An anti-aircraft shell flake fell from the sky! Crossing the belly of the pregnant female soldier, it was fortunate that the fetus was not injured
Before the "August 1st" Founding Day in 1950, I was transferred from the army to the air force with my lover Beisha. At that time, Beisha was the chief of staff of the 180th Division of the 60th Army of the 18th Corps of the 18th Corps of the 1st Field Army of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, and I was the organization officer of the 18th Corps With The Battalion School. After being transferred to Beijing, Beisha went to the Third Aviation School of the Jinzhou Air Force in northeast China to learn flight fighters, and I stayed in Beijing and was assigned to the Cadre Section of the Organization Department of the Political Department of the Air Force as an officer.
In October of that year, our volunteer army crossed the Yalu River to support Korea in its fight against the US imperialist invaders. Before the Spring Festival in 1951, Beisha was transferred to the Sixth Division of the Shenyang Air Force as deputy division commander (the division commander did not arrive at his post), and the leader of the Organization Department took care of my inconvenience of a female comrade with a child, and transferred me to the Direct Engineering Department of the Political Department of the Sixth Air Division as an organization officer. In the winter of that year, Beisha led two flying regiments to dadonggou airport on the Yalu River in Dandong to participate in the battle. Most of the cadres of our organs remain in Shenyang.
After the reorganization in 1952, I was transferred to the Division's Field Aircraft Repair Factory as a deputy instructor. Originally, the repair plant was the establishment of the battalion, the director of the factory, Li Zhi, was the main battalion, and Deputy Assistant Liu was the deputy battalion, and he was transferred to the Flying Brigade as deputy political commissar, and I took over the work of Deputy Assistant Liu. If there is no thought in the mind, it is impossible. However, to work in an aircraft repair shop, to be able to go to the front, to be able to participate in combat, this is what I have been looking forward to for a long time.
I gladly accepted the job. In order to participate in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, I did not care about the rank treatment or make a fuss, and immediately after receiving the order, I moved to the repair shop and ate and lived and worked with comrades. In the second half of the year, the Sixth Air Division received orders to enter the war for the second time. Upon hearing this news, I was overjoyed that I was finally able to participate in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea.
However, I am already a mom of two children. To go to war, children must be properly arranged. Her daughter Xiaorong is not yet two years old, and her son Jiang Yuan is only eight months old. Maternal love is a common human feeling. In order to resist us and aid Korea, I had to overcome myself and send my two children to my old mother who was far away at the guest house of the Hubei Military Region in Wuhan. After the idea was clear, Comrade Yang Haiwang, a guard in Beisha, and The little aunt Yinzi sent the child away.
During the war in Dandong Langtou Town, when he saw the children of his hometown, he would also miss his little baby. In order to cooperate with the army's combat, the flying combat tasks of our air force are very heavy, and the tasks of the repair shop are also very heavy. The plane was shot and sent to the aircraft repair shop for repair. Comrades often work overtime to complete the task of emergency repairs and ensure the smooth progress of the battle.
Soon after arriving in Dandong, Director Li Zhi was transferred to Shenyang Eighth Aviation School to study. There are seventy or eighty people in our factory, most of whom are technicians (mechanics, mechanics); in addition to me, there is an administrator and a correspondent in the administrative work. The whole factory is a female comrade of mine, or a pregnant woman (the report of abortion, the party committee of the second air force did not approve). If no new factory director is transferred, I will also manage the work of the factory director. It was also an organizational test for me.
Although Beisha was the commander of the Sixth Air Division, I never complained to him about his work. Although our place of residence is within easy reach, we rarely see each other. Because there were very few female comrades who could participate in the war, in addition to the two or three unmarried girls in the communication team, there was only Liu Ying, the accountant of the headquarters (she was the lover of Wang Fu, the director of the pilot, and had just gotten married). I especially cherish the opportunity to participate in the war, and I pay more attention to the impact.
One of the biggest aspects of overcoming myself is to cure the "machine phobia" that I have been thinking about for many years. Since the Central Plains Breakthrough in July 1946, I have been nearly killed by enemy planes twice. For some time after that, I invisibly developed a kind of "conditioned reflex" to the plane psychologically. Now that you want to go to war and deal with enemy aircraft all day long, do you want to stay in the rear?
Or do you overcome your fears and move forward? I finally beat myself. I thought so: When I was 11 years old, I joined the Fifth Division of the New Fourth Army with my father, worked as a propagandist, participated in the War of Resistance Against Japan, the Breakthrough in the Central Plains, and the War of Liberation, and encountered various difficulties and obstacles. Now that I am a political work cadre, I want to do ideological and political work for my comrades. Since you were not even afraid of death in the past, are you still afraid of enemy planes?
We are stationed at Langtou Airport on the Yalu River, 15 kilometers south of Dandong City, near the Great Iron Bridge on the Yalu River in Sinuiju, North Korea. At that time, there were air battles between our planes and incoming enemy aircraft day and night, as well as ground anti-aircraft gun fire to protect the Yalu River Bridge.
The roar of the aircraft and the explosion of the anti-aircraft shells intertwined in the air. Deafening noises, over time I got used to it. Air raids began and went into bomb shelters, but later they didn't. Once I was standing by the plane watching the comrades mending the bullet holes in the plane, and a piece of anti-aircraft artillery shell fell from the sky and was sliding from my stomach to the wing, smashing the wing into a small hole. It's dangerous! Didn't hurt my fetus. After the baptism of war, I became stronger.
Sixty years have passed, and I am eighty-one years old. I recall how I defeated myself when I participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and how I wanted to be a female soldier in the Air Force and a female soldier in the Chinese Volunteer Army.