Chapter 130 Return to Xinxiang

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At 10 o'clock in the morning on November 10, 1930, a train from Zhengzhou entered the Xinxiang Railway Station. A middle-aged man with a mustache and dressed as a scholar stepped off the train carrying a suitcase. This person is exactly the person who secretly monitored Zhou Wen and the others at Zhengzhou Railway Station a few days ago.

It turns out that his surname is Peng Mingfeng, and he is an underground worker of the red organization. This time he went to Shanxi to carry out work under the order of the superior organization. The purpose of coming to Xinxiang was to contact comrades from the Northern Bureau and receive radio and other equipment, and then try to enter Shanxi by land.

After Peng Feng got out of the car with the crowd of people, he looked around habitually. Suddenly his eyes shrank and he found that there were soldiers setting up a cordon in front of the rear carriage. It was not like there were any important people in the car with him. Bar? This time he didn't dare to be careless. Last time he almost got noticed by the other party after taking a few more glances.

He hid in the crowd from a distance and looked towards the rear of the car without a glance. I saw that the officer who greeted me was just a colonel, and I felt that the scene was not as big as last time. But when he saw the people getting off the bus, his heart beat faster. It was the young officer with keen intuition whom I met last time, and the fat man wearing Mao Zedong attire and glasses.

Peng Feng quickly averted his gaze and slowly walked towards the station exit. When he was approaching the exit door, he quickly looked back and walked out of the station quickly. But my heart was filled with excitement, "This boy was a major last time I saw him. How come he became a colonel in just a few days? This is the first time I have seen such a young colonel in the National Army. The person who came this time There are more of them. In addition to the small unit that has all become officers, there are also many people wearing Chinese tunic suits. It seems that they are carrying a lot of equipment and items. Has the enemy made any new moves recently? No, we need to Report this situation to your superiors immediately."

Thinking of this, Peng Feng quickened his pace again and moved through the crowd in a well-trained manner, disappearing into the vast sea of ​​people in a short time.

He was right. This time he happened to meet Zhou Wen and the others again. Zhou Wen and Liu Ruoshui took their respective men on the morning passing train and arrived in Xinxiang from Zhengzhou in less than 4 hours. During this period, both the military and the government had the privilege of requisitioning trains. As long as there was official approval and advance notice, the train would move passengers to the front carriage at the previous station. Generally, for the convenience of management, the rearmost carriage of the train would be vacated. . In case of emergency, additional carriages may be added.

This time there were many of them. In addition to the nearly 60 people of all ages led by Zhou Wen, Liu Ruoshui also had more than 20 staff members, and they also brought a lot of equipment and supplies. So Liu Ruoshui requisitioned two carriages in the name of the party headquarters.

As a special commissioner of the Party Department of a province, his status is equivalent to that of the provincial governor, so all levels of government or garrison along the way have the obligation to receive and protect him. Xinxiang is just a county, and a regiment of the National Army is stationed here. Among the people who came to greet him today, the county magistrate and regimental leader had the highest official positions.

Zhou Wen got out of the car and laughed when he saw the regiment leader who came to greet him. He was an old acquaintance. He was actually an old friend of the 18th Regiment. However, he was not the commander of the 18th Regiment. He was the former deputy commander of the 18th Regiment named Liu. It turned out that he was still just a lieutenant colonel, but he seemed to have been promoted.

Captain Liu did not dare to neglect. He stepped forward and respectfully saluted Liu Ruoshui and Zhou Wen, and then introduced the county magistrate to come up to see them. Liu Ruoshui naturally took care of the entertainment with the county magistrate. Zhou Wen, however, put his arm around the captain's shoulders and said with a smile: "I'm telling you, Old Liu, I've never seen you so polite before. The last time you were cheating while drinking, you weren't as polite as you are today. Did you get promoted? He started to act pretentious when he got married, and it will be difficult for us to socialize in the future. Where is Lao Zhao? Where did he get promoted and make a fortune? "

Soldiers from all eras have the same characteristics. As long as they are comrades who have fought together in the army and experienced life and death together, they will naturally have a special emotion when they meet again. Most of the time, this emotion will not diminish with the passage of time. This kind of emotion will make you ignore each other's identity in private situations and ignore the relationship between superiors and subordinates. Call each other brothers and sisters and completely open up your feelings. This is what is meant by the saying that the love between comrades is better than family love and more than love.

The relationship between Zhou Wen and several of his officers was a bit like comrades-in-arms, and the relationship between Zhou Wen and the Eighteenth Regiment was even more like comrades-in-arms and brothers. During the Central Plains War, Zhou Wen led the transportation team southward for hundreds of miles, and the 18th Regiment had always been the strong backing of the transportation team. The two sides have cooperated closely and made numerous achievements. When we meet at this time, we are naturally very affectionate.

I saw Captain Liu smiling so hard that he waved hello to Gao Xiaoshan and Miaohua and said: "Isn't that Commissioner Liu here? I, Old Liu, have to read a book blindly - pretending to be like this Once. Commander Zhao has already gone to the Central Military Academy in Nanjing, and will become a major general and brigade commander when he comes out a year later."

Zhou Wen did not expect that Captain Zhao also went to further his studies. It was hard to say that he was in the same class as Zhou Jinbao. I was also happy for him in my heart. The bad blood between the two sides at Guide Station had long since disappeared, and what was left was a strong friendship.

When the group of people left the train station, there were no cars to pick them up now. They were all large carts hitched to horses, and there were actually a few bridges. Zhou Wen couldn't stand this and was impatient with the official entertainment, so he and Liu Ruoshui broke up. Liu Ruoshui took his party subordinates by bridge and carriage to have a drink with the county magistrate, while he himself was led by Captain Liu to accept the gifts from the superiors.

Walking on the familiar road in Xinxiang, Zhou Wen had something in mind. When he turned around, he saw Xu Dacheng looking at him as well. It was as if the two brothers' experiences in Xinxiang were still before him. Both of them looked at each other and smiled, feeling their own feelings. In two years, Dacheng has become more mature and stable.

The station freight yard is not far away, it only takes a few minutes to walk there. When we arrived at the freight yard, everyone became excited. Good guys, three brand-new German Opel trucks were parked quietly in an open space. The hoods were pulled up on the carriages. The whole truck looked majestic and domineering. The brothers all knew that this was their own car. Except for Gao Xiaoshan and Miaohua, who were happy but kept their temper, the others, including the red-sleeved old Uncle Wu, crowded around and shouted, touching each other. Everyone was beaming with joy.

Zhou Wen signed the acceptance form handed over by a guard officer. Ignoring the group of men, women, and children who were giggling around the truck, he waved to Feng Tianpei, and led a few people to a car not far away whose body was completely covered by canvas. He stepped forward and asked a few people to help lift the truck. When the canvas was opened, a car with red crosses printed on the left, right and rear appeared in front of us.

The front of the car is exactly the same as a truck, but the cabin becomes a long box with a roof. There are rectangular glass windows on both sides. Zhou Wen opened the double doors from the back, and light came in from the windows on both sides and the car door at the back. Look neat, clean and bright. In the middle is a six-wheel white operating table fixed to the bottom of the car by six connecting buckles. There are hooks for blood transfusion and infusion on both sides of the car wall, and now there are several brand-new white coats hanging on the hooks. There is a headlight on the roof. Four exquisite aluminum leather boxes are neatly stacked at the front of the carriage.