At the pier of Dili Port, the Wen-2 transport ship is about to set sail. Deng Zhongxia will lead a literary team to perform on various islands. Wei Zijian was also on the ship carrying a backpack. He was a little melancholy and thought to himself: "Farewell, Dili City! Farewell, my beloved!" He took a transport ship to Duobo County, the easternmost Aru Islands, to take up the post of county magistrate. It was still basically a wild land, waiting for him to explore. Chen Qi and his mother Jiazi also came. Jia Zi gave Wei Zijian a brand new suit. Wei Zijian refused. Jia Zi said: "My child, please accept it. You can wear it when meeting guests." Wei Zijian had no choice but to accept it. He handed a stack of money to Chen Qi and said: "Little sister, this is all my savings of 1,500 Asian dollars. The place I am going to is very remote, and there is no postal route yet. Please use this money to help me buy two bottles of tiger every month." Send the bone wine back to my home." Chen Qi felt panic in his heart and said: "Brother, I will do it, I'm waiting for you to come back as soon as possible!" In that compartment, Chen Yao and Deng Zhongxia were also saying goodbye. The ship slowly left, taking away the hearts of the two daughters' families
The Wen-2 transport ship is a work ship of the Pacific Cultural Working Group. It is 3,500 tons and equipped with two 125 mm cannons. It also carries 2,500 tons of supplies destined for Duobo County. The 35 art team members live on the ship in a very comfortable and spacious environment. Wei Xiaobao also brought an armed action team of 50 people to station on the ship, so there was no need to worry about safety. The transport ship did not rush the journey and carried the artistic team to perform condolences performances for the troops stationed on the island along the way. Deng Zhongxia, Wei Xiaobao and Wei Zijian made good friends. They drank and discussed poetry along the way and had a great time. [bsp; The Wen-2 ship sailed to an unnamed island near Duobo. After sending the literary team to the island, it went to Duobo Port to unload the goods. Deng Zhongxia persuaded Wei Zijian to stay and said: "Brother Deng, we are about to arrive at your Duobo County. Please accompany us one more time. You have to inspect your subordinate islands anyway, right?" Wei Zijian also thought of visiting the officers and soldiers stationed on the island. , and went to the island with the literary team.
During a condolence performance for the commanders and fighters of the troops stationed on the island, Wei Zijian could not help much with the performance, so he helped set up the stage and move things. During the performance, I would replace the sentry on duty and watch the show. At this moment, he was standing guard and saw the darkness on the sea. He couldn't help but clenched his gun vigilantly. The Unnamed Island was already the boundary of his Duobo County, but it looked unfamiliar to him. He thought to himself: The first step is to inspect every island under his jurisdiction and then plan carefully and carry out construction. He thought of Chen Qi again, what a beautiful and lovely little girl, she was so kind to him. He thought of her father again. He was really an old stubborn man. He must give it a good fight. We, Wei Zijian, are also a strong and angular man! He was in a trance when he suddenly noticed slight movement not far away. Wei Zijian is the son of a hunter. He has developed good eyesight and keen hearing since he was a child. He is no stranger to shooting guns and archery, and has received military training. He immediately lay down on the sentry post and yelled: "Who!" The person in front of him didn't answer, and he glanced at the faint flash of the sword. Someone shouted and rushed up.
As soon as the "click-click" gunshot was fired from the sentry post, the three searchlights on the top floor of the commanding post on the island suddenly turned on. The light shone towards the place where the gunshot was heard, and only a dark mass of people could be seen below. Wei Zijian shouted loudly: "There are pirates!" while firing fiercely. The pirates were very fierce, but the automatic rifle in Wei Zijian's hand was very powerful and blocked the pirates' attack for a while. Flares shot into the air. Suddenly, the island was covered with snow.
The four magazines in Wei Zijian's ammunition bag were all used up. The pirates rushed up. He picked up the bayonet with a bang, jumped out of the bunker, and stabbed two pirates down. However, there were enemies behind and on the left and right. Several swords pierced his chest, abdomen and back at the same time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He fell down, eyes wide open, looking at the vast sky
The pirates were coming fiercely, there were probably no less than a thousand people, and they attacked in two groups. 250 people from the garrison company stationed on the island responded urgently, and more than 30 people from the art team also picked up guns. Under the command of Deng Zhongxia, they jumped into the trenches and fired. The pirates set up heavy machine guns on the beach, and Japanese grenade launchers and small steel cannons also came over. A heavy mortar in the company unleashed its power. At this time, two 125mm cannons on the Wen-2 transport ship, which had just returned from unloading cargo in Duobo, also launched a fierce bombardment at the pirate ship. The pirates were unable to withstand the fierce firepower from both sides and had to retreat to the sea in a hurry. Wei Xiaobao pursued the pirates on the transport ship.
Deng Zhongxia and the company commander made a checkpoint on the island and killed more than 350 pirates. 11 people from the company died and 21 were injured; 1 person from the cultural team died and 3 were injured. Wei Zijian died heroically at the sentry post. He had no gunshot wounds. He was stabbed to death while bayoneting with the pirates after emptying several magazines. The company commander looked at the 7 wounds on his chest, abdomen and back, and cried: "County Magistrate Wei was stabbed by several Japanese knives at the same time during the fight. He blocked about 300 people in front with an automatic rifle. The gangsters' attack lasted for about 10 minutes, which bought time for the company to organize a counterattack!" Deng Zhongxia was heartbroken, and he only made friends with County Magistrate Wei and admired his talent very much. Unexpectedly, he died in this unknown place.On the island. When cleaning up County Magistrate Wei's belongings, he only had a few Asian dollars on him, two changes of clothes, a new suit, a cucurbit, a semiconductor radio, a large bag of books and a photo album of Chen Qi. Deng Zhongxia was shocked when he saw the photo album, and hurriedly applied for a military radio station to connect to the channel for direct communication with Chen Jiayong.
It is dawn, and the Northern Whale Fleet No. 60 is sailing on the sea at the moment. Chen Jiayong received the urgent report from Deng Zhongxia. He took the draft of the telegram and read it several times. He was confused for a moment and hurriedly called Jiazi and Chen Qi and said to them: "That Wei Zijian and Qi'er's photo album What's going on? You two are hiding something from me!" Jia Zi whispered: "Qi'er and Xiao Wei are getting along." Chen Jiayong said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me earlier! He He" Chen Qi asked anxiously: "What happened to him?!" Chen Jiayong sighed and said: "What a pity! I planned to train him and then he would be of great use, but hehe was in Wuming He died in the battle on the island!" When Chen Qi heard this, he screamed and said, "Abba, you shouldn't have done it! Brother Zijian" and then passed out. Chen Jiayong's head was about to split at this time, his brain exploded, and he fell down. Kako was so anxious that she called Hanako and Kazuo, and then helped set up a tent and install speakers. During the evening performance, Zijian continued to stand guard for the soldiers. I once advised him not to go. He said it would be great to have more soldiers watching the show. I support your work. There were a lot of mosquitoes during the performance, but everyone performed meticulously, and the officers and soldiers in the audience were all neatly dressed and holding guns to watch the performance. Suddenly gunfire rang out. We all have a gun and can fight at any time. I led people to the trenches to the west. The Japanese bandits had already rushed up. I had stayed on the island and was more experienced than the team members. I took out the golden pistol and started shooting. It really worked. I killed the Japanese bandits in one go. The three bandits in the trenches fired fiercely as soon as they entered the trenches, stopping the Japanese bandits. Several times Japanese bandits rushed to the edge of the trench, and I killed them with palm mines. All 30 rounds of ammunition have been used up If I had a short gun on my body, I might not
Chen Jiayong shouted: "Stop talking!" He had a headache, returned to the room and fell on the bed.
Chen Qi proposed to go to Wuming Island. Chen Jiayong said: "Qi'er, Zijian has been posthumously promoted to a division-level civil servant, and his family will double the pension; that unknown island has also been named Zijian Island. Alas! It's a sad place, you better not go there Let's just treat it as a dream, okay?" Chen Qi swallowed: "It's a dream here and there! I I am already his, and the others are gone. Double the pension can make up for it. Yes! Abba, I don¡¯t blame you for sending him to be the county magistrate on that remote archipelago. Brother Zijian once said that a good man is ambitious in all directions, on the frontier, and on the battlefield. He was born in the mountains and is not afraid of hardship. He died fighting for China, and I am proud of him! But he can never return to his hometown, and will stay on that small island forever I will go to pay homage to him no matter what!" Chen Jiayong My intestines are so wet! Accompanying her daughter, she wiped away her tears and said, "Qi'er, being affectionate and righteous is the true nature of our Chen family. Okay, dad will go with you!"
Three light aircraft landed on the gravel beach of Zijian Island, and Chen Jiayong came with his family. On a grassy island, in a sunny forest, there is a row of 13 new graves with their tombs facing north. The sun is scorching and the sea breeze is blowing. Chen Qi, wearing a white silk dress, went to Wei Zijian's grave and wrote on the wordless tombstone: "Husband: Tomb of Wei Zijian. Wife: Chen Qili." Chen Jiayong felt anxious: "Qi'er is only 18 years old. What should we do next?" Jiazi pulled his sleeves aside and whispered: "Qi'er has experienced love, life and death at a young age. It's really a hard life, just follow her heart." Chen Jiayong remembered The love of life and death between Brother Daoba and Shu Wanxiu, with a long sigh, was decided by Chen Qi.
Chen Qi knelt down in front of Wei Zijian¡¯s grave and congratulated: ¡°Brother, thank you for giving me a lot of inspiration in life, and thank you even more for the affection and love you gave me. Those were several unforgettable and ecstatic nights my whole life. It's all engraved in my heart But you can't go back. Brother, you are tired too, just rest here. I will send the medicinal wine to Abba right away, it is the best medicinal wine; Abba's injury, and I will continue to bear the living and study expenses of my brothers and sisters for you. I am your wife, and I will fulfill your unfinished responsibilities, so don¡¯t worry" After that, he fell in front of the grave in mourning. Everyone was moved after hearing Chen Qi's cry. Chen Jiayong recalled every detail of his several meetings with Wei Zijian. Looking at the grief-stricken Qi'er, his heart ached with pain. He took out a small gold pistol and fired five rounds into the sky. Bullets, he shouted loudly: "God, you are unfair, why did you destroy my Chinese talents and take away my beloved son-in-law!" Gong Yi ordered the soldiers to fire their guns into the sky in mourning, and several thunder exploded in the sky. It started to rain heavily, and the thunderous fireballs swept over the ground one after another. Chen Jiayong said: "This is my fault, I don't need anyone to cry out or sympathize!" He grabbed Wan Jiakui's dead iron rod next to him, hit the thunder and lightning fireball, and said: "Go, get out. Let¡¯s go!¡± Stick QiThe thunder gradually stopped, the sea became calm, and the sun returned to the sky.
Chen Jiayong said to the grave: "Zijian, you are my good son-in-law and a good man! You have worked hard for Tuobian and died heroically for the country. It is worth it! I will organize the happy event and the funeral together now. The sacrificed person The other 12 soldiers will be your best men! Jia Kui, Zhong Xia, Xiao Bao, you go and make arrangements, I, the father-in-law, will spend the whole night with Zijian¡¯s son-in-law no matter what!"
A banner was hung in front of the graves of the martyrs: "It is a seven-foot man who can sacrifice himself and swear never to return home." A tent was set up in front of the tomb, the sacrificial tent was pulled up, and a letter was written: "He died before he left the army, and the hero was crying with tears in his eyes - Zijian, go well!" Hanging in the mourning hall is a portrait painted by Chen Yao for Wei Zijian. Sad music is playing. Chen Qi accompanied him to keep vigil in front of the memorial tablet. Deng Zhongxia played the accordion, shed tears, and sang the song "In Memory of Comrades" composed for Wei Zijian and his fallen comrades:
"The foot of Cangshan Mountain is my lovely hometown,
When I left him,
It seems that the gourd has broken its vine.
"Under the big banyan tree lives the girl in my heart,
When she and I parted,
It seems that the gourd and sheng are hanging on the wall.
¡°The gourd is still sweet even after the melon vine is broken.
When the luthier comes back, the gourdsheng will play again.
"When I bid farewell to my comrades,
It¡¯s like the sea is in turmoil.
"ah¡¡¡¡
"Dear comrades,
I can never see your majestic figure again,
A kind face.
"ah¡¡¡¡
"Dear comrades,
You can never listen to me play the piano again,
Hear me sing.
"When I bid farewell to my comrades,
It¡¯s like the sea is in turmoil.
"ah¡¡¡¡
"Dear comrades,
I can never see your majestic figure again,
A kind face.
"ah¡¡¡¡
"Dear comrades,
You can never listen to me play the piano again,
Listen to me singing
The elegy, with one chant and three sighs, is touching, sad and high-pitched, making people cry, and everyone can't help but sing in chorus. Jiazi cried and said: "Zijian, it's a good thing that you wore the suit I gave you to your burial. Otherwise, no matter what I think, I would just treat it as your wedding dress. You have suffered a lot in front of you, so Have a good rest"
Beside the campfire, Chen Qi said to Chen Jiayong: "Abba, you and my mother gave me life, and the school gave me a good education. Brother Zijian gave me the inspiration of life and the best things in life. I I want to take a year off from school and go to Brother Zijian¡¯s hometown in Dali to fulfill my filial piety for him." Chen Jiayong said: "Qier, filial piety comes first in everything, so I will follow you, but I have to contact your Uncle Mo Lin first. For a moment, you¡¯d better talk about it after you finish this internship with your mother.¡±
A patch of starlight appeared in the night sky, and the Big Dipper was particularly dazzling. Chen Qi looked up at the starry sky, counted the stars carefully, and said to Chen Jiayong in surprise: "Dad, there are exactly 13 brightest stars in the circle of the Big Dipper, and they are blinking at us. It's there." When everyone took a look, it was indeed true. The 13 stars were flashing non-stop, and the bright light shone directly on the tomb. Chen Qi, Chen Ying, Chen Bao, Chen Yao, Deng Zhongxia, Wei Xiaobao and the company commander looked up to the sky and shouted in unison: "Good way Zijian! Good way comrades!!!" It took about half an hour for the light to gradually dissipate.
N years later, Zijian Island was built into a beautiful bonsai and became a tourist attraction in Southeast Asia. The story of Wei Zijian, the first county magistrate of the county, who died heroically in a fierce battle with pirates on the island is widely recited. The tombs of the martyrs are worshiped and paid homage to by future generations every year. This is something I won¡¯t mention later.