Under the bright sunshine, the brothers of the model battalion were neatly arranged into four squares under the leadership of the battalion deputy Lu Guang, and changed their formation with the command of the regiment deputy Hu Jialin.

After the photographers Lao Zhuang and Ye Qing who were standing on the earthen hill finished shooting, they thanked them with satisfaction and told An Yi that they could let the officers and soldiers of the model battalion rest. Six hundred officers and men of the model battalion, who had been tossing for two hours, finally got the opportunity to disband and drink water.

Lao Zhuang walked down the earthen hill excitedly and came to the big tree, put his head into the dark room built with a wooden frame and black thick flannel, and climbed up the earthen hill again in a burst of upside down, wanting to take a few big close-ups of An Yi.

An Yi's heart moved, and suggested that Lao Zhuang come to a few close-ups that could reflect the spirit of the officers and soldiers of the "model battalion", and Lao Zhuang asked how to reflect it? An Yi took Lao Zhuang's hand and walked down the hill, came to the big tree and squatted, picked up a dead branch and explained while drawing, the more Lao Zhuang listened, the happier he became, and immediately asked to start.

An Yi immediately called Hu Zi, Xia Jian, Gu Laoer, Cheng Chengguang, Yang Bin, Ye Cheng, Mu Chaiyi, Chen Zhibiao and Yang Fei and others to explain for a while, the brothers were overjoyed to hear it, and they separately looked for machine guns, flower machine guns, and big knives. The squad leaders of more than 100 companies of the model battalion were lined up in a neat and orderly manner as the background, and the huge battle flag of the model battalion, which was full of bullet holes and fire residues, was planted behind the twelve bosses, hunting and showing under the strong wind.

Such a unique, novel and shocking majestic shape makes the photographer Lao Zhuang like it more and more, and the more he looks at it, the more excited he becomes, especially Cheng Cheng Guang and Chen Zhibiao, who are still wrapped in white gauze because the wounds on their heads are not healed, they are even more tragic and majestic, mighty and unyielding, and if they are successfully shot, they are definitely the best war propaganda photos.

Lao Zhuang was so excited that he danced with his hands, and hurriedly asked a few soldiers to sleep on the ground to help him open the reflectors he had made when he was facing them, set up the camera and gave a loud order to shoot violently, and the twelve scattered heroic officers and soldiers, battle flags, equipment, and the officers and soldiers of the model battalion behind them all took in the camera, and changed seven or eight positions to shoot still not satisfied.

After tossing for more than 20 minutes, Lao Zhuang rushed to An Yi at the head of the row after tossing the shooting equipment, and adjusted the number of people under the battle flag to An Yi, Hu Zi, Gu Laoer, Xia Jian and Yang Bin according to his own inspiration, the five of them all had to hold machine guns, flower machine guns, rifles and broadswords in addition to An Yi's Confucian style, and the model battalion flag and the background of the officers and soldiers in the back were slightly adjusted, and they started shooting again, even Ye Qing was so excited that he exhausted all his photographic materials.

After filming the characters and formations, and then filming the captured 36 guns, there was no way to shoot the guns, all of them were packed and neatly stacked on the carriages that were about to return to Nanchang. Lao Zhuang is an extremely dedicated person, he will not give up until he reaches his goal, after listening to An Yi's explanation, he immediately asked to put all the equipment of the second battalion in a row for him to shoot, anyway, the equipment of the second battalion In addition to the twelve French mortars, the vast majority of other heavy machine guns, light machine guns, rifles, etc. are selected from the captures again and again, and the Shanghai-made 82 mortars themselves are made in imitation of French mortars, there is no big difference between the two in appearance, and the twelve captured mortars that were exchanged with the fifth regiment are exchanged. It's not pure malicious fraud, and everyone is also down-to-earth.

Taking advantage of Lao Zhuang's shooting, the smart He Jing came to An Yi's side and asked to talk alone, An Yi politely agreed, and the two walked aside and talked for more than 20 minutes, and finally He Jing sighed loudly:

"I know why the officers and soldiers admire you so much, so open-minded, so generous and wise, and have such a sharp and lofty vision of the general trend of the world...... Head An, can you allow me to summarize and publish the content of the interview just now? ”

An Yi pondered for a moment and said: "There is still about an hour before your departure, if you can write out the main content you want to publish and hand it over to me within an hour for storage, I will definitely have no opinion, otherwise it will not work!" Because every sentence I have said here, including praising Yan Xishan's remarks on developing Shanxi's economy, improving people's livelihood, and revitalizing national industry, and accusing Sun Chuanfang and Zhang Zuolin of using the resources and blood and sweat of the country and the nation to sell the country and enrich themselves, is not allowed to be added or abridged, otherwise it is likely to bring you and me huge trouble, please understand my kindness. ”

"Got it! Yes, I will write it down, and use my personality to assure you that I will write an objective comment based on the truth, and I will not add oil or vinegar to arbitrarily extrapolate. ”

He Jing was more than happy to do so, although he did not fully understand An Yi's excessive caution, which is usually not the case for the vast majority of interviewees, and only a few dignitaries would be so cautious.

He Jing hurriedly returned to the table under the shade of the tree and buried his head in the book, Ye Qing ran over excitedly: "What are you talking about with Xiao He?" Makes him so excited? ”

An Yi introduced with a smile: "He Jing is a very great current affairs reporter, he has amazing judgment and sensitivity, his views on issues are very objective, and his perspective is unique and dares to doubt, not confused by temporary appearances, which is very rare!" In time, he will surely become famous and well-known in the press. ”

"You're amazing! What you said just now is almost exactly the same as Zhang Jinggong's comment on Xiao He, it's incredible, why are you so powerful? It's always surprising. Ye Qing exclaimed loudly.

An Yi asked suspiciously, "Who is Zhang Jinggong?" Why haven't I heard of it? ”

Ye Qing was even more surprised: "Oh my God? It is estimated that you are confused by gunpowder, and you don't even know about Mr. Zhang Jingjiang? It's incredible...... Zhang Jinggong is people's honorific title for his old man, he is a brilliant person, he is already more than half a hundred years old revolutionary veteran, a native of Huzhou, Zhejiang, at the age of twenty-six he served as a commercial counselor in France, from the beginning he poured money into the revolutionary movement of Mr. Zhongshan, his old man is now the central political axe and the party dignitary, after the Northern Expedition, he stayed in Guangzhou as the acting chairman of the national political axe, just came to Nanchang from Guangzhou some time ago, the late Mr. Zhongshan called it a revolutionary saint, and the commander-in-chief Jiang called it a mentor, Sister Qian admired his old man, If you have any problems, go to his old man to complain, he treats Sister Qian like his own children, you don't even know such a revolutionary father, you ...... What shall I say about you? ”

An Yi suddenly realized, and again and again: "How did I know that you call it so verbose?" Just say that Zhang Jingjiang's predecessors or Chairman Zhang Dai can't do it? I thought that a great writer or historian suddenly appeared out of nowhere. ”

Ye Qing looked at An Yi's painful expression and smiled, seeing Cai Zhongwat and others coming over, he no longer dwelled on this issue, a group of friends happily chatted together, and when they heard all the departments of the Reading Force Regiment, they all couldn't help but look over, and they were full of praise for the quality of the officers and soldiers of An Yi's Reading Regiment.

An hour later, the trucks towing twenty-four guns were slowly lined up in a neat line, and the artillery regimental guard company boarded the six trucks in the front, middle and rear in a platoon. He Jing solemnly handed over the backup copy of the interview with his name to An Yi, shook hands tightly, and hoped to work together next time.

With the support of Lao Zhuang, Ye Qing came to An Yi with the flash of inspiration she captured: "Xiao Yi, tell you an important decision, after I go back, I will cooperate with He Jing to jointly write a 500,000-word documentary book that praises the great cause of the Northern Expedition of the revolutionary army, and ask the party, government and military veterans to write a preface, the title of the book is called "Model Battalion", and strive to be printed and listed within a month, anyway, the information I have at hand is almost 200,000 words, and then the party headquarters and the general headquarters can check the history and war of the various stages since the Northern Expedition of the model battalion. I use the names of all the heroes in it with real names, cover designs and insert pictures for Lao Zhuang to help me, pick out the photos with the most representative surnames, and tell readers about the fact that the protagonist Colonel Xiao An does not have a girlfriend yet, it must be very popular, haha! ”

An Yi's eyes widened, and he waved his hand again and again: "Grandma, little brother begs you, no matter what, don't write that your little brother doesn't have a girlfriend!" If you write like this, it will be equivalent to ruining the second half of my brother's life! The younger brother already has a girlfriend, and the name will not be told to you for the time being, and you must not ask around and write it in the book, as long as you promise to let the younger brother thank you as much as you want...... Why don't you just write a biography of your little brother and your girlfriend Hongyan and miss it all night, just for the sake of the great cause of the Northern Expedition and can't take care of it for the time being, okay? ”

"Huh...... I see, don't worry, I won't write about your private life. Ye Qing looked at An Yi with a complicated smile: "I really envy that Sister Chu, I can make you miss and love so persistently, I bless you!" ”

An Yi was stunned for a moment, looked at the sourness that flashed in Ye Qing's eyes, and was quite moved: "Sister Qing, as long as I have time, I will contribute to your newspaper, okay?" Or copy the battlefield notes and family letters of the grassroots officers of our Reading Force Regiment to you, or some of the younger brother's thoughts or views on the current situation, society, and the future, all of which are neatly written out and sent to you. Now our military station has slowly built a system, and the transmission of letters is also very fast. ”

Ye Qing happily grabbed An Yi's arm: "God, I begged you for so long last night and you didn't agree, now it's okay, you don't have to regret it!" ”

"Huh? When did you mention this last night? An Yi was a little confused, and he couldn't remember it after thinking about it.

Ye Qingqiao's face suddenly turned red: "Ignore you, bad thing!" Remember, when I go back, I will send you a special press card for our newspaper, and you must shoulder the responsibility of a reporter. You can rest assured, once your manuscript is adopted, the newspaper will pay the remuneration equally, and I and Lao Zhuang and He Jing will help you fight for the second-class remuneration, second only to Hu Shi and other famous artists, it is quite rich, I will help you get the remuneration, and then take it to the restaurant with Sister Qian, hehe! ”

When the departure time came, Ye Qing reluctantly said goodbye and sat in the cab of the truck under An Yi's farewell.

Cai Zhongwat earnestly told the commander of his guard company to absolutely ensure the safety of personnel and goods. Cai Zhongwat turned to his adjutant Cai Peiyuan, solemnly handed over the four letters that An Yi hastily wrote to Commander-in-Chief Jiang, Gong Qian, Jiang Dingwen, and Yin Jinan, and ordered him to lead a convoy to Lao Nanchang to unload the goods, immediately rush to the camp in the west of Nanchang City to load supplies, personally deliver the letters, and return to Lao Nanchang to bring Yin Jinan and the brothers of the Reading Force back safely.

An Yi waved goodbye to Lao Zhuang and He Jing one by one, and finally looked at Ye Qing who stretched out his head and looked back at him quietly with a smile, but he was trying his best to recall in his heart:

Did you really eat tofu at some point last night?

(To be continued)