The distance from Nantai to Beitai is eighty miles, and it took four hours to take a car when I came, but when I went there I sped up, the road was crowded with people and cars, buses, jeeps, mule carts, ox carts, bicycles, tractors, and rickshaw flatbeds, full of people, all going in one direction.

Chen Zikun's headquarters was transferred to a bus, the big flag was still planted in the front of the car, guiding the army eastward, Secretary Peng and the two guards stood on his left and right, they all understood that this time the chief gambled on his political future, not for the promotion of officials and wealth, but for the people to eat, to be able to follow such a chief to do such a vigorous thing, they all felt that even if it was not recovered, it was worth it.

In normal times, people would still think about the way back and self-interest, but in such a magnificent and vast scene, even selfish villains will be moved, let alone revolutionary cadres who have been educated by the party for a long time.

Outside the red flag exhibition, gongs and drums noisy, although it is difficult in these years, but in the propaganda has been sparing no effort, there is no lack of anything, that is, there is no shortage of red flags, the flat car pulls the gong and drum team, the drummer cheeks are round, blowing the march of the People's Liberation Army, the voice of the people is boiling, it is very lively, it is simply a happy march.

The composition of the 100,000 people outside, Chen Zikun knows very well in his heart, ninety percent of them are people who don't know the truth, and their usual life is also muddy.

The rest of them are smart people, they know that this is unreliable, but the law does not blame the public, so they followed, maybe there are also those who fish in troubled waters, ventilate and report the news, but it is not a big problem, because everyone is facing the same problem, that is, one word "hungry!" ”

A hundred miles is not far, but for the old, weak, sick and disabled who have not had enough to eat for a long time, there is no difference between the 25,000-mile Long March, the team is getting longer and longer, and the people who walk in front are young and strong laborers, Chen Zikun organized the party members and the basic militia among them to act as an emergency team, tore dozens of red flags, and wrapped a red cloth around each person's right arm as an identification mark.

The young men rushed to join the emergency team, and the number of them snowballed like a snowball, and there were 5,000 people according to rough statistics! Among them were armed militiamen, and Chen asked Gong Dapeng to pull them out separately and form an armed picket.

When doing these things, Chen Zikun had an inexplicable excitement, at the age of sixty, he should have enjoyed his old age peacefully, but he did not expect to reappear in the rivers and lakes, igniting the fire of revolution, at this moment he deeply understood where the vigorous fighting spirit of those *** people and the spirit of seeing death as home came from, because at this moment his chest is burning with such pride.

Even if it is sacrificed for this, it will not be hesitated.

"If I had embarked on the revolutionary road 20 years earlier, I am afraid that there would have been at least two of the ten marshals with the surname Chen." Chen Zikun's heart fluctuated and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

Unconsciously, the vanguard of the brigade had approached Beitai City, and bayonets had been set up on the roads outside the city, where more than 100 public security personnel were waiting for them.

A mule came quickly, flew off the mule with a small red flag on his back, ran to the bus, and saluted like the People's Liberation Army in the movie: "Report to the chief, there are police officers blocking the road in front." ”

Chen Zikun sat in the bus and said: "Some leaders in the Jiangbei region have been changed, we must resolutely defeat them, whoever dares to stop the revolutionary masses is the enemy of the people and the party!" ”

Raising the spirit, the armed pickets stepped forward, the red tassel guns were densely packed like a grove, hundreds of red flags were waving behind them, on the tractors, the cowhide drums were beating and cheering, and on the flatbed trucks, there were Makqin water-cooled heavy machine guns, of course, it was just a deterrent, and the current situation did not need to move the real guys.

The regional public security department dispatched hundreds of policemen to block the road, many of whom had fought and seen blood, but at this moment they were also frightened, not because the other side was outnumbered, but because these people were peasant brothers and revolutionary comrades-in-arms.

One of the section chiefs who led the team shouted with an iron horn: "Comrades, don't be deceived by the bad guys, there is no food in Beitai." ”

Gong Dapeng shouted: "Nonsense, it's the local committee that is controlled by bad guys!" Governor Chen was sent by Chairman Mao to save us, can his words be false? ”

The section chief persuaded hard: "Comrade, you are too simple, Chen Zikun works in Beijing, how can he go to the countryside, he must be a bad person." ”

Gong Dapeng said: "Fart! I knew him when I was a bare-chested doll, and I can still admit my mistakes, so if you don't believe it, follow me to see it. ”

The section chief was very brave, untied his pistol and followed Gong Dapeng to see the so-called Chen Zikun, and when he got to the bus, he saw that it was really Chen Zikun who was a fake.

He snapped upright: "Good chief!" ”

Chen Zikun said: "Take a break." ”

The section chief involuntarily took a break.

"I went to the countryside to investigate and investigate this time, and I was entrusted by the central government to solve the problem of food for the disaster victims in a practical and feasible way, and the Jiangbei region is not without food, but there is food, and it is not distributed to the people, which is contrary to the spirit of the central government, and does not conform to our party's purpose of serving the people......

Chen Zikun was kind and pleasant, talked eloquently, and waved his hand: "You go back first, tell the comrades for me, don't stand on the opposite side of the people." ”

The section chief saluted again, returned to the bayonet, and calmly told his colleagues that Chen Zikun had indeed come, and that he had organized this operation.

The police looked at each other, the matter was beyond their understanding, and in the face of the surging crowd, they could only choose to stand on the side of the people.

The bayonet was released, the traffic and people rolled in, and the first line of defense of North Thailand was lost.

……

At this moment, he is like Comrade Stalin during the defense of Moscow, and the cadres of the prefectural committee and administrative office are like the people's commissars and marshals and generals of the Soviet Union, sitting solemnly at the conference table, waiting for the decision of the leaders.

Yang Shugen is also among them, he has always regarded himself as Mai Ping's descendant, and he couldn't help but say at this moment: "Secretary Mai, inform the provincial party committee." ”

Mai Ping raised a hand: "If we can't control the situation in Jiangbei and everything has to be solved by the province, then what do we cadres want us cadres to do, my opinion is to solve it by ourselves first, and then report it to the province after pressing it down, deal with what should be handled, and resettle what should be resettled." ”

Yang Shugen said: "But the other party is not idle, he is Chen Zikun." ”

Mai Ping stopped abruptly and turned his head to look at the poplar roots with sharp eyes.

Yang Shugen couldn't help but shiver.

"What is Chen Zikun, I fought with him a long time ago, I didn't fail last time, and I won't do it this time, it's not right, I want to see what he uses to confuse these people." Mai Ping said coldly.

"Ahem." The director of the grain bureau said: "Jiangbei has 20,000 tons of wheat in the national grain stockpile. ”

Mai Ping's heart hung up, could it be that Chen Zikun really dared to encourage the hungry people to grab food? If something happens, he will definitely not be able to keep his black yarn, and he must make a decision.

"Is there any news from the military division?" He asked.

"No reply yet."

"What about the Public Security Department?"

"There are not enough men, and there are not enough weapons." The director of public security was sweating profusely, and at the critical moment, the first power fell off the chain, and he was considered the end of the director.

"Send all the cadres to the front line, what about your guns, are they burning sticks?" Mai Ping was furious.

"Secretary Mai, the guns of the grassroots police are all made in all countries, Wang Ba box has it, there are shell guns, there are also masturbators, bullet calibers are different, 765, 762, 8 mm, 9 mm are available, logistics can't keep up, it's okay to deal with public security, we are not professional in fighting." The Commissioner was aggrieved.

"What kind of equipment is the enemy?" Mai Ping asked impatiently, after being a cadre for a long time, he has become more and more bureaucratic, and he has forgotten the truth that he knows that he is invincible in a hundred battles, and he has not even mastered the opponent's troops and weapons.

Fortunately, the director of public security has done his homework, saying: "According to the current situation, the other side has at least several thousand armed forces, rifles and machine guns, and a large number of cold weapons. ”

In 1958, Chairman Mao called for the establishment of militia divisions, advocating that all the people should be soldiers, and the militia movement was vigorously launched throughout the country, and the young and middle-aged people in the rural areas were eliminated, and the disabled and the poor, regardless of men and women, all joined the militia organizations between the ages of 16 and 60, distributed weapons, and trained strictly, and almost everyone was a combatant.

Nantai County is the hometown of martial arts, the quality of the militia is in the forefront of the whole region, every big contest does not come out of the top three, they are well-equipped, not only have light weapons, but also heavy machine guns and mortars, anti-aircraft machine guns, really want to do it, the public security department is really not one.

Suddenly, Mai Ping's mind flashed, and he came up with a way, there is a militia in South Thailand, but there is no militia in North Thailand, Chenguang Factory and Hongqi Factory have formed militia regiments, with these two regiments as the backbone, forming the North Thai Militia Division, and he still holds the position of division commander.

In addition, when it comes to weapons and equipment, the workers' militia is more powerful than the rural militia, and the Chenguang Factory has anti-aircraft artillery battalions, motorized infantry battalions, and the Red Flag Factory has anti-tank battalions and mortar battalions.

Mai Ping slapped the table: "The militia division urgently assembles!" ”

……

A terrible alarm suddenly sounded in the sky above the Chenguang Machinery Factory, this is a first-level combat alarm, all the workshops stopped production, and the workers walked out of the factory in an orderly manner, received weapons, wore wicker helmets, held five or six half, and gathered in formation, ready to fight.

The militia regiment is under the leadership of the party committee, but the specific command is in the security department, and Chen Bei, as a reserve major and deputy director of the security department, naturally shoulders the command task, he wears a five-four pistol on his waist, wears work clothes and a helmet and stands in front of the queue, his majestic gaze sweeps over the militiamen, the rows of bayonets are shining, and the eyes are loyal and firm.

"Comrades!" Chen Bei roared.

Countless heels came together, making a sound of brushing in unison.

"There's an urgent mission in the city, it's our turn! Do you have the confidence to win this battle? ”

"Yes!"

"I didn't hear you."

"Yes!!"

"Louder."

"There is !!"

"Very good, listen to my command, all of them, turn right, walk in unison, board the car!"

The motorized infantry battalion of the Chenguang Factory is not blown, and the Jiefang brand trucks that pull goods in the factory are half pulling anti-aircraft artillery and half pulling soldiers, and their mobility is stronger than that of the local garrison.

The militiamen boarded the car and sat down neatly, Chen Bei was about to board the command jeep, when suddenly the heroic Ma Chunhua appeared, she was also wearing an armed belt, carrying a pistol, and shouted from afar: "Wait for me." ”