The beacon of youth

Under the night, a marching column composed of dots of lights is winding forward, and the bright lights make the team look like a dragon full of killing spirit.

In front of this bright dragon, the stars all over the sky seemed to be much dimmer. The scouts cruising around the marching column reported various situations from time to time. Spying on our information in front of Lao Tzu blinded you, and Lao Tzu made you come and go, let's see how you go back and report to the master."

In Lhasa, Daza Regent's Mansion, there are more than 100 chieftains, chieftains and nobles summoned by Daza Regent to discuss matters. These people came yesterday afternoon and talked all afternoon and all night, but they haven't been brought yet. A plan that satisfies everyone, the whole venue is like a hodgepodge, some are sleeping, some are yawning, some are drooling after a heavy cigarette addiction, and some are impassioned and excited, but none of the really useful opinions or suggestions No, the opinions of the people can be summed up into two, one is to fight to the death with the People's Liberation Army and fight to the death.The other is to raise your hands and surrender.

The regent Daza looked at these people in front of him, looking at these so-called aristocratic elites, and Daza, who was so angry that he almost spewed out his mouthful of blood, shouted:

"Fight to the death with the People's Liberation Army? What do we use to fight the People's Liberation Army? A dozen generations of our regiments and militiamen were wiped out in Qamdo, and tens of thousands of children disappeared. What else do we have? Only the poor people near Lhasa are left. A few dissatisfied generation groups, as well as private guards in your mansion, use these forces to fight against the People's Liberation Army? You don't want to hit a stone with a pebble."

A nobleman retorted dissatisfied: "My lord, if we don't resist, will we surrender without firing a shot? The **** is for communism and wives. Our land, cattle, sheep, property, and groups of children will all be destroyed." Communist. We will become poor, like those untouchables who toil in the fields all day, is this the surrender you want?"

The room fell silent, and it was as if a needle could be heard falling on the ground. The two groups of people who disagreed fell into a stalemate.

It's really tangled, I can't fight it again and again, and I'm afraid of being communist by the People's Liberation Army if I surrender, because there is a rumor that is said to be vivid.It is really unbearable to say that the People's Liberation Army even owns their wives. Even if some people don't believe these rumors, they know that the People's Liberation Army is all atheists, so there is a natural resistance.

for a long time.A voice said: "How about this, we move out all the valuables and property that can be transferred. The family members also leave part of it. Some people are left to see the limelight, and then make a decision after seeing the development of the situation."

This is a safe method, and it is also the best method that the nobles and leaders of Lhasa can come up with at this stage. After a long sigh, Daza Regent made the final decision and acted according to this method. Move out first.The purpose is to leave a way out for the future. In the end, the old prince said in a sad tone: "I know that many of you have exchanged a lot of Indian rupees, but India is not our home after all. Even if you run I used to be a second-class citizen too, so I could do it for myself."

The meeting seemed to end here suddenly. The noble gentlemen who had been up all day and night stood up in a hurry, and prepared to go back and make preparations. It is said that the PLA still has less than two days to go. This is the most important thing. Before the arrival of the People's Liberation Army, they have to transfer out the property they have looted over the years.

But at this moment, bursts of intensive gunshots suddenly came from a distance, mixed with violent explosions.

The gunshots stunned the leaders who hadn't finished the meeting. Everyone looked at each other, but no one knew what was going on. A few more clever leaders immediately realized that the People's Liberation Army had arrived.

It's not right, the people who came to the meeting are not fools. You can tell from the sound of gunfire that this is by no means a firearm from the army, but a battle. Who is fighting with whom?Doesn't the PLA still have two days to go?

The regent of Daza, who pretended to be calm, shouted: "Don't panic, don't panic, the People's Liberation Army is still far away, we still have several surrogate regiments deployed around Lhasa, safety is still guaranteed."

As if slapping him in the face, before the old prince who had worked so hard could finish his words, a few soldiers rushed in staggeringly, shouting as they ran: "Master, master, something is wrong, the People's Liberation Army is fighting!" Come over and surround Lhasa."

It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured head-on for three or nine days, and the heads of the gentlemen were so cold that they were cold from the head to the soles of their feet. The regent of Daza's lips were livid. He grabbed the collar of a messenger soldier and shook his head The tone asked: "Are you sure? Is it really the People's Liberation Army? Don't they still have two days to go?"

"Returning to the prince, the People's Liberation Army is really calling. The red stars on their hats are shining brightly, which dazzles our eyes. It is impossible to misread."

The soldiers' words made the room into a mess, and the gentlemen were all stunned. The old prince Daza's lips moved and muttered: "Isn't there still two days to go? The communist army doesn't have wings. Could it be that the magic soldiers descended from heaven?"

Although it was not a divine soldier, the speed of the PLA's vanguard troops was beyond everyone's expectations. The first echelon of the Independent Brigade, led by Li Jiangguo and others, marched day and night in a hurry, with the fastest speed in less than a day. I completed the usual two-day journey in less time, and suddenly appeared around Lhasa in the afternoon of the second day.

The plan could not keep up with the rapid changes. The avant-garde troops of the Independent Brigade defeated the escape plan of the Lhasa nobles at the speed of lightning. Before that, they also sent a large number of spies. They all turned into corpses on the wasteland. Therefore, those in power in Lhasa only knew the information sent back by the first spies, and knew nothing about the situation of the PLA in the later period. It can be said that from this point of view, Li Yong, the brigade commander, purpose.

The majestic Potala Palace, flowing with a golden look in the setting sun, is dreamlike, magnificent and magnificent, and the palaces are inlaid with golden borders, which are extremely quiet and peaceful. The road leading to the Potala Palace From time to time, devout believers kowtowed step by step and worshiped. These devout believers focused on their expressions, and they only took a few quiet glances at the troops passing by, and then started to move their steps again.

Several commanders of the vanguard such as Li Jiangguo were not in the mood to see the scenery on the plateau. Several scouts came to report and found that there were about 1000 Tibetan guards.

According to the establishment of the Tibetan army, 1000 people is the size of a representative regiment. After dealing with the Tibetan army these days, Li Jiangguo, Ma Quanyou, and Zhang Jinsong are very familiar. The second battalion commander Ma Quanyou observed with a telescope Bian asked, "Old Li, what should we do? Should we just rush over or yell a few times and hand over the gun first."

Li Jiangguo smiled: "Hey, when we left, the political commissar told us to pay attention to ethnic and religious policies, so we came here to show courtesy first and soldiers later, which also shows that our PLA troops are well-bred."

Ma Quanyou, the commander of the second battalion, who didn't even turn his head, replied with a groan: "Bullshit, don't be sloppy, when did your kid develop a compassionate heart, and when did your first battalion play the game of courtesy before soldiers?"

Li Jiangguo, the commander of the first battalion, raised his chin, pretending to be unpredictable and said: "You don't understand this, so I was appointed by the brigade commander as the commander of the first echelon instead of you. This is learning."

Zhang Jinsong, the commander of the reconnaissance battalion at the side, became a little impatient: "You two still have a lot to do, so make a decision quickly."

The three were old comrades in arms for many years. Although Li Jiangguo was the commander of the first echelon, he did not dare to put on airs as his chief in front of Ma Quanyou and Zhang Jinsong. A thin figure was called over again. He was also holding a big horn made of crude iron sheet in his hand, and it seemed that he wanted to make a speech.

In the independent brigade of tens of thousands of people, there are only two people who can speak the local language fluently. One is the instructor of the engineering company, the old Red Army Zhou Daxing, and the rest is Suolang Pingcuo, who was sent by the brigade commander Li Yong.

Suolang Pingcuo seemed to be used to his identity, with a loudspeaker in his armpit, he didn't ask Li Jiangguo for instructions, but walked directly with two soldiers, and came to a temporarily dug out hidden department , and started shouting at the Tibetan army position opposite.

The content of the propaganda is nothing more than the lenient policy of the People's Liberation Army. Surrendering with guns can save lives, otherwise Yun Yun will be completely wiped out. They had 5 minutes, raised their hands and surrendered, and started attacking after 5 minutes.

Suolang Pingcuo murmured to himself, the chief of the People's Liberation Army had no intention of making his opponent surrender, otherwise he wouldn't have given him only 5 minutes. What can he do in 5 minutes?It might be time to piss.

It really made Suo Lang Pingcuo guess right. Li Jiangguo originally wanted to eat his opponent in one go, but later he considered the political commissar's instructions, so he asked Suo Lang Pingcuo to come over and shout so many voices, which can be regarded as an explanation to the political commissar. If Wang Chengde asked, he could say that we had given our opponents a chance, but they were stubborn and had no choice but to eliminate them.

The Tibetan army on the opposite position panicked. These lower-level soldiers had no idea how far the situation had progressed. Although they had heard a lot about the People's Liberation Army, the leaders in the city were still having a good time, so they thought that the People's Liberation Army might Haven't crossed the Jinsha River yet.

Since the People's Liberation Army is still far away, they have nothing to worry about. The bosses drink and eat meat in the city, and these soldiers sleep more if they don't have wine and meat to eat. Desperate brethren strong. (To be continued..)