When Political Commissar Jiang left, he entrusted Lu Zhaopeng to be the acting political commissar. Political Commissar Jiang walked through the willow forest and entered the field of basil and thatch. None of the three leaders who stood still said nothing and kept watching Political Commissar Jiang looming over the basil and thatch.
His head completely disappeared, and they all looked at each other in unison. Lu Zhaopeng felt a sense of melancholy and emptiness in his heart, as if his backbone had been ripped out, and he was at a loss. He said: "I propose that Wang come out to be the acting political commissar." Commander Liao.
Deputy Commander He Quan only glanced at him and said: "Go and call Wang." Former Deputy Political Commissar Wang, who had come down to the cooking class, walked over slowly and stopped with a cold face. Commander Liao told Political Commissar Jiang to return to the city.
Regarding the situation reported by the provincial party committee and the opinions of entrusting him to be the acting political commissar, Deputy Political Commissar Wang did not express his position at first, but said coldly: "What if Jiang went to the Kuomintang Provincial Party Headquarters to report?" Lu Zhaopeng was choked and could not speak.
With the next mouthful of saliva, Commander Liao obviously saw Deputy Political Commissar Wang's chicken intestines and belly, and said rudely: "Comrade, your attitude is disappointing." Deputy Commander Quan moderated: "Deputy Political Commissar Wang, don't forget about today's past.
Today, or what should we do now?" Lu Zhaopeng immediately agreed: "What is most important is our next step." Deputy Political Commissar Wang still said coldly: "Go back. Withdraw Mao Qin."
It's too late." Commander Liao asked in surprise and anger: "Are you expressing your opinion out of responsibility for the team, or are you betting on Jiang Zhiqi to win or lose?" Deputy Political Commissar Wang said, "How can we separate this?" Commander Liao said angrily:
"What do you two think about withdrawing or advancing?" Deputy Commander Quan now became extremely patient and gentle: "It would be best if everyone calmed down. I don't think there is sufficient basis for withdrawing now." Lu Zhaopeng felt that Deputy Commander Quan's opinion
Consistent with his own, he immediately said: "I agree with Deputy Commander Quan." Then he sincerely persuaded Deputy Political Commissar Wang: "You can keep your opinion. You should still act as political commissar." Deputy Political Commissar Wang smiled coldly.
Said: "I...it's better to go back to the cooking class."
Commander Liao didn't say anything, and didn't even glance at Deputy Political Commissar Wang who had turned away. He said to Lu Zhaopeng and Deputy Commander Quan, "We still have to move forward." The team was gathered and continued to move forward, and arrived near dusk.
The open area between the two villages to the north of Ziqiao. Lu Zhaopeng and Deputy Commander Quan dressed up as local farmers and walked into the streets of Zishuiqiao. They wandered around the north end of the bridge for a long time without seeing anything that Political Commissar Jiang was responding to.
Seeing signs, the two did not dare to wait any longer and left the town. Quan said: "We are like a wolf that came out of the mountains. The world is open but full of dangers." Zhaopeng smiled bitterly and said nothing. The two returned to the assembly area, and Commander Liao couldn't wait.
He pulled the two of them a little further away and said in a joking tone: "Deputy Political Commissar Wang seems to be on his way up." Commander Liao did not ask about the rescue, but told them a grim fact: Political Commissar Jiang did not
Report back to the provincial party committee. So where did Political Commissar Jiang go? Something happened on the way or... Lu Zhaopeng asked hurriedly: "What's your basis?" Commander Liao revealed a secret: before the team left the mountain, he sent people in behind Political Commissar Jiang's back.
The city reported to the provincial party committee and requested the provincial party committee to give specific instructions on the march plan. The comrade who reported the report had just returned and asked the team to quickly withdraw to Maoqin or first enter the Qinling Mountains to hide. Lu Zhaopeng seemed to suddenly become as light as a feather, casually
Even a breeze could lift it, which was a real premonition of complete destruction. He grabbed his hair and squatted down softly, saying: "I didn't stop this adventure..." Deputy Commander Quan said sincerely
"Commander Liao, I can't help you and me, bastards..." Commander Liao shook his head in pain: "It's only me who is to blame, not you. Don't say who is to blame or not, and try to save the troops as soon as possible." Lu Zhaopeng saw Commander Liao's seven-color card.
His face was full of pain and fear, urgent remorse, and yet he was still calm. He instructed Lu Zhaopeng to call Deputy Political Commissar Wang, and still spoke in his humorous and teasing manner: "Okay, now we will do it according to your opinion. You can't be a gang."
Damn it, let's be a political commissar. The word "agent" is too long-winded, so just go ahead and criticize it." Political Commissar Wang still said coldly: "I have changed my mind about 'withdrawing'." Lu Zhaopeng looked at this stern and a bit indifferent
Political Commissar Wang said teasingly: "Mao Mao always doesn't get along." Political Commissar Wang said: "We withdraw, what if Mao Qin's lair is disturbed?" Commander Liao patted Political Commissar Wang on the shoulder and said: "Okay, let's
Joined together - Entering the Qinling Mountains"
After the order to retreat was given, the troops became a little slack. Those soldiers who were planning to enter the city to eat mutton steamed buns were full of resentment and shot at the cars passing by on the road for no reason. The gunshots suddenly triggered the sound of artillery and the bombardment of cannons.
Shaking the earth, the team accelerated their retreat. But Lu Zhaopeng didn't know that they had escaped from destruction by luck. It turned out that the city defense garrison was stationed in the grassy beach area only ten miles south of the bridge, and their whereabouts had already been discovered, and
Reported to the commander. The commander was a shabby military commander with a background of bandits. He waved his hand and said: "Bomb away, bomb away, bomb away, forget it." The deputy suggested: "You should eat the food that is delivered to your mouth." The commander said.
: "That 'vegetable' is a jar of pickled cabbage with radish tassels. I can't hand over the cannons and machine guns, and there are certainly no yellow goods and white goods. Those broken guns will become a burden when I hand them over. Ten of us killing him are not worth one of his killing me."
, Killing ten of them will not save us one, and if he kills one of me, I will lose one..." Although the commander is a rough man, he does not mess up his mind... This leaves Lu Zhaopeng and the others the opportunity to move safely.
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The plan of action to enter the Qinling Mountains was quickly decided upon. Lishan Mountain, famous for its scenery and hot springs, was the closest mountain and naturally became the best route for evacuation. Lu Zhaopeng was from Guanzhong, so he was pushed to be the leader.
position, and Commander Liao walked in front, leading the team towards Lishan, with Political Commissar Wang and Deputy Commander Quan supervising from behind. This Red Army team, which only fired a few shots at passing cars, was completely exhausted by the mud, rain, hunger and diarrhea.
, strange words among the soldiers began to pop up, "You should choose a good day when you are strolling around Pingchuan to enjoy the scenery." "We don't hit others, and they don't hit us, so we just run away. This is what kind of strategy is this?"
"In the evening, when the troops entered a ravine leading to Lishan Mountain, Lu Zhaopeng suddenly felt that his heart that was hanging in the air fell into place. It was a kind of safe support provided by the mountain. Nine times out of ten, it came from
The soldiers in the mountainous areas of northern Shaanxi have a keener sense of the mountains, and their emotions are more active. They make weird and witty remarks and sarcastic remarks one after another. Lu Zhaopeng couldn't help but whisper: "It's better if you couldn't insist on it in the first place." Commander Liao also said
He whispered: "In that case, the team will be broken in half." Lu Zhaopeng asked: "Didn't you create this team by yourself?" Commander Liao smiled and said: "He is very good at talking, I can't speak against him."
Lu Zhaopeng said sarcastically: "I think you always seem to be a little timid about him." Commander Liao said: "He is sent by the provincial party committee." After saying that, he asked sarcastically: "Aren't you the same? He asked you to be the deputy political commissar.
"If you don't do it right, you still can't defeat him, right?" Lu Zhaopeng didn't say anything. After walking out of the ravine and stepping onto a mountain ridge like a donkey's spine, Lu Zhaopeng stopped for a moment and looked south. The knife-cut flat top of Bailuyuan opposite showed a blurry
The outline of the mountain meanders from east to west. At that moment, a snow-like white deer jumped up and disappeared on the original roof where the dusk clouds hung together. Lu Zhaopeng licked his chapped lips.
He said to Commander Liao beside him: "Did you see it?" Commander Liao asked without surprise: "What did you see?" Lu Zhaopeng still couldn't restrain his excitement: "Look over there, my hometown - Bailuyuan."
Political Commissar Wang rushed from the back to the front, patted Lu Zhaopeng on the shoulder and said: "Your mission is accomplished. You did a good job of leading the way. It's my turn to lead the way when we enter the mountain." Lu Zhaopeng fell to the back of the team and Quan
The deputy commander came to the rear. Political Commissar Wang is from the mountains, and his village is the most remote warehouse in the Qinling Mountains under the jurisdiction of Zishui County. The team did not stop for a moment, walking along the mountain ridges and leaning on the cliffs.
The mountains are getting higher and higher, and the roads are getting thinner and thinner, until there is no road at all, and we still keep walking along the beams or climbing over ditches. The sky becomes completely dark. Those who stumble and stumble yell and curse before getting up and moving forward.
Let's go. The soldiers no longer had the interest in making wisecracks, so they took the opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction with curses. Deputy Commander Quan was an offensive faction. His opinion was rejected, and he followed without saying a word with deep shame and shame.
At the back of the team, Lu Zhaopeng didn't say anything when he talked to him several times, so he couldn't help but playfully stabbed the commander of the Northern Shaanxi Army: "How could you, Deputy Commander Quan, hold your breath for the mutton soaked buns?" He still said
Don't say anything.
Near midnight, the team entered Zhangping Town deep in the Qinling Mountains and settled down. The whole town mobilized more than a dozen families to light a fire to cook rice dumplings. The soldiers drank and then lay down. Lu Zhaopeng was shot by gunfire just as he fell asleep.
He woke up to the sound of intensive gunshots, like the crisp sound of his mother frying cornstarch in a pot. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and rushed out of the house, fell into a ditch covered with vines and grass, and took advantage of the opportunity to hide in the ditch.
After observing the formation there, we sadly discovered that Zhangping Town was completely surrounded. The enemy was like an encircling net from the hillsides on the north and south and the mountain roads on the east and west. The Red Army soldiers were running around, unable to form a breakthrough.
Strength. He jumped forward against a low slope. His calves felt numb and heavy. He must have been shot when he rushed out of the back door of the house. Lu Zhaopeng jumped forward and then lay down to hide for a while.
Seeing the dark figure of the enemy leaping over the gentle slope above his head, his mind was very clear and calm, which surprised him. At that moment, a thought even flashed in his mind proudly: Okay, I can still do it.
Then he jumped over the slope and entered a river ditch. He found a figure running in the same direction as him. He shouted out in a hurry: "Thirty-six-thirty-six-thirty-six, follow me-" Gou Gou
Someone in Chacha shouted: "Thirty-six—thirty-six is coming—wait for thirty-six—" Lu Zhaopeng picked up more than two dozen escaping soldiers of the Thirty-sixth Army and walked along the river ditch.
After running for more than twenty miles, he turned and changed direction and entered Shuangcha Valley... He had no idea that from the moment they evacuated from Zishui Bridge, a net had already been opened to them. When they were drinking in Zhangping Town
While they were making sweet rice porridge, the direct army had already completed their formation to surround them on all sides, and was just waiting for them to sleep...
Lu Zhaopeng had lived in Heiwa's cave for half a month, and his wounds had long since healed. He still couldn't figure out what kind of magical pills the old man with a white beard had in his gourd. In the first six or seven days, his thumbs were filled with pills every day.
Twenty or thirty brothers went down the mountain and searched for the lost Red Army soldiers. They gave them a few silver coins or a pinch of tobacco paste, and then pointed out the path out of the mountain. Before leaving, Lu Zhaopeng said to his thumb: "You are very loyal.
"You and I are destined. If I die and you die, we will meet again." Thumb said, "Why are you going down the mountain now? Your team is gone." Lu Zhaopeng said, "I have to get another army."
Come."
Heiwa personally escorted Zhaopeng out of the mountain. When the rooster crowed twice and walked out of the valley, the two parted ways. Heiwa said: "Whenever you need help from your brothers, just ask." Lu Zhaopeng said: "You have to say it.
, I still say the same old saying, if you think about it again, you can no longer be the king of the mountain, even if you recruit the An County security team..." Heiwa was stunned. Zhaopeng nodded affirmatively again, turned around and strode away.