When did the first 12 regiment of China build the highway in Queer Mountain?

195 1 winter, the 12th regiment came to Queer Mountain to build roads. This is the most difficult period for them to build roads for some time.

When the twelfth regiment was repairing this section of the road in Queer Mountain, it was the season of heavy snow in Queer Mountain. The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is frozen thousands of miles in severe winter, and the snow in Wan Li is drifting. All kinds of difficulties are unbearable for ordinary people and very difficult to overcome.

Everyone has heard a local folk song: Queer Mountain, 5,300. The top of the mountain is above the clouds, so it is difficult for birds to reach the top. There is snow and ice all the year round.

Wei Jiangge, the squad leader of Class 8, Eight Company, known as the Iron Man, was unconvinced. He stamped his foot and said, no matter how high the mountain is, it is not as high as our treadmills. Let's go

Brother Wei Jiangge was the first to climb Queer Mountain with more than 30 kilograms of tools and food on his back.

The troops marched into Queer Mountain, and everyone was carrying tents, bedding and road-building tools, weighing no less than 40 kilograms.

The gale raging in Queer Mountain can almost take people away. Cadres and soldiers walked proudly hand in hand in the snow and struggled hard in the extreme cold.

At this time, we already know that the air in mountainous areas above 4300 meters above sea level is extremely thin and belongs to the forbidden area of life. Now they are building roads in Queer Mountain at an altitude of 5,300 meters. Due to lack of oxygen, everyone worked breathlessly with their mouths open.

It was particularly cold in Queer Mountain, and the soldiers were shivering despite wearing thick cotton-padded jackets and trousers.

When soldiers are working, they stick to the steel bars as soon as they touch them. If you are not careful, the meat on your hands will be torn off. My hands and feet were cracked with blood, and my cheeks were black and blue with cold.

Digging ice is more difficult than blasting stones. Soldiers hammer a white spot, drill a white spot, and fire a shot. They can only blow into a funnel hole and let them stamp their feet straight.

The rice that the soldiers put in the bowl froze when they ate it.

But the soldiers have their own countermeasures. They find branches or weeds to light and eat around the fire, so they don't have to eat freezing point any more.

Sleeping for soldiers is also a big problem. The tents they set up were either blown down by the wind or filled with snow, so the soldiers had to sleep in clothes and hats.

When the soldiers woke up in the morning, their eyebrows, beards and bedding pillows were covered with velvet frost and snow. When the ice beneath is melted by the body temperature, it makes a thin sound. However, the soldiers took pleasure in suffering, and made this sentence into a jingle: sleeping on cold rocks is like sleeping on a spring bed and waking up in the middle of the night to listen to music.

The soldiers' road construction environment is so bad, but the battlefield atmosphere is very warm. There are resounding slogans everywhere on the construction site: no matter how high the mountain is, no matter how cold it is, no matter how hot our blood is, tell the mountain to bow its head and the iceberg to make way, and Queer Mountain will camp and will certainly open the mountain.

The task is heavy, the time is tight, and the cadres and soldiers go into battle together. The scene is really moving.

Everyone was wearing ice coats and waving an 8-pound hammer. On the construction site, they can't tell who is an official and who is a soldier, the number of hammering competitions, the progress of puncture competitions, the number of ice blasting competitions and the quality of subgrade competitions.

It's so cold that everyone's head is steaming. Sweat dripped from the cotton-padded clothes, snowflakes came in from the outside of the cotton-padded clothes, and the biting cold wind frozen the clothes into ice. When you hit them with your hand, the clothes will make a bang.

When going to work every day, throwing ice clothes has become a compulsory course for officers and men.

Everyone held the frozen cotton-padded clothes high above their heads, slammed them on the stones a few times, then crushed the ice with their feet, lifted them up and shook them, and made do with it.

One hot and one cold caused a great contrast. Many people have a fever and catch a cold every three days.

In the words of Wu Lian warrior Yang Maowu, a first-class hero, a minor injury is not an injury, and a minor illness is not a disease. As long as we can move, we will resolutely carry out the revolution.

One day, it was getting dark, and Jia Wenju, the instructor of 3rd Battalion, visited the construction site. When he saw that everyone was still drilling and shooting nervously, there was no sign of calling it a day. He was really distressed and ordered everyone to call it a day.

Orders are orders, but this is different from the battlefield of gun to gun and knife to knife, so no soldier stops working.

Jia Wenjun was angry, grabbed Tian Deshan, the platoon leader of the eighth company and the third platoon, and shouted: Take the lead in withdrawing!

Tian Deshan was embarrassed. At this moment, he knew that the headband could not get up. Tian Deshan put down his hammer and just stood there, not knowing what to do at the moment.

Soldier Liu Zhong saw this scene and ran to pay tribute to Jia Wenju, pleading: Sir, it's not dark yet. We'll work for a while, and we'll definitely call it a day. Don't worry, chief, it's just for a while.

Jia Wenju saw that getting angry didn't work and went back to camp.

After about half an hour, Jia Wenju came to the construction site with the staff and officers in the camp. At first glance, Jia Wenju doesn't look like calling it a day. He ordered the staff officers and officers to drag people to the operation surface, and while dragging people, they got angry: Do you still want to die?

Everyone has to call it a day.

It's the same Liu Zhong, muttering while walking: I want my life, I want to cross Queer Mountain.

The construction site only turned a corner from the residence, but everyone felt that the road under their feet was very long. On the way to work, you reminded me that if I helped you and accidentally fell down, I fell asleep on the ground.

Once, while having dinner, Qilian found a soldier named Gao Zhongli missing, and neither left nor right came back. We searched separately and finally found Gao Xiao sleeping in the pit. Obviously, he fell asleep because he was so tired.

When the troops successfully completed their tasks and left here, I saw the heroic words of officers and men engraved everywhere on the trees, stones, ridges and slopes of Queer Mountain: heroes, fight against Queer Mountain, keep your head down, move forward, the People's Liberation Army strike while the iron is hot, and the road is built on Queer Mountain.

At the most tense time of emergency repair of Queershan Highway, * * * produced party member Zhang Fulin, who wrote an immortal epic with his own blood.

Zhang Fulin used to be a machine gun shooter. He could hit every shot within 500 meters. Participated in the battles of Taiyuan, Qinling and Chengdu 10 times.

After the troops accepted the mission to Tibet, Zhang Fulin was promoted to monitor of Bao Xiao.

This time, the small artillery of Zhang Fulin undertook the task of repairing Queershan Highway by blasting. Although they fought fiercely with Queer Mountain day and night, only one gun could blow up less than 2 cubic meters of stones. At this rate, when can we blow up a mountain?

At that time, the whole army was studying and improving the artillery launching technology, and Zhang Fulin was particularly active. He learns from engineers and comrades day and night.

Finally, Zhang Fulin finally figured out a way to improve the charging method and use the gap to shoot.

Zhang Fulin's first gun was loaded with 70 kilograms, and 570 cubic meters of stones were blown up. The second gun was loaded with 40 kilograms, and more than 470 cubic meters were blown up.

Zhang Fulin's artillery launching experience was quickly popularized in the army.

195 1 year1February 10 at noon, the troops have stopped working to prepare for dinner. Zhang Fulin and his small artillery squad are busy loading explosives. While checking whether each hole was deep enough, he continued to install detonators on the fuse.

But at this moment, a 2 cubic meter stone suddenly fell and fell heavily on Zhang Fulin, and Zhang Fulin immediately fainted.

When Zhang Fulin woke up, he didn't moan or shed tears. He said sadly to the instructor: instructor, I know in my heart that I can't live any longer! Now I have the money from the last party in my pocket. In addition, please tell the party organization that I can no longer serve the people!

When Zhang Fulin said the last two sentences, his voice was low and dumb, and his face was full of painful expressions.

Seeing that all the comrades around him were crying, Zhang Fulin cheered up and said, "Don't look at me, go to work." Accept my lesson in the future and pay attention to personnel safety. An hour later, Zhang Fulin died.

After Zhang Fulin's sacrifice, the Party Committee of the Division ratified him as a model * * * and recorded a merit citation. The Central Ministry of Communications awarded him the honorary title of road hero, and his class was named Zhang Fulin Class by his superiors.