Now, Luo Ronghuan shouldered the heavy trust of the commander and political commissar of the Shandong Military Region paid by the party to him, and personally came to Binbei to command the battle, Chen Shiyu and Wan Yi guided Xin Guangyu, Yu Yunguang, and representatives from all walks of life to meet him.

Luo Ronghuan walked over quickly, and greeted everyone with a spring breeze on his face.

"County Magistrate Yu," Luo Ronghuan held Yu Yunguang's hand tightly and said enthusiastically, "Thank you for your sincere support, and I thank you on behalf of all the commanders and fighters of the Shandong Military Region,"

"Chief Luo, thank you for coming to help us liberate the people, I, I ......" Yu Yunguang was so excited that he couldn't speak,

"Chief of Staff Chen, Deputy Commander Wan" Luo Ronghuan stretched his arms, tightly held the hands of Chen Shiyu and Wan Yi, and his bright eyes were filled with infinite affection, "** and President Zhu entrusted me to convey my condolences to all the comrades of your Binhai Naval Region, thank you for supporting this situation, expanding the party's influence, and creating favorable conditions for the overall work of the Shandong Military Region,"

"Commander, this is our business," Chen Shiyu said humbly, "If you hadn't called me Chief of Staff today, I would have forgotten my post as Chief of Staff of the Shandong Military Region."

"People must always be humble, and they must always prophet their own shortcomings, which can only increase their prophetic deficiencies, and then do something," Luo Ronghuan said earnestly,

"Yes, we must always be humble," Chen Shiyu said sincerely, and his overly emotional personality made his eyes burst into tears with excitement.

"This is," Luo Ronghuan looked at Xin Guangyu who was squeezing over, his focused and thoughtful look, as if facing an old comrade-in-arms who had known each other for a long time but only occasionally couldn't remember his name,

"This is Comrade Xin Guangyu," Wan Yi said.

"Oh, Comrade Guangyu, Comrade Wan Yi introduced you to me in the telegram a long time ago," Luo Ronghuan smiled heartily, he carefully examined Xin Guangyu's tall and strong heroic posture again, and said with emotion, "In my imagination, you are like this," said he moved his gaze to Xin Guangyu's left arm again, and asked with concern, "Is the gunshot wound on your body healed?"

"Commander, thank you for remembering, it's been good a long time ago," Xin Guangyu couldn't imagine that the general was so careful, how many military affairs needed him to deal with, and he was still worried about his gunshot wound,

"This is an old local revolutionary," Wan Yi introduced Ding Laohan to Luo Ronghuan again, "After the battle against Li Yongping in four or four years, Li Xianzhai succeeded as the commander of the puppet coastal garrison, Li Xianzhai was originally a hardcore traitor, and he was very favored by the Japanese army stationed in Qingdao during the Japanese puppet period.

"Oh, Comrade Ding, hello," Luo Ronghuan cordially shook the hand stretched out by Ding Laohan, "Thank you for your family's support to us and your sacrifice for Shandong's great cause of resisting Japan and saving the country,"

"Commander Luo, you are too awarded, the mountain people are rude and stupid, and please give the chief a lot of advice," Ding Laohan showed a modest look on his face,

"It is the pride of the Chinese nation to have a revolutionary family like you in Zangma County, Binhai Region, and I thank you on behalf of the party and the people for being old," Luo Ronghuan saluted Ding Laohan with tears in his eyes.

Luo Ronghuan wiped his tears and came to the representatives of all walks of life,

Representatives from all walks of life looked at him with deep respect, and he didn't have time to shake hands with so many people one by one, so he hugged his fists and bowed his hands in accordance with the traditional folk customs, and greeted him warmly: "We will work hard to defend the great rivers and mountains of Binbei, thank you for the affection of all walks of life, and live up to the trust of all walks of life."

Luo Ronghuan was so courteous and courteous, and so careful and thoughtful, so that everyone sincerely admired and sighed, everyone got out of the way, asked Luo Ronghuan to walk in front, and slowly walked through the welcome procession of the sandwich road together.

Countless eyes and countless hands, scrambling to throw themselves at Luo Ronghuan, Luo Ronghuan stopped from time to time along the road, shook hands with people, greeted, asked what and answered all kinds of questions raised by people concisely, gongs and drums opened, colorful flags were in front, and people surrounded General Luo Ronghuan into Dingjia Village.

Accompanied by everyone, they came to the big field, and the big field was a vast sea of people, "Welcome to the Shandong Military Region of the Eighth Route Army", "Down with Japanese imperialism", "Long live the Eighth Route Army", "Long live the Eighth Route Army" The slogans resounded in the sky, Luo Ronghuan waved his hand frequently,

Luo Ronghuan came to the front of the ranks of the Zangma County Brigade, he looked at the soldiers affectionately, for a long time, for a long time, and said with emotion: "Comrades, I convey the cordial condolences of the headquarters to you, you are good sons and daughters of Zangma, and you are excellent sons and daughters of the people in the border area."

The soldiers held their heads high and accepted the review of General Luo Ronghuan, this kind of lofty commendation, and did not make them immediately happy, Luo Ronghuan from that pair of resolute eyes, saw the thoughts of the soldiers, they were not in a hurry to use words but were ready to use practical actions in the future, to answer the party's care and praise for them,

Close to the Zangma County Brigade is a militia team with big swords and spears, and their weather-beaten faces are full of confidence and pride in life for the first time.

"This is the militia of Chengguan District," Xin Guangyu, who accompanied the review, introduced from the side.

"Only when the whole people are armed, can the victory of the Anti-Japanese War be guaranteed," Luo Ronghuan said happily and walked to the front of the ranks.

The young man at the head of the ranks attracted Luo Ronghuan's attention, and his bright and clear eyes burned with the brilliance of joy from the depths of his heart.

Chen Shiyu noticed that Luo Ronghuan was paying attention to this young man, so he introduced: "This is the third brother of our Shandong hero and hero Song Jiliu, named Song Xiaosan, and my headquarters used to live in his house,"

"Oh, Third Brother Song," Luo Ronghuan smiled brightly, and pinched the third son's shoulder hard, "It's really a brother who has no rats, and it seems to be famous when we meet, no wonder, Comrade Shiyu, Wan Yi and Gu Mu like you so much, come, let me see your weapon," Luo Ronghuan said and took the sword from the third son's hand,

The back of the sword is thick and thin, and with a flick of the fingers, it is a good fellow, and a piece of red silk is tied to the handle of the sword, which shows the master's love for this weapon,

"This is made by the best blacksmith in Ganyu," Miko proudly explained,

"Wow, folks, with this, you won't have to worry about not being able to grab the cannon and machine gun from the enemy," Luo Ronghuan raised his sword high and said excitedly, "General He Long started with a kitchen knife, fought out the cadres and thousands of horses, and fought the revolutionary base area, the matter is man-made, the important thing is to have the ambition and courage to overwhelm the enemy,"

"With the Eighth Route Army taking the lead, everyone will not be afraid of the enemy's three heads and six arms," Song Xiaosanzi replied loudly,

Luo Ronghuan was solemnly moved, picked up the sword in both hands, and returned it to this brave master who expressed the will of the people in the border area.

Luo Ronghuan inspected for a week, returned to the center of the field, scanned everyone again with a clear and clear gaze, and then raised his arms and shouted:

"Long live the anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians in Shandong, long live the heroic fathers of the coast,"

The voice from the heart, in every corner of the mountain village and the field has a loud echo, imprinted on the hearts of the people, since the beginning of the world, people, ordinary civilians, for the first time to be so supremely respected, but also for the first time to feel the power of their own existence, the square with the sound of shouting slogans, one after another, for a long time, resounding through the mountains and rivers, (..)

( Biography of Chinese and Foreign Heroes )