Chen Fusheng, a hundred-year-old Red Army veteran, talks about fate: I have had countless disasters in my life, and I have had many adventures, but I have not died

People are often like this: when they are stable and stable, they like to talk about their own fate, but when the "god of fate" really "manifests", such as when disaster is approaching or happiness comes, no one cares about what fate to think about, and will never decide their actions according to its arrangement. I have had many disasters and adventures in my life, and I have been in three major car accidents alone, and I have not died. But when I carefully recalled the specific circumstances of each adventure, I was quite unimpressed by these "prophecies". If I had been content with the arrangement of fate every time, and only thought that I would "not die" without struggling desperately, and if I had not mobilized all my strength to deal with sudden events, I am afraid that I would have died a long time ago.

In the summer of 1946, when I was the director of the General Affairs Division, I once went to Zhangjiakou to buy cloth to make military uniforms. On the way back to Chengde, the car suddenly failed and could not brake. At that time, he was walking on a dangerous mountain, and the car rushed straight down, but fortunately, the driver was in danger and tried to make the car crash between the two trees under the mountain, so that the car was stuck in the middle of the tree, so that it did not fall down the mountain. But the car broke down and couldn't go any further. The two guards and I had to go to the villager's house to spend the night, leaving the driver in the cab to rest. However, at the villager's house, I and the two guards couldn't sleep, and we always felt that something was biting.

So the three of us returned to the car in the middle of the night at the third watch, piled up the cloth we bought to block the wind and sleep. Not long after I fell asleep, I heard a dog barking loudly in the east. I got up and looked at it for a while, and saw seven or eight bandits with guns coming towards our truck. The moon was bright that night, and I could see it clearly. I quickly called the guards to prepare for battle. At that time, I thought that if there were many enemies, but there were few of us, and we were not familiar with the surrounding situation, we would not have much advantage in a real fight, so it was better to scare them away and not fight hard. So, without waiting for the enemy to get near, I ordered one of the guards to sweep a shuttle with an American-style carbine, and then let another guard shoot a few shuttles with a fast and slow machine, and I fired a little with a normal shell gun, and then with my little pistol. The bullets didn't hit much, but it made it clear to the bandits that we used four guns. This one was quite smart, and the bandits saw that our weapons were so powerful, they couldn't figure out how many of us we, and they ran away without even firing a gun. The next day, I learned that this area is a den of bandits, and if we have been living in the villager's house, it will be troublesome, at least the cloth will be robbed, the car will be finished, and our life safety will naturally be in question.

The second car accident I encountered was in the fall of 1948.

At that time, Huailai County had just been defeated and the enemy's 16th Army was eliminated. We captured more than 80 American-made vehicles of the enemy. At that time, due to the urgency of the task and the need to continue the attack on Xinbao, he did not have time to train the enemy drivers, so he sent more than a dozen vehicles into the mountains to Baicao Village to pull ammunition. Baicao Village is the location of our rear office, and our families also live there. After loading the ammunition in Baicao Village, it was all covered with canvas before the driver was allowed to go out to drive. So the driver doesn't know what's on the car. On the way back to the front line, I passed by a bridge, which was only two or three meters high from the water, and the water was not deep, but the bridge was dozens of meters long.

At the moment of falling, my first thought was that the ammunition could explode, but it could not be saved. So, after falling into the river, I shook my head and stretched out my arms, and I felt that there was no injury, so I got up and ran, and I didn't even bother to pick up the pistol that had fallen. I hadn't gotten far before the ammunition exploded. I only heard a deafening sound continuously, and I also felt shrapnel flying behind me. But I still ran forward desperately. When I ran far away and reached safety, I saw that my yellow tweed was full of shrapnel and bullet holes, but I had no injuries on my body. After the news of the car explosion reached Baicao Village, the comrades all said that I was dead, and my lover Shen Guiming cried to death. No one expected that two days later, I would stand in front of my lover intact again, and this time it really stunned everyone.

In fact, these two car accidents happened in a very short period of time, and I didn't care about being scared at the time, but it just made people break out in a cold sweat afterwards. What really scared me was the retreat from Chengde to eastern Hebei in 1946.

In 1946, the Kuomintang reactionaries brazenly tore up the "Double Tenth Agreement" and launched a large-scale attack on the liberated areas, threatening to destroy the Communist Party within three months.

At that time, the enemy's strength was indeed much stronger than ours, so we had to be forced to withdraw from Zhangjiakou and Chengde. The families of some of the heads of our Rehe Military District, there is only one combat unit of the guard platoon. Unexpectedly, as soon as we arrived in the eastern Hebei region, we were separated in one night. A deputy director of the Political Department left with a platoon of guards and a group of cadres, leaving me with only more than 80 family members and their guards. (At that time, all those who had family members were cadres at or above the regimental and department levels, and because the conditions for approving marriage at that time were relatively strict, they were called the "287th Regiment", that is, only 28 years old, 7 years of party experience, and regiment-level cadres were allowed to get married, and all of them were indispensable.) Therefore, when the cadres were transferred, they let their guards move with their families. )

We had to go around in the uninhabited mountains, and I didn't have a map with me, so I was very blind. After a few days, a mountain pass suddenly turned out, and below the mountain is Qinglongqiao Town, Qinglong County, Eastern Hebei Province, and we are in a village in the mountain behind Qinglong Bridge. It was 5 miles away from the enemy, and when I looked down from the mountain, I saw a lot of Kuomintang troops, and when I inquired about the villagers, I learned that there were two regiments of the enemy living in the town. This really frightened me, and I didn't expect to turn around and turn under the enemy's gun. Now it's impossible to walk, and it's even more dangerous to live.

gone, the enemy soon found out, and our group of wives and children scattered and ran away, and they couldn't escape.

If you don't leave, you may make your family even worse. No matter what the situation arises, I will not be able to explain it to the party, to the chiefs and my comrades-in-arms.

I really realized what it was like for Wu Zixu to pass Shaoguan.

After much careful consideration, I decided to seek safety in the face of danger and sang a plan for the empty city. I gathered all the people in the courtyard of a landlord in the village, asked everyone to take off their saddles and put down their backpacks, and they all went into the house to rest. Then I called a few clever guards into the house, looked at them, and deliberately said in a voice that could be heard by the two sons of the landlord's family, "You should go to the mountains at once and inform the four regimental commanders that they should come to me for a meeting." Let's just say that there were only two regiments of enemy troops in the town, and there were no more of their troops around. All regiments were ordered not to light fires, smoke, or expose any targets tonight. Waiting for my order, we must completely annihilate the enemy of these two regiments.

After saying that, the guards walked away with understanding. After the guards had left, I invited the two sons of the landlord's family and said: "I would like to ask you for help, you are familiar with the people here, please help me see if these Kuomintang troops have artillery and where they are installed? How many are there? When you see it clearly, come back and report to me immediately, and no later than 1 o'clock in the middle of the night." "

After saying that, I brought them 4 pieces of white ocean. Let them go down the mountain at once, and let a guard watch them go down.

At this time, I hurriedly asked everyone to prepare the saddle, load the things, and stand by to set off, and at the same time, sent two more people down the mountain to reconnoiter the situation. In less than two hours, our scouts returned, saying that the enemy was assembling, harnessing the wagons and horses, and setting off north.

Hearing this, I let out a long breath and said happily, "Make a fire to cook and sleep in peace!"

The enemy was frightened away in this way, and all of them withdrew to Zunhua County. When we arrived at the town and saw our county squadron, they wondered why the enemy had all withdrawn all of a sudden? After I had told them what had just happened, I woke up like a dream, and said, "It's too dangerous!"

We stayed there in peace for five or six days, found out the situation of the enemy around us, and each of us brought another seven or eight days' rations before we continued our departure and arrived safely at our designated position.

[Chen Fusheng (1911-2013), formerly known as Chen Husheng, was born in June 1911 in a poor peasant family in Taihe County, Jiangxi Province. In October 1927 in Ganzhou, Jiangxi Province, he participated in the trade union movement under the leadership of the Communist Party. In 1929, he served as the captain of the Young Pioneers and the leader of the guerrillas in Luohan Township, Taihe County. In May 1930, the guerrillas were formally incorporated into the Third Army Corps of the Red Army, and Chen Fusheng successively served as the commander of the Second Company of the Independent Battalion of the Third Army of the Red Army, the platoon commander and the company commander of the Special Service Battalion of the General Headquarters. He joined the Communist Party of China in May 1931, served as the chief of the reconnaissance section of the Security Bureau of the Red Third Army in December 1932, and was transferred to the Red Third Army as a special commissioner of the Fifth Division in April 1934. After the Long March arrived in northern Shaanxi, he successively served as the chief of the Investigation Section of the Red Army Security Bureau and the Red Army Work Section of the Northwest Security Bureau, and studied in the first team of the first phase of Kang Da in January 1937. In August of the same year, he was appointed as the head of the Investigation Department and the head of the Enforcement Section of the Yan'an Security Department. In September 1945, he was transferred to work in the Rehe Military Region and served as the chief of the Investigation Section of the Political Department of the Rehe Military Region. Since November 1946, he has successively served as the director of the General Affairs Division of the Political Department of the Rehe Military Region and the deputy political commissar of the Supply Department of the Jirecha Military Region. In July 1981, Comrade Chen Fusheng served as an adviser to the Labor Reform Work Administration of the Ministry of Public Security, left his post in December 1982 to recuperate, and was awarded the "People's First-Class Golden Shield Medal of Honor" by the Political Department of the Ministry of Public Security in June 1991. 】