#头条创作挑战赛#
Poetry and Tibet Yadong Frontier Defense
Yang Lichi
(Part I)
A lifetime of memory, half a lifetime of sacrifice, half a lifetime of review.
If my military career is like a poem, then the heroism and hardships of Tibet's border defense in Yadong are a string of tidbits of this poem.
In 1969, the southwestern border of the motherland was not too peaceful, and the rebels who had defected abroad often came to the border or sneaked over to cause some trouble.
The "Asian Finger" instructed all units to step up combat readiness patrols and duty around New Year's Day and the Spring Festival.
The engineer battalion of the 53rd Division arranged for each company to take turns to send a squad to patrol the mountains every night. At that time, the ditch where the troops lived crossed the hill to Sikkim, which was occupied by India.
At night on the mountain, you can see the flashlight flashing every few days, sometimes a few times, sometimes a dozen times. Through half-month observation, basically once every three days, the flashing is regular. Comprehensive analysis, this may be the enemy's joint code.
After a dozen observations, the troops lay in ambush in the mountains on the right, and the soldiers quickly rushed out after the joint. The Indian side did not see it well, and retreated while returning the gun, and our engineer battalion was in hot pursuit. The cunning enemy took advantage of the familiar terrain and hurried into the jungle. Caught by my engineer battalion/unit.
The enemy was connected by two people, people from the nearby mountains, who were observing the situation of our troops and attempting to make several surprise attacks on holidays and holidays, so as to create chaos on the border and make our side uneasy.
The people who joined the joints observed for a month or two, and found that our troops patrolled every night, and it was difficult to start, so they did not dare to act rashly.
The camp put people in contact, let the local government come forward to do the work, and repeatedly taught these people not to be enemies of the people. The local government has actively maintained contact with the troops, and our troops have basically been able to grasp the enemy's special movements.
Heavy snow covers the mountains, and the Spring Festival is approaching, and the supplies supplied by "Yazhi" are very rich. There were dozens of kinds of tobacco and alcohol, all kinds of canned food, meat, vegetables, and fruits, and each of the three companies of the engineer battalion killed pigs.
But combat readiness patrols are more intense, and Chinese New Year's Eve is not peaceful.
In the afternoon, he received an urgent notice from the "Yazhi" that the enemy was going to take advantage of the Chinese New Year to carry out a major sneak attack and sabotage. The third company I was in was ambushed in the right mountain bush less than a kilometer from the pass.
From 11 p.m. to 3 p.m., the snow was nearly half a meter thick, and the cotton coats, fur shoes, cotton hats, and wool gloves they wore were so cold that the soldiers shivered all over. It is estimated that the temperature is dozens of degrees below zero, and he is not allowed to get up and move, so he can only kick his legs.
Just after 3 o'clock in the night, gunshots rang out on the side of the mountain pass, and then there was a fierce fight, probably because our battalion was connected to the fire. After a while, the soldiers heard a rustling sound in the distance, and Company Commander Feng saw someone slowly touching him dozens of meters away.
Because our troops are in the dark, and the reflection of the snow can see people clearly, Company Commander Feng has sharp eyes and quick hands, and what hit the head is a shuttle bullet, and the person falls down in response. The people behind hurriedly lay down and shot, but they didn't have a good head, and the two sides shot at each other for a while. They were no match at all, and the rest of the men quickly got up and drilled into the woods. Company Commander Feng chased the whole company for a while, and because it was late at night, he withdrew his troops.
The next day, I went up the mountain to count and killed 4 enemy agents, and the wounded enemy ran away and could not be counted. Our side did not have any losses, only a bullet from the right shoulder of the soldier Zhao Sixi of the first company passed through, and he came back and bandaged it and it was fine.
This time, the provocative and sabotage activities of the enemy elements were completely thwarted and the security of the border was safeguarded.
Back at the station, the fighters each made half a basin of snow and busily wiped their hands and feet for a long time. Hongtongtong's face was full of smiles, as if he had forgotten all about lying on the ice and snow just now, and shivering all over his body. The officers and men sat around the fire, eating dumplings and discussing the harvest of the battle.
Speaking of such hardships and dangers, it is commonplace for this group of engineers and soldiers who climb the cliff all year round to repair the road for war preparation.
Talking and laughing and singing, the day dawned, and the warriors stretched out their tents and stretched out their arms to welcome the first day of the new year.
It was the dedication of these young soldiers that won thousands of families in the motherland to spend the last day of the year.
Half a century has passed, and these young warriors are in their prime. When I recalled this extraordinary Chinese New Year's Eve with them, I had mixed feelings and thoughts.
After the Spring Festival in 1970, the battalion decided to start moving on February 16, that is, Monday, to move to 25 kilometers of the previously built war readiness road, and continue the construction to move forward.
Here is a large flat dam, several kilometers square, and there are several villages on top of the dam. I moved twice, and I have a lot of experience, and the arrangement is relatively simple. At the 25-kilometer mark, the battalion made a long-term plan to set up camp, organized troops to cut down wood and dismantle boards, and built wooden barracks.
There was no central pillar, the room was much more spacious, the wooden planks were pasted with old newspapers, and a square canvas tent was set up on it, which could not only protect from rain and snow, but also shelter from wind and cold.
Compared with the single-storey tent where I stayed in the original accommodation, I felt the great enjoyment of the difference between one in heaven and one on earth. Looking from the mountain, the green squares are neatly arranged and orderly, like pieces of carpet embedded in the flat dam, and it is impossible to see that this is the military camp station.
Before moving, the leaders of the companies in the engineer battalion were organized and surveyed in advance. The road to be built on the left is difficult to walk due to the complex terrain. The original wooden bridge was dismantled and a new wooden bridge was erected at a distance of 20 kilometers.
After the engineer battalion was moved from 13 km to 25 km, the road repair command was also moved to 20 km.
Zhao Yunfeng is still working as a technician for road construction, he is smart and studious, and he has learned a lot from the comrades of the surveying and mapping team. This laid a solid foundation for him to serve as chief of staff of a certain regiment of the engineering corps in the future.
Zhao Yunfeng graduated from Yaoshan Middle School in Pucheng County, Shaanxi Province, the sixth and sixth grades, mathematics is particularly good, the brain is flexible, hobby to play table tennis, has represented Shaanxi Province to participate in the national junior table tennis competition, and won the ranking.
With the knowledge he has learned, he bought and read a lot of relevant road construction materials, followed the old comrades, drilled into the forest, climbed the cliff, and flowed the river, from Yadong County to the 5,300-meter border post, and measured the past step by step. Some sections of the road have been run dozens of times, and the legs and feet are often scratched one after another blood ditches on the left side of the arm.
He lived in a Tibetan house with the exploration team, learned about the local geographical environment, topographical overview, climate change, customs, and even the growth and distribution of Chinese herbal medicines such as angelica, fritillary, notoginseng, and gastrodia in the mountains, and was praised as a living dictionary by the soldiers.
The engineer battalion has just moved to a new location, and Tian Kangyong, instructor of the third company, and Gao Shangbang, deputy company commander, have been transferred to another job, Sun Xiangchen has been transferred to the third company as instructor, and Su Jianghai has been transferred to the third company to be appointed deputy company commander, thus enriching the company's leading body.
When the veterans were demobilized, the two-year service period was the latest set by the Military Commission. Two years have passed in a flash. More than 30 comrades-in-arms from Pucheng were demobilized at once. Some are physical problems, like Tao Baoyu and Zhao Yueyi. Some were influenced by the Nimu rebellion, such as Zhao Jinren and Ren Kaiyi. Some don't know what the reason is, like Zhang Anbang and Zhang Jincang. Most of the soldiers moved into tents from the first day they entered Tibet, and when their two-year service expired, they still walked out of their tents. I haven't seen a house, I haven't seen a house, let alone a house, from ravine to ravine.
On a small hillside in Qushui, I lived in a single tent, and when I went to Yadong, I lived in a single tent, and it was a ravine and ravine, and I couldn't see the sun for many years. All day long, they either shoot hammers or fire artillery, sweating in summer and ice in winter, this is the true portrayal of Tibetan sappers and soldiers. But they have no regrets, nostalgic for the troops, nostalgic for this short experience, when they walked out of Yadong, many people happily shouted, "I see the sky, I see the sun, I see the house."
It is precisely because of these people's responsibilities that Tibet is getting richer day by day.
The soldiers who were demobilized in 1970 were all arranged to work, and the places were all in Xi'an, including a certain research institute of posts and telecommunications, and an aircraft factory.
Arriving at the new camp, Junhong received a letter from Orchid to Yishui, reporting that the mother and child were safe and that he had received the money sent. Jun Hong thought about it for a few days and decided to send a letter back to Orchid, talking about the news of Yishui's sacrifice.
This is really a bolt from the blue, disaster fell from the sky, and the blow to the orchid was too great.
A few months later, Orchid replied to Jun Hong, not to mention the sadness of words, the belief in raising a child of Yishui was so strong, which made Jun Hong very emotional. Since then, Jun Hong has taken the two of them to heart, and often sends some money, and unconsciously takes on the responsibility of taking care of the mother and son.
This year, in order to speed up the construction progress, three road repair armies lined up on both sides from 25 kilometers.
The first route was a migrant worker brigade composed of more than 1,500 people from the six counties of Gyantse, Bailang, Kangma, Zhongba, Angren, and Sakya, and platoon commander Han Hongliang of the third company served as the team leader, joining the ranks of border defense and road construction. The main leaders of the counties are responsible for leading the team as the captain, and the village leaders are the team leaders and team leaders, and the road is repaired from 25 kilometers upwards, and there are many villages in this section, which is relatively stable.
The 1st Battalion of the 158th Regiment of the Second Road was repaired from 13 kilometers to 25 kilometers.
The third road engineer battalion was repaired from 25 km to 13 km.
The engineer battalion, enclosed in the depths of the mountains, relied on a pair of calloused hands, a ten-pound hammer, fiddled with iron picks and crowbars, and waved shovels, and no one pulled down the team.
The engineer battalion is responsible for the most difficult sections of the cliffs from 25 to 13 kilometers. It was originally scheduled to be repaired before the "July 1st" to present a gift to the party's birthday. As a result, at the beginning of June, all 12 kilometers of road were completed.
The division commander came to inspect and gave the engineer battalion a high evaluation, pointing out that this was an iron-clad unit that had created a miracle of opening mountains and building roads.
Yuan Xunqing, political commissar of the engineer battalion, was transferred back to the mainland, and Xu Yong, an engineer staff officer of the newly transferred headquarters, was newly appointed political commissar of the engineer battalion. Political Commissar Xu is not tall, thin and capable, and looks very clever, and with the capable Battalion Commander Cui, I am afraid that they are the best pair.
In their spare time, the troops made their own basketball racks, table tennis cases, horizontal bars, and other physical training equipment, and held basketball, table tennis, and other competitions from time to time.
A singing competition is held once a month, and some small programs are arranged in each company on holidays, including dance, singing, allegro, recitation, and Shaanxi Qin dialect and Meihu opera.
On Sunday, Jun Hong's chess battle with me was still so intense, and the richness of cultural and sports life added a lot of joy to this small ravine.
After the birthday of the July 1st Party, the original road repair headquarters was revoked, and the 158th Regiment was no longer building roads, and other arrangements were made.
The headquarters was handed over to the engineer battalion, with the newly promoted deputy battalion commander Sai Kemin as the commander, and Zhao Yunfeng remained at the headquarters. The Migrant Workers Brigade repaired the 25-kilometer upward section of the road, and the brigade headquarters was stationed in Anzha Village.
Less than two miles up from Onza is a leprosy village where some of our soldiers and migrant workers live.
According to the local Tibetan people, there used to be a fear of leprosy, which was not easy to detect at first, and when symptoms appeared, the elderly elders in the village would organize people to beat the sick unconscious and burn them alive. The prevalence in this village is as high as more than 40%.
The medical team of the No. 3 Field Hospital of the Yadong Army came here to investigate and explain to the masses the causes, routes of infection, symptoms and characteristics, and treatment effects, and gradually relieved the doubts of the masses.
Only then do everyone understand leprosy, which can be prevented, cured, and cured, and those leprosy who are trying to survive have hope.
After the troops were stationed, they organized personnel to clean up garbage, dredge canals, and clean lanes, and the masses followed to clean up their homes and surrounding environmental sanitation, so that the village took on a new look. Medical personnel went deep into the masses to educate everyone to wash their faces and hands frequently, wash kitchen utensils and vegetables, dry clothes and quilts, and develop personal hygiene habits bit by bit. Medicines were distributed to patients, and village health workers were trained so that they could learn how to administer injections and dispense medicines, master some basic health knowledge, and take serious patients to military hospitals for isolation and treatment.
Although the language barrier was incomprehensible, when the soldiers walked there, men, women and children were full of smiles and stretched out their thumbs, and the "Jinzhu Mami Dumb Ancient Capital" kept shouting, harmonizing the relationship between the military and the people, and deepening the relationship between the military and the people.
In August, the engineer battalion troops marched to an altitude of 4,500 to 4,800 meters to build this section of the slow-slope road.
The gray-yellow hillsides, green grass dams, and dotted with red, pink, yellow, and white grass flowers are full of life, and this is the best season of the year.
On the hillside, a herd of rock sheep watched these strange guests from afar, wild donkeys running from the side of the mountain, marmots standing in the distance, and weasels.
The green-white snowdrops are particularly dazzling, and there are cordyceps everywhere, and no one digs them, even if they dig them out from road construction, they are thrown aside.
No one knew how expensive it was and what it was worth back then. The cold is short of oxygen, and when you walk a little, you will be out of breath, and the mountains are like this. Climate change is unpredictable, and it is said that change will change immediately, one moment the sky is clear, the other time it will rain and snow, and the most annoying thing is the wind and rain.
(To be continued)
(The illustrations in this article are all from the Internet)
About the Author:
Yang Lichi: A native of Pucheng, Shaanxi, he enlisted in the army in March 1968 and served in the 53rd Division of the Tibetan Army, successively serving as a soldier, clerk, deputy platoon commander, logistics officer, instructor, battalion secretary and other positions. In 1984, he was transferred to the Weinan Administrative Office as a civil servant (county office). In his second year in the army, Yang Lichi experienced the severe test of life and death, blood and fire, and he was both a survivor of the Nimu rebellion and a participant in the suppression of the rebellion. In his old age, with his own growth and experience, he wrote a 400,000-word military novel of "The Return of Nimu".
Author: Yang Lichi