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Yang Luo looked at Gong Erleng and said softly, "Do you remember that there is a comrade-in-arms named Chen Baofu?" ”

When Gong Erleng heard this name, he became more and more excited, and his thin hands grasped Yang Luo tighter and tighter, "Baofu is still alive?" He's still alive······"

Yang Luo nodded solemnly, "He is still alive and recuperating in Beijing." (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)"

Gong Erleng slowly let go of the hand that was holding Yang Luo, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and muddy old tears flowed down his wrinkled face.

"Keep rich! 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 flag of the August 1st Army is in hand, and the merits are written in the mountains and rivers." The oath of the Pingjiang Uprising, telling us to hold on to the barrel of the gun, the horn on the road of the Long March, summons us to break through the Xiongguan again, drive away the Japanese invaders, sweep away the stubborn enemy, and pass on the reputation of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, inspiring us to ······move forward forever." Gong Erleng suddenly roared hoarsely, and his singing voice was desolate but full of heroism.

Liwuxi finally understood that this old man was a hero of the Anti-Japanese War and an old Red Army soldier. Especially when I heard the old man's desolate and majestic singing, tears crackled and fell down.

The owner of the restaurant didn't expect that this old man would have such a background. This also made him feel incredible, this is a real hero, he actually got to this point.

Yang Luo took a deep breath: "Senior! You sit down and talk about the situation and how you survived. ”

Gong Erleng sat down slowly, his eyes suddenly became illusory, "That battle was really tragic, the comrades-in-arms around me fell one by one, and in the end, only me, the company commander and Baofu were left." Suddenly, a shell fell, and the company commander crushed me underneath me, but the shell landed too close to us. The blast sent the three of us flying more than a dozen meters away, and the company commander's body was blown to pieces. I was lucky that the company commander only blew up my arm while protecting me, but I passed out at the time. When I woke up, my brain was in pain and I would be in a coma again at any moment. I kept reminding myself to bite my tongue from time to time to keep myself awake because I couldn't pass out because the task wasn't done. ”

He spoke in a calm tone, as if telling a story that didn't belong to him. And when he spoke, he was always a little slurred, Yang Luo looked at his mouth carefully, only to see that his tongue was missing nearly a quarter, no wonder he couldn't spit out clearly, he must have bitten it at that time.

Gong Erleng picked up the teapot in front of him: "Boss!" Please pour me a glass of water. ”

The boss hurriedly ran to the kitchen and brought a thermos and filled the tea jar held by Gong Erleng with water. Gong Erleng picked it up and blew it, then took a sip gently.

Li's eyes were red and swollen, and he couldn't help but ask after watching him drink the water: "Uncle!" And then? Have you accomplished your mission? ”

Gong Erleng still said calmly: "I tried my best to turn over and get up to find the explosives bag, at this time now Baofu was dragging one leg with the explosives bag and moving forward little by little, when I saw him put the explosives bag under the bridge and pulled down the fuse, I knew that the task was completed, I couldn't stand it anymore and fell into a coma, but I vaguely heard an explosion." When I woke up again, it was a field hospital, and I later learned that it was a U.S. prisoner of war hospital, and I was taken prisoner. ”

Speaking of this, Gong Erleng drank another sip of water, and none of the three of Yang Luo spoke, they all listened quietly.

"One day, a tall, thin Chinese translator came to me with a big-bellied American missionary. They said that out of pity, out of love for me, out of the humanitarian spirit of uniting **, give me three paths, the first one is to Japan, send me to study. The second is to go to Taiwan. The third back to the big 6. Then he also said that the Communist Party hated the prisoners the most, and that it was more evil than hating us. I say! Even if you cut me, I have to go home! At that time, many of the captured comrades-in-arms said this, but these imperialists, in order to achieve their goals, actually wanted to tattoo the words 'anti-Soviet and anti-G' on our arms, and I said that unless you cut off my only remaining arm, you will kill me. In the end, at the insistence of my comrades and I, they did not dare to do so.

One day in August 1953, the Korean War ended, and the Chinese People's Volunteers and United ** signed the Korean Armistice Agreement at Panmunjom, and we finally returned home. ”

Gong Erleng's calm face suddenly became very excited, covering his face and crying bitterly, "I hate it, why didn't you die on the battlefield." After coming back, his daily life was "confession and review", and "he did not talk about merit, but only talked about it". During the "Cultural Revolution", I was dragged out by the rebels to criticize and fight, and the slogans on the big-character posters, walls, and ropes were all saying that I had betrayed······ I'm a prisoner, but I'm not a traitor! ”

Yang Luo took out a cigarette and lit it and took a puff, "War may be wrong, but defeat is not wrong. War may be wrong, but a soldier is not, you are a real soldier, a real hero. Yang Luo stood up straight and gave Gong Erleng a solemn salute.

Gong Erleng stood up and trembled his left hand, and returned the salute, although it was his left hand, but that kind of 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 restaurant owner said, "Old man, I'll go and stir up a few dishes for you, and let's have a few drinks." As long as this restaurant is still open, if you don't have a place to eat in the future, I'll cover three meals. With that, he ran briskly into the kitchen.

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

Gong Erleng nodded: "Tube!" 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 and looked at it, his face was gloomy and terrible, this is a letter of introduction from the village committee, which says that Gong Erleng is a demobilized disabled soldier in our village, has no children and no daughters, has lost the ability to work, due to the financial difficulties of the village, unable to raise it, he is specially allowed to go out to eat, and hopes that the people from all over the country will help. Yang Luo's eyes hurt when the big seal of the village committee below stabbed him, and then Yang Luo tore the letter of introduction to shreds, turned around and bumped it, and kicked a table behind him away.

"My mother, the central government has repeatedly ordered that the lives of those veterans of the Anti-Japanese War, especially the disabled soldiers, must be guaranteed, but these fucking magistrates know that they should be killed if they fill their pockets and drive our heroes out to ask for food."

Yang Luo lost his temper and overwhelmed Liwuxi.

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

It's good that Gong Erleng didn't say this, but Yang Luo's anger was even greater. took a deep breath, took out the phone and dialed the number under the strong suppression of anger, and after a short time, Wei Qiangjun's voice came from the earpiece.

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

Yang Luo didn't have any expression on his face: "Old Wei! The reconnaissance company of the 38th Regiment of the 38th Army, that is, the "red team", Chen Baofu, is still alive, you know. ”

Wei Qiangjun was obviously stunned for a moment: "I know!" Still recuperating at the General Hospital, I visited him. ”

Yang Luo said: "I tell you a piece of news, there is another person alive, his name is Gong Erleng." ”

"What do you say? And one more? Wei Qiangjun's tone was very excited.

"That's right! He is now by my side, has no children and no daughters, and the local government said that he is in financial difficulties and cannot afford to support him, so he was kicked out to ask for food, and today he is going to be in front of me. Yang Luo's voice did not fluctuate at all, and it was calm and a little terrifying.

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 crawled out of the pile of dead, he cares most about those heroes of the older generation of Anti-Japanese War, after all, there are not many Red Army soldiers of the older generation alive now, they have lost too much for the country and the people, but now those local government officials don't take them seriously, and anyone who fucking encounters such a thing will be angry.

"You leave the old man with you, and I'll go early tomorrow morning."

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

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

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

Yang Luo said: "Come! Senior, today I invite you to have a drink. ”

The boss hurriedly said, "No! Today's meal I'm invited. After speaking, he ran to the counter, pouted and searched for a long time, and took out a bottle of Wuliangye. I have treasured this bottle of Wuliangye for several years, but I didn't expect to be able to take it out today and drink it with such an old hero of the Anti-Japanese War. ”

Gong Erleng drank the wine he had only heard but had never seen, and ate the dishes he had never seen before, and his eyes once again flowed with muddy old tears.

Liwuxi kept pouring wine and food for the old man, without saying a word, and Yang Luo and the restaurant owner didn't talk much, they saw the old hero's appearance now, and they were panicked, and they didn't know what to say.

Half an hour later, Gong Erleng put down his chopsticks and stood up, "Thank you for your hospitality, it's time for me to 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 Erleng shook his head: "I said it, I am an old Red Army soldier, an old party member, and now I can still walk, I can still ask for food, and I must not cause trouble to the organization." ”

Hearing the old man's words, Yang Luo's heart felt like being smashed with a heavy hammer, if there is anyone who is the most selfless and has the highest consciousness in China, it is the older generation of revolutionaries, such old Red Army soldiers.

"Senior! I called just now, 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, and I don't have the face to see him." ”

Yang Luo clasped his hands tightly, then slowly let go, looked at Gong Erleng and said, "Senior! You also said just now that being captured is not the same as being a traitor, and that no one can erase your exploits. History will not forget you, the party and the country will not forget you, and the people will not forget you. ”

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Note: Brothers and sisters of the post-9o generation, I don't know if you have watched "Children of Heroes", but I know that as a post-7o person, I may have watched that movie more than once, and the sentence "shoot at me" has affected several generations. And the old man Jiang Qingquan is also the hero Wang Cheng in the movie, he is still alive, and now he lives in Daling Village, Songshan District, Jinzhou City, less than 15 kilometers away from the city center. Fortunately, in 2o1O, the war correspondent who wrote about his deeds found him and rehabilitated him, and finally let such a hero be able to face that glorious history with his chest up.

There are also old people who don't want to eat, don't sit in the right seat, he and his wife make a living by selling insels, and they have children and grandchildren, but the experience of being captured made him incognito for more than 50 years.

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