The soldiers of the 25th Regiment officially accepted the reorganization of the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, and the troops were assigned to the battle sequence of the 385th Brigade of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army.

After the reorganization of the troops, political commissars should be assigned to the regimental headquarters, and instructors and instructors should also be assigned to each battalion and company. Considering that the reorganized independent regiment was about to leave for Shanxi in the near future, Liu Bocheng, commander of the 129th Division, decided to wait for the troops to officially settle down in the northwest area of Shanxi before starting to distribute and give specific instructions to the above-mentioned political workers.

took off the military uniform that he had worn for more than ten years, and stroked the scratched collar badge on the neckline, which was glued with a two-bar three-star pattern representing the rank of colonel. The badge attached to the left chest of the military uniform has been soaked in blood as early as the defense of Nanjing, and the text on it is faintly visible: Yang Longfei, commander of the 25th Regiment of the 249th Brigade of the 67th Division of the Army, was worn by the Republic of China in the 24th year.

In addition to the military uniform, Yang Longfei remembered that there should be two other things: one of them was a Zhongzheng sword engraved with the words "Graduation Anniversary of the Fifth Phase of the Central Military and Political School", and the reverse side of the hilt was also engraved with the words "Presented by Principal Jiang Zhongzheng", this portable sword can be called the highest honor for all graduating students that year.

The other thing is a first-class Baoding Medal awarded by the Ministry of Military Affairs of the National Government after the Battle of Luodian. Yang Longfei clearly remembered that the Baoding Medal was personally worn on his chest by General Luo Zhuoying, who was the commander of the 18th Army at the time. After wearing it, General Luo Zhuoying solemnly told him as if he was reciting a text: Ding is the important weapon of the country and the treasure of the country. It symbolizes that those who have won this chapter will have meritorious service in defending the country, and the country will cherish it like a tripod, and the light of honor will shine for thousands of generations.

But it is a pity that these two souvenirs that are enough to witness the history and honor of the first half of his life were lost in the Battle of Nanjing.

Yang Longfei, like all professional soldiers, cherishes and values honor. For soldiers, honors and medals are not only a symbol of status, but also an affirmation of history and a country, an army, for the merits they have established.

Yang Longfei sat on the edge of the kang, one arm on the kang table and was silent. Suddenly, he was so cold and idle, he was really a little unaccustomed. You know, two days ago he was still worried about the future of the troops. Touching the wrinkled Eighth Route Army uniform on his body, Yang Longfei can be said to have mixed tastes. Suddenly, he felt as if something was glued to his fingers. When he turned over his palm, he understood that it was the ash of plants and trees that fell from his military uniform, which made Yang Longfei feel crying and laughing. To be sure, the workmanship of this garment is a bit worse.

Yang Longfei himself is not a person who pays special attention to dressing up, or rather, he is simply a man who is not particular about life. His purpose is only one thing, as long as he can't freeze. Therefore, wearing crooked brims, untidy clothes, and armed belts as horsewhips have almost become a habit of his life. For this reason, General Li Shusen, the commander of the 67th Division, criticized him many times in person, and finally got angry and scolded Yang Longfei with a punch in the chest: "Damn, the entire 67th Division can you?" ”

Scolding and scolding, but Yang Longfei's weight in the hearts of Li Shusen and his party is undoubted, including one of his former superiors——— General Cai Bingyan, commander of the 201st Brigade of the 67th Division who died on the Songhu battlefield. As far as military personnel are concerned, command ability and combat experience should be ranked first, and other rules and regulations are insignificant compared with the former.

Yang Longfei continued to ponder, and a scolding voice mixed with Tianjin accent came from outside the house: "His grandmother's, what kind of torn clothes are these?" If you move your crotch a little, it's rotten? The craftsmanship of the people in this quilt factory is clearly a 288, and it is not good to see the workmanship at a glance......"

Yang Longfei shouted: "What did you kid say? ”

As soon as the words fell, the guard Li Shenshu lifted the curtain and strode into Yang Longfei's room, complaining with a bitter face: "Regiment commander, I mean this dress, look at this torn military uniform, this is ...... Don't they have clothes dyed with plant ash, right? My obedient man, when I lift my trouser legs, it is a layer of dust, and I can't sweat, otherwise the ash will be difficult to wash on my body. Regiment commander, the life of the Eighth Road is far worse than that of the national army, and even a piece of clothing is not comfortable for people to wear! Regiment commander, or I'd better change into the previous military uniform of the Central Army, it's really awkward to wear it! Look, why are the bottoms of these pants still strangled with butt grooves, you say? It makes me uncomfortable......"

Yang Longfei scolded disdainfully: "Where did you come from so much? Lao Tzu's previous clothes have been worn for more than ten years, and he still doesn't feel awkward when he puts on his current military uniform. ”

Li Shenshu pouted unconvinced: "Regiment leader, you are duplicitous. I can see you're more awkward than I am. Not only for this dress, but even for the adaptation of the eight roads, you are a little bit out of your heart. Captain, I'm not wrong, right? ”

Yang Long Feipi looked at Li Shenshu with a smile and said, "Ho, is it possible that your kid is a roundworm in Lao Tzu's stomach?" I just have such a little idea in my head, and you kid can see it? Could it be that when you were a kid practicing martial arts, your master also taught you the ability to give people faces? ”

Li Shenshu scratched the back of his head embarrassedly to deny it, and then changed the subject: "Alas, regiment commander, when I first came over, I seemed to see a lot of soldiers gathered outside the house, do you want to go out and have a look?" ”

After Yang Longfei picked up the hat of the Eighth Route Army from the kang table and put it on, he got up and waved his hand and said, "Let's go, go and see!" ”

Li Shenshu was right, a total of more than 500 cadres and soldiers from all over the regiment had arrived, and all of them had changed into the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army. The uniform system was unified, the team was arranged in an orderly manner, and all the soldiers who couldn't stand in the courtyard gathered outside the courtyard, and everyone was waiting for the appearance of the regiment commander Yang Longfei.

Yang Longfei was stunned for a moment after pushing open the door, looking at the team of hundreds of people in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart. Is this still the 25th regiment of the year? After the end of the Battle of Nanjing, almost everyone in the whole regiment was dressed like a flower child, not to mention unkempt, but it was almost the same, and the whole regiment looked very embarrassed. But the army in front of him is very different from the previous one, with uniform uniforms and all kinds of weapons and equipment, but one thing is undeniable, that is, the morale of the whole regiment has not been crushed by the previous battle. On the contrary, everyone straightened their backs, raised their heads and looked at themselves with the most tenacious gaze, and Yang Longfei felt very relieved.

Zhang Shan should have also received the news of the reorganization of the troops, only to see him standing outside the queue, his body facing the whole regiment at a 45-degree angle to the right, and shouted: "All the independent regiments are there, salute ———"

The soldiers of the whole regiment raised their right arms almost at the same time and saluted the regiment commander Yang Longfei with a standard military salute.

Yang Longfei also returned with a military salute. After the ceremony, Yang Longfei said half-jokingly in order to liven up the atmosphere: "Today's state is good, yesterday it was like a frosted eggplant, what's wrong today?" One is more energetic than the other, dressed like a son-in-law, and happier than marrying a daughter-in-law? ”

The whole regiment burst into laughter.

Yang Longfei laughed a few times, then waved his hand to signal quiet, and continued: "I think the brothers should know what is going on, I know, some of you have been unable to figure it out, saying that we did a good job in the national army, and suddenly switched to the Eighth Road. There are still people who must think that we have fought a good battle, our reputation has gone out, and the commendation order has been taken, and the glory of the ancestors is glorious! But at this level, we broke away from the battle sequence of the national army and accepted the adaptation of the Eighth Road, which is somewhat unpleasant in my heart, which I absolutely understand. I also know that some of you here have a problem with the awkwardness of wanting to hear what I have to say, but they don't dare to ask. Today, taking advantage of this opportunity, our group is rare to gather together, let's be like a family, and give me all the things you want to say and want to ask, and I can answer your questions one by one! The most important thing our group lacks now is time......"

A thin soldier asked loudly: "Regiment commander, I want to know, after we accept the reorganization of the Eighth Route Army, we will stop fighting devils?" ”

Yang Longfei frowned and asked, "How can you kid have such thoughts, who told you that after joining the Eighth Route Army, we won't fight devils?" Did I say that? ”

"You didn't say it, but I saw it in the newspaper of the Central News Agency before, and the newspaper said that the Communist Party team was worried about fleeing as soon as they heard the gunshots, and they were beaten by Chief Chen in Jiangxi and even lost their nest. Regiment commander, even our Central Army has a hard time fighting the Japanese, can they fight on the Eighth Route? ”

This sentence seemed to clarify the hearts of everyone present. Also, it is indeed too abrupt to accept the adaptation of the Eighth Route Army in just two days. As the supreme commander of this unit, Yang Longfei knows what every soldier thinks in his heart, and he can understand this.

Zhang Shan, the deputy head of the regiment, wanted to relieve Yang Longfei from the siege, but he stretched out his hand to stop the other party. Yang Longfei looked at the soldier who asked the question with blazing eyes, and said: "Before answering your question, I need to state a few points: first, I haven't read much of the report of the Central News Agency, and I don't know what is written on it about the anti-Japanese resistance of the Communist Eighth Route Army; Second, I had never participated in a general campaign against the Shaanxi-Gansu-Suining Border Region, so naturally I had no right to arbitrarily judge the situation at that time. Third, since the first shot of the Anti-Japanese War, our regiment has participated in the Battle of Songhu and the Battle of Nanjing. On the battlefield, how my Yang Longfei performed is obvious to all. As for what evaluation you give me, I won't ask much, and you don't need to say it, justice is in the hearts of the people. What I want to say is that although we lost these two battles in the end, the morale of our regiment did not lose, and our soul is still there! There are not many soldiers in our regiment who have read books, but as long as they are veterans of the 25th regiment, I believe they will remember the two sentences I liked to say when I was fighting, and this is also a sign that our whole regiment needs to be printed on everyone's heart. I'm asking you now, that's what these two sentences say?! ”

The veterans in the team barely reacted, and shouted in unison out of a completely subconscious state: "Put it to death and come back to life, and the brave wins when you meet on a narrow road!" As soon as the words fell, the eyes of many fighters were wet.

"That's right, that's what you want! I, Yang Longfei, don't say dark words, and I'm not afraid of others laughing at me and bragging. In a word, everyone who can enter our 25th regiment is a five-foot-tall man, and no one is a soft egg. Just like you asked, can we beat the little devils? What I want to say is that whether you can fight it or not, this war has begun! Do we have any other way out than to go down with the devil? In the final analysis, all of you here are gentlemen, as the old saying goes, 'the family has a pillar, and the country has a pillar'. If you want me to see, this war has been fought to this day not only to win or lose, but also to win back the face, backbone and dignity of our Chinese! We are all soldiers, watching little Japan kill people and set fire to our territory, can we endure that still Chinese? Speaking of which, I'll just talk to all of you here, as long as I don't get rid of the little devils for a day, I, Yang Longfei, will never grind, and resolutely drive these bitches back to their hometown in Japan! ”

Yang Longfei spoke with emotion, and the soldiers were very moved after hearing it, and they applauded one after another.

Another soldier asked a question: "Regiment commander, let's go to the eighth road, what can we do with the equipment supply in the future?" I asked their soldiers, and they said that the ammunition would be replenished once, and that anything in the future would have to rely on capturing devils. Regiment leader, it doesn't matter whether we receive the money or not, we can't let the brothers carry burning sticks with their empty hands to play with the devils, right? How many lives do you have to fight to get the equipment of a regiment? ”

Yang Longfei shouted in a mocking tone: "You kid doesn't lack arms and legs, is it difficult to seize some guns and ammunition by yourself?" People can use the big blade in their hands to replace the big blade in their hands with a three-eight big cover, fast and slow machine, you can't do it? Is it because you have too many comfortable days for your rabbit cub or is your parents giving you less guts? ”

The warrior retreated into the group in shame, causing a burst of laughter from the warriors around him.

The first battalion commander Xie Dacheng was also energetic when he heard this, and he also pretended to shout: "Regiment commander, do you mean that the soldiers of our regiment will have to rely on their own ability to eat or meat in the future, right?" ”

Yang Longfei smiled: "That's right, that's what it means, you kid finally got his senses?" Brethren, since we have talked about the future development line of our regiment today, I will simply explain this thoroughly. Of course, this was not my idea, I just borrowed the experience of our brother troops. In this way, starting tomorrow, the companies began to divide their forces. The three battalion commanders took their respective teams to other places to establish defense areas and set up battalion headquarters, and the same is true for the companies below. When the time comes, you will begin to build your own territory, to catch your own prey, and to store your own possessions, and I will neither ask nor interfere. Of course, I am not completely unintervening, and all companies still have to be unified and coordinated, with the regimental headquarters as the overall situation. If any of you get a Type 92 infantry gun or a 105* gun or something in the future, you are not allowed to take it privately, you must get it to the regimental headquarters for me, this is a matter of principle, do you understand? Whoever dares not to report it, you see that I don't smoke his little rabbit ......"

Xie Dacheng became even more energetic after hearing this, he seemed to be deliberately provoking Qian Liyuan, the second battalion commander, and Cao Guang, the third battalion commander who were standing beside him, so his voice was doubled and shouted: "Regiment commander, don't worry!" The first battalion, did you hear it clearly? If you want to eat meat, give me a good job in the future, if you only think about drinking soup, get me out of the camp, I don't want to be a bastard in Xie Dacheng's team! ”

Yang Longfei waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, you kid don't sing high notes for me here anymore." In the future, if you drink the northwest wind in your battalion, you can not come to me, even if you burn high incense...... Okay, that's all for today, you've got all the questions you need to ask, right? If you're done asking, let's leave! Don't pestle them one by one like telephone poles, you can see Lao Tzu's heart hairy. Let's all disperse, each of them brings it back! ”

The correspondent who came from the division headquarters hurried over the mountain road of nearly 100 miles, and finally arrived at the headquarters of the regiment headquarters of the pre-1st regiment before the sun went down. The correspondent slid off his horse out of breath, took out a telegram with an envelope, and handed it to Zhang He, the regiment commander, and Hu Dequan, the political commissar, who were walking outside the courtyard.

The letter clearly stated in black and white: Yang Longfei, the head of the independent regiment, must lead the whole regiment to Shanxi early tomorrow morning to stand by.

Political Commissar Hu Dequan frowned and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't the original telegram say that the team should rest for a few days before it was pulled? The team will leave tomorrow, and the order will be delivered now, and if everyone sleeps later, won't it delay things? ”

Zhang He shouted with a big grin: "Okay, my big political commissar, don't complain!" Do you really think of us here as the Central Army? I also think it's convenient to have a radio station, don't we have it? How good the hell are the devils in the Lunan area, grandma's, every time they collide with the little devils, these dogs send a distress telegram outside, and the radio is blown up after sending. Several times the soldiers of our regiment desperately tried to rob the devil's radio station, but before they could get closer, they were either beaten into a sieve by the enemy's machine guns, or they were swept away by the air wave of *! ”

Hu Dequan ignored Zhang He's swearing, and after he put away the telegram and stuffed it into his pocket, he said to the division correspondent: "In this way, if you work harder, you can hurry to Zhangjiatun'er, two miles away, and call the newly reorganized independent regiment Commander Yang to us for help, and say that we have something to do with him." When the time comes, you come with him, don't go back at night, I'll ask the warrior to find you an empty room to rest well, and then hurry tomorrow morning......"

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After the winter, the northwest of Jin Province shows a sense of gloom, the grass and trees wither, the crows fall asleep, and the silence returns. At noon, there was another heavy snowfall, and the thick snow could swallow almost the entire soles of people's feet, and the mountains were crisscrossed with footprints. Winter in Shanxi is dark early, and it is not yet seven o'clock, and the village is already out of reach.

Gao Ya was using the faint light of a candle to check the outline of the medicine and the quantity of equipment that had just been delivered an hour earlier. She rubbed her tired eyes with the backs of her hands every few minutes of work, not because she hadn't done such high-pressure work before, but because the lighting made her eyes tired. Even so, Gao Ya still cherished this faint little flame very much, for fear that the whistling north wind outside the window would blow into the house and the candle would go out.

Among her peers, Gao Ya is definitely a backbone and hard-working girl, and she is by no means pampered like those domineering official ladies, all thanks to her family education that she has been exposed to since she was a child. Although her parents from a scholarly family love her very much, they dare not be sloppy in her words and deeds. The second elder's wish is to make his baby daughter feel happy and happy in the process of growing up, and at the same time, she can also cultivate her into a well-read, gentle, and proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

It's just that what the parents didn't expect was that when Gao Ya learned and grew up exactly according to his parents' expectations, a small rebellion from the bottom of his heart would also emerge from the girlhood. In her opinion, although her parents who were literati were dignified, they lacked a trace of domineering in their bones, especially on their father.

Gao Ya clearly remembers that when his father was young, he had an old friend surnamed Yang, and the two were both literati and ink writers, and they had close contacts and deep feelings, but they were very different in terms of personality. The old man, who was elegantly called "Uncle Yang", was a notoriously stubborn temper and had an outward edge, especially after the "77 Incident", he especially liked to make patriotic remarks in public, openly calling on the people to support the anti-Japanese resistance.

Needless to say, in Peiping, which had long been occupied by the Japanese army, such anti-Japanese remarks would not have yielded good results. Gao Ya also learned a few years later that this old Mr. Yang met several drunk Japanese ronins at the mouth of an alley on the way home, and the two sides had an argument for some reason. It wasn't until dawn the next day that the old man's body was found by the citizens in the alley, and after a police autopsy, it was found that there were as many as 13 knife wounds on the old man's body, two of which were penetrating wounds that caused the front chest and back to be completely pierced, and one was directly stabbed into the heart with a sharp weapon. This incident caused great public indignation and condemnation in the society at that time, and even the police in Beiping were talking and denouncing behind their backs. Helplessly, under the obscenity exuded by the Japanese occupation forces, this murder case could not be solved.

On the contrary, his father, who has a soft personality, was able to stay in peace under the rule of the Japanese occupation forces. He neither accepted the inducements of the Japanese, nor did he openly oppose the policies of the Japanese army. While protecting himself, he also safeguarded the interests of the family, which was also an important factor for his father to survive safely until the victory of the Anti-Japanese War.

But in all fairness, Gao Ya, who has had a heroic dream since he was a child, doesn't like his father's honest and even timid character. What does a hero look like to her? Further, like Prometheus in ancient Greek mythology, who brought fire and hope to mankind; is like the anti-gold hero Yue Fei who "rushed to the crown with angry hair and leaned on the railing, rested in the rain, raised his eyes, looked up to the sky and roared, and was fierce"; is also one of the famous six gentlemen of Wuxu, Tan Sitong, a hero who left such an impassioned quatrain as "I smile to the sky with a horizontal sword, and go to keep the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun". Closer to it, it is like Uncle Yang, who has a stubborn personality, is not afraid of power, and dares to fight against evil forces, and his son......

Gao Ya finally finished the day's work, she leaned back in her chair and stretched, closing her eyes and recalling the past...... That guy named Yang Longfei doesn't know what's going on? Is he okay? Where is it now? I heard that he applied for the Whampoa Military Academy and joined the army, so is he in the national army now? There are countless questions buried in the bottom of Gao Ya's heart, but no one answers. Battles were fought at the front line, and thousands of soldiers were sacrificed almost every day on the battlefield with artillery fire. Thinking of this, Gao Ya's heart tightened suddenly, and she silently prayed to heaven in her heart, praying that this "old friend" of hers was still alive in this world, and she was looking forward to the day when she could reunite with this old friend who had been lost for many years.

Thinking of this, Gao Ya's heart suddenly warmed up again, and the corners of her cherry-like ruddy mouth curved upward, revealing a smile of relief.