The kapok tree is a tree species endemic to southern China. Its stem is thick and straight, its leaves are green, there are flowers, the flower shape is like cotton, and the red is gorgeous. Dried flowers can be used as pillows to sleep incense. The southern people have a lot of tenacity and perseverance, and their hearts are rich and round.

Su Huaiyu came to the park in the center of Longcheng with his father early this morning. This park is one of the most beautiful parks in Dragon City, and it has a long history and cultural heritage. Entering from the main entrance, you will see the ancient trees towering to the sky, the green shade, the strange rocks are numerous, the mulberry grass is green, and the flowers and leaves are fragrant. There are small bridges and flowing water everywhere, blue waves and pools, small boats stuck in green, geese and ducks treading waves. Tourists here are full of people, training, leisure, playing, singing and dancing, playing the piano and flute, abounding. People enjoy this heavenly land to the fullest. There are several must-see places in the park. It can make you feel a strong historical and cultural atmosphere. First of all, I saw Luo Chi. The water of this Luo pond is very magical, it has never dried up, it is said that the water inlet at the bottom of the pond is connected with the fish peak pond where Liu Sanjie ascended to heaven by carp across a river, there is an underground river to communicate, so it is stained with aura. Moreover, there are a lot of carp here since ancient times, perhaps it is the descendant of the carp that helped Liu Sanjie become an immortal. Luo Chi got its name, mainly due to Mr. Liu Zongyuan. It is said that Liu Zongyuan often walked here, and even after his death, he still remembered this place, haunted his soul, and even dreamed of it. Moreover, it is Liu Zongyuan's clothed tomb. After Liu Zongyuan's death, his descendants buried his clothes here to commemorate his exploits for Longcheng when he served as the assassin of Liuzhou. At the end, there is a place that must be seen, which is the Dragon City Liberation Monument. This liberation monument, originally the Memorial Tower of the Seventh Army of the National Revolutionary Army, was built in August 1932, the original tower base has the preface made by Li Zongren and Bai Chongxi, and the tower body has the inscription of Huang Mingchu: sacrifice to serve the country, magnificent mountains and rivers; For thousands of years, the style is majestic. To commemorate the soldiers of the Seventh Army who died in the Northern Expedition. In 1950, it was changed to "Dragon City Liberation Monument".

In front of the "Dragon City Liberation Monument", there are wide fields. People are here, or dancing, or playing cards and chess, or strolling in the court, or chatting and chatting, they are happy and peaceful, accompanied by the martyrs, the martyrs, no longer lonely and lonely.

In the corner of the venue, a group of elderly people were sitting around the stone table, playing cards. Don't look at their age of more than eighty years, but their thinking is still very agile and their spirit is very strong, who would have thought to associate them with the Longbei guerrillas who were powerful and powerful back then?

Su Cheng took his son Su Huaiyu to the stone table. The old man hurriedly made room for Su Cheng.

"Old Su! You seem to be a little late today. ”

"Wait for my son! Bring him to meet with everyone. This is Uncle Li, this is Uncle Lin......" Su Chengyi introduced his son Su Huaiyu one by one.

"Uncle Li, Uncle Lin...... Hello uncles and uncles! Su Huaiyu hurriedly said hello. These uncles and uncles, Su Huaiyu has heard about them from his father for a long time, but today is the first time they have met.

"Xiao Su, I heard Lao Su say that you were a soldier, what kind of work do you do in the army?" Uncle Lin asked.

"Look at my son, he doesn't look like a soldier, what can he do? Play with the pen in the army. Su Cheng said. When he said this, he didn't know if he was praising his son or belittling his son.

"I have been engaged in military affairs and political work in the army, but most of the time I have been associated with political work, and I worked in the political department before I retired, and I am usually busy writing and drawing."

"Is that writing? Wow! Count yourself as a literati. Uncle Li said.

"Uncle has won the prize! The literati didn't dare to be it, they just wrote something. Su Huaiyu was a little embarrassed, "I've heard the story of your Longbei guerrillas a long time ago, uncles and uncles, that's amazing!" ”

"Ouch! is a rough man, he was uneducated before, he danced with guns and sticks, and he was okay with fighting. You like to write down the stories you hear so much, or when the rest of us are gone, no one will know about them! Uncle Lin said with some sadness.

"That's what Uncle Lin said! I was moved by the story of your Longbei guerrillas, and I had the idea of writing it for a long time, but I just ......" Su Huaiyu wanted to speak and stopped.

"Do you think that no one reads your memoirs?" Uncle Lin saw Su Huaiyu's thoughts at a glance. Su Huaiyu nodded. "Then write a novel, there is artistic processing, it looks good. As long as you reflect the real historical events and write the story beautifully, someone will definitely read it. Maybe one day, when it is filmed into a series, everyone will see that the reputation of our Longbei guerrillas will go to the whole country without paying attention. Ha Lu Ha ......" The old people all laughed and looked at Su Huaiyu with encouraging eyes.

On the way home, Su Huaiyu kept thinking about the wishes of the old people, and this wish was not something very difficult to do. As long as you write it, people will read it, and they will think of them, of the martyrs who have died. Just do that, and that's enough!

Let's write it! Su Huaiyu looked up at this ancient city with a long history, now, it has been filled with high-rise buildings, the noisy neighborhood is difficult to find the old face of the past, the vicissitudes of old age have been buried by the atmosphere of modernization, today or a few years later, will anyone still think of the years of artillery fire, those bloody soldiers?

Let us re-uncover that glorious history, walk into the years of artillery fire, laugh with these veterans, grieve together, bathe in blood together, and feel the era that only belongs to them.

In 1949, the Liberation War entered the most difficult stage. The People's Liberation Army swept through the Kuomintang reactionaries and marched all the way south. Against this background, in the central and northern areas of Guangxi, there are active revolutionary armed forces under the leadership of the Communist Party of China itself. These revolutionary armed forces, with the smoke of gunpowder on their heads and their bodies bathed in the flames of war, fought bravely to kill the enemy, dealt a heavy blow to and shook the reactionary rule of the Kuomintang, and wrote one moving chapter after another of liberation. These revolutionary armed forces include the Guizhou-Guizhou Border Liberation Corps, the Hunan-Guizhou-Guizhou Border Region Liberation Corps, the Guangdong-Guizhou-Hunan Border Column, the Duyixin Liberation Corps, and the Northwest Guizhou People's Liberation Army. Due to the limitations of this book, only the story of the Longbei guerrillas who had a great connection with the liberation of Longcheng will be told here.

The story of this book revolves around two fronts. One front is to tell the touching story of the two major guerrillas of the Longbei Guerrilla Corps, Leyuan and Tanliang, who carried out guerrilla struggles, and sang and cried; The second front is to describe that in order to cooperate with the victory of the guerrilla war, the spy personnel of our underground party in Longcheng are not afraid of sacrifice and start one after another dark war with the enemy, thrilling, earth-shattering, and crying ghosts and gods. These two fronts are mutually reinforcing, and they cannot be viewed separately. At that time, the extremely complicated situation created a situation in which there was an enemy and an enemy among us. It is precisely because of the brutal struggle between the enemy and the enemy that this story is full of ups and downs, thrilling and has a strong sense of appreciation.

As for this story, the stories of other guerrilla battles that cannot be mentioned are not comprehensive due to space, please forgive me! For the people and things involved, there are discrepancies or other opinions, here only represents personal views, and the right is to be literary and artistic creation. The people and places involved in this story have been pseudonymized so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to the author.