Chapter 624: Deputy Platoon Leader Gu solves problems, old squad leader studies politics
Chapter 624: Deputy Platoon Leader Gu solves problems, old squad leader studies politics
The old squad leader laughed and said, "Tsk, what does Commander Song need your help with?
Just tell me quickly, why keep me in suspense?"
Deputy Platoon Leader Gu: "I could see at that time that he didn't like those little Japanese prisoners.
But those Japanese prisoners were captured by our Eighth Route Army, so it would be inappropriate for him to interfere.
I found the captured puppet soldiers at the foot of the mountain and told them that if they wanted to survive, they had to have the blood of the Japanese devils on their hands.
I didn't expect them to be so brave. They actually snatched our weapons and killed more than ten Japanese soldiers.
You didn’t see it. More than 200 puppet soldiers were divided into four groups to beat up the Japanese. It was a spectacular scene.
Even so, there were still more than a hundred puppet army prisoners who had not gotten a chance to take action, and they all stamped their feet and beat their chests. "
Young soldier: "The puppet army prisoners did this, but the Eighth Route Army commanders didn't care?"
Deputy Platoon Leader Gu: "The prisoners have already grabbed their guns, how can we just ignore them?
Not only did they want to intervene, but the brothers from the 7th Guerrilla Division also ran over to stop them.
Maybe because everyone was running too fast, the Eighth Route Army and the Guerrilla Division collided with each other, and a large number of them fell down at that time.
As a result, they didn’t arrive at the scene until all the Japanese soldiers were dead.”
Young soldier: "They killed the prisoners. Aren't they afraid of the guerrilla division and the Eighth Route Army? They will deal with them all?"
Deputy Platoon Leader Gu: "The guerrilla division asked them, and the puppet army said they all had a deep hatred for the Japanese.
Given this reason, the guerrilla division's military court forgave them for their impulsive behavior of snatching the guns.
The Eighth Route Army is not easy to deal with either, so you should all think about this carefully.
If dealt with according to military law, both puppet army prisoners and Japanese prisoners are enemies.
They killed each other, and military law could not handle it.
If you want to handle this matter according to civil law, there is even less we can do.
When the puppet army prisoners put down their guns, they become ordinary people. It is only natural for ordinary people to kill a few Japanese devils.
You can't just kill your fellow villagers just because they killed a few Japanese devils.
How could our red regime do such a thing? It would make others laugh their heads off.
Later, even Commander Lian Song praised me, saying that I used the strategy of diverting trouble to others and killing someone with a borrowed knife very skillfully.
Let me communicate with Platoon Leader Guan and others on a regular basis and strive to carry forward their ideas.”
The soldiers around were almost dumbfounded. They didn't expect that such a thing could be done this way.
Political Commissar Mo's eyes widened, and the expression of him admitting his mistake earlier had long disappeared.
"Commander Song, I never thought you could do this.
You have to give me a detailed account of the party group meeting tonight.
How to divert trouble to others, how to kill someone with a borrowed knife, how to carry forward the cause, humph!"
Song Wenwan looked at Political Commissar Mo's departing back and knew that she was in the wrong in this matter.
He turned around and shouted, "Deputy Platoon Leader Gu, be careful when you speak and don't reveal military secrets."
Then he went after Political Commissar Mo, shouting behind him as he walked.
"Political Commissar Mo, please walk slower. Please listen to my argument..."
Deputy Platoon Leader Gu and his companions were still chatting, unaware of the seriousness of the matter.
Deputy Platoon Leader Gu: "Comrade, old squad leader, judging from your age, you should be an old revolutionary, right?"
The old squad leader laughed and said, "You are right. When I participated in the Long March, I also walked all the way from Jiangxi to northern Shaanxi."
A soldier nearby suddenly laughed and said, "Hahaha, Brother Gu, don't listen to his nonsense, he is just bragging to you.
What do you mean he walked all the way from Jiangxi to northern Shaanxi? It’s more like he started from Jiangxi and followed the whole way to northern Shaanxi.
The Red Army soldiers followed their leaders on the 25,000-mile Long March.
Our old squad leader followed his officer Xue and chased him all the way here at a trot. "
The old squad leader said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, I followed the Red Army halfway, how dare you say I am not an old revolutionary?"
Deputy Platoon Leader Gu was stunned by what he heard and stammered, "Commander Xue is not from the National Army..."
It was then that Deputy Platoon Leader Gu suddenly realized that the old squad leader, like him, was also a captured soldier of the Red Army in northern Shaanxi.
The soldier added: "Our old squad leader was quite famous back then.
When he was eighteen years old, he followed Zhang Huizan and became a prisoner of the Red Army for the first time. Later, he was captured five times repeatedly.
The National Army praised him as a loyal man who fought again and again despite repeated defeats.
Seeing that he carried more and more ammunition each time he surrendered, the Red Army treated him quite well.
The last time he was captured, this guy was even more outrageous.
Not only did he bring his own rifle, he also carried a Czech machine gun in one hand and a box of machine gun bullets on one shoulder.
It happened that the Red Army was short of funds, and they only gave him one dollar for travel expenses.
There's no way he could do that. This time he was captured with a light machine gun, so we should at least give him two dollars.
As a result, he stayed with the Red Army and refused to leave. When the Red Army paid him the travel expenses, he would go back to join the National Army.
As a result, they stopped and started, and followed the Red Army all the way to northern Shaanxi.
The old squad leader had never fought in a battle, but he helped the Red Army to persuade prisoners to defect along the way and achieved quite good results.
If he hadn't always been obsessed with that piece of ocean.
I heard that the Political Department wanted to transfer him away and train him as a political cadre."
The old squad leader was not embarrassed. He stood up, put one hand on his waist and began to speak.
"Comrades of the Armored Division, the commander once said that revolution does not distinguish between first and last, and we all come from all corners of the country.
Now, for the survival of the Chinese nation, I have gathered here under the leadership of Red Northern Shaanxi.
We must practice hard here to improve our skills in killing the enemy, strive to join the anti-Japanese battlefield as soon as possible, and drive the devils out of China completely. "
"Wow..." The soldiers below applauded loudly.
At this time, Political Commissar Mo had been invited back by Song Wenwan.
The two of them looked at the heroic old squad leader standing on a high place, who was talking eloquently and drawing thunderous applause from the audience.
Song Wenwan said: "I didn't expect this guy to have such a skill. It would be a pity if he didn't go into political work."
Political Commissar Mo expressed his strong agreement with this view and issued a transfer order the next morning.
The old squad leader was transferred to the Hengshan base and entrusted to the Political Department for intensive training.
Three months later, the newly promoted old instructor, who was also the former squad leader, returned to the armored division.
After Song Wenwan returned to Longshui, he began to patrol between the various bases.
Seeing that Song Wenwan finally showed up again, the attendants' room of the temporary capital breathed a sigh of relief.
This time they finally understood that wherever Song Wenwan appeared, the war with the Japanese army would begin.
In other words, the Japanese soldiers stationed there would suffer a devastating disaster.
The attendant's office in the temporary capital sometimes thinks that it would be great if Song Wenwan could travel more around the country.
Can the time for the Japanese to withdraw from China be brought forward?
This is just a thought. Song Wenwan is now extremely popular across the country.
This had already made the big guys in the attendant room feel fearful.
How could we dare to let Song Wenwan run around again?
Putting aside other things, since March, with Song Wenwan's stroll, the entire northern battlefield has been in chaos.
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