ps: Thank you readers for the great "tragic eagle" and "Xiang Minger Jiang" respectively rewarded heaven 100 vertical and horizontal coins, thank you for your support ^_^, although I don't go to work today, but the chores are complicated, I started to work at 7 o'clock in the morning, and I just ended with time code words, please forgive me o (n_n) o

The target plane is the southeast of Shanxi Province on the Yanhuang Continent, and the dirt roads are crowded, and the Yanhuang people who were driven by the Japanese invaders, because this is a ** rather than a natural disaster, it is different from the 1942 famine, many people have no time to sort out their belongings, and then like in 1942, they pushed their own small carts with pots, pans, stoves, bedding and other daily necessities to escape, and now they are walking on the dirt road, most of them only carry a small cloth bag, and the more tragic ones have nothing, ragged clothes, He walked empty-handed, blank-eyed.

"Dad, where are we going this time?" A little girl of seven or eight years old with unkempt hair, holding her father's big rough hand in her right hand, asked as she walked.

"Let's go to Shanxi, go to Shanxi!" The girl's father, Ma Sanshan, hadn't eaten much for 2 days, and felt his feet a little weak at this time, but he still walked forward, he knew that going back was a dead word, and he had to continue to fight for his doll.

"Dad, do you have any wood to eat this time?" The little girl remembered that last year, when there was no food on the road, her father first used an axe to peel off the bark, then chop the branches into small pieces, and finally crushed them with a stone mill and boiled them to eat.

"Soon, soon, Yaya, hold on a little longer, there will be food ahead!" Ma Sanshan didn't know where the next meal would be, so he could only comfort him.

In this way, the family of two walked 15 kilometers with difficulty, and finally came to a checkpoint and lined up in a long line.

An hour later.

"This chief, soldier, the girl and I are from Henan, you can do well, just let us go!" Seeing a soldier in a colorful green military uniform, Ma Sanshan, who couldn't tell which way it was, lowered his posture as much as he could, and asked cautiously.

"Uncle, don't worry, now the temporary square behind is crowded with people, there is no place to stand, when they leave in a while, I will let you go as soon as the place is vacated!" Unexpectedly, the military master on the other side was very polite, and he did not beat and scold people at every turn as Ma Sanshan had in his previous memories.

"Okay, okay!" Ma Sanshan, who was deeply afraid of officers and soldiers in his bones, did not dare to raise any objections to the military master's reply, and after waiting for more than ten seconds, seeing that the other party did not show signs of anger, Ma Sanshan plucked up the courage and asked cautiously: "Master Bing, which commander's subordinate are you?" ”

"Haha, uncle, you don't need to call me a soldier, just call me a little sixth son! A few months ago, I was just like you, a poor peasant and a common man. We are the troops of the Red Party, not the men of any warlord! Said the soldier on duty.

"The Red Party? What's that? For Ma Sanshan, he can't tell what the Red Party, the Green Party or the Bald Party are, usually he works in the field early in the morning at home, and goes home at night to drink a bowl of millet porridge cooked by Yaya and eat a little dry food before going to sleep, except for knowing that the county seat of his village is dozens of miles away, there is a Hu Dashuai who is very powerful, and the others don't know at all that he can care about.

"It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of it, as long as you remember that the Red Party is our people's own army, and it will be the one who will call the shots and support the people. When we return to your hometown in the future, the Red Party will confiscate the fields of those local tyrants and inferior gentry and distribute them to everyone, so that all of us can live a good life! "Because when the army was reorganized, the Red Party Army used to use the evening time to give the recruits more than two months of enlightenment classes and ideological and political classes, so that the little six sons knew something in their heads.

"What? Divide the field, and what else is so good? Ma Sanshan asked in disbelief after hearing the division of fields.

"Yes, it's a field! Oh? You can let people in, come, uncle, you guys go quickly! Xiao Liuzi, the soldier on duty, originally wanted to nag more, but after seeing the small flag instructions of the officer behind him, he immediately pulled up the wooden pole and began to release people.

More than ten minutes later, in a rectangular earthen playground with not many green plants, rows of refugees formed a black crowd. In front of the earthen playground there was a high platform made of large wood, on which stood an officer holding a trumpet-like thing (a later megaphone).

"Folks, hello, I am Sun Yu, political commissar of the New 12th Regiment of the Yanhuanghong Party, I am here to assure you in advance, please rest assured, we will not abandon you, and we will definitely arrange everyone's life. Because there are still many victims of the disaster who continue to come to the back, I will make a long story short here: for a while, all those who know how to carpenter, mason, or have worked as workers, account offices, men, or those who know words will concentrate in the direction of the yellow flag on the left, those who want to join the Red Party army will concentrate in the direction of the red flag in the middle, and those who have planted land, raised livestock, planted fruit trees, and done farm work will concentrate in the direction of the blue flag on the right. ”

5 minutes later, with the chaos and noise, the fleeing people finally came to their respective concentration locations, Ma Sanshan because he could only farm, so he honestly stood near the blue flag, very helplessly waiting for the choice of fate with his daughter.

Seeing that the personnel were diverted, dozens of Red Party soldiers led the crowd where Ma Sanshan was to the west, because they had been walking for many days, and they didn't have much strength, and no one spoke in the whole team along the way, and everyone walked forward silently in a relatively scattered formation.

After walking for about a kilometer, there was a cooking base with hundreds of people busy in front of it, and rows of steamed steamed buns exuded an attractive aroma, which attracted Ma Sanshan's girls to swallow and saliva.

"Folks, when you walk past the long dining table, everyone can take 1 steamed bun and 1 wowotou and eat them on the way. Be careful not to grab or take too much from everyone, keep it for those behind you, there are still places to eat like this in the first 20 miles, so I guarantee that everyone will have something to eat tonight. Several soldiers shouted.

Many people couldn't wait to walk towards the twenty-meter-long dining table, although some people wanted to grab a few more steamed buns and nest heads and stuff them in their arms, but when they saw the Red Party soldiers standing next to them with guns, they still secretly snuffed out their greed. In this way, half coercion and half help, tens of millions of people turned into hundreds of people, passed through Shanxi roads and small roads, rushed to the direction of Shaanxi, and on the way, every 20 kilometers there were supply rest points set up by the Yanhuanghong Party, boiling hot water with a large pot and fragrant rice porridge (with appropriate salt), to ensure that every fleeing ordinary person could eat a mouthful of hot rice and drink a mouthful of hot soup. According to later statistics, the total number of Red Party soldiers and militia who participated in cooking along the way exceeded 150,000, thus ensuring the successful migration of tens of millions of people safely and smoothly.

Kong Fansheng, the word Shuhua, in his 40s, was a teacher in the Yanhuang New School, although the knowledge is not the best, but it can also be said to talk about the past and the present, all of which are involved. It turned out that he was teaching at Yenching University, and later the Japanese invaded Yanhuang in an all-round way, so he should move into the southwest of the Yanhuang Continent with other colleagues, but because there was still a seriously ill bedridden mother at home, he had to regretfully stay. A year earlier, in mid-1942, although he and his wife had carefully served the bed, his mother had died of a serious illness.

After his mother's death, because he was dissatisfied with the education of the enslaving Yan and Huang people promoted by the Japanese Invaders, Kong Fansheng did not return to school to teach, but secretly sold the money of the family's house, and prepared to quietly go to Southwest Associated University to join his old friend. Who knew that on the way, because he met an unladylike person, he defrauded and stole his money, so that he and his wife were suddenly worthless, so they had to find a job in a grain store in Henan that required employees to be able to read and count, and to cover food and housing, and finally did not starve to death. However, because of the defeat of the Shanxi Battle, the Japanese invaders resorted to a desperate plan and drove a large number of Yanhuang people to Shanxi. Kong Fansheng and the owner of the grain store were naturally not spared, and they were cleaned out of the house together, except for one person carrying 5 catties of rice, there was no other property.

"Shuhua, where do you think we'll be sent?" Kong Fansheng's wife sat next to him and asked quietly.

"I don't know the specific location, but I guess it should be Shaanxi, I remember that the base of the Yanhuanghong Party should be in Shaanxi!" Wearing old clothes, glasses, and a scarf around his neck, Kong Fansheng, who was a little bookish, patted his wife and said comfortingly.

"Is it far from the Southwestern Associated University you've always said?" Hearing the new place name, Zhang couldn't help but ask with hope.

"Far away? It's a long way away! When Kong Fansheng heard his wife's question, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, and said, "One is in the northwest and the other is in the southwest, separated by thousands of miles, can it not be far?" ”

"Then what should we do, do we still have a chance to go to the southwest?" Hearing that the comfort nest in his dream was thousands of miles away, Zhang asked with a sad face.

"Don't worry, I see that the Red Party will screen out the workers, craftsmen and teachers alone, there should be some arrangement, let's wait and see what happens!"

Twenty minutes later, they walked and received steamed buns and wotou, and came to a small railway station, under the supervision and maintenance of order by the Red Party soldiers, the two boarded a green leather carriage (Heaven didn't know if the train track at that time could run the modern old green leather car, so it was set up here to run directly, so don't take it seriously).

"Shuhua, you see, the seats here are made of cotton, and they are very soft to sit on, and the windows are still made of transparent glass, how can they seem to be more advanced than the train we took in Beiping at the beginning?" Because Zhang followed Kong Fansheng, he had seen some of the world in the past ten years, but he was still a little surprised at this time.

"Well, indeed, it's a little strange, they've always been known for their tough conditions!" Knowing that the Yanhuanghong Party army is synonymous with the Huazi army, Kong Fansheng, at this time, seeing that the other party actually brought such a good train for the people to sit on, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised and curious, which made him have a trace of interest in this unknown end of the journey for the first time, where will he go? What will Shaanxi look like?

Just when Kong Fansheng lowered his head and thought, everyone else was seated, and there was a Red Party soldier standing guard at the head and tail of the carriage, the train slowly started under the pull of the steam locomotive, and "boom~~~" drove to the unknown distance.

The road was not boring, and about every hour the train would stop, and then the soldiers standing guard in the carriage would shout again and again, as instructed:

"If you have been a worker, please get off!"

"If you know how to be a mason, please get out of the car!"

"If you've worked as a carpenter, get out of the car!"

“……”

Again and again, the people who were called carried their luggage and got out of the car in a nervous mood, and those who were not called were even more uneasy and hugged the package in their arms tightly, not knowing what kind of future awaits them.

In the end, many people got off the train, and there were not many people left in the carriage, and Kong Fansheng took a closer look and saw that they all looked like educators. At five o'clock in the afternoon, with a huge sound of steam discharge, the whole train slowly stopped, under the signal of the soldiers standing guard, the remaining passengers slowly walked off the carriage, and looked up at the hole with their feet on the ground, only to see that on the waiting hall of the gray station several meters high, there were three big red characters "Yan'an Station".