Section 117 Attacking the Heart (2)

"Of course, as long as everyone works together, none of this is a dream," Wei Aiwen began to sketch a picture of the future: "Everyone has been here for a month, how are you doing?" ”

"I don't have to say, I have new clothes, and the food is so good and good, where can I find such a haode messenger!"

"I also gave shoes to wear, I was reluctant to wear shoes for the first time, where did I wear such haode shoes in the past." A soldier was wiping his tears, "Later, the chief said that he had to wear it, and if it was broken, he would give it hair." They have lived for more than twenty years, and they have not worn a good pair of shoes-" He began to cry, but he couldn't cry.

In fact, these so-called good shoes are not even cloth shoes, but they are sewn with a cloth sole on the straw sandals and a strip of cloth on the upper, which is a little more comfortable to wear than pure straw shoes.

"But—" Wei Aiwen's tone changed, "We poor people are living a good life, will those landlords, commanders of thousands of households, robbers and bandits watch us enjoy happiness like this?" Just like you, you thought that you could live a good life by coming to Qiongzhou to open up wasteland, but what happened? ”

Everyone's eyes widened. As soon as Wang Tao saw that the fire was coming, he immediately gritted his teeth:

"No, the fruits of our labor must not be snatched away in vain!"

"That's right!" Wei Aiwen raised his voice, "We ordinary people, our ancestors have been bullied by big officials and lords for generations, they eat and drink spicy food every day, and rob our small people if they have no money. In the past, we had no backbone, so we had to cry in our stomachs, but now we have a short-haired old man to support us, a big iron boat, a fast gun, and we have knives and guns in our own hands, can we still let them do evil?! ”

"Then I'll have to ask if I have the gun in my hand and if I say yes." Wang Tao made a heroic gesture and posed as Li Yuhe in "Red Lantern".

"No!" The mood of the masses was mobilized. The soldiers from several communes in the company belonged to those with vested interests, and they were most touched.

"What if they're going to take it."

"Then hit him a mother!"

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Wei Aiwen saw that the heat was almost over, so he said: "As long as everyone works together." Everyone can raise their eyebrows, live a better life, no need to dig wild vegetables to satisfy hunger, can eat white rice, fish and meat every day, and have good clothes and shoes to wear. Buildings are built everywhere, air conditioning is installed, and it is warm in winter and summer. There are also electric lamps, which are lit up all over the house, which are ten thousand times better than this kerosene lamp. Children can go to school, study, compulsory education, our country has become rich and strong, the manned spacecraft has also succeeded, and we are also bidding for the Olympic Games! Well, it's all back in place anyway. Wei Aiwen secretly complained, he was so excited just now, his mouth suddenly stopped closing the door, and he said what he shouldn't say and shouldn't say all at once. Fortunately, people didn't react to words like "air conditioning" and "Olympics", but they were fascinated by the life of not having to eat wild vegetables.

The meeting was dismissed, Ma Qianzhu pulled Wei Aiwen and gave a thumbs up: "Hey, Xiao Wei!" You can do it! It's going to be too successful. Everyone reminisces about the past together, there is no one who does not grit his teeth and hate, if you do this, at least they are all our people. ”

Wei Aiwen's face was full of pride: "This, a piece of cake!" I'll have more ideas for the future! ”

My heart was full of tears: my Zuihou Coke has been replaced with these things...... Yu Eshui, you are too beastly!

The next day, Wei Aiwen's set of things was compiled into materials by Ma Qianzhuo and distributed to the company commanders for study. Wang Tao, a traverser, had to be temporarily kicked out of the dormitory - he was no longer a "chief", and his identity was a soldier of a company of the teaching battalion. They even called him to give a report at the theme meeting. This Wang Tao is a trainer, he relies on his mouth to eat, and he has studied storytelling in his spare time, and he is not only full of emotion when he talks about things, but also often puts down buttons, which makes everyone want to stop. His script became more and more complicated, and Zuihou Ma Qianzhu had to remind him not to make too much trouble.

Based on the experience of Xi Yaya and others in Yanchang Village, Ma Qianzhuo organized people to compile a booklet, focusing on the slogan of the traversers, "Eradicate the strong and eliminate the evil, protect the territory and the people". At the same time, a few more active people were selected from among the soldiers from the commune and specially trained in politics.

"At the heart of political work is to cultivate loyalty to us." Ma Qianzhuo stressed this point at the meeting of officers of the new army. "Personally, I don't think the common people necessarily love the government, and the government is just an authority to obey to them, not the state in our concept."

Of course, loyalty cannot be cultivated by a few slogans, and no matter what political theory, no one can effectively defend their own interests. As soon as the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression ended, the Communist Party carried out large-scale land reform in the liberated areas, thus gaining the support of the people and giving itself a stable base and an endless supply of soldiers. This is more effective than saying 11,000 times of class consciousness.

The standard of living of the new army far exceeded that of the local people and even the members of the commune, and they would be full of nostalgia for such a life, and regard the traverser as their great benefactor. Once the interests are bundled together, they will die for the traversal beings. For those who have no foundation and are even more incompatible with this society, it is the most effective and fastest way to lure them into profit.

As for organizations such as Ma Qianzhu's Soldiers' Committee, they were barely formed under the hands of the traversers, although most people were skeptical of such soldiers' civilian leaders - and many cited counter-examples. But Ma Qianzhu still insisted on doing it. The reason is naturally because after the reorganization of Sanwan, the soldiers' committee and branch were built on the company, and they all played a miraculous role in transforming the old army -- almost the same as opening a golden finger.

If it worked against an old army like the National Revolutionary Army, the new army that they drew entirely out of a blank sheet of paper would be equally effective.

Ma Qianzhu naturally can't build a branch in the company, otherwise the rightists in the executive committee will have to eat him. However, the soldiers' committee has the banner of democracy as a tiger skin, and no one can do anything about it. To show the importance he attaches to this matter, he himself is also the head of the battalion-level soldiers' committee.

There are five main tasks of the soldiers' committee: first, to participate in the management of the army; the second is to maintain discipline; the third is to supervise the company's economy; fourth, to be a mass movement; Fifth, it is necessary to carry out the work of political education among soldiers.

Its system is completely similar to that of the Red Army era of the soldiers' committee, with the lowest level set up in the company, and the soldiers' general meeting of the whole company elects 5 to 7 or 9 people as the executive committee of the company and the director of the committee. The battalion shall elect one representative for every five people to form a battalion-wide soldiers' committee, and 11 to 13 people shall be elected to organize the battalion non-commissioned officers, and one person shall be elected as the director. By analogy, each committee does not have a standing committee organ.

In the relationship between the non-commissioned committee and the military organs, the non-commissioned committee can only make suggestions or questions on a certain issue, but cannot directly interfere with and deal with it. When soldiers meet, the chief officer must be present and must not hold a closed-door meeting. In wartime, military commanders could suspend all activities of soldiers' councils, thus preventing extreme democratization.

Of course, the soldiers' committee, which is now single-handedly run by the traversers, has not at all talked about any concept of democracy or undemocracy, anyway, the "chiefs" asked them to elect, and they were elected, and as for what to do after the election, and how to do it, they are all confused. Ma Qianzhuo knew that this thing was useless at this stage, but he didn't like the argument that "democracy has to have a foundation" -- sometimes it had to be a sandwich meal.

The traversers decided to let the recruits start with the simplest self-management, including housekeeping, cleaning, and food management. When the interests of the masses of soldiers are safeguarded and they have the feeling of being masters of their own affairs, their enthusiasm will be aroused and their sense of responsibility for troop building will be strengthened.

Tian Liang was released from the quarantine camp in Bopu. In these days in the quarantine camp, he took classes every day to read and write, did some simple manual work, and his body and bones were strong, and he could read the "textbooks" that were sent to the camp every day as reading materials for them. Tian Liang was very happy in his heart, it seems that the lord here is going to promote them - at least they are in charge or something, or they don't need to be a slave to read and write.

In my spare time, I sit behind barbed wire with a few friends of the same age and watch the lively scene on the training ground across the water. The most Haode friends he made in the camp were the three brothers, all of whom were named Ruan Xiaoer, Ruan Xiaowu and Ruan Xiaoqi according to their ranking.

Now, even fools know that the lord who bought them is not a rich man or the like at all - is there a rich man who trains his own troops? There are village warriors in the countryside, and he knows this - Tian Liang has suffered a lot from these people when he was wandering, and he has also seen them rob lonely merchants on the road, but how can those dirt buns be compared with the people on this training ground? When Tian Liang was in Guangzhou, he saw the battalion drills, which could be regarded as the elite of the official army, but compared with the soldiers on the opposite school field, he always felt that it was not as good as the spirit here.

The soldiers were bareheaded, wearing short clothes, and their bodies were full of lean and neat ropes, and they walked in a neat formation, and even their legs were lifted out in a straight line, and they shouted slogans all day long during drills. This was an eye-opener for them, although it was a little strange - the soldiers were all carrying wooden sticks to practice, couldn't such a rich old man be worthy of a few spears?

The strangest thing is that it doesn't rain here, but you can always hear the sound of thunder, sometimes in a continuous day, and then I heard that it was the old man magnifying the cannon. And the old man still has a cannon? This made them more and more incomprehensible.

Finally one day, they were called up and brought their things. It's time to assign a place to go.

Boys, under the age of 13, go to the "junior elementary school", it is said that where is the place to study, Tian Liang is already fifteen years old, naturally it is not his turn, more than 13 years old, good arithmetic or other talents were sent to the "jishu school", they have no talent and specialty, all swept into the "military and political school".

The school, which was proposed by Ma Qianzhuo, did not have a school building, and the children were all issued with military uniforms and incorporated into the "cadet corps" of the training camp, and they also followed the adults to 121 with wooden sticks.

Tian Liang wanted to know where Guo Fu's arrangement went, but the girls were assigned on another day, and later he found out from the aunt who delivered the meal that the girls under the age of 13 also went to the "junior elementary school", and the others went to the "jishu school".

"I heard that after learning skills in school, I will be assigned to the 'chiefs' to make rings." The aunt seemed to be very envious, "They are all blessed children." ”