A short story about the 25,000-mile long March

1, a memory and a story of four names of the Red Army in 14.

1936, 10 At the beginning of the year, after the three main forces of the Red Army joined forces in Huining, Gansu Province, a young Red Army colonel 14 years old lived in the home of a scholar named Wei Hongru in Huining City. A few days later, the landlord's 3-year-old son, Wei Yu, also became the "little tail" of the Little Red Army.

6543810.5, Xiao He and several comrades posted and wrote slogans in the street, followed by them. Suddenly, several enemy planes sneaked at low altitude, and the explosion suddenly rang. Just as Wei Yu fell to the ground in fright, the little Red Army rushed at him, and a bomb exploded beside them. Wei Yu was injured only in his left leg and two fingers, but the little Red Army protecting him was killed.

After hearing the news, Wei Hongru, the father of the child, saw that his son was still crushed by the little Red Army, but he was slightly injured. He excitedly picked up the little Red Army from a pool of blood and repeatedly called ... In order to express his gratitude to the Red Army for saving his son, he buried the body of the little Red Army in his ancestral grave and repeatedly expressed his hope to do something for the Red Army.

Under the careful treatment of the Red Army health workers, Calvin's injury gradually improved. When the Red Army left Huining, a chief told Wei Hongru: In the future, this child will grow up, get married and have children, and I hope they will support the Red Army and continue the Long March.

Time flies. After Wei Yu grew up and became a family, he gave birth to three sons in 1960, 1962, 197 1 three years. According to his father's entrustment, he named his son Wei, Wei and Wei respectively, which together means "continuing the Long March". According to the staff of the memorial hall of the three main forces of the Red Army, the 14-year-old Red Army who gave himself up to save people in the Red Fourth Army is from Bazhong, Sichuan. His job in the army is to write slogans and post them.

2. Stubborn little Red Army

The little guy is only eleven or twelve years old, with a yellow face, a pair of big eyes, two thin lips, a slightly upturned nose, and sandals on his feet, all black and blue with cold.

Comrade Chen Geng came up to him and said, "Son, get on the horse and ride for a while." The little Red Army put on an air of indifference, stared at Comrade Chen Geng's thin face with a beard, smiled and said in a Sichuan saying, "Old comrades, my physical strength is much stronger than yours. Get in the car and go. "

Comrade Chen Geng said in a commanding tone: "Go up and ride for a while!" The little red army stubbornly said, "if you want me to race your horse, then we will have a race." With that, he straightened up and made a gesture to prepare for the race. Then let's go together. "No, you go first, I want to wait for my companion."

Comrade Chen Geng is very helpless. He took out a small bag of highland barley noodles from his body, handed it to the little Red Army and said, "You eat." . The little red army pulled the dry food bag on his body, patted it gently and said, "Look, it's bulging." I have more than you. "Comrade Chen Geng was finally persuaded by this little Red Army and had to climb on horseback and walk forward.

He rode on a horse and felt restless. From the little Red Army he just met, he thought of a series of children. From Shanghai and Guangzhou to the docks in Hong Kong, the poor children he had dealt with appeared in front of him one by one. "No, I was cheated!" Comrade Chen Geng suddenly gave a cry, immediately turned his horse's head and kicked off his horse several times, running all the way. When he found the little Red Army, it was already lying on the grass. ?

3. The Jin Jia Mountain, whose main peak is more than 4,950 meters above sea level, is regarded by local Tibetan compatriots as a sacred mountain that "even birds can't fly over" and the first big snow mountain that the Red Army crossed in the Long March. On June 2nd, 1935, the 4th Regiment of the Central Red Army 1 Division came to the mountainous area of Jin Jia as an advance team of the whole army, and began the most tragic journey on the Long March.

"It was the fourth day of the fifth lunar month. When they came down from the mountain, they wore colorful clothes and various styles. People are very thin, almost skinny. " Recalling the scene when the Red Army arrived in Dawei Town, Xiaojin County, Sichuan Province, Zhang Shaoquan, 92, clearly remembers that "the Red Army soldiers who went south were in rags and their feet were covered with dried bark ..."

"It's really cold, and everyone is crowded together. When we continue to March, there are always some comrades who can't get up anymore. " Yi Hao, who was only 19 years old at that time, said: One day, Hao couldn't walk any further. When he saw a big stone in front of him, he put a small bag on it and wanted to sit down and have a rest. Who knows, as soon as I sat down, the big stone collapsed-it turned out to be a comrade-in-arms who died in front of the army, and his body was already stiff.

Liu, the old Red Army, couldn't help crying when he mentioned the snow-capped mountains: "Many comrades can't get up as soon as they sit down. Many people froze, slipped out like shells and disappeared under the ice cliff. " Hanging Mountain is the highest altitude snow mountain that the Red Army climbed during the Long March. At that time, the old Red Army Liu Gang was 2 1 year old.

"Hanging mountain, hanging mountain, there are always 230 people up and down. It doesn't snow all year round, and ten people go up the mountain for nine days. " Liu followed the troops to the foot of the mountain, and the kind Tibetan compatriots came to dissuade them: the people who went up were either trapped in the ice cave and starved to death, or were caught by "Shan Yao" and even the bodies could not be found. ...

As night fell, Liu and his comrades huddled in the snow cave and warmed each other with their body temperatures. They were so tired that they fell asleep ... "The next day, we woke up and only the vice monitor was still lying still. I called twice and he ignored me. " Liu pushed the handle in the past, only to know that the vice monitor had frozen to death.

On the barren grassland, Red Army soldiers have only a little highland barley flour for dry food. Vice President Zhou Enlai, like the soldiers, never eats more highland barley noodles. He also taught the soldiers that in order to get out of the grassland and go north to resist Japan, they must pay special attention to diet. The soldiers listened to his words and put the only highland barley noodles in grain bags and tied them around their waists.

There are fewer and fewer highland barley noodles, so the soldiers can only mix a little highland barley noodles with wild vegetables to cook soup. Soldier Wu Kaisheng has eaten his highland barley noodles and has been hungry for two days. When Vice President Zhou knew about it, he asked the guards to give him two bowls of highland barley noodles he had saved. He looked at Wu Kaisheng's sallow face and said earnestly, "This is a revolution!" Wu Kaisheng said with tears: "As long as I have a breath, I will walk out of the grass with you and walk to the end of the revolution!"

It was stormy again that night, and the tent made of sheets couldn't stop it. The soldiers were soaked to the skin. Vice President Zhou ordered the soldiers to rest in his tent. Everyone refused to go for fear of affecting his work. He came in person in spite of the heavy rain and said, "I won't be at ease if you don't go." Vice President Zhou's words warmed the hearts of the soldiers like fire.

After walking like this for several days, the grassland is still endless. The highland barley noodles have been eaten, the wild vegetables have been eaten, and the army horses have been killed and eaten. Soldiers have to burn belts to eat, and even swallow the paper they carry with them to satisfy their hunger. The Red Army is in great trouble. Vice President Zhou ordered all the remaining half bowls of highland barley noodles to be soaked in water: "What do you eat?" The guards are in a hurry.

Vice President Zhou's two big eyes glowed with gloomy light, and the muscles on his thin face trembled. "If there are comrades alive, there will be me. As long as one more soldier is alive, he will add strength to the revolutionary cause and take it out! " This was distributed to the soldiers with highland barley flour mixed with a little hot water.

The soldiers shed tears. This half bowl of highland barley noodles is the heart and lifeblood of Vice President Zhou! The soldiers are on their way again, on the vast grass. The indestructible Red Army is advancing.

A long team of Red Army marched in the ice and snow of Yunzhongshan, facing the chaotic and foggy snow. The cold turned Zhongshan in the clouds into a big ice cube, and the wind howled like a wolf, trying to conquer this poorly equipped team.

The front line suddenly slowed down, and many people got together and didn't know what to do. The general shouted as he walked: don't stop, let's go! The general's guard came back and told him, "... a man in front froze to death ..." The general paused and walked past without saying anything. The snow is too heavy. He wobbled and his eyes were a little blurred.

A frozen veteran, leaning against a bare tree trunk, sat motionless like a statue. He was covered with snow, and you could see his calm and natural expression, but you couldn't recognize his face for a moment. Half a roll of cigarettes is still sandwiched between the middle finger and the index finger of his right hand, and the fireworks have been put out by the snow.

He held out his hand slightly forward, as if to borrow a light from his comrades ... "What's the matter? His clothes are so thin and shabby? Like leaves, as thin as foil ... where are his warm clothes? Why not send it down?

The general's face suddenly clouded, and the muscles around his mouth twitched obviously. He suddenly turned his head and shouted to the people around him, "Call the quartermaster, and I will …" A storm swallowed his words. His eyes are red, like an angry leopard, and he looks terrible.

No one answered him, and no one walked away ... "Did you hear that? Guards! Tell the quartermaster to run up! " The muscles on the general's cheek are shaking badly, I don't know if it's because of cold or anger.

Finally, someone whispered to the general, "This is the quartermaster ..."