths; Some ordinary people are standing on the podium of power, speaking loudly, calling, and ordering... In the countryside, some people left the land they cultivated, and were also attracted to the places where the revolution was most intense-the towns.Some of these people are dedicated to making revolution, and some are taking advantage of the opportunity to do black market business; some are both making revolution and doing black market business.Those brigade cadres who tried to oppose these outflowing "revolutionaries" and businessmen, indiscriminately, were declared "fake foreign devils" by the "ignition team" from the city, and all stood aside.Society has become uncharacteristically.But the season is the same as before: "Before and after the cold dew, the autumn wind blew off the first batch of withered and yellow leaves. On the top of the mountain and in the river, a thin layer of autumn crops will be harvested in a few days; Under the light blue sky, at first glance, it seems to have lost a lot of weight..."

The cities are in turmoil...the country is in turmoil...the movement across the country looks uneven.When Shanghai's "January Storm" hit this county, it was already October. The party organizations and administrative organizations at all levels, which had long been paralyzed, were divided into various systems, The battle teams of each unit fought for power within a day without any effort: put those symbols of power— Steel or wooden, large or small stamps can be deposited in a letter.Then each announced the victory of the proletarian revolutionaries in seizing power, and held a celebration meeting respectively.

The regime established by the proletariat itself was smashed under the banner of the Great Proletarian Revolution.This is of course unprecedented, but also how incredible! Without the unified will of the class, a power vacuum immediately appeared.Right now, everything is in anarchy. Who are the real revolutionaries?Who will rule the county's population of 130,000? The streets were packed.People from the two factions got mixed up, spitting stars flying around, arguing without black and white: prove that they are revolutionaries, and the other side is counter-revolutionaries.There are pulpits everywhere, and verbal battles are everywhere.The city is like a giant beehive.The humming went on and on all day long.Both sides of the debate everywhere are citing classics, and the words of Marx, Engel, Lenin, Stanley, Chairman Mao, and Director Lu are quoted and recited in whole paragraphs; In the sound of insults.Once the weapon of the mouth is not strong enough, it will start to hit the shoulder blades and move the fist until the blood drips from the nose and mouth!Truth and falsehood are mixed together, tongues and fists are used alternately, gorgeous words and mother-in-law foul language can win cheers... In other places, such as the People's Committee where the Red Headquarters is located and the County Committee where the Red Finger Command is located, the commander-in-chief The commander-in-chief and their standing committee members, as well as the think tanks called "dog-headed military advisers" or "black senior officers" by the other party, are also having meetings in black and white to plan the next move.In their respective meetings, they slammed the table, smashed the benches, threw teacups, argued, debated, chattered, scolded... the harsh sound made the glass windows of the meeting hiss!

Around the gates and walls of the two places, some people stood and walked with raised eyebrows.These people held sticks in their hands and knives in their waists, like imperial guards guarding the palace, with solemn and arrogant expressions.This is an organization directly under the head departments of the two factions. It is composed of cross-industry, beat people, ransacked their homes, and punished "capitalist roaders".Red is always called the "Sun Dasheng" battle team;These people usually sleep during the day and move around at night... But at this time, all these activities of the two factions revolved around him——Ma Yanxiong, secretary of the county party committee.

But where is he now?