When the platoon leader Zhao Gong returned to the station, he summoned all the soldiers in the platoon.
As mentioned before, the Songhu Independent Regiment is a strengthened regiment. It is a regiment in name, but in fact it is almost a division. Therefore, the units below it must be upgraded accordingly. For example, Zhao Gong is only a regiment in name.
He is a platoon commander, but he actually lives the life of a company commander, with more than 120 people under his command.
According to the regulations, for the Communist Party of China, units at regiment level and above are equipped with political commissars, units at battalion level are equipped with instructors, and units at company level are equipped with instructors. However, there are no party branches below the company level. However, the situation of the Songhu Independent Regiment is too special.
, so the party branch has been established up to the platoon level, and each platoon is assigned a party representative.
The name of the party representative of the 1st Company and 1st Platoon of the Second Battalion is Li Yingqing.
Li Yingqing is an old party member. He used to be a member of the Shanghai Underground Party. After joining the Songhu Independent League, he was sent to partner with Zhao Gong as a platoon of party representatives. Zhao Gong had a hot temper, but Li Yingqing's temper was hidden in everything.
Zhao Gong dares to fight but is very nervous, but Li Yingqing is thoughtful and thoughtful, and the two of them work together very well.
As soon as Zhao Gong returned to the first platoon station, he immediately told Li Yingqing about the situation.
Li Yingqing is an old party member. The style of the Communist Party is to take responsibility for oneself, so it is even less likely to be resistant to this kind of task. He nodded and said: "Okay, I will convene a meeting with all platoon commanders and fighters, and then write a suicide note!"
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A moment later, more than 120 commanders and combatants from the entire platoon gathered at the station operations, and it was completely dark.
Zhao Gong strode to the front of the queue, Leng Jun's eyes swept across the faces of the entire platoon of soldiers, and said loudly: "Brothers, the regiment commander and battalion commander said that going to Baoshan is a fatal mission! But I
What I want to say is that our brothers in the Songhu Independent Regiment have all crawled out of the dead and have died once. How can we still be afraid of death? This is nonsense!"
After a pause, Zhao Gong said again: "Brothers, let me tell you, there is nothing terrible about death. It is just closing your eyes and going underground. But even if we are underground, we will continue to fight against the Japanese. No.
The little devil is crying for his father and mother, so we can't be considered a real ghost, don't you think?"
"Yes!" More than a hundred commanders and soldiers responded with enthusiasm.
Zhao Gong turned his attention to Li Yingqing again and said: "Now please give instructions to the party representative."
After saying that, Zhao Gong walked aside, and Li Yingqing stepped forward and stood in front of the queue, saying: "Comrades, I have no instructions here. I just want to say one thing: the party and the people will never forget your sacrifice today.
Future generations will never forget what you have dedicated today!"
After saying that, Li Yingqing walked aside.
Zhao Gong walked back to the queue and said: "Okay, now you can go back and write the suicide note. After the suicide note is written, it will be handed over to the party representative for safekeeping. If you come back alive this time, the party representative will naturally return the suicide note to you.
If you can't come back, this suicide note will be sent back to your hometown. It's of no use, but at least it will give an explanation to your family."
Immediately, the queue disbanded, and more than 120 commanders and soldiers returned to the barracks to prepare to write suicide notes.
It is said that they are writing suicide notes, but in fact, there are only a few people who actually write suicide notes, because most of the soldiers in this era are illiterate who have fallen down on their poles. You ask them to write suicide notes? It is better to take a break as soon as possible, so
, it can only be dictated by these big soldiers, and then written by literate soldiers.
Li Yingqing was one of the only literate officers and soldiers in the row, and he was the one with the highest diploma. Therefore, the number of soldiers who gathered in front of Li Yingqing and asked to write suicide notes was also the largest, more than thirty people! Li Yingqing even didn't even have dinner.
I didn't even bother to eat. I kept writing until about ten o'clock in the night before I finally finished.
After stretching his sore wrists, Li Yingqing was about to get up and go to the cafeteria for dinner. He thought to himself that today's dinner was really late, but the thought of being able to help so many soldiers leave a suicide note was worth it.
, However, when Li Yingqing turned around, he found a soldier standing blankly in front of the window, looking at the night outside the window.
Li Yingqing took a closer look and saw that it was Li Dan, a group of soldiers. Li Dan was not a veteran of the National Army who returned from injury, but he was also one of the first to join the Songhu Independent Regiment. He had participated in street battles with the Ninth Division and Jiangwan.
, the Battle of Luodian, can be regarded as a veteran in the true sense.
After Li Yingqing thought about it for a moment, he remembered that Li Dan had not left a suicide note.
At that moment, Li Yingqing asked: "Li Dan, why didn't you write a suicide note as required?"
Li Dan turned around and said with a dull expression: "Why are you writing a suicide note?"
"Why do you write a suicide note?" Li Yingqing couldn't help but suffocated slightly after hearing this, and then said, "The reason why I wrote a suicide note is of course just in case. If you die on the battlefield, your parents can know the news in time.
From now on, although you can no longer fulfill your filial piety in front of your parents, this suicide note can always accompany your parents. One day, if your parents miss you, you can take out the suicide note and read it.
...have something to think about."
Li Dan shook his head and replied dully: "But I don't have parents."
"Don't you have parents?" Li Yingqing looked dim, then asked, "What about the brothers and sisters?"
Li Dan continued to shake his head and said: "I don't have any brothers or sisters. From the day I can remember, I have been alone. When I was sleepy, I would sleep in the wilderness. When I was hungry, I would beg for food from others. Sometimes I couldn't get any food.
I had no choice but to go hungry. I remember one time, I had been hungry for several days. I was so hungry that I really didn’t have the strength to walk, so I collapsed on the roadside, and then I met my dad.”
"Dad?" Li Yingqing asked, "So, he adopted you?"
Li Dan nodded and said, "Dad adopted me and raised me."
Li Yingqing said: "Yes, then you can leave a suicide note for your father."
Li Dan still shook his head and said: "But dad is also dead, and was blown up by a Japanese bomb."
Li Yingqing was silent, but he felt pity in his heart. When it comes to his miserable life experience, I am afraid that no one can compare with Li Dan. No matter how miserable others are, they still have a few relatives. If they don't have close relatives, they still have distant relatives.
At least he could still find someone to leave a suicide note to, but Li Dan couldn't find a suitable person to leave a suicide note to even if he wanted to.
It is said that it is a great pain in life to have a child who wants to be taken care of but is not cared for by his relatives. However, did the person who wrote this sentence ever think that some people have never even met their relatives?
If Li Dan really died on the Baoshan battlefield this time, except for a cold number on the battle report, no one would remember him, let alone anyone shed a tear for him! He was like a passer-by, leaving in a hurry
After less than twenty years of life, he quickly disappeared into this cruel world.
Thinking of this, Li Yingqing couldn't help but feel a sore nose and said: "Li Dan, you have to write a suicide note!"
"Oh." Li Dan said softly, and then asked, "But, who should I write to?"
"Write to me!" Li Yingqing held back the tears in his eyes and added, "It just so happens that your surname is Li. As long as you don't dislike me, I will be your brother and your relative from now on."
"Brother?" Li Dan's eyes immediately lit up and he asked with hope, "Really?"
"Really." Li Yingqing sat down at the table again, took out his pen and said, "Brother, you can dictate."
The look in Li Dan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he immediately said with high spirits: "Brother, we will set off tomorrow. This time our battalion is going to Baoshan. I heard from the platoon leader that this battle is very dangerous, and it is very possible to go there.
I can't come back, and I don't have anything of value with me. I only saved a few dollars, which are my usual allowances, and I'm not willing to spend them."
While talking, Li Dan took out a small bag from his pocket and pushed it in front of Li Yingqing.
Judging from the sound, this small pocket should contain silver coins, and it seems to be quite a lot.
"This money..." Li Yingqing instinctively wanted to refuse, but soon realized that this pocket of silver dollars was no longer just money for Li Dan. If he really sacrificed it, this would be what he left behind.
The relics of his relatives are also the only evidence that can prove that he has been in this world.
"Okay." Li Yingqing said, holding back tears, "I'll accept the money."
Seeing Li Yingqing accept the small bag, Li Dan left happily.
There was a performance by the propaganda team tonight, and all the brothers in the platoon went to watch the performance. Li Dan was not in the mood just now, but after writing the suicide note and leaving the relics, Li Dan finally got in the mood to watch the performance.
Li Dan felt relaxed, but Li Yingqing's mood became extremely heavy.
After thinking for a while, Li Yingqing turned the notebook to a blank page and wrote:
My parents are here: We said goodbye to each other at Meizhou Station, it has been four years in a hurry, I miss you so much! Has my father's leg disease gotten better? Has my mother's eye disease been relieved? Has my brother's business improved? My son, today I am in the Songhu Independent Group.
He took up the position of party representative, but tomorrow, his army will go to Baoshan County, where the journey will be dangerous and life or death will be uncertain.
It is extremely unfilial for a son to be unable to serve at the knees of his parents and fulfill the filial piety of a son of man!
I just beg my brother to fulfill my filial piety, and if there is an afterlife, I will tie a grass ring as a repayment just in case.
If the letter arrives, it means that your son has died for the country. Parents, please do not mourn. Your son has fought and died for the country! I still remember that my father taught his son before he entered school: as a scholar, you should govern and secure the country; as a soldier, you should
His body was wrapped in horse leather! Today, my son finally got his long-cherished wish, and his body was wrapped in horse leather! This is the highest honor for a soldier, and his parents should be proud of their son.
Unfilial Son Li Yingqing’s Final Work, May 28th of the Republic of China.
After writing, Li Yingqing burst into tears, and even the words in his notebook were lost. As a last resort, Li Yingqing could only dry his eyes, copy the suicide note again, and then slowly remove the paper with the suicide note.
Tear it off, fold it in half, and carefully put it into your pocket.
