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Assault! assault! assault!

In 1948, there was a fierce battle in Huaihai! Fierce battle in the northwest! In order to prevent the enemy from supporting Huaihai, our Northwest Field Army deployed in Weibei. The 359th Brigade was trapped in Yongfeng, Pucheng, with high wall fortifications in front. Three People's Liberation Army soldiers made a decisive decision: join the commando team!

The name of "Commando" and the consciousness of "Suicide Squad". If you use your body to explore the enemy's formation, it will be difficult to return. But without the former servants, how can the successors come? One of the three warriors, 24-year-old Zhang Fuqing was determined in his heart: I am a member of the Communist Party. If I don’t join, who will?

Comrades know that this young man from Hanzhong, Shaanxi Province is extraordinary.

His father's eldest brother died young and his mother was frail and sick. Zhang Fuqing had to do long-term labor at a young age. The house leaked but it rained, and the second brother, the only strong laborer in the family, was arrested by the Kuomintang again. In order to keep the family's backbone, Zhang Fuqing resolutely traded himself for his brother. In the Kuomintang army, Zhang Fuqing worked as a logistics officer, doing endless chores and enduring endless beatings. The pain of injustice in the world, Zhang Fuqing felt more than just his skin? It can be said to be profound. In 1948, the Northwest Field Army arrived, bringing Zhang Fuqing freedom and the belief that "communism would save China." With the money given to him by the People's Liberation Army for his return home, Zhang Fuqing decided: He would not go back and join the People's Liberation Army!

The 359th Brigade, its name is known in Nanniwan, there is no coward who dares to fight. Zhang Fuqing joined the 2nd Battalion and 6th Company of the 718th Regiment, and he was no less outstanding among them. If you have faith in your heart, you will not be afraid of death when fighting, and you will fight for the best when faced with difficulties. In Dahuti Mountain, the commando team had him, blowing up bunkers, grabbing machine guns, and being burned by incendiary bombs, without caring; in Zhandongma Village, the commando team had him again, occupying the bunker and fighting the enemy, fighting without his life; in Lingao , it was him who discovered the enemy during the search, seized the commanding heights, intercepted the enemy and suppressed him. He didn't join the army for a long time and made many military exploits. It was inevitable that he would be included in the commando team this time.

On November 27, the night was dark. Zhang Fuqing and two comrades, in a group of three, attacked Yongfeng at night!

The commandos, each carrying more than twenty grenades, two explosive packs, a submachine gun, and a full set of thirty or forty kilograms of equipment, climbed along the cracks in the bricks of the city wall. The city wall was more than four meters high, and Zhang Fuqing was heartbroken: If you don't succeed, you will sacrifice, and sacrifice is glorious! Be the first to climb over the wall. The enemy was alarmed and surged in, fighting in all directions. There was Zhang Fuqing, who met on a narrow road and was invincible. He held a submachine gun in his hand and was invincible in all directions. Seven or eight enemies fell to the ground. I just remembered that my head sank just now? One touch, one hand is bloody: the bullet grazed the top of the head, half of the scalp rolled up. He couldn't care less, the enemy was coming again.

Destroy the enemy and see the bunker again. Bullets are pouring down like rain, eyes are sharp and legs are quick; brave and agile, they are approaching. When it comes to blowing up bunkers, Zhang Fuqing is no novice: dig a pit and place the grenades and explosive packets; tear his clothes into strips, tie them to the grenade ring, hold the other hand tightly, and retreat to the blind spot of the explosion. "Boom, boom," a bunker was lifted; "boom, boom," another bunker was demolished. Countless bullets carried countless gunshots, and the firelight reflected countless enemies. I don't know if it was all night or just a quarter of an hour before the city wall was breached and the army entered the city.

The dawn of victory illuminated the morning of November 28. Commando Zhang Fuqing killed countless enemies and "took" life from death. In this battle, he single-handedly blew up two bunkers and captured two machine guns. He looked around, but he never saw the two comrades who were attacking together.

Yongfeng won a victory and suffered heavy sacrifices. The army changed three battalion commanders and eight company commanders overnight. But the results were significant and the impact far-reaching. In recognition of his military exploits, Wang Zhen, the commander of the column, personally awarded Zhang Fuqing a military medal. Peng Dehuai, commander of the Northwest Field Army, held Zhang Fuqing's hand and said: You performed outstandingly in the Yongfeng Battle and made a great contribution! The red merit report was signed by Peng Dehuai and sent directly to his hometown in Hanzhong.

However, there is no retreat after success on the battlefield, only assault, assault, and assault again!

Zhang Fuqing, who had made great achievements, still marched with the troops. Fighting in the middle of Shaanxi, fighting in Longdong, fighting in Tianshui, fighting in Xining... galloping thousands of miles to overcome difficulties. The war was raging, supplies were in short supply, and even shoes were self-sufficient by braiding straw sandals; in the Qilian Mountains, it snowed in September, and more than a hundred comrades slept in the wind and snow. At this time, preparations for the new Republic of China were in full swing, but Zhang Fuqing and his comrades were still advancing, advancing, advancing in the flames of war.

October 1, 1949 - "The Chinese people have stood up!"

New China was founded, and the war in the northwest was not extinguished. Zhang Fuqing and his troops advanced into the mysterious and desolate land of Xinjiang . Leaving Hami, passing Alar, and entering Kashgar, we braved the summer heat and winter cold, fighting spies and bandits, building army barracks, fighting and reclaiming wasteland.

Unexpectedly, the war smoke suddenly rose at the "38th Parallel", and the volunteers crossed the Yalu River to protect their homes and country and fought hard. Zhang Fuqing, who was far away in Xinjiang and had not lived a stable life for a few days, could no longer sit still. The North Korean frontline is in urgent need of additional experienced commanders and combatants. The organization asked Zhang Fuqing, and the answer was without any suspense.

Departing from Kashgar and gathering in Beijing, "the eight thousand miles are covered by clouds and moons." The wind and sand cover the eyes, and the day is exposed to the cold at night. The road conditions were poor, so most people had to walk; there was no water to drink, and the mouth and nose were dry and bleeding. Although they did not have to brave enemy artillery to advance this time, the artillery fire on the Korean Peninsula still hit Zhang Fuqing and his comrades in the heart. They had no intention of resting, and traveled under the stars and night to the battlefield...

As time goes by, the world changes.

Zhang Fuqing and his comrades, thousands of heroes, like a magnificent meteor shower, burst into the night sky of history...

Two

In the blink of an eye.

December 3, 2018. The beginning of winter has passed and the winter solstice has not yet arrived. It is a peaceful day.

The collection of veterans’ information is being carried out in Laifeng County, Enshi, Hubei Province. Nie Haibo, an information collector working at the County Human Resources and Social Security Bureau, received a local man in his fifties.

The local man’s name is Zhang Jianquan. He came here this time to submit materials on behalf of his old father. The old man is in his nineties and still in good health. Zhang Jianquan knew that his father was a retired soldier, but since he was born, his father had been working locally. Zhang Jianquan had never seen his father's military career and rarely heard about it. What I brought this time was only the most basic proof.

Nie Haibo told Zhang Jianquan: This time the information collection will record the veterans’ meritorious service in detail, and any relevant certificates must be brought along. Since the matter was serious, Zhang Jianquan said that he would go back and "report" to his father.

When Zhang Jianquan came back, he had a red cloth bag in his hand. The contents of this red cloth bag far exceeded Nie Haibo's expectations:

A medal - the "People's Meritorious Service Medal" awarded by the Northwest Military and Political Commission in 1950;

A letter The merit report - announcing that "for bravely killing the enemy in the battle of Yongfeng City, Shaanxi" won special merit, "it is indeed the light of your house and the glory of our army. I hereby report the great success and send you a congratulatory gift", signed "Northwest Field Army" Peng Dehuai, concurrently political commissar, Gan Siqi, director of the Political Department, and Zhang Desheng, deputy director";

A meritorious service registration form - "48.6, Huti Mountain, fifth division, first-class meritorious service, fighting (fighting) heroism of the division (male)" "48.7, Dongma Village, 14th Regiment, first-class merit in the regiment" "48.9, Lingao, fifth division, second-class merit in the division" "48.10, Yongfeng, Second Army, first-class merit in the army, combat hero ".

"...Served as the leader of the assault team and captured an enemy bunker..."

"...Lead the assault team of six people to clear the enemy's perimeter..."

"...suppressed the enemy's blockade firepower and completed the task of intercepting the enemy..."

"...handled two machine guns and repelled several enemy counterattacks..."

Nie Haibo was shocked. A fighting hero who seems to have jumped out of a revolutionary story, a battlefield legend who has returned from hundreds of battles full of meritorious deeds, is now in Laifeng, alive and peaceful, and has been unknown to anyone for decades.

Zhang Jianquan did not expect that the owner of these extraordinary achievements in the smoke of gunfire was his most familiar relative - his father Zhang Fuqing.

For a long time afterward, Zhang Jianquan would reflect on his feelings at that time while silently watching his father. Is it a shock? For Zhang Jianquan, who was born in a peaceful era, the four words "combat hero" are like words in a history textbook, and it is difficult to connect with the familiar and kind father in front of him. He could only add heroic colors to the picture one by one, layer by layer, like painting an oil painting, and taste the true meaning of the four words "nine escapes from death".

It’s not just Zhang Jianqian. Zhang Fuqing has two sons and two daughters, and almost everyone around him who knows him does not know this past that Zhang Fuqing has deliberately buried. Perhaps the only exception is his wife Sun Yulan: because of the scar on her husband’s head, because of the burn marks from the incendiary bombs under his armpits, and because of his teeth that were knocked out early by artillery fire... These scars unknown to outsiders are Zhang Fuqing’s. Another silent report of retribution.

A question lingers in everyone's mind: Why did Zhang Fuqing "hide" his military exploits for so long?

The local media in Hubei came to hear the news. The reporter arrived in Laifeng and asked for an interview, but Zhang Fuqing refused.

With no choice but to come up with the "last resort": let Zhang Jianquan "coax" the old man, saying that someone from the province came to understand the situation. Zhang Fuqing heard that "someone from the organization was coming" and agreed to "do business first," and several reporters finally got to meet the old hero.

When the report was published, Zhang Fuqing saw that he was "in the newspaper" and asked Zhang Jianquan angrily: Didn't you say he was from the province? Why did you see the newspaper again? Zhang Jianquan had no choice but to play dumb: Maybe they went back and told the media. Zhang Fuqing chuckled a few times and didn't say much. A few days later, the media came again to make an appointment for in-depth reporting. As soon as Zhang Jianquan opened his mouth, Zhang Fu knew what he knew early in the morning: Another person from the "organization" came? not see!

When he was at a loss, a media person gave Zhang Jianquan a "smart tip": tell the old man, if you tell your story today and let the media publicize it, you will do something new for the party and the people in peacetime. contribute.

Sometimes, telling the truth is the best strategy.

The "city gate" strictly guarded by veterans is gradually opening to the media. When it comes to interviews or filming, as long as reporters stand in front of him, he will make every request - Zhang Fuqing never hesitates to complete tasks for the party and the people.

At this time, more people can see the true face of the old hero: a kind old man with a fair and rosy complexion, a soft and serene outline; a neat navy blue jacket and a neat dark peaked cap, still It shows the meticulousness of a soldier. He spoke slowly but firmly, his words hitting the ground like steel nails.

It was also at this time that people finally understood Zhang Fuqing’s reason for concealing his military exploits:

“Many of my comrades who fought alongside me have died. Their contributions are greater than mine. Much larger.

Compared to them, what qualifications do I have to ‘display’ myself! ”

When Zhang Fuqing choked up and said these words, the people present were shocked. Countless viewers and netizens from far away were shocked. This is different from the surprise when people "surprised to see the merit report" It is strange, but such a pure and simple heart strikes the deepest part of people's hearts.

At the top of Yongfeng City, it is the pain in Zhang Fuqing's heart that he cannot see his comrades again. The fallen comrades are the pain in his heart. Every time he remembers them, he sheds tears. But the comrades are the role models in his heart - they sacrificed everything for the party, the people, and the country. , in Zhang Fuqing's heart, it is far from being measurable as first-class or special class. In front of such comrades, Zhang Fuqing will always regard himself as an unworthy "underachiever": only hard work, only dedication, and only continuing to move forward. This life will never change.

From Yongfeng to Laifeng, the distance of nearly a thousand kilometers spans decades and is connected by the legendary life of Zhang Fuqing.

The stars on the battlefield. Laifeng still shines silently.

三

After getting off the plane from Enshi Airport, we drove for more than 100 kilometers to the farthest point of the border between Hunan, Hubei and Chongqing. This place is Laifeng County, which has "three provinces in one step"

Going over Wuling Mountain is the famous Zhangjiajie Scenic Area; down the You River is the famous tourist resort of Xiangxi. . Laifeng is little known in the valley between the famous twin peaks. In April 2019, Zhang Fuqing just got rid of poverty, but it has a lot to do with this "little known". .

The history goes back to 1953. After more than a month, Zhang Fuqing finally arrived in Beijing, the gathering place, but on July 27, news of the easing of the war in Korea came. . Zhang Fuqing was sent to the Air Defense Force Cultural High School to study cultural courses in Tianjin, Nanchang, and Wuhan. Two years later, Zhang Fuqing graduated with honors in 1955 - it was time to change his career. To prosper, educated cadres transferred from the military are needed to support local areas and develop production. Zhang Fuqing, who has defeated countless enemies on the battlefield, this time, the motherland needs him to be a builder.

Going back to his hometown of Hanzhong, Shaanxi Province? It seems to be human nature to return to his hometown in glory.

However, Communist Zhang Fuqing and commando Zhang Fuqing have other choices.

" Enshi, Hubei Province is remote and difficult, the situation is complicated, and cadres are in great need. "

Obey the organization's arrangements! The commandos packed their bags again and charged into remoteness and hardship.

But this time, Zhang Fuqing did not go alone - he did not choose to return to his hometown. But he took someone away from his hometown: his wife Sun Yulan.

Sun Yulan was from the same village as Zhang Fuqing and was eleven years younger than Zhang Fuqing. I had expressed condolences to the military relatives, but had never met him. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Zhang Fuqing went home to visit his relatives, and only then did Sun Yulan meet the real person. The red thread was drawn like this.

Sun Yulan was invited to Wuhan by Zhang Fuqing. She didn’t think much about it and just thought of it as a fun trip. When she arrived in Wuhan, she was “frontally attacked” by Zhang Fuqing: I was going to work in Enshi, Hubei Province. It’s far away, very difficult, are you willing to go with me?

Is it romance? Is it responsibility? In that era, it seemed that marriage was a bit confusing. , the two received their marriage certificate in Wuhan and headed all the way to Enshi.

In 1955, the journey to the new China in the province was so long and difficult. The boat was rocking, the car was rocking, and I was walking on my feet again. I finally arrived in Enshi. Is it still early for Zhang Fuqing to arrive? The destination is Laifeng, the most remote and difficult county below Enshi.

Zhang Fuqing walked for seven days from Hankou to Laifeng.

The border between the three provinces. The road is far away, and the county has only three streets and nine lanes, with more than 5,000 people, and the production has been in decline for a long time. When Zhang Fuqing first came to Feng, what he saw was not as good as the name "You Feng Lai Yi", and Zhang Fuqing got his first job. "A big deal" - "Food is the first priority for the people", he became the director of Chengguan Cereals and Oils Institute.

At that time, the "First Five-Year Plan" was just launched to engage in industry and development, and the food supply was at a critical stage. Big deal. Under the "unified purchasing and marketing" policy, on the one hand, Laifeng's agriculture is underdeveloped and the food harvest is difficult. On the other hand, the demand for food is high and the rations are not enough. If one pound of food stamps is exchanged for five pounds of sweet potatoes, it is better to eat rough. Be strong when you are hungry.

It is difficult! But the commandos are here to overcome difficulties.

Zhang Fuqing focuses on both "production" and "distribution": on this side, he tries every means to build a rice processing factory. , increase the supply of milled rice; on the other side, the distribution is strictly controlled, and everyone is equal. When a certain agency sent people to buy rice, they asked for more milled rice. Zhang Fuqing choked back: The people don’t have enough to eat! A leader "reminded" Zhang Fuqing not to be too stubborn. Zhang Fuqing's words were very resounding: No one can do something special, otherwise it will violate the party's policy!

A soldier's obedience to discipline, and a party member's respect for the people. Loyalty, these two qualities, increasingly formed the foundation of his career as a public servant.

In 1959, Zhang Fuqing, who had done a good job in food work, received another critical task: to serve as the deputy district chief of Sanhu District.

This Sanhu District has some background. In Laifeng folk proverbs, they are called "Poor Three Hus": the land is barren, bushes are overgrown, and the agricultural foundation is poor. Many people are so poor that they lack food and clothing. Coupled with successive years of drought and poor harvests, many people were so hungry that they became swollen.

Difficult! Difficulty again!

Zhang Fuqing was determined to go to the mountains and live in the village to take care of production himself. Say goodbye to his wife and children, and live in the most difficult farmer's home, eating, living and working together for several months.

The people in Sanhu didn’t take it seriously: You, a district cadre, are just going through the motions, can you really help? In addition, Zhang Fuqing spoke Shaanxi dialect, so ordinary people couldn't understand him very well and only took part of a sentence in his mouth. Zhang Fuqing was neither anxious nor defensive: If he couldn't understand the accent, he would speak more slowly; if he couldn't be trusted with the work, he would work harder. Digging canals to loosen the soil and carrying dung to plant seeds are more laborious than doing their own work. To eat, he eats whatever the masses eat, and the food stamps are more than what he eats; to live, he lives wherever the masses live, in stilted buildings, with livestock running around below, people sleeping above, and fleas crawling on people's bodies. "Deputy District Chief Zhang" slept without a word and got up at dawn to continue working.

The human heart is made of flesh. The people of Sanhu saw this, and their hearts were opened. They followed Zhang Fuqing to focus on agriculture, promote production, and overcome the difficulties.

In the most difficult period, the county reduced the number of agency personnel in order to reduce the burden. His wife, Sun Yulan, worked at the Sanhu Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and Zhang Fuqing mobilized her to "lay off" her job. Sun Yulan was furious: I didn't make any mistakes, so why? Zhang Fuqing patiently persuaded me: If you don’t get laid off, how can I do other people’s work?

No matter! It was not that Sun Yulan was unfamiliar with her husband's temperament, so she could only obey him. Sun Yulan could only collect firewood, feed pigs, work as a nanny and sew to supplement the family income.

If "Zhang Fuqing in Sanhu" is a battle, this military medal must be half of Sun Yulan's.

Four

The commando assault continues. In 1975, Zhang Fuqing served as deputy director of Maodong Commune (now Baifusi Town and Manshui Township).

In addition to "Poor Sanhu", there is also a folk proverb of "Fu Mao Cave": there are tea trees in the mountains, tung oil is produced in the forest, and there is a shipyard by the river, which can be called Laifeng Treasury. But this time, Zhang Fuqing took the "fat job" and chose the least profitable method: he chose the Gaodong Management Area (now Gaodong Village), which has the highest altitude, the most remote location, the poorest and most difficult situation, to live in the film, and plunged headlong into it. Enter the mountains.

"We can't just be commanders, we must also be combatants." What to fight with? Fight against poverty and the difficulties faced by the masses! The commandos attack again.

This year, "combatant" Zhang Fuqing is fifty-one years old.

Gaodong, as the name suggests, is high. Laifeng County is more than 400 meters above sea level, and Gaodong is more than 1,200 meters above sea level. It is located deep on the cliffs and among the peaks. No water, no electricity, no access. In and out, only rely on two feet; material circulation, only rely on shoulders and back. The grain supply is turned in every year, and the entire production team is mobilized to work hard for a week. Slightly larger objects cannot be carried on the shoulders, and one can only look at the mountains and sigh.

Difficulties once again lie ahead. The high cave that cannot be entered or exited is like the Yongfeng City that was blocked by bunkers. A passage must be blown up—then blow it up! Zhang Fuqing personally led the villagers to blast mountains and build roads.

Running to set up projects, raise funds, buy supplies, engage in exploration... The iron feet that can't walk on the battlefield, running up and down the mountain, tossing and turning. Every morning, the loudspeaker in Gaodong urges the villagers to start work on time, and Zhang Fuqing appears on the construction site on time. The conditions were simple, supplies were scarce, and detonators and explosives used to blow up the mountain were all in short supply. Moving gravel and leveling the road are all done manually. Zhang Fuqing's face was covered with dust, and he and the villagers were sweating all over the place.

As the winter comes and summer comes, and the farming is busy, a road hanging on the cliff finally slowly extends to the high cave. Although the dirt and gravel road is crude, it is enough for Gaodong villagers to put their feet on the road and use wheels. The children opened their eyes wide, witnessing a tractor driving into a high hole for the first time, and "enjoying" riding a horse-drawn carriage to school in the town for the first time. It is when the spring tide is about to rise that the children step out and new hope comes in.

Times change. The road opened by Zhang Fuqing has now been built into a hardened road winding through the mountain. In Gaodong Village, the villagers who participated in road construction can hardly recall Zhang Fuqing's words in Gaodong. But outside the village committee, the "Village Bus" painted in white and green is shining brightly in the sun.

In the early 1980s, the wind of reform was sweeping across the country. Zhang Fuqing, who was always on the front lines of the times, was no exception this time: he was transferred to the position of deputy president of the County Construction Bank.

On this side, reform and opening up, economic development, and money are used everywhere. Over there, the County Construction Bank was founded. If you count on your fingers, there are five people on top and bottom of the company. The office is "borrowed". At first glance, it looks like a grassroots team. The conditions are difficult, the task is arduous, and the plot is familiar. This is probably the fate of the commandos.

At that time, it was the time when China Construction Bank was undergoing the reform of “appropriations to loans”. Everyone is not sure whether they can get back what they borrowed. Zhang Fuqing looked at Tianba Coal Mine, a small state-owned coal mine that was a major quasi-lender, and went to the mine every now and then to pay attention to production and operations. At the end of the year, he simply came up with his magic weapon for rural work in those days: sharing food and living together. Pack a backpack, go to the factory, and live and eat with the workers. The situation on the front line is well known in mind and in the accounts.

The loan was successfully recovered. It was easy to borrow and repay, and it was not difficult to borrow again. The loan business was revitalized little by little.

Among them, Zhang Fuqing has never had any problems in the business he handled.

In 1985, Zhang Fuqing retired from the County Construction Bank. Thirty years of public servant service to the people came to an end.

From the "First Five-Year Plan" to the difficult times, from the wave of reform to the opening up and invigoration, Zhang Fuqing was at the forefront of every step of New China's progress. Behind him are the Sanhu who have developed production, the high hole that finally leads to the road, and the County Construction Bank that has started steadily. What is left behind is the sweat, the hard work, the days and nights of eating, living and working with the masses, and the breeze on our sleeves.

The only thing left behind is his name as a fighting hero.

From the Grain and Oil Institute to Sanhu District, from Gaodong Village to the County Construction Bank, when it comes to the good cadre Zhang Fuqing, many people can say a few words, but no one knows what kind of smoke he has experienced. In the flames of war, beheading generals and seizing flags on the thin line between life and death...

Ten years. Twenty years. Thirty years. The hero walks silently among the people, like a fiery red heart blending into the boundless glow.

Five

Home, a warm home.

In Laifeng County, in an inconspicuous alley, there is a five-story old-fashioned staff dormitory. Behind a wooden door hanging with the "House of Glory" is the home where Zhang Fuqing finally returned after retirement.

The old-style layout, yellowed walls, faded walls, and mottled wooden furniture all tell the story of the years; but the spotless cleanliness, the orderliness of everyone in their proper place, and the enthusiasm for life. The most "modern" thing is a cabinet air conditioner in the living room. My children gave it to me and they couldn't bear to use it. So I covered it with a clean floral cloth and put a flower basket on it.

Zhang Fuqing’s family has sacrificed a lot for him: his wife, Sun Yulan, left the supply and marketing cooperative and worked on the farm as a handyman while raising his two sons and two daughters into adults. The hard work was hard to explain to outsiders; He fell ill in his early years, and the conditions for primary diagnosis and treatment were limited, leaving sequelae. So far, he can only live with his old couple. In the 1960s, in his hometown in Shaanxi, when Zhang Fuqing's old mother was dying, two telegrams failed to call her son back to see her. The last scene - My hometown has high mountains and long roads. It often takes more than ten days to go back and forth. It is also a difficult period and I cannot get away from work. Zhang Fuqing wrote sadly in his diary: Loyalty and filial piety cannot have both.

Zhang Fuqing gave very little "feedback" to his family: he had been a cadre for half his life, and his family had never "been blessed." Regarding his family, Zhang Fuqing has an account in his heart: "Doing a good job is the best reward for your loved ones." "In the party's cause, we must handle everyone's affairs well, so that our little family can live comfortably." ——Who can deny it? This "small family" that lives in Laifeng today is the result of countless Zhang Fuqing's hard work for "everyone". Among them, Zhang Fuqing himself naturally had a part.

Having said that, retired Zhang Fuqing still takes on a lot of housework. Buying groceries, cooking, cleaning, and doing my best to take care of the household. Zhang Fuqing also has his own temperament when doing housework, showing his true qualities as a soldier: the bed must be made in accordance with the "military standards", and the quilts are cut into tofu pieces with a ruler; the bedding and clothing for the changing seasons are neatly folded, tied with backpack straps, and "three horizontal pressures" "Two vertical"; objects should be placed in their proper places and returned to their places after use; specially stored personal items, such as red cloth bags containing merit reports, cannot be moved by sons or daughters without permission... Military life is an iron discipline. , penetrate the soul.

The hero takes off his armor, but the battlefield spirit in his heart never fades.

I wish the years would be quiet and good, but life will always have its blessings and misfortunes. In 2012, Zhang Fuqing suffered from an abscess in his left knee and tried many medicines, but nothing could be done. To avoid deterioration, the only option left was amputation.

This year, Zhang Fuqing was eighty-eight years old. Being nearly 90 years old and sitting in a wheelchair is not unacceptable -

But Zhang Fuqing is not. How can a body that has been exposed to a lifetime of assaults be able to withstand sitting in a wheelchair? "I still have one leg, I want to stand up!" Zhang Fuqing made a wish.

Picture what? Continue to serve the people? Afraid of causing trouble to your children? The so-called true nature cannot be explained by "teleology". Not for anything, just because that's who he is.

Commando Zhang Fuqing, 88 years old, launches an assault on destiny!

Holding on to the bed and the wall, Zhang Fuqing used his only leg to learn to walk again. The heavy prosthetic legs and walker became Zhang Fuqing's "personal belongings". The walker is shaped like a four-legged iron stool. Zhang Fuqing's hand holding the steel gun tightly grasped the handle of the "stool surface" and supported his body with the help of the four "stool legs".

In the dictionary of the strong, there is only the word "move forward".

Relatives just like this day by day, witnessing Zhang Fuqing sweating profusely while walking increasingly agile. You no longer need help from others when walking at home; you can also walk over doorsteps by yourself.

Zhang Fuqing returned to his daily life again. Only when going up and down stairs, he needed the help of his relatives to hold the walker. Zhang Fuqing grabbed the handrail of the stairs and used the power of his arms to pull his body, walking step by step. Just like a soldier climbing on an iron chain bridge, he advances firmly.

Six

Zhang Fuqing, who is ninety-five years old this year, has a new task: to tell the media the story that he has buried for more than sixty years.

As a commando, every mission is glorious and every mission is arduous. Zhang Fuqing is happy that he can contribute to the party and the people in his young age, and he is still ready to do so.

After receiving the interview "task", Zhang Fuqing would get up early that day, wash up, eat, and tidy up his appearance.

Many media came and went, and questions were often repeated. Zhang Fuqing was not impatient and answered them properly.

At the end of each interview, Zhang Fuqing would say loudly to the reporters: "Thank you, comrades, for your concern for me politically. You have worked hard!"

Zhang Fuqing could no longer hear those wishes of "Goodbye, grandpa, take care of yourself". But he knew that the organization had not forgotten him and he had completed the tasks assigned by the organization.

He has made great achievements. He used to hide his merits. Now, he's showing off his exploits. Zhang Fuqing has completed various tasks, but the commando's posture has never changed: always moving forward, moving forward! The front is where the motherland and the people need him most.

The original intention is like a torch, which shines through the whole life.

Despite all the difficulties and dangers, once this is over, I will never regret it!

Assault! assault! assault!