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Chapter 1103 hurts to the heart

Bengbu Airport is a military airfield that was built only last year, and from its inauguration to the present, all the planes that have taken off and landed have not taken off as much as this day, and more than 30 large and small transport planes of the four aviation regiments of the Southwest Air Force Command and six cargo planes of the Southwest Airlines have come and gone; usually one plane has just finished unloading and has not been able to take off, and the other two planes have descended and sailed into the tarmac. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

On the morning of the next day, the sun was still shining, and the great floods in the Huanghuai and Yangtze River valleys had not subsided, and in front of the two-story terminal building of Bengbu Airport, all kinds of materials were piling up more and more, and the garrison of a battalion and the officers and men of Anjia who arrived in droves, sweating and loading all kinds of materials onto more than a dozen cars of various types.

When the 100-member medical team of An Jiajun arrived yesterday evening, the doctors and nurses did not want to eat a bite of food, so they immediately boarded the waiting car and drove to Wanglou Village, 18 kilometers to the east, and then transferred to a steamboat to rush to the flooded disaster area.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, two heavily guarded convoys drove into Bengbu Airport within 10 minutes, Jiangsu Provincial Chairman Chen Guofu and Anhui Provincial Chairman Liu Zhenhua led the Minister of Civil Affairs, the Director of Communications, the Minister of Finance and other attachés, and rushed to the air.

About a quarter of an hour later, three large new-style transport planes landed on the runway of the airport, and the first plane to land did not stop until it was in front of the terminal.

The cabin door slowly opened, and the automatic spiral ladder was lowered, and several lieutenants quickly got out of the spiral ladder and stood on both sides of the spiral ladder. An Yi's familiar figure appeared at the door of the cabin, and with the support of two guards, he stepped off the plane step by step, followed by Yang Bin, commander of the garrison of the Anjia Army, Ye Cheng, chief of staff, Lu Guang, commander of Jiangfang, Wu Liheng, commander of Yichang Joint Logistics, Chang Baofang, deputy superintendent of the Xufu Military Station, Xia Jian, commander of the 26th Army, Li Fuqiang, chief instructor of the non-commissioned officer school, and Ding Zhicheng, director of the South Sichuan Police Bureau. Such a strong lineup scared Chen Guofu and others.

Chen Guofu strode up to meet him, held An Yi's outstretched hand, and saw at a glance that An Yi was wrong: "Xiao Yi, what's wrong with you?" With such an ugly complexion, is it sick? ”

"Yes, Mr. Lao, I'm fine, but I have a little fever, I took a few injections of penicillin yesterday and before I came today, and I took special cold medicine, I believe it will get better soon." Sir, on behalf of all the officers and men of our army, An Yi would like to thank you, without your strong support, our disaster relief personnel really don't know what to do. An Yi sincerely thanked.

Chen Guofu shook his head again and again: "Xiao Yi, don't say that, I, the chairman of the province, am very ashamed, now that the whole territory of Jiangsu has been affected by a large scale, I am almost exhausted...... Okay, let's not talk about this for now, come on, come on, Brother Xueya, you know, say hello. ”

An Yi hurriedly saluted Liu Zhenhua, the governor of Anhui Province, who was wearing a lieutenant general's uniform: "Thank you seniors for your help, if it weren't for the four steamboats urgently allocated by the seniors, more than 6,000 Wuhe villagers who were besieged in a vast ocean, I don't know if they would be dead or alive!" An Yi was ashamed, he rushed over at this time, and he couldn't live with the villagers in Wuhe, and he couldn't live with the fathers and villagers in the disaster area. ”

"The general's words are serious, his words are serious! The large-scale natural disasters that spread throughout the seven provinces of the country are not something that can be resisted by manpower. ”

Fifty-two-year-old Liu Zhenhua comforted repeatedly. This early years to participate in the League, the Xinhai Revolution participated in the anti-Qing war, and later served as the Shaanxi Zhensong Army Co-Commander and Western Henan Observer and Commander-in-Chief of the Western Henan Bandits, the second revolution in favor of Yuan anti-Sun, *** in the war to join the Anhui Province as the governor of Shaanxi Province, and later lost power in the Anhui War, put into Feng Yuxiang's command, and then resolutely chose to join the Chiang Kai-shek camp before the Central Plains War, his legendary experience is enough to write a book. As a general in the Northwest Army, Liu Zhenhua and An Yi do not have much contact, strictly speaking, Liu Zhenhua is still a member of the Department of Political Science, but he has a very good relationship with the Chen brothers, and has always admired An Yi's conduct.

According to the report of the magistrate of Wuhe County, more than 50,000 victims in more than 20 villages in the four towns of Gupei have all been out of danger, and the people of the two towns of Gupei and Ziyang, which are the most seriously affected, have been transported to the higher ground of Fushan Village for temporary resettlement, and the medical personnel arrived there last night, and all kinds of disaster relief materials are being continuously transported over, and finally asked An Yi what he wanted? How do I arrange a trip to inspect the disaster?

An Yi held Liu Zhenhua's hand tightly, thanked him loudly, and then pointed to the sky, and said Wait, there are still a few people who will arrive soon, all of them are the old brothers who owed the Wuhe fathers and villagers deep affection, but unfortunately due to the conditions, many old brothers who ate the food of the villagers in the towns of Wuhe and experienced the Battle of Wuhe with the unconditional support of the villagers could not come, such as Yin Jinan, who was studying in Germany.

Liu Zhenhua and Chen Guofu glanced at each other, sighed slightly, and the officials behind the two were also embarrassed, everyone was very familiar with the Wuhe Campaign that shocked the whole country in the Northern Expedition - at the turn of the spring and summer of 27 years, An Yi led the *** division, outnumbered the enemy, and won successive battles, and finally created the Wuhe Campaign and the Lingsi victory on the way to the Northern Expedition, which was achieved with the full support of thousands of people in the Wuhe area. After the war, Uncle Maogen, who guarded the tomb of more than 1,800 martyrs of the Anjia Army in the martyrs' cemetery at the mouth of the Tonghe River, was reported by the Central Daily and major newspapers across the country, and it was a sensation throughout the country at that time, and it has been a model of "military and civilian fish and water" vigorously promoted by the central government and the central government for several years.

Chen Guofu asked An Yi to take a rest in the room, An Yi shook his head slightly, insisted on standing and waiting, Yang Bin and other generals also said that they should arrive soon.

While talking, a sprayed camouflage Junkers JU52 three-engine military transport plane appeared in the sky, under the command of the navigator's flag, slowly landed, and drove to more than 20 meters in front of everyone before stopping, the tiger general Gu Changfeng, who was dressed in a lieutenant general's uniform, jumped off the plane first, followed by Hu Jialin, commander of the 17th Army, Huang Yingwu, director of the first division, Lu Xiong, deputy commander of the first division, and other six generals.

When Gu Changfeng saw An Yi, he called out from afar: "Boss, why didn't you notify me earlier?" Walked in too much hurry and didn't bring anything with ......"

An Yi sighed sadly and apologized to Gu Changfeng, Hu Jialin and other brothers who hugged him: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it at first...... It's me who is not good, I have no heart and lungs, and I don't take the Wuhe folks to heart. ”

"Tiger head, what nonsense are you kidding? I heard that after the commander returned to Syria, he slept no more than five hours a day, and he was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground...... Do you remember? ”

Huang Yingwu saw An Yi's extremely guilty look, he couldn't help but have a sour nose, scolded Gu Changfeng loudly, and then stepped forward to support An Yi, who was shaking slightly: "Ah, commander, why is it so hot?" Feeling unwell? ”

Gu Changfeng hurriedly stepped forward and asked An Yi about his condition with concern, Hu Jialin, Lu Xiong and others were also worried, but An Yi waved his hand: "I'm fine, you don't care about me, my little illness is a big deal compared to the suffering of the villagers!" I've seen General Guofu and Senior Liu, so let's go right away. ”

Hearing An Yi say this, the generals hurriedly stepped forward to meet Chen Guofu and Liu Zhenhua and their entourage, and looked at An Yi on the side, without stopping for a while.

An Yi stepped forward and said gratefully to Chen Guofu and Liu Zhenhua: "We want to go to Fushan Village to visit the villagers first, and when we come back, An Yi will definitely visit the two to thank them, and by the way, talk about the disaster relief work in Jiangsu and Anhui provinces, I don't know what the two of you think?" ”

Chen Guofu and Liu Zhenhua were overjoyed, and unanimously expressed their approval, and immediately ordered the relevant officials behind them to prepare a convoy, contact the front fleet, and make every effort to ensure the inspection work of the generals and commanders of the An Jiajun in the disaster area.

Seeing An Yi's body trembling, his handsome face burned red, and he still insisted on going to the disaster area, Chen Guofu suddenly said that he wanted to walk with An Yi. Liu Zhenhua thought about it, simply took over the transfer and administrative arrangements, and stayed here to personally supervise the delivery of disaster relief materials.

At this moment, Chen Guofu and Liu Zhenhua and the officials behind them are very excited and grateful, what they are waiting for is An Yi's willingness to intervene in disaster relief, as long as An Yi's promise, the huge difficulties of the two provinces will be solved, and they no longer need to beg their grandfather to worship their grandmother jumping up and down.

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At 1:40 p.m., Fushan Village, Tonghekou.

On the high ground around the village, more than 200 military tents have been neatly erected, and in the marching pots on a row of large stoves placed in the open space, meat porridge is boiling, and groups of medical personnel wearing white coats and soft military hats are constantly wandering among the victims.

Under a big tree on the edge of the resettlement area, more than a dozen children sat on small square benches and let the officers and soldiers of the Anjia family and nurses cut off all their hair.

The soldiers of the special detachment, who were standing on duty on the high ground, saw three medium-sized steamboats coming from the south, hurriedly took a closer look with binoculars, and soon excitedly shouted to the brothers who were resting below:

"The Commander is here! Almost all the headquarters chiefs are here—"

The villagers below heard the names of Commander An and Commander Hu on the top of the slope, and immediately knew that it was the generals of the An Jiajun who came to visit everyone, and shouted under the excitement, and soon spread throughout the entire resettlement area, and the whole village boiled.

The steamboat slowed down and slowly approached the improvised dock temporarily built with logs and door panels, Ouyang Jian led more than a dozen brothers to line up neatly and salute respectfully, and Li Meisheng, the director of the General Hospital, led more than a dozen medical team leaders to hurry up and salute Qi and report loudly to An Yi on the situation of the victims and the treatment work.

Li Meisheng didn't finish speaking, thousands of fathers and villagers rushed behind him, and the villagers saw the familiar generals such as An Yi, Hu Jialin, Huang Yingwu, Chang Baofang, etc., and couldn't help but burst into tears. They finally understood the deep affection between An Jiajun and the people of Wuhe, and truly experienced what it means to be in love with fish and water.

After a long time, An Yi, who had walked half a circle, supported a middle-aged man and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Maolin, where is my Uncle Maogen?" How is he? ”

Uncle Mao Lin, who was full of snot and tears, took An Yi's hand and came to the water's edge, until the martyrs' cemetery in Wang Yangze Country to the east: "He is there, more than 100 elders in our town are there, general, that is a blessed land!" The water could not be washed away and drowned, you see, the trees were still so dense, no matter how hungry they were, they didn't let them peel off a piece of bark to fill their stomachs, and every tombstone stood steadily. ”

An Yi's throat couldn't stop squirming, he looked at the cemetery for a long time, turned around and ordered Wu Liheng: "Old Wu, my brothers and I will go over first, and you will bring some wine and canned food later." ”

"Yes."

A group of more than 30 generals quickly jumped on the steamboat, and the boatmen drove the boat to the cemetery with trepidation.

Uncle Mao Gen and a group of old people in the grass house of the cemetery were talking to the doctors of the medical team, when they heard the sound of the motor, they quickly turned their heads to look over, and the young nurse had good eyes, and at a glance saw An Yi, Hu Jialin, Yang Bin, Gu Changfeng and other chiefs standing on the bow of the boat, and shouted loudly with excitement:

"Commander An is here, Chief Hu, Chief Yang, and Chief Gu are all here......

Uncle Maogen was stunned for a moment, suddenly got up from the mat, looked at the boat that was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but walk to the water's edge.

"General An! I know that you will not forget us, when everyone is desperate, I always say, you An Yi will definitely come, An Jiajun will definitely come, I am not wrong! ”

The steamboat couldn't cross the shallow water sludge to land, and An Yi, who was grieved and guilty, jumped off the bow of the boat, continued to walk in the sewage, climbed ashore with his hands and feet, rushed up and hugged Uncle Maogen, and cried bitterly:

"Uncle Maogen, the juniors can't stand you! An Jiajun can't stand you and the villagers...... I have been angry with the central government, and before I woke up yesterday morning, more than 1,000 brothers who you keep guarding every day gave me a dream, saying that Uncle Bian climbed into a tree...... Always sighing and saying that I'm An Yi why haven't I come yet......"

Uncle Maogen hugged An Yi tightly and cried bitterly: "Uncle Bian died last year, and he never let us look for you, saying that you are a big official and there are many people who eat, and it is difficult for you there......"