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First target plane, January 11, 1944, Ruijin City, Jiangxi Province.

About 10 years ago, the Long March began here: on October 10, 1934, the Central Committee, the Central Government of the Chinese Soviet Republic, and the Central Revolutionary Military Commission withdrew from Ruijin.

Then, on October 26, 1934, Bald Party forces occupied Ningdu; On November 10, Ruijin fell; On November 17, Yudu fell into the hands of the enemy; On November 23, Huichang fell. At this point, the Central Soviet District fell into the hands of the enemy, and then there was liquidation, joint sitting, and massacre.

According to historical records, Jiangxi Province had about 19.3 million people a year earlier, that is, in 1933, and by 1936, it had dropped to 13.7 million, a decrease of more than 5 million people. In Ji'an, Jiangxi Province alone, its population plummeted from 3.8 million in 1933 to 1.9 million in 1936, and more than 60% of the population in Ruijin, the capital of the former Central Soviet Region, was killed.

Jiang even wrote proudly in his "Report on the Suppression of Bandits": "The land of suppressing bandits is desolate; There is no dwelling that is burned, there is no tree that is cut down, there is no chicken and dog that is not killed, there is no strong man left, there is no smoke in the field, and the field is crying when you hear ghosts. ”

On January 11, 1944, Ruijin at this time was bleak: the whole area was dilapidated, there were large-scale fortifications built in the outermost part of the city, the total length of the siege was 10 miles, there were many abandoned watchtowers on both sides of the road, counting down, the number was as many as more than 50, they were circular, about three stories high, the structure of the fort was also three floors, the diameter was 8 to 10 meters, the thickness was generally around half a meter, each layer was regularly dug up many gun holes and machine gun positions, and there were battlements and lookout pavilions on the top, As for the building materials and materials, most of them are locally produced granite rubble. However, these were not built by the Yanhuanghong Party to resist the enemy's attack, but after the city was broken in 1934, the Bald Party forcibly recruited local manpower to build it for the purpose of division, vigilance, and sweeping.

Ruijin Yeping Village, a team of elite soldiers are slowly driving into the village, the residents of the village ran into the house in a panic, and then the door was locked, a few bold people, quietly watched from the crack in the window, for them, the memories of the white devils in the early years and the little devils in the past few years are so deep and painful, so that they have become frightened birds, can no longer afford any wind and grass.

"Commander, the people here seem to be afraid of us." Liu Huasheng, a young soldier whose hometown is in the north and who only joined the Red Party army last year and has not experienced the life in the original Soviet area and caught up with the Long March, whispered to Lu Ruilin, the regiment commander who walked at the front of the team.

"Well, you immediately ordered all the troops behind you to maintain general vigilance, and not to knock on the doors of the villagers' houses at will and disturb the people in the village." Commander Lu was extra serious today, and after listening to the little soldier's questions, he didn't say anything to explain, but directly gave an order.

"Yes!" After the little soldier finished saluting, he trotted to the back of the queue, whispering the latest orders of the regiment commander as he ran.

Half an hour later, Chen Yi and He Long appeared here together.

"Boss, we're back!" He Long choked up with red eyes.

"It's back, it's back. But everything has changed! Chen Yi felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart at this time, and his eyes looked at the location of Yeping Village's Red Army Square, which had become a ruin at this time, and muttered to himself.

Because Yeping Village is the first "capital" built by the Yanhuang Red Party in history, it is very distinctive in terms of the number of buildings and architectural styles: the wide Red Army Square, the towering Martyrs' Tower, the architectural review stand, the Martyrs' Pavilion, the Bosheng Fort, and the Gongluo Pavilion were quite spectacular in decorating the jungle-covered Yeping Village at that time. It's a pity that in 1934, with Chen Cheng's order, these buildings were crumbled and disappeared in the bombs planted by the sappers.

"Commander Chen, Master He, the people here are very afraid of us. No matter how much we try to explain the policy outside the door, they won't come out. But if we break down the door, we are afraid of frightening them. Commander Lu Ruilin walked up to the two of them, saluted and reported.

"It's not to blame them, they've been hurt too much by balds and little devils for so many years. Ordering everyone not to forcibly enter the villagers' houses, we camped outside, preaching little by little, explaining little by little, so that the villagers gradually recognized us again. In addition, you organize some soldiers to go to the large army behind to transport some rice and noodles and other grains to the villagers. Chen Yi commanded.

"Yes!"

That night, Yeping Village was empty.

The few surviving members of the Workers' and Peasants' Drama Troupe of the three troupes of "Mars", "Battle Trumpet" and "Red Flag", who returned with the troops, cooperated in the performance of the drama "Sacrifice" and the drum lyrics "Sister-in-law Wang" 10 years ago on the makeshift stage with tears in their eyes. With the passage of time and the spread of the voices of the actors on stage, coupled with the "sincerity" of rice and white noodles and other foods placed outside the house, some villagers slowly walked out of the house and watched the play quietly in a remote place away from the stage.

Also 10 years ago, in Shangping Village, Licun District, Yudu County, which was later called "the last red village in the Central Soviet Region" by later generations, the left-behind troops set up a covered stage with door panels, tables and chairs sent by the nearby masses, and performed the last play before the left-behind troops dispersed and turned into guerrilla warfare and dispersed to break through. At that time, the mountain breeze was blowing, the drizzle was misty, and the masses from all directions in the west braved the rain to come to see the play, and in a warm and tragic atmosphere, the dramas "Sacrifice", "Inhuman Life", "Our Team is Coming", "Collecting Rent and Grain"; The dance drama "Soushan", "Surrender the Gun", "Charge" and so on were performed one by one, the scene at that time was so similar to now, but it is a pity that things are wrong, many faces of the year can no longer be seen, many actors after the play and leave the stage, are reminded of the memories of the year, tears can't stop flowing out, and many of the audience also shed tears.

Two days later, a dialect song in a female voice suddenly sounded on the mountainside opposite Yeping Village: "In May, when you become a soldier to open kapok, you don't need money for the revolution, you will receive military clothes and food, and your family will share a field~~"

After Chen Yi heard it, he quickly walked out of the house excitedly, and sang loudly: "When you are a soldier in March, you will be a garnet red, and the poor people in the world will be the same~~"

This is a revolutionary song from the Central Soviet District, but only a limited number of people know it, and because it is a dialect, even fewer people can understand it, especially those who can sing it.

More than half an hour later, from the opposite mountainside, more than a dozen figures slowly walked down.

In Yeping Village.

"You're really back!" Among the dozen people, a female warrior named Zeng Xianzhao couldn't stop her tears and said.

"We're back and we're not going to go again!" He Long looked at the dozen or so soldiers who originally belonged to his subordinates, but now they were as thin as firewood, as if a gust of wind could blow them down, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Liu Chun, how did you come over all these years?" Chen Yiqiang suppressed his excitement and asked Liu Chun, the platoon commander with the highest rank among more than a dozen people.

"Report to the chief, we can survive all thanks to the help of Comrade Zeng Xianzhao." Liu Chunqiang held up a military salute, and then explained: "Over the years, if she hadn't sent us food up the mountain, it is estimated that more than a dozen of us would have starved to death." On the first and fifteenth days of each month, she took advantage of the enemy's ban on allowing the masses to go into the mountains to cut firewood, hid the grain in the bamboo poles for collecting firewood, and dissolved the salt into the cotton jacket, and then threw it on the mountain, so that we could eat food and put on clothes. ”

"Nothing, that's what I'm supposed to do!" Zeng Xianzhao was embarrassed and said modestly.

"Comrade Zeng Xianzhao, thank you!" After Chen Yi listened, he first stood up and held Zeng Xianzhao's hands tightly to express his gratitude, and then sat down and continued to ask Liu Chun: "By the way, do you know the whereabouts of that guy Wu Feng?" ”

"Head Wu, he" Liu Chun was a little nervous and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yi faintly felt bad.

"At the beginning of 1936, because the mountains were covered by heavy snow, and the enemy was the most blockaded for a while, so there was a pause at that time. The regiment commander left the last surplus food for a few wounded and sick soldiers, and he and Xiao Company Commander were a few people to satisfy their hunger with 'bitter bamboo shoots', but at that time we only knew that 'bitter bamboo shoots' could satisfy hunger, and we didn't know that it was slightly toxic and difficult to digest after eating too much, so the regiment commander never woke up after eating~~"

After everyone in the room listened, they fell silent for a while.

"I'm going to Quantai to recruit the old department, and I'll kill Yama with a banner of 100,000." Chen Yi muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

On the same night, the county seat near the 46th Army of the Bald Party in Guangxi.

"Who are you?" Gong Chu, chief of staff of the 46th Army Major General in the house, saw Wang Fan who suddenly broke into the house and said.

Gong Chu, a native of Lechang, Guangdong, joined the Yanhuang Socialist Youth League in Guangzhou in 1924, became a member of the Yanhuang ** Party in 1925, and became a member of the Front Committee of the Red Fourth Army during the Jinggangshan struggle. In June 1928, he became one of the three standing committee members (Lao Mao, Zhu De, Gong Chu). Later, he served as commander of the Red Seventh Army, commander of the Guangdong-Jiangxi Military Region, acting chief of the General Staff of the Red Army Headquarters, commander of the Southern Jiangxi Military Region, and chief of staff of the Central Military Region. In May 1935, he was arrested and betrayed, and later concocted the 'Beishan Incident' with his own hands. Wang Fan ignored him, and read out the other party's "brilliant" past without hurry.

"Who the hell are you!?" At this time, Gong Chu's heart went up and down, and he shouted loudly: "Someone, someone!" ”

"It's useless, your two guards and the others are 'sound' asleep, and they won't wake up for a while." Wang Fan looked at the other party with a nervous look and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you." ”

"You were sent by the Red Party to take revenge?" After all, Gong Chu had been a big official in the past, and he was also a "human spirit" spelled out of the crowd, and at this time, seeing that foreign aid was temporarily cut off, his heart calmed down, and he began to think about how to delay time and retreat from the enemy.

"Sort of, but I'm purely volunteering to help." Wang Fan didn't want to explain, and he didn't bother to explain too much.

For Gong Chu, Wang Fan is also very conflicted. In the words of the old saying and Yadi, it is called "the king becomes the king and loses the king". Judging from the time point in 1934, how the Yanhuanghong Party deduced the future was not good, and it can basically be said that there is no hope of a turnaround. If it weren't for the invasion of Yanhuang by the Japanese invaders, which brought about fundamental changes in the development trajectory of the Red Party and the Bald Party, then perhaps history would have directly become: In 1944, the Bald Party continued to rule the Yanhuang Continent, and the Red Party was located in the northwest corner and conspired with the Northeast Army and the Northwest Army to survive and develop. If that's the case, this Gong Chu, even if it doesn't count as "abandoning the dark and turning to the light"?

"Hey, don't bother with it, I don't want your life, as for whether others want it, it's up to God." Wang Fan shook his head, and didn't give Gong Chu a chance to continue talking, and with a wave of his hand, a wave of white smoke made him directly unconscious.

A few minutes later.

"Where next?" Yadi asked.

"Chongqing, the people you are looking for are more concentrated!" After Wang Fan finished answering, he took out a small notebook full of names, and then he drew "√" behind Gong Chu.

The contents of the booklet are:

List of defections of the Central Red Army before and after the strategic shift in 1934:

Gong Chu, chief of staff of the Central Military Region, defected; √

Kong Hezhong, the commander of the Red Sixteenth Army, defected;

Chen Hongshi, secretary of the Hunan and Jiangxi Provincial Party Committee, defected;

Zeng Hongyi, secretary of the Fujian, Zhejiang, and Jiangxi Provincial Party Committee, rebelled;

Li Desheng, commander of the Northern Fujian Division, mutinied;

Song Qingquan, commander of the Fujian and Jiangxi divisions, defected;

The chief of staff of the Ganyue Division defected to Xianglin;

Peng You, director of the Political Department of the Fujian and Jiangxi Sub-districts, defected;

Ni Baoshu, deputy commander of the Red Tenth Army, defected;

Yang Shizhu, political commissar of the Ruijin Guerrilla Command, defected