Chen Bei was acquitted, but he didn't appreciate Chiang Ching-kuo's affection at all, because he thought that he was not guilty at all, his father was his father, he was himself, it was almost the fifties of the twentieth century, and he was still engaged in that set of backward things, which was boring.

Chiang Ching-kuo made an appointment to meet Chen Bei, taught him earnestly, and told him the story of Zheng Zhilong's father and son at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Immediately, Chen Bei was promoted to the rank of first class, promoted from major in the air force to lieutenant colonel, and transferred to a certain base in Taiwan to take up a new post.

……

The People's Liberation Army swept through Jiangbei, Nantai County was also passing through the troops, and the troops of the Second Field Army drove from the west in a mighty way, passing through the county seat for a short rest, and the cadres of the county party committee were busy receiving people, boiling water, making dry food, and organizing a team of former people.

Near the big stage in the county town, there were soldiers around, drinking water and smoking, chatting and talking, and there was a lot of commotion, and the local militia gathered aside, looking at the guys in the hands of the field soldiers with envy.

Cheng Xuanzhu was also in this group of militia, after defeating Japan, he had already disarmed and returned to the field, but the Kuomintang reactionaries looted the place and did all kinds of evil, so he took up arms again and followed the *** guerrillas to fight the Kuomintang.

Erye's weapons are really good, the Japanese iron hat, 38 guns, and the ratio of light and heavy machine guns are also okay, but compared to the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army back then, it is almost meaningful, so Cheng Xuanzhu is not as greedy as other militiamen.

A big-headed soldier fiddled with the new rifle in his hand, squinted at the turtle militia, and said, "Do you know what kind of gun this is?" ”

The militiamen had played with the old sleeves and the 38 big covers, but they had never seen this kind of rifle, and their heads shook like drums.

Cheng Shuan didn't turn the stigma, and said to himself: "The United States makes eight large semi-automatics, and a gun can suppress a class of little devils, and I used it in my early years, it is good, but the bullet is not easy to touch." ”

The big-headed soldier's eyes lit up: "Okay, boy, a little insightful." ”

The young militiamen chattered: "That is, our brother is a veteran of the anti-Japanese resistance, and he is the second in our county in marksmanship, and no one dares to call it first." ”

As soon as they heard this, the soldiers became interested, the soldiers of the field army were all elite soldiers, and they attached the most importance to shooting.

Cheng Xuanzhu was reluctant to compare, to be exact, he disdained to compete, he could see that these soldiers could be regarded as accurate shooters at most, and they were far from sharpshooters.

He didn't want to compare, but the soldiers came to the end, and the militia also instigated him to compare, long and imposing, but Cheng Zhuzhu sat with a golden sword, and he didn't want to compare even if they spit on him.

"Don't dare to compare, you're a bad seed." A GI deliberately provoked him.

Cheng Xuanzhu didn't blink his eyes: "Whatever you say, I just don't compare." ”

was arguing, a leader of the People's Liberation Army rode by, saw the excitement here, dismounted and walked, casually tied the reins to a stone tablet, which read: Zhao Ziming martyrdom place.

The chief was wearing Japanese yellow leather shoes, the laces were loose, and he stepped on the stone tablet to tie his shoes, and when he saw the words on them, he couldn't help but wonder: "Who is this person?" I haven't heard of it. ”

The accompanying cadre in the county said: "It was a commander of the Jiangbei Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army in the past." ”

The chief sighed and said, "It turned out to be a bandit." ”

didn't say anything more, walked over and asked with a smile: "Comrades, why are you talking so energetically?" ”

A veteran said: "Commander Li, the local militia comrades claim to be like a god in marksmanship, and we want to compare with him." ”

Captain Li said: "It's better than marksmanship." ”

The veteran said, "People don't want to." ”

Commander Li said: "The local comrades are afraid that the guns will disturb the people, it doesn't matter, I will call the shots for you, you can fire two shots, and it will be lively." ”

This return trip bolt did not push, stood up and said: "Compare is compared, but it is boring without a color head." ”

Commander Li said: "If you win, I will recruit you as a field army and cross the river to fight the reactionaries." ”

The militiamen were suddenly excited, and the soldiers of the field army were much more majestic than the militia in the countryside, and they might not be able to tell how much they would be in the future.

But Cheng Xuanzhu was very calm, and only said one word: "Medium." ”

A veteran soldier was selected in the regiment to hit the porcelain pot on the telephone pole with a brand-new 38 gun, and shot without support.

After the veteran finished fighting, he looked at Cheng Xuanzhu proudly.

Cheng Shuzhu picked up the rifle, looked at another porcelain pot on the telephone pole, and raised the muzzle of the gun seemingly randomly, but he didn't aim at it, and after the gun rang out, the wire was broken.

"Good marksmanship!" Commander Li took the lead in applauding, "There are also dragons and crouching tigers hidden in the militia, little comrade, your marksmanship is so good, just be a guard with me." ”

Cheng Xuanzhu said: "Guard? I don't do it. ”

The militiamen are in a hurry to die, and they can't wait to agree for him, they can't find a chance with a lantern, how can they say no, don't want it, Cheng Xuanzhu is really a fool.

Head Li was puzzled, narrowed his eyes and said, "Little comrade, why don't you want to be a guard for me, are you reluctant to be a wife at home, or are you afraid of tiredness and hardship?" ”

Cheng Xuanzhu shook his head: "Neither." ”

Captain Li said: "Then I have to ask, what is it for?" ”

Cheng Xuanzhu looked into the eyes of Captain Li, and said word by word: "Because, you don't take advantage of it." ”

Regiment Commander Li was almost stunned, and the soldiers were dumbfounded, this militia is crazy, why did he suddenly curse.

Cheng Xuanzhu continued: "I am Zhao Ziming's Commander Zhao's guard, you are not worthy of lifting shoes for Commander Zhao like this, how can you let me be a guard." ”

So that's the case, Head Li looked back at the tombstone of the "bandit", then at Cheng Xuanzhu, and nodded with a gloomy face.

The comrades of the county party committee did not expect this sudden change, and they were not in a hurry to say anything: "Commander Li, no, that's not what I mean, I said, Cheng Xuanzhu has something wrong with his brain." ”

The militiamen were also silent, saying that the bolt pillar was unlucky on the way back.

Cheng Xuanzhu didn't care.

Suddenly, Head Li laughed: "There is a kind, it's a gentleman, I like it!" ”

He turned back, came to the stone tablet where Zhao Ziming was killed, untied the reins, and made a gesture with his hand: "Bring wine." ”

The correspondent untied the military kettle and handed it over, and Regiment Commander Li uncorked the bottle and sprinkled it three times in front of the stone stele, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

"Commander Zhao, I didn't know you before, I was offended, you have such a guard, then you must also be a man, man, this wine should be my reparation."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Captain Li was also a good man with a true temperament.

Commander Li took a brand-new 38 cover from his subordinates and handed it to Cheng Xuanzhu along with the bullet belt: "Since you don't want to join the army, you can be a militiaman, this gun is a gift from me." ”

Cheng Xuanzhu was not hypocritical, took the gun, and said thank you, neither humble nor arrogant.

The cadres of the county party committee had an idea, stepped forward and said to Commander Li: "Commander Li lacks guards, our county party committee has a correspondent, the young man is very clever, and he is a little educated, it is better to be a guard for you." ”

Regiment Commander Li frowned slightly, considering that he still needed strong local assistance in the battle of crossing the river, and said, "Okay." ”

The cadres of the county party committee were overjoyed and greeted in the distance: "Xiaoguan, Guan Shanhai, come here." ”

……

Outside the city of Beitai, a steady stream of People's Liberation Army poured in like an iron stream, and the Jiangbei Independent Column of the Second Field Army joined forces with the rebellious traffic police corps under the leadership of Wu Changqing and Ye Xuefeng.

Liu Xiaoyong saluted the head of Jiangzong on behalf of the Jiangdong traffic police, and Ye Xuefeng shook hands with him warmly after returning the salute: "Welcome back, Comrade Liu Xiaoyong." ”

"What is the conclusion of the superiors on the question of how the Jiangdong traffic police are adapted?" Liu Xiaoyong couldn't wait to raise this question, which was what Chen Shou and Longquan were most concerned about.

Ye Xuefeng said: "In principle, if we don't disrupt it, don't mix it, and form a new Jiangdong Provincial Military Region, we can let General Chen Zikun or someone else be the commander, and we can send some political cadres at most." ”

Liu Xiaoyong said happily: "This is great, you don't have to worry." ”

Ye Xuefeng said: "We *** people are the most righteous, they are worthy of us, and we will never let them down, okay, let's talk about how to repair the iron bridge and cross the river as soon as possible." ”

People really talk and count, they did not annex the three elite corps of the Jiangdong Traffic Police, but only gave them the number of the independent division of the Jiangbei Military Division, and the establishment was compressed, but it was acceptable, Liu Xiaoyong served as the deputy commander of the independent division and the head of the first regiment, which was regarded as a heavy responsibility.

After the liberation of North Thailand, the citizens gathered on the streets, beating gongs and drums to welcome the People's Liberation Army into the city, according to the instructions of the superior head of the Central Plains Bureau, the municipal authorities of North Thailand and the police system were all retained, and they were still the original team.

Ye Xuefeng came to Jiangbei United Machinery Company and the ironmaking plant to inspect, all the production equipment is intact, the workers are full of energy, and the raw materials are also abundant, he said with satisfaction: "You have retained a wealth for the country, and this credit should be recorded in the annals of history." ”

Xiao Lang, the acting mayor who accompanied the inspection, said worriedly: "When will the army launch the battle of crossing the river, General Chen is now fighting guerrillas in the south of the Yangtze River, and he is surrounded and suppressed by the Kuomintang's heavy troops, and the situation is grim." ”

Ye Xuefeng laughed heartily: "Mayor Xiao, why are you more anxious than me, the battle of crossing the Yangtze River depends on the decision of the Party Central Committee and the coordination and cooperation of the fraternal troops, the crossing of the Yangtze River by millions of men and horses is also rare in history, how can you rush it, as for the safety of General Chen, there is no need to worry at all, our army has guerrilla activities in the south of the Yangtze River, and they will help." ”

Xiao Lang said: "Then I'll rest assured." ”

Suddenly, a staff member came out of breath: "Mayor Xiao, it's not good, the troops are cutting down trees." ”

Xiao Lang said: "What's the panic, what's wrong with cutting down trees." ”

The staff said: "They cut down the camphor trees on the river beach and said that they would build wooden boats to cross the river." ”

Xiao Lang understood, and said: "Political Commissar Ye, the trees on the river beach are for flood control, they have been growing for more than 20 years, and the citizens go here every summer to enjoy the shade, if the troops need wood, I suggest cutting down the trees on Yunshan." ”

A hint of imperceptible unhappiness flashed between Ye Xuefeng's eyebrows, and he immediately smiled: "Okay, I immediately ordered them to stop cutting." ”