Chapter 5 Learning to March
The edge of the sword comes from the grinding, and the hard tempering can change the life.
Through repeated practice of getting dressed quickly, backpacking, and training for multiple night emergency gatherings, the women's squadron finally met the requirements for night emergency gathering. After a long time, the boys gradually became paralyzed, and there were a few times when the girls' squadron arrived at the playground first, and the boys' squadron was criticized even more.
The comrades of the male squadron muttered in private: What a fucking evil door, the big husband is not as good as the skirt girl? Those who have scheming go and spy on secrets. The hard work paid off, and it turned out that the female compatriots had found the law: whenever it rained heavily and the five fingers of the sky could not be seen, they would gather at night.
So they got up early at 12 o'clock in the evening, got dressed, packed their backpacks, and slept with their backpacks.
So the men's squadron always can't catch up with the women's squadron. The captain, political commissar, and chief of staff saw that they could reach the playground quickly, in unison, and quietly, and of course praised them a lot.
The situation of "the women's squadron hit the backpack in advance" was reported to the school leaders, and at first Political Commissar Du was also suspicious, and he immediately called someone to investigate, and the result was true. Therefore, a meeting was convened and severely criticized this style of deception and failure to practice real skills. He also held a special forum to talk about "the reason why our army was able to win a victory was that it adhered to the style of seeking truth from facts." Later, in addition to emphasizing the style of "three major disciplines and eight points of attention," the military congress added the article of "seeking truth from facts."
As a result of the repeated military training conducted by military academies, the military quality of the cadets has been greatly enhanced, and through the systematic study of new democratic theory, the level of political theory has also made a great leap forward. The "purgatory" of the military school allows each cadet to begin to be "reborn" and gradually become a real qualified fighter.
"From now on, the military uniform is neat, and the backpack on the back starts to practice night marching." An order from the school department came down and the night march training began.
"Marching, isn't it just walking, who doesn't walk every day when they're so big? What's so hard! ”
Everyone is arrogant, full of ambition, and disagrees. But in order to achieve the true meaning of "being able to walk" and "being able to walk", we have to go through some tempering and endure a lot of hardship.
At one o'clock in the morning that night, the whistle for the emergency assembly blew, everyone packed their backpacks and quietly came to the playground, and the squadrons set off immediately after counting the number of people! At first, everyone was very energetic, majestic and high-spirited, with brisk steps, feeling that the weather was cold at midnight, and there was moonlight to borrow, and they only worked for five hours, and it was estimated that they could afford to eat. But after walking for two or three hours, everyone felt very tired, and many of the trainees' backpacks fell apart and had to stop and rebundle their backpacks. The day was dawning, and when I finally returned to school, everyone was already in a state of collapse. In the morning of the same day, the school summed up the problems that arose during the first night march, praised the comrades who had performed well, criticized the problems of slow movement and "loose backpacks", and demanded rectification. In response to the problem of everyone's "backpack falling apart", the squadron leader specially went down to each squad to guide us on how to build a sturdy backpack. The size of the backpack is: 60 cm long (about 6 fists), 40 cm wide (about 4 fists), 20 cm high (about 2 fists), a pair of spare shoes tied horizontally on the back of the backpack, and the straps are tied in a vertical parallel line with the backpack, and must not be skewed. The squadron leader asked everyone to learn to tie a backpack that was sturdy and good-looking, and basically the same size within three days, and that it should be checked and passed. So everyone practiced mechanically repeatedly, dismantled and dismantled, and some even took a lunch break.
I practiced clumsily, either long or wide, or thick...... Sometimes I think "it's okay".
The squadron leader, who spoke with a northern accent, said with a tiger face:
"What's okay,...... If you don't qualify, do it again! ”
We had to quickly dismantle it and practice again. After two days of tossing, after being inspected by the brigade and squadron, the task was finally completed ahead of schedule, and I also sighed long. My little fellow Deng Xiaolin's backpack was the best, and it was displayed as a model for the whole team, and I was sincerely happy as a fellow countryman.
After everyone passed the backpack level, they continued to study political theory during the day, and began night marching training at night. On the first two or three days, everyone was still in good spirits and did not fall behind, but on the fifth or sixth day, the feet were not right, the legs were sore and back, and they were exhausted, and a lot of small sand had climbed into the shoes at some point, and the shoes could not stand the test - small holes were grinded out. The lips and teeth were cold, and the foot boards were worn out, but the rest horn was never sounded, and the feet were no longer very obedient, so they could only grit their teeth and persevere.
The troops were like a long black dragon, silent, slowly advancing. There are rules in the troops: no loud talking, no humming, no fireworks, no falling behind, no ......
When I heard the command to "rest in place", one by one, like a drunk drunk, with a backpack flicked, staggered and lay on the ground.
At this time, the squadron leader came over and whispered, "Quickly pour out the sand from your shoes and massage the ...... of your feet and thighs." "Everyone cheered up, took off their shoes and poured sand, massaged their feet and thighs, and really felt better.
Some comrades had blood blisters on their feet, and the district captain called a hygienist, punctured the blood blisters, put anti-inflammatory water on them, and tied them with adhesive tape. After a while, the command to "go" came from the front, and everyone quickly put on their clothes, and the geese led the way, and disappeared into the night, and we were back at school when the day was about to break.
Three weeks later, our superiors "upgraded" us to train according to the eight-hour night march of the teaching regiment. When everyone heard this, some were frightened by the difficulties and cried with sad faces; Some underestimate the difficulties and dismiss them.
At the meeting, the instructor analyzed the difficulties that might be encountered, criticized the blind optimism and pessimism and fear of difficulties in the minds of the comrades, put forward ways to overcome the difficulties, and encouraged everyone to overcome all difficulties with a heroic and tenacious spirit that is not afraid of hardships.
At this time, someone shouted: "It's a hero, it's a bear, look at it on the march!" ”
"Challenge the 1234 squadron! Learn from the 1234 squadron! ”
Everyone's emotions immediately cheered up, and they all geared up and were confident to meet the new transcendence.
The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. After more than half a month of arduous training, everyone passed the physiological and psychological adaptation barrier, and finally was able to reach the goal of marching for 8 hours at night and persevering to the destination, without leaving anyone behind.
The whole school is full of fighting spirit, and they are walking with a bang!
At the beginning of 1949, the whole country was still in the process of liberating the whole country. The people's army is marching to the northwest, south China, and southwest with the momentum of the wind and clouds. At that time, the economy had not yet recovered, and the whole country was still in an extremely difficult period.
Military and political universities are indeed darlings, with three meals a day, white rice, fine flour, three dishes and one soup, and meat dishes for the meals. It is unthinkable that we, the poor students who have suffered from hunger, will receive such preferential treatment. However, some students from good families do not think so. After a long time, the habit of pampering and pampering has developed, and the phenomenon of throwing steamed buns, rice, and vegetables at will for three meals a day has gradually become prominent. One night, the brigade urgently assembled, and after the troops entered the venue, they saw a large thick bowl on the table on the rostrum, and a large iron bucket for rice was placed next to the table.