Rogue Aventure

Yang Luo looked at Gong Erleng and said softly: "Do you still remember a comrade-in-arms named Chen Baofu?"

Hearing this name, Gong Erlen became more and more excited, and his skinny hands grasped Yang Luo more and more tightly, "Baofu is still alive? He's 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 old muddy tears flowed down his wrinkled face.

"Prosperity! My brother, my comrade-in-arms, you are still alive, I am finally no longer alone..." 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 [-]st Army flag is 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, and resist the United States and aid Korea. The famous story inspires us to move forward..." Gong Erlen suddenly roared hoarsely, his singing voice was desolate but full of majesty.

Li Luoxi finally understood that this old man was an anti-Japanese hero, 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 flying 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 would faint again at any moment. I kept reminding myself to bite my tongue from time to time to keep myself awake, because the task I can't pass out if it's not finished."

He spoke in a calm tone, as if telling a story that didn't 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 Luoxi's eyes were red and swollen, and he couldn't help but ask 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. When I saw him put the explosive package Put it under the bridge, and when I pulled the fuse, I knew the mission was completed. I couldn’t stand it any longer and fell into a coma. I only heard an explosion. When I woke up again, I found that I was in a field hospital. Later, I Only then did I realize that this is a US military prisoner of war hospital, and I was captured."

Speaking of this, Gong Erleng took another sip of water, and the three of Yang Luo didn't speak, they were all listening quietly.

"One day, a tall, thin Chinese translator came to me accompanied by a big-bellied American missionary. They said that out of mercy, out of love for me, and out of the humanitarian spirit of the United Nations, they would give me three ways , The first is to go to Japan and send me to study. The second is to go to Taiwan. The third is to return to the mainland. Then he also said that the Communist Party hates captives the most, and it is more evil than hating us. I said! It’s just cut I, I have to go home too! Many captured comrades said so at the time, but these imperialists, in order to achieve their goals, actually wanted to tattoo the words "anti-Soviet and anti-g" on our arms. I said 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 Nations 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 wrong, but defeat is not wrong. War may be wrong, but soldiers are not wrong. You are a real soldier, a real hero." Yang Luo stood Be straight, and give Gong Erlend a solemn military force.

Gong Erlen stood up and saluted with his left hand trembling. Although it was his left hand, the momentum shocked everyone's heart.

"The war has wiped out my whole life, but I have remembered the war for the rest of my life. There are some things that I will never forget."

The owner of the restaurant said: "Old man, I'll cook some dishes for you. Let me have a good drink. As long as this restaurant is still open, if you have no place to eat in the future, I will cover three meals for you." After finishing speaking Run quickly into the kitchen.

Yang Luo helped Gong Erlen to a chair and sat down, "Why did you come out to beg for food? Doesn't the local government care?"

Gong Er nodded: "Take care!" After speaking, he took out a piece of paper from a broken bag behind him and gave it to Yang Luo.

Yang Luo took it over and looked, with a gloomy and terrible face. It was a letter of introduction from the village committee, which stated that Gong Erlen was a disabled soldier who was demobilized for our village. Unable to take care of her, she is allowed to go out to eat, and I hope the people from all over the world will help.Yang Luo's eyes hurt from the big seal of the village committee below, and then Yang Luo tore up the letter of introduction, turned around and kicked a table behind him with a bang.

"My mother, the central government has repeatedly issued orders to ensure the lives of those veterans of the Anti-Japanese War, especially disabled soldiers, but these magistrates know how to enrich their own pockets and drive our heroes out to beg for food. They really deserve to be killed."

Yang Luo lost his temper and made Li Luoxi at a loss.

Gong Erleng hurriedly picked up the letter of introduction that was torn up by Yang Luo, carefully put it on the table and put it together, "It's nothing, I'm a soldier and an old party member, I can't cause trouble for the organization, as long as I have a bite to eat. "

It's good that Gong Erling didn't say this, but Yang Luo was even more angry when he said this.Taking a deep breath, suppressing his anger, he took out the phone and dialed a number. After a short while, Wei Qiangjun's voice came from the receiver.

"Yang Luo! Your kid called me, and I panicked."

There was no expression on Yang Luo's face: "Old Wei! You know that Chen Baofu, a member of the 38th Reconnaissance Company of the 388th Army and the "Red Team", is still alive."

Wei Qiangjun was obviously stunned for a moment: "I know! He is still recuperating in the General Hospital. I have visited him."

Yang Luo said: "Let me tell you a piece of news, there is still one person alive, his name is Gong Erleng."

"What did you say? There's still one alive?" Wei Qiangjun's tone was very excited.

"Yes! He is by my side now. He has no children. The local government said that he was in financial difficulties and unable to support him, so he was driven out to beg for food. He will be in front of me today." Yang Luo's voice did not fluctuate, calmly. Somewhat scary.

Wei Qiangjun heard that there was something wrong with Yang Luo's tone, but as a soldier, he also understood.Yang Luo is a soldier who has been on the battlefield and climbed out of the dead. He cares most about the older generation of anti-Japanese heroes. After all, there are not many older Red Army soldiers alive now. What they lost for the country and the people There are too many, but now those local government officials don't take them seriously. Anyone who encounters such a thing will be angry.

"You keep the old man by your side, and I'll be there tomorrow morning."

The expression on Yang Luo's face softened a little, "You go directly to the Jinzhou City Public Security Bureau tomorrow, and we will wait for you there. Don't forget to bring senior Chen Baofu here too."

"I see." After speaking, Wei Qiangjun hung up the phone.

Yang Luo put away the phone. At this time, the restaurant owner had prepared more than ten dishes and put them on the table.

Yang Luo said, "Come on! Senior, I'll treat you to a drink today."

The boss hurriedly said, "No! I'll treat you to today's meal." After speaking, he ran to the counter, searched for a long time with his buttocks pouted, and took out a bottle of Wuliangye. "I have kept this bottle of Wuliangye for several years, and I never thought I could take it out and drink it with such an old hero of the War of Resistance today."

Gong Erling drank the wine he had only heard of but had never seen before, and ate the dishes he had never eaten before, and muddy old tears flowed out of his eyes again.

Li Luoxi kept pouring wine and food for the old man without saying a word, while Yang Luo and the restaurant owner didn't talk very much. Seeing the old hero's current appearance, they panicked and didn't know what to say.

Half an hour later, Gong Erlen put down his chopsticks and stood up, "Thank you for your hospitality, I should go."

Yang Luo said: "Senior! I have already contacted Wei Qiangjun, commander of the Beijing Military Region, and he will come over tomorrow, and he will arrange your future life."

Gong Erlen shook his head: "As I said, I am an old Red Army soldier and an old party member. Now I can still walk and beg for food. I must not cause trouble to the organization."

Hearing the old man's words, Yang Luo's heart felt as if he had been hit hard 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 Er was silent, "I was captured before, and I have no face to see him."

Yang Luo clenched 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 10 kilometers away from the city center.The capture plot I mentioned above and what happened after returning to China are his experience. Fortunately, [-] years ago, the war reporters who wrote about his deeds found him, rehabilitated him, and finally let such a hero , able to face that glorious history with a straight chest.

There are also old people who haven’t been begging for food, so don’t take their seats. He and his wife make a living selling insoles, and they have a lot of children and grandchildren. It’s just that the experience of being captured kept him anonymous for more than 50 years.