When Commissar Jiang left, he entrusted Lu Zhaopeng as the acting political commissar. Political Commissar Jiang walked through the willow forest and entered the thatched area of Artemisia, and the three leaders who stood still did not speak a word, and watched as Commissar Jiang's head disappeared completely on the basil and thatch, and they invariably looked at each other on the ground. Lu Zhaopeng felt a wisp of melancholy and a kind of emptiness in his heart, as if he had been drained of his main backbone. He said: "I propose that the king be made acting commissar. Commander Liao and Deputy Commander Quan only glanced at each other and said, "Go and call the king." Deputy Political Commissar Yuan Wang, who had gone down to the cooking class, walked over unhurriedly and stood with a cold face. Commander Liao said that Political Commissar Jiang had returned to the city to report to the provincial party committee and his opinion on entrusting him to be the acting political commissar, but Deputy Political Commissar Wang did not express his position on this, but said coldly: "What if Jiang goes to the provincial party headquarters of the Kuomintang to report?" Lu Zhaopeng choked and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Commander Liao obviously also saw Deputy Political Commissar Wang's chicken intestines, and said unceremoniously: "Comrade, your attitude is disappointing!" Deputy Commander Quan reconciled from the middle: "Deputy Political Commissar Wang, don't remember today's past. What are we going to do today?" Lu Zhaopeng immediately echoed and said, "Yes! Let's take the next step. Deputy Political Commissar Wang still said coldly: "Retreat." It was still too late to withdraw Maochin. Commander Liao asked in surprise and angrily: "Is your opinion out of responsibility for the team, or is it a bet with Jiang Zhiqi to win or lose?" Deputy Political Commissar Wang said: "How can this be separated?" Commander Liao said angrily: "What about the opinions of the two of you? Withdraw or advance?" Deputy Commander Quan has become extremely patient and gentle now: "It's good for everyone to be calm." I don't think there's enough evidence to withdraw it now. Lu Zhaopeng felt that Deputy Commander Quan's opinion was consistent with his own, and then said: "I agree with Deputy Commander Quan's opinion. He also sincerely persuaded Deputy Political Commissar Wang: "Your opinion can be reserved. You should still be acting commissar. Deputy Political Commissar Wang smiled indifferently and said, "I ...... It's better to go back to the cooking class. ”

Commander Liao didn't speak, not even a glance at Deputy Political Commissar Wang, who had turned to leave, and said to Lu Zhaopeng and Deputy Commander Quan: "We still have to move forward." The team was assembled and continued on its way, reaching the open area between the two villages north of Ziqiao in the evening. Lu Zhaopeng and Deputy Army Commander Quan disguised themselves as local farmers and walked into the streets of Zishuiqiao, and after grinding for a long time at the north end of the bridge, they could not see any sign of Jiang's political commissar's response, so they did not dare to wait any longer and left the town. Quan said: "We are like a wolf out of the mountain, the world is open but the danger is lurking. Zhaopeng smiled bitterly and did not speak. When the two of them returned to the assembly area, Commander Liao couldn't wait to pull them a little farther away, and said in a mocking tone: "Deputy Political Commissar Wang seems to be up!" Commander Liao didn't ask about the answer, and told them a grim fact: Political Commissar Jiang did not report back to the provincial party committee. So where did Commissar Jiang go? Something happened on the way or ...... Lu Zhaopeng hurriedly asked, "Your basis?" Commander Liao disclosed a secret: before the team left the mountain, he sent people into the city with Jiang Political Commissar behind his back to report to the provincial party committee, asking the provincial party committee to give specific instructions on the plan for this march. The comrades who reported had just returned, and asked the team to quickly withdraw to Maoqin or enter the Qinling Mountains to hide first. Lu Zhaopeng seemed to suddenly become as light as a feather, and any breeze could lift it, which was a real premonition of complete destruction. He grabbed his hair and squatted down softly, saying: "I didn't stop this adventure, I ......" Deputy Commander Quan said sincerely: "Commander Liao, I can't stand you and me, bastard......" Commander Liao shook his head painfully: "I only blame you, I don't blame you." Don't say who blames anyone and don't blame anyone, hurry up and think about saving the troops!" Lu Zhaopeng saw Commander Liao's seven-colored face, painful and frightened, eager to remorse, but also calm. He instructed Lu Zhaopeng to call Deputy Political Commissar Wang, and still spoke in his witty and ridiculous habit: "Okay, now we will do what you want." You don't have to be a gangster, be a political commissar, those two words are too long-winded, just go to the court!" Political Commissar Wang still said coldly: "I have changed my idea of 'withdrawing and going'!" Lu Zhaopeng looked at the stern and a little indifferent Wang Political Commissar and said teasingly: "Mao Mao is always out of stock!" Political Commissar Wang said: "If we retreat, what if Maoqin's nest is messed up?" Commander Liao patted Commissar Wang's shoulder and said, "Okay! Let's join forces - into the Qinling Mountains!"

When the order to retreat was given, the ranks were a little lax, and the soldiers, who were planning to go into the city to eat mutton steamed buns, were full of resentment and shot at the cars speeding by on the highway for no apparent reason. The sound of gunfire suddenly provoked the sound of artillery, and the sound of artillery bombardment shook the ground, and the team accelerated the pace of retreat. But Lu Zhaopeng didn't know that they had luckily escaped from the situation of destruction. It turned out that the city defense garrison was stationed in the grassy beach area only ten miles south of the bridge, and their whereabouts had already been discovered and reported to the commander. The commander was a bandit-born miscellaneous army commander, waved his hand and said, "Boom away, boom away!" It's a shame to blow away!" The deputy advised: "The food that is delivered to your mouth should be eaten." The commander said: "That 'vegetable' is a jar of radish tassels and sauerkraut!" Can't get the cannon machine guns, and there are definitely no yellow and white goods, and those few broken guns have become a burden when they are returned! Let's kill him ten or not if he kills me, if we kill ten, we can't add one, if he kills me, I will lose one......" Although the commander is a rough man, he does not mess with his mind...... This left Lu Zhaopeng with a chance to transfer safely.

The plan of action for entering the Qinling Mountains was quickly determined, and Lishan, which is famous for its scenery and hot springs, was the closest mountain area, and naturally became the best route to evacuate. Lu Zhaopeng was from Guanzhong, so he was pushed to the position of the leader, and Captain Liao walked in front, leading the team towards Lishan, and Political Commissar Wang and Deputy Commander Quan were supervised. The Red Army, which had only fired a few shots at passing cars, was completely overwhelmed by the muddy rain, hunger and diarrhea, and strange words began to emerge among the soldiers, "You should choose a good day to enjoy the scenery in Pingchuan!" If we don't beat people, they don't beat us, so we will run away, what kind of tactics is this?" In the evening, the troops stepped into a ravine leading to Lishan, and Lu Zhaopeng suddenly felt that the heart hanging in the air was realized, which was a kind of safe support for people in the mountains. The warriors from the mountainous areas of northern Shaanxi have a more acute sense of the mountains, and their emotions are active, and strange words, witty words, and cool words come out one after another. Lu Zhaopeng couldn't help but whisper: "It's good that you couldn't hold on to it at the beginning." Commander Liao also whispered: "In that case, the team will be broken in half." Lu Zhaopeng asked, "Didn't you set up this team single-handedly?" Commander Liao smiled and said: "He has a deep mouth, I can't talk about him." Lu Zhaopeng said a little sneeringly: "I think you always seem to be a little scared of him?" Commander Liao said: "He was appointed by the province!" After that, he also asked sarcastically: "Aren't you the same?" He called you deputy political commissar, you don't deserve it, but you still can't resist him?" Lu Zhaopeng did not speak. Walking out of the ravine and stepping on a mountain beam like a donkey's backbone, Lu Zhaopeng stopped for a moment and looked south, and the flat top of the white deer on the opposite side showed a vague outline, stretching from east to west in front of him. At that moment, a snowy white deer jumped on the top of the twilight clouds and disappeared. Lu Zhaopeng licked his chapped lips and said to Commander Liao beside him, "Do you see it?" Commander Liao asked without surprise, "What do you see?" Lu Zhaopeng still couldn't suppress his excitement: "Look at my hometown there-Bailuyuan." ”

Political Commissar Wang rushed to the front from behind, patted Lu Zhaopeng on the shoulder and said, "Your task is complete." You lead the way. It's time for me to lead the way. Lu Zhaopeng fell to the back of the team and the back of the palace. Political Commissar Wang is a native of the mountains, and his village is the most remote warehouse in the deep mountains of the Qinling Mountains under the jurisdiction of Zishui County. The team did not stop for a moment, and walked along the mountain beam, and then leaned on the cliff slope to go forward, the mountain became higher and higher, and the road became thinner and thinner, until they reached no road at all, and still walked along the beam or over the ditch. It was completely dark. The stumbling and stumbling people screamed and scolded, and then got up and walked forward, and the warriors had no interest in saying witty words, so they took the opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction with cursing. Deputy Commander Kwon was an attacker, and his opinion was rejected, and he followed the team without saying a word with a deep sense of shame and shame. Lu Zhaopeng didn't say a word when he talked to him several times, so he couldn't help but jokingly stabbed the commander of the Northern Shaanxi Army: "Are you the deputy commander of the army still holding his breath for mutton steamed buns?" He still didn't say a word.

Near midnight, the team entered Zhangping Town, deep in the Qinling Mountains, and stationed there, and more than a dozen families in the town were mobilized to light a fire and boil the rice grits. The soldiers drank and lay down. Lu Zhaopeng had just fallen asleep when he was awakened by the sound of gunshots, and the dense gunshots rang out in one piece, like the dense crisp sound of a mother frying baogu flowers in a pot. He drew his pistol from his waist and rushed out of the house, fell into a trench overgrown with vines and grass, took advantage of the situation to hide there to observe the formation, and then sadly found that the town of Zhangping was completely surrounded on all sides, and the enemy was like a net of encirclement from the north and south slopes and the east and west mountain roads. The Red Army fighters ran in all directions and could not form a force to break through. He sprang forward against a low slope, his calves numb and heavy, presumably shot as he burst out the back door of the house. Lu Zhaopeng jumped forward and then ducked down to hide for a while, watching the enemy's dark figure leap over the gentle slope above him, his mind was very clear and calm, which surprised him himself. At that moment, a thought even flashed proudly in his heart: Okay, I'm okay! He jumped over the slope and entered a ditch, and found a figure running in the same direction as him, and shouted in a hurry: "Thirty-six-thirty-six-follow me-" Someone shouted at the fork in the ditch: "Thirty-six-thirty-six-wait-" Lu Zhaopeng picked up more than 20 soldiers of the 36th Army who had escaped, ran along the ditch for more than 20 miles, turned around and changed direction into the double fork ditch...... He didn't know at all that from the moment they evacuated from Zishui Bridge, a net had already been opened to them, and when they were drinking sweet and silky baogu porridge in Zhangping Town, the descendants had already completed the formation of encirclement on all sides, just waiting for them to sleep......

Lu Zhaopeng has lived in Heiwa's cave for half a month, and his wounds have healed for a long time, and he still can't figure out what kind of elixir pill is in the white-bearded old man's gourd. For the first six or seven days, Thumb Man'er sent twenty or thirty brethren down the mountain every day to search for the lost Red Army soldiers, stuff them with a few silver dollars or a pinch of cigarette ointment, and then show the way out of the mountain. When Lu Zhaopeng left, he said to his thumb: "You are very righteous. You and I are destined. If I don't die, if you don't die, we'll meet again. The thumb said, "Why are you going down the mountain now?" Your team is gone. Lu Zhaopeng said, "I have to get another army." ”

Heiwa personally escorted Zhaopeng out of the mountain, and when the chicken crowed twice, he walked out of the valley, and the two broke up. Heiwa said: "When you need to use your brother to help, you just ask." Lu Zhaopeng said: "If you want to say it, I still have the same old saying, if you think about it again, your king of the mountains can't go down now, even if it is the Zhao'an County security team......" Heiwa was stunned. Zhao Peng nodded affirmatively again, turned around and strode away.