Rural Jiangbei. The sky was high and the fields were wide, and a group of farmers were hoeing grass in the fields, when suddenly one of them stood up straight, listened to the movement in the sky, and said, "Japanese planes." ”

The war has entered its fifth year, and even the peasants in the most remote villages know about the existence of airplanes, know that this thing can fly thousands of miles in the sky in one breath, and can drop bombs and blow up the walls of houses.

With the roar of the dull engine, two planes flew from the west, white umbrella flowers bloomed in the sky, and the peasants held their hoes to look at the western scenery, until they saw the man fall to the ground, and then put down the hoe, pulled the old sleeve off his back, pushed the bullet with a bang, and copied it over.

The parachute pilot untied the parachute rope and shouted in an authentic South Thai dialect: "Fellow, don't shoot, your own people." ”

"It turned out to be a pilot of the national army." Several peasants lowered their guns, and when they looked over, this person was somewhat familiar, tall, and dignified, and one of the peasants recognized him: "Ouch, it's Chen Dashuai, your old man." ”

"yes, I'm back again." Chen Zikun smiled heartily, gave the white silk parachute to the three peasants, and said that he should take it back to make clothes for the baby, and the peasants couldn't help but be overjoyed, went home and set up a car, and escorted Commander-in-Chief Chen to the nearby station of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army.

After Chen Zikun drove to Jiangbei, all the officers and men of the National Salvation Army were in high spirits, after their commander-in-chief Chen Qilin led his troops to attack the Eighth Route Army, and was made of dumplings, losing thousands of men and horses, and even the commander-in-chief was captured, and morale fell to the bottom.

At the military meeting, Gai Longquan and Chen Shou reported the situation to Chen Zikun at that time, Chen Qilin was new to the city, dictatorial and dictatorial, and wanted to squeeze the Eighth Route Army out of Jiangbei.

"Why don't you persuade him?" Chan said.

"There's no way to persuade him, he has Shang Fang's sword." Gai Longquan sighed.

"What Shang Fang Sword?"

"The handwritten decree of the commissioner, secretly ordering him to go all out to suppress the Communists, whoever dares not to listen, will be engaged in military law."

Chen Zikun nodded: "Qilin has been resting in the rear for a long time, I don't know the situation in front of me, I don't know what to do, it's okay, contact Wu Changqing for me, I will meet him." ”

Gai Longquan said: "Don't panic, I'll give you the wind and dust first." ”

The camp held a banquet for Commander-in-Chief Chen, and when the wine had passed three rounds, the messenger of the Eighth Route Army arrived and sent Wu Changqing's handwritten letter, saying that he would meet Chen Zikun at Kushuijing in three days.

Everyone was shocked, the commander-in-chief had just arrived, why did the Eighth Route Army get the letter, this is too fast, no wonder the battle was defeated, it was a traitor.

Chen Zikun wrote a reply letter for the messenger to take away, convened a meeting of important cadres, and Chen Shou, Gai Longquan, two generals, as well as Shuangxi and Liu Xiaoyong, these backbones were present.

Chen Zikun said: "Everyone, there may be spies from the Eighth Route Army in the team, and they will all have a good eye and pay attention to it in the future. ”

Everyone looked at each other and nodded worriedly.

Liu Xiaoyong's eyes were frank and silent.

……

Three days later, outside the bitter water well, colorful flags were unfurled, the spring breeze was blowing, the commander of the Daqingshan Detachment of the Eighth Route Army personally greeted Chen Zikun at the entrance of the village, the two sides had just fought a tough battle, and naturally there was a tense atmosphere.

Wu Changqing was wearing a homespun military uniform, wanted to tie a cow belt, hung a small Browning pistol, and stretched out his big hand: "Commander-in-Chief Chen, please." ”

Chen Zikun said with a smile: "Captain of the Wu Detachment, the title is wrong, I am not the commander-in-chief, just a retired soldier, I am here to see an old friend today, there is no need to put on such a big battle." ”

Wu Changqing said: "The Jiangbei Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army was established by Your Excellency, and our Eighth Route Army only recognizes Commander-in-Chief Chen, but we don't recognize the appointment of Chongqing. ”

Chen Zikun nodded, and could vaguely guess what medicine was sold in Wu Changqing's gourd.

Entering the village, the special agent company of the Eighth Route Army on the threshing floor lined up neatly to be reviewed, a grass-green military uniform, leggings, carrying a bayonet shining 38 cover, and carrying four wooden-handled grenades in his waist, energetic and well-equipped, which was very different from the image of the flower child who had just come to Jiangbei.

Standing at the head of the team was Zhao Ziming, who ran forward and saluted: "Detachment leader, the troops have been assembled, please review." ”

Wu Changqing replied casually: "Take a break." ”

Chen Zikun couldn't help but be angry, the Eighth Route Army started from scratch, from childhood to adulthood, the year before last it was still a poor ghost who picked up bullet casings everywhere, and now the soldiers are strong and strong, and they can already compete with their own troops, not counting Zhao Ziming's abduction, and capturing Chen Qilin, it is simply unbearable.

"Captain of the martial arts detachment, the rapid development of your army is amazing." Chen Zikun said coldly.

Wu Changqing smiled calmly: "The team is developed and strengthened in battle, if you don't fight, there will be no development, if you don't believe it, you can look at the so-called anti-Japanese teams in the south of the Yangtze River, guerrilla guerrillas, guerrillas but not fighting, only caring about bullying the common people, and engaging in friction with friendly troops. ”

Chen Zikun said: "The words are beautiful, I thought that when I was in Nantai City, I could destroy you with one word, but I was too soft-hearted, and as a result, I raised tigers and harmed our Anti-Japanese Salvation Army." ”

Wu Changqing said: "Commander-in-Chief Chen and our department originally divided the land and ruled, leaving us room to live, our department has always been grateful, but at the beginning of the year Chen Qilin took office as the commander of your department, deliberately sabotaged peaceful coexistence, launched many provocations, our department in order to take into account the overall situation, in line with the principle of retreat and retreat do not fight back, but Chen Qilin thought that this is a sign of our weakness, more unscrupulous attack, our department can not bear it, rise up to fight back, this has caused the current situation, may I ask the commander-in-chief, if you face this kind of attack, How will it be handled? ”

Chen Zikun saw that he was polite and courteous, and it was not easy to have a seizure, so he could only say: "Then how are you going to send Chen Qilin down?" ”

Wu Changqing said: "I heard that General Chen Qilin is the old friend of the commander-in-chief, we look at your face, naturally we will not be embarrassed for him and the brothers, who have been eating and drinking well, but we don't dare to let it go easily, otherwise let the tiger return to the mountain, we will have a sad life in the future, and now that the commander-in-chief is back, we will naturally let them go back, come to people." ”

"Yes!" Zhao Ziming replied loudly.

"Invite your friends out." Wu Changqing said lightly.

The soldiers of the special service company escorted a group of prisoners from the village, including several hundred people, all wearing the uniforms of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, all of them looking dejected, but their faces were still good, and they did not seem to be hungry.

Chen Qilin walked in the front of the team, with a star on his collar, and his style and discipline were tightly buttoned, and he still maintained the demeanor of a Whampoa student.

The captives were lining up in the sound of the secret service company's password, lined up in five teams, silent, and Chen Qilin knelt down: "Big brother, I'm sorry for you." ”

Chen Zikun said: "I'll talk about it when I go back, thank you, captain of the martial arts team." ”

"Wait."

"Oh, the captain of the martial arts detachment still has some advice?"

"Please check your weapons and ammunition."

Wu Changqing waved his hand again, and the spy company brought up hundreds of captured rifles, dozens of light and heavy machine guns, grenadier canisters, mortars, and dozens of boxes of unopened ammunition.

"These are all captured weapons and ammunition, and now they are returned as they are, and I hope that your unit, under the leadership of Commander-in-Chief Chen, will only fight the Japanese invaders, not engage in friction, and cooperate with the Kuomintang and the Communist Party to jointly resist Japan." Wu Changqing said sincerely.

Chen Zikun nodded: "I will." ”

"Then there will be a date later." Wu Changqing turned over his horse and galloped away, and the special service company of the Eighth Route Army also left in line, completely evacuating the territory of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army occupied after the friction.

The Eighth Route Army did this, so that everyone couldn't get out of their temper, the old people of the Anti-Japanese Salvation Army are all people in the rivers and lakes, and they pay the most attention to a righteous word, Wu Changqing convinces people with morality, there is no place to pick things up, and everyone has to accept if they are not convinced.

Back at the station, Chan asked Chan what he had done during his captivity.

Chen Qilin said: "Eating and sleeping, political study, the Eighth Road gives us lectures in different classes, a class from a tenant, a class from a bandit, and a class from an officer, all of which are class divisions. ”

"What's the catch?"

"Yes, the ability to demagogue is too great, more than 2,000 people have been captured, more than half of them have followed the Eighth Road, and only 600 people are willing to come back, and our party has always been inferior to them in political and ideological work."

Chen Zikun said: "I understand, even if these 600 people come back, it is estimated that there is sand in them, and if our army has any actions in the future, I am afraid that it will not be able to hide the Eighth Road." ”

Chen Qilin said: "We must strictly investigate, one by one, we must dig out the nails that have been buried, otherwise even if we beat the Japanese away in the future, we will not be able to live our lives." ”

Chen Zikun smiled bitterly: "Do you think it's useful?" ”

Chen Qilin was still nominally the commander-in-chief of the Jiangbei Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army, but in fact the power was in the hands of Chen Zikun, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party were at peace, and the Japanese were nested in the cities of North and South Thailand, easily not leaving the city, and the three parties coexisted peacefully and waited for the end of the war.

Fortunately, Chen Zikun brought a radio and could listen to the news of the Central News Agency, the war in Southeast Asia was tight, and the Chinese expeditionary force had entered Burma and fought fiercely with the Japanese army outside the country, this was the first time that the Chinese army had gone abroad to use troops since the First Sino-Japanese War, and it was fighting side by side with the British and American troops, which was of great significance, and it was a pity that I could not personally participate.

One night in mid-April, while Chen was sleeping, he suddenly heard a low roar of engines, which should be the sound of a heavy bomber, and he was so startled that he got up and rushed into the yard, and saw a twin-engine bomber flying low in the moonlight, as if it was about to brush the treetops.

The wings of the bomber were painted not with the Japanese sunburst emblem, nor with the blue sky and white sun, but with the red heart and white star of the US Army Air Corps.