Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Eve of the Storm (Expanded Edition)

Of course, Gu Yu didn't know that Feng Tao deliberately concealed part of his experience of participating in the revolution when he told about it, that is, his love-hate relationship with Xiao Meiyu, a senior female spy of the military command. www.biquge.info Feng Tao felt that although Xiao Meiyu had retired from the military command at that time, she still maintained a delicate relationship with the military commander, and if the secret of his personal private life was told to the leaders, it might bring unnecessary trouble to himself, so he deliberately concealed this history.

Although Gu Yu didn't know that Feng Tao and Xiao Meiyu, a female spy of the military commander, still had a love-hate relationship, he found that Feng Tao had a similar mental journey with him on the issue of participating in the revolution, that is, both of them did not want to be cannibals, but also did not want to be eaten. So, Gu Yu stepped forward and shook hands with Feng Tao tightly.

After letting go of his hand, Gu Yu looked Feng Tao up and down for a moment, and shook his head, "Since you are a good actor, why didn't you continue to act in our army's art troupe after coming to the New Fourth Army?" ”

Feng Tao sat on the chair, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his hands, "I have no fate with the Art Troupe, I have left the Art Troupe twice." The first time was to counter the sweep, and the second time was because I had an argument with Director Xie in the troupe when I rehearsed the first play in the art troupe, and I left the troupe soon after. ”

"Why?" Gu Yu raised his eyebrows, feeling very strange.

Feng Tao looked down at the gray cotton military uniform on his body that was almost not wrinkled, and his face looked helpless, "I didn't grow up in a worker and peasant family, and when I was in the combat army, many people also said that I didn't look like a soldier, but like a scholar." Therefore, no matter how I acted, Director Xie and the regiment leaders thought that my temperament was not suitable for playing workers, peasants and soldiers, so they finally replaced me. I thought, since I can't play the worker, peasant and soldier, why are I still lying on my stomach in the troupe, so not long after, I took the initiative to ask to leave the art troupe. ”

Gu Yu laughed, he pointed at Feng Tao and squeezed his eyes, "You are a thin man with a straight temper." If you can't play a worker, a peasant or soldier, you can play a villain, and if you can't act, you can do behind-the-scenes work, why do you want to take the initiative to leave? Chairman Mao criticized some of our party members for being selfish in the article "In Memory of Bethune", and I didn't believe that there were such people at that time. Now I believe that a small number of people here would rather rely on the top to eat, but they are not willing to go down to the grassroots to do practical things. Speaking of this, his face sank, "I can't imagine that this kind of person is also a member of the Communist Party?" I really don't understand, what is the purpose of his joining the Communist Party? ”

Afterwards, Gu Yu picked up a book from the table and said to Feng Tao, "Xiao Feng, when I leave, I will leave this Chinese version of "Biography of the Russian Decembrists" to you as a souvenir, because I found that both of us have a little shadow of the Decembrists. This was given to me in 1926 by an educator from Beijing when I was a student. The book had a small print run at the time, and it was not easy to buy. I borrowed it from a classmate. The educator heard that I liked the book and gave it to me. ”

Feng Tao took the book, the pages were already yellowed, and the sides of the book were a little curly. He opened the cover, and saw neat pen writing on the title page.

"Save Gu Yu's classmates

Set free to serve by the truth

Those who have noble qualities in their minds should not be selfish, have obscene knowledge, and think about the public welfare of the people. ”

Behind it is the signature of the educator.

Feng Tao's eyes widened in surprise, "What, Commander, you, do you still know him?" ”

Gu Yu smiled faintly, "It's just a one-sided acquaintance." Because he gave books and messages to many students at the time, and when I saw him again years later, he had forgotten about it. Because our identities and relationships with each other have changed qualitatively compared to the past. He forgot, and I didn't tell it. ”

Feng Tao stood up, "Chief, if it's okay, I'll leave first." ”

The two nodded.

Feng Tao turned around and suddenly remembered something, and turned around again, "Commander, political commissar, if it really comes to that day, then when will we meet again?" ”

The two of them suddenly chuckled in their hearts, looked at each other, and did not speak for a while. The room was suddenly quiet, except for the flickering northwest wind outside.

After a while, Luo Zhiping looked at Feng Tao with a solemn expression, "Maybe two years in a year, maybe three years or five years, maybe ten years or eight years, maybe ......."

"Maybe we'll never see each other again!" Gu Yu, who had serious eyes, replied very simply.

Feng Tao's heart sank, his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't speak for a while. Only then did he realize that the commander had just given him the book that he had treasured for 20 years and had experienced countless bloody storms and had not been willing to throw away, which was clearly a farewell.

After a while, Feng Tao said in a slow tone: "Chief, Communist Party members should not talk about superstition, but I, but I still want to, want to talk to you, say a superstitious word, I hope that Marx can bless and bless us in the spirit of heaven, and we are still alive to meet!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hands to the two chiefs.

The two glanced at each other, their breathing suddenly became short, the two restrained themselves, and at the same time stretched out their hands to Feng Tao, the corners of their mouths trembled, "Yes, I hope that Marx's spirit in heaven can bless us alive and meet again!" ”

The six hands were clasped together crossed, and they were clenched tightly and heavily with each other. yes, who knows what will change in the future? The three big men all felt their noses sour at this time, and crystal tears appeared in their eyes. The boy has tears and doesn't flick, but he hasn't reached the sad place!

Boom, Jiang Jun fired cold artillery again, and the cold explosion was particularly poignant and terrifying in the long dark night.

Xinghua Village, the night is dark, and the birds are silent. Xiao Jiang pulled Xiao Mao to a grass hut at the head of the village, stood in the shadows, and saw that there was no one around, Xiao Jiang asked in a low voice: "Xiao Mao, you have also seen the leaflet of ***, Lun Chaoyang and Hu Tengxiao have turned against the water, Wang Jingfang has also turned against the water, *** has surrounded it again, the Communist Party is in a very dangerous situation, what do you say we should do?" ”

Xiao Mao's eyes were on fire in shock, he also looked around, and whispered, "Xiao Jiang, you have to be calm." Now the Communist Party's ship has encountered wind and waves and entered the water, but when it comes to sinking the ship, I don't think it has yet reached that point. Didn't the instructor say it at night? The chief is preparing for a counterattack, and the situation will not be too bad. "Of course they don't know that the chief is ready to deal with the shipwreck. Seeing that Xiao Jiang was uncertain, he whispered, "What, are you afraid of the shipwreck?" ”

Xiao Jiang nodded and said worriedly: "Their leader said that the situation would not be too bad, but you also saw it, and said that it was to exchange currency for us." However, no one cares about the JAC coins in our hands until now. Judging by the fact that no one asks about the exchange of banknotes, I don't believe that the situation can be any better. Xiaomao, I don't have the bottom in my heart now, we are iron buddies, so I don't tell others what I say in my heart, I just tell you, we have to find a way out for ourselves. We are different from Camp Commander Feng. Didn't you listen to the company commander, he used to be an underground party, and there were many female soldiers fans over there. His good looks may be on the opposite side of the 74th Army. If he runs over, the female soldier fans over there will vouch for him, and he can be fine. It's really not good, he can also kidnap his beautiful lover to learn from Fan Li and wander the rivers and lakes. But there is no way back for the two of us now, so we have to prepare in advance. Otherwise, if the ship is sunk, won't we drown with it? ”

Xiao Mao was taken aback, didn't speak immediately, and lowered his head to calculate. At this time, the surroundings were unusually silent, and the rapid breathing of the two of them was particularly loud in the wilderness shrouded in night, and the sound of outsiders talking and Jiang Jun's cold cannon could be faintly heard in the distance.

After a while, Xiao Mao raised his head, his voice was very small but his expression was very excited, "Xiao Jiang, in the eyes of outsiders, I am Chiang Kai-shek's uncle, in fact, what is the relationship between our Mao family and Lao Jiang, others are not clear, you and I are clear." My poor eldest sister was abandoned by Lao Jiang twenty years ago, but she was not kicked out of the Jiang family's old house by Lao Jiang. Hum! Didn't Chen Shimei abandon Qin Xianglian and drive Qin Xianglian out of the Chen family's old house? With Song Meiling and Song Ziwen's vinegar jars blocked, even the eldest sister and brother can't eat it, let alone me, a distant brother? Why should I bother to look at Song Meiling's sour face? ”

Bang, a cold shot suddenly sounded in the distance. Hearing the gunshot, Xiao Mao smiled bitterly, "As for Jiang Jingguo, I am younger than him, but my seniority is higher than him, is he willing to admit that I am a distant uncle?" Besides, Fenghua is the so-called ** model county, after I go back as a 'communist bandit', can the officials there cheapen me? Therefore, I can't vote for Lao Chiang, and now that I have joined the Communist Party, I have no choice but to go on hard. Of course, as you said just now, what if the Communist Party sinks? I thought about this question for a while, and when the day really comes, I will go to Shanghai, Hong Kong, and Nanyang. ”

After Xiao Mao finished speaking, he felt a little comfortable, he looked at Xiao Jiang, and a smile appeared on his face, "Xiao Jiang, you are Lao Jiang's nephew, if you want to defect to him, please do it, don't worry, I will never tell anyone, let's get together and disperse." ”

"Y-Who do you think of me?" Xiao Jiang's face was so red that he could see it in the shadows, "You know, my mother died early, and my stepmother has always been bad to me, and I can't go back as soon as I leave my hometown." I can't talk to Lao Jiang again, if I go over now, will Lao Jiang ignore me? On the contrary, it is a great shame for Lao Jiang to be a gangster in my Jiang family, can the thugs under him cheapen me? Continue to follow the Communist Party and fear that the shipwreck will drown. That's why I was so confused just now that I couldn't make up my mind, so I came to ask you. Now that you've told me what you're going to do, that's fine. He patted his chest, "When the time comes, how about the two of us go to the rivers and lakes together?" ”

"Okay," Xiao Mao happily grabbed his hand, "Okay, when the ship is sunk, let's go into the rivers and lakes together!" ”

At this time, two fireballs rose in the sky, and the distance was too far to hear the sound, only to see the fireballs dragging their slender tails up into the night sky and rising to a height, and then slowly falling, disappearing into the vast night.

The encampment of the subordinate units of the 74th Army was in an open field north of Taipingji. As night falls, bonfires illuminate the American-style canvas tents, as well as the trucks, cannons, and military horses grazing beside the tents. When the military horses were grazing, they made a dull breathing sound from time to time, and the white gas from the thick nostrils of the horses was more obvious in the dark night, like white smoke, flying and drifting away in the starry silent night sky.

Xu Li, Liu Yan, and Chen Shuxiang stood in front of a bonfire in military coats, looking at the north, looking very excited.

Liu Yan shook his head proudly, "Lun Chaoyang and Hu Tengxiao are here, Wang Jingfang is also here, and a few more communist deserters have come to the position of our 74th Army today." This time, the communist army really couldn't resist it. Hum. ”

Chen Shuxiang also trembled his thighs proudly, "Tomorrow, when we rush into Luhe County, won't the communist army surrender in large numbers?" Ha ha. ”

Xu Li shrugged his shoulders, "Tomorrow, my camera will capture all the scenes of the enemy's mass surrender, which is an extremely precious scene in Chinese history." Hey. ”

All over, Jiang Jun fired cold artillery again. A ball of fire suddenly burst out, and the surrounding area was suddenly covered with snow. Immediately, the fireball turned into a fire dragon, dragging its long tail, roaring and jumping into the air, piercing the night, and flying rapidly towards the depth of the communist position opposite.