Secretly Liu Liangjun smiled faintly, he did not continue to talk about this topic, T: His statement is right, this time I went back to Shanghai to see a comrade from Chongqing, this comrade named Chi Jinming is a middle-level cadre of the Southwest Development Team, this time he came to Shanghai to assist the retreat of the factories in the Songhu area, he knows the situation in Sichuan very well, especially the situation in Chongqing, he got all the information about the Sichuan army from him, but he was just curious, he didn't want to go to Chongqing, he planned to go to Yan'an with his classmates, However, the higher authorities did not approve it, and asked him to continue to mobilize the masses in Shanghai to propagate our party's ideas. Full/Ben\Small/Say\Net

These two topics can't be talked about, Liu Liangjun has no intention of talking about it anymore, the three of them casually talk about the situation of the school, Lin Yueying and Zeng Peiqin are from the same school, but Liu Liangjun is from Fudan, but there are so many universities in Shanghai, they are not unfamiliar with each other, and all topics are similar.

However, it didn't take long for Dr. Wu to find them and ask them to send today's wounded to the hospital in the rear, which was the time to send the wounded, and the Japanese air force did not show up during the day today, which was not a very good signal, and with the activity of the Japanese plane, the chance of coming out at night was too great.

Seven or eight trucks full of wounded people drove out of the ambulance station, and the cars moved together, Lin Yueying felt like she was riding on a boat in a strong wind, undulating on the bumpy road, several seriously injured people couldn't help but moan, Lin Yueying carefully grabbed the side of the car, moved to the front of the car step by step, and knocked on the roof of the cab.

"Slow down! The wounded can't stand it! Slow down! ”

A second lieutenant officer came out of the co-pilot's seat, and the second lieutenant was originally full of anger, but when he saw that Lin Yueying, who was knocking on the top, was more angry than him, he restrained his anger a little.

"Now that the opportunity is not here, let's hurry up."

"This is to send the wounded, do you take them to the hospital or to the crematorium! Look. Lin Yueying was very angry, she was already a little angry.

The second lieutenant looked into the carriage and shrank back, the speed of the car slowed down suddenly, and the driver honked the horn to reduce the speed of the car in front of him. A convoy of seven or eight trucks, their lights piercing the darkness, drove along the rough road, flanked by men who were delivering supplies to the front one after another, and occasionally by the right and wrong trucks, all loaded with ammunition. Looking at this somewhat congested road, everyone began to worry about the Japanese machine again, and they looked nervously at the sky from time to time, concentrating their ears to listen to the humming sound from the sky.

Lin Yueying didn't pay so much attention to the movements in the sky, she was more worried about the few seriously injured people in the car, the bump just now didn't know if their wounds would rupture, she squatted in front of them, let the lightly injured next to her hold a lantern, fortunately, only one wounded person's wound was oozing blood slightly, she let out a long breath, whispered to the wounded, everything was fine, and then blew out the horse lamp, and the car continued to move forward in loneliness.

"Airplanes, devils' planes." A wounded man on crutches suddenly shouted, Lin Yueying listened attentively, and sure enough, there was a low humming sound in the air.

"Smack. Smack. "Three gunshots. The lights on the convoy floor went out all at once. Only boundless darkness remains. The buzz is getting closer. The car moved slowly forward in the dark. The driver has been driving on this road for almost two months. On this road, the ditches and ditches are all clear.

"Pounce". The Japanese machine dropped a flare. Instantly. It was as if a dazzling sun was rising in the sky. Shine light on the earth. Both sides are well aware. This road is the road to Luodiandi. The squadron is mainly replenished through this entry to Luodian. Japanese planes visit this road several times a day. The road is littered with the wreckage of a bombed-out truck.

The driver took advantage of the light of the flares. Run at full speed. The bumps on the car were even greater. But no one complained. Locals on both sides of the road heard gunshots. It has long been scattered. The road suddenly became empty.

"Boom" the first bombs dropped by the Japanese planes and exploded all around. The driver still didn't stop. Continue to run forward by the light of the explosion. The bombs kept exploding. The roar of the planes was louder. Apparently, the Japanese machine lowered the altitude. They're also looking.

"Where's our plane?" Someone in the dark began to complain.

"Didn't they say they always won battles? This will hide from the crotch of that! "Some of the wounded are starting to get anxious. The mouth became a little unclean.

Lin Yueying was a little nervous, she was very angry in her heart, public international law protects the wounded, these Japanese are extremely vicious, completely ignoring any public international law, without any humanity.

"Life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky; Brother, the Air Force brothers did a good job, haven't you seen that the devil's planes have made fewer sorties in the past two days? "It was a bearded veteran leaning against the back of the car, who had three wounds, a stab in the shoulder, a shrapnel cut in his thigh, and a bandage on his head, who was looking up at the night sky in boredom, as if looking for a plane in the sky.

Lin Yueying's heart moved, it is true that the number of devil planes has been much less in the past two days, in the past, there were constant planes in the sky, but in the past few days, hundreds of planes were mixed together every day, and who won and who lost, they could only know from the battle report afterwards. This veteran's words make sense, if the devil hadn't suffered a big loss, how could he have made fewer sorties.

After all, a veteran is a veteran, and his judgment is very accurate. Since the Chinese Air Force blew up the Japanese air base on Ma'an Island, the Japanese naval air force sent a group to retaliate, the two sides at the end of September, in the skies over Songhu opened a large-scale decisive battle, a large-scale air battle of hundreds of planes broke out in a row, the Chinese Air Force gave up North China, all the planes were concentrated in Songhu, and finally the Chinese Air Force lost 37 planes, while the Japanese army paid the price of 83 planes, in this contest, the Japanese Air Force injured its wrist and was forced to change the daytime bombing to night bombing, This shows that the Japanese army lost air supremacy on the Songhu front, and the two sides were tied in the sky.

"Here comes another batch."

There was another faint buzz in the sky, "It seems that the sound of P40|" has become familiar.

Sure enough, the bombs falling from the sky became scattered, the hum at low altitude became smaller, and there began to be a chase in the sky, and from time to time there were light bombs flashing, and gradually the sky was clear, and the car turned on its lights and ran forward.

After arriving at the field hospital and handing over the wounded to the doctors in the hospital, Lin Yueying finally breathed a sigh of relief, in addition to sending the wounded, another task of this trip was to receive medicine and equipment. Liu Liangjun and Zeng Peiqin went to the logistics office with her to receive supplies.

"Comrade Huang," before he arrived at the logistics office, Liu Liangjun suddenly found a familiar figure, and shouted excitedly, the figure didn't seem to hear it, and continued to talk to the two people next to him.

"Mr. Huang Mingcheng." Liu Liangjun shouted again with a loud voice, and the man turned around and looked over with some surprise.

Liu Liangjun ran over very excitedly, Lin Yueying and Zeng Peiqinren

Quickening their pace and following them, they wanted to see what kind of person Liu Liangjun was so excited about.

When she got closer, Lin Yueying was surprised to find that the person who was talking to Mr. Huang had actually met in Hongkou, the Mei Youlan who made Song Xi and Wang Jingjiu a little unwilling to provoke and "make a name" for her.

"Oh, it's you," Mr. Huang obviously remembered Liu Liangjun: "By the way, you are in the front line of Luodian, Miss Mei, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Liu, a hot-blooded young man in Shanghai, a pioneer in the front line." After speaking, he looked at Lin Yueying and asked, "These two are..." ”

"This is Miss Lin Yueying, and this is Miss Zeng Peiqin." Mei Youlan took Mr. Huang's words with a smile: "Don't look at them as women, they still go to the front line to save the wounded, no worse than you men, alas, you ** people are also patriarchal." ”

"Battlefield Rose, it's you." Mr. Huang stretched out his hand enthusiastically, and Lin Yueying held his hand a little embarrassed: "Reporter Mei wrote nonsense, what kind of battlefield rose am I, those soldiers on the front line are much braver than me." ”

"That's different, that's different." Mr. Huang let go of his hand with a smile, and then turned to Mei Youlan: "Miss Mei, we have equality between men and women, but the division of labor is different, female comrades generally do not go directly to the battlefield, and are mainly engaged in mobilizing the masses and organizing and supporting the front line. Comrade Huang's face was not very clear under the light, Lin Yueying only felt that this person was a little cold in his elegance, although he had a smile, but the scene was by no means as harmonious as she imagined, she guessed whether this Mr. Huang also had the same headache as Song Xi and them for this Mei Youlan.

"Miss Mei, in fact, your eldest brother and I are old acquaintances, and I also know his wife Liu Yinshu, we fought together in Zhangmutou back then, and wiped out Chen Jiongming's regiment, when he had just left school." Mr. Huang smiled and said to Mei Youlan that he didn't talk to Liu Liangjun for the time being, but just gave him an unobtrusive look.

"Really?" Mei Youlan's expression was a little puzzled, as if Mr. Huang was messing around: "Why haven't I heard him mention you." ”

"Hehe, I'm a Communist C, and I have such a friend, I'm afraid your big brother doesn't want to mention it." Mr. Huang smiled and said, "You go back and tell him, Huang Mingcheng will bring it to him, you see what he says." ”

This Mr. Huang is Huang Mingcheng in Guangzhou, he went to Shanghai during the Northern Expedition, participated in the third armed uprising led by Zhou Elai, April 12, he was lucky to escape, and later participated in the August 1 Nanchang Uprising, the troops were scattered on the way south, he fled to Hong Kong with a dozen people, in Hong Kong their opinions were different, only six people were willing to go with him to Shanghai to find the party. He and six comrades went to Shanghai with great difficulty, and wandered in Shanghai for half a month, during the day, half of them went to the dock to carry sandbags, and the others went separately to look for the party, so that after four months, two more people left in despair, and the rest persevered and found an organization. In 1930, he went to the Central Soviet District and later participated in the Long March with the troops.

After the Kuomintang and the Communist Party reached a cooperation agreement, the Communist Party of China quickly opened an office of the Eighth Route Army in Shanghai, with cadre General Li Kenong as the director, and Huang Mingcheng's public identity was the head of the external liaison section of the office.

"Look at people in the crack of the door, my eldest brother never conceals that he has a friend of the Communist C, that Jiang Xianyun, is the Communist C, he was killed by your own people, and he also publicly wrote a eulogy for him in the newspaper, Yang Zihui is almost here, my eldest brother is probably going to go out of Sichuan, forget it, don't talk about him, let's talk about you." Mei Youlan shook her head and blinked a little slyly: "You haven't told me what specific support your Communist Party has for the Shanghai War of Resistance." ”

"The National War of Resistance is a whole, our Eighth Route Army has limited strength, and we cannot directly participate in the Songhu War of Resistance, but our army will participate in the war in Shanxi, and the victory of Pingxingguan is the greatest support for the Songhu battlefield." Huang Mingcheng said calmly that he came to the logistics office today to receive supplies for the office, but he didn't expect to meet Mei Youlan and was immediately entangled by her.

The victory of Pingxingguan was an ambush battle commanded by ** on the Great Wall a few days ago, and this battle eliminated three Japanese transport teams, annihilating more than 600 Japanese troops in total, and more than 4,000 people were publicized to the outside world.

However, this battle was severely criticized by the central authorities, and Mao Zdong telegraphed to the whole army to completely shift from mobile warfare to mountain guerrilla warfare, to eliminate the operational thinking of large corps in the civil war, to resolutely implement the spirit of the Luochuan Conference, and to practice independent mountain guerrilla warfare.

However, these are internal party secrets and cannot be told to the outside world.

"What do you think about the prospects for the counterpart campaign? I heard that your army is operating behind enemy lines. "Mei Youlan's question is very direct and acute. After the Japanese Itagaki Division broke through the Yanmen Pass, it launched an attack on the mouth, and the second theater used the 196th Brigade to block the attack in Yuanping, which was a tragic blocking battle, and the 196th Brigade fought a bloody battle for six days, and more than 5,000 people under the brigade commander Jiang Yuzhen did not survive, and their sacrifice won time for the mouth to prepare.

"You have two questions," Huang Mingcheng reminded Mei Youlan with a little "dissatisfaction": "The second theater has concentrated superior forces to fight the Japanese army in the mouth, as for the prospects, I think the key to whether the mouth can be held is in the Niangzi Pass." As for our army, what our army is best at is guerrilla warfare, and Commander Yan gives full play to the strengths of our army, and then we go to the enemy's rear guerrilla attacks and wait for an opportunity to cut off the enemy's supply lines. Alas, by the way, during the Great Wall War of Resistance, didn't the Cultural Revolution also adopt this tactic, so that the Eighth Division was surrounded and forced the Japanese to sign an armistice agreement? ”

Zhuang Jihua was involved again, but Mei Youlan did not take the topic, but said self-deprecatingly: "I don't dare to evaluate tactics, you are all professionals, what to do is your business, we only look at the results." ”

"The war of resistance is not just our problem."

"Didn't you say that the division of labor is different?" Mei Youlan said seriously: "We are responsible for logistics and publicity; You are in charge of the war, and if you are going to lose the battle, you should naturally be looking for you. ”

Lin Yueying and Zeng Peiqin laughed out loud almost at the same time, Mei Youlan behind you is not referring to the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party, but to men, she skillfully used Huang Mingcheng's sword to stab his shield.

"Hehe," Huang Mingcheng also laughed: "Okay, you Miss Mei, you are worthy of Zhuang Jihua's little sister, just like him." ”

"How dare you, how dare you, my little sister just learned a little bit of skin." There was a slight smug in Mei Youlan's tone.

It seems that Mei Youlan's interview is over, a few people slowly walked inside, Liu Liangjun talked with Huang Mingcheng while walking, and occasionally Zeng Peiqin also interjected a few words, mainly to ask about the situation in Yan'an, and Huang Mingcheng was very enthusiastic to introduce to them; However, he noticed that Lin Yueying rarely asked anything, and she only occasionally talked to Mei Youlan for a few words.

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