The howling cold wind outside the window was getting stronger and stronger. Occasionally, there would be the sound of a few police sirens. The town was shrouded in a depressing atmosphere.
In a church school in the suburbs, there were a few simple bungalows. In the classroom, dozens of students were listening attentively to the priest's lecture. Jia Jin wrote quickly while thinking quietly. It had been ten years since she came to this school. From a little girl who didn't know much about the world, to now, she was very grateful for the priest's teachings. Life here was very tough. The free food every day was not enough to fill their stomachs. They were often hungry and full. The Church was a charitable organization. In these turbulent years, funds were tight, and they could not take out more money to improve the lives of the students. Jia Jin and the other female students had to do some needlework in their spare time to increase the school's income. His younger brother, Jia Guo, was also studying at this school, and the siblings often met. The school rules were strict. Usually, they were not allowed to take half a step out of the school gate. They could only go home to visit during the winter vacation. Because of the warlords 'war for years, the world was not peaceful. Every time the siblings returned home, they had to risk their lives and cross a few streets to visit their mother in the city. His mother, Wen Xin, had been in poor health for the past few years. She was only in her thirties, but she was already showing signs of aging. His father, Zhang Wancai, was still busy outside like before. It was rare for him to come home, so his mother had to embroider for the rich family to make a living.
Jia Jin was deep in thought when suddenly the siren outside the window rang. The priest shouted," Children, the planes are bombing again. Hurry up and enter the bomb shelter." Before the children could react, they heard a deafening sound and Jia Jin lost consciousness...
After an unknown period of time, Jia Jin woke up from her coma. In front of her was a pile of ruins. The first thing that came to her mind was her brother, Jia Guo. She ignored her pain and got up from the ground. She looked for her brother among the broken bricks and tiles." Jia Country, Jia Country." There were cries everywhere, but there was no trace of her brother.
Jia Jin ran to the street, wanting to return to the city to find her mother, but the fleeing crowd flooded in from the city. Jia Jin was weak and could only follow the crowd.
The planes were still chasing after the fleeing crowd. From time to time, people would fall. The survivors cried and helped their injured relatives escape to the suburbs....
Zhang Jiajin, who was wearing a new military uniform, was walking on the mountain road with his comrades in the heavy rain.
In Guangxi, the roads on the mountain were built in circles along the hillside. All the cars, big and small, drove along the winding mountain road in circles. Bai Chongxi's army ran in cars, while the People's Liberation Army chased them on foot. They had to travel more than 100 miles a day. As the Kuomingtang military vehicles drove, they were surrounded by the People's Liberation Army. The two armies encountered each other many times.
It was raining that day. Jia Jin and her comrades marched more than 50 miles. The division leader considered that the propaganda team members were tired, so he let Jia Jin and her comrades camp in the afternoon. At this time, the sky was clear. The female soldiers were especially happy because their clothes were wet for a few days. They could finally wash their clothes. The female soldiers scrambled to soak their clothes in the water pit. Just as they were washing vigorously, the emergency assembly call suddenly sounded. Moreover, it was more urgent than the last. The female soldiers hurriedly wrung out their wet clothes and packed their backpacks to gather. The captain ordered the classes to take attendance. Fortunately, everyone was present. The captain shouted,"Turn left and run!”The order was like a mountain. More than a hundred male and female publicity team members ran forward. No one asked why. After running for 50 miles in one breath and returning to the place where they set off in the morning, the leader told everyone what had happened. It turned out that the Kuomingtang army had found them. They saw the red and green underwear (the underwear changed from the curtain) and knew that they were female soldiers. They wanted to capture the prisoners. Unexpectedly, the People's Liberation Army broke out quickly. When they entered the village, they did not capture a single prisoner. Instead, they were surrounded and wiped out by the People's Liberation Army.
On a dark night, a strong wind blew on the sea, and the waves rolled. A few wooden sailboats floated on the sea. On the ship, Jia Jin and his comrades were doing their best to sway Lu, braving the wind and waves to advance on the vast sea. The boat could not move, so the people on board had to lower the sails and throw the anchor. After a while, bad news came from the bow. The anchor had broken at the bottom of the sea, and the boat could only rise and fall with the wind and waves. The situation was very dangerous. The propaganda team leader had no choice but to throw down another anchor. He thought that this anchor could stabilize the ship, but who knew that this anchor would break again. The ship was shaking up and down, and there was the danger of capsizing at any time. Jia Jin and his comrades were helpless. In order to cope with the sudden situation, the captain ordered everyone to put their guns on the side of the boat. Everyone held their guns and grabbed the side of the boat. If they encountered an enemy ship, they would fight to the death. At this critical moment, Jia Jin and his comrades had no regard for life or death.
The ship drifted with the wind and waves. It was pitch-black all around. Jia Jin and his comrades held on until the east turned white. There seemed to be a glimmer of hope. They found a small island in the distance, but they did not know if it had been occupied by the enemy. At this time, the wind was a little weaker. The People's Liberation Army rowed the boat to the island, ready to fight at any time. Through contact, they learned that it was the division's propaganda team, so they sent a small boat to bring Jia Jin and her comrades to the island, arranged for food and accommodation, and the leaders expressed their condolences. They also informed the division to come and take Jia Jin and her comrades back to Leizhou Peninsula.
After this adventure, Jia Jin and her propaganda team had withstood the test of the sea training, laying a solid foundation for the liberation of Hainan Island.
1950.
"To be brave, to cross the Yalu River, to protect peace, to protect the motherland, is to protect your hometown; The good sons and daughters of China, united and united, to resist the United States and aid Korea and defeat the ambitious wolf of the United States.”On that rainy night, the Chinese People's Revolutionary Army crossed the Yalu River. On October 25th, the prelude to the War to Resist the United States and aid Korea was unveiled.
The autumn wind blew, and the trees were desolate. Having just finished a fierce battle, Zhang Jiajin, a member of the Shiwen Corps, moved with the team. Ever since the bombing incident, the school had been blown to the ground. Jia Jin had joined the People's Liberation Army with her classmates. From then on, they fought north and south, and after experiencing all the major battles of the War of Liberation, they finally ushered in the birth of a new dynasty. However, before Jia Jin could get in touch with her long-lost mother and brother, she was ordered to enter the Korean battlefield with the army.
As soon as the art troupe arrived at a safe station, they immediately set up a stage to perform for the soldiers. Tonight's performance was a segment from " The White-haired Girl " and " Li Chuangwang Entering the Capital," with Jia Jin playing Xi 'er. Jia Jin was fully focused on the performance." The north wind blows, the snow flies." Xi 'er, who was on the stage, was dressed in tattered clothes, but she was clean and tidy. She had an innocent expression. She puffed out her chest and raised her head, tiptoed, and danced to the music. " The snowflakes are drifting, and the New Year is here." Jia Jin performed meticulously, and the officers and soldiers below the stage were mesmerized. In the middle of the sixth row, a red-faced Shandong man was watching more seriously. He sang along with Jia Jin as he watched. Just as the show was about to start, a burst of intense gunfire suddenly sounded. The messenger reported,
"The enemy ambushed us, we're surrounded!"”"Don't panic! Move immediately!" Under the command of the division chief, the troops split up and broke out of the encirclement.
Jia Jin and her comrades broke out of the encirclement while constantly fighting back against the enemy's attacks. Soon, they ran away from the main force. Jia Jin and another comrade retreated to a small ditch, and the sound of gunfire could be heard above their heads. Due to exhaustion, the two of them fell asleep. After an unknown amount of time, gunshots could be heard. After a while, it was quiet again. Jia Jin peeked out quietly and saw the familiar volunteer army uniform flash. Jia Jin shouted in surprise,"Comrade!" A big man turned around and said,"Hey, isn't this Xi 'er?"”"Yes, yes, I'm Zhang Jiajin from the art troupe. I've finally found you! We got separated from the team." That was close. Two divisions surrounded us. Fortunately, we retreated in time and fought our way out. However, the casualties were also very high. "If you two hadn't hidden well, I'm afraid you would have become captives.""Yes, thank god I met you.""How many years have you been in the army? Where is your home?" " It's been three years. My home is from Hankou, Hubei."" Oh, even our communicator is from Hankou."" What's his name?”" Zhang Jiaguo?" Jia Jin's heart skipped a beat." Could it be my younger brother? Where is he?"”" They're scattered. I'll ask him when I see him."" Alright, thank you."" You're welcome."
Winter passed and spring came. In the blink of an eye, he had been in North Korea for almost half a year. Ever since that time when he met the Shandong man, he had accidentally heard news about the Jia Kingdom. Because of the continuous war, he had lost contact with the Shandong man and had forgotten to ask him for the number of his troops. As a result, things had been delayed. The war was tense and he had no time to think about his personal affairs.
On this day, Jia Jin had just finished her performance and was undoing her costume backstage. Suddenly, someone barged in. Looking closely, it was the red-faced burly man. He held a bouquet of wildflowers in his hand, his face flushed red. He said to Jia Jin in a wooden voice," This is for you. Does it look good?" Jia Jin took the flowers, sniffed them, and closed her eyes in intoxication. She suddenly thought of the Jia Country and asked,"Have you contacted the Jia Country?"”" No, I haven't seen him since that time. Don't worry, I'll ask someone else."" Thank you."" You're welcome. Let's go out for a walk, okay?”"Alright," she said.
The sun was setting in the west, and half of the sky was dyed red. A gentle breeze blew. Although the tragic battle that had just ended filled the earth with the smell of blood, it could not stop the beauty of spring and the vitality of youth. The two soldiers walked along the mountain road and chatted softly. They had a good conversation.
In the days that followed, the Shandong man gave Jiajin a watch and a pen. During the war, he asked Jiajin to make quilts. Days passed like this.
However, after several battles, the Shandong man suddenly lost contact with Jia Jin and disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, another soldier barged into Jiajin's life. On this day, Jia Jin had just come down from the stage and was resting backstage. A red-faced, short but muscular soldier walked in. He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Before he could speak, his face was flushed red. He handed the flowers to Jia Jin stiffly and said,"You acted really well. Congratulations!" Jia Jin said,"Thank you." The soldier said," My name is Zhou Heng. Captain Ling has told you about me, right?"
Jia Jin said,"I've said it before. You're the instructor of the 3rd Battalion, right?" Jia Jin remembered that two days ago, Captain Ling had specially introduced Zhou Heng's situation to Jia Jin. Captain Ling said that Instructor Zhou was born in poverty. His mother was killed by a Japanese plane, so he joined the revolutionary work at the age of 14. First, he was a traffic officer of the county government. Later, he was arrested for betraying the government and sent to the coal mine to work as a laborer. Later on, they joined the army in a mass riot. Instructor Zhou had fought in the War of Resistance against Japan and the War of Liberation, and had made many meritorious deeds. During the war to resist the United States and aid Korea, he had been injured many times. There were still enemy bullets in his leg. He was a soldier who had experienced hundreds of battles. Captain Ling said that he had admired you for a long time. When you shot three rounds at the shooting range, he praised,"She's really the leader of the women!" Captain Ling said that Instructor Zhou likes you and hopes that you will consider it.
At the thought of this, Jia Jin's heart pounded wildly when she faced Zhou Heng. She also had a good impression of Zhou Heng. Since there was no news from the Shandong man, it was a wise choice to get to know Zhou Heng. The two of them walked out of the lounge and went to the river. They chatted while taking a walk.
In 1955, on the eve of the return of the volunteers. Jia Jin still hadn't heard any news about the Jia Kingdom and the Shandong men, so she could only bury her thoughts deep in her heart.
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