Chen Zikun finally did not agree to Gong Dapeng's request, because he knew that the times were different, although on the surface it was a great chaos in the world, but the power was still firmly in the hands of the supreme leader, and the army still maintained neutrality and loyalty.

Because, their rebellion is within the control of the great leader, it belongs to the internal contradictions of the people, and if they rebel themselves, it is really a rebellion, how can a person who is almost seventy years old still have the ambition to start a second business, and it is a great blessing to spend his old age in peace.

After arriving in Beitai, Gong Dapeng and others went back to the countryside to continue the revolution, Chen Zikun lived in the Gaotupo family home, Chen Bei's home is not big, only two rooms with a small kitchen outside, a family of three lives in a fairly spacious, once living in three relatives it seems crowded, helpless to be divided into men's and women's dormitories, Ma Chunhua and Chen Yan Chen Jiao two sisters-in-law live in a big room, Chen Zikun and Chen Bei live in a small room, the former mansion villa has countless rooms, the garden swimming pool is complete, now can only live under the low eaves, the father and son are relatively speechless, only a sigh.

The only happy thing is Chen Guang, he likes his two aunts very much, and his grandfather, although his majesty is so imposing that he is afraid to approach, he has a gun, and teenagers like pistols the most.

The winter in Beitai is very cold, the river wind is howling on the high soil slope, the cold wind comes in from every crevice, Ma Chunhua has a coal stove to keep warm, there are many people in the family, there is a mess everywhere, two aunts tutor Chen Guang to do homework, Ma Chunhua is stir-frying in the kitchen, Chen Bei played four taels of Huaijiang Daqu, got some peanuts, and drank with his father in the hut.

Chen Zikun said: "Xiaobei, how is the situation in the city?" ”

Chen Beidao: "The students are almost in trouble, now it's time for the workers and peasants to go into battle, and all units have set up rebel organizations, and the names are louder and louder, and the faction in power has been overthrown, and now it's all in chaos." ”

Chen Zikun said: "What about your factory? ”

Chen Beidao: "A few thorns in our factory are also eager to try, but the factory leaders can still hold it down." Saying that, he said in the direction of the hall, "Chunhua has led soldiers to fight, no more than ordinary leaders, and she is now relying on her in the factory." ”

Chen Zikun took a sip of wine and said, "Spring flowers are not easy. ”

"It's time to eat." Ma Chunhua's shouts came from the kitchen.

In winter, there are no vegetables, just Chinese cabbage, frozen tofu, salt beans, and spicy sauce.

The family had a reunion dinner, Chen Zikun sent his two daughters back to the provincial capital to report safety, and personally sent them to the train station.

Helpless, can only take the waterway, Beitai Passenger Terminal has a river ferry to the provincial capital every day, the speed is slower than the train, but the ticket price is relatively cheaper.

The distance from the railway station to the port is not far, it is a ten-minute walk, and when you see the huge red hairy font "Beitai" on the port building, you can no longer move forward, because the confrontation between the two armies is going on in front.

The workers of the port authority and the shipping company were divided into two factions, the kicking faction was attacking the port building of the tribe defense, and there were thousands of people in black pressure, wearing military uniforms, working clothes, and civilian clothes, and as a sign of identification were the red armbands on the arms, the fonts were different, and the numbers were also different, and the two armies were separated by a distance of twenty paces.

Suddenly, the whistle sounded at the rear of the kicking faction, and the rebels immediately rushed forward, and the tribe hurriedly retreated, pushing into the port building, countless slingshots stretched out from the windows upstairs, and mud pellets and steel balls were shot indiscriminately, and the kicking faction strikers were beaten to bloody faces, throwing down a bunch of rotten shoes and wooden sticks, and hurriedly retreating to the starting position.

I couldn't go by boat, Chen Zikun had to take my two daughters back to Gaotupo, my son and daughter-in-law went to work in the factory, Chen Guang didn't go to school, and dressed up in the big wardrobe mirror at home, wearing his father's old military uniform, and putting a red armband on his arm.

"Xiaoguang, what are you doing, don't play with this, children." Chen Jiao stepped forward and tore off the red armband, and when she saw the words "Young Pioneers on duty" printed on it, she knew that she was wrong to blame her nephew, and said, "Auntie is wrong to blame you." ”

Chen Guang wondered why his little aunt was so disgusted with the red armband, but he didn't dare to ask it, so he hid this question in his heart.

At six o'clock in the evening, it was already time to get off work, and the son and daughter-in-law had not yet returned, and vaguely heard gunshots coming from the direction of the Chenguang Factory.

At ten o'clock in the night, someone from the factory sent a letter saying that the kick of the Red Steel Plant was coming to attack the Chenguang Factory, and the two sides fought, and the guns were moved, and Director Chunhua and Director Chen were both on the front line to command the operation, and they could not come back for the time being.

Chen Zikun was worried, walked alone to the open area of the river beach, looked at the direction of the Chenguang Factory, the gunfire became more and more intensive, from time to time there was a red trajectory of tracer bullets piercing the night sky, the sound of continuous fire from machine guns, and the short burst fire of Type 5 or 6 submachine guns could be heard clearly.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that the gunfire gradually subsided, Chen Bei returned home with a body of gunsmoke, devoured two steamed buns, and said: "I still have to hurry back to consolidate the defense line, in case the turtle grandchildren of the red steel factory take the opportunity to come over, it will be troublesome." ”

Chen Zikun asked his son: "Was the battle fierce, and how many people were killed and wounded?" ”

Chen Bei smiled disdainfully: "This is also considered a war?" Pure nonsense, fighting all night, Lang spent thousands of bullets, and even oily skin was injured. ”

Chen Zikun said: "The bullet doesn't have a long eye, you better be careful." ”

Chen Bei nodded, and drank a large glass of water.

There is a motorcycle in the corner of the yard, the original American Harley-Davidson, which is covered with dust, and the seat cushion is also torn to reveal the sponge inside.

Chen Zikun lifted off the tarpaulin covering the motorcycle, checked up and down, and the motorcycle was intact, kicking it, and there was no movement.

"The car is good, but it's out of gas, Chunhua said to ride this out of the masses, so I'll let it go." Chen Bei said.

"Get some gas, I'm going to use it." Chan said.

"Dad, where are you going?"

"Go back to the provincial capital."

In these years, even if a private person has money, he can't buy gasoline, so Chen Bei used his authority to get two iron buckets of gasoline from the oil depot of the transportation team in the factory, filled up the motorcycle, and hung the remaining oil on the car that had been wiped clean.

"Dad, do you really want to ride back? Wait, maybe I can lend me a jeep. Chen Beidao.

"Do you think Dad is so old that he can't even ride a motorcycle?" Chen Zikun stepped on the motorcycle and kicked it down, and Harley's motor that had been silent for many years began to roar, and blue smoke suddenly rose from behind.

"Be careful on the road." Chen Bei thought for a while, pulled out a pistol from his waist and handed it over, "Take it for self-defense." ”

Chen Zikun blocked May Fourth back: "Dad doesn't need this, you can keep it." Put on the goggles, twist the accelerator, and go away, Chen Yan and Chen Jiao waved behind them: "Dad, have a good trip." ”

The Harley-Davidson motorcycle was driving along the riverside road, it was winter, the cold wind was biting, although Chen Zikun put knee pads on his knees, he still felt the cold to the bone, so he could only reduce his speed and move slowly.

There were hardly any vehicles on the highway, all units were busy rebelling and overthrowing the authorities, traffic came to a complete standstill, the cargo ships in the river were nowhere to be seen, only the waterfowl flew low, the clouds covered the top, the river was frozen, a barge roared from a distance, mortars were mounted on board, sailors were armed with rifles and red armbands on their arms, probably the armed ships transferred from elsewhere by the shipping company were sent by the shipping company to attack the port authority's wharf.

Chen Zikun stopped the car and looked at the "gunboat", he smoked a cigarette, waited for the wind to subside, started the motorcycle, and continued to move forward.

The road ahead is long, and I don't know where to return.

……

Provincial City Senior High School, the headquarters of the Red General Division, Chen Zhong walked around with his hands behind his back, a group of subordinates were silent, Chen Zikun and Xu Tingge were robbed by the Red Peasant Association, which made all the staff of the Red General Division lose face, but they have guns, and they can't accept it.

"Gotta get a weapon!" Chen Zhong slammed his fist on the table.

Xu Hongbing advised: "I know where the arsenal of the Provincial People's Armed Forces Committee is, and how many guns and bullets are needed. ”

Chen Zhong's eyes lit up: "Okay!" Let's take the arsenal and arm ourselves. ”

More than 300 people took a truck to the arsenal of the Armed Forces Department on the outskirts, where there was a squad of PLA guards, but they did not dare to shoot in the face of the young revolutionary generals holding high the red treasure book, so they could only let them smash open the gate and loot the fire.

The guns and ammunition in the inventory of the Armed Forces Department are all old and mothballed firearms, such as 38 large covers, 79 Boran light machine guns, shell guns, small melon grenades, etc., which are far behind the weapons in active service, but for the soldiers of the Red General Division, who only have sticks, it is already a change of shotgun.

With a gun in hand, Chen Zhong was bold, and it happened that his younger brother Chen Shi came to cry, saying that he was beaten by the provincial ** people on the road, and his military hat was also robbed.

Provincial ** is a big rebel organization in the provincial capital, and the Red General Division has always been well water does not violate the river water, this time it actually bullied the head of Commander-in-Chief Chen's own brother, which is unbearable, Chen Zhong immediately ordered to attack the provincial **.

The battle started in the evening, the soldiers of the Red General Division set up a 79 erection on the truck, and smashed the outer wall of the provincial federation of trade union building to a thousand holes, and the Japanese-made small melon grenades were thrown into it as if they didn't need money, and the people in charge of throwing the bombs were all athletes of the school sports team, who could easily throw 50 meters, and the bombed federation compound was crying wolf and thick smoke.

The composition of the provincial ** personnel is mainly workers, they only have a small number of firearms, some small-caliber sporting rifles, and a large number of slingshots, fire axes, clubs and other weapons, in the window of the General Union Building, there are large slingshots made of tables, chairs and bicycle inner tubes, firing large steel bolts, the power is very amazing.

Suddenly, a sinful bolt hit the head of a little soldier in the Red Division, and immediately the blood flowed profusely, and the skull was broken, and the little soldier was only thirteen years old, staring at his eyes and shouting for his mother, and died after only ten seconds of support.

Chen Zhong was so sad and indignant that he gave the order for a general attack.

The trumpet sounded, the soldiers of the Red General Division launched the final onslaught, hundreds of people pressed towards the Federation of Trade Unions building with overwhelming momentum, the resistance of the other party immediately collapsed, the enemy entrenched on the first and second floors quickly fled, and the provincial ** personnel above the third floor were surrounded on the upper floor, and the two sides began a brutal hand-to-hand fight.

"Commander-in-Chief, look!" Wang Xiaofei pointed to the top of the Federation of Trade Unions building and shouted.

On the roof of the eight-story building, under the remnant sun like blood, a girl with five or four heads was on the edge of the roof, she was wearing a six-five-style military uniform without a badge, with a red armband wrapped around the provincial ** on her arm, and her body was covered with blood, holding a five-six-type submachine gun in her hand, and the silhouette was so graceful and heroic.

The soldiers of the Red General Division were dumbfounded, they were only teenagers, although the ignorant adolescent impulse was overshadowed by the heroic ambition of the revolution, but the yearning for the opposite sex was an innate instinct.

On the cruel battlefield, such a young girl suddenly appeared, which made the teenagers feel strange stimulation and beauty.

"Long live Chairman Mao!" The girl shouted and jumped down.

With a bang, the whole world fell silent.

Chen Zhong took off his military hat and saluted the unknown female enemy warrior.

At the end of the battle, the provincial government was defeated, with five people killed, dozens of people seriously injured, and the base of the Federation of Trade Unions was also lost.