Start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 191 I hope you have a safe journey and always be safe
Qilian set up an empty tomb on the spot, marked the location, and carved a simple tombstone. Xu Qing recalled the cadres, names, and deeds of each cadre that his headquarters encountered, and then recorded them all.

He was not sure whether those people had all died in this sea of ​​fire, so their names, positions, and military affiliations could not be mistaken.

Something has to be done, something has to be recorded.

If a person is dead, nothing can be salvaged, but the loyal bones in the sea of ​​fire must not be let down and buried.

He didn't want to see that 70 years later, people didn't even know that these people had appeared, and only a few solitary bones were found in this cold and backlogged place in a foreign country.

He just wants more people to know about these warriors who died silently:

Hu Ganxiu, Chief of Staff of the 20th Division of the 58th Army of the Volunteer Army, a newcomer from Hubei. At the age of 13, he secretly joined the Workers' Revolutionary Army and the Anti-Japanese Guerrilla without telling his family. He successively served as a soldier, squad leader, and platoon leader. In 1931, Hu Ganxiu was recommended to join the Communist Party of China. Hu’s family received a letter from Hu Ganxiu in the spring, Hu said that he had gone out to “do business”, “The business situation is very good now, and he may soon come to his hometown, and his brother is at home Don't worry", full of joy, vividly on the paper. New China was founded in 1949, and it wasn't until the end of the war that Hu confessed to his family that they didn't know that Hu Ganxiu, the youngest and youngest brother in the family, was already a leader of the Hua*Field Army.

In 1950, Hu Ganxiu entered a military university in Nanjing for further study.In the same year, when the Korean War broke out, Hu took the initiative to interrupt his studies, bid farewell to his young wife who was pregnant and about to give birth, and then resolutely went to the border battlefield.

On December 1950, 12, the main force of the U.S. Army in Gutuli retreated. The Xiajieyuli Airport was destroyed. The main force of the 8th Regiment of the [-]st Marine Division began to encircle the area by sea, land and air, launching a large-scale counterattack in Gutuli. It aims to eliminate the remaining volunteer officers and soldiers here, and rebuild the evacuation port route on the basis of the spare small airport in Gutuli.

The 58th Division was actually powerless at this time, and there were only more than 1 wounded soldiers left in the [-]-strong army. Hu Ganxiu organized them into four death-death companies, and personally led the counterattack, preparing to retake the Huangcaoling Highland in one fell swoop.Just as Hu Ganxiu was frowning as before to study the deployment of the battle, the U.S. military plane accidentally discovered the approximate location of the command post.

In the morning, U.S. warplanes carried out heavy bombing, and a large number of artillery shells and incendiary bombs were dropped on the mountains and fields. Amidst the screaming sound and blazing flames, all the heads of the command post, including Hu Ganxiu and Hao Liang, political commissar of the [-]th Regiment, Leaders, cadres, officers and guards were all buried in the sea of ​​fire and sacrificed heroically in the morning.

"The tiger is dead!" When the news was reported to Huang Chaotian, the commander of the 58th Division of the [-]th Army, he was still very surprised. He couldn't believe that the best and youngest chief of staff under his command was just gone.

After repeated confirmation, the military did not dare to delay the opportunity, and immediately reported it to the Chengfangdong Ninth Corps and Zhisi headquarters. The news quickly spread to the country, and went straight to the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, and even the desk of the great man of Central China Sea who worked late at night, causing a sigh , and personally signed a martyr certificate.

Hu Ganxiu was the first senior general sacrificed in our country during the Korean War, and he was also the highest-ranking commander who died in the Battle of Changjin Lake.His deeds will always remain in the sky of the history of the Communist Party of China, shining brightly.

Hu had two sons before his death. When he died, he didn't know it. Just 20 days later, his third youngest son came to the world crying loudly in the ward of the * General Hospital of Nanjing Military Region.

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"Comrades! Refuse to use silver dollars and crack down on silver dollar speculators. This is not our responsibility alone, but the joint responsibility and obligation of all the citizens of Nanjing..."

On the street, a man in a green liberation suit was standing on the cable car, holding a big iron horn to mobilize the street, and the passers-by on the side of the road were listening carefully.

"The Military Control Commission is promoting again, let's go and listen?"

"What are you listening to, you fool, if you want to buy it, you already know it. Renminbi, don't you know, our own issued money, you are stingy, I tell you, you must support it!"

"All right, all right, I won't accept silver dollars later..."

"Huh? I heard that there is a war in the north?"

"With whom?"

"With whom? Why don't you read the newspaper and go back to the north? Stubborn, stick your head here, I'll tell you..."

"Old Zhang, don't pretend to be like a group of five people and six people. This news is full of inquiries, and no one knows it. Isn't it just fighting with the Americans."

"Oh, you are a little crazy, talking so much?"

"Really? Yankees? My bastards are so obedient, they're so fake, they've just helped the old government and now they're fighting again? It's really bad for them to do this. "

"Foreign devils, aren't they all the same--the rascals one by one, those flying teams ate and drank carelessly in the past few years, and paid with a piece of scrap paper from the officer's coupon. Have you seen that they paid money seriously?"

"I don't know how the fight is going. I've been recruiting recently, so it won't hit us again?"

"Whether you want it or not, we are now a liberated new China, whoever dares to bully us, even the Americans!"

There was a lot of discussion and discussion on the street, and there was a flow of people everywhere.

At that time, the people in Jinling, south of the Yangtze River in New China, did not know that the 10,000+ People's Liberation Army was fighting alone in a cold foreign country, and the news spread to the south was still a little unclear.

According to word of mouth, everyone only heard that there is a war in the north again, and the party troops are defending everyone's home and country!

At this time, the campaign to suppress the anti-revolutionary bandits and bullies was in full swing, and the common people volunteered their efforts. Under the fervent construction of a large number of workers and peasants, the cities and villages were in disuse, and the world was full of joy.

In the streets and alleys, the workers were full of energy, the farmers felt the excitement and joy of the land reform, the workers' and peasants' schools were established, and the women's liberation movement rose up. Everyone was happy.

Jinling had just re-divided the suburbs of the city. Xuanwu District was called District [-] to distinguish it from the old District [-]. The General Hospital of the Nanjing Military Region is located here.

On the street outside the hospital, a new bank has just opened here. People rush to watch, and the public security police are observing the possible existence of old forces, gangsters and spies in the crowd, protecting the safety of the people, and welcoming the new year's peaceful new atmosphere everywhere.

The line of sight is pulled back to the hospital.

Hu Ganxiu's young wife, Zhu Yunjuan, is lying weakly on the nursing bed in the hospital. The house is simple but neat and tidy. She looks at the bustling people on the street outside the window, and then turns her head to carefully look after the newborn baby in the cradle next to her. Warm and smiling.

At this time, she was still immersed in the joy of her newborn baby being healthy, and she didn't know when her husband Hu Ganxiu would return, let alone the news of her husband's death.

Boom, boom.

The door of the ward was knocked open, Zhu Yunjuan looked up, it was the lover of her husband's old comrade-in-arms Shen Yunzhang who was visiting.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Yunjuan smiled and was about to get up.

"Hey, lie down, lie down, I'm just here to see, don't move around!"

Shen's lover hurriedly stepped forward to help her lie down again, then put the fruit basket aside, and said angrily, "I said, Comrade Xiao Zhu, you too, you don't know how old you are, but you are also a doctor anyway, why not?" Do you know how to rest well at this time?"

At this time, Shen Yunzhang was the political commissar of the [-]th and [-]th Regiment. He and her husband Hu Ganxiu were close revolutionary comrades-in-arms.

Zhu Yunjuan shook her head and said with a smile, "How can there be..."

"Not yet! What's the matter? I heard from the nurse yesterday, hey—the military doctors in the No. 12 delivery room? They have to get up and go back to their posts. They are really dedicated, and it's not enough to be persuaded by a group of people. The corridor When I met a family member of an old soldier who was seeing a doctor, he dragged his sick body and ran over to help!"

"Ouch! Xiaozhu, who do you think this female comrade is?" Lover Shen said exaggeratedly, but her tone was not of blame, but of helplessness.

Seeing Zhu Yunjuan's shy smile, she sighed slightly and said, "My little ancestor, it's not that you won't be allowed to work, it's going to be winter soon, and it's windy outside, how can this confinement woman Blown by the wind?"

Zhu Yunjuan just laughed.

"You said you are really, don't worry at all, your old Hu doesn't know how to send a letter back to care, I have never seen any lesbian with a more stubborn temper than you..."

"Has Political Commissar Shen come back with a letter?" Zhu Yunjuan said with a smile.

"His elm head is dull, and he still knows how to write letters? All I want is for him to come back safe and sound." Lover Shen was talking sharply just now, but now that she talked about her home, she immediately became awkward. touch up.

Zhu Yunjuan smiled: "If you don't have a letter, it's the best letter."

Zhu Yunjuan is a girl from Changzhou, Jiangsu Province. She joined the army as a doctor at the age of 20 and worked in the Nanjing Military General Hospital for more than a year. As a military doctor, she understands her husband's approach very well.

They all work in the army, fight, get acquainted, form revolutionary friendships, and even get married and have children in the army. Leaders and comrades in arms have given them blessings, but even though they are all in the same army, they often see each other throughout the year. to several sides.

Every time she came home, she suddenly opened the door and saw her husband's stiff figure and smile, which was the happiest time of the year for her.

Only at this time at home, her husband Hu Ganxiu will show tenderness, and once in the army, the stern and selfless "tiger" staff officer returned...

As she was thinking, her thoughts were interrupted by the voice.

"Zhu Yunjuan, Zhu Yunjuan, who is that comrade!"

There was a voice outside the door, shouting loudly in the corridor.

Zhu Yunjuan was taken aback, and said, "It seems that they are calling me, I'll go and have a look."

"Don't worry, I'll come. Who is this person who yells so loudly in the hospital early in the morning? Can the patient be allowed to rest..." Lover Shen just shook her head, got up, opened the door and went out.

Zhu Yunjuan pricked up her ears and listened. Just after she gave birth, her long black hair was cut into a clean short ear-length hair, so she could just hear a little sound.

"Zhu Yun..."

"Hey, hey! Comrade, which unit do you belong to? Don't you know that this is a hospital, a place where patients rest?"

"Hey, I'm really sorry, comrade, I have an urgent telegram... from Beijing..."

"Looking for our military doctors?"

"Yes, yes... Comrade Zhu Yunjuan... Do you know... News from Beijing... Hey, comrade, you can't read it! You have to dismantle it yourself..."

"Okay, okay, I'm her sister, I signed, you go first!"

"Hey...this doesn't fit...hey..."

Snapped!
The door was closed, and Mrs. Shen came in, holding an envelope sealed in kraft paper in her hand, she muttered: "The city post and telecommunications office was stopped by the guards and came in with a pass. I don't know which unit The letter seems to be addressed to your family..."

Zhu Yunjuan couldn't bear it long ago. When she heard the letter, the first thing she felt in her heart was not joy, but a thud, because she had agreed with her husband Hu Ganxiu that she would never send a telegram if there was no serious matter in the war.

"Then I have to see."

"Let me dismantle it for you..."

"No, no, sister-in-law."

She took it and held it in her hand. Instead of opening it first, she carefully looked at the outside of the envelope. There were several red stamps on the top of the envelope. There were Beijing Post and Telecommunications Bureau, the Central Government, the General Administration of the Military Region, and Nanjing Municipal Post and Telecommunications Bureau. Wait for five or six stamps.

Zhu Yunjuan took a slight breath, and gently tore open the envelope with her hands. There was only a piece of paper inside, with a line of words written by hand on it. She didn't look carefully, but only glanced at it, and subconsciously stuffed it back into the envelope with a shake of her hand. .

"Which unit sent it, what's the matter?" Lover Shen was still talking about the ignorant young man outside, and when she turned around and saw that she had opened it, she asked.

"It's nothing, it's a letter from Laohu's old head, asking about Xiaobao's birth situation." Zhu Yunjuan said with a smile.

"Hey, Tan Zhenlin, Secretary Tan? He really likes your old Hu, but your old Hu is also really capable, and his command of war is superb. When he is at home, Lao Shen often mentions..."

Lover Shen didn't doubt that he was there, and she was talking to herself, completely unaware that Secretary Tan was working in the provincial government in the south, not in Beijing.

She also didn't realize that Zhu Yunjuan's eyes gradually became hollow, and the moist water vapor filled her eye sockets. Her thoughts drifted to the ceiling, out of the window, and to North Korea thousands of miles away. She had never been there before, but she missed it so much at this moment. The place……

I don't know how long I thought about it.

"Hey, Xiao Zhu."

"Huh?" Zhu Yunjuan came back to her senses.

Mrs. Shen said that she was tired, and sat down and touched the flushed face of the child in the cradle a few times, "Look at the cuteness of the child, I want to have another one."

"By the way, tell me, what name are you going to name this child this time? Now that New China has been established and everyone is safe and sound, how about...calling it Xiaoan, or Xiaoxin?" She sat on the bed While peeling an apple for her, he asked curiously.

At this moment, Zhu Yunjuan's heart was full of confusion.

But she forcibly stopped the turbulent thoughts in her heart. Besides being a woman and a wife, she was also a military doctor, a true son and daughter of the party and a soldier.

Yes, if the husband finds out, what name will he name the youngest son?
When the eldest son was born, it coincided with Japan's surrender, so he was named Hu Xiaoping, implying to drive away the little Japan, and he was called "Xiaoping".

Peace, peace.

The third son, it is not impossible to take "Xiao'an".

but……

Think carefully.

"No, let's call it 'Yichao'." Zhu Yunjuan looked out of the window of the ward and saw white pigeons flying from the grass to the sky. She tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes, and said with a smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)