From mid-August to early September 1944, the Japanese puppet army in Shandong gathered the 59th Division, the 1st Infantry Brigade, the 5th Mixed Brigade, and the 65th Division from Jinan, Qingdao, Zibo, Zhucheng, Yanzhou, Zaozhuang, Xinpu, Lianyungang, and other places, and the puppet army Wu Huawen, Rong Ziheng, and Li Pingping, totaling about 20,000 people. In an attempt to jointly attack and eliminate the party, government, and military leading organs of our Shandong and Binhai districts,

This was another large-scale "sweep" in Shandong after the hostile 50,000-strong "sweep" in the Yimeng Mountains in the winter of 1941.

People say: "autumn" sweep is the most cruel, in fact, the cruelty is nothing more than the "autumn" sweep after the green yarn tent is overturned, and the west wind blows in the late autumn season,

The enemy carried out a frantic sweep along both sides of the Longhai railway line, which continued for ten days.

At this time, Song Jiliu and Gu Mu, the head of the United Front Work Department of the Shandong Military Region Headquarters and the political commissar of the Binhai Second Division, together with his military engineering team and Fang Xiao, deputy chief of the reconnaissance section of the Binhai Military Region, and others, penetrated through the gaps of the enemy from all walks of life in the light of fire and gunfire, so as to avoid fighting head-on with the superior enemy.

Political Commissar Gu felt: "After many battles and this counter-sweep, this small armed force pulled out from the seaside of Shandong has reached the point of perfection, and it is particularly familiar with the tactics of digging out the heart behind enemy lines,"

At present, as usual, it is dark, the team members are ready to pack, to camp in the secret village designated by the team headquarters in the south or north of the road, as soon as they enter the village, Wan Hong was elected as the secretary general, and is very good at dealing with the village chief, the house to be fed, from Wan Hong's hands to get money to buy vegetables, because Wan Hong is the deputy economic captain of the whole team, from the enemy's side, a large number of money handed over to the superiors, a small batch left for public use, because the deputy of the team to buy things in cash, so he is more comfortable with things,

Late at night, the comrades of the Wugong team slept on the straw bunks, only the sentry patrolled at the edge of the village, and at dawn, when the enemy was attacking, they pulled out the Zhuangzi, went to the mountain to hide, and sent people to watch the enemy's movements from a high place, and when they found that the enemy was coming here, they moved to other places.

This night, they camped in a small mountain villa in the north of the road, the team members all slept, only the small grass house where the team headquarters lived still had lights, the political commissar Gu sat on the grass bunk, looking at Wan Hong enthusiastically, this young man was wiping the gun under the lamp, he was using a Japanese box gun captured from the enemy ship, from his skillful gun wiping action, the political commissar felt that he was simply a very capable young commander,

"Wan Hong, how are these days,"

Wan Hong knew that the meaning of Commissar Gu's question was to ask himself if he could live behind enemy lines, because Commissar Gu often asked the team members like this, explaining that life behind enemy lines was hard, and they had to rely on two legs to play hide and seek with the enemy, but their task was very glorious, so when he heard Commissar Gu's question, he raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes and replied with a smile:

"It's good, it's very interesting for us to live like this, now you want to ask me to squat up like I did in Qingdao, I'm not used to it, we're so good, the devil is not happy, they are always beaten, they can't find us, the devil's stomach is going to burst,"

When Wan Hong said this, she laughed haha, and she laughed so innocently,

"Yes," said Commissar Gu,

Wan Hong then pointed to the two flying shoes on his feet and said: "Commissar Gu, in terms of opinions, the shoes are not enough to wear, in the past on the beach and in the city, you can't wear a pair for half a year, and now one pair in two months is not enough, and the other is that we haven't engaged in steamships for a long time, sometimes we are on guard at night, and I hear the whining of the steamer in the distance, my heart is itchy, Commissar Gu, let's do more steamships in the future,"

"Of course," Political Commissar Gu said affirmatively, "we are a coastal armed engineering team, and our mission is to operate in the enemy-occupied areas on the seaside, and of course we will often engage in steamships, but we may also help other armed engineering teams blow up the enemy's trains."

"What, blowing up the train, that's too much fun, why don't you go and do it now, Commissar Gu," Wan Hong said, getting up from the straw shop,

Commissar Gu yawned, didn't answer, nodded and smiled, and was about to go to sleep on the straw bunk, he saw Yun Duo sleeping sweetly there, but Jiliu was squatting in the corner, smoking sullenly there, Gu Mu knew what Jiliu was thinking about in the past two days, he was sad for the death of the flag worker Lao Ma at Xinpu Railway Station,

The people who ran out of Xinpu two days ago said that Lao Ma, an underground worker at the station, was captured by the devils one night, and this old man was tortured by the devils and died under the devil's bayonet in order to help the anti-Japanese work of the coastal martial arts team.

"Rest, Old Song," Commissar Gu comforted his comrades-in-arms, "We will avenge Lao Ma,"

"Okay," Jiliu is a strong man who does not easily reveal his sad feelings,

When the grief and indignation in his chest burned like fire, Song Jiliu's thin lips were tightly closed, his eyes slightly slanted upwards were particularly bright, and he spoke word by word, categorically; When he was angry to the extreme, his upper and lower teeth grinded loudly, no matter how much grief he had, he didn't like to be comforted by others, this is his character formed by his childhood full of suffering, fighting against cruel fate without help,

Political Commissar Gu fully understood Jiliu's character, but Jiliu still didn't want to show the grief in his heart, so he just said: "It's nothing," but he was very respectful to Political Commissar Gu, so he said like an explanation and a complaint: "He's a very good old comrade,"

"Yes," Wan Hong, who had wiped the gun, also interjected, although they didn't talk about their names, but they all knew who they were talking about, because the death of the worker's old horse caused a lot of fluctuations in the hearts of each team member.

Political Commissar Gu continued: "On the night of the day I went to Lianyungang Wharf, I jumped over the wall to his house, and when I saw him, he held my hand tightly, and when I handed him the slogan leaflet, he only said: 'Okay, okay,' without thinking about his own danger at all, but he repeatedly asked me if the Qingdao steamer had injured his own people, and you said that he cared about us."

Jiliu wiped away his tears and said, "Yes, I heard that he didn't say a word when he died, he didn't bow his head to the devil's bayonet, he said: 'I am the enemy workers, I am the underground party, because I am Chinese,' but he did not say a person's name, so he was stabbed to death with a bayonet......"

There was silence in the house, and people were silently mourning the venerable old worker who had died heroically, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside, and Xiang Xiao, who was standing guard at the door, stood at the door of the team headquarters and shouted:

"Report,"

"Come in,"

With Jiliu's brief reply, Xiang Xiaozhan introduced two people, the first one Gu Mu recognized as the correspondent of the Binhai Naval District, and the back was an old lady in the clothes of a farmer, he didn't see the old man's face clearly, only saw the white hair on the old man's head, he thought that this might be the correspondent to find a guide to lead the way, but he wondered why he was looking for such a sixty-year-old old lady,

When Gu Mu was looking at the old man, Fang Xiao, who was sleeping at the door, took the letter, because he slept at the door, so he took the letter easily.

So, Gu Mu greeted the old man: "Please sit down, old aunt," and then took the letter from Fang Xiao's hand, and concentrated on reading the letter under the lamp,

This letter is two: one is a letter from Commander Luo Huasheng of the Second Binhai Division to exchange views with Political Commissar Gu Mu, and the other is an urgent letter from the Binhai Military District Command.

When Xiao Zhan and the correspondent saluted and walked out of the house, Fang Xiao saw that the white-haired old man was still sitting next to Jiliu, he thought to himself why didn't this guide go back with the correspondent, and when he was surprised, Commissar Gu raised his eyes from the letter paper and said to Jiliu solemnly: "Old Song, Commander Chen Shiyu has come to order, we have a new task,"

Jiliu heard that there was a new task, so he hurriedly pushed another team's deputy Yun Duo, Yun Duo suddenly sat up from the grass bunk, rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

The old man sitting in the distance of the light, staring at the person reading the letter with divine eyes, as if he was anxious to finish reading the letter before he could catch his breath, when Gu Mu walked towards him, the old man stood up very politely, and the political commissar shook the old man's hard hand, although he saw that the old man's back was slightly hunched, but he felt that the old man was strong from the handshake,

"Come, let me introduce you," Commissar Gu looked back at Jiliu, Fang Xiao, and Yun Duo and said, "This is Aunt Meng from the mountains,"

Obviously, this title made the old man very unhappy, and he corrected and said, "No, comrade, don't call me Auntie, we are all gay men,"

"Yes, it's comrade," Commissar Gu said with a smile, "Because of your age, we call the old lady Shunzui to the older people, this is our Captain Song, Captain Xu,"

Before Gu Mu could introduce himself, he showed that he knew the army very well, so the old man said, "Then, you are the political commissar of Gu,"

"That's right," Yun Duo interjected,

After the introduction, Meng Chong looked lively, he took off the wig, it was a beautiful man, he didn't wait for others to speak, he came over again, and shook hands with Gu Political Commissar, Fang Xiao, Jiliu, Yun Duo and other comrades one by one, he shook hands as if he wanted to pick everyone up, and looked at everyone's face for a while, and said in his mouth: "Okay, good, I know you, you are really some great heroes,"

It seemed that Meng Chong was excited to get to know these heroes, he sat down again, his chest couldn't stop heaving, and his mouth was grinning.

The room was quiet, and everyone was listening to the political commissar Gu convey the new tasks of the Primorsky Naval District Command, (.mkxs.)

( Biography of Chinese and Foreign Heroes )