Xia Yuan was the platoon commander and instructor.

"Then it will be decided like this first, whether it is a combat team or a cooking class, it is an important part of the Red Army's ranks, ordinary soldiers have to eat, and if they don't eat, they won't have the strength to fight the enemy, so the cooking class is also a vital part, without the cooking class, the Red Army's ranks are like a train without fuel."

Xia Yuan's words gave great encouragement and comfort to those soldiers who didn't really want to join the cooking class.

Thus, forty-three people were divided into four squads, eleven in the combat squad and ten in the cooking squad, and the prototype of a platoon was born.

Xia Yuan called Deputy Platoon Commander Li Qingming and the four squad leaders to him, and said: "At present, we only have more than 20 guns and a flower machine, the guns are given priority to the guns of the combat squad and the follow-up guns I will find a way, the Red Army is the people's team, our task is to bring a happy life to the people, no guns can't work, don't be discouraged, everything is difficult at the beginning." ”

Li Qingming said solemnly: "Platoon commander, you can rest assured, we guys are all able to endure hardships, the landlords used to oppress our big guys, and the big guys have survived, what are you afraid of this difficulty, the big guy said, isn't it." ”

"Yes, we are not afraid of this difficulty, we are afraid of living the previous life."

"The Red Army is not a contingent that is afraid of difficulties!"

"Platoon commander, we follow the Red Army, that is, we believe in the Red Army, and I believe that the Red Army can live a good life with the big guys!"

"If I don't have a gun, then I'll use a knife, and I'll fight the enemy with a knife!"

From the moment the Red Army returned the grain to their relatives, they had already decided to support the Red Army, to love the Red Army, and to become a part of the Red Army.

Seeing this, Xia Yuan didn't say anything more, and gave priority to the soldiers who knew a little bit about firearms, but he didn't distribute bullets to them, just knowing that guns were not good, but also knowing guns, knowing how to shoot, the landlord's bullets were only the amount of ammunition boxes, and the number was five or six hundred Hanyang bullets.

The guns purchased by the landlord are all relatively old firearms, and the accuracy is not high, and they can be used to deter unarmed villagers, but if they are really compared with the well-equipped white army, it is simply a heaven and an underground.

From the beginning of the armed uprising to the period of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, our army lagged behind the enemy in terms of weaponry and logistical support capabilities.

Xia Yuan had long been accustomed to the days when the guns were not good, and during the tunnel warfare, the guns of the guerrillas were the same as now, and the guns were all very worn.

The only flower machine was given to Sun Dasha, Sun Dasha is a class of soldiers, relatively strong, very tall, has to be 1.83 meters, Xia Yuan has to look up to him when he stands in front of him, he is very eaten, he likes to eat pork, and the rest of the meals at night are wiped out by Sun Dasha alone, and he is a material for a machine gunner.

The guns will be distributed to the soldiers of the first and second squads, and the guns that will be captured later will be distributed to the fighters of the third and fourth squads.

"For the position of deputy squad leader, you will organize the fighters in the squad to vote and elect, and everyone should pay more attention to internal affairs issues, from life to thought, in the face of soldiers with a negative attitude, you must give more encouragement, do not beat and scold, we must have enough tolerance for every soldier, and we must not let them feel unfair in the team."

What Xia Yuan is talking about here is how to manage a team well, whether it is a platoon or a squad, its management mode is very different, but he focuses on the ideological work of the soldiers.

During the period of the Red Army's Long March, the soldiers' will was so firm that modern people could never imagine, and even in the entire course of the Red Army's Long March, it was rare to see Red Army soldiers choose to leave the ranks because of the difficult conditions, which shows the importance of ideological work.

He said a lot, "As a cadre of the Red Army, the affairs of the soldiers are the affairs of all of us, in addition to leading the soldiers to fight, the second is to help everyone solve all kinds of problems in life, and paying attention to the physical and mental health of the soldiers is the most important function of us as cadres!" ”

Li Qingming and the others had a deeper understanding of the Red Army ranks, and Xia Yuan's words made several people excited in their hearts, and all aspects of these words revealed that the Red Army ranks were a team that really regarded them as human beings, and it was a truly equal team, and even the soldiers at the bottom could get the respect they deserved in the Red Army ranks.

"Let's talk about this first, the big guy goes back and digests it well, and then ponders carefully, whether the team is a hard stone or a handful of sand that will scatter as soon as you grab it, it's up to the big guy."

There are so many things to talk about that it is absolutely impossible to explain them all clearly in a while, and they need to digest and ponder them slowly.

"Li Qingming, you stay."

"Platoon commander, what's the matter?" Li Qingming asked with some confusion.

"Follow me."

Xia Yuan didn't elaborate, took him to the backyard, removed a large vat, and used his hands to remove the soil on the ground, revealing a dirty plank.

Li Qingming was stunned: "Platoon commander, what is this?" ”

"A place where the landlord keeps his money." Xia Yuan bent down, stretched out his hand to grab both sides of the plank, and lifted the plank hard, the soil fell down the sides of the plank, and a dark cellar appeared in front of the two.

Li Qingming asked: "Where the landlord put the money, platoon leader, do you mean that the landlord put all his family wealth in this cellar?" ”

"That's right." Xia Yuan said as he took out a box of matches from his arms, slipped a root and lit a dry cloth, and threw the lit dry cloth into the cellar, the flames were swaying and burning, and it was not extinguished in the cellar, making sure that the cellar was safe, he said: "Make two torches, go down and have a look." ”

"Hey."

Li Qingming went to make a torch, Xia Yuan squatted at the mouth of the cellar, and the picture of coming to check the situation of the landlord's house that night came to his mind, and coincidentally saw the sneaky landlord come to the backyard, and after staring around cautiously, he moved the big vat, lifted the plank, and went down with the torch.

When the landlord came up again, he had some more silver dollars in his hand, and he could be sure that this cellar was the cellar where the landlord kept his home.

Money can be left without for a short period of time, but it cannot be without it for a long time, and a strong Red Army contingent is indispensable for spending and spending in all aspects, and the nature of the Red Army's contingent is different from that of other contingents, and money, as the foundation of survival, is even more indispensable for the Red Army.

Li Qingming ran over with two torches, "Platoon commander, here you go." ”

Xia Yuan took it, picked up the match and lit the torch, the fire swayed, he stepped on the steps and walked carefully to the cellar, the role of the torch is not to provide him with lighting, but to help him check the oxygen content in the cellar, once the torch is weak, it means that the oxygen content in the cellar is scarce, and they have to climb up as soon as possible.

The cellar was damp and gloomy, and the flickering firelight illuminated the empty cellar, which was not large, except for a locked chest.

Xia Yuan walked to a box, took out the key he touched from the landlord and opened the box, and a neat ocean appeared in front of the two of them, and under the firelight, the silver halo made people dizzy.

Li Qingming, who was holding the torch, enlarged the hole, this was the first time he had seen such a large number of silver dollars, full of a box, which was the wealth collected by the landlord's ancestors for generations, and these riches were all through the exploitation of all the villagers of Nianping Village, and it was the hard-earned money of the villagers of Nianping Village, but it became the private wealth of the landlord, and he put it in this dark and damp cellar.

A box full of silver dollars, I can't imagine how many silver dollars there were, and how many people they killed for them.

"Carry it out, make detailed statistics, this money is the money of all the villagers in Nianping Village, it is the landlord who exploits them, except for us to keep a part of the money, and the rest of the money is returned to the big guy."

In the face of such a huge wealth, Xia Yuan still maintained his sanity and composure, he knew very well that people's greed was endless, and once greed defeated reason, then he would be the next landlord.

Li Qingming recovered from the shock, and his voice was full of disbelief: "Platoon commander, what did you say?" This money is going to be divided among the big guys? ”

"Well, we have our own mission, if it is for money, then our mission will no longer be pure, and even we will betray our comrades, our comrades-in-arms, and even betray those fathers and fellow villagers who have helped us and trusted us because of money."

Xia Yuan looked at Li Qingming and said, "I'm even more sorry for your parents!" ”

Li Qingming felt that what the platoon commander said was very meaningful, so he took his eyes off the box of silver dollars and said, "Platoon commander, don't worry, I will take them here to find out the number of silver dollars." ”

"Hmm."

Xia Yuan left slowly, from the time he came in to the time he left, he just glanced at it, Li Qingming The tests and difficulties they faced on the road of the Red Army were varied, and desire was one of them, and when they mastered the gun in their hands, they had the right to kill others, whether to hold a gun to protect them, or to hold a gun to satisfy their own selfish desires, and point the gun at them, it depends on their choice.

Therefore, this is also a test for them.

Li Qingming called the four squad leaders over, and when they came to the cellar, opened the box, and saw the bright silver dollars, everyone's eyes were straight, they couldn't believe that a landlord actually owned a box of silver dollars, and this white silver dollar made them feel unbelievable.

One silver dollar is enough for a person to live for a year, and such a large box is enough to feed many people.

You must know that at that time, a silver dollar could buy more than 30 catties of rice or 8 catties of pork locally, and how much rice and pork could be bought for such a large box of silver dollars.

Yang Chenglin stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched the cold silver dollar, Li Qingming stepped forward and scolded: "Yang Chenglin, what are you doing!" ”

Yang Chenglin couldn't suppress his excitement and said: "Deputy platoon commander, all this money is for the landlord, this money is from our Nianping Village, the landlord has been exploiting us for many years, how can there be only so much grain, it must be that the landlord has changed it to silver dollars!" ”

He looked at the box of silver dollars in front of him and said, "The money here must have been obtained by the landlord for selling grain, it must be!" ”

Sun Zhiyong, Hu Xianxian, and Wen Juxin didn't have their mouths, but their eyes kept staring at Li Qingming, and Li Qingming said calmly: "We are no longer ordinary and defenseless peasants, we are now a glorious Red Army soldier, do you remember what the platoon commander told us?" The platoon commander said that our Red Army is a soldier of the people, an army belonging to the people, and does not take a stitch from the masses! This money comes from the masses and must be returned to the masses! ”

A basin of cold water was poured on everyone's heads, and after Yang Chenglin calmed down, he said: "Deputy platoon commander, I forgot about this matter, all this money was obtained by the landlord exploiting the peasants, so it should be returned to the peasants." ”

Li Qingming nodded with satisfaction: "The platoon commander also said that we are destined to encounter all kinds of things along the way, and the temptation of money is inevitable, but as long as we have the people in our hearts, no temptation can stop us!" Our will is indestructible! ”

Sun Zhiyong said enthusiastically: "The platoon commander is right, if there is no platoon commander, we are still living under the oppression and exploitation of the landlords, not to mention the money, it is already a question whether we can live in the future, not to mention that we have now become a glorious Red Army soldier!" ”

Although several people were tempted by the box of Yuan Datou in front of them, they quickly came to their senses, encouraged each other, and suddenly found that their real wealth was not the silver dollars in front of them that could meet their material needs, but the spiritual wealth given to them by Xia Yuan, which could not be exchanged for money.

They carried the box up, and after counting it, there were four thousand seven hundred silver dollars in one box, which was a very large fortune, so huge that the few people who checked the money felt unbelievable.

Wen Juxin, the leader of the fourth platoon, said angrily: "Four thousand seven hundred silver dollars, damn landlord, how many people are enough to feed these people, we have to starve to death every year in Nianping Village, if the money is given to them, they will not starve to death, they will be able to survive, but it is the exploitation of the landlord, they were starved to death, I followed my father to bury their corpses, I can carry them with one hand, the skin is strangled with bones, some people's stomachs bulge high, my father said, they ate the bark, they can't pull it out and suffocate to death." ”

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Hu Xianfeng clenched his fists hard, and the flames in his eyes almost erupted: "Damn landlord, it's not a pity to die, the landlord has robbed us of our grain, so that we can only eat wild vegetables, and sometimes we even have to eat tree bark and grass, if it weren't for the landlord, how could we starve so many people to death!" ”

Yang Chenglin nodded and said: "If we become a glorious volunteer soldier, we will hit the landlord and give the villagers a peaceful life!" The platoon commander is right, the people are the real masters of the land, and the landlords are nothing! ”