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Volume 1 Homeless Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Part 6)

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    Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Part 6) Most of the carriages are filled with cheap groceries such as soap, glue paint, and felt. The products in the base area have already gained a certain reputation. As long as the vendors can safely transport them from the grassland  If you go out, you don¡¯t have to worry about sales. Another very important factor is that the major Japanese companies in China are currently focusing on high-profit industries such as mining and railways, and they are a bit disdainful of the thin profits of daily groceries.  They would secretly collude with the Japanese and traitors to cause trouble for everyone, so the vendors could still make a living from the grocery trade.  A small number of light carriages equipped with rubber tires have the goods tightly covered with tarps or boxes. These carriages usually belong to "big business houses" and have extensive connections, so they risk being robbed by bandits.  Traveling to the grasslands, of course, they are not content with just dumping tons of soap like ordinary small traders. They are eyeing bath salts, Mongolian patent medicines and leather products that have just been developed. The former has always been a guerrilla force to attract traders to trade.  Although the formula has long been shared with the young prince Baiyin, the cumbersome production process and the backward production level in the grassland areas have severely limited the production capacity of the goods, so the supply has always exceeded demand. The latter two goods only started after Fang Guoqiang arrived.  The new gadgets that were born are said to have opened up sales in Changchun, Manchukuo, and the popular Peking and Tianjin areas, and the sales volume is increasing steadily.  Whether it is a wooden wheeled cart, a rubber wheeled carriage, or even a Kuhaha who carries a load to earn some money, as long as he enters and exits the base area, he must be carefully inspected by the sentry, and there are more than one similar sentry post, starting from Crescent Moon  Starting from the lakeside, the closer to the Lamagou base, the more stringent it becomes, so that many people waiting to be inspected in front of the checkpoints have to queue up in a long line, which makes the vendors curse. Fortunately, these days, various checkpoints of the Japanese and the puppet Manchukuo  , it was more troublesome to pass, so these vendors were not intimidated by the complicated customs clearance procedures. After venting their irritability, they got on the cart and continued queuing up to pass the customs. The guerrilla fighters responsible for checkpoints had already  I am used to the behavior of the vendors. No matter how harsh the words they say, I will always keep a smile on my face. I will never deliberately put the other person's shoes on because of a few outrageous words of complaint.  Of course, Zhang Songling and others were not included in the inspection. The guerrilla fighters had been notified long ago that their captain would be back in the next two days. They were very excited. When they saw their own team from a distance, they immediately let go.  He then led the militiamen who came to help and stood at attention on both sides of the passage with guns in hand to welcome the return of the captain with military courtesy.  This hand made Zhang Songling feel both familiar and a little strange. The familiar thing was that he finally returned to the guerrillas after more than a year's absence, and saw these faces that he had shared life and death with. What was strange was that these brothers in front of him were in the same place.  In terms of spirit, energy, and spirit, they have all improved compared to when they were separated. Especially their postures when saluting with guns are definitely the standard of the regular army, and they are not at all as willful and casual as before.  As for whether this change is good or bad, Zhang Songling himself is a little confused. Intellectually, he knows that the more disciplined and strictly enforced the army is, the stronger its combat effectiveness will be. On this point, he served as a trainee company in the 24th Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Regiment.  Deputy Shi had a deep understanding that the 24th Regiment was the trump card of the Central Hebei Military Region and was considered an elite in the entire Eighth Route Army. There, except for a few people who often visited the company headquarters, most of the cadres and soldiers had nothing to do with him.  However, when he and the company commander made a decision, it was always implemented to the letter. Even if there were some accidents during the implementation, the soldiers would do their best to overcome it without saying anything.  Complaints, as a grassroots commander, it is of course extremely smooth to lead such a unit to fight. It is so smooth that as long as the battle plan is conceived in advance, it can almost be left alone. Naturally, there are cadres and combat units at all levels, like  Like gears on a machine, the entire battle process is completed step by step.  However, emotionally, he prefers the fighting style of the guerrillas in the past. There is not such a strong concept of job hierarchy. Everyone around him is a brother. When you raise the steel knife in your hand, they will follow you to charge, even if  The enemy force blocking the front was several times, even dozens of times, his own, even though there was no possibility of victory in sight.  They just move their mounts and follow them in life and death. As long as you don't turn the horse's head, they will never leave first. They all give their lives to you. They are you and you are them. When you lift the steel knife,  For a moment, you completely become a whole. In this steel jungle composed of hundreds of passionate men, there is no fear, no betrayal, no hesitation and hesitation, and even the concept of life and death is completely lost. You just fight together, fight  , shoulder to shoulder, arms brushing against arms, cutting down the opponents one by one in front of them, trampling the enemies into minced meat and dust with horse hooves, forever engraving fear and humiliation into the hearts of the enemies, making the enemies cower.  , trembling, dragging arms?The rats scurry away, and you catch up with them from behind, just like a tiger chasing a lamb, wild, proud, and hearty, and every time you are like drinking nectar.  Lord Don¡¯t laugh while lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times. The cavalry is a naturally passionate force. To a certain extent, discipline has to take a back seat. A group of people mount, dismount, raise their swords, and fire their guns according to procedures.  The cavalry cannot show off their vigorous momentum, and a strict and rigid general cannot lead an invincible charge.  "Maybe I'm just not used to not seeing the process of change with my own eyes." As he left the last hurdle behind him, Zhang Songling thought to himself that competitiveness and jealousy are the nature engraved in the bones of every young man.  He is not exempt from the vulgarity, not to mention that all of Fang Guoqiang's current achievements are based on the foundations laid by him and Red Beard. They expanded Lamagou Mountain Village into a Blackstone guerrilla zone, and then turned it into a Blackstone base when conditions were ripe.  It was Red Beard's lifelong dream, and it was also Zhang Songling's goal after taking over the guerrillas. Unfortunately, Red Beard collapsed before he could see his dream come true. And he led the team only two or three months after taking over the guerrillas.  Fighting towards the Xilin Gol Prairie, fighting thousands of miles from north to south, he was immediately recommended to the Kangda University, and missed the final kick.  There are regrets and a little bit of jealousy. Fang Guoqiang is so lucky that he came at just the right time. Not only has the Blackstone guerrillas themselves accumulated enough knowledge and experience in the previous battles, but the little devils in the city have also been here in the past year.  At its weakest period.  But at this moment, in addition to jealousy, Zhang Songling was more happy and proud. He was very happy to see such a carriage loaded with goods and a satisfied smiling face. He slowly walked out from a position near Qilin Ridge.  It¡¯s great to see one after another adobe chimneys that are not too big but cannot be seen anywhere along the way, blowing thick black smoke into the blue sky. These mean wealth, popularity, and  The guerrillas have gotten rid of their dependence on others and have begun to be self-sufficient. This also means that the lifestyle of the people in the base area has gradually begun to break away from the thousands of years of tradition of watching God's face while eating. Although they are faltering, they are already on the road after all.  .  Many, many years later, when Zhang Songling recalled the first time he saw the group of adobe chimneys spewing thick smoke in Lama Valley, he still felt a little excited in his heart, although at this time, he already understood what environmental protection was and what  It's called a high-energy-consuming industry, what kind of predatory development. I understand that the earthen workshops that I and Fang Guoqiang and others have worked hard to build will definitely belong to the five small industries in future generations and will be ordered to be shut down by the government. However, the problem of survival has not been solved.  No one could think so far-sighted before. Moreover, in his youth and in the eyes of most scholars in the mid-twentieth century, large chimneys everywhere were the symbol of a modern country, and their magnificence exceeded those in nature.  Any scenery, (Note 1) - The young students who were traveling with them were also deeply shocked by what they had just seen. After hearing the "accusations" of Li Laojiu and Qinglian one after another, in their hearts, they felt that this behavior  The transfer station Blackstone Base originally gave up any hope, and the image of political commissar Fang Guoqiang has become an abstract symbol of rigidity, meanness, and inhumanity in their hearts, and even has negative consequences such as fighting for power and profit, insidiousness, and cunning.  Adjective, however, the prosperity within the area controlled by the guerrillas far exceeded that of other grassland areas along the way, which made them deeply doubtful of their previous ideas, especially after seeing those primitive but large-scale earthen workshops near Qilin Ridge.  , this doubt has slowly turned into shame.  Everyone is probably preconceived and wrongly blaming Political Commissar Fang. It is absolutely impossible for a rigid, mean and power-seeking guy to manage the base area so prosperously. As for the accusations of Li Laojiu and the Mongolian girl Qinglian, it is very easy to explain. Mr. Li  Jiunai, the battalion deputy of the Kuomintang, would certainly not spit out any ivory from his mouth, while the Mongolian girl Qinglian was a minor, and her words were mixed with too much personal emotion, which was not credible at all.  So when Qinglian decided to stay with the Mongolian herders at the foot of Qilin Ridge and no longer follow the others, almost everyone felt that she was a little too willful. Of course, the words of persuasion came from the mouths of several female students: "Let's go together."  Go up, we are already at the door of the guerrillas. It is not good for you to stay at the foot of the mountain. " "Yes, you don't have to be afraid. With us here, no one dares to do anything to you." "That's right, Fang.  If the political commissar has done something wrong, you just bring it up in person. Since he is the political commissar of the guerrillas, he should not be too bad-minded. " "If you don't go, if you don't go, even if you die, I won't die on the mountain." Qinglian's.  He was very sensitive and immediately realized that everyone was treating him as a child who was talking nonsense. His eyes were red and he stamped his feet hard: "Brother Zhang, I will wait for you at Haas's house all day. At this time tomorrow, whether you go down the mountain or not, I will ride  ?Leave now, don't say anything nice for the man named Fang. We in the palace don't want to have anything to do with him anymore.  " Note 1: Regarding this point, you can refer to the children's song of the 1950s, "Little Swallow", "We built a big factory and installed new machines, and the spring here is more beautiful." In China when Zhang Songling was young, many industries  The word "foreign" is in front of the word "foreign iron", "foreign wax" and "foreign nails", so it quickly entered industrialization, which was almost the highest dream in the minds of most intellectuals at that time.
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