The story of the Red Army's Long March.

It's dawn and the rain has stopped. The climate in the grassland is very strange. The moon is bright and the stars are rare. Suddenly, a cold wind blew and thick clouds emerged from the flat ground, covering the sky tightly at once. Then, the rainstorm was mixed with hail as big as chestnuts.

Pour down indiscriminately. Lu Jinyong poked his head out of the bushes and looked around. The whole grassland is immersed in a misty rain and fog, and no one can see or hear voices. Weeds washed by heavy rain seem to have been combed by a comb.

Lying in the mud, even the road was covered. The sky is still gloomy, and occasionally a few hailstones fall, hitting the muddy green water and splashing. He sighed painfully.

He fell behind because of inflammation in his calf wound. For two days, he worked day and night. He tried to catch up with the brigade today, but he was caught in this unlucky rainstorm, which delayed half a night.

He cursed the weather, walked out of the bushes and stretched himself. A cool breeze made him shudder. Only then did he find that his clothes were completely soaked.

"If only there was a fire roast!" He twisted his clothes hard and watched the water drip down his trousers, thinking. He also knows that this is a delusion-not only now, but the day before he left, their company had to eat raw food because there was nothing to make a fire.

He subconsciously reached into his trouser pocket. Unexpectedly, his fingers touched a sticky thing. He was so happy that he quickly squatted down and rummaged through his trouser pockets. Sure enough, a pinch of highland barley (kē) powder was stuck at the bottom of the trouser pocket; The flour was wet by the rain and became a thin paste.

He carefully scraped off the thin paste, which was as big as an egg. He pinched the dough sparingly and couldn't help but feel glad: "Fortunately, I didn't find it yesterday morning!" " "

I haven't eaten for a whole day and night, and I'm even hungrier when I see something to eat. He squeezed the dough into long strips so as not to swallow it in one gulp. I was just about to put it to my mouth when I heard a low cry: "Comrade-"

The sound is so weak and low, as if it were coming from underground. He paused, then limped towards the sound. Lu Jinyong staggered across two ditches and came to a small tree before he saw the greeting people.

He lay there leaning against a branch, with a pool of muddy sewage under him. He seems to have not moved for a long time. His face is even scarier. His hair wet by the rain stuck to his forehead, and the rain dripped down his hair and cheeks.

Eyes sank deeply, eyes closed hard. Only the Adam's apple under the upper jaw shook up and down, and the chapped lips made a low voice: "Comrade-Comrade-"

Hearing Lu Jinyong's footsteps, the comrade struggled to open his eyes and seemed to want to sit up, but he couldn't move. Lu Jinyong looked at this scene, and his eyes felt that something had been rubbed in, and it was sour.

This is the third time that he saw his comrades fall down in the two days he stayed behind. "I must be hungry!" He thought, quickly grabbed the steps, put his arm around his comrade's shoulder, handed the barley noodles to his mouth and said, "Comrade, eat quickly!" "

The comrade raised his absent eyes and gave Lu Jinyong a dull look. He raised his hand with difficulty and pushed his arm away. His lips moved a few times and he squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "No, it's no use."

Lu Jinyong didn't know what to do at the moment. He looked at Qing Wu's face frozen by the cold wind and rain, and the raindrops hanging on his face, and thought bitterly, "If there is a fire and a cup of hot water, maybe he can still live!" He looked up at the misty distance.

Then he grabbed his comrade's wrist and said, "Go, I'll help you go!" " The comrade shook his head with his eyes closed and made no answer. It seems that he is saving all his strength. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and pointed his right hand at his left armpit.

He said quickly, "this ... here!" " Lu Jinyong put his hand into the wet clothes in confusion. He felt that the comrade's chest was as cold as his clothes. Under his left armpit, he took out a hard paper bag and handed it to this comrade.

The comrade opened the paper bag with trembling hands. This is a party card. The party card was opened and a small pile of matches and dry matches were placed side by side. Red matchsticks are gathered together, and the positive pressure is in the center of the scarlet seal, like a jumping flame.

"Look, Comrade …" The comrade waved to Lu Jinyong. When he approached, he held out a stiff finger and carefully fingered the matches one by one, whispering, "One, two, three, four …"

A * * * only had seven matches, but he counted for a long time. After counting, I glanced at Lu Jinyong again, as if to say, "Do you understand?" "Yes, I see!" Lu Jinyong nodded happily, thinking: This is easy!

He seemed to see a red fire, and he and this comrade snuggled up by the fire ... At this time, he found that this comrade's face seemed to stretch out, and the color in his eyes suddenly disappeared, emitting a light of joy.

The comrade closed his party card with a match, held it in his hand, carefully placed it in Lu Jinyong's hand like a bowl full of water, and held it tightly together, staring straight at Lu Jinyong's face.

"Remember, this, this is, everyone's!" He suddenly withdrew his hand, took a deep breath, raised his hand with all his strength, and pointed to the true north: "Okay, good comrades ... you ... you take it ..."

So much for words. Lu Jinyong felt his arms suddenly sink! His eyes are blurred. Trees in the distance, grass nearby, wet clothes, closed eyes ... Everything is as foggy as the whole grass.

Only that hand is clear, it is held high, like a road sign, pointing in the direction of the Long March troops ... After that, Lu Jinyong walked very fast. When it was dark, he caught up with the guards.

In the boundless darkness, clusters of bonfires are burning. Soldiers who have been rolling in the mud for several days in the wind and rain are talking and laughing around this raging wildfire. A layer of mist rises from wet clothes, and wild vegetables in foreign porcelain bowls are ringing. ...

Lu Jinyong quietly walked behind the instructor. Reflecting the flickering light, he opened the party card with trembling fingers and handed the remaining six matches to the instructor one by one.

2. 1 1 the youngest female red army.

Among the Red Army female soldiers, there is a little girl who is only 1 1 year old. She is Wang Xinlan, the youngest female Red Army in the Long March, with a carpet on her back, a flute at her waist and a stick in her hand.

During the Long March, Wang Xinlan and his comrades climbed mountains, climbed ice and paved snow together. No matter how much they suffered, they never complained about being tired and never fell behind.

However, Wang Xinlan is really too young to climb the snow-capped mountains. She climbed up in a ponytail. When crossing the grass, she sometimes lies on the shoulders of the big brother of the Red Army. Nevertheless, as long as there is an opportunity, Wang Xinlan will stand at the tuyere and roadside.

Send songs and dances to comrades, come on. Wang Xinlan, a young Red Army, walked the 25,000-mile Long March with his immature feet and arrived in northern Shaanxi with the victory of a large army.

3. Skillfully send Vice President Zhou across the river on a stretcher.

1in August, 935, Zhou Enlai unfortunately got typhoid fever and was very ill. When he left Maughai to prepare the grass, he was very anxious and told Peng repeatedly: "Vice President Zhou can't ride any more. He must organize his strength and carry him across the grass smoothly without any mistakes. "

Unexpectedly, outside the grass, a swift Banyou River blocked the way. How to carry Vice Chairman Zhou across the river on a stretcher has become a problem ... The Red Army (formerly the First Army Corps), as the vanguard of the right army, opened the way in front, and Peng led the Red Army (formerly the Third Army Corps) to take charge of the rear.

Zhou Enlai was lying on a stretcher with the Red Army. After thousands of difficulties and dangers, I finally walked out of the vast grassland and came to a place called Banyou. Peng ordered the troops to cross the Banyou River, wait to meet the left army, and then continue northward.

On this day, when the Red Army 1 1 regiment crossed the Banyou River, Zhou Enlai's stretcher followed. At this time, the troops suddenly stopped. "What's the matter?" Wang Ping, political commissar of the regiment, asked. "The Banyou River is skyrocketing, and it is not good to cross the river!" Reconnaissance report.

"Go and see the river!" Wang Ping came to the river and saw that the Banyou River was not very wide, but the flood was rampant and the current was very urgent, which made it more difficult for the troops to cross the river. According to the local tour guide, there was a wooden bridge over the Banyou River due to heavy rain and strong wind.

In addition, the wooden bridge was in disrepair and was washed in two by the flood. Without wood, the Red Army can't build bridges. Wang Ping wants to try the water depth. He bent down to lift a big stone and threw it into the river with all his strength. He only heard a sigh, and in a blink of an eye, the stone was gone.

Gasping for breath, he asked the scouts to find a bamboo pole, tie a stone and throw it into the water. Although the bamboo pole drifted with the current, it basically measured the velocity of water. Now Wang Ping has a bottom in his heart.

"Political commissar, what's the situation? Can you pass? " Colonel Deng Guoqing came up from behind and asked anxiously. "Troops crossing the river is not a big problem. The key is how to put Vice President Zhou on a stretcher and cross the river! " Wang Ping seems to have a heavy heart.

This really stumped Colonel Deng. What shall we do? Wang Ping lifted the military blanket covering Vice President Zhou, only to see that his eyes were closed, his face was thin and he had a big beard, much thinner than before the Long March. As an old subordinate, Wang Ping was very upset.

Seeing that Vice Chairman Zhou's condition was not getting better, Wang Ping anxiously called the doctor and asked, "What's the matter with you? Why hasn't Vice President Zhou woken up yet? " The doctor said, "I didn't find any medicine for typhoid all the way." There is really no way! " "

Wang Ping couldn't wait to become Hua Tuo at once and cure Vice President Zhou's illness. When Colonel Deng saw that the political commissar Wang was in a hurry, he quickly grabbed his sleeve and whispered, "Vice President Zhou is very ill. We have to find a way to escort him across the river safely."

Wang Ping also calmed down at this time. He called the chief of staff, director of the political department and other leaders to study the plan of crossing the river. Everyone is full of opinions and suggestions, but no one is quite sure. "Yes!" Wang Ping patted his thigh.

I stood up excitedly and said to everyone, "In the Three Kingdoms, Cao Cao's troops didn't know how to swim, and even the warships were connected together. Although they are equal, I think we can study now. " "How to study law?" Everyone looked at Wang Ping with expectant eyes, waiting for his following.

"Because the horse is high, the river can't flood. Colonel Deng and my horse are side by side. Put Vice President Zhou's stretcher flat on horseback and fix it with leggings. Just like a pontoon bridge, Vice President Zhou can be sent across the river smoothly. "

"Well, that's a good idea! Lao Wang, only you, a fan of the Three Kingdoms, have such a trick up your sleeve! " Colonel Deng slapped Wang Ping happily. "Don't label me first, then add it up and see what else needs attention." Wang Ping reminded Colonel Deng.

"To ensure foolproof, we will arrange 10, vice chairman of the Warrior Protection Week with good water quality. When the horse comes ashore, two soldiers will catch up with the stretcher and lift Vice President Zhou up. " Colonel Deng smoked his cigarette and gestured on the ground with branches.

After discussion, Colonel Deng ordered crossing the river. 10 Tall, strong and good at swimming, soldiers pulled leggings down the river. Because the current was too fast, the two horses refused to move forward, making everyone push and pull. When the horse got down into the river, everyone lifted Vice President Zhou's stretcher up.

Fix it with leggings and walk in the middle step by step. Wang Ping has been guarding Vice President Zhou. Although he is very tall, the water still covers his mouth, and only half of his head is exposed. Walking to the middle of the river, the current became more and more urgent, and Wang Ping's feet stumbled on the stones at the bottom of the river from time to time.

A pain came. The horse kept wobbling. Wang Ping grabbed Vice President Zhou's hand with one hand and the stretcher with the other, trying not to shake. Suddenly, Colonel Deng's horse tripped over a stone and almost sank.

Several soldiers rushed to control the horse. After hard work, I finally carried Vice President Zhou's stretcher to the other side. Vice President Zhou, who was seriously ill, finally crossed the river with the big troops, and the officers and men of the whole regiment were happier than winning the battle.

The news quickly spread to Mao Zedong with the radio waves sent by confidential personnel. Mao Zedong praised: "I know that King Mann has many methods. I'm not worried about giving him grace! "

4. Forcing the Dadu River

On the evening of May 24th, 1935, the vanguard of the Central Red Army 1 division 1 regiment arrived at Anshun Field on the right bank of Dadu River after more than 80 kilometers of urgent marching. This place is stationed by two companies of Sichuan Army, and the ferry is defended by the 7th Regiment 1 Battalion, 5th Brigade, 24th Army of Sichuan Army.

That night, the Red 1 Tuan2 Battalion led by Li Lin, the political commissar of the regiment, went to the lower reaches of the ferry to feint. Red 1 the head of the regiment 1 the battalion approached Anshun field in the rain and suddenly attacked. After more than 20 minutes of fighting, he defeated two companies of Sichuan Army and occupied Anshun Field.

And found 1 wooden boat near the ferry. On the morning of 25th, Liu Bocheng and Nie came to the front line to command. Sun Jixian, battalion commander of Red 1 Regiment 1 Battalion, selected 17 soldiers from Erlian to form a river crossing commando, with company commander Xiong Shanglin as the captain and four local boatmen as the ferry crossing.

At 7 o'clock, the forced crossing began, and light and heavy weapons on the shore fired at the same time to cover the commandos crossing the river. Two mortar shells fired by gunner Zhao Zhangcheng hit the bunker on the other side. The commandos braved the intensive bullets and artillery fire of the Sichuan army and advanced in the rapids.

Close to the other side, the Sichuan army counterattacked the ferry, and Yang Dezhi ordered two more shots, which hit the key of the Sichuan army. The commandos quickly went ashore and fought bravely with the support of fire on the right bank, repelling the counterattack of the Sichuan army and taking control of the ferry.

Follow-up troops crossed the river in time to reinforce, defeated the Sichuan Army 1 battalion in one fell swoop, and consolidated the crossing point. Subsequently, the Red 1 Legion's 1 division and cadre regiment passed the Dadu River, which was regarded as insurmountable by the national government forces.

5. Ren Bishi crossed the grassland three times.

"The Red Fourth Army has the longest long March and crossed the grass three times. When I crossed the grass for the first time, my right foot was pierced by the bamboo stick array laid by the reactionary army. " This is an urgent March at night, with interception before and pursuers after.

Ren Lao quickly marched to Aba with a team of more than a dozen people. Ren Lao goes ahead. He carefully crossed the barbed wire laid by the reactionary army. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the soles of his feet, and he fell to the ground and couldn't walk any further.

Holding a lantern, a comrade-in-arms saw a bamboo stick nearly 0. 1 meter long passing through the sole of his right foot, with a long strip exposed on the instep. The injury was only a moment, and the injured foot of Ren Lao in the following months made him suffer a lot. The procession went on without stopping to recuperate.

When the wound suppurates, the comrades cut the gauze into narrow strips, dipped it in water and pulled it back and forth to take out the pus and polyps inside. Every pull is accompanied by a terrible pain, but what can I do?

This is the only way to inhibit further infection without medical care and drugs. Who can stand such pain among young people in peacetime? "At this point, the old whispered.

When you cross the grass twice, you can get your life back. When you cross the grass for the second time, it is even more dangerous. Let the old man die with one foot. 1935 in the second half of the year, he served as the instructor of the teaching group of the headquarters of the Red Fourth Front Army. The army marched from Aba to appeasement.

When we arrived at Heishui River, the temporary bridge had been destroyed and the south bank was occupied by bandits. In order to ensure the main force to cross the river, Ren Lao and 30 other cadres and soldiers swam across the river in the dark. It was the middle of winter, the water was fast and freezing, and only eight people swam to the other side.

Then a sudden attack took the lives of the enemy troops on the south bank. Most of the enemy troops were killed in their sleep, eight people quickly occupied the bridgehead, and most troops successfully set up temporary bridges.

Ren Lao suffered from a bad cold. The Red Army was short of doctors and medicines, and its food supply was cut off. His condition is getting worse step by step and he is often in a coma. His comrades marched on his back. Twenty days later, the troops came out of the grass and appeased.

At this time, Ren Lao had been in shock for a long time, and his comrades mistakenly thought that he was dead, so they put him in the cave under the cliff of appeasement beach. I don't know how long it took, but he woke up and struggled to climb to the river to drink. At a distance of more than ten meters, Ren Lao climbed for two or three hours.

Local resident Hao Laohan found it and rescued it home. Hao Laohan treats him like his own son and cooks millet porridge to feed him every day. The old man has only one daughter under his knee and wants to treat him as his son.

But Ren Lao is bent on returning to the team. He moves a small bench to sit at the gate every day, hoping to see his comrades in the team. Two months later, Ren Lao's illness basically recovered. He tearfully bid farewell to the old couple, Hao Laohan, and found the Jinchuan Provincial Party Committee active in this area.

Come back to the revolutionary ranks. When he came back to life this time, Ren Lao was less than 18 years old. 1July, 936, Ren Lao's illness was completely cured. At this time, the team began to go north from appeasement. Ren Lao marched on the grassland with seven or eight soldiers younger than him.

One night, a little soldier asked Ren Lao, "Chief, what will happen in the future?" "Everyone lives happily and has no worries about food and clothing." "Can this be achieved?" I believe I can.