march to victory

"Qingshan, the order is too big, don't take it to your heart... Although you didn't catch up this time, with your ability, it will be a matter of time before you get ahead. My comrades and I firmly believe in this point."

Just after leaving the Zhaotouzhai garrison, seeing Zhang Qingshan hurrying on his way, the squad leader thought he was in a mood, so he naturally came to enlighten him--Huang Debao was also very depressed for not being able to participate in tomorrow's commendation meeting: speaking on behalf of all recruits, it is not just Zhang Qingshan's personal honor is even more the honor of the whole class of fighters.

In fact, Zhang Qingshan was not only not discouraged, but was extremely excited, not only because he was still not used to giving speeches in front of people, but more importantly: the purpose of Sanlian’s rapid march was to go to Guitang Town with the regiment’s propaganda team, and Stay there for a while.Guitang Town is not only the birthplace of Zhang Qingshan, but also the residence of his great enemy, Widow Tian... Thinking of taking revenge on the bully, Widow Tian, ​​he wished he could grow wings and fly over, so he hurried on his way briskly .But it's hard to tell others about this little thought, which makes Huang Debao mistakenly think that he is having a temper.

With Zhang Qingshan, a native of Guitang Town, there was no need for a guide, and the third squad naturally became the pioneer of the whole company.

When it was dark, the team came to a small waterfall, drank spring water, ate dry food, and after a short rest for half an hour, they were about to set off.Seeing Huang Debao handing over a torch with some tung oil on it, Zhang Qingshan was taken aback: "Squad leader, what do you want a torch for?"

"Light up the road!"

Seeing Huang Debao rolled his eyes, Zhang Qingshan curled his lips and was about to speak when he heard movement behind him, turned around and saw comrades were lighting torches, he ran over and shouted: "Don't light the torches, quickly light the torches!" Went out……"

He ran to those who lit the torches, grabbed the torches from their hands, and stomped on the fire while still on the ground.

Huang Debao chased after him and grabbed him, angrily said: "Zhang Qingshan, what are you doing?"

"Squad leader, I have good intentions, this torch really can't be lit."

"Can't order?"

"Old Huang, let him go first." The company commander Zhang Guozhi came over, glanced at Huang Debao, and asked Zhang Qingshan solemnly: "Xiao Zhang, tell me, why can't this torch be lit?"

The folk customs in Xiangxi are extremely tough, there are as many bandits as cow hair, but the mountains are high and the forests are dense. It doesn't matter who you are or how many people you have when you pass by the territory. Even if tens of thousands of troops pass by, he is only one person, and he dares to hide on the mountain and shoot you with a black gun. After he shoots you, he sneaks into the dense forest. Not to mention those who don't chase, the tens of thousands of troops can't delay the trip just to catch him, right?Over time, a rule of walking at night has been formed: discredit and hurry!If you dare to pass by with a torch, you must have the awareness of being regarded as a living target for gun practice.

What's more, after the Red Army came, many local tyrants and bullies hid in the mountains with their minions, but the Red Army was too busy dealing with the national army and had no time to wipe them out. Therefore, although these stubborn local tyrants did not dare to openly fight the Red Army, But I still have the courage to hide in the dark and shoot coldly.In this way, it is difficult for you not to be sniped on the hundred-mile journey from Zhaotou Village to Guitang Town with such a big fanfare holding a torch.

"Tsk!" The company commander smacked his mouth, and muttered dumbfoundingly: "This arrogant...is really a local characteristic."

"If you want to eat spicy food, don't be afraid of spicy food, and if you want to be a Red Army, don't be afraid of being killed!" Huang Debao exclaimed unconvinced: "If you are afraid of this and that, why should you be a Red Army? How can you accomplish the goal of saving the working people in the world?"

"Old Huang, even though that is the case, our goal this time is Guitang Town, and we still need to avoid unnecessary losses as much as possible." The company commander pondered for a while, and asked: "Xiao Zhang, you know the local folk customs. There is no good solution?"

"Comrades, please remember: what is white is stone, what is black is soil, and what reflects light is water." Zhang Qingshan looked up at the crescent moon that had just risen, and said, "Company commander, look at the situation, the moon tonight Not too much, if you’re traveling at night, keep up with each other, it’s best if the comrades behind can grab the hem of the comrades in front, so as not to fall behind and fall into the ravine... Also, try not to make any noise.”

After Zhang Guozhi sent someone to pass on the words, he said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang, I have a mission for you: you lead the way ahead, and everyone follows your command... I will give you a great credit for taking everyone to the destination safely and smoothly." .”

"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the task." Zhang Qingshan saluted with great joy.But in the next second, he thought of something, and asked with a dry smile: "Company commander, in fact, most of the bandits here will shoot at the sky first when encountering people who are driving at night, and then shout out after scaring the other party. If you can't answer, you will start a fight. You see, if someone asks a question, and the words are more ugly, I..."

"It's okay, just say what you want." The company commander asked curiously: "Xiao Zhang, what do they call our Red Army?"

Zhang Qingshan knew that the company commander was making fun of him, so he had no choice but to answer seriously: "Some call us red-headed (the description is not afraid of death, and the deeper meaning is not to be messed with), and some call us... red bandits or Red-haired boy, report to the company commander, it's their screaming, it's not me."

"It's okay, when the time comes, they shout, I allow you to say that, it doesn't count as your mistake."

"Yes!"

What a good but not bad spirit!

The crescent moon hangs high and the mist is hazy.

"Oh!"

After walking over the mountains and ridges for more than ten miles, gunshots came from the dense forest halfway up the mountain on the right, and the frightened people lay down on the small ridge on the right, ready to fight.

"Qingshan, what's going on?"

"Squad leader, it's the sound of gunfire, it should be bandits."

Huang Debao frowned, and was about to speak, when he heard someone yelling from the middle of the mountain: "The people below listen to me, I see that you still understand the rules, and report your name."

"We are the Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, and we are taking advantage of the expensive road to travel far, so please make it convenient for us."

"Bullshit convenience, leave the road money, get out!"

"It's convenient for others and convenient for you!" Zhang Qingshan frowned, with a bit of anger, and threatened in the local dialect: "Everyone has no grievances in the past and no hatred in the present, you should know that I will be delayed by you, so don't blame me. We don't follow the rules, and we will try our best to kill you."

This is the truth: Not long after the Red Army arrived in Longshan, they were busy dealing with Chiang Kai-shek, local landlord bullies, and large groups of bandits. They also had no time to wipe out these small groups of bandits, so naturally they had no hatred.What's more, most of these little bandits are local farmers, who were killed by local landlords and bullies before they went to the mountains and fell grass. The Red Army also mainly recruited these people.

I don't know how the bandits on the mountain discussed it. After a full minute, when Zhang Qingshan and others got a little impatient, the bandits on the mountain shouted: "This time I will save face for you, don't go this way in the future."

"Thank you!" Zhang Qingshan thanked by the way, and asked the comrades behind him to wait, but he himself stood up and walked more than ten steps. Seeing that there was no gunshot on the mountain, he made sure that it was safe, and then let the comrades hurry up...