Chapter 52 4. The son blows the bullet casing and makes a whistle, leading the White Army away from another road

The work of the underground party gradually developed, just like the eyes of the guerrillas. With the cooperation of the underground party organization, the guerrillas killed more than a dozen false security chiefs, knocked down several false joint insurance offices, and killed 8 joint insurance offices. Director, there is so much trouble in Anzhi Township that no one even dares to be the head of the security. The Anzhi area has become the focus of the White Army's "clearance and suppression". They have resettled and merged villages, dismantled the villagers of many remote and scattered small villages, and moved them to other large villages. Bandits.The White Army deliberately trapped and starved the guerrillas to death on the mountain.

But still no one dares to be the security chief.The donation reminder issued by the UNPROFOR office the day before went around in a big circle, and was sent back to the office the next day.The director of the new UNPROFOR jumped up and down, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously. After merging the village, the village was bigger with more people, and Liu Huishan, the former secretary of the Taoyang District Party Committee, also came over.Huang Changjiao pretended to visit, organized Liu Huishan, Luo Jiahe and other party members, established a party branch, and kept in touch with the guerrillas.The higher-level party organization decided to take the opportunity to send Liu Huishan, Luo Jiahe and other comrades to serve as red "baochang".

Someone took over the "business" of the UNPROFOR office, and the party's underground activities became more frequent. It was just when there was no pick-up, the guerrillas had nothing to eat again.People's homes also substitute melons and vegetables, so they can't gather much food.If you want food, you can only find it in the Baocang. "Bao Cang" is a collection of grain to prevent hunger, and each household collects public welfare grain, but most of the committee members of the Bao Cang are landlords.If you can't get it, you can only take it secretly.There are too many people in the big villages, and they dare not move, and the food shortage in the small villages does not help. They aimed at the security warehouse in Zhushankeng.

That night, when the moon was dark and the wind was high, the Baocang in Zhushankeng suddenly caught fire. The flames raged, and the roof beams of the Baocang collapsed. Early the next morning, the landlord Liu Yuhong sent someone to report to the red security chief Liu Huishan that there was a fire in the Zhushankeng security warehouse. Liu Huishan immediately sent someone to report to the director of the UNPROFOR.Accompanied by the red security chief Liu Huishan, the director of the United Nations Security Bureau personally took a few soldiers to inspect.There are only four walls left in the warehouse, and the fire in the middle of the house is not extinguished. When you poke it with a stick, the scorched chaff crackles.

The director of the UNPROFOR was furious, investigated the responsibility, and treated the landlord Liu Yuhong as "dereliction of responsibility" and compensated all the food. Liu Yuhong was so frightened that his face turned ashen, and he knelt down to beg for mercy, and only then reduced the compensation amount to 30 tons of rice. 80 dans of millet can only solve temporary hunger.Soon, the mountain guerrillas ran out of food again, and the number of sick people increased, and letters were frequently sent to urge food. Huang Changjiao is a person who has been hungry and is afraid of starvation.After receiving the information, he was very anxious and immediately held a secret branch meeting.

Delivering food and supporting guerrillas are old topics.There are a hundred or ten guerrillas in the guerrilla team. If there is too little food, there is not enough to eat. If there is too much food, they will be discovered.After discussing for a long time, we came up with a solution: collectively cut firewood. The next day, Liu Huishan took a few villagers to ask the white army stationed there: the firewood was burned out, and they had to go up the mountain to cut firewood. When Bai Jun heard this, he agreed.Two conditions were put forward: one is to hand over half of the chopped firewood to the Bai army, because they have no firewood to burn.The second is to send troops to "protect" everyone, and everyone should not run around.

The firewood cutting team was bustling up the mountain.Everyone carries a bamboo pole as a shoulder pole. Most of the bamboo poles of the masses are hollowed out and filled with rice, pickled vegetables and white salt. When they arrived in the deep mountains, everyone scattered to chop firewood, and then poured the materials into the tanks that had been prepared in the grass.Build the plank road in the open, and cross the Chencang secretly.In this way, a secret transportation line was opened. After a long time, things finally showed their feet.Once, a few villagers went to cut firewood, and a few handfuls of rice leaked out from a bamboo pole that was not tightly plugged. a threat of torture.When asked about a woman, the whip and the tiger stool frightened her to urinate, and she confessed: "You have to ask Huang Changjiao to find out about this." .As a foreigner, Huang Changjiao was arrested twice before, but because there was no evidence, she was released after being tortured.This time, the evidence is overwhelming, and there is no escape.After several days of interrogation, there was no result, and the executioner tortured him first by dousing him with pepper water.

Huang Changjiao loved to eat chili since she was a child. At home, she only had chili bibimbap and chili soup. She was a chili king. She was hungry and thirsty for a few days. When she saw the chili water, she thought it was just right.Opening his throat, he let the chili water gurgle into his stomach. A large pot of chili water was only half full. It tasted good, but lacked salt, similar to chili soup. After tossing for a while, the thugs gasped, waiting to see her reaction. She didn't respond, she didn't even cough.Twirling his neck, he saw that there was still a pot on the ground, and said, "Come again, if you have the ability, you can bring me another pot of chili water." When a small official next to him saw it, he was so angry that he said, "Pour it again, pour it again!" If you don’t believe me, she won’t be killed if you don’t believe it!” So ​​Huang Changjiao drank another pot of chili water, which made her stomach bloated and full.She glanced around and saw that it was gone, wondering if there was one in the next room.Said: "Is there any chili water, another pot!" The tone seemed to be asking the waiter to order food.

Upon hearing this, Xiaoguan took a bamboo whip and beat her head and face until he couldn't breathe. "Go, you go." The petty official, sweating profusely, called the executioner to hand.The executioner brought a handful of lit mosquito coils and burned her one by one.Because she was bound too tightly, her whole body was already numb. She was beaten and burned, but she didn't feel pain, so her face showed no pain.Several white soldiers were covering their noses, unable to stand the strong smell of burnt human flesh. The little official couldn't help it, jumped up like crazy, and slashed at Huang Changjiao with a big knife.Sigh——the blade was stuck on the bone of her left shoulder. Immediately, the skin was ripped apart and the blood flowed profusely. Later, more than 30 stitches were stitched, and the scar was 14 inches long. .

Torturing, to her, was like a blind man lighting a lamp in vain, and Bai Jun himself was exhausted. What character has the executioner not seen?I have never seen this kind of victim before, and after that, I didn't bother to torture her. Three days later, the officer of the White Army summoned her again: "You have been in prison three times, and we know all about your situation. The government has decided to treat you leniently and let the past go. As long as you invite four guarantors, you can be released today." You go back." "Please guarantor, I am a foreigner, where can I ask for a guarantor?" Huang Changjiao knew that Bai Jun wanted to find a breakthrough in the guarantor issue, so he refused.

The little official scratched his scalp, frowned and said, "Forget it if you can't find it, then go back!" Huang Changjiao took the child home, and when she turned around the corner, there was a sneaky person behind her in the distance. flash.At night, there were always dogs barking around the house. She woke up from a dream, thinking that the guerrillas were coming to join, and sneaked out of the house, but it was silent again. At this time, she understood that the White Army was setting a long line to catch big fish.I was very anxious, afraid that the guerrillas would not know the truth and step into a trap.She thought: I can't contact Liu Huishan and other party members, and I can't let the guerrillas come to contact me.With my identity exposed, it is impossible to still do "underground" work in the village. A few days later, seeing an opportunity where no one was watching, she quietly left the village with her children and joined the guerrillas again. The situation of the guerrillas was even more difficult, and they were often driven like hares by the white army, running around all over the mountain. Once, the guerrilla team was chased by the enemy for another day. The guerrillas had nothing to eat or drink, their health declined, and they could not escape.In order to protect his comrades-in-arms, Huang Changjiao was ready to sacrifice himself, and proposed to take the children to take another route to lead the White Army away.The comrades-in-arms refused to agree to life and death, whichever way she went, the team members would also go whichever way.The enemy's bluffs came from time to time, and the guerrillas were in danger of being wiped out.Came to another intersection, Huang Changjiao walked in front, told her son to come and play hide-and-seek, and asked him to run to the path.The son believed it, and ran over with all his strength, while the guerrillas walked to another mountain path. Hey, hey, hey - the son blew on the only toy, the bullet casing, and made a shrill whistle. Huang Changjiao's heart twitched, and tears rolled down her cheeks. The whistle sound became urgent, and suddenly, the son's shout came: "Mom, I'm here--" "Mom, I'm here--" The son's shout, mixed with the gunshots, gradually became anxious, Full of despair, hauntingly echoing in the valley... With the waning moon and frost everywhere, the escaped guerrillas fell asleep.In the moonlight, Huang Changjiao staggered back the way she came, and found her son's body by a stream beside the road. Under the bright moonlight, the little corpse was washed very white and clean. The lovely son's face was filled with astonishment, and he was still holding the bullet casing tightly in his hand.