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Yang Luo looked at Gong Erleng and said softly: "Do you still remember a comrade-in-arms named Chen Baofu?"
When Gong Erlen heard the name, he became more and more excited, and his skinny hands grabbed Yang Luo more and more tightly, "Baofu is still alive? He is still alive??????"
Yang Luo nodded solemnly, "He is still alive and recuperating in Beijing."
Gong Erleng slowly let go of Yang Luo's hand, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and the muddy old tears flowed down his wrinkled face.
"Prosperity! My brother, my comrade-in-arms, you are still alive, I am finally no longer alone???? Haha?????" After speaking, there was another burst of laughter, "The hero's division, the hero's regiment, How many years of ups and downs, the August 1st Army flag is held in hand, and the merits are written in the mountains and rivers. The oath of the Pingjiang Uprising tells us to hold the guns tightly, and the horn on the Long March calls us to break through the great pass again, drive away the Japanese invaders, wipe out the stubborn enemies, resist the US and aid Korea The legend of a good name inspires us to move forward forever??????" Gong Erlen suddenly roared hoarsely, his singing voice was desolate but full of majesty.
Li Sxi finally understood that this old man was an anti-Japanese hero and an old Red Army soldier. Especially when I heard the old man's desolate and majestic singing, tears fell down my face.
The owner of the restaurant did not expect that this old man had such a background. This also made him feel unbelievable, this is a real hero, and he has come to this stage.
Yang Luo took a deep breath: "Senior! Sit down and talk about the situation at that time, how you survived."
Gong Erleng sat down slowly, his eyes suddenly became ethereal, "The battle was really tragic, and all the comrades around me fell down one by one, and finally only me, the company commander, and Baofu were left. Suddenly a shell fell , the company commander pressed me under him, but the shell landed too close to us. The airflow of the explosion lifted the three of us more than ten meters away, and the company commander's body was blown to pieces. I was lucky, the company commander protected I just broke my arm, but passed out at the time. When I woke up, my brain was in pain and I was going to "coma" again at any moment. I kept reminding myself to bite my tongue from time to time to keep myself awake , because the task has not been completed, I cannot pass out."
He spoke in a calm tone, as if telling a story that did not belong to him. Moreover, he was always a bit slurred when speaking. Yang Luo looked carefully at his mouth, only to find that nearly a quarter of his tongue was missing.
Gong Erlen picked up the tea mug in front of him: "Boss! Please pour me a glass of water."
The boss hurried to the kitchen to bring a thermos pot, and filled the tea mug held by Gong Erleng with water. Gong Er picked it up and blew it, then took a light sip.
Li Sxi's eyes were red and swollen, and he couldn't help asking after watching him drink the water: "Master! What happened next? Have you completed your mission?"
Gong Erlen continued calmly: "I tried my best to turn over and get up to find the explosive package. At this time, I found that Baofu was dragging one leg and moving forward bit by bit with the explosive package. I saw him put the dynamite bag under the bridge, and when I pulled the fuse, I knew the mission was complete. I couldn't stand it anymore and fell into a coma, only to hear an explosion vaguely. When I woke up again When I came here, I found it was in a field hospital, and later I found out that it was a hospital for US prisoners of war, and I was captured."
Speaking of this, Gong Erleng took another sip of water, and none of the three of Yang Luo said anything, and they all listened quietly.
"One day, a tall, thin Chinese translator came to me accompanied by an American missionary with a big belly. They said that out of mercy, out of love for me, and out of the spirit of united humanitarianism, they would give me three ways, the first One went to Japan and sent me to study. The second went to Taiwan. The third went back to the mainland. Then he also said that "the Communist Party" hated the captives the most, and it was more evil than hating us. I said! It's just cut I, I have to go home too! At that time, many captured comrades said so, but these imperialists, in order to achieve their goals, actually want to tattoo the words "anti-Soviet and anti-g" on our arms, I say unless you Cut off my only remaining arm, or you will kill me. In the end, under the insistence of my comrades and I, they did not dare to do so.
One day in August 1953, the Korean War came to an end. The Chinese People's Volunteers and the United signed the "Korean Armistice Agreement" in Panmunjom, and we finally returned home. "
Gong Erlen's calm face suddenly became very excited, and he covered his face and cried bitterly, "I hate it, why didn't I die on the battlefield. After returning home, my daily life is "confession and self-criticism", "I don't talk about merit, I just talk about it." During the "Cultural Revolution", I was dragged out by the rebels to criticize me. Big-character posters, walls, and ropes were all hung with slogans saying that I rebelled?????? I am a prisoner, but I am not a traitor !"
Yang Luo took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff, "War may be??, an old party member, I can still walk and beg for food now, and I must not cause trouble to the organization. "
Hearing the old man's words, Yang Luo's heart felt like being hit by a heavy hammer. If anyone in China is the most selfless and the most enlightened, it is the older generation of revolutionaries, such old Red Army soldiers.
"Senior! I called just now, and you should have heard it. Comrade Chen Baofu will also come. Don't you want to meet your comrades in arms?"
Gong Erleng was silent, "I was captured before, and I have no face to see him."
Yang Luo clasped his hands tightly, then slowly loosened them, looked at Gong Erling and said: "Senior! You also said just now that being captured does not mean you are a traitor, and no one can obliterate your meritorious deeds. History will never forget You, the party and the country will never forget you, and the people will never forget you."
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Note: Brothers and sisters born in the 90s, I don¡¯t know if you have seen "Heroes and Daughters", but I know that as a person born in the 70s, I may have watched that movie more than once. The sentence "fire at me" has influenced generations. . The old man Jiang Qingquan is also the hero Wang Cheng in the movie. He is still alive and now lives in Daling Village, Songshan District, Jinzhou City, less than 15 kilometers away from the city center. The capture plot I mentioned above and what happened after returning to China are his experience. Fortunately, in 2010, the war reporters who wrote about his deeds found him and rehabilitated him. Finally, such a hero , able to face that glorious history with a straight chest.
There are also old people who have not asked for food, so don¡¯t take their seats according to the number. He and his wife make a living by selling insoles, and they have a lot of children and grandchildren. It¡¯s just that the experience of being captured made him remain anonymous for more than 50 years. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com