readx;? 23-year-old Xiang Bangguo is a native of Zhaoshi Town, Longshan County, Hunan Province, although he and Zhang Qingshan are fellow villagers in the same county and participated in the revolution at the same time as Zhang Qingshan, although both of them are members of the 49th Regiment, they are not from the same battalion, so he does not know Zhang Qingshan, but this does not hinder Zhang Qingshan's popularity. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As the deputy squad leader of the third squad of the third company of the second battalion of the 49th regiment, he had heard of the name of Zhang Qingshan, a fellow countryman, long before the Long March, but he never had the opportunity to know him. Later, when the regiment set up a commando team to specifically suppress bandits, he wanted to participate, but he couldn't let it go, so he didn't have any personal connections.

Later, the assault company prepared for the Long March was established, and he went to each regiment to select good players, but because of the task, he was seconded to the "Longshan Independent Regiment", so he missed it...... To tell the truth, he, like his comrades-in-arms, believed that "if you want to eat chili peppers, you are not afraid of spicy, and if you want to be a Red Army, you are not afraid of killing", therefore, he is not afraid of death. It's just that the reason why he yearns for the assault company is simply because of the independence and mystery of this company.

During the Yanzikou ambush, he was wounded by a bullet in his right shoulder. Later, when the team was dispersed, he survived the chaos and continued the long march with several comrades...... It's just that no one thought that he, who seemed to be full of energy at the time, began to have a high fever the next morning. Then, along the way, his wounds were a little inflamed, and the high fever was sometimes good and bad, and he persisted until now.

It's not terrible to die, it's a senseless death. It's just that he knows in his heart that he can't hold on for long, and if he persists like this, he will drag down his comrades, but he is unwilling to die like this, so he has been persevering. But seeing that his comrades-in-arms are going to eat or not to eat now, how tired and tired they are, he really doesn't want to insist anymore, but his comrades-in-arms cheer him on weekdays, give him great spiritual encouragement, and make him feel unwilling, so he has been a little hesitant.

However, Xiao Pingtou's death gave him a great blow, and it can be said to be the last straw that crushed his spiritual strength.

As if he felt that the last glory of his life had come, he didn't want to waste anything, he wanted to leave everything to his comrades, so that his comrades could have a little more strength to get out of the grass. Therefore, on the grounds of a headache, he not only refused to eat or drink water, but instead asked his comrades for help, found a pot of water, wet his veil and put it on his forehead, so that he could keep him awake with cold - he knew that he could not drag his comrades down any longer, otherwise, everyone would be doomed, so he must stay awake all the time tonight, otherwise, God knows when he will wake up next time he falls into a coma.

It seems that he is asleep, and from time to time he snores slightly like everyone else, but his mind is always clear, because he has been waiting, and has been observing his comrades around him by the bright moonlight, as a veteran who has been in the army for more than a year, he knows that tonight, his comrades-in-arms will definitely sleep beautifully, just because everyone is hungry these days, and today's dinner will make everyone eat a full meal, which will make everyone sleep more soundly.

Lying on the stretcher, he didn't know how long the time had passed, and he felt that everyone should be asleep, so he slowly opened his eyes, glanced around, and sure enough, they were all asleep.

Glancing at Xiao Tao who was next to him on the left, holding a gun and sleeping against the wall, he couldn't help but take a closer look at Xiao Tao's left jacket pocket: after burying Xiao Pingtou, he called Xiao Tao aside, and handed the five-pointed red star on his hat to Xiao Tao in a half-pleading and half-commanding way, and told him "If you don't get out of the grass victoriously, please give him this five-pointed red star to the party......

With his left hand, he slowly drew the bayonet from his waist and scraped the blade with his fingers, making a dull scraping sound, which was his favorite sound on weekdays, because it indicated that the blade was sharp, but now, his heart was as calm as water. He turned the bayonet slightly, until the moonlight was refracted through the bayonet surface into his eyes, and his original expression suddenly tightened, and then relaxed......

Putting the bayonet on his chest and looking straight at the full moon in the sky, I couldn't help but think of a lot in my mind: when I was a child, my parents pampered me and kept everything for myself...... During the Chinese New Year, the younger brother broke the bowl, and the father picked up the rice that had fallen on the ground one by one and ate it, telling the preciousness of the food...... herding cattle for the landlord's family, never eating a full meal, not to mention, and often starving and freezing, was bullied and humiliated by the young master of the landlord's family at every turn...... When the Red Army came, they not only brought food to the family, but also distributed a large piece of land to the family. He fondly remembers how many tears his mother had when he received a large bag of food...... After participating in the revolution, not only was he able to go to night school to read and write, but he was never bullied by his comrades-in-arms, but often helped and encouraged him. This atmosphere of unity and friendship made his heart very warm...... When fighting, comrades-in-arms often use the excuse that they are recruits and keep the most dangerous points for themselves, but they risk their lives to kill the enemy, and even see an unknown comrade-in-arms blocking bullets for the safety of other comrades......

Enough, really enough, to be able to participate in the revolution, to be able to meet so many brothers and sisters, in this life, enough...... The only pity is that the victory of the revolution was not seen. However, he believed that with such a group of brothers and sisters who were firm in their convictions, united and fraternal, the victory of the revolution would not be far away......

He can't miss it anymore, let alone think about it anymore - as a veteran, he knows that once people think too much, they are afraid of death!

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the past one by one, as if he remembered this group of comrades-in-arms for the same life, so reluctant and so resolute.

Dear comrades-in-arms, I wish you victory forever!

......

Although everyone thought that Zhang Qingshan was a wounded, there was no need to stand guard and sentry, as long as he commanded everyone. But Zhang Qingshan insisted on going, because he knew that it was precisely because he was injured that he must go: as a party member and captain, he must set an example to inspire the confidence of his comrades. What's more, those comrades who were not injured had to take care of everyone during the day, dig wild vegetables, collect cow dung, etc., and have to tense their nerves, and they were already very tired in the face of the battle that could happen at any time, and if they were to stand guard at night, it would make them even more exhausted, and what could they do if they went on like this--once they fell, the wounded were absolutely doomed. On the other hand, if the wounded can share the duties with the best of their ability, it is very likely that everyone will walk out of the grass together. For example, if the wounded can do this sentry, and if the comrades who have worked hard all day during the day can rest at night, they will be much more energetic the next day, which is conducive to helping the wounded......

Lying on a high place, use a telescope to observe the front, although it looks gray in the distance, but because of the moonlight, looking down, one or two hundred meters can still distinguish the figure.

After making sure that there was no one, Zhang Qingshan turned over and lay down, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, and did not dare to light a cigarette -- what to play, this is a plain area, and it is night, a red light is flashing and flashing, what else can it be if it is not self-exposure? Putting it on the tip of his nose and sniffing it vigorously, putting it on his mouth and holding it, his head resting on his hands, looking at the moon, and relaxing with all his heart -- his mind is extremely empty.

This kind of empty state produced by looking at the starry sky in silence made Zhang Qingshan like it very much, and even wanted to be so old that he was so old.

Suddenly!

He sensed that something was wrong, and immediately turned over, picked up the telescope and looked around, and as a result, not to mention the figure of the enemy, not even a mouse could be seen. However, the atmosphere of depression with a bit of grief and indignation is still there, and this atmosphere is not a direct sense, but an indescribable feeling produced by the test of life and death on the battlefield for a long time, but he is very sure of this feeling, because this feeling has allowed him to avoid the threat of the enemy several times on the battlefield.

Just as he was frowning and trying to find out where this feeling came from, he saw a dark shadow running quickly behind him, running in a strange posture, as if he was touching his face with his hand while running.

Soon, Zhang Qingshan knew where this atmosphere came from.

"Captain, go and have a look, old Xiang...... Lao Xiang committed suicide. ”

"Ah!" Zhang Qingshan was startled, then heaved, got up, handed the telescope in his hand to the soldier and said in a deep voice: "You come and stand guard for me, I'll take a look." ”

Limp down the mountain...... To tell the truth, although Zhang Qingshan's heart was a little heavy at this time, he was not particularly sad, he was not used to seeing life and death, and he was not familiar with everyone, the most important thing was that it was too common for him: since the Long March, how many outstanding sons and daughters have committed suicide after being injured because of lack of medical care, lack of food and clothing, and can't bear to involve other comrades? There are too many, too many, and many Zhang Qingshan are even a little numb.

When he came to that small ravine, because he didn't dare to light the light or make a fire, the visibility was not high, but as soon as he saw everyone gathered around, especially when he saw some people covering their mouths, they wanted to cry loudly but they didn't dare to cry, endured, hurt, and wept, and the atmosphere of grief and anger almost rushed to him.

He paused for a moment, sighed, and felt a little more painful in his heart. Somehow, he suddenly remembered the old squad leader who had died, and also remembered the ...... who charged with a grenade in order to blow open the enemy's city gates

A few steps forward, he saw the person who committed suicide, his brows furrowed slightly, even if he was used to seeing life and death, he couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him: he had seen a lot of ways to say that people who committed suicide in order not to involve their comrades, such as jumping off a cliff while people were not paying attention, shooting themselves, and hitting their heads against the wall...... But it was the first time he had seen someone commit suicide by stabbing him in the heart with a bayonet. This shocked him, for he felt that the way of stabbing his neck with a knife and stabbing his heart was the most unacceptable of all - how much courage, or despair, it would take to have such a ruthlessness and perseverance to end himself.

Silently standing, feeling, suffering...... At this moment, he felt that he should do something to at least prevent something like this from happening......