march to victory

Walking into Liu Bing’s temporary campsite, the first thing that catches the eye is a variety of strange and dazzling cooking tools: remove the upper half of the kettle, a larger earthen bowl, barbecue wild vegetables... there is still a piece of it intact cauldron.

I don't know if the other party didn't want to add trouble to their lives, or they were too hungry to wait, but they actually cooked this meal early: although it was all wild vegetables, they did cook a lot.

Zhang Qingshan came to the cauldron, took a look, and subconsciously picked up a spoon to check if there was barley in the pot, but he stopped abruptly when he stretched out his hand, retracted his hand, and turned to look around. Liu Bing next to him.

Zhang Qingshan originally wanted to save some face for Liu Bing, because he felt that for a proud person like Liu Bing, seeing the other party's embarrassment in person would be tantamount to sweeping the other party's face.But he never expected that not only did Liu Bing show no sign of embarrassment, but he said with a smile: "No way, the food ran out a few days ago... I heard from Comrade Peng Peng that you still have food, but I think Thinking, saving a little is a little bit, so let comrades cook the wild vegetables early, thinking that when you arrive, although the food is not as good as yours, you can eat hot food directly.”

Hearing this, Zhang Qingshan looked at Liu Bing in surprise, and felt for the first time that Liu Bing was proud, but he was quite open-minded.Thinking about it carefully, this is probably because he felt that he had tried his best, so he was so honest.

Zhang Qingshan nodded, took out a cigarette, and handed one to Liu Bing.

Liu Bing took a puff of cigarette, looked around, his eyes finally showed a little anxiety, his tone was not so proud, but a little sad, and said lightly: "Old Zhang, let me tell you the truth: In fact, I was mainly thinking that healthy people like us don’t care what to eat, but the wounded really need food to supplement their nutrition. Otherwise, if this continues, there will be big problems sooner or later. By that time , I... As their leader, I am too dereliction of duty, even if I die, I will have no face to see them."

Zhang Qingshan nodded with a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Everyone is in difficulty now. Many times, many things are beyond our ability to solve for the time being. You don't have to blame yourself so much... Besides, everyone is Revolutionary comrades, we should help each other. Now that we meet together in such a big place, it is God's destiny. From now on, we will face any difficulties and obstacles together... Well, I won't say more .”

Saying that, Zhang Qingshan turned around and shouted to Xiang Tao who was not far behind him: "Xiang Tao, you go to pass the order, and you will camp here today. Tell Zhou Ping again to start a fire and cook immediately. According to the previous regulations, The food for the wounded and sick must be well prepared. Comrade Li Xueshan’s food must be guaranteed to be the best. He will have an operation in the next two days, and adequate nutrition must be guaranteed... other comrades, although There is no way, but at any rate, add some lard to this big pot, so that everyone can eat a little bit of star oil, nourishing the body... Also, please discuss with the new comrades, Peng Peng, and make statistics The number of people and the wounded must be taken care of.”

After giving these instructions, Zhang Qingshan saw Liu Bing making a gesture of invitation, and knew that he meant to ask himself to go aside, find a quiet place, and talk to himself-in fact, it was nothing, just to increase the actual leadership of both parties. The friendship between people is just.

Zhang Qingshan smiled and nodded, but he accidentally saw something abnormal in the corner of his eyes. He subconsciously turned his head to look, and his heart suddenly felt cold: When he came here, he looked from a distance, and only noticed that this group of people were yellow and emaciated, unkempt and unkempt. They were like beggars, but then they were overwhelmed by joy, and finally they were eager to know their food situation, but they never noticed that this group of people was worse than imagined!

Look at these sitting people, all of them are yellow and thin, as thin as a skeleton, and all the sitting people basically have blood stains on their bodies, it can be said that they are all wounded, and there are more than ten of them.Although they each tried their best to keep their eyes wide open, trying to appear energetic, but the malnutrition and injuries caused by the long-term hunger were mixed together, making them look like a group of people worse than beggars.Only the guns in their hands can prove that they are soldiers, only the five-pointed red star on their caps can prove that they are the Red Army, and only the respectful eyes they look at show that they are a disciplined and organized army ...Of course, Zhang Qingshan didn't know that this was Liu Bing's face-saving side under his pride: those who greeted them before were all intact people, but these dozen or so wounded, no matter whether Liu Bing did it intentionally or not, they are all now anyway. Lie down or sit by the fire and serve the pot.If Zhang Qingshan hadn't insisted on taking a look, he might not have seen such a scene, at least not for the time being.

Seeing Zhang Qingshan frowning, Liu Bing finally looked a little embarrassed, but his pride determined that he would not let Zhang Qingshan speak first, but he would not refuse to admit such a scene.So, he pulled down Zhang Qingshan's sleeve and whispered: "Old Zhang, let's go over there and talk for a while."

Zhang Qingshan frowned and stared at him, Liu Bing blushed and lowered his head, Zhang Qingshan finally endured it, nodded, turned around and took out half a pack of cigarettes from his body, offering one to the wounded smoke, and took a burning firewood to help them light... Zhang Qingshan felt that he had to do this, because these soldiers were all respectable warriors.To put it bluntly, at this moment, he was a little disgusted with Liu Bing's approach for the first time: Isn't it because he is afraid that we will see your fragile side?What kind of bullshit is it to put the wounded last?Others don't know, don't we comrades who have personally participated in it not know: how much our Red Army has endured, suffered, and wounded since we climbed the snow-capped mountains and crossed the grasslands?How could you be ashamed to let other people see these wounded?Or is it because we are afraid that we will not merge with you?I actually want to use my brain, is it necessary?You underestimate me, Zhang Qingshan.If I, Zhang Qingshan, really have this idea, I will take Zhou Ping and Zhou Baoyu with me, and the three of us will take a detour to avoid all of you. Even if we walk for three to five months, we will still be able to travel around After walking out of this meadow victoriously, is there still a need to take the initiative to take in comrades who are lagging behind and send them to suffer?Didn’t I just think that everyone is a revolutionary comrade and should share weal and woe instead of enjoying it.If it's what you think, then it's a fart revolution, it's better to go home and farm... It seems that this Liu Bing is a little too proud, he has become arrogant, because of this, he actually has this crooked brain , it seems that even if his personal thoughts are fine, there are still some problems with his personal qualities.Didn't he know that doing this by himself would cause these wounded people to have negative emotions, thus causing unnecessary trouble and sacrifice?So, see the big from the small, who will fight with you in the future?When fighting with you, who doesn't want to think that if you get injured, wouldn't you be ruthlessly abandoned by you?In that case, the cornerstone of the army will have to be messed up...

If someone else came, maybe he could bear it, but Zhang Qingshan has such a hot temper—although he has changed a lot now.In the past, he might have turned his face and turned into a fuss immediately, but now, he actually suppressed the anger in his heart.

After offering a cigarette to each of the wounded, he turned his head and stared at Liu Bing. Seeing Liu Bing lowered his head to smoke, Zhang Qingshan stood up and turned around and shouted: "Zhou Baoyu, come here!"

Zhou Baoyu was holding a spoon and scooped a ladle of lard from the jar of lard that Zhou Ping was holding. Hearing Zhang Qingshan's shout, his tone was a bit angry. Zhou Baoyu naturally knew that Zhang Qingshan at this time Qingshan must be burning with anger, so he dared not delay, he answered "Here we come", put the ladle of lard and the spoon into the big pot, and ran to Zhang Qingshan quickly, which made Zhou Ping behind him very dissatisfied He glanced at Zhang Qingshan, pouted, but didn't say anything.But Zhang Qingshan happened to take a close look at his glance, and he clearly felt the meaning of Zhou Ping's glance: the first contact between the two parties, you pay attention to the influence, especially the unity, at least restrain your temper, don't let people say you The tail is cocked, thinking that it is great to carry some supplies, so that you can criticize others superiorly.

Fortunately, Zhang Qingshan is not the stunned man he was at the beginning, he had restrained the anger in his heart, and then felt the meaning of Zhou Ping's glance, coupled with the surprised gazes of the comrades around him, Zhang Qingshan's inner anger was low some.

When Zhou Baoyu rushed to his side, his tone was actually very calm.

"Give me a pack of cigarettes, and then, go and find Qin Fang, and show these wounded and sick people. You must try your best to take good care of these comrades..." Zhang Qingshan glanced at the wounded and sick around him Ladies and gentlemen, sighed, and whispered: "You cannot let comrades bleed and shed tears."

"Yes!"

Zhou Baoyu didn't dare to say anything else, so he quickly passed the cigarette over, and after answering, he turned and ran away.

Only then did Zhang Qingshan walk up to Liu Bing, his tone still calm: "Old Liu, go, find a place where no one is around to chat."

Liu Bing nodded slightly and followed Zhang Qingshan.

The world is vast and boundless, and it is easiest to find a place where there is no one.

Soon, the two found a place with lush water and grass more than 20 meters away from the soldiers, and sat on the ground.

Zhang Qingshan took out his cigarette and lighter, placed them between the two, and began to talk about his experiences along the way.Although it was a simple and rough talk, Liu Bing was still dumbfounded. He looked at Zhang Qingshan as if he was looking at a god. Apart from admiration, he also admired Zhang Qingshan's good luck—indeed, like There are not many lucky people like Zhang Qingshan in the entire Red Army.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Qingshan ignored Liu Bing's reaction, threw the cigarette butt away, grabbed the cigarette case and lighter, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, looked at Liu Bing, and asked in a different way: "Old Liu Bing?" , it's time for you to talk about the process."

Only then did Liu Bing come to his senses, picked up the cigarette case, lit one, and said slowly.

However, this guy is really smart. Given Zhang Qingshan's reaction just now, he naturally knows what to focus on...