It was a starless night, as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the northwest wind blowing on the sea in the distance was bitterly cold, and there was a slight salty smell in the wind. A recruit who had been in the army for less than a year stood behind a snake-bellied barbed wire fence with a bayonet on it, and behind him was a large iron gate painted grass green, and the electric light hanging in front of the guardhouse at the door was unstable due to the voltage and the light was on and off, shaking in the cold wind.

This was a division headquarters of the field army, codenamed Taishan. The division headquarters guard company is responsible for the guard, the guard is divided into two layers, there is a sentry at the gate, and there is a gate about 50 meters from the gate, which is guarded by two fighters holding ***.

The sentry standing in front of the gate was pacing back and forth at the sentry post, he was waiting for the next sentry to change the guard, and in 20 minutes he would be laid off. He rubbed his eyes vigorously to overcome the drowsiness that struck him. Suddenly, the lights of the car lit up in the distance lifted his spirits, a jeep with military license plates flew up, the sentry raised his hand to signal stop, the jeep stopped sharply behind the white line of parking, there was a piercing friction sound, two officers wearing four pockets of officers' uniforms jumped out of the car, and ran towards the sentry across the stop line. The sentry vigilantly raised his gun and shouted, "Who? Hold it! As he spoke, the bullet was loaded. An officer raised the briefcase in his hand and said, "From the intelligence department of the military region, there is an urgent document to be handed over to the division commander." The sentry hesitated for a moment, and two officers had come to him, one of the tall officers grabbed the sentry's rifle and flicked it to the side, and with a wave of the other arm, the sentry fell headlong to the ground......

The sneak attacker turned around and lit up a few times with a flashlight into the distance, and the snow-bright car lights immediately lit up in the distance, and the trucks of the brigade full of armed fighters of the "Jinggangshan Corps" came one after another, the iron gate was quickly opened, and the convoy rushed into the gate.

The sentry of the second cordon saw that the gate was open and several trucks had rushed in, knowing that something had changed, and hurriedly raised the gun to the sky to warn, and at the same time ordered to stop. The truck stopped, and a group of young female workers in labor cloth overalls jumped out of the car, holding high the red flag of the Jinggangshan Corps, holding hands and walking forward step by step...... The singing of the women workers sounded in the darkness:

Make up your mind

Not afraid of sacrifice,

Against all odds,

Go for the victory.

It takes some courage to shoot at an unarmed woman, the sentry is not an executioner, he can't do it, and he doesn't receive any orders to shoot at such a moment. The sentry lowered his gun......

The sneak attack planned by Zou Ming was very successful, and in less than half an hour, the division compound was completely occupied, and the commander and political commissar of the Taishan Division, who were sleeping, were driven out wearing pants and vests, and the armory was opened. Under Zou Ming's rearmament, the division headquarters compound became a fortress, and five lines of defense were piled up with sandbags from the gate to the main building of the headquarters. Rows of machine guns were majestically erected on the sandbags, and heavy machine guns, anti-aircraft guns, and Type 82 recoilless guns were also erected on the roof of the main building of the headquarters. Zou Ming decided to make this his new headquarters, which was well stocked with food and ammunition, an advanced communications system, and hundreds of trucks from the division's automobile battalion. Zou Ming's strength has increased greatly, and nothing can stop him from launching a final attack, and the day is coming to sweep away the "Red Revolutionary Alliance" in one fell swoop.

Li Yunlong was woken up by Secretary Zheng in his sleep, but when he learned the news, he was uncharacteristically not angry, which he expected. The barracks of the various units to which his army belongs spans two provinces, and there are dozens of them, and the rebels want to do it anyway, so if you find a random place, you can't prevent it, and the key is what to do now. If a division headquarters is occupied and the military is indifferent, it will immediately cause a chain reaction, and this case cannot be opened. The division commander of the Taishan Division is Li Yunlong's old subordinate, and he complained angrily on the phone: "No. 1, I have fought for so many years, and it is the first time that people have been beaten bare-chested, these rebels raised by bitches are too deceitful, and the superiors are not allowed to shoot us to defend ourselves?" As long as you give the order, I will transfer the Red Regiment of our division, and within half an hour, I will not be able to recapture the division headquarters and you cut off my skull. If you are only allowed to be beaten and not fought back, then we will not be able to take off our military uniforms to the rebels, let them do it, and I will go home and pick up the child. ”

Li Yunlong said angrily: "Come on, where are you complaining so much?" Don't send me any complaints, find the central '**' team to send it, can you report the losses, are there any casualties in the troops? ”

"Only the sentry was beaten with a stick, had a concussion, and is still lying in the hospital. In addition to the weapons and ammunition, all the documents in the confidential room fell into the hands of the rebels, as well as the password for the radio station, the distribution map of the permanent fortifications in the division's defense area, and the compilation table of troops and weapons. The division commander said.

Li Yunlong was silent, the development of the situation was much more serious than he expected, for the enemy's agents, this is a golden opportunity, this is equivalent to handing over a large amount of top-secret information to the other party, and the losses caused by this will be irreparable, Li Yunlong's head oozed cold sweat. He knew in his heart that it was not so simple to solve this crisis, and it was impossible to solve it without bloodshed. If the situation is escalated and waiting for instructions, this can certainly get rid of personal involvement, but the enemy agents will never wait. By then, those top-secret documents would probably have been on the desks of some of the heads of national intelligence agencies. In addition, the "Jinggangshan Corps" has obtained a large amount of weapons and ammunition, and Zou Ming, who has been the commander of an infantry regiment, will not be ignorant of the reason that the soldiers are noble and fast, and he is very likely to carry out a large-scale attack on the eastern district where the "Red Revolutionary Alliance" is entrenched, and the city will immediately be drowned in a pool of blood. I'm afraid there's no time to wait now, and we need to act now.

Li Yunlong didn't have time to think about it, he decisively issued an order: "Inform the guard battalion to assemble immediately, prepare for battle, and encircle the headquarters of the Taishan Division." "The sharp battle siren sounded, the air in the headquarters suddenly became tense, the soldiers wearing steel helmets and fully armed were gathering, the staff officers of the headquarters were already in a state of imminent battle, and the sound of the officers' orders and the roars of the engines of cars and motorcycles on the playground were intertwined.

Secretary Zheng said to Li Yunlong with a worried face: "No. 1, what if the rebels refuse to withdraw?" ”

Li Yunlong's face was grim, and he said simply: "Use force to forcibly disarm, whoever dares to resist, will destroy him." ”

Zheng Bo gasped and felt extraordinary, he changed his usual caution, grabbed a step to stop Li Yunlong, and said in a pleading tone: "No. 1, once the troops shoot, the consequences are unimaginable, there is no precedent in the country at present, a few days ago, Mao's speech on the 'February countercurrent' is still in my ears, please think twice about No. 1, this operation is not trivial, and if it is not good, it will be a large-scale bloodshed......"

Li Yunlong was walking out with a pistol holster, when he heard Zheng Bo's words, he suddenly stopped and hesitated, he was impulsive and even the commander of the military region dared to stand up, but he couldn't help but listen to the words of the great man Mao ** he admired, and fought bloody battles for decades under the command of Mao **, this army went from weak to strong under the command of Mao **, and every word of the leader was like Huang Zhong Dalu for him. Li Yunlong suddenly felt weak and couldn't take a step.

A few days ago, Mao **, who was furious, said: "It has been called a revolution for decades, but in the end, I am afraid of the student movement, who is afraid of the student movement?" Beiyang warlord, Duan Qirui, he was afraid, so he suppressed it. The result? The suppression of the student movement did not come to a good end, and every day they shouted the mass line, and when the masses really rose up, they were afraid to death and hated to death......"

Zheng Bo leaned close to Li Yunlong's ear and asked, "No. 1, do you want to ask the Central Military Commission for instructions?" ”

Li Yunlong thought for a moment and finally nodded.

After listening to Li Yunlong's report, a person in charge of the daily work of the Military Commission simply instructed: "You can take tough measures, and you will never be soft on those who dare to ignore the 'Eight Articles of the Military Commission', don't be afraid, there is a sword of Shang Fang given by Mao ** here, and you must act boldly." ”

The phone number of the office of Lin Biao, first deputy of the Central Military Commission and minister of national defense, was also connected. The instructions of the forest office were brief: it was possible to fight back.

Secretary Zheng said worriedly: "No. 1, what is 'tough measures'? What does it mean to 'be able to fight back', with a gun or with a mouth or a transcript? Why is there no clear indication? You must know that those rebels are not cold weapons with only big swords and spears, they are already armed to the teeth, and they will honestly wait for us to disarm? No. 1, I just went to look at the terrain, that Zou Ming is an expert, he has built a complete defense system, and the firepower has a great advantage, and as soon as the battle starts, the casualties on both sides are not small. No. 1, by that time you have a hundred mouths and you can't explain it clearly, unless there is a written order from the Central Military Commission that you can clearly shoot. ”

Li Yunlong's eyes were cold, and he looked directly at Zheng Bo: "Secretary Zheng, are you afraid?" ”

Zheng Bo hesitated for a moment and calmly met Li Yunlong's gaze: "Speak from your heart? ”

"Of course."

"Report No. 1, I was scared, and I was terribly scared. I'm not a bad breed, soldiers are not afraid of dying on the battlefield, what they are afraid of is that they will die in vain, and they are even more afraid of dying in the hands of their own people, and they will have to carry the black pot when they die. At present, we are not facing the enemy, but the masses and the common people, to put it mildly, they can be called mass armed groups, and they have responded to the call of the leader to rise up and rebel. If we shoot at them, we will be the executioners of the mass movement. On the other hand, they are enemies, to put it mildly, they are now a group of lawless armed mobs, which not only threaten national security, but also threaten the lives of most of the residents of this city, as the No. 1 head of the local garrison, if you do not take drastic measures, and so on have caused serious consequences, your crime should be dereliction of duty, in short, this is in response to the idiom 'success is also Xiao He, defeat is also Xiao He', we can't fight, we don't fight. Number 1, do you know Don Quixote? ”

Li Yunlong shook his head and said, "I heard my wife say, what's wrong?" ”

He admired the chivalry of the Middle Ages, and lived in the illusion of his own creation all day long, and over time, he took the illusion as reality, thinking that he had become a knight whose mission was to eliminate violence and save the world. Once, when he saw a huge windmill and thought it was the embodiment of the evil devil, he bravely took up a spear and fought the windmill, and was bruised and bruised. In the eyes of the world, he is a deranged and ridiculous guy, he lives in the history of the long past, and acts according to the thoughts and feelings of the era that has long passed, which is bound to cause a huge contrast between history and reality, and it is inevitable that he will be hit on the head and bled out. ”

Li Yunlong was confused when he heard this, and he said impatiently: "You have gone around in such a big circle, do you persuade me not to be this Don Quixote?" ”

"Actually, I admire his courage and righteous spirit, as well as his heroism in the face of evil, knowing that he can't do it, but unfortunately, it has been proved that no matter how good a person is, he can't surpass history, let alone stay in the history that has passed, otherwise, your position is absolutely dangerous. In the army, I am just a small deputy regimental cadre, and it is impossible for me to create history, influence history, or be responsible for history. As for your ......" Li Yunlong looked deaf.

"No. 1, you have the ability to make history or influence history, you hold the command of a large and well-equipped field army, once you give the order to shoot, you will create a precedent in the whole country, that is, history will be created, and your name will also be recorded in history, as for whether it is a good name or an infamy, it depends on whose hands the interpretation of history is."

Li Yunlong smiled: "I still don't understand a little, I gave the order, of course I should be responsible, what are you afraid of?" ”

"According to the practice of political struggle, the relationship between the chief and the secretary should be one with one with one at the expense of the other."

Li Yunlong stopped laughing, Zheng Bo's words really shocked him, it seems that his mind is simpler, you have to admit that his words can't be refuted, he didn't think about it so much before. Since it is a risky matter, there is no need to catch Zheng Bo. He picked up the phone and asked the head of the cadre department of the political department of the army: "I am Li Yunlong, and I now officially inform you that my secretary Zheng Bo is not resolute in carrying out the order, and I have decided to remove him from his position as secretary and the cadre department will rearrange his work, and I will ask him to report to you immediately." What the? Don't think about the punishment first, let him see the effect. ”

Hanging up the phone, Li Yunlong said to Zheng Bo with a solemn expression: "You have followed me for so many years, you know my temper. I like to be straight, manly, if you have something to say, if you have a fart, you will let it go, your words are very straightforward and reasonable, just like you just said, you are a small deputy regimental cadre, it is impossible to be responsible for history. That's right, if you don't work in your position, you can't seek your own government, but my situation is different, I must be responsible for history, who made me the commander of the army? I admit that my opponent may be much stronger than me, but the opponent has already unsheathed his sword, can I not show my sword? I want to try my luck, even if my era is over, but it's up to me to draw the end, right? Xiao Zheng, you can do it yourself. ”

Tears welled up in Zheng Bo's eyes, and he choked up and said, "Chief, thank you for protecting me, but you ...... What else can I do for you? ”

Li Yunlong waved his hand and said lightly: "Go and report, do a good job, if you can also become a military commander or a military commander in the future, you should not shirk your responsibility, if everyone does not dare to take responsibility, then there is no need for our army to exist, you have to remember!" ”

Zheng Bo saluted the old chief with tears in his eyes: "Chief, I remember, please take care, I bid you farewell." Li Yunlong looked at Zheng Bo's back and roared: "Let's go!" ”

A grass-green military radio truck was repeatedly broadcasting the "Eight Articles of the Central Military Commission" and the military's ultimatum to the encircled "Jinggangshan Corps." The division headquarters compound of the Taishan Division has been surrounded by the military headquarters guard battalion, and the soldiers with loaded guns and steel helmets have already entered the attack line, and the battle is about to break out, and the warning voice has been heard for the tenth time in the loudspeaker of the radio vehicle: "...... Immediately withdraw from the military apparatus and hand over the weapons and radios, otherwise you will bear all the consequences......"

At this time, Li Yunlong had not really made up his mind, and he very much hoped that those rebels would disarm and surrender under the pressure of the army. He could even take a step back, as long as they evacuated the division headquarters, handed over the radio code and top-secret documents, and left behind heavy equipment, even if they took some light weapons and ammunition, he would admit it.

Li Yunlong really couldn't do anything in the face of these workers who had been doing their duty, they were not enemies, they were all some people who had been at the bottom all the year round, and the laurels of the "leading class" had not brought them much real benefit, they had been paid very low wages all year round, barely able to feed the large number of people at home, and the heavy burden of life made them see no hope, and they lived in low, cramped housing, and their living conditions had almost no possibility of improvement. Li Yunlong had seen some classmates from workers come to Li Jian's house, they were wearing their father's torn work clothes, covered with patches, and stood hesitantly at the door of the living room, trembling and not daring to take a step, just like coming to the palace of the prince and nobleman with the red wall, those children's eyes always flashed with a frightened deer's unique look, as if they were ready to flee at the first time of movement. Li Jian also often mentioned to him the family situation of some classmates: "Dad, I have a fellow student who only has one hut and actually lives in seven people. As soon as you enter the door, you have to go to bed, eat and do your homework. His son's words made Li Yunlong's heart chill for a while. He didn't understand, why after more than ten years of liberation, why did the common people still live so hard? Do these working people really feel like they are in charge? To shoot at these ordinary people who are already living a very hard life is simply a sin, a soldier is not a butcher, not an executioner, not to mention that this army is a soldier from the people, and it is a sin to fire at his own father and brother. As soon as they heard that "rebellion is justified," they rushed to rise up and rebel, perhaps they thought that only rebellion could bring them new hope and improve their situation. Comparing his heart to his heart, he Li Yunlong participated in the "Jute Riot" back then, why not this mentality? At this time, Li Yunlong's surface was as calm as water, but his heart was like a churning oil pot, cold sweat kept flowing down his back, and even his underwear was soaked, and he was chanting over and over again in his heart: Folks, brothers, let's go, I will admit the weapons and ammunition taken away. Zou Ming, you bastard, even if you send someone out to negotiate, let's discuss, please, my army commander can't kneel down for you, the regiment commander......

He felt that he couldn't hold it anymore, his heart was softening little by little, becoming like a lump of soft mud that could pinch out water, he had seen a lot of corpses and mountains of blood and bullets in his life, his heart had never softened, but now it was as soft as mud.

Wu Yushui, the commander of the guard battalion of the military department, asked Li Yunlong for instructions with ***: "No. 1, you give an order, I promise to end the battle within half an hour." ”

In order to avoid large-scale bloodshed, Li Yunlong ordered that the "Jinggangshan Corps" be given another ten minutes to think about it.

Time passed minute by minute, the air seemed to be tense and about to freeze, and the "Jinggangshan Corps" radio speaker came out with a song composed for Mao's poetry:

The enemy army is besieged by thousands,

I didn't move.

…………

After the song, there was another wave of slogans:

Long live the Jinggangshan Corps!

…………

The soldiers of Jinggangshan swore to live and die with the position!

…………

Li Yunlong's heart hardened a little again, and reason seemed to have the upper hand. This gang of rebels must disarm, their destructive power is too great, if they are not stopped at this time, tomorrow or even tonight they may launch an attack on the "Red Revolutionary Union" in the eastern district of the city, although the leader of the "Red Revolutionary Alliance" Du Changhai is dead, but he has already produced a lot of gunners, they still have tanks and 152 howitzers in their hands, their command system is still effectively operating, when the strong and strong "Jinggangshan Corps" attacks the eastern district, the "Red Revolutionary League" cannot sit still, they will fight the trapped beasts, Even at the expense of dying together, detonating the ** placed in the core position of the College of Engineering, those with red eyes will not care about the lives of others. Li Yunlong seemed to see the tragic situation of the city covered by artillery fire, the death of thousands of people, the collapse of buildings, and the blue sparks of high-voltage power lines that had been blown up...... He remembered a World War II documentary he had seen before, which was shot after the streets of Volgograd, and the city was a huge, lifeless tomb. In previous wars, the most brutal and tragic was the street fighting in the city, where there was no clear battle line, no distinction between the front and the rear, no distinction between military targets and civilian buildings, no distinction between armed men, women and children, and the two sides fought back and forth street by street, house by house, and the casualty rate was so high that the whole city became a huge mill of flesh and blood...... Li Yunlong didn't dare to think about it anymore, if this terrible ending happened, the No. 1 chief of the local garrison would be a scapegoat sooner or later, and the lesser of two evils would be compared, since this bastard bastard's "Cultural Revolution" forced Lao Tzu to have no way out, Lao Tzu had no choice but to fight against the water, and life and death were up to heaven.

When the time limit was up, Li Yunlong gritted his teeth and gave an order: "Attack ......"

The company that served as the assault team jumped to its feet, and the fighters rushed towards the gate in a straggler line. At this time, the sound of the radio on both sides stopped, the scene was surprisingly quiet, only the chaotic footsteps of the soldiers of the assault team, at the moment when the troops approached the gate, the gunfire of the "Jinggangshan Corps" finally rang out, from the sandbag fortifications, on the roof of the building, the crossfire composed of light and heavy machine guns formed a dense fire network, the terrifying gunfire was particularly crisp, and a company of soldiers who were in the impact fell down at once......

The last thing Li Yunlong wanted to see finally happened. He was furious: "Fuck it, they dare to shoot, hit me ......" He dragged Xiao Wu's *** and pulled the bolt of the gun to rush upward, and the guard Xiao Wu rushed over and hugged him desperately......

Wu Yushui, the commander of the guard battalion, also roared angrily: "Fire at me!" Sniper, knock out those fire points for me, machine gun cover, the whole battalion will follow me......" He grabbed a *** and let out a terrible cry while shooting at the point, and rushed forward first. Fighters poured into the building.

The machine gunners who served as cover used continuous fire to dust the sandbag fortifications, the opponent's shooter was pressed in the fortifications and did not dare to raise his head, after a few shots from the sniper, the fire point on the roof of the building was dumb, and the opponent's substitute shooter quickly filled the firing position, and before he could pull the trigger, a few more gunshots rang out, and the head of the substitute shooter also bloomed, and this time no one dared to show his head. The soldiers of the guard battalion performed various tactical moves, even rushing through the aisle fortifications to attack the building, and the sound of gunfire like bursting beans in the building was endless, and the sound of short explosions and the screams of those who were shot were intertwined......

A staff officer said to Li Yunlong with a pale face: "No. 1, this is a big fight." ”

Li Yunlong was unmoved, and issued an order with a cold expression: "Quickly eliminate the remnants of the enemy, and all those who resist will be eliminated on the spot." "The rebels were, after all, a rabble, and under the attack of a well-trained field army, the entire defense system collapsed in an instant, and after 20 minutes, the gunfire in the building fell silent, and the division compound was completely occupied.

The casualty figures were quickly counted, with 48 dead and 110 wounded. The army lost 18 killed and wounded 14. Zou Ming, the No. 1 orderly of the "Jinggangshan Corps", still did not lose his true character as a soldier before he died, he used a pistol to knock down two soldiers who wanted to capture him alive in a row, and was finally beaten into a honeycomb by the battalion commander Wu Yushui with ***. Zou Ming maintained his heroic spirit until his death, his eyes widened angrily, holding the pistol in one hand, and holding a hand that unscrewed the lid with the other, and the ring was pulled on the little thumb, even the battle-hardened Li Yunlong looked at Zou Ming's corpse, and he was shocked and gave birth to a little admiration. He stared at Zou Ming's lifeless face for a long time, thinking to himself, this bastard is a man, it's a pity. When he turned around and was about to leave, his heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but look back at Zou Ming again, and said in his heart: This guy is also a person who fights with a spear and a windmill, and the era that belongs to him has long passed, and he is still in that era, so he can only die. Well? What is the guy who plays with spears called? Yes, Don Quixote.

When a bloody corpse was carried out of the building, even Li Yunlong, who had always been accustomed to the battlefield full of corpses, couldn't help but turn his head and couldn't bear to look at it again. He thought, Secretary Zheng is right, damn it, I'm making history.

After the division headquarters building was recaptured, Li Yunlong did not hesitate to issue a series of orders, and all units of the field army quickly attacked, surrounded all rebel organizations with weapons, and forcibly disarmed. The bloodshed in the division headquarters building had frightened them long ago, and they finally discovered that this army commander was a master who did what he said and was not easy to mess with. The temper of the army commander is like this, and the field army under his command is also very good-tempered, and in the battle of the division headquarters building, the field army suffered more than 30 casualties. There was a rebel leader who had just been disarmed, and after the incident, he said something not very good: "Damn, which is the People's Liberation Army?" Like a pack of hungry wolves. "It's hard to say, but it's true.

The Red Regiment to which the Taishan Division belonged was an old unit formed in the Red Army period, and this regiment was a bit evil, and almost all of the regiment from the regiment commander and political commissar to the cooks below were hot-tempered. Li Yunlong's evaluation of this regiment is: Ignore people and do not let people suffer. In those years on the Huaihai battlefield, this regiment showed a dual character, called "desperate San Lang and Splash Leather Niu Er", and its combat style was rampage and stalking. A regiment of the Eighteenth Army of the Kuomintang, fully equipped with American-style equipment, was known as the "Tiger Regiment". This Tiger Regiment was a chess opponent when it met the Red Regiment, and both times it was a howling unit. As soon as the fire was fired, the battle was inextricably linked, and within a few minutes the battle entered a white-hot state, and the battle continued for a whole day and night. The tiger group is a little unbearable, I have never seen such a stubborn opponent, I don't eat, I don't sleep, I don't even breathe, like a pigskin bladder, I can't get rid of it, and if I can't kill you, I will tire you to death. The head of the tiger group is a little tired, where did such a skinny team come from? Is there an end? The Tiger Regiment didn't want to be entangled any longer, they fought for a day and a night, and they didn't even drink saliva, why is this skin-pumping team like a clockwork robot? Who knew that they couldn't withdraw if they wanted to, and the Red Army Corps was riveting enough to fight with the Tiger Regiment, as if they were tired of being alive, and they had to break the net. After two days and nights of fierce fighting, the Tiger Regiment finally lay down, and the Red Army still had half a company left, and the regiment commander became a platoon commander. The brothers did not have time to clean up the battlefield, so they all fell asleep in the pile of corpses, so that the commander of the regiment who came to reinforce thought that the regiment was completely destroyed. It's strange to say, how many years have passed, and the people of this regiment have changed one after another, but the tradition of the year has not changed at all, and it is still so evil. As long as a recruit who has been enlisted in the rural army and can't kick a fart with three feet, as long as he stays in this regiment for more than three months, he will immediately become like a different person, and his temper will become fiery and hot, and when dealing with other troops, he will immediately bring out the arrogance peculiar to this regiment. Even Li Yunlong wondered, what is going on? It seems that the soul of the first head of this regiment is still here, and the souls of countless people are still there.

A few days ago, the Red Army was also rushed by the rebels and snatched a lot of weapons, and the order at that time was: do not fight back, scold not to return the mouth. The whole regiment watched the family clean up, and there had never been such a neck in the history of this regiment, and the regiment commander Cai Jinming was so angry that he vomited blood twice.

This time there was an order to collect the weapons of the rebels, and the regiment seemed to be injected with stimulants, no wonder the rebels called them "hungry wolves that howled." When the weapons were collected, the regiment commander Cai Jinming showed half of his body out of the armored personnel carrier, holding an anti-aircraft machine gun in one hand and a semiconductor horn in the other. A rebel leader who didn't know much about him wanted to show a little heroism, he raised a pistol and led his subordinates to chant revolutionary slogans, saying that he wanted to live and die with the position, Commander Cai didn't plan to talk nonsense anymore, he moved his fingers, and a 12.7 mm anti-aircraft machine gun bullet accurately hit the rebel's wrist with a gun. The lethality of the large-caliber bullet was staggering, and the man's wrist was broken in unison, and the palm and pistol flew out more than a kilometer. Cai Jinming shot the whole thing, and the rebels present were almost frightened, and they suddenly scattered.

Under the attack of various troops, the rebels finally understood that the patience of this field army had come to an end, and whoever thought that the army was weak and could be bullied would be very wrong. The city's large-scale fighting is at an end. News of this large-scale bloodshed quickly spread throughout the country, and the whole country was shocked. The central "**" group was uncharacteristically silent and did not react, but politically sensitive people already felt that this could be a prelude to a storm.

A few years later, this field army had already changed its guard and left the city, and the citizens kept mentioning this unit in the after-dinner chatter: "...... That army, tsk, tsk, what a fucking ...... From the army commander to the soldiers below, there is no fuel-efficient lamp, and his temper is so hot...... But then again, without this army, our city would have to be tied at that time......"

A few years later, in the cadet dormitory of the "general's class" of the Hongshankou National Defense University in Beijing, Zheng Bo, deputy commander of a certain field army and major general of the army, was writing a military thesis, which had nothing to do with strategy and tactics, and discussed such a topic from a unique angle and with a novel idea: "On the Relationship between the Character of Military Chiefs and the Traditions of the Troops."

Any army has its own traditions, what are the traditions? Tradition is a temperament, a character. This temperament and character are often determined by the character and temperament of the first military chief when the unit was formed, and he injected the soul into the unit. From now on, no matter the passage of time and the change of personnel, the soul of this unit will always remain. Facts have proved that a unit with fine traditions often has the soil for cultivating heroes, and the emergence of heroes (or excellent soldiers) is often not in the form of individuals but in the form of groups. The reason is simple, they are influenced by the same traditions and develop the same character and temperament. For example, in World War II, the P-39 "Flying Snake" fighter group of the 16th Air Regiment of the Soviet Air Force produced 20 ace pilots who won the title of "Hero of the Soviet Union". At the same time, the "Swood" flight squadron of a certain department of the USSR Air Force produced 21 ace pilots who received the title "Hero of the Soviet Union". If we put aside the political viewpoint, from a purely military point of view, the 52nd Fighter Wing of the Luftwaffe in World War II was also a hotbed for training world-class ace pilots, and this 52nd Fighter Wing actually had three world-class ace pilots at the same time, and the number of enemy planes shot down was the criterion, and these three pilots were all among the top three in the world, which can be described as a milestone figure in the history of air warfare. They were: Erich Hartmann, who shot down 352 enemy planes; Gerhard Balkhne, shot down 301 enemy aircraft; Gunter Lehr, shot down 275 enemy aircraft. The astonishing achievements of these three ace pilots left the ace pilots of the world's military powers far behind, and no one could match them. Kurdub, the No. 1 ace pilot of the Soviet Air Force, set a record of 62 enemy planes shot down in World War II, less than a fraction of the number of enemy planes shot down by Günter Lehr, who ranked third. This shows how important the traditions of an army are......