The touching story of the Red Army's Long March 1000 is urgent!

Heroine in the battlefield: 17 shrapnel embedded in He Zizhen During the tragic 25,000-mile Long March, a group of special figures were active, including the wives of central leading comrades, female cadres and ordinary female soldiers. Hunger, disease, bloody battle and death, nothing can stop their progress. This group of amiable and respectable heroines walked all the way through the diffuse smoke. The author often says that in the winter of 1995, he and the writer Dong Cun traveled all over the streets of Beijing, struggling to find the female Red Army who participated in the Long March that year. This is a very hard job, which consumes a lot of their time and energy, but they still enjoy it, because every interviewee has brought them great surprises, and a long-lost spirit is calling them, inspiring them and moving them. Although most of the young and all-powerful female Red Army soldiers have passed away, the beautiful story left by the female Red Army on its long journey is still so tragic and touching. 1935 One night in early April, the female Red Army just dragged her tired body to Wulipai near Panxian County, Guizhou Province. An unexpected situation appeared: a group of enemy planes buzzed and suddenly flew from behind the mountain. One of them swooped down quickly, a fierce machine gun bullet strafed head-on, and three bombs landed on the rest camp. The soldiers quickly squatted under the road, in the ditch and on the slope. The high and low terrain covered some people, but the terrible thing was that some Red Army wounded people were lying on stretchers, unable to move at all. He Zizhen was hiding under a ridge on the side of the road, but she climbed out of the stretcher regardless of her personal safety. At this time, a bomb was dropped, and a smoke suddenly rose around her ... The enemy plane flew away, the gunfire and explosion stopped, and the smoke gradually dispersed. He Zizhen's body was covered with shrapnel, and his military uniform was dyed red with blood. The intense rescue began. The guards rode to the Ministry of Health and asked Dr. Li Zhi to treat He Zizhen. Li Zhixian gave He Zizhen a hemostatic injection, and then made a general examination. It was found that there were 17 shrapnel of different sizes and shades on her head, upper body and limbs. Without any anesthesia, the operation began. He Zizhen was sweating with pain, and his eyes were full of tears, but he insisted. The shrapnel in the shallow layer of the body was finally taken out one by one, but it was difficult to take out the shrapnel that went deep into the body, which became a permanent memorial left to her by the war. "Fengbei" Red Army team struggled in the ice and snow. The severe cold has frozen the mountain in the clouds into a big ice cube. The wind roared and the snow fell heavily, which seemed to engulf the poorly equipped team. The general gave up his horse to the seriously injured. He led the soldiers forward and opened a way for the follow-up troops in the ice and snow. What awaits them is harsh environment and cruel fighting. They may have no food, they may sleep in a snow den, they may walk more than 100 miles a day, and they may be suddenly attacked by the enemy. Can this team stand such a severe test? It is generally believed that. The team suddenly slowed down, and there were many people in front, not knowing what they were doing. The general shouted as he walked, "Don't stop, let's go!" "Someone in front froze to death." The guard ran back and told him. The general paused, said nothing, and walked quickly forward. A frozen veteran, sitting on a bare tree trunk. He is motionless, like a statue, covered with snow, unable to recognize his face, but it can be seen that his expression is very calm and serene: there is still half a paper roll between the middle finger and the index finger of his right hand, and the fire has already been extinguished by snow; The left hand stretched forward slightly, as if to point out the future for the comrades. Thin and shabby clothes clung to him. The general's face suddenly became serious, and the muscles around his mouth twitched. Suddenly he turned to the people around him and shouted, "call me a quartermaster!" Why not send him cotton-padded clothes? " The howling wind drowned out the general's voice. No one answered him, and no one went away. His eyes are red, like an angry leopard, and he looks terrible. "Did you hear that, guard? Tell the quartermaster to run! " The muscles on the general's cheek trembled. At this time, someone quietly said to the general, "He is the director of military supplies …" The general froze and stood in the snow for a long time. His eyes are moist. He took a deep breath, slowly raised his right hand, raised it to Mei Qi, and gave a military salute to the quartermaster who was integrated with Yunzhongshan. The wind is crazier and the snow is heavier. The heavy snow soon covered the quartermaster's body and he became an eternal monument. The general strode into the snow without saying a word. He heard countless heavy and firm footsteps. The voice seems to tell people: if the victory does not belong to such a team, who will it belong to? The story "Little Sun on Snow Mountain" takes place in the mountainous area of Jin Jia. The Jin Jia Mountains are covered with continuous mountains and snow. The wind mixed with large snowflakes rolled and roared, and the snow-capped mountains seemed to tremble in the cold air. The advancing team is a little slow. The cold, hungry and thin air is attacking this powerful team, and many comrades-in-arms have closed their eyes forever in this land that makes the gods fear. Suddenly, a vibrant song sounded in the snow: Jin Jia Mountain is high and high, hold on, win! The sun is shining over the snow-capped mountains, hey! The sun was warm, and the soldiers walked with mirth ... The songs penetrated the snow, dispelled the cold and fatigue, and brought warmth to the advancing team. Everyone looked up and saw a small red figure dancing and singing on the hillside, waving Allegro in his hand. A happy figure is like a beating flame. "Our little sun is rising again!" The soldiers laughed. This singing female soldier is a small hygienist in the Red Army, and no one knows her name. Along the way, the little girl wove the story of marching into a ballad, which inspired everyone to move forward and became everyone's "pistachio". When climbing the snowy mountain, the little girl was thinner, and her sister was afraid of freezing, so she gave her a red sweater she wore. She is very happy. Wearing this knee-length sweater, she ran before and after in the team, singing and dancing on the hillside. The bright red color is particularly dazzling in the snow, so everyone calls her "Little Sun". As the team approached the top of the mountain, the air became thinner and thinner, making it difficult to breathe. Many comrades-in-arms sat in the snow because of fatigue and hunger, and this sitting became a statue of ice and snow. The red sweater can't resist the cold, and the pace of "Little Sun" is getting slower and slower. Suddenly, she stopped, and an injured soldier sat on the side of the road, burying his head in his arms, as if he were dozing off. Here, pause means death. "Little Sun" shook him desperately, and the soldier just mumbled, "Cold, cold ..." The team continued to move slowly. Suddenly I found that the happy red figure was missing from the team. Soldiers of the cadre recuperation company searched everywhere. In the snow on the hillside, they saw the young health worker lying quietly on the hillside, and there was no breath of life. She was only wearing a thin military uniform, and there was not a trace of blood on her little face. On the stretcher, the soldiers found the red sweater, which was worn on an injured soldier. The injured soldier recalled with tears that he was tired and sat in the snow, feeling that someone was trying to pull him. By the way, he heard a song. He said it was a well-known song: it's sunny over the snowy mountains, hey! The sun was warm and the soldiers came over ... everyone was silent. The wounded soldier took off his red sweater and solemnly put it on the snow. It is like a happy smile of a female warrior, stretching out in the vast snowfield. Looking up, the peak has cleared slightly, and the sun is red, shining on the white snow, reflecting a golden light. Through the years, 70 years ago, many beautiful and heroic stories are still vivid. There was once a little girl who loved singing and walked happily in this magnificent team. She sang the loudest ballad, making the tired soldiers look up at the sky and see the sun. She skipped the most touching dance, making the injured veterans forget the pain and laugh happily; She once rejoiced in an ordinary red sweater and regarded it as a treasure. At the most dangerous time, she gave her most precious things, together with the hope and strength of life, to her comrades. She's just a child. That year, she was 15 years old. The story of Soul in Little Red Bridge takes place in 1935 Spring Location: Gannan. The expedition team stretched for more than ten miles, the autumn wind in Ma Si was cold, and the Red Army soldiers were solemn and stirring. Every time we break through the enemy's blockade, we have to pay a huge price. The battle team is seriously depleted, while the stretcher team is getting longer and longer, and the task is getting more and more arduous. A thin and capable girl shuttles through the team, like standing on a hot wheels, before and after running, arranging stretchers to take care of the injured. This is her duty. She is the captain of the stretcher team. It is said that she ran away from home and joined the Red Army. Eiko was also named by herself after she became a soldier. At the age of 20, she has joined the Red Army for four years and the Party for three years. Her quick, decisive, witty and brave style often makes people forget that she is a girl. So before the Long March, she accepted the position of captain. Being ordered in a crisis means that it is no longer power, but fulfilling all responsibilities with life. Difficulties, problems and dangers followed. There are not enough stretchers, and there are more and more wounded people! Some stretcher bearers were injured, and the hired migrant workers escaped. More than a dozen stretchers were thrown on the road, and the seriously wounded lay with vague blood, while the lightly wounded groaned in pain. The shocking scene made her feel like a knife, and her blood went straight to her forehead. The young captain glared at almond eyes, bit his lip and said sternly, "Go behind your back!" " "She assigned the task of stretcher bearers, tried her best to find the migrant workers who escaped, and tried her best to settle every wounded person. But in the end, there are no more stretchers and people to carry a seriously injured and dying little soldier. Looking at the road ahead and the dying little soldier, Eiko decided to carry him. The team members objected and advised her to keep the injured person. Because she is short and thin, she looks really at a loss, and the injured man is too seriously injured. But Eiko looked around at the barren hills and said, "Leaving him behind is tantamount to letting him die. Never! So, without saying anything, she took heavy steps and carried him on the rugged and muddy road ... The injured man put his hand on her shoulder feebly and said feebly, "Let me go, let me go, let me go ..." Eiko turned a deaf ear, and her thin lips pursed strongly. Is it a miracle? Weak and weak, she carried soldiers taller and heavier than her, climbed mountains and even walked a lot. And the wounded soldiers, fighting tenaciously, began to get better in the absence of medical care and medicine! All efforts, all adventures, all ways to save the world. The stretcher team made arduous and tortuous progress. While Eiko is getting thinner and thinner. She always gives poor food to the stretcher bearers and the wounded. She is getting weaker and weaker. She always sends precious salt and water to her comrades' mouths ... When the team comes to a small bridge in the mountains, it seems that spring is waiting here, and delicate flowers and new green are coming. The exhausted soldiers paused for a moment, then suddenly stopped and took a deep breath ... The seriously injured soldier was able to walk with crutches, perhaps inspired by the beautiful scenery. He walked up to Captain Eiko and said, "Captain, I want to weave a wreath for you!" " Eiko smiled. A happy and vivid smile reminds people that she is just a child. She nodded and replied, "Well, good." But then he deliberately said with a straight face, "but you need to rest now." "This is the last sentence she said in my life. She fell into the river under the bridge in order to scoop water for the wounded. She fell so quietly that she didn't even struggle, so she followed Shui Piao away ... seventy years! White clouds and pale dogs, things are different. Many things have changed, but some stories will never fade. Just like this moment-an old man in the twilight, standing by the bridge, staring into the distance. The mountains are green, the water is blue, the grass is blue, and the bright and peaceful sunshine shines on the earth. His eyes were moist, and it took him a long time to say, "It's different, but it hasn't changed at all. "After a long time, the old man spoke again and said," If Captain Eiko eats more, he may be able to hold on, maybe … "The old man slowly picked colorful wildflowers on the grass, carefully woven a wreath with trembling hands and hung it gently on the bridge …