The next morning, the whole cousin of Ji 'an City couldn't help but rush over and tell each other with joy: "Did you see it? Zhongshan Field has posted the slogan of the Red Army. " "* * * producers are really bold. Kill during the day and come at night. " "Sooner or later, the world will still be Zhu Mao Huang Peng."
There are a group of young people around the Zhongshan venue, and there are red and white slogans on the wall. The red paper says "Long live the Red Army!" The white paper says: "Fight local tyrants and divide fields!" "Workers to work, will support the Soviet Union! ..... Soon, the Kuomintang soldiers guarding the city came running with guns, violently dispersing the crowd and tearing up the slogans in a panic. I was as busy as a bee. Suddenly, someone in the crowd said, "Jiuqu Lane also has the slogan of the Red Army." After listening, people quietly ran to the cross street of Jiuqu Lane.
The Kuomintang soldiers guarding the city were very busy this day, because not only Zhongshan Field and Jiuqu Lane, but also docks, streets and ditches … all found the slogan of the Red Army. The slogan of the Red Army in the city was finally finished. Xingqiao and Zhang Shan came to report that they also found the slogan of the Red Army there. The enemy leader guarding the city was scared to death when he heard the news.
The slogan of the Red Army gave great confidence and strength to the masses in the white terror. Although at that time, under Chiang Kai-shek's massacre policy of "killing thousands of people by mistake, leaving no one alone", Zhongshan Field was killing people almost every day, but the revolutionary makers could not stop chopping and killing. Red Army slogans often appear in the city of Ji 'an, and a "Ruyanfang Guerrilla" is also active in Wanfu and Oilfield areas of Ji 'an County, which often attacks Kuomintang soldiers and homecoming groups, and the enemy guarding the city is helpless. What annoys the enemy bandit leader even more is the "poster man" who comes and goes without a trace. This person always goes unnoticed, posting a few in the East Village and a few in the West Street; Come on the first day, come on the fifteenth. In the past year, the enemy and bandits were disturbed, but there was nothing they could do.
Who is the "poster man" fighting under the eyes of the enemy? Don't talk about the enemy bandits, even the citizens in Ji 'an city and the old-timers in the suburbs don't know who they are, so that some superstitious people suspect that they are "ghosts of the production party killed in Zhongshan field." Just then, on a cold night, a black shadow flashed out of a broken pavilion in Changtang Township. It turns out that this man met some blue-eyed jackals in Qian Shan. He quickly touched the pavilion and posted three slogans. When he moved to post the fourth one, he suddenly tripped over something. He fell with a plop, touched his hand, and there was a living person under his feet. I couldn't leave for a while, and after a while, it began to dawn. The two rolled together, and the slogan on the ground and the paste made of glutinous rice flour were scattered all over the floor. It is a beggar mute in the neighboring village who hurts. Both sides are familiar with each other. "Shit, it's exposed." Seeing the signs on the wall and underground, the beggar mute naturally guessed the purpose of the newcomer, picked up the bamboo rice cooker with a "well, yeah" and trotted out of the pavilion. Not far away, I met an old man who went to the field. The beggar's mute "Yi Yi Ya" held out five fingers. "Poster Man" immediately dived into the field. It turns out that he is the epigenetic "five slang words" of Qiaonan Village in Changtang Township. "Wuli" is a cowboy who can't read. How did he come out and put up the slogan of the Red Army? We must make a long story short. "Wuli"19 10 was born in February of the lunar calendar. His father Hu Zhongshun gave him a big name "Hu". Because it ranks fifth among the brothers and sisters of 10, it is nicknamed "Wuli". When Hu later joined the Red Army, he changed his name to Hu Xiqing to commemorate his rebirth. After the "Xi Incident", he went to Xi 'an to work with Vice Chairman Zhou Enlai. In order to adapt to the new struggle environment, he changed his name to "Shuxing" and used it all his life.
After the failure of the Great Revolution, party member, an underground student studying in Huangpu Military Academy, came to Qiaonan Private School as the principal. President Luo saw Shu Xing's poor family, sense of justice and courage, so he took the initiative to recruit him to work for the party. These slogans are all written by President Luo, and Shuxing will take them to post in urban and rural areas. On this day, Shu Xing came back and immediately reported to President Luo. The alert principal Luo immediately ordered: "The enemy will pay attention to you soon. You must act quickly. " Shu Xing also knows clearly in his heart that since he worked with Chairman Luo in revolutionary work, his head is on his waist and he is a Kuomintang gangster who kills people without blinking an eye. Once he smells it, the consequences are certain. At this point, he recalled many times to Zhongshan field reconnaissance, witnessed * * * party member, members of the ja, the Red Guards were brutally killed by the enemy. "Where to?" Shu Xing asked. "Go and join the guerrillas." At that time, there were "Ruyanfang guerrillas" in Ruxing, Yanfu and Fangdun, so Shu Xing decided to leave his native land.
It takes several days to find guerrillas from the south of the bridge, and you always have to bring something to eat on the way. Shu xing is penniless. What should we do? He had a brainwave and went to aunt Bai Zhushan's house to borrow money. When I came to Baizhushan, my aunt asked my thin nephew with concern, "Why did you borrow money?" "Go to Grandma Temple to sell some pancakes." He lied against his will. Knowing that others were honest, menstruation lent him three pieces of silver as capital. Holding these three silvery oceans, facing the moon buds in the western hills and stepping on the dewy mountain road, Shu Xing hurried to the oil field. He hummed a tune, and his heart was full of joy for his new life ...1One day in March, 930, a deep pit with a height of more than one person was dug under a green hill in the suburb of Xiaan County, Jinggangshan. The reddish loess has just been dug out and piled aside, and the sun is still steaming. Next to the deep pit, there is a cedar tree painted black; There is a flat and thick straw rope tied to the longevity tree. The heavy digging sound faded away, and the solemn "Eight Immortals" whispered sullenly, "It's deep enough. Bury it. "
Several people silently put down their tools and came to the black longevity tree, slowly carrying it to the grave. The nearby stream seems to be sobbing for the heroic spirit in Shoumu, and the leaves blown off by the mountain wind are like "paper money" thrown by the dead who have no relatives to cry ... On the edge, a guerrilla in casual clothes cries and runs: "Stop! Stop it! " The Eight Immortals were surprised, looked at each other for a while, and put down the black lacquer longevity wood in unison. "Stop. Stop. " People stumbled and burst into tears. An old cousin who lives in the Eight Immortals recognized the visitor and said softly, "This is his mother's uncle. It is Lao Yu, a scout of the Ruyanfang guerrillas. " "Cousin, please open a longevity tree and let our uncles and nephews see one last time." Lao Yu grabbed the thick straw rope and begged. "Open it? ! "The Eight Immortals couldn't help being surprised. "People are dead, what else is there to see?" "Oh my god, the coffin nail is a nail that we let the blacksmith specially play for more than half a foot. It makes me sweat all over when I hit it. This is pulling ... ""But my conscience was' glorious' when I was young. Besides, they are also fighting for the poor. Mother and nephew, flesh and blood ... ""Please open it. I don't want to see him ... "Yu career. Lying in Shoumu, ready to be buried is a young soldier who has just joined the guerrillas. In the morning, when attacking Anfu County with the troops, he was shot in the chest and bled profusely, and fell in a pool of blood on the spot. The stretcher team rescued him from the line of fire and carried him to the village head tree in the suburbs, without breathing. Helpless, the local Red Guards comrades broke into the fleeing landlord's house and carried a first-class longevity wood to restrain the remains of the "martyrs".
Several "Eight Immortals" were moved by Lao Yu's true feelings and sent people home to get big iron tongs and hammers. Several people pried it out, and the big men were panting and sweating. Finally, the three-inch thick cover of Shoumu cracked in several places before the heavy Shoumu was pried open.
In Shoumu, the pale epigenetic lay there peacefully. The uniform on the chest also saw bullet holes charred by fire, and pieces of bright red blood were printed on the uniform. It's just that the white forehead is still bright and clean under the sunlight. Lao Yu studied martial arts at home and knew some medical knowledge. He has just heard that his nephew "died with honor" and came from the battlefield of fire and smoke to "see the last side" with his nephew.
As soon as Shoumu was pried open, Lao Yu skillfully tried it on his nephew's nose with the back of his hand. It really had no breath. He put his hand into his nephew's heart again. He was surprised when I touched it! "quick! Take it out. He's not dead. His heart is still hot! Come on ... "Hearing this, the Eight Immortals quickly carried out Shoumu, too many cooks in the guerrillas, and then carefully put it on the open Shoumu cover. "Quick, help me carry it back to the village, quick ..." Lao Yu called to find a thick straw rope. Hearing that the man was not dead, several big men trotted off and carried him and Shoumu Gai under the camphor tree at the head of the village. Lao Yu quickly borrowed a pair of bamboo chopsticks and a pot of cold water from his cousin's house. Lao Yu put bamboo chopsticks into his nephew's mouth, trying to pry it open and pour some cold boiled water into it. At that time, the environment was very difficult, and cold boiled water was the only "emergency medicine". "Five slang, uncle to save you! Open your mouth. You drink some water ... "Yu hurriedly put a bamboo chopstick into his nephew's closed lips and plugged it in. Finally, he inserted it, thrust it hard, and suddenly the bamboo chopsticks broke in two with a bang. "Take two, quick!"
A pair of thick bamboo chopsticks were inserted in the clenched teeth, and Lao Yu held back his strength. Sweat rolled on my forehead, and the veins stood out on the back of my hand. The grandfathers who first heard the news and came to watch "saving the wounded and dying" were amazed and shook their heads again and again. Several timid old ladies just looked at each other, blindfolded by fear, their feet weak, their hearts pounding and wriggling. However, a few naughty teenagers poked their heads out from the adults' armpits and stared at this unforgettable scene with their eyes wide open. The "Eight Immortals" who have seen the world are also stunned by the "feat" in front of them!
"hey!" There was another crunchy sound, and everyone's heart jumped at once. Lao Yu looked intently: alas, the bamboo chopsticks were not broken this time, and the upper and lower front teeth of my nephew were pried off! People can't help but be startled.
The front tooth fell off, and a small hole appeared in the little soldier's clenched tooth, and Lao Yu slowly poured cold water into it; At the same time, he tried to save a meal with a little massage skill. The young soldier's throat slipped suddenly and let out a sigh at once. "Saved! He's alive! He is still alive! " Lao Yu was overjoyed and couldn't help dancing and smiling. All the onlookers were cooing, and several white-bearded grandfathers even lamented, "This is really a strange thing in the world. * * * The producer is really a fairy, and the dead can be saved. This world will definitely be Zhu Mao Huang Peng in the future. " "This young man will be blessed if he can survive." "Who knows ... this young soldier who came back from the dying line is called Shu Xing. He was personally awarded the rank of Major General by * * * and Premier Zhou Enlai after 25 years.
Comrades and leaders heard that Shu Xing had a narrow escape and came to visit and congratulate him. The guerrilla political commissar clung to Shu Xing, who was seriously injured. The soldier's eyes were wet, and he murmured, "Well done. You are a strong warrior. " That night, the guerrilla leader sent him to an old cousin's house to recuperate. On a night of thunder and lightning and stormy weather, the Mujahideen guerrillas in Shuxing marched in the rain. Four comrades-in-arms carried Shu Xing, who was seriously injured, one high and one low, and walked hard on the muddy mountain road. When they trudged to a high mountain at the junction of Anfu and Yongxin, their comrades carried stretchers on their shoulders and carried them up the mountain. At the beginning of the descent, the person carrying the stretcher in front accidentally slipped, and the stretcher tilted with a splash, and the big man fell more than ten feet away. Fortunately, the comrades on both sides of the stretcher were sharp-eyed and quick as lightning, and Shu Xing, who wanted to turn over the mud grave conveniently, was helped to the stretcher.
The heavy rain gradually weakened and muffled thunder rang out in the sky. Just then, Shu Xing and his comrades came to a remote single-family house in the deep forest. The guerrilla captain knocked on the door and whispered, "Cousin, one of our comrades hung up the flowers and wanted to be with you for the time being. Don't be afraid, we came at night on purpose, and no one knew all the way. After the injury, all expenses will be borne by us. We don't have a hospital, and the army is going to fight again, so please ... "Uncle Shan, who is in his forties, knew at a glance that he belonged to the Red Army guerrillas. Without saying anything, he immediately asked someone to carry the comrade who was "hanging flowers" into the house.
After Shuxing was carried into the house, Uncle Shan woke up his sleeping wife and daughter, carried several bundles of dry straw from the woodshed and carried them upstairs to make a simple "floor bed". Then let a few guerrillas push and push and put him on the soft straw bed. Everything is ready, and the guerrillas face the mountain wind in early spring and hide into the vast night. "Little brother, does it hurt?" Uncle Shan whispered. Shu Xing feels more comfortable than ever. Since joining the guerrillas, he left the army for the first time and came to his cousin's house to recuperate alone. Although the wound became inflamed after getting wet by the rain and fainted several times, I suddenly came to this warm wooden house and relaxed a lot.
"Woman, pour some salt water for your little brother." Uncle Shan cleaned Shu Xing's wound overnight. After the battle, the troops acted immediately, and the wound was too late to clean up, and the surrounding area was red and swollen. Uncle Shan is worried because he doesn't have western medicine and doesn't know much about herbs. He just washed it with salt water and used herbs left by guerrillas. Busy until midnight, Uncle Shan took off Shu Xing's bloody clothes and muddy pants, scrubbed his blood and sludge with warm water and put on his clean casual clothes. At this time, the busy mountain girl in the kitchen brought a steaming bowl of ginger and egg soup and said timidly, "Brother, drink quickly."
Aunt Shan wiped her tears and advised, "Drink. My family is poor and nothing good can come out. ..... You're also suffering as a soldier. Hurt like this, at a young age, your mother doesn't know ... "Words not to say that finish, tears fall first. Miss Shan knelt down, and Uncle Shan held Shu Xing. Miss Shan gave Shu Xing a spoonful. Hot ginger and egg soup flowed from his throat into his stomach, and he felt hot air coming out. "Uncle Shan, aunt Shan, it's very kind of you ..." Shu Xing's throat choked and he was speechless for a long time. "Later, mo diagnosis. Drink more to drive away the cold. Are the Red Army, guerrillas and us a family? " Miss Shan also nodded with a smile. At this time, the rooster has begun to crow three times. Shu Xing seldom sleeps for a while, and the wound makes it difficult for him to fall asleep. He gasped, and since then, he has been accompanied all day. Uncle Shan went to work in the field, while Aunt Shan waited. The couple are not under the care of the girl in the mountain. Because the wound was not treated, soon, the swollen and festering wound began to stink. On this day, another mountain girl knelt down to clean Shu Xing. Suddenly, she lost her voice and cried, "Oh, dear." "What are you doing?" "Inside, inside, there are maggots ..." Shu Xing gritted his teeth and forced out a smile. "What are maggots afraid of?" Go, take out a pair of chopsticks. "Mountain girl hurried downstairs to get a pair of bamboo chopsticks. Just as she reached out, she saw that the maggots were soft and long, and she was afraid. The hand holding chopsticks didn't listen to her. The more nervous you are, the more shaky your hands are, and you accidentally poke the wound. "ouch! "ShuXing eyes dizzy with pain, fists ruthlessly hit on the floor. Unfortunately, the right punch hit the long braid that Shannv dragged behind her head. Mountain girl suddenly threw her head back, screamed, fell to the ground on her back, and shook her bamboo chopsticks and salt water bowl. "Mountain girl, I'm sorry. I was so careless. Miss Shan! "ShuXing quickly explained. Miss Shan got up, threw her long braid to her chest and deliberately scolded, "You are really ... very kind of you. You ... said that, and went downstairs to ask Uncle Shan to come to the field. "。 Uncle Shan heard that Shu Xing's wound was festering and maggots were born, so he quickly left his work in the field and returned to Mulou. With the sunshine outside the window, Uncle Shan carefully picked out the maggots one by one with bamboo chopsticks. Then, wash the suppurated wound with salt water.
Shu Xing smelled a disgusting smell herself. Big-headed flies fly in from time to time, and Miss Shan squats aside and gently drives away mosquitoes and flies for him with a cattail fan. On this day, Uncle Shan washed Shu Xing's wound as usual, and occasionally felt something hard in his hand when catching maggots. He thought it was a bone, poked it with chopsticks and found it was a moving lump. "Is it a fracture?" Uncle Shan brushed away pus and carrion, and the girl's eyes lit up and said, "It's a bullet!" Uncle Shan gave her a bitter white look and said, "You daredevil! "。 If the woodcutter in the mountain overhears, our family's life will be in danger, and this little brother will suffer. The day before yesterday, a group of homecoming groups came to Houshan. "Uncle told his daughter. Miss Shan sticks out her tongue. That night, a family of three held lamps, and Xiao Xin used bamboo chopsticks to pull out the bullets left in the chest muscles bit by bit. ""Poured into the bowl with a bang, and the four men breathed a long sigh of relief. Under the careful care of Uncle Shan's family, Shu Xing recovered quickly. On the Long March, the horseshoe was broken, the horn was swallowed, and the scorching sun was like blood. The Red Army broke through the enemy's blockade. In May 1935, 1 1, Shuxing's troops came to Huili, but the situation was very serious. Kuomintang gangsters besieged from all directions in an attempt to create panic in the tired Red Army area. At that time, Shu Xing was the general branch secretary of the Communist Youth League. In order to break the enemy's dream and go north to resist Japan, Shu Xing's regiment was ordered to attack the oncoming enemy.
When the bugle sounded, the officers and men of the Red Army held high the red flag and waved broadswords to kill the enemy. When the enemy saw the brave Red Army leap out of the trench, the enemy artillery fired hurriedly. Suddenly, a shell exploded at Tuanzhi's position, and the flying shrapnel violently pushed Shu Xing down with a deafening explosion. When he woke up, the enemy had fled, and he vaguely heard the guards calling. Open your eyes, there is red blood all around. It turned out that shrapnel had ruthlessly shaved his head-his hair and scalp were cut off by shrapnel, and blood was still flowing down his forehead, and blood was all over his eyelashes. Covered with scars, he turned into a bloody man.
The enemy in front was defeated, and the enemy of the rear brigade was in hot pursuit. The military situation is very urgent. The red army has already started to act, so the military doctor had to simply bandage him, and the blood soon dyed the bandage red. He is hot all over.
Some people in the health department saw that he was seriously injured and prepared to leave him at the local villagers' home for treatment. But Shu Xing refused to live or die: "To stay is to die. I will go with the army when I die. " The military situation is urgent and the troops must be transferred immediately. At this time, a person in charge of the health department decided to leave Shu Xing at the home of the local people to recuperate.
When Shu Xing woke up again, he found that all his comrades around him were gone and could not hear the familiar voice of the guards. A strange young man with a pale face counted the silver dollars beside him. Shu Xing recognized this as a little nurse who had just been captured. Obviously, the place to stay is a Tibetan family with unknown situation, and Shu Xing's situation is extremely dangerous. "Chief, they left some medicine and silver dollars for me to take care of you here." This cowardly remark aroused Shu Xing's vigilance. Stay and you'll die. A person, he didn't eat myrrh, also can't move. If he hadn't been dragged to death alive, the enemy would have been killed if he came after him. Thinking of this, Shu Xing gritted his teeth and said to the little nurse, "Hurry up and call my guard. Quick! " "The troops have begun to move." The little nurse is a little reluctant. "You, I order you to go!" Shu Xing is angry and particularly anxious. He knows that once the troops go far, everything will be irreparable. During the Long March, many injured comrades who stayed in the local area were mostly searched and shot by brutal enemies. He is the head of the Red Army, and the enemy will be even crazier. Local reactionary armed forces often cut off the heads of Red Army officers and soldiers to receive rewards ... The situation is extremely critical and the consequences are unimaginable. Shu Xing, who has rich experience in fighting against the enemy, gave the order to die.
Shu Xing's judgment was very accurate. The captured soldier hurried to find Shu Xing's guards with a silver bag on his back. When the guards heard that "the officer woke up", they acted quickly, but the captured soldiers took advantage of the chaos to escape. "Chief, you're awake ..." The guards were mixed. After learning about the process of being left behind, Shu Xing quickly ordered: "Go to the political commissar of Huang Kecheng and report my situation to him. I will leave a dead end ... "After hearing this, the guards rushed to find Huang Kecheng who had already started to act. At that time, Huang Kecheng and division commissar Shu Xing worked together under the leadership of Peng in their early years. Huang Kecheng was surprised to hear the report: "What's the matter? Didn't the headquarters make it very clear that all commanders at or above the regiment level are not allowed to stay in place if they are injured. " Huang Kecheng immediately turned his horse's head and ran back to his original place. He went to the health director and asked, "How can I keep a team leader?" The director of health prevaricated, the director was too seriously injured, and I'm afraid there was too much bleeding ... "What are you afraid of? Let him die in the army when he dies! " The director of health complained that there were not enough people and no one was carrying stretchers. "You should carry the stretcher yourself." Huang Kecheng rode to Shuxing's residence again and asked about Shuxing's injury.
There was no food, no clothes and no medicine, but the iron man Shu Xing survived. Later, when the situation improved slightly, he underwent surgery on the operating table in Yi Tong. Shrapnel hurt the meat, and there was no anesthetic at that time. Shu Xing walked to the operating table with a towel in his mouth. After careful examination, the military doctor found more than 20 shrapnel in his head, limbs and body. The military doctor managed to get him more than 10, and drilled four deeper pieces. The military doctor said: if you want to take out the remaining four pieces, I'm afraid people can't afford it; Staying inside, although it has a certain impact on the body, may not be too big a problem. Shu Xing followed the doctor's advice.
It never rains but it pours. 1in late April, 936, when Shu Xing crossed the Yellow River with his troops to attack Huoxian County, a bullet went through the knee of his left leg, and then hit the same part of his right leg, and his feet pierced two holes at once! Fortunately, there was no bone injury, but the artery was cut off. Blood is like a spring. Back in Yan 'an, I finally healed the wound. However, the knees of both legs can't stretch straight, they all walk in a curved way, and they turn quickly, becoming "second-class and first-class disabled soldiers." All the commanders and fighters saw Shu Xing, secretary of the Communist Youth League Party General Branch, fighting with everyone. The wounded gritted their teeth and climbed up the fortifications. Comrades with little ammunition have mounted discerning bayonets. All the officers and men are dead, ready to fight to the death with the enemy.
The enemy began to pounce again, grinning and looking ferocious. Shu Xing wants to fight the last battle with his comrades. They are angry and excited. Unexpectedly, at this time, the roar of the plane came from the sky, and Yan bandits were complacent at first. Unexpectedly, several enemy planes suddenly fell down and aimed at the position of Yan bandits. At this time, the miracle of war appeared, and the bomb blew the enemy's hands and feet for a long time, crying. The enemy officer cursed: "The bastard who flies the plane is blind, and his own people beat his own people." Before the curse was finished, enemy planes roared straight at us, and dense bombs killed and wounded the enemy who attacked in a large area. The enemy cried and cursed to escape, and the stupid enemy plane chased the fleeing Yan bandits and bombed them indiscriminately, putting on a dog-eat-dog drama.
"Comrades, come with me for victory!" Shu Xing seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to improvise, jumped out of the fortifications in all directions, took the opportunity to end up with a bayonet, threw a Grenade, and stabbed the enemy who had not been killed and lost his position with a bayonet. The enemy and I scuffled, the enemy plane was blown up again, and the Red Army was killed again. In the face of the red army swooping in, no matter how many enemies were frightened, they lost their foothold and fled everywhere. When the officials met, they took the lead in running, and the soldiers knelt on the ground and cried for mercy. The enemy planes shouted and killed when they saw the battlefield filled with smoke below, thinking that they had defeated the Red Army. "Boo-hoo" cocked his tail and threw bombs at crowded places. The whole battlefield was filled with cries. In this chaos, Shu Xing, a small company of the Red Army, fought its way out of the enemy's heavy encirclement and won back the party's arms. Shu Xing, who came from the bullets, can't remember how many times he experienced such a narrow escape battle in his military career. After the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea broke out, Shu Xing's 50 th Army, as the chief of staff, was ordered to participate in the war. One day, Shu Xing, who was at the front, learned that Peng was coming. Several army chiefs couldn't help worrying. At that time, the radio of the volunteers was extremely limited, and the air superiority was still in the hands of the US Air Force. American planes used air superiority to bomb volunteers during the day, and many outstanding sons and daughters were sacrificed under the bombs of American planes. Today, General Peng personally visited the line of fire, and the US plane was so rampant, just in case ... However, almost all military leaders knew General Peng's temper: he kept his word. Shu Xing was with General Peng when he joined the Red Army in Jiangxi. Because of this special relationship, the army party Committee decided to let Shu Xing meet Peng Zong on the road, trying to dissuade him from going to the front.
Shu Xing has little confidence in discouraging Peng Zong. His only hope is that American planes won't do this today. He met the general manager Peng on the road. Peng Zong looked serious, so Shu Xing had to go with him. Unexpectedly, what Shu Xing was worried about just happened. When General Manager Peng approached the forward position, the formation of American planes flew over and the alarm sounded suddenly. Many soldiers and the masses heard the alarm, almost one ran faster than the other, and quickly hid in the bomb shelter. Shu Xing's heart was in his throat: Peng will always be the supreme commander of our army in North Korea. If something goes wrong, the consequences will be unimaginable. "Mr. Peng, get off and hide." Shu xing urged. The car was parked on the side of the road, and the driver and other entourage were quickly evacuated and concealed. Peng Zong didn't reply. He got off and stood for a while, watching the roaring enemy planes. "Mr. Peng, the bomb shelter is over there." Two guards reminded. Peng Zongguo really stepped forward. However, instead of going to the bomb shelter, he went to the middle of the road. Relax and stick to him with your body. "I don't believe this evil! American bombs can blow me down! " General Peng is thunderous! Shu Xing understands: I have to accompany him to get bombed today. "Mr. Peng, the beauty of the plane is nothing, but the soldiers are all fair, so be prepared." "You go to hide. I'm not going! " Manager Peng is not leaving. Standing on the road with his head held high, his eyes showed contempt and contempt. The enemy plane swooped down, the bomb made a deafening noise, the smoke soared into the sky, and the flying shrapnel cut off the young trees. "Comrade on the road, quick concealment. Danger! " The comrades who have been hiding in the bomb shelter shouted after seeing it.
Mr. Peng stood upright, as steady as Mount Tai. ShuXing without a panic, hug him. Two battle-hardened veterans who risked their lives, such as two sculptures, stood there motionless and were bombed by enemy planes! The comrades in the bomb shelter were stunned by what they saw. This is really a general demeanor. Strange to say, although pieces of shrapnel kept whistling in the ear, none of them hit the two unyielding soldiers. Our anti-aircraft guns fired and the American plane slipped away quietly with its tail between its legs. Peng Zong and Shu Xing patted the dust on the uniform and smiled at each other. Young soldiers gathered around. General Peng smiled and asked, "Do you think there are more birds in the sky or more planes in the United States?" Someone timidly replied, "Of course, there are still many birds." General Manager Peng smiled again: "Then touch your heads. How much urine did that bird put on your heads? " Several young soldiers couldn't help blushing. Shu Xing accompanied Peng Zong to get on the bus and continued to drive away at the forefront of artillery fire. ...