It was a starless night. The sky was as dark as the bottom of a pot. The northwest wind blowing from the distant sea was bone-chilling, and there was a slight salty smell in the wind.
A recruit who had been in the army for less than a year was standing behind a snake-shaped barbed wire fence with a semi-automatic rifle with a bayonet. Behind him was a large iron gate painted in grass green. The electric light hanging in front of the guard room was flickering in the cold wind due to the unstable voltage.
This was a division of the field army, codenamed Mount Tai. The division guard company was responsible for the security. The guards were divided into two levels. There was a sentry at the gate and another gate about 50 meters away from the gate, guarded by two soldiers with submachine guns.
The sentry standing in front of the gate was pacing back and forth on the sentry post. He was waiting for the next sentry to come and change his shift. He would be laid off in twenty minutes. He rubbed his eyes hard to overcome the waves of drowsiness that were assaulting him. Suddenly, the lights of a car lit up in the distance, and a jeep with a military license plate came flying over. The sentry raised his hand to signal for the jeep to stop. The jeep suddenly stopped behind the white line, making a harsh grinding sound. Two officers in four-pocket uniforms jumped out of the car and ran over to the sentry. The sentry raised his gun and shouted,"Who is it? Stop right there!" As he spoke, the bullet was loaded. An officer raised his briefcase and said,"
"Military intelligence department, there's an urgent document to hand to the division commander.”The sentinel was a little late. Suspicious, the two officers had already arrived in front of him. One of the tall officers grabbed the sentry's rifle and pulled it to the side. The other arm suddenly waved. The sentry immediately fell to the ground. The attacker turned around and shone his flashlight into the distance. The bright lights of the car immediately lit up in the distance. The trucks full of the "Jinggangshan Corps" fighters came one after another. The iron gate was quickly opened and the convoy rushed into the gate.
The sentries at the second cordon saw that the gate was wide open and a few trucks had rushed in. They knew that something had changed and quickly raised their submachine guns to warn the sky. At the same time, they shouted to stop the car. The truck stopped, and a group of young female workers in denim overalls jumped out of the truck. They held the red flag of the Jinggangshan Corps high and walked forward hand in hand. In the darkness, the female workers sang, Make up your mind, not afraid of sacrifice, overcome all difficulties, and strive for victory.
Facing the young female workers who were unafraid of death and singing generously, the sentry's hand that held the trigger trembled. It took some courage to shoot at unarmed women. The sentry was not an executioner, so he could not do it. Moreover, he did not receive any orders to shoot at this moment. The sentry lowered his gun…
Zou Ming's ambush was very successful. In less than half an hour, the entire division headquarters was occupied. The sleeping Taishan Division commander and political commissar were chased out in their undergarments, and the armory was opened. Under Zou Ming's re-deployment, the division headquarters compound became a fortress. From the main gate to the headquarters, five lines of defense were built with sandbags. Rows of machine guns were set up majestically on the sandbags. Heavy machine guns, anti-aircraft guns, and " 82 " recoilless cannons were also set up on the roof of the headquarters. Zou Ming decided to use this place as his new command center. There were sufficient food and ammunition, advanced communication systems, and hundreds of trucks from the division's vehicle battalion. Zou Ming's strength had greatly increased, and nothing could stop him from launching his final attack. The day of him wiping out the Red Revolution Alliance in one fell swoop was approaching.
Li Yunlong was woken up by Secretary Zheng in his sleep. When he heard the news, he did not get angry, which was within his expectations. The barracks of his army spanned across two provinces and there were dozens of them. If the rebels wanted to make a move, they could just find any place. It was impossible to guard against them. The key was what to do now. If a division was occupied and the military did nothing, it would immediately cause a chain reaction. This was not an example. The commander of the Taishan Division was Li Yunlong's old subordinate, and he grumbled angrily over the phone,""Number 1, I've been fighting for so many years, and this is the first time I've been chased out naked. These bastards are too much. As long as you give the order, I will transfer the Red Army of our division here. If I don't take back the division headquarters within half an hour, you will chop off my head. If I can only get beaten up and not fight back, then I won't be a soldier anymore. I'll even take off my military uniform and give it to the rebels. I'll go home and carry my child. Li Yunlong said angrily,"Come on, why are you complaining so much? If you have any complaints, don't complain to me. Go and complain to the Central Cultural Revolution Group. Report the losses. Only the sentry was hit with a heavy blow and suffered a concussion. He was still lying in the hospital. In terms of losses, apart from weapons and ammunition, all the documents in the confidential room fell into the hands of the rebels. There was also the password to the radio station, the distribution map of the division's permanent fortifications, and the establishment of troops and weapons. "The teacher said.
Li Yunlong was silent. The development of the situation was much more serious than he had expected. For the enemy agents, this was a rare opportunity. It was equivalent to handing over a large amount of top-secret information to the other party. The losses caused by this would be difficult to make up for. Li Yunlong's forehead was oozing with cold sweat. He knew that it would not be so easy to resolve this crisis. A slight change would affect the whole situation. It was impossible to resolve it without bloodshed. If he reported the situation to the higher authorities and waited for instructions, he would be able to get rid of his personal involvement, but the enemy agents would never wait. By then, those top-secret documents might have already been placed on the desks of some heads of national intelligence agencies. In addition, the Jinggangshan Corps had already obtained a large amount of weapons and ammunition. Zou Ming, who was once an infantry regiment commander, knew that speed was the most important thing in war. It was very likely that he would launch a large-scale attack on the eastern region occupied by the Red Revolution Alliance. The city would immediately be drowned in a pool of blood. Now, Uncle Ku didn't have time to wait. He needed to take action immediately.
Li Yunlong didn't have time to think. He decisively ordered,""Inform the guard battalion to gather immediately and prepare for battle.”The sharp battle alarm sounded, and the air in the headquarters suddenly became tense. Soldiers wearing helmets and fully armed were gathering. The staff officers of the headquarters had already taken their positions and were ready for battle. On the field, the commands of the officers were mixed with the roars of the engines of cars and motorcycles.
Secretary Zheng said to Li Yunlong worriedly,""Number 1, what if the rebels refuse to withdraw?”Li Yunlong's expression was cold as he said straightforwardly,""Use force to disarm. If anyone dares to resist, destroy them.”Zheng Bo took a deep breath and felt that this was no small matter. He changed his usual caution and rushed forward to stop Li Yunlong. He said in a pleading tone," Number One, once the troops open fire, the consequences will be unimaginable. There is no precedent in the country at present. The speech of Leader Mao about the February Countercurrent is still ringing in our ears. Number One, please think twice. This operation is not a small matter. If things go wrong, it will be a large-scale bloodshed…" Li Yunlong was walking out with a pistol holster. When he heard Zheng Bo's words, he suddenly stopped and hesitated. He dared to be impulsive even if he was the commander of the military region, but he had to listen to the words of the great man he respected. After decades of bloody battles under the military, this army had grown from weak to strong under the command of the military. Every word of the leader was like a bell to him. Li Yunlong suddenly felt weak all over and couldn't move. A few days ago, in a fit of anger, she said,"It has been known as a revolution for decades. In the end, it's afraid of the student movement. Who's afraid of the student movement? If he was afraid of the Northern Warlords and Duan Qirui, he would suppress them. What was the result? "Those who suppress the student movement don't have a good ending. They shout the mass line every day. When the masses really get up, they're scared to death and hate them to death…" Zheng Bo leaned closer to Li Yunlong's ear and asked,"What's wrong?""Number 1, do you think we should ask the central military and government for instructions?
"Li Yunlong thought for a moment and finally nodded.
The encrypted military line was opened. Li Yunlong skipped his level and hung up the phone to the military and political office. The incident in this city also shocked the military and political office. After listening to Li Yunlong's report, a person in charge of the daily work of the military and political office simply instructed,"You can come and take tough measures. Don't be soft on those who dare to ignore the Eight Rules of Military and Political Affairs. Don't be arrogant. With the imperial sword given by Leader Mao here, you have to act boldly.”The phone call from the office of the first deputy head of the military and government, the Minister of Defense, was also connected. Director Lin's instructions were very brief-they could counterattack.
"No. 1, what do you mean by 'tough measures'?" Secretary Zheng asked worriedly. What did he mean by 'can counterattack'? Was it with a gun, mouth, or a book of sayings? Why wasn't there any clear instructions? You must know that those rebels don't only have cold weapons like sabers and spears. They are already armed to the teeth. Would they obediently wait for us to disarm them? No. 1, I just went to take a look at the terrain. Zou Ming is an expert. He has built a complete defense system and has a greater advantage in firepower. Once the battle begins, both sides will suffer heavy casualties. No. 1, when the time comes, you won't be able to explain it even if you have a hundred mouths, unless there is a written order from the central military administration to shoot.”Li Yunlong's eyes were cold as he looked straight at Zheng Bo.""Secretary Zheng, are you afraid?" Zheng Bo hesitated for a moment before he met Li Yun Long's gaze.""Speak from the bottom of your heart?" "Of course." "No. 1, I am indeed scared. I am scared to death. I am not a coward.
Soldiers were not afraid of dying on the battlefield. They were afraid of dying without knowing why. They were even more afraid of dying in the hands of their own people. What we are facing now is not the enemy, but the masses. To put it nicely, it can be called a mass armed group. They are responding to the leader's call to revolt. If we shoot at them, we'll be the executioners suppressing the mass movement. On the other hand, they were also enemies. To put it bluntly, they were now a group of lawless armed mobs. Not only did they threaten national security, but they also threatened the safety of most of the residents in this city. As the No.1 Chief of the local garrison, if you did not take drastic measures and caused serious consequences, you should be charged with dereliction of duty. In short, this was the proverb,'success is also a matter of faction'. It was not up to us to fight or not to fight. No. 1, you know Tang. Was it Quijote? Li Yunlong shook his head and said," I've heard my wife mention it. Why?" He admired the chivalry of the Middle Ages and lived in the illusion he created all day long. As time passed, he regarded the illusion as reality and thought that he had become a knight who was responsible for eliminating the violent and saving the world. He did many ridiculous things that he thought were chivalrous, but he was teased and laughed at. Once, he saw a huge windmill and thought that this windmill was the incarnation of the evil devil. He bravely picked up a spear and fought with the windmill. In the end, he was beaten black and blue.
In the eyes of the world, he was a deranged and absurd guy. He lived in the history that had long passed away and did things according to the thoughts and feelings of that era that had long passed away. This was bound to cause a huge contrast between history and reality, and it was inevitable that he would be hit until his head was bleeding. "Li Yunlong was confused. He said impatiently,"You've gone in such a big circle. Are you trying to persuade me not to do this? Was he a quixotic? " Actually, I quite admire his courage and righteous spirit, as well as his heroic spirit in the face of evil, knowing that he could not do it. Unfortunately, reality has proven that no matter how outstanding a person is, it is impossible for them to surpass history, let alone stay in the past and be unable to extricate themselves. Otherwise, the era you live in will punish you. Number 1, in the army, I am just a small deputy regimental officer. I can't create history, control history, or be responsible for history. As for you…
"..." Li Yunlong looked like he was all ears.
" Number 1, you have the ability to create history or influence history. You hold the command of a large and well-equipped field army. Once you give the order to shoot, you will create a precedent in the country, which means that you have created history. Your name will also be recorded in history. As for whether it will be a good name or a bad name, it depends on who has the right to interpret history.”Li Yunlong smiled." I still don't understand. I gave the order. Of course, I should be responsible. What are you talking about?"
According to the convention of political struggles, the relationship between the chief and the secretary should be one of prosperity and loss.
"Li Yunlong stopped laughing. Zheng Bo's words really shocked him. It seems that his brain is a little simple. You have to admit that his words are irrefutable. Since it was a risky matter, there was no need to involve Zheng Bo. He picked up the phone and called the head of the military political department."I am Li Yunlong, and I am officially informing you that my secretary, Zheng Bo, was not firm in carrying out his orders. I have decided to remove his position as secretary and let the cadre department rearrange his work. I will ask him to report to you immediately." What was that? Don't think about the punishment first. Let him see how it goes. "After hanging up the phone, Li Yunlong said to Zheng Bo with a solemn expression," You've been with me for so many years, so you know my temper.
I like to be straightforward. As a man, you should speak your mind. Your words are very straightforward and reasonable. Just like what you said just now, you're just a small deputy regimental officer. It's impossible for you to be responsible for history. That's right. I'm not in a position to govern, but my situation is different. I have to be responsible for history. Who asked me to be the commander? I admit that my opponent might be much stronger than me, but the other party has already unsheathed his sword. How can I not draw my sword? I want to try my luck. Even if the era that belongs to me has ended, I have to draw a full stop, right? Little Zheng, you better take care of yourself.
"Tears welled up in Zheng Bo's eyes. Chief, thank you for protecting me, but you…what else can I do for you? "Li Yunlong waved his hand and said indifferently," If you can become a commander or a military commander in the future, don't shirk your responsibility. If everyone doesn't dare to take responsibility, then there's no need for our army to exist. "Zheng Bo saluted the old general with tears streaming down his face." Chief, I'll remember that. Please take care of yourself. I'll bid you farewell. "Li Yunlong looked at Zheng Bo's back and roared,""Let's go! "A green military radio vehicle is repeatedly broadcasting the 'Eight Rules of Military Administration' and the military's final message to the surrounded Jinggangshan Corps. The headquarters of the Taishan Division had been surrounded by the guards of the military. The soldiers with loaded guns and helmets had entered the attack line. The battle was about to start. It was the tenth time a warning sounded from the loudspeaker of the broadcast vehicle.…。Retreat from the military immediately and hand over your weapons and radio. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences…
At this moment, Li Yun Long had not really made up his mind. He really hoped that the rebels would surrender when the army came.
He could even take a step back. As long as they left the division headquarters, handed over the radio code and top-secret documents, and left the heavy equipment behind, he would accept it even if they took away some light weapons and ammunition.
Li Yunlong couldn't bear to kill these workers who were originally honest and conscientious. They weren't enemies. They were people who had been at the bottom of the society all year round. The title of " leadership class " didn't bring them much practical benefits. They had low wages all year round and barely supported their families. The heavy burden of life made them see no hope. They lived in low and crowded houses with almost no possibility of improvement. Li Yunlong had seen some of his classmates who used to be workers come to his house to look for Li Jian. They were wearing their father's worn-out work clothes and were full of patches. They stood at the door of the living room hesitantly, trembling and afraid to take a step forward. It was as if they had come to a noble's residence with blue tiles and red walls. The eyes of those children always flashed with the expression of a frightened deer, as if they were ready to run away at the sight of any movement. Li Jian often mentioned the family situation of some of his classmates to him."Dad, I have a classmate who only has a small house, but there are seven people living in it. She had to go to bed as soon as she entered. She ate and did her homework on the bed.”His son's words sent chills down Li Yunlong's spine. He didn't understand why the people were still living such a miserable life after more than ten years of liberation. Did these working people really feel like they were the masters of their own country? It was a sin to shoot at the people of An who were already living a hard life. Soldiers were not butchers or executioners. Moreover, this army was the children of the people. It was a sin to shoot at their own elders and brothers. These muddle-headed people were afraid of poverty and hardship. Once they heard that it was reasonable to rebel, they scrambled to rebel. Perhaps they thought that only rebellion could bring them new hope and improve their situation. Putting himself in Li Yunlong's shoes, when he participated in the "Jute Riot", he had the same mentality. At this moment, Li Yun Long's expression was calm as water, but his heart was like a boiling pot of oil. Cold sweat kept flowing down his back, and even his underwear was soaked. My fellow villagers, my brothers, you can leave now. I'll take all the weapons and ammunition with me.
Zou Ming, you bastard, even if you send someone out to negotiate, we can still negotiate. I beg you, as a commander, can I kneel down before you, your regiment commander? He felt that he couldn't hold on any longer. His heart was slowly softening, like a lump of soft mud that could be squeezed out of water. In his life, he had seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and bullets and rain. His heart had never softened, but now it was as soft as mud.
Wu Yushui, the commander of the military guard battalion, held a submachine gun and asked Li Yunlong,""Number 1, give the order. I promise to end the battle within half an hour.”In order to avoid a large-scale bloodshed, Li Yunlong gave the Jinggangshan Army another ten minutes to consider.
Time passed by, and the air was so tense that it seemed to be about to freeze. The broadcast of the Jinggangshan Corps came out with a song written for the Chinese poetry: The enemy had surrounded us, but we stood firm.
After the song, there was another wave of slogans: Long live the Jinggangshan Corps!
The soldiers of Jinggang Mountain swore to live and die together with the battlefield. Li Yunlong's heart hardened bit by bit, and his rationality seemed to have gained the upper hand. This group of rebels had to be disarmed. Their destructive power was too great. If they were not stopped now, they might launch an attack on the Red Revolution Alliance in the eastern district of the city tomorrow or even tonight. Although the leader of the Red Revolution Alliance, Du Changhai, was dead, he had trained many gunners. They still had tanks and "152" howitzers in their hands. Their command system was still operating effectively. When the strong "Jinggangshan Corps" attacked the eastern district in a large scale, The Red Revolution Alliance would not sit still and wait for death. They would fight like a cornered beast, even at the expense of mutual destruction. They would detonate the explosives placed in the engineering college at the core position. Those who were blinded by the battle would not care about the lives of others. Li Yunlong seemed to see the tragedy of the city under the bombardment of artillery, the death of thousands of people, the collapse of buildings, and the blue sparks of the high-voltage transmission lines that were blown up... He remembered a documentary he had seen before during World War II. It was a scene taken after the end of the street fighting in Stalingrador. The city in the film had become a huge, lifeless cemetery. In the past wars, the cruelest and most tragic battles were urban street battles. There was no clear line of battle, no distinction between front and back, no distinction between military targets and civilian buildings, no distinction between armed personnel and women and children. Both sides fought repeatedly on the streets and houses, and the casualty rate was astonishingly high. The entire city had become a huge flesh and blood mill…Li Yunlong did not dare to think about it anymore. If such a terrible ending happened, the No. 1 chief of the local garrison would become a scapegoat sooner or later. Since this bastard's "cultural revolution" has forced me into a corner, I can only fight with my back against the water and let the heavens decide my life and death.
The time limit was up. Li Yunlong gritted his teeth and ordered,"" Attack..." The assault team leaped up, and the soldiers rushed towards the gate in a line. At this moment, the broadcast from both sides had stopped. The scene was unusually quiet. Only the chaotic footsteps of the commando soldiers could be heard. The moment the troops approached the gate, the gunshots of the Jinggangshan Regiment rang out. From the sandbag fortification and the roof, the crossfire formed by light and heavy machine guns formed a fire net. The terrifying gunshots were particularly clear. A company of soldiers who were charging suddenly fell down...
The thing that Li Yunlong was most unwilling to see finally happened. He was furious." Motherf * cker, how dare they shoot? Shoot them!"
" He grabbed Xiao Wu's submachine gun and pulled the bolt as he rushed up. The guard Xiao Wu rushed over and hugged him…
The guard battalion commander, Wu Yushui, also roared,"Fire! Snipers, take out those firing points for me. Machine gun cover, the entire battalion follow me…" He grabbed a rifle and fired while letting out a deafening howl as he charged forward. The soldiers flooded into the building.
The machine gunners who acted as cover fired continuously at the sandbag fortification until dust flew everywhere. The enemy shooters were suppressed in the fortification and did not dare to raise their heads. After a few shots from the snipers, the firing points on the roof were silenced. The enemy's reserve shooters quickly took up the shooting position. Before they could pull the trigger, a few more shots were fired. The reserve shooters 'heads were also blown open. This time, no one dared to show their heads. The soldiers of the Guard Battalion performed all kinds of tactical movements and rushed into the building through the fortifications. The sound of gunshots, the short explosion of grenades, and the screams of the people who were shot were all mixed together...
A staff officer said to Li Yunlong with a pale face,""Number 1, this is going to be big.”Li Yunlong was unmoved. With a cold expression, he ordered,"Quickly eliminate the remaining enemies.”
The rebels were a motley crew. Under the attack of the well-trained field army, the entire defense system collapsed in an instant. Twenty minutes later, the gunshots in the building fell silent, and the division headquarters compound was completely occupied.
The casualty figures were quickly tabulated. The rebels had 48 dead and 110 injured. 18 soldiers died and 14 were injured. Zou Ming, the No. 1 Servant of the Jinggangshan Corps, was still a soldier before his death. He used a pistol to knock down two soldiers who wanted to capture him alive. In the end, he was shot into a beehive by the battalion commander Wu Yushui with a submachine gun. Zou Ming maintained his heroic spirit until his death. His eyes were wide open with anger. He was holding a Type 54 pistol in one hand and a grenade with an unscrewed cap in the other. The fuse was pulled on his pinky. Even Li Yunlong, who had been through many battles, was shocked when he saw Zou Ming's corpse. He also felt a little admiration for him. He stared at Zou Ming's lifeless face for a long time and thought, This bastard is really a man. What a pity. When he turned around and was about to leave, his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but turn back to look at Zou Ming. He thought, This guy is also a man who fights with a spear and a windmill. His era has long passed, and he's still in that era, so he can only die, huh? What did the guy with the spear say? Yes, it was called Tang. Quijote.
When the bloody bodies were pointed out of the building, even Li Yunlong, who had always been used to the battlefield full of corpses, could not help but turn his head away and could not bear to look at them anymore. He thought, Secretary Zheng is right. Damn it, I'm making history.
After the division headquarters building was recaptured, Li Yunlong did not hesitate to issue a series of orders. The various departments of the field army quickly attacked and surrounded all the armed rebel organizations and forcibly disarmed them. The bloodshed in the headquarters building had scared them. They finally realized that this commander was not someone to be trifled with. The commander had such a temper, and so did the field army he commanded. In the battle at the division headquarters building, the field army had suffered more than thirty casualties. Just after suffering this little loss, the entire army was furious. One of the rebel leaders who had just been disarmed said something unpleasant after the incident,"Damn it, how is this the People's Liberation Army? They looked like a pack of howling wolves.”It sounded unpleasant, but it was true. The Red Army Regiment that the Taishan Division belonged to was an old unit formed during the Red Army era. This regiment was a little strange. Almost everyone in the regiment, from the regiment commander and political commissar to the cooks, had a hot temper. Li Yunlong's evaluation of this group was: He would not let others off if he was reasonable. In the past, on the Huaihai battlefield, this regiment showed two personalities, called "Desperate Saburo and Hoodlum Niu Er". Their combat style was to charge forward and pester. A regiment of the 18th Army of the Kuomingtang, fully equipped with American equipment, was known as the Tiger Regiment. This Tiger Regiment was a match for the Red Army Regiment, and they were both squealing troops. The fight was already very intense. Within a few minutes, the battle had reached its climax. They had been fighting for an entire day and night without resting. The Tiger Regiment was starting to feel like they couldn't take it anymore. They had never seen such a persistent opponent. They didn't eat, didn't sleep, and didn't even take a break. They were like a pig's skin bladder. They couldn't get rid of it if they stuck to it. Even if they couldn't kill you, they would tire you out. The Tiger Regiment Leader was a little tired of it. Where did such a hooligan team come from? Are you done? The Tiger Gang did not want to continue pestering them. After fighting for a day and a night, they did not even have a sip of water. Why was this hoodlum team like a fully wound robot? Who knew that they couldn't retreat even if they wanted to. The Red Army was determined to fight the Tiger Regiment to the death, as if they were tired of living. They had to fight to the death. After two days and nights of fierce fighting, the Tiger Regiment finally lay down. There was still half a company left in the Red Army Regiment, and the regiment commander became the platoon leader. The brothers didn't have time to clean up the battlefield and fell asleep in the pile of corpses. The first regiment commander who came to reinforce thought that the entire regiment had been wiped out. Strangely enough, after so many years, the members of this group had changed one after another, but the tradition of the past had not changed at all. It was still so strange. A recruit from the countryside who could not do anything after three months in this regiment would immediately change into a different person. He would become hot-tempered. When dealing with other troops, he would immediately bring out the arrogance unique to this regiment. It was as if there was no one in the world who could enter their eyes. Even Li Yunlong was puzzled. What was going on? It seemed like the soul of the first leader of this group was still here, and the soul of countless people was still here.
A few days ago, the Red Army was also attacked by the rebels and many weapons were stolen. He didn't fight back when he was hit, and he didn't retaliate when he was scolded. The entire team had been cleaned up. In the history of this team, there had never been such a situation. The team leader, Cai Jinming, was so angry that he spat out blood twice.
This time, with the order to confiscate the weapons of the rebels, this regiment seemed to have been injected with stimulants. No wonder the rebels called them " hungry wolves." When the weapons were confiscated, the regiment commander Cai Jinming revealed half of his body from the armored personnel carrier. He held an anti-aircraft machine gun in one hand and a semiconductor loudspeaker in the other. His warning was only repeated once and would not be repeated a second time. A rebel leader who was not tactful wanted to show some heroism. He raised his pistol and led his subordinates to shout the revolutionary slogan, indicating that they would live and die with the camp. Commander Cai did not intend to waste any more time. He moved his finger and fired a 12. The 7mm anti-aircraft machine gun bullet accurately hit the wrist of the rebel who was holding the gun. The lethality of the large-caliber bullet was shocking. The wrist of the person was broken, and his palm and pistol flew more than ten feet away. Cai Jinming's spear had sealed the heavens and earth. The rebels present were almost scared out of their wits and scattered like birds and beasts.
Under the attack of the various troops, the rebels finally understood that the endurance of this field army had reached its end. Anyone who thought that the army was weak and could be bullied would be gravely mistaken. The large-scale fighting in this city had come to an end.
The news of this large-scale bloodshed quickly spread throughout the country, shocking the entire country. The Central Cultural Revolution Group was unusually silent and did not make any reaction. However, people with a keen sense of politics had already felt that this might be the prelude to a storm.
A few years later, the field army had already left the city. The citizens kept talking about this army in their idle conversations."... That army, tsk, tsk, is really f * cking... From the commander to the soldiers below, none of them are easy to deal with. They are so hot-tempered... But then again, if it weren't for this army, our city would have been flattened during the 'Cultural Revolution..." Several years later, in the student dormitory of the General Class of Beijing's Hongshankou National Defense University, the deputy commander of a certain field army and the major general of the ground army, Zheng Bo, was writing a military thesis. This thesis had nothing to do with strategy and tactics. It used a unique perspective and a novel idea to discuss such a theme,"On the relationship between the personality of military leaders and the tradition of the army."
Every troop had their own traditions. What was a tradition? Tradition was a type of temperament and character.
This kind of temperament and character was often determined by the personality and temperament of the first military chief when the army was formed. He injected the soul into the army. From then on, regardless of the passage of time and the change of personnel, the soul of this army would always be there. It was proven that an army with a fine tradition often had the soil to nurture heroes. Heroes (or excellent soldiers) often appeared in groups rather than individuals. The reason was simple. They were influenced by the same tradition and developed the same character and temperament. For example, during the Second World War, the P-39 "Flying Snake" fighter group of the 16th Air Force Regiment of the Soviet Air Force produced 20 ace pilots who were awarded the title of "Heroes of the Soviet Union."
At the same time, the "Schude" squadron of the Soviet Air Force produced twenty-one ace pilots who won the title of "Hero of the Soviet Union." From a purely military point of view, the 52nd Fighter Wing of the German Air Force in World War II was also a breeding ground for world-class ace pilots. The 52nd Fighter Wing had three world-class ace pilots at the same time. Based on the number of enemy aircraft shot down, these three pilots were ranked in the top three in the world. They could be said to be a milestone in the history of air combat. They were Erich. He shot down 352 enemy planes. Gerhard. Balkhen, shot down 301 enemy planes, Gunter. Lehr, 275 planes shot down. The amazing achievements of these three ace pilots left the ace pilots of the world's military powers far behind. The highest record set by the first ace pilot of the Soviet Air Force in World War II was 62 enemy planes, which was less than Gunther, who was ranked third. It was a fraction of the number of enemy planes that Leah had shot down. From this, it could be seen how important the tradition of a troop was…
[Note: I have not found a suitable prototype for the events written in this chapter. The more influential conflicts between the army and the rebels during the "Cultural Revolution" were mainly Shihezi in Xinjiang, Chengdu in Sichuan, and Xining in Qinghai.]
On January 26, 1967, a bloody incident occurred in Shihezi City, Xinjiang. In Shihezi's Xinjiang Military Region Production and Construction Corps, from January 17 to 27, seven "rebel groups" attacked the armed forces. There were eight units of 'rebel groups' that forcibly took over the communication exchanges under the jurisdiction of the armed forces. On the afternoon of January 25th, 2,000 rebels from eight units entered the Second Regiment to cooperate with the rebels to seize power. The power of the Second Regiment requested the support of the independent regiment of the armed forces. Ninety-two officers and men of the Independent Regiment rushed to the Second Regiment. At this time, the rebels of the Second Air Force Regiment seized 26 guns, 64 grenades, and 1307 bullets from the Independent Regiment. In the afternoon, the rebel faction had increased to more than four thousand people. At midnight on January 26th, during the gun-snatching and gun-snatching, both sides opened fire. Five people were killed and six were injured. On the same day, the rebels attacked the headquarters of the Eighth Agricultural Division and had an armed conflict with the troops there. There were gunfights in other places, killing 24 people and injuring 74. The military region believed that the troops had suppressed the criminals because they could not bear it anymore. However, the Central Cultural Revolution believed that this was a serious counter-revolutionary incident to suppress the revolutionary masses. On February 11th, the Central Government, the Central Government, and the Central Military Administration issued a document to put the Xinjiang Construction Corps under military control.
In Chengdu, Sichuan, because the Chengdu Military Region supported the Industrial Army faction, they were fiercely attacked by the opposing faction. On February 17th, after the "Eight Military and Political Rules" were issued, the government issued the "Chengdu Revolutionary Rebellion Corps" and "Sichuan University". 26 Combat Team's open letter. The open letter mainly publicized the Eight Rules of Military and Political Affairs, pointing out that these organizations were targeting the military region, demonstrating quietly in the military region, and besieging the military region's organs was a serious violation of the Central Committee's decision. It also warned the leader of the rebel organization: If they didn't abide by the central government's decision and continued to incite the masses to target the army and attack the military district's organs, they would be fully responsible for all serious consequences. Starting from February 18, the Chengdu Military Region used planes to distribute the letter throughout the province. However, the rebels did not accept the army's warning and attacked the military region instead. After the military could not take it anymore, they arrested tens of thousands of people. Many of them were quickly returned.
On May 7th, the problem finally became clear. Just like in Xinjiang, the rebels won. ** The central government made a "decision on dealing with the Sichuan issue," pointing out that individual leaders of the Chengdu Military Region had made mistakes in the direction of the left. Gan Weihan, the political commissar of the military region who presided over the work, and Wei Jie, the deputy commander, were dismissed for review. Liang Xingchu and Zhang Guohua were appointed as the new military region commander and political commissar. They admitted that the rebel groups were "revolutionary mass organizations". The "industrial army" refused to accept it, and the struggle between the two factions became even more intense.
In Qinghai, there was the Zhao Yongfu Incident. Xining City Mass Organization. On the 18th, with the support of the students from Beijing who came to Xining, they rushed to Qinghai Daily and beat a few people to death. They used guns they had stolen from elsewhere to intimidate the people's Liberation Army soldiers who worked for them. The Xining Garrison's "Left Support" Leading Group believes that: He couldn't let them do whatever they wanted, or the consequences would be unimaginable. He then sent troops to surround the rioters and ordered them to leave the newspaper office immediately.
However, the troublemakers actually fired at the troops, and the troops were forced to fight back. Some were shot dead on the spot, and the rest were expelled from the newspaper office. February 23rd. When Zhao Yongfu, the deputy commander of the Qinghai Province Region, called to report the situation to the police, the police said,"You guys are right! Good fight!" These words spread in Xining as "Deputy Leader Lin's call". ** Regarding the Qinghai incident, they could investigate it. If the students fired first, it would not be a big problem. If that wasn't the case, then it was worth studying.
After two investigations by the central government during the cultural revolution, he made a report to the government that reversed right and wrong. Thus, the rebels won again.
On March 24th, with the consent of the Central Government, the Central Government, the Central Military Administration, and the Central Cultural Revolution Group made a decision on the Qinghai issue. Zhao Yongfu was arrested on the spot when the decision was announced. If it wasn't for the police saying 'don't kill', Zhao Yongfu would have been executed immediately.
In addition, there was a speech about the student movement in the article. This was spoken by Mao when he criticized the Liu and Deng factions at the beginning of the Cultural Revolution in 1966. The explanation quoted in the article was not very accurate.
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