Chapter II: Political Commissars

Hu Yu waved his hand a little impatiently, and said: "The soldiers are all shaking cold, and if they don't have a hot meal, they will all be sick when they arrive in the war zone, how can they launch a gong attack?" The chief of staff smiled and nodded. Hu Yu then said: "You use the walkie-talkie to contact the political commissar behind you and tell him to hurry as quickly as possible." "According to the division of labor, the political commissar is at the back of the whole army operation, acting as a containment team.

It was completely dark, and the soldiers all found a higher place to sit down, because the rain was dripping with water in the low recesses, and only the soldiers of the drinking class were busy. The heat on the body just now quickly disappeared, some soldiers hugged their legs, hunched their bodies to keep warm, some were shivering with cold, and some unfolded wet quilts and draped them over their bodies. Because of the rain, the drinking class could not find dry firewood, and there was no fire, so the whole mountain was full of smoke, and the sound of coughing suppressed the sound of rain. Waiting until the supply truck came up, Hu Yu ordered a few barrels of gasoline to be removed from the car before starting a fire. At this time, suddenly there was a bad dissipator from the vanguard: the North Korean guide ran away. Hu Yuhuo came up all of a sudden: "How did you get it?" Call the bearded man! ”

The bearded regimental commander of the vanguard unit ran over, like a schoolboy who had done something wrong, lowered his head and said: "Originally, four soldiers were arranged to watch him, but it was too cold and it was raining, and the soldiers were all hungry. ”

"What do you do?" Hu Yuhuo is even bigger. The bearded head wiped a handful of rain from his face: "I can't help it." Hu Yu angrily circled around the jeep, stopped in front of the jeep and patted the front of the jeep. He said: "You are committing a crime, taking the lives of more than 30,000 people to commit a crime. I'm about to go up the mountain, it's so dark, how can I find my way by relying on North Korea's inaccurate broken map? ”

At this time, the chief of staff came back after talking and asked the bearded man, "Have you sent someone to find it?"

The bearded regiment commander replied: "I sent four groups of people, and I went to look for them in different directions, but I haven't come back to report yet." ”

The chief of staff said: "Return to your unit immediately, and report immediately if you have news." ”

The bearded regimental commander saluted, turned and ran.

"And the smiling tiger, ah, no, have you got in touch with the commissar?" Hu Yu turned around and asked the chief of staff. The chief of staff knew that he was dizzy, and replied with a smile: "The political commissar said that some of the soldiers who have fallen behind are really unable to walk, and they may still be more than an hour. ”

"! It's been a really bad day, damn the weather, the damn rain, the damn guide, the damn smiling tiger. Hu Yu knew that he was speechless, and looked back at the chief of staff behind him. The chief of staff looked at the ground with interest, pretending not to hear. The smiling tiger is the nickname that Hu Yu gave to the political commissar. The first time the two met was on the 25,000-mile road of the Red Army, when Hu Yugang was appointed regiment commander, and just when he was complacent, the political commissar appointed by his superiors also arrived. "Comrade Regiment Commander, I am a political commissar appointed by my superiors, my name is Li Boru, and I am reporting for duty today." Political Commissar Li Boru smiled and handed the letter of introduction to Hu Yu, and stretched out his hand to wait for Hu Yu to shake hands. Hu Yu didn't shake hands with the political commissar, he stared at Qing and looked at Li Boru repeatedly from top to bottom, as if he was looking at a monster. Li Boru is not tall, his figure is thin, and Bai Zhe wears a pair of glasses on his small face. He deliberately stood beside Li Boru and compared, he was more than half a head taller than Li Boru. He looks down on the little white face the most, especially with a little culture, he can speak better than anyone else, he fights, he has no real ability, if he fights with a white edge, he will be scared of the little white face who pees his pants. He grabbed Li Boru's back collar and wanted to pick him up. Who knew that Li Boru's two hands were like two pliers, grabbed his hands, took a sword step back, and twisted his hands behind his back. "Ahh Li Boru's face turned red, and he twisted his arm vigorously and said, "You donkey, who do you think wants to work with you?" Tell you, I've heard of you a long time ago, if it weren't for the organizational arrangement, who would work with a dog like you!" Hu Yu cracked his mouth in pain: "You let go of Lao Tzu first." Li Furu said loudly: "Don't underestimate people, people as stupid as you pigs, I can beat you three." Don't believe me, let's practice? At this time, there were many soldiers around to watch, Hu Yu was twisted by his arm, and his face was red and purple for a while. yelled loudly: "Let go, let go of Lao Tzu and practice with you." Li Boru let go of Hu Yu, Hu Yu lost a lot of face today, especially in front of so many soldiers, he wanted to get back this face. He thought that he must throw Li Boyu down, press him to the ground, ride on his back, and beat his back hard, and he must make him speak softly and beg for mercy to relieve his anger. At this time, the onlookers cheered again, shouting together: "Practice, practice." ”

Hu Yu pounced on Li Boru like crazy, Li Boru turned around slightly, grabbed Hu Yu's arm, bowed his waist, and pushed his buttocks, Hu Yu's whole body flew over Li Boru. fell on his stomach, and he clenched his teeth and cracked his mouth in pain, and he couldn't get up for a long time. Two fighters tried to help him, but he pushed him away. Hu Yu got up from the ground and pounced on Li Boyu again, but before he could figure out what was going on, he was thrown down in the same way. Now he couldn't get up on his stomach, and was helped up by the soldiers. He knew in his heart that he couldn't beat him in a fight. Although they worked together in the past few years, he never took the initiative to talk to Li Boyu. And Li Boyu seems to have no such thing, smiling all day long, and he should be laughing and laughing at his work. At this time, Hu Yu began to be called Li Boyu Smiling Tiger. Until the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were short of ammunition and often fought with bayonets. There was a battle with Japanese devils in Wuxiang, Shanxi, and he fought with a bayonet, and Hu Yu rushed forward with a big knife with red eyes. The devil found out that it was an official who came up, and four devil soldiers surrounded him, and he rushed left and right and couldn't get out. After Li Boyu found out, he carried a big blade and slashed two devils in a row to save him. After the battle, Hu Yu invited Li Boyu to drink and wanted to thank him, Li Boyu smiled and waved his hand: "I never drink."

"Smiling Tiger." Hu Yu scolded with a smile. On the Long March, he scolded Li Boyu behind his back for smiling tigers as malicious words, but now he is kind and even a little flattering to him.

Li Boru smiled: "In the future, if he scolds me behind his back, I will burn high incense." ”

Hu Yu was a little embarrassed, but still said scoundrelly: "We are brothers, how can I scold you?" Who's chewing their tongues behind their backs? You have to cut off his tongue if you catch him. ”

Li Boru said: "From the Long March, you have scolded me behind your back, and you have been scolding me for more than ten years. If it weren't for work, I would have beaten you up. As he spoke, he stretched out his fist and pretended in front of Hu Yu.

Hu Yu stuck out his tongue, he knew his history: "Don't say anything in the past, we will be brothers and good partners in the future, I will listen to everything you say, it's all right?" ”

The two of them have indeed become good brothers and good partners in the future, supporting each other in work and helping each other in life. Although there were also differences of opinion, there were quarrels, all for work. The two were concentric, and the style of the troops became more and more hardened, and Lou Jianqi made miraculous achievements in the War of Resistance against Japan and Liberation, and became an iron army with a name for himself. The two were also from the head of the regiment during the Long March. The political commissar rose all the way to the army commander in the late stage of the Liberation War. Military commissar, to the present Korean battlefield.

The soldier Lu Lu Jiji caught up, and Hu Yu asked the staff officers to arrange to return to the team. Hu Yu was most worried about the health of the political commissar, who suffered from stomach problems in the later stages of the Anti-Japanese War and often had stomach pain. At that time, the whole country was not liberated, and there was often no medicine, although the conditions are better now, with his small body, such a big wind and rain, and such a cold day, he must be sick. He arranged for his jeep to go back and pick him up. After a while, the jeep returned, pulling a cart of six or seven sick fighters.

Hu Yu was a little anxious and asked the soldier who was driving: "What about the political commissar?" ”

The soldier replied: "The commissar told me to bring back the sick first." He also said, "Let's take a few more trips." ”

After working together for so many years, he knows his temper: "Go ahead." ”

The jeep ran several times in a row, and the last one pulled Li Boyu back. I saw him wet like a chicken in soup, covered in mud, his face was pale, his lips trembled slightly, one hand stroked his stomach, and the other hand pushed the car door to get out of the car. Hu Yu took a few steps to help him and said, "My stomach hurts again, right?" Don't get out of the car, warm up inside. Li Boru forced open the factory door and got out of the car: "I'll go and check the soldiers' meals." Hu Yu turned around and glared and asked Li Boru's guards: "Why do you drench the political commissar like this, the umbrella?" "Because the country has just been founded, the volunteer army does not have the ability to equip it with raincoats, and the senior commanders have umbrellas, which are kept by the guards. Li Furu continued: "Don't blame Comrade Xiao Li, I let the umbrella be used by the soldiers. "You, you, tell me what to say about you, your own body. The guards brought my umbrella to the commissar. ”

The guard was a little embarrassed: "Give the umbrella to the commissar, what do you use?" Hu Yu was a little impatient: "If you are asked to bring it, bring it, and talk about something." ”

The guard reluctantly gave the umbrella to Li Boru's guard. Hu Yu looked up at the sky, wiped the rain from his face, opened the jeep door, and got into the car. The rain is still falling, the wind is blowing harder, and there seems to be no sign of stopping. He felt a little cold on his body, so he took off his wet clothes and twisted them, and put them on again. At this time, the guards brought the meal. The Volunteer Army continued the regulations of the Liberation War, and officers at the battalion level could eat two meals of fine food a week, and commanders at and above the regimental level could eat small stoves. He was a little hungry, and his body was cold, and looking at the hot rice, he immediately came to his appetite. He took a big bite, and only then did he raise his head a few times and almost squirt out the rice: "Guard, what is this, it's not familiar at all." The guard, who was eating in the rain, put down his bowl and hurried over. The cook ran after him. "What is this? If you are not familiar at all, can you eat it? Pigs are not fed. The cook said, "It's raining so hard that you can't find any dry wood." ”

"Isn't it gasoline?" The cooker replied: "The gasoline is a false fire, not like a real fire, just pour a little bit on it, and the oil will be extinguished as soon as the pot is not hot." Pour a little more and the pot just boiled, and then it went out again. So the rice sandwich is raw. ”

Hu Yufu forcibly ate a few bites, but he couldn't swallow it, so he gave the bowl to the guards and simply stopped eating. He said to the communicator: "Notify the commanders above the regiment level to hold a meeting." "It was already dark, because it was cloudy and raining, and it was getting dark earlier. Political Commissar Li Boru was supported by the guards, and a deep foot and a shallow foot dripped through the muddy water. got into the car, picked up the raw rice and didn't say anything, and ate it. He went to the front unit just now and saw that there was no dry wood, it was raining, the fire could not be lit at all, and the soldiers of the army were eating raw rice. Besides, he has had stomach problems for several years, and his stomach hurts when he is hungry, and he has a stomach ache when he is too full, so no matter how bad the food is, he has to eat half full.