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In 1938, I joined the 58th Army of the Kuomintang Yunnan Army, leaving my hometown of Yunnan and embarking on the anti-Japanese front. In the smoke of war, I have experienced countless trials of life and death, but one of these encounters is still vividly remembered.
At that time, our unit had been fighting the Japanese in the Hunan and Jiangxi theaters. Although the combat effectiveness of the Dian army is not strong, because we are in a war zone, there are still many opportunities to contact the enemy. During the Sino-Japanese War, I undertook underground work within the Kuomintang army, and although I usually did not engage the enemy head-on, the danger was still constant.
Once, we were on the march when we were suddenly bombed by enemy aircraft. The bomb fell nearby, the sound of the explosion was deafening, the soldiers next to me were wounded or killed, even the guards of the commander of the troops were not spared. I was lucky enough to avoid the attack, but it wasn't the only time we had a perilous experience.
One of the most dangerous encounters took place on the banks of the Gan River. It was a relatively large military operation, the large army had already set out early, and I remained in the rear with a small group of soldiers. Suddenly, we received an urgent order to leave immediately and rush to the designated place to meet the headquarters. The march was more than 200 miles from the target, and we had to arrive in a day and a night. The mountain road was rough, but we were all young people and didn't have much heavy luggage, so we decided to travel day and night, desperately rushing.
After a day and a night of trekking, we arrived at the designated location, but things changed unexpectedly. Headquarters has been evacuated ahead of schedule, and large forces have also left. We feel desperate and don't know what to do. Sun Du, our commander, told us that the situation had changed, the headquarters was also to be transferred, and we were asked to go back as soon as possible. Although my soldiers and I were exhausted, we had to embark on the return journey again or we might encounter the enemy.
We hurried back and after a long trek, we finally came to a village. We asked our fellow villagers for food and rest because we hadn't closed our eyes for three days and nights. But when we sat down, we found that our stomachs were hungry and our bodies were exhausted. Although I was also exhausted, I strongly disagreed with the break, knowing that the situation was urgent and there could be no delay. I urged everyone to move on, but they all refused.
Finally, we finally agreed to rest for a while, and the fellow made a meal for us. However, because we were so tired, almost no one ate and everyone fell asleep. I didn't feel particularly sleepy at the time, but I had to sit at the table and eat some food. I remember a stir-fried bracken dish that I thought was particularly delicious and ate with relish. Then I lay on the bed, just closed my eyes, and fell asleep in a daze.
However, soon after, I was awakened by a sudden scream, and everyone rushed out of the house in a panic. Japanese devils suddenly appeared on the mountain, the sound of machine-gun fire was deafening, and bullets fell densely on our side. We hurried towards the river, gunshots, cries, and shouts mingled, and everyone ran desperately.
Coming to the river, we found that the river was choppy, intimidatingly wide, the flood was raging, and there was not a single boat. Hordes of refugees were also on the run, and in the chaos, I realized that if there were no boats to sit on, we could be captured by the enemy. I told the soldiers that if we could not find the boat, we had to be prepared to jump into the river and must not be captured by the enemy.
We continued to run upstream, and finally, we found a small boat. There was a boatman on board, and he was rowing to the opposite shore. We called out to him eagerly, hoping that he would take us to the other side. The boatman looked back at us, without meaning to row back, as if unwilling to take risks. We were in a hurry and didn't know what to do.
At this point, I suddenly realized that I had a lot of money with me, because I was responsible for managing the funds at headquarters. I took out a large handful of bills from my pocket, held them high, and shouted to the boatman: "Fellow countryman! We are the national army, and we have urgent military affairs to cross the river. The money is given to you, as long as you help us! "At that time, these banknotes must have been a huge amount of money for the local people, especially in such a dangerous situation. Eventually, the boatman was moved by my words and rowed back. We quickly boarded the boat, and the boat rowed quickly to the opposite shore.
Upon arrival on the other side, we gratefully thanked the boatman and handed him the large handful of banknotes. Then, we continued on our way. Although they had been walking for three days and nights, everyone was so hungry that they sat on the ground and refused to move forward. Although I also felt tired, I seemed energetic compared to their state. I got angry with them and asked them to keep going, but everyone said they were hungry unbearably.
I suddenly understood that I was the only one who had eaten well enough for the previous meal. Everyone else neglected to eat and just slept. We later heard that there was also a condolence group from the rear to the front, and they also walked to the riverside under similar circumstances, and eventually fell into a state of exhaustion and weakness, and were attacked by the enemy. The same situation, different people have different endings.
This story was dictated by my father, who went through all kinds of dangers and trials when he worked underground in the Kuomintang army during the Sino-Japanese War. This story is also his memory, recording a thrilling experience he experienced with his comrades, as well as his wit and tenacity, leaving us with precious historical memories.
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