At the end of March 1943, the main responsible comrades of the Southern Bureau of the Yanhuang Party (later renamed the Southwest Bureau) in the area controlled by the Bald Party, Zhou Eni, Bogu, Lin Biao and other comrades, received a telegram from Yan'an in the northwest, asking them to return to Yan'an immediately to study and participate in the Seventh National Congress. However, Yan'an replied decisively and refused, demanding that he must return immediately in accordance with the instructions of the central government, and the signature changed from Taizu to Taizu, Zhu De, Zhang Wentian, Liu Shaoqi, He Long, Xu Xiangqian, Ye Jianying and many others.

The bald party is also well aware of the "study and training" activities within the Yanhuanghong Party, and they welcome more and more high-level Yanhuanghong Party leaders to "study and train." After hearing about it, they not only arranged transportation but also supplied a lot of materials at an extremely efficient speed, reflecting the so-called sincerity of the cooperation between the two parties.

After more than half a month of tiring travel, Zhou Eni, Bogu, Lin Biao, and others entered the boundary of the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningbo base area. Thanks to the "road guides" specially issued by the Bald Party, the group carrying military supplies was not intercepted by the Bald Border Garrison. In 1943, the Bald Party imposed an economic blockade on the Yanhuanghong Party base areas. The cause was the Battle of the Hundred Regiments in 1942, which not only dealt a heavy blow to the Japanese invaders, but also made the bald party see the development of the Yanhuanghong Party and the speed of the rioters, and the bald party was very afraid, so they ignored the principle of unification and resistance to the war, and implemented a great economic blockade of the base areas, and put forward the slogan: Not a single nail or thread is allowed to be brought into the base area!!

The Loess Plateau, dirt roads, scarce trees, and barren natural environment made several returning leaders of the Yanhuanghong Party once again deepen the suffering and predicament of the Anti-Japanese War, and everyone remained silent. Thirty miles after entering the base area, except for encountering a small patrol force, everything has not changed from the last time I left. When they crossed a high mountain and began to approach the hinterland of the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningbo base area, the garrison force began to be strengthened, and guard booths began to be set up at road intersections, with soldiers guarding and inspecting pedestrians and materials to prevent enemy spies from entering.

At a police booth, the return party was stopped and asked for identification. When he showed his identity documents again, Lin Biao was attracted by the equipment on the soldiers' hands and bodies (in the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningbo Base Area, for fear that before the completion of the team's training, the bald party would find that the change of clothes was abnormal, all the small patrol units close to the enemy-occupied area were still wearing the previous tattered clothes and equipment, so Lin Biao did not find the abnormality).

Several soldiers who asked to check their team, although their faces were still the red and blackened faces of the standard Northwest men, but the individual equipment was very different from the impression of the soldiers in the army, first of all, they wore not cloth hats, but steel helmets, which were not reflective, as an old soldier, Lin Biao immediately reacted that this was conducive to night attack and self-protection. Secondly, the soldier was dressed in a variety of colors, all kinds of colors were piled up together, there were dark green, light green, earthy yellow, white yellow, it looked strange, but the style of the clothes was very spiritual, obviously it would not be dyed cloth to make up for life. Third, the rifle clenched in both hands is not an old sleeve in memory, but a new style that has never been seen before, the point is that there is a magazine, as Lin Biao, who has experience in staying in the Soviet Union, immediately thought of an automatic rifle such as a flower mechanism, but did not dare to confirm it. The leggings on his feet are new strips of cloth, brand new and very attractive, and the ones he wears are not straw sandals that are common in the base, but handsome cloth shoes of light green (actually military sneakers, but Lin Biao doesn't know). With a belt around his waist and four infantry magazine packs pinned to it, and near the base of his thigh, he pinned an iron water bottle and a cloth pocket, which was bulging and looked like a wooden grenade in shape, numbering about two. There are 5 people in the entire guard box, 4 people are equipped with this kind of equipment, only one of them is driving a light machine gun on the half-person-high fortification stacked with bags next to the pavilion, not the familiar Czech make, but very similar to a machine gun seen in the Soviet Union, all these discoveries made Lin Biao very curious, and the people in the team who are more sensitive to military affairs have also discovered the difference of this small guard booth. Finally, after checking their identities and knowing that they were party leaders, several soldiers let them go, and at this time, Lin Biao stretched out his right hand, stopped Zhou Eni, who was about to advance, and asked, "Little comrade, can you tell me which unit you are from?" ”

"Report to the chief, the five of us are from the 3rd squad of the first detachment of the Ding'an detachment, and we are jointly responsible for the security work near this intersection with the 1st and 2nd squads, and we are on duty in three shifts a day."

"A detachment of the Ding'an detachment, isn't that our militia unit, how can the equipment be better than our main division?" Zhou Eni, as a veteran of the Red Party who had participated in the war for a long time, also Ma Shan reacted to the unusualness of the five people in front of him, and asked with a little vigilance.

"Several leaders, I don't know what the weapons and uniforms of our Ding'an detachment just changed into 5 days ago, but there is one point, we went to get weapons that day and saw people from the surrounding villages and townships, and everyone got the same things."

"How many people have gone? Where to go? ”

"I don't know this very well, several leaders!"

"Okay, don't ask, we'll know when we get back to Yan'an, let's speed up and set off, how about it?" Bogu concluded.

"Okay, let's go!"

"Let's go!!"

5 hours later, in the evening, a group of people came to Yan'an, looking at both familiar and unfamiliar Yan'an, everyone was a little afraid to recognize, the north gate of Yan'an was written with paint "Time is the most important resource, wasting time is the most shameful!" Looking from the gate, around the city, there are many two-story buildings that have not been seen in the mountains, with earthy yellow walls, brown and green roofs, iron stairs winding outside the building, neat and tidy, very imposing, the people in and out of the city gate are all flying, and their faces have become smooth compared to the vegetables in front of them (although they cannot supply all the people with food, but according to the head, each person is given some edible oil and iodized salt, monosodium glutamate, soy sauce and other condiments, which are still within Wang Fan's ability, In addition, because Wang Fan paid for the army's consumables, the food that the people in the base area needed to share was reduced, and the people ate more and had more surplus grain in their hands), and the clothing of each common person changed even more (Wang Fan purchased a large number of old-fashioned dyed cloths such as blue and gray that could not be sold from later generations, and emptied the stocks of many textile factories with tight funds).

"Lao Zhou, what did you say happened in Yan'an during this time?"

"Comrade Lin Biao, you just went from Yan'an to the Southern Bureau in August last year, was that the case at that time?"

"No, there was a big difference between then and now!"

"It seems that the central government has called us back, and this change is probably the main reason!" Bogu said.

The others nodded silently when they heard this.

When the Yan, Huang and Red parties gathered in Yan'an according to the main military and political leaders, they were arranged in the newly built small second floor (Yan'an people's nickname for the double-storey prefabricated house), looking at the brand-new beds inside, matching clean sheets, single desks, silver shiny kerosene outdoor lamps, novel notepads, pens, full of fountain pen water, as well as a face plate, towels, toothbrushes and other toiletries for one person, and a small and lovely mirror was hung at the door of each room, with a comb tied to it. Everyone felt that Yan'an had become both familiar and unfamiliar.

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