Northern Myanmar, a miasma-infested tropical rainforest.

Lan Wufeng walked one foot deep and one foot shallow in the forest full of dead branches. Before leaving the country, the border people had shown him the way and said that he could find a town 20 miles ahead, but he got lost in the jungle and could not find the town anyway.

The dry food he carried with him had been eaten, and he lacked the ability to distinguish wild fruits and vegetables, so he had to endure hunger and keep walking, he didn't know how long he could last, and every moment, he felt that he might fall headlong and then fall asleep.

No, I must live, the geese are waiting for me, and our children...... Lan Wufeng said to himself silently in his heart.

"The snow is covered, the night is vast and the plateau is cold, and the food is ...... out of food"

A wisp of singing faintly floated over and reached Lan Wufeng's ears. For a moment, Lan Wufeng was a little skeptical that he had heard it wrong. The place where he is staying now is outside the country, and this singing voice is clearly the tune of the Long March group songs that he was familiar with when he was in China.

"Anyone!" Lan Wufeng shouted loudly in the direction where the song was coming from.

The other party did not reply, and the singing stopped abruptly, as if he was alarmed by Lan Wufeng's shout. Subsequently, Lan Wufeng heard the movement of someone walking through the bushes not far away, but no one came out, perhaps because they were worried that the Lan Wu Summit would not be good for them.

Lan Wufeng hesitated for a moment, and sang with the last strength:

"The wind in the north of the country has hardened our bones; The scorching of the south has tanned our arms......"

"Is it a knowledgeable youth?" There was finally a shout from the other side, and what Lan Wufeng sang was the most popular song among the educated youth, which was the ID card of the educated youth.

"Yes, I'm an educated youth!" Lan Wufeng responded. He could hear that the person opposite was speaking pure Mandarin, and it was obviously not a Burmese, but the foreign educated youth he was looking for. As soon as his heart relaxed, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and his body was paralyzed to the ground.

I don't know how long it took, Lan Wufeng slowly woke up. He felt that someone was feeding rice soup to his mouth with a spoon, and the hot rice soup gave him some energy and allowed him to open his eyes with difficulty.

In front of me was a face with a female surname, which looked to be about twenty-four or five years old, but with some mature and weathered feeling that was very disproportionate to her age. This girl was wearing a green military uniform without a collar badge, a green military hat without a cockade, and an armed belt tied around her waist, which was a typical Red Guard attire 10 years ago, and Lan Wufeng was no stranger to it.

However, whether it is the military uniform on her body or the military hat on her head, it is already worn, and there are many patches. Some of the patches still had some dark red traces, and Lan Wufeng could guess that they should be old blood stains.

Unlike the Red Guards, the girl's armed belt was armed with a leatherette holster stuck in it, and a stirrup-like 54-style pistol was inserted in it, which was by no means a high-quality toy.

Lan Wufeng turned his head and looked around again, he saw that the place where he was lying was a clearing in the forest, and a bonfire was lit in the middle of the clearing, dozens of men and women were sitting on the edge of the bonfire, their clothes were not much different from the girl in front of them, but some people did not have military uniforms, only wearing ordinary people's clothes. A little farther away, there were six or seven mobile sentinels, armed with Type 5 or 6 semi-automatic rifles, vigilantly patrolling the surroundings.

Obviously, this is the camp of an armed force, and the singing that Lan Wufeng heard just now should be a performance by these guerrillas to entertain themselves.

"Who are you?" Lan Wufeng asked.

The girl put down the spoon in her hand and asked, "Who are you?" ”

There is some domineering in the girl's tone, which is also consistent with the image of a pistol pinned to her waist, much like the temperament of a female guerrilla leader in "Crossing the River Reconnaissance".

Lan Wufeng had no intention of concealing his identity, so he replied: "My name is Lan Wufeng, I am an educated youth in Yunnan, you can call me Fengzi." ”

"Didn't the educated youths all go back to the city?" The girl then asked.

"Yes, I went back to the city, ran into something, and fled back."

"What happened?"

Lan Wufeng didn't answer directly, but asked, "Excuse me, comrade, where am I now?" In Yunnan, or in Myanmar? ”

"Of course you're in Burma." The girl said, "We are from the Yan'an Company of the Red Educated Youth Brigade in Northern Myanmar, my name is Qi Yue, I am the company commander of the Yan'an Company, and those on the side are my comrades-in-arms." As for you, you're now our captive. ”

Lan Wufeng smiled bitterly and asked, "Company Commander Qi, I'm not your enemy, why did I become a prisoner?" ”

"If you are not an enemy, why did you flee from the country by treason?" Qi Yue asked.

Lan Wufeng said: "Who said I was treasonous? ”

Qi Yue said: "It's not treason, what are you running out for?" ”

Lan Wufeng said: "Aren't you also abroad?" ”

Qi Yue said: "We are here to support the revolutionary struggle of the Burmese people, what are you here for?" Don't think that we don't know the situation in China, now we don't go to the mountains and the countryside, if you don't have criminals who absconded in fear of crime, it would be impossible for you to come here. ”

Lan Wufeng said: "I did absconded out of fear of crime, but I didn't commit a crime. ”

Qi Yue showed a smile on her face, and there seemed to be a bit of naughtiness in that smile, which made people feel that this was her true appearance. A young girl like this, if she lives in China now, should be wearing pearl cream every day and holding her boyfriend's arm to go to the mall.

"Tell me, why did you abscond without committing a crime?" Qi Yue said, she thought about it, and added: "If you can convince me, I will let you go." ”

Lan Wufeng knew that if he didn't explain things clearly, he would definitely not be able to gain the trust of the other party. Since this is already outside the border, he doesn't have to worry about being sent to the Public Security Bureau by the masses, so he briefly talked about the matter between himself and An Yan.

Qi Yue asked a few more details, and noticed that Lan Wufeng didn't look like he was lying. She frowned and said, "What kind of father is this, isn't this pushing his daughter into the fire pit?" ”

Lan Wufeng sighed and said, "The main reason is that the door is not the right household, I am a self-employed person, and her father is the county magistrate." The two of us are so inappropriate. ”

"Isn't a county magistrate great?" Qi Yue said contemptuously, and then, she was concerned about An Yan's situation again: "You ran out, what should you do with your girlfriend?" She is alone and has children, how can she live? ”

Lan Wufeng said: "I have a very righteous friend, and I can rest assured that I entrust my girlfriend to her." ”

Qi Yue nodded and said, "It's really rare for a person to have several such friends in his life, and to be able to entrust his life, property, and fiancée to him." ”

Lan Wufeng said: "I don't have to worry about domestic affairs, now what I have to do is to live, my girlfriend is still waiting for me." Can you help me? ”

Qi Yue asked, "How are you going to let us help you?" ”

Lan Wufeng said: "I have a dark eye on foreign affairs, and I don't know anything. I want to stay in Myanmar for a few years, and maybe I'll be able to go back in the next few years, if the policy changes at home. ”

Qi Yue snorted lightly, as if she didn't have any hope for returning home. However, she didn't stimulate Lan Wufeng, but said: "It's not very difficult to stay in Myanmar now, as long as you can get the money, buy off the officials of the local political axe, and get a local identity." ”

Lan Wufeng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then what's going on with you guys now?" Who are you fighting against? ”

"And the Burmese political axe army, they have been encircling us." Qi Yue said, "Originally, we had already occupied the nearby county town of Menggu and formed an armed separatist. But last month, the Burmese political axe army launched a large-scale offensive against us, and we were outnumbered and forced to withdraw. ”

"Why are you fighting the Axe Army?"

Qi Yue laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "I don't know either. ”

"Don't know?" Lan Wufeng was inexplicable.

Qi Yue said: "Our educated youth hostel is composed of educated youths who came from Yunnan back then. At our strongest, we occupied a third of the northeastern part of Burma, where we carried out land reform and established a red regime. However, over the years, the political axe army has continued to put pressure on us, and there are fewer and fewer people from the country, so our strength has become weaker and weaker, and now the Educated Youth Brigade has been dispersed, and our company has not been in contact with the organization for more than two years.

According to what we have learned, there is no domestic support for our struggle now, and official contacts have been established between the two countries. So, I don't know who we're fighting for. ”

"Company Commander Qi, in that case, why don't you go back to China?" Lan Wufeng asked.

Qi Yue said sadly: "How easy is it to return to China?" Back then, we all ran away secretly, and after so many years, all the files and household registration were cancelled. If we go back, the censorship alone can make us lose a layer of skin. ”

"That'...... You're going to drift like this? ”

"No, we're going to keep fighting." Qi Yue said, "No matter what, we are also defending the southwest gate for the motherland." If the Burmese political axe dares to have any bad intentions against China, let them pass us first. ”

When she said this, a look of pride appeared on the girl's face, a kind of martyr's pride, a pride that looked at death as home.

Lan Wufeng was silent, he turned his head to look at the entire camp. He saw that the young warriors in the camp had thin faces one by one, but their faces were the same as Qi Yue's.

At home, as the concept of class struggle as the key link has been abandoned, people have increasingly returned to normal life, political ideals have gradually faded, and the pursuit of a happy life has become stronger. Whether it is said that this is a lack of faith, or that it is a return to people's surnames, in short, the slogan of dedication to ideals has become less and less common in ordinary life.

However, in the mountains of northern Myanmar, there is still such a group of young people, who still retain the revolutionary passion of more than ten years ago and are still fighting for their ideals.

"Company Commander Qi ......"

"You call me Qi Yue, they all call me that." Qi Yue said, "Everyone is a revolutionary comrade, and there is no distinction between high and low. ”

"Okay then, Qi Yue, I don't have anywhere to go now, can your company take me first?"

"Will you fight?" Qi Yue asked.

Lan Wufeng nodded: "I have received some military training. ”

"That's good." Qi Yue said, she got up and took a rifle, handed it to Lan Wufeng, and said, "This gun belongs to Comrade Tian Jun, he died last month, you take his gun." ”

(To be continued)