In those days, the only function of the city's stadium was for gatherings. Of course, most of them were criticism meetings and public trials. This kind of gathering was very boring, because the procedures were almost the same. They had never seen such a meeting in any city with any new ideas. This phenomenon puzzled many people in later generations. Could it be that the people of China lacked imagination and creativity? There were hundreds of millions of citizens and such a vast territory. There was no man-made unified model. How could all the gatherings from the south to the north be so uncreative? If the readers don't find it boring, we might as well follow the ideas of the organizers of the gathering to understand the atmosphere and procedures of the gathering.
The venue was decorated with a huge portrait of the leader hanging above the platform. On both sides of the portrait were the leader's sayings in a symmetrical manner. Left: The core force that leads our cause is the Chinese Party. Right: The theoretical basis that guides our thinking is Maroonism. In fact, when the leader said this, he did not expect that someone would dismember this passage into a fashionable couplet. Then, it spread throughout the country and became an established rule.
In front of the platform was a place where banners were hung. Just like the title of an article, the banner was to express the theme of the conference. Who was being publicly interrogated and who was being criticized? The name of the person being criticized must not be forgotten to be crossed out in red.
The chief's long table should be a white tablecloth with a microphone on it. The local party, government, and army leaders were arranged according to their positions. As usual, a teacup was placed in front of each person. It was especially important to point out that the use of teacups with handles had a certain commonality, which was the case throughout the country. It was safe to say that no central document stipulated that such teacups must be used at gatherings. It could be seen from this that this kind of thinking is the characteristic of our Chinese people. Just think about it, if the traditional bowl was used, the chiefs would sit on the platform with their legs crossed and use three fingers to pinch the bowl to sip the tea foam. This would seem inappropriate. It would be somewhat like the style of the Eight Banners descendants, and where would the seriousness of political struggle be?
It seemed that the first person to use this kind of teacup was a very meticulous person. There was also politics in the teacup. (After a few years, the venue did not change much, but mineral water replaced teacups.)
There was also an indispensable prop for such venues. Red flags should be placed around the venue, on both sides of the podium, and even around the circular track of the stadium. This would create an atmosphere of " red flags in the wind like a painting ".
[Meeting procedure: This procedure will take about 20 minutes. No matter how tight the time is, it cannot be simplified. Otherwise, there will be a big problem.]
1. Everyone, stand up and sing "The East is Red" loudly.
Second, we wish our great teacher, great leader, great commander, great helmsman, the most popular and most popular leader in our hearts, a long life! (thrice) I wish Leader Mao's close comrade, our beloved Deputy Commander Lin, good health! Forever healthy! (Three times) This procedure was very particular. The series of attributes in front of the leader of Mao had a total of 36 words, not one word less. Longevity and Forever Health also had to be called three times in a row, no more or less. Otherwise, there would be a big problem.
3. Read the leader's words. The content should be related to the theme of this conference.
Fourth, the audience chanted slogans, and the target of public trial or criticism appeared. A big sign hung around his neck, with black words on a white background and a cross over his name. The usual posture was " jet style." If the target of the public trial was to be sentenced to death, he would be tied up like a rice dumpling.
Fifth, during the process of criticism, representatives from all walks of life took turns to read manuscripts and criticize, and revolutionary slogans were inserted in between to create momentum.
6. At the end, the host of the conference will summarize the criticism and announce that the person being criticized will be escorted out. Finally, everyone will stand up and sing the song "The Helmsman Sails the Seas" before the meeting is dismissed.
It should be admitted that it was easy to lose interest in holding such a boring gathering year after year. Human nature was to pursue novelty, otherwise social development would lose its motivation. Many years later, pop singers would have a deep understanding of this.
This boring and monotonous criticism meeting suddenly had a big upset one day. The previous procedures were destroyed, and the meeting was forced to stop. In short, to put it in a fashionable way, this meeting was full of drama and news value, so that the people of this city had been talking about it for many years.
Li Yunlong's criticism was held in the largest stadium in the city. The stands of the stadium could accommodate tens of thousands of people. The venue was carefully decorated that day, and it was no different from the venues in other cities in the country. It has been introduced before, so I won't go into detail here. The only difference was that the banner above the head of the platform was especially huge, with each word as high as 1. 5 meters, above it was a black imitation of the Song Dynasty characters,"Completely clean up the current counter-revolutionary Li Yunlong's revolutionary crime criticism meeting". On the circular track of track and field events in the past, there was a fully armed soldier every ten meters. The soldiers carried submachine guns on their chests, and their snow-white gloves were very eye-catching under the sun. They stood at attention facing the stands. From this point of view, there were not so many fully armed soldiers in the past. The smell of gunpowder was strong with loaded guns, which showed a little novelty. According to Ma Tiansheng, this was to create a strong deterrent force, to reflect the invincible power of the dictatorship of the Proletarian class, and to reflect the atmosphere that "when the people are happy, a small number of counter-revolutionary elements will suffer".
Li Yunlong's secretary, Zheng Bo, the guard battalion commander, Wu Yushui, the guard officer, Xiao Wu, the driver, Old Chang, and seven or eight staff officers from the headquarters were all sitting on the stool under the head of the stage. Zheng Bo knew that there were three purposes for such meetings. One was to mobilize the masses and inspire their fighting spirit. The second was to intimidate the enemies and kill one hundred of them. The third was to educate those who had made serious mistakes and had not yet developed into class enemies. Zheng Bo pondered. The people sitting on the stool below the stage undoubtedly belonged to the third type of people.
The conference began, and the previous meeting procedures were carried out in an orderly manner. Twenty minutes later, the routine ended and the main drama should begin. A woman with a very high frequency voice shouted the slogan from the loudspeaker. The entire venue suddenly became noisy. It was difficult for tens of thousands of people to shout the slogan in sync, resulting in the cheers in the venue rising and falling like a tsunami. Amidst the clamor, Li Yunlong appeared.
He was wearing an old military uniform that had been washed until it was white. His collar badge had long been removed, so he was not wearing a military cap. Three tall soldiers surrounded Li Yunlong. According to the standard "jet" requirement, one soldier grabbed his hair and pressed it down hard. The two soldiers behind him raised his arms and tried to lift him up.
Zheng Bo, who was sitting below the stage, could clearly see his old commander struggling desperately to straighten his back. He could even hear his bones cracking. Zheng Bo's entire body trembled violently.
Ma Tiansheng, who was sitting on the podium, had specially changed into a new military uniform today. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. He cleared his throat and said into the microphone," Comrades and comrades of the revolutionary rebels, today we have exposed the current counter-revolutionary, Li Yunlong, the executioner who brutally suppressed the revolutionary masses, to the public. This is a great victory for the ideology of revolution…"
The audience was once again in an uproar, and slogans were heard everywhere…
Li Yunlong suddenly raised his head. The soldier who grabbed his hair was shocked to find that he was holding a bunch of Li Yunlong's hair, with a bloody scalp attached to it...
A stream of blood flowed down Li Yunlong's forehead. " Ma Tiansheng, stop your nonsense! I, Li Yunlong, am not a counter-revolutionary. I am a general of the People's Liberation Army of China. I have shed blood for this country…"
The whole venue was in an uproar. The stage was in chaos. The two soldiers who were pressing Li Yunlong's arm felt that he was trying his best to straighten his waist despite the risk of fracture. The two strong soldiers naturally refused to show weakness. They forcefully lifted Li Yunlong's arm and stood in a deadlock. Zheng Bo who was very close to them heard a crisp sound. Li Yunlong's left arm was pulled down. The two soldiers were stunned for a moment. They had not imagined that this counter-revolutionary could be so violent. They would rather break their bones than bend over. The two warriors were so frightened that they let go of their hands. Li Yunlong used his uninjured right hand to take off the wooden sign with his name on it from his neck. He threw it hard, and the heavy wooden sign smashed straight onto the long table on the platform. The teacups in front of Ma Tiansheng and Commissioner Huang were smashed into pieces, and the broken porcelain and tea splashed all over their faces. Great, General! He burst into tears.
Xiao Wu, the guard, grabbed the stool and rushed to the podium, crying,"Bureau Chief, let's go all out."
Battalion Commander Wu also jumped up and cursed," Ma Tiansheng, f * ck your grandma…"
The guards who were prepared rushed over and pinned them down. Xiao Wu and a few young staff officers picked up the stool and fought with the guards. At this moment, Li Yunlong was being beaten down by a few soldiers. Li Yunlong used his only arm to fight back in vain. The stage and the audience were in chaos. A sharp slogan came from the loudspeaker."We must resolutely fight back against the arrogance of the counter-revolutionary! If Li Yunlong didn't surrender, he would die."-。
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The tens of thousands of people in the stadium were stunned by the sudden incident in front of them. They had never seen such a staunch counter-revolutionary and so many diehard friends. They couldn't figure out if these people had the guts of a leopard. At this moment, the venue was in chaos, and no one answered the slogan.
Ma Tian Sheng was a little flustered and exasperated. That wooden plaque almost broke his head. Moreover, it was under the watchful eyes of everyone. The criticism meeting had gone to such an extent. It was probably going to set a precedent in the country. There had never been a case of counter-revolutionary openly counterattacking in the venue. How did he catch up?
Ma Tian Sheng made a prompt decision and ordered Li Yun Long to be taken away, temporarily suspending the meeting.
Li Yun Long, who was covered in blood, was carried into the prison carriage. Blood kept flowing out of his mouth and nose, dripping onto the ground. The distance between the leader's platform and the prison carriage had become a bloody road. The guards who had been trained in hand-to-hand combat had no concept of strength when they fought. Li Yunlong's abdomen and ribs had been hit many times, causing serious internal injuries. The intense pain made Li Yunlong unconscious. The prison van carrying Li Yun Long started moving towards the prison. Not far away from the corner, a Soviet-made jeep drove out and followed.
Duan Peng, who was driving the jeep, let out a beast-like howl with tears streaming down his face as he drove. Lin Han's face was ashen as he gritted his teeth. They had all seen the tragic scene at the venue just now. Duan Peng's howl suddenly came to a halt. He fiercely wiped his tears and said gloomily,""I saw it clearly. Those bastards on the prison carriage in front were the ones who attacked. Damn it, what do you mean by not hurting people's lives? I don't care about this anymore. I have to kill these bastards today.”
Lin Han appeared very calm. He said in a low voice,"Old Duan, you can't be too impulsive. Those soldiers didn't do anything wrong. They were brought up with this kind of education.
I'm warning you, don't hurt anyone's life. Otherwise, if No. 1 finds out, he won't let us off. I've always thought that your psychological quality is first-class, Duan Peng. Why did you lose your composure today? Don't forget that you're a special forces soldier."
Lin Han's words were very effective. Duan Peng also felt that he had lost his composure. He wiped his tears and calmed down to say to Lin Han,""Elder Lin, you're right to remind me. I lost my composure today, but it's fine now. Don't worry, I won't delay anything.”
The prison van turned a corner and suddenly slowed down. The experienced driver immediately felt that the two rear tires of the car were flat. The bumps caused by the contact between the rims of the tires and the road made a strange sound. He cursed and stopped the car. He pushed the door open and got out to change the tire. Liang Jun, who was standing at the corner of the street, sneered. He blew at the smell of gunpowder on the muzzle, skillfully unscrewed the silencer, and inserted the pistol into the holster under his armpit. He held the steel-core rubber rod in his sleeve and walked unsteadily towards the car...
At the same time, Duan Peng's Jeep also stopped. Lin Han got out of the car and put his hands in his pockets as he strolled over…
Li Yunlong, who was unconscious, felt someone shaking him gently. A familiar voice shouted beside him,"No. 1, No. 1, wake up."
The scenery in front of him began to clear up. He found that Duan Peng and Lin Han were supporting him. Both of them were wearing blue denim overalls and dressed as workers. The car was driving at high speed, but it didn't seem to be the prison van from before.
Li Yunlong immediately understood. He asked coldly,""Where are the driver and the guards?”
Lin Han replied," Number One, don't worry. We didn't hurt anyone. We just knocked them with a rubber club. These guys might need to sleep a little longer. We'll put them in a safe place. They'll go back by themselves when they wake up."”
Li Yunlong sighed." You lawless guys still did it. Have you thought about it?" This time, he had caused a fatal disaster. Once it was exposed, the military court would sentence him to death.”
Liang Jun, who was driving the car, replied,""Number One, in our line of work, we all think that death and sleep are the same thing. Who can a lousy military court scare? Besides, we are now the rebel soldiers of the Jinggangshan Corps, so we should be responsible for anything. What does it have to do with us?”
Tired, Li Yun Long closed his eyes and ordered,""Send me home."
Duan Peng and Lin Han turned pale with fright." Number 1, you must not go home. That's walking right into a trap." We've already arranged for a change of vehicle. This vehicle was stolen by Liang Jun from Dongfeng Machinery Factory. We're going to throw it away immediately. Someone will send you to the fishing boat dock. The ship is ready. You can land near Huludao in a few days.”Li Yun Long opened his eyes and said sternly,"Who asked you to arrange this?"
I repeat, I order you to take me home, do you hear me?“
The three subordinates reluctantly obeyed the order. Liang Jun dumped the stolen jeep in the woods in the suburbs. They helped Li Yunlong get into the jeep with the military license plate that was hidden there in advance. Duan Peng, Lin Han, and Liang Jun took off their work clothes with the words "Dongfeng Machinery Factory" printed on them and threw them into the woods. They changed into their military uniforms. Li Yunlong found that these guys had equipped the jeep like an arsenal. There were miniature submachine guns, miniature grenades, incendiary bombs, smoke bombs, a few imported Kevlar bulletproof vests, and a "40" rocket launcher. "Why do you need to spend so much effort to snatch Li Yunlong?" Li Yunlong mocked. Your equipment can be used to attack armored units.”
Duan Peng said," We've modified this car. It looks the same as an ordinary 'Beijing Jeep.' In fact, it's installed with bulletproof steel plates on all sides. The tires are also leak-proof. The front windshield is bulletproof glass, and it can be lowered at any time. It can launch rockets head-on. Number 1, we've already planned it out. We'll try our best not to hurt anyone in this operation, but if anything goes wrong, we'll go all out, so we have to make some preparations.”
Li Yun Long smiled." Thank goodness it went smoothly. Otherwise, I don't know how many people would be in trouble. Didn't I tell you guys long ago that if you want to cause trouble, go there? You can't cause trouble here."”
"No. 1, why do I feel like a newlywed?" Liang Jun said as he drove.
They didn't dare to do anything and were cautious. How was this a special force? It was clearly 'Good Eight Company on Nanjing Road.' Just now, those few brats who escorted you, you still need to use a rubber club to deal with them? This was Lin Han's idea. Wasn't this taking off his pants and farting? If it were up to me, I would say that it would be over if each of them gave him a slap. Why bother? Number 1, think about it. If you don't allow this and that, then let's change the name of our team and call it the Good Children Team.”
Lin Han smiled bitterly." No. 1, that rubber club is prepared for people like him. Otherwise, if this kid were to hit him with a palm, he would be able to shatter his skull. No matter what those soldiers are, they are just ignorant. We can't kill them right away, right?”
Li Yun Long coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of blood. Duan Peng and the others were anxious."No. 1, you have internal injuries. Let's go to the hospital first. We have a relationship with the railway hospital.”
Li Yunlong panted heavily." It's fine. Back then, more than a dozen shrapnel pieces almost all went into his stomach. Didn't he still live for so many years?" Lin Han, what you said just now was right. Those new soldiers should listen to the Party and obey the orders of their superiors. There's nothing wrong with that. When I first joined the army, I was even more simple-minded than them. The problem now is that the Party has its own mistakes. When the Party and the country make mistakes, we can't let these young soldiers take responsibility. It seems that the Liangshan team lacked a political commissar with comprehensive military and political qualities. I made the right decision to push Lin Han up at the last minute.”
Liang Jun turned around and reported," No. 1, we're here. I've already circled this area a few times and observed it carefully. I'm sure there's nothing wrong. We can get off now."”
Duan Peng used the walkie-talkie to contact his subordinates.""06, 07, report your location.”
" Report 01, you are in my line of sight, about 100 meters away, awaiting instructions…"
"06, 07, immediately seal off this area. If any armed soldiers enter, give a warning before firing. Without my order, no armed personnel are allowed to enter this area.”
Duan Peng ordered coldly.
06's surprised voice came from the walkie-talkie."" Understood. Whoever dares to enter my cordon, I'll fire at them…"
The small building where Li Yunlong lived was searched after he was arrested. The door was locked and sealed.
However, this was not a problem for Liang Jun. He used a piece of iron wire to unlock it in ten seconds. Duan Peng and Lin Han helped Li Yunlong into the living room and sat on the sofa.
Panting, Li Yunlong pointed at the fireplace and said,""Xiao Liang, put your hand into the fireplace and touch the upper left corner of the furnace wall. There's a dent in there, and there's a metal box inside.”Liang Jun took out the iron box, and Li Yunlong signaled him to open it. He opened the lid, removed the cloth inside, and opened a few layers of oil paper. He found a pocket-sized Browning.
The pistol lay quietly in the metal box.
Li Yunlong took the pistol and carefully examined it. It was a pocket-sized gun produced by the French company. The body was 115 mm in length and the caliber was 6. 3 mm, weight 375 grams, capacity 6 rounds. Li Yunlong had once shown this pistol to an engineer who studied conventional weapons. The engineer knew it at a glance and told him that this gun was designed by the famous gun designer Mr. Browning in 1906. It was produced by the French company in belgium and became a famous gun. Later, because of its good performance, many countries in Europe had imitations. It was said that the sales volume had reached four million.
Li Yunlong silently stroked the blue body of the gun and the exquisite patterns on the handle. This gun could very well reflect the industrial level of the manufacturing country, and the manufacturing process was extremely sophisticated. He remembered the scene when Chu Yunfei gave him this gun and suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. This Chu Yunfei was really a character. He played with this gun and missed its former owner. To be honest, he liked Chu Yunfei. He had been dealing with Chu Yunfei for most of his life. Sometimes they were friends, sometimes they were enemies. When they met, they would only talk about military affairs, but they couldn't talk about politics. Once they talked, they would definitely fight and attack each other's political parties. During their last farewell on the Huaihai battlefield, Li Yunlong had given him two machine gun bullets, and he had returned them with a mortar shell. The dozen shrapnel pieces were still there.
Lin, friends, they usually appreciated each other. On the battlefield, they each served their own master. First, they fought the Japanese together. After fighting the Japanese, the friends themselves fought to the death. I was quite happy that you ran away in 1949. Otherwise, if I caught you, I, Li Yunlong, wouldn't be able to save you. I would have killed you in 1950. Wasn't this the best ending? I thought I would never have the chance to fight him again. Think about it. When we were regimental commanders, we quarreled. When we were division commanders, we fought. I didn't expect that when we became generals, we would fight across the sea. My special forces soldiers took care of you, and you counterattacked and killed a few of my generals. In this life, we've been stuck with you. You talk, I talk, you punch, I kick. No one has taken advantage of us. Why don't we make it even with Old Yesterday? Brother Chu, it's time for us brothers to have an end. Thank you for giving me this gun. I'll take it with me on my way. How about it? Was this enough? Brother, I'll go first. When we reach the King of Hell, we'll continue if there's a chance.
Li Yunlong refused Duan Peng's help. He held the pistol between his knees and used his uninjured hand to remove the pistol casing, recoil spring, buffer, and magazine. He calmly wiped every part with a cloth and said to Duan Peng and the others," When I first joined the Red Army, I carried my family's spear. At that time, the Red Army didn't issue guns. Other than having food to eat, they had to rely on themselves for everything else. Don't look at the Red Army in movies. They were all wearing gray uniforms and octagonal hats. That was nonsense. In the summer of 1927, I only wore a pair of pants and came here half-naked. Later, I got a black silk coat from a local tycoon. It was the kind that rich people liked to wear in movies. It was a silk coat with the word 'Fu' or 'Wan' printed on the black background. I wore this coat for half a year. Think about it, what would it look like to have a person wearing a rich silk coat in the army? However, that was how it was back then. No one should laugh at anyone. The army did not have a clothing factory or a logistics department. Everything was either seized from the local tycoons or seized from them. Later, he asked the village sister-in-law to weave a few feet of cloth and dye it gray with plant ash. At least it was made into a military uniform. She remembered that the cutting was terrible. Her crotch was strangled to her butt, and she rubbed her butt when she walked. She even treated it as a treasure.”Duan Peng and the others all laughed.
"The first time I participated in a battle, I stabbed an enemy with a spear and seized an old barrel. You have never seen this kind of gun before. It was a product of the Hanyang Munitions Factory founded by the minister of the Westernization Faction, Zhang Zhidong, in the Guangxu years of the late Qing Dynasty. The shooting accuracy was extremely poor and it was easy to jam. The rifling of my old barrel was smoothed out, and the bullets always rolled out. Later, I also seized a 'Zhongzheng' rifle, which was a product of the Gongxian Munitions Factory in Henan Province. Before the war, this kind of rifle was considered the best rifle at that time. It was only equipped with the Central Army troops. In fact, it only had a capacity of five bullets. It could shoot a single shot, and the shell was manually removed. Its range and accuracy were not as good as Japan's '38 Big Cover.' During the war, I used a German-made shell gun. Its official name was the Mauser 'M1932' pistol, caliber 7. 63mm, capacity of 20 rounds, effective range of 100 meters. This kind of gun was suitable for close combat. There was a fast and slow machine head behind the gun, which could be used to push a small submachine gun. It was a good gun back then. After that, it became meaningless. The higher the position, the smaller the gun, and there was no chance to charge…"
Li Yunlong clumsily reassembled the pistol and inserted the bullet into the chamber. He carefully stroked the blue gun body. The handle of the gun gradually warmed up in his palm, as if it had a spirit.
He said to himself,"I've been playing with guns all my life, and this is all I've got left. It's not a gun, it's a girly toy.”
Duan Peng and the other two stood at attention and stared at Li Yunlong. They couldn't figure out what their commander wanted to do.
Time ticked by. They were all veterans, and they knew very well that the longer they delayed here, the greater the danger. However, none of them said anything. In the face of the gradually approaching danger, they stood there without fear.
Li Yun Long raised his head and carefully sized up the three of them, as if he was bidding farewell to his three loyal subordinates. His eyes were filled with love and admiration. Duan Peng's heart suddenly trembled. He understood everything in his heart because he saw the farewell in the commander's eyes. His tears flowed down his cheeks and fell on his chest. He could not help but cry out," Commander, my commander, please come with us. We beg you, we beg you…"
"I order you to return to the team immediately. Do you hear me?" Li Yun Long ordered coldly. I never say it twice. Leave immediately.”After saying that, he raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed it at Duan Peng.
"No, we won't leave. If you want to shoot, shoot.”This was the first time Duan Peng had rejected the commander's order, and his attitude was very unyielding.
Liang Jun took a step forward, his face so tense that it was almost ferocious as he said,"Commander, you should know that this little thing is useless to us. We can take away your gun. We have the ability to take you away by force.”
Li Yunlong sneered." Ha, you've really grown up. How dare you take my gun away…" Before he could finish his sentence, a bullet flew toward Liang Jun's scalp.
Liang Jun's expression did not change as he said without moving,"Commander, this is useless. If this little thing can scare us, then the special forces that you personally established are too useless.”
Li Yunlong shook his head helplessly and said in a gentler tone,""Listen up. A soldier's head can be chopped off by the enemy in a hand-to-hand fight, but he must never be humiliated. A soldier can die, but he must never lose his dignity. You want to hide me and live a few years at death's door. "By doing this, I can only think that someone has a deep hatred for me and definitely doesn't have good intentions. Do you understand? A real man comes and goes naked. He has to live like a human being and die like a man. Why do you want me to learn to be a coward? Ruining my reputation?"
Duan Peng, Lin Han, and Liang Jun finally understood that Li Yun Long had made up his mind. There was no way to change it. The three of them couldn't help but feel sad. For the first time, these iron-hearted men bent their knees and knelt in front of the commander. There was gold under a man's knees. They wanted to use the most ancient etiquette in the country to bid farewell to the general they respected the most and who had shown them kindness. These three strong men were filled with tears and couldn't say a word for a long time.
Li Yunlong closed his eyes tiredly and said," Alright, let's go. Remember!" To protect this special force, don't let the people on the other side of the straits see you as a joke, please!”
Duan Peng and the other two wiped their tears and stood at attention. They saluted the commander and walked out of the door with tears in their eyes…
Li Yunlong held onto the handrail of the stairs and slowly walked upstairs. He pulled out a purple-red cloth box from the closet in the bedroom. He opened the box. This was the general's gown issued by the People's Liberation Army in 1955. It was said that many countries in the capitalist camp helped for this gown. Some countries provided materials, while others were responsible for processing small items such as epaulets and buttons. Li Yunlong touched the golden pine branches and pine cone patterns on the collar flower and cuffs. The pair of calfskin boots that matched the dress were high-waisted and elastic. The boots of the generals and field officers were slightly different. The boots of the generals were flat and pointed, and the lines were very smooth. This small difference indicated the degree of regularisation and strict hierarchy of the People's Liberation Army in 1955.
Li Yunlong took off his old military uniform that was covered in blood with great difficulty and slowly put on the outdated general's suit. He thought of the time when he, Ding Wei, and the others had deliberately caused trouble because they thought that the rank of major general was too low. He couldn't help but chuckle. He was still young back then. After putting on the gown, he took out three golden medals from the pocket in the lining of the box. He carefully looked at the three medals and felt warm in his heart. The Class 2 81 Medal with the 81 red star pattern was awarded to the regimental commander who had served in the 10-year agrarian revolutionary war. The second-class medal of independence and freedom with the pattern of Yan 'an Pagoda Mountain was awarded to the regimental commanders of the Eighth Route Army and the New Fourth Army during the Anti-Japanese War. The first-class Liberation Medal with the Tianamen pattern was awarded to commanders above the military level in the War of Liberation. The three medals were exquisitely designed and crafted. They were plated with pure gold and looked very dazzling under the light. The three medals condensed the history of the army, which had gradually grown stronger after fighting in the barren ravines. They also condensed Li Yunlong's personal history and the records of hundreds of battles.
He pinned the medal on the right chest of his suit and put on a military cap with a large brim decorated with a golden cap. He looked at it in the dressing mirror. It was a suit after all. Wearing it, he became energetic. In the dressing mirror, there was a general with an awe-inspiring face. He had a strong and imposing spirit. On the hard yellow epaulet, the golden general star was shining under the light...
He held onto the handrail of the stairs as he walked down the stairs. He slowly sat down on the sofa and picked up the phone to call Ma Tiansheng's office."I'm Li Yun Long, and I'm at my house…What's so strange about that? I know you're looking for me everywhere, but why didn't you think of coming to my house? You're probably only focused on casting a net at the station dock, right? It seems that your brain is not very flexible. To be honest, I don't feel at ease leaving this army to you. Alright, come on, we should have a good talk. After all, we've worked together. Remember! Only you are allowed to enter my gate. Soldiers with guns are not allowed to enter. I have a gun in my hand. If you have a conscience, you shouldn't let young soldiers make meaningless sacrifices. Alright, come on, I'll wait for you." He hung up the phone and sat on the sofa facing the door. His back was straight, his knees were slightly apart, and his broken left arm was naturally placed on his left leg. He closed his eyes.
He had said what he needed to say and done what he needed to do. It was time to go. As a general, he didn't like this kind of home. He remembered a famous foreign general saying," The best ending for a soldier was to be hit by the last bullet in the last battle. Li Yunlong agreed with this point of view and appreciated this kind of death. Unfortunately, life did not give him such an opportunity.
He looked around the familiar living room. He had lived here with his wife for more than ten years. The air in the living room seemed to still have Tian Yu's unique fragrance. The sofa seemed to still have Tian Yu's body temperature. He felt an unprecedented warmth. In front of him, the Huaihai battlefield, the small field hospital, and the beautiful girl in the white nurse uniform appeared. He could not forget the last words his wife said to him when they broke up. Yun Long, you are the dragon and I am the cloud. The dragon and the cloud are inseparable. He imagined a dragon with golden scales dancing in the clouds. It was a dragon among the clouds. He couldn't help but chuckle. His wife thought too highly of him. However, he was quite pleased that his wife thought so highly of him. Sigh, if a person could live again, they would probably live more carefully than the first time. They would enjoy more joy and have fewer regrets. Sigh, the biggest regret in this life was that he did not study properly and lived a muddled life. He remembered that Zhao Gang had advised him many times and even wrote a banner for him: Thousands of years have passed, leaving me alone, after hundreds of battles, I came back to study again. It was said that Zeng Guofan wrote this to his brother Zeng Guoquan. Zhao Gang hated his old comrade who was not good at studying for not being able to live up to his expectations. Li Yunlong, who liked to call himself a boorish man, was very disapproving. The banner had long been thrown away.
Thinking of this, Li Yunlong smiled gently. Everyone looked back on their lives, and who didn't have regrets? If he hadn't joined the Red Army back then, he, Li Yunlong, would have been guarding his family's two acres of thin land and digging for food. Perhaps he would never step out of the Dabie Mountains until he died of old age. At that time, he did not know that he lived on a round earth. He thought that the earth was like a flat chopping board for kneading dough, and the distant provincial capital was the center of the earth. How stupid. The first time he saw a plane was during a counter-encirclement. The old biplane of the Kuomingtang was diving and firing. He stood there in a daze and asked,"Class monitor, why is there someone on this big bird?”
Now that he looked back on the past, he suddenly realized that he had only met cultured people in his life. If it weren't for these learned people, he might have been stupid. The first cultured person he met was Zhu Yucheng, the instructor of the battalion when he was a battalion commander. Li Yunlong and Zhu Yucheng only spent a short time together before Zhu Yucheng died. Li Yunlong clearly remembered that he had slipped down the mountain stream and died while crossing Jiajin Mountain. The weather was clear that day, and the colors that greeted his eyes were gorgeous. The blue sky, the white snow mountains, the Red Army troops all over the mountains, the female soldiers of the propaganda team standing in the knee-deep snow, playing allegro to boost morale, the red flags on the mountains and at the foot of the mountain, Zhu Yucheng casually recited a few ancient poems beside Li Yunlong, which Li Yunlong still remembered. The evening snow fell on the Yuanmen, and the red flag was frozen in the wind. The east gate of Luntai sent you off. At this time, the snow covered the mountain road.
Before Zhu Yucheng could finish his sentence, he slipped and fell into the deep ravine like a kite with a broken string…Sigh, it was not easy to conquer this country. How many people died? If Zhu Yucheng could survive, he would at least be promoted to lieutenant general in 1955. He had also walked out from the depths of the Dabie Mountains. The Dabie Mountains. Back then, when the Huangma uprising broke out, hundreds of thousands of people from the Dabie Mountains joined the Red Army. How many of them are left now? In 1955, there were 293 generals from the Dabie Mountains. These survivors had become generals, but who could forget the hundreds of thousands of Dabie Mountain disciples who had fallen on the battlefield? The fallen leaves returned to their roots. It was time to go back.
It had been forty years since he left his hometown. Everything in his hometown seemed to be just like yesterday. From afar, he seemed to see the dark purple main peak of the Dabie Mountains, the Diamond Platform, drawing a steep profile against the blue sky and white clouds. There was an ancient castle standing on it, showing a circle of majestic and rough outlines. The mountains of his hometown were gradually filled with blue fog. The tall pine and cypress, poplar, chestnut trees pierced the branches into the sky. The villages, temples, waterwheels, and passes were all shrouded in the illusory fog... The soul returned to his hometown. It should be the most beautiful end of life. High officials, generous salaries, and even a vigorous career were not as warm as the gifts of nature. His soul returning to his homeland was a dream that he dreamed of in his later years. The tens of thousands of disciples of the Dabie Mountains had all gone back. Of course, he had to go back as well. That was his hometown. How many times had he searched for his hometown in the " Chinese Ancient Place Names "? The Beiling Mountains were located between Hubei and Henan, called the Dabie Mountains.
It is a major watershed between the Yangtze River and Huaihe River. This is the underworld of Zhou and Qin. Now more than 70 miles of mountain roads have been dug. The Pinghan railway passes through it.
It starts from Yingshan County, Hubei Province in the west. East to Henan Shangcheng, Luotian to Huoque, Anhui, Huoshan between the counties. In the past, thirteen passes were set up on the pass…Since ancient times, the North-South War had always regarded this as a major danger.
The sea was turbulent, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Only then did heroes show their true colors. In the Wanyuan Defense War, the enemy used 90 regiments of troops on the ground less than 30 li away, ten times the number of the Red Army. Who could remember how many fierce battles they fought at that time? How many people would be sacrificed every day? He was one of the few survivors. But before his eyes, everything was silent, and everything was gone. The soul-stirring gunshots, the heart-wrenching shouts, the sorrowful curses and moans, the broken limbs and heads that littered the ground, and the military flag that was still fluttering in the wind despite being riddled with holes. It was all silent, gone, and without a trace, as if it was a dream...
Li Yunlong opened his eyes. He heard the sound of a car's brakes and heavy footsteps. He picked up the pistol from the coffee table. He noticed that there were a few soldiers with submachine guns outside the door, carefully sticking their bodies out. " Bang!" Li Yunlong fired. The bullet grazed the left ear of a soldier. The soldiers immediately dodged to the sides of the gate. " Ma Tian Sheng, you can come in," Li Yun Long shouted sternly." I told you not to let the soldiers in. Be careful that my gun goes off."”
Ma Tian Sheng's voice came from outside the door,""All of you, retreat to the outside of the courtyard. You are not allowed to enter without my orders.
Li Yunlong, I'm coming in." Ma Tian Sheng walked into the living room fearlessly.
Li Yun Long smiled with satisfaction." Ma Tian Sheng, you dare to walk in under my gun. You're still a man. Sit down."”
Ma Tian Sheng sat down on the sofa facing Li Yun Long and replied calmly,""Thank you for your praise. This is the first time you, Li Yunlong, have praised me. But I don't feel honored. You should know that a commoner is not afraid of death.”
Li Yunlong frowned and said impatiently,""Here we go again. Ma Tiansheng, why do you look like you're acting? Just these few lines? You and I have worked together for a while. Now that I'm leaving, can you not say those words?”
"This is the difference between you and me because our political views are poles apart. You are still resisting the revolutionary route of the leader of Mao. How can you understand the language of a real revolutionary? Li Yunlong, you've gone too far. I advise you to put down that gun. Only then will there be a way out.”
"Soldiers don't have the habit of handing over their weapons unless they're dead." Li Yunlong sneered. Speaking of a way out, you're wrong. I've never planned to leave a way out for myself, so what you said is equivalent to not saying anything. I didn't come here to argue with you about these theories, because I've never understood in my life. You're not much better than me, even though you're more cultured than me. I just want to tell you that I, Li Yunlong, don't like to be manipulated by others. No one can do it. Not the Japanese or the Chinese National Party. Not even the current Central Cultural Revolution. My life has to be manipulated by myself. I have the right to choose my own death. Although my life isn't worth much, I can't let others take it away so easily. I have to do this myself. Do you know the most honorable way for a soldier to die? Hanging himself? Poison? None of them worked.
That was how commoners died. Let me tell you, soldiers should die with bullets. You see, I aimed the muzzle at my temple. When I pulled the trigger, the bullet would pass through my other temple. Along with the bullet, my blood and brain would spray out. At that time, you would see that my blood was hot, boiling hot, and steaming. My brain was white, like tofu that had not been properly braised. It was muddled. This was because there were too many things that I had not understood in my life. After this bullet went through my temple, it should have hit the wall over there. That wall is gray, so it won't ricochet. If you want to keep it as a memento, dig this bullet out. I'll give it to you. If you don't want it, leave it in the wall. No matter who gets it in the future, it's fate with me. Zhao, also, this bullet might be a little deformed because my skull is harder…
Li Yunlong raised the pistol with his right hand and pressed the muzzle against his right temple.
Ma Tian Sheng's face suddenly turned as white as a sheet of paper. He cried out involuntarily," Li Yunlong, don't shoot…"
He risked his life to lunge for the gun.
"Pa!" A bullet hit the floor in front of Ma Tian Sheng's feet, only an inch away from his toes. Ma Tian Sheng froze and shouted desperately,""Old Li, don't be rash. Our relationship has come to this. Perhaps I've gone overboard in some aspects. Let's talk about it…"
Li Yunlong looked at him contemptuously, as if he couldn't be bothered to speak. His index finger suddenly pulled the trigger…
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