79 Readings. Read. On the second day after the end of the anti-"sweep" in May, Luo Ronghuan, commander of the Shandong Military Region, set out from the headquarters and rode a horse with guards along an ox cart road towards the northwest area of Qingkou in Ganyu.

Along the way, what unfolded in front of him was a thriving and vibrant battle scene: in all villages, militiamen with spears on their backs were seen patrolling and practicing martial arts; The villagers with big shovels and hoes are eradicating the traces of evil left by the enemy, they are tearing down the broken walls, digging new soil and preparing to build new houses, and in the fields of crops trampled by wild beasts, people are busy cultivating soil and fertilizing...... There was no trace of sadness on their faces, and there was a warm and tense atmosphere everywhere.

Looking at the boundless green gauze tent rolling green waves, the corn leaves shining in the sun as if splashed with oil, the old willows hanging down and sprouting, the new buildings full of blue flowers, and the sun finches whining proudly in the sky, all these are not a vivid portrayal of the excellent situation in the anti-Japanese base area, and all this is not exactly the embodiment of the indomitable fighting spirit of the anti-Japanese army and people in the coastal area.

Luo Ronghuan looked at all this, and felt happy in his heart, he very much hoped to meet Chen Shiyu, Tang Liang, Gu Mu, Song Jiliu and others in the Binhai Naval Region as soon as possible, not only because they had particularly deep revolutionary feelings among themselves, but more importantly, he wanted to see the young cadres who had grown up rapidly in the arduous and complicated struggle against the "sweeping" and the anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians in the coastal area who had been baptized by battle, and to bring them a more glorious and difficult task.

As to whether or not the coastal region can accomplish this task brilliantly has a bearing on the strategic arrangements of the entire Shandong Military Region, and the sound of the drum has to be hammered hard, he would like to remind Chen Shiyu and others this time: Although little Japan is about to be defeated and several other roads have won battles, the lessons of Comrade Fu Zhuxiao's sacrifice must be profoundly remembered, and members of the district party committee in particular should bear in mind that to a certain extent, this may be of greater significance than simply winning one or two battles......

Luo Ronghuan walked all the way and thought about it, and suddenly two little ghosts with red tassel guns jumped out of the grass on the side of the road, only to see them raise their guns, stop the road and shout: "Stop, take the road,"

"It's really a bit of a base," Luo Ronghuan looked at the two children in front of him: the male, with a fat round face and tiger eyes; Female, with two pigtails, a goose-egg-shaped face, a pair of big eyes are also black and bright, although they are only thirteen or fourteen years old, but the serious attitude on their faces obviously tells people who are not ambiguous,

Luo Ronghuan had long known that the children's group in the coastal area was doing a good job, and decided to test them, only to see him bend down and ask the little boy with a pleasant face: "Little friend, which village are you from?"

The little boy raised the red tassel gun in his hand and replied very vigorously: "Mussel Henan,"

The girl glared at the little boy, and then asked Luo Ronghuan sternly, "What are you doing, quickly take out the road?"

The little boy also realized that he had "gone off the rails" just now, and hurriedly stopped Luo Ronghuan with the tip of his gun and said angrily: "Quick, take out the road,"

"Road, yes, yes," Luo Ronghuan agreed, while pretending to touch around his body, touching for a while, he didn't find a piece of confetti the size of copper coins, he looked helpless, spread his hands, and said apologetically: "Ah, I forgot to bring the road, so let's forgive it once, I will bring it next time,"

"No, you are not allowed to walk without a road," the two children cried out almost at the same time.

Luo Ronghuan said with a smiling face: "We are passing, we are indeed good people, if we are really bad people, we don't dare to go in the daytime," and then beckoned a few guards to walk forward,

The girl hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to stop it, and said categorically: "There is no road, you can't go, whether you are a good person or a bad person, follow me to the militia brigade headquarters first,"

The little boy hurriedly pulled up a large conch on his back, took a sharp breath, puffed up his cheeks, and blew hard,

"Woo,,,," the sound of the snail alarm the whole Henan, Xiaohuang, Wanglou, Chengzi and other villages, men, women, old, young, some with spears, some with knives and forks, and some with dung rakes, shovels, from all directions, like a tide poured over,

The little boy straightened his voice and shouted: "Catch the bad guys, come and catch the traitors,......"

Luo Ronghuan couldn't help but smile when he looked at this scene, he honestly lowered his hands and stood up, and said to the guard next to him humorously: "I didn't expect to cause such a big disaster,"

Gu Mu was studying work with local cadres in Ganyu in Wanglou Village, and as soon as they heard that there was a situation outside, everyone picked up weapons and ran out.

Li Daxiang, the captain of the militia brigade, carried the machete, shook off his legs, and Ding Ding Dangdang rushed forward, his steps were eight feet long, and he stepped in front of everyone in three or five strokes, rushed to the front to take a look, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Ah, this is not ......" and then rushed up to take Luo Ronghuan's hand: "Ah, Chief Luo, why don't you say hello to us in advance,"

"Didn't I greet you," Luo Ronghuan smiled and shook hands with Li Daxiang and Gu Mu and others who followed behind him to say hello, "I said the blockade line, what if you run into the enemy," Li Daxiang explained, and then turned to the two children and said, "Zhang Dali, Wang Xiaoyan, why do you treat Chief Luo as a bad person,"

"I just said it, and you won't believe it," Luo Ronghuan stroked Wang Xiaoyanzi's two "little horns", kissed Dali's chubby face, looked at them with caressing and approving eyes, and said, "You two did the right thing just now, our children here, no matter what they do, should be so serious,"

Gu Mu teased vigorously and said: "Our lizi has dreamed of catching bad guys, and today I listened to Chief Luo's praise, I'm afraid I won't even be able to sleep in the future,"

Everyone laughed again, at this time the alarm had already been lifted, and a group of soldiers and villagers who had just arrived formed a circle under the shade of the tree outside the courtyard wall of the militia brigade headquarters, talking and laughing, very hot, Luo Ronghuan proposed to go up to them to see, Zhang Dali and Xiaoyanzi also followed behind them,

Luo Ronghuan and Gu Mu walked side by side, and Luo Ronghuan asked, "What about your Tang political commissar of Commander Chen?"

"I went to Chaoyang Village without having breakfast, I guess he must be talking to the local people," Gu Mu glanced at Commander Luo, "Commander, do you want to send someone to call them back?"

Luo Ronghuan looked at the time and replied: "Okay, but don't worry, let them finish things and come back, in addition, please come here with the members of the Binhai District Committee and the cadres above the battalion level of each unit to also arrive before dinner, I'll take this opportunity to take a walk,"

This is also Luo Ronghuan's usual working method, he inspects the work to understand the situation, not only stays at the conference table or the cadre's nest, but often personally goes to the masses, conducts investigations, visits, and chats with the masses, listens to the opinions of the masses, and understands the problems in the current struggle.

"The devil is finished, why are you still so strict with your sentry," Luo Ronghuan deliberately asked the two children behind him as he walked,

Zhang Dali clenched the red tassel gun and hurriedly replied: "What Uncle Gu said, we must learn the lesson of Political Commissar Fu's sacrifice and always raise revolutionary vigilance,"

Luo Ronghuan nodded with satisfaction, he walked to the troop station first, and as soon as he entered the door, he was immediately surrounded by the crowd, and the soldiers and militia of the Second Division and the Second Binhai Division asked Luo Ronghuan this and that, so lively,

Li Daxiang saw that Dali and Xiaoyan were still staring at this, so he urged: "You have handed over your post, why don't you go to class yet?"

Little Swallow flashed her big eyes and said, "We want to ask Uncle Luo to tell a story to the children's group,"

Daxiang waved his hand to her and was about to say something, but Commander Luo hurriedly agreed: "Okay, I just want to see your guerrilla teaching, let's talk here for a while, and we will come to you by ourselves for a while,"

Little Swallow and Dali were as happy as setting off firecrackers during the New Year, and they jumped to the school, shouting as they walked: "Uncle Luo is going to tell us a story, Uncle Luo is going to tell us a story,......

A group of children who were playing scattered, hearing this exciting news, did not wait for the teacher's whistle to go to class, and they all hula towards their class, under the leafy jujube tree, flying and running, (..)

( Biography of Chinese and Foreign Heroes )