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Chapter 7 A large amount of silver dollars

Xia Yuan is the platoon leader and instructor.

"Then let's settle it like this first. Both the combat team and the cooking squad are important parts of the Red Army. Ordinary soldiers have to eat. If they don't eat, they won't have the strength to fight the enemy. So the cooking squad is also a crucial part.

Without the cooking squad, the Red Army would be like a train without fuel."

Xia Yuan's words gave great encouragement and comfort to those soldiers who did not really want to join the cooking class.

As a result, the forty-three people were divided into four squads, the combat squad was composed of eleven people, and the cooking squad was composed of ten people. The prototype of a platoon was born.

Xia Yuan called deputy platoon leader Li Qingming and four squad leaders to him and said: "Currently we only use more than 20 guns and one flower machine. The guns will give priority to the subsequent guns of the combat squad. I will come up with a solution. The Red Army is

As a people's team, our mission is to bring a happy life to the people. We can't do it without guns. Don't be discouraged. Everything is difficult at the beginning."

Li Qingming solemnly said: "Platoon leader, don't worry, we guys can endure hardships. The landlords always oppressed us guys in the past, but we have survived. What's the point of fearing this difficulty? The guys said, yes

No."

"Yes, we are not afraid of this difficulty. What we are afraid of is living the same life again."

"The Red Army is not a team that is afraid of difficulties!"

"Platoon leader, we follow the Red Army because we believe in the Red Army and believe that the Red Army can lead the big guys to live a good life!"

"If I don't have a gun, then I will use a knife to fight the enemy with all my strength!"

The four of them were very firm in their determination. From the moment the Red Army returned the food to their relatives, they had already decided to support the Red Army, love the Red Army, and become a member of the Red Army. This was despite the long-term difficulties they suffered.

It is nothing compared to the oppression and exploitation of the landlords.

Xia Yuan saw this and stopped talking about it. He gave priority to the soldiers who knew something about firearms, but did not distribute bullets to them. Just knowing the gun was not enough. He also needed to know the gun and know how to shoot it. The landlord's

The amount of bullets is only one ammunition box, and the number is between five and six hundred Hanyang-made bullets.

The firearms purchased by the landlords are all relatively old firearms with low accuracy. They can be used to intimidate unarmed villagers, but compared with the relatively well-equipped White Army, they are like heaven and earth.

Speaking of which, our army was miserable. From the beginning of the armed uprising until the period of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea, both weapons and equipment and logistical support capabilities lagged behind the enemy.

Xia Yuan has long been accustomed to the days when guns are not good. During the tunnel fighting, the guerrillas' guns were the same as now. The firearms were very worn.

The only flower trap was given to Sun Dasha. Sun Dasha was a soldier in the first squad. He was relatively strong and very tall, about 1.83 meters tall. Xia Yuan had to look up to him when he stood in front of him. He was very capable.

He ate, liked to eat pork, and all the remaining meals in the evening were wiped out by Sun Dasha alone. He was a material for a machine gunner.

The guns will be given priority to the soldiers of the first and second squads, and the guns seized later will be distributed to the soldiers of the third and fourth squads.

"For the position of deputy squad leader, you will organize the soldiers in the class to vote. You should also pay more attention to internal affairs issues. From life to ideology, when facing soldiers with negative attitudes, you should encourage them and do not beat or scold them. We must

Every soldier has enough tolerance and cannot let them feel unfair in the team."

What Xia Yuan is talking about here is how to manage a team well. Whether it is a platoon or a squad, the management models are very different, but he focuses on the ideological work of the soldiers.

In the entire team, ideological work is crucial. During the Red Army's Long March, the soldiers' will was so firm that modern people cannot imagine. Even during the entire Red Army's Long March, it was rare to see Red Army soldiers because

Those who choose to leave the team due to difficult conditions show the importance of ideological work.

He said a lot, "As a Red Army cadre, the soldiers' affairs are our business. In addition to leading troops to fight, we also help everyone solve various problems in life and pay attention to the physical and mental health of the soldiers.

It is our most important function as cadres!”

Li Qingming and others had a deeper understanding of the Red Army team. Xia Yuan's words made several people excited. All aspects of these words revealed that the Red Army team is a team that truly treats them as human beings and is a truly equal team.

In the Red Army team, even the soldiers at the bottom can get the respect they deserve in the Red Army team.

"Let's talk about this for now. Let's go back and digest it carefully. Then we can think about it carefully. It's up to you whether the team is a solid rock or a piece of sand that falls apart in a handful."

There are so many things to talk about, and I definitely can’t explain everything clearly to them in a short meeting. They need to digest and think about it slowly.

"Li Qingming, you stay."

"Platoon leader, what's going on?" Li Qingming asked with some confusion.

"Follow me."

Xia Yuan didn't go into details. He took him to the backyard, moved a large vat, and moved the soil on the ground with his hands, revealing a dirty wooden board.

Li Qingming was stunned: "Platoon leader, what is this?"

"The place where the landlord keeps his money." Xia Yuan bent down, stretched out his hands to claw at both sides of the board, and forcefully opened the board. The soil fell down along the sides of the board, and a dark cellar appeared in front of the two of them.

Li Qingming asked: "This is where the landlord puts his money. Platoon leader, are you saying that the landlord put all his property in this cellar?"

"That's right." Xia Yuan said as he took out a box of matches from his arms, slid a piece of dry cloth on to light, and threw the lit dry cloth into the cellar. The flames flickered and burned, but did not go out in the cellar.

After making sure that the cellar was safe, he said: "Make two torches and go down and have a look."

"Why."

Li Qingming went to make a torch, while Xia Yuan squatted at the entrance of the cellar. The image of coming to check on the landlord's house that night came to mind. By chance, he saw the sneaky landlord coming to the backyard and cautiously stared around.

After making a circle, he moved the big vat, lifted up the wooden board, lit a torch and went down.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When the landlord came up again, he had some more silver coins in his hand, and he was sure that this cellar was the cellar where the landlord stored his family property.

You can live without money for a short period of time, but you cannot live without money for a long time. A strong Red Army team is indispensable for all aspects of expenses and expenses, and the nature of the Red Army team is different from other teams. Money is the basis for survival, and more

It is indispensable to the Red Army.

Li Qingming ran over with two torches, "Platoon leader, here you go."

Xia Yuan took it, picked up the match and lit the torch. The fire was swaying, and he walked carefully down the steps to the cellar. The purpose of the torch was not to provide him with lighting, but to help him check the oxygen content in the cellar.

Once the light of the torch is weak, it means that the oxygen content in the cellar is scarce, and they must climb up as soon as possible.

The cellar was very damp and dark, and the flickering firelight illuminated the empty cellar. The cellar was not big, and there was only one locked box placed quietly.

Xia Yuan walked to a box, took out the key he found from the landowner and opened the box. A neat box of ocean appeared in front of the two of them. Under the firelight, the silvery halo made people dizzy.

Li Qingming, who was holding the torch, had his pupils dilated. This was the first time he had seen such a large number of silver coins. A box full of them was the wealth collected by the landlord's family for generations. This wealth was obtained by squeezing and exploiting all the villagers in Nianping Village.

The hard-earned money of the villagers in Nianping Village became the landlord's personal wealth, and he kept it in this dark and damp cellar.

It's a box full. I can't imagine how many silver coins there are and how many people they killed for these silver coins.

"Take it out and conduct detailed statistics. This money belongs to all the villagers in Nianping Village. It was exploited by the landlords. We will keep part of this money for ourselves, and the rest will be returned to the big guys."

Faced with such huge wealth, Xia Yuan still maintained his rationality and calmness. He knew very well that human greed is endless. Once greed defeats reason, then he will be the next landlord.

Li Qingming recovered from the shock and said with disbelief in his voice: "Platoon leader, what did you say? The money is going to be divided among everyone?"

"Well, we have our own mission. If it is for money, then our mission will no longer be pure. We may even betray our comrades, our comrades-in-arms, or even those who have helped us and trusted us because of money.

Our fathers and fellow countrymen.”

Xia Yuan looked at Li Qingming and said, "What I'm even more sorry for are your parents!"

Li Qingming felt that what the platoon leader said was very meaningful, so he moved his eyes away from the box of silver coins and said, "Platoon leader, don't worry, I will take them here to check the number of silver coins."

"Um."

Xia Yuan left slowly, just taking a look from the time he came in to the time he left. Li Qingming and the others faced many challenges and difficulties on the path of the Red Army. Desire was one of them. Once they mastered the gun in their hands, they would have

The right to live and kill others depends on their choice whether to hold a gun to protect them or to hold a gun and point the gun at them to satisfy their own selfish desires.

Therefore, this can be regarded as a test for them.

Li Qingming called the four squad leaders over. When they came to the cellar, opened the box and saw the shining silver coins, everyone's eyes were straight. They couldn't believe that a landlord actually owned a box of silver coins.

The silver dollar made them feel incredible.

One silver dollar is enough for a person to live for a year. How many people can such a big box feed?

You must know that one silver dollar at that time could buy more than thirty kilograms of rice or eight kilograms of pork locally. How much rice and pork could such a large box of silver dollars buy?

Yang Chenglin stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched the cold silver dollar. Li Qingming stepped forward and scolded: "Yang Chenglin, what are you doing!"

Yang Chenglin said with uncontrollable excitement: "Deputy platoon leader, all this money is from the landlords. This money belongs to our Nianping Village. The landlords have exploited us for many years. How can we only have so little food? The landlords must have exchanged it for

Got the silver dollar!”

He looked at the box of silver dollars in front of him and said: "The money here must be obtained by the landlords selling grain, it must be!"

Sun Zhiyong, Hu Xianfeng and Wen Juxin did not say anything, but their eyes were fixed on Li Qingming. Li Qingming said calmly: "We are no longer ordinary, unarmed farmers. We are now glorious Red Army soldiers. We still remember the platoon leader."

Did you tell us? The platoon leader said that our Red Army is an army of the people, an army that belongs to the people, and does not take any needle or thread from the masses! This money comes from the masses and must be returned to the masses!"

A basin of cold water was poured on everyone's heads. After Yang Chenglin calmed down, he said: "Deputy platoon leader, I forgot about this matter. This money was obtained by the landlords from exploiting the farmers, so it should be returned to the farmers."

Li Qingming nodded with satisfaction: "The platoon leader also said that we are destined to encounter various things along the way. The temptation of money is inevitable, but as long as we have the people in our hearts, no temptation can stop us! Ours

The will is indestructible!"

Sun Zhiyong said passionately: "The platoon leader is right. Without the platoon leader, we would still be living under the oppression and exploitation of the landlords. Let alone the money, whether we would survive or not would have already been

A problem, not to mention that we have now become a glorious Red Army soldier!"

Although several people were tempted by the box of Yuan Datou in front of them, they soon woke up and encouraged each other. Suddenly they discovered that their real wealth was not the silver coins in front of them that could meet their material needs, but the money given by Xia Yuan.

With their spiritual wealth, these spiritual wealth cannot be exchanged for money.

They carried the box up, and after counting, they found that there were a total of 4,700 silver dollars in one box. This was a very huge amount of wealth, so huge that the people who were checking the money found it unbelievable.

The fourth platoon leader Wen Juxin said angrily: "Four thousand, seven hundred silver dollars, damn landlords, this money is enough to feed many people. Many people starve to death in our Nianping Village every year. If this money is given to them, they will not

They could survive if they starved to death, but due to the exploitation of the landlords, they starved to death alive. I followed my father to bury their corpses. They were so light that I could lift them with one hand, but the skin was strangled.

Bones, some people’s stomachs are bulging, my dad said they ate bark and couldn’t pull it out and suffocated to death.”

Hu Xianfeng clenched his fists hard, and the flames in his eyes almost shot out: "Damn the landlord, death is not a pity, the landlord has robbed our food, so that we can only eat wild vegetables, and sometimes even have to eat trees

If it weren’t for the landowners, why would so many of us starve to death?”

Yang Chenglin nodded and said: "To become a glorious volunteer soldier, we must defeat the landlords and give the villagers a peaceful life! The platoon leader is right, the people are the real owners of the land, and the landlords are nothing!"


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