〇 Yang Huilin
★ I would like to use this document to those porters who had carried supplies for the Metuo troops
In the late 1980s and early 1990s, Tibet was unable to access roads, and people called it a "plateau island". The staple food, side food, steel, cement and other building materials needed by the Motuo troops are all transported by manpower. This article is written about the Period of Qi...
On The Doshonra Mountain, 4,200 meters above sea level, the fierce wind rolled the snow, tearing and whistling. Facing the wind and snow, the group moved hard towards the mountain pass...
On a rainy night, the porters carrying supplies hurriedly stuffed boxes and cans, bags of military food, and bundles of military uniforms into the caves, took off their raincoats and covered them, but they stood in the rain curtain, letting the rain beat.
——This is not a close-up of the movie, but a true portrayal of the "carrying army" from Sichuan, Qinghai, Shandong, Henan, Tibet and other provinces and regions carrying materials for the Metuo border defense troops.
At that time, the Ink Tuo was not yet accessible by road. There are still more than 90 kilometers from the Pai Village on the Brahmaputra River to the MetuobeiBang, during which there is only one sheep gut trail that can barely walk in summer. In some places, the two meet face to face, and they can't make a mistake. The large army of carrying goods here had to rely on its own two legs, one back, and one pair of shoulders, and painstakingly carried military supplies to the border guard outpost. Every time, you have to climb over snowy peaks all year round, wade through rushing rivers, and if you encounter a snowstorm, your life is in danger.
In July, the snow depth of The Dochola Mountains is still more than one meter deep. More than a thousand porters embarked on a journey into Meto. Stepping out of the pine forest mouth, I saw the snow peaks of Doxiongla Mountain lying horizontally, the cliffs were out, and the silver was wrapped in silver, a silver world. It was nearly noon, and the wind and snow were blowing. The porters were wearing raincoats, and their chest and trouser legs were already soaking wet. The wind and snow shook people, although the weight climbed the mountain, it still hit the cold gag.
The mountains, getting steeper; the roads, getting more and more dangerous. The porters had just arrived at the mountainside, the climate suddenly changed, the sky was dark, the wind rolled the snowflakes, and people could not open their eyes, and the temperature quickly dropped to minus one or twenty degrees. In order to protect the military supplies from loss, the porters braved the wind and snow and marched step by step towards the mountain pass. The closer you get to the mountain pass, the harder it is to breathe; most of the porters are blue-faced and purple-lipped, their heads are swollen and their chests are tight, and their hearts are "suddenly" beating. They resolutely took out cigarettes and put them in their mouths, stimulated their nerves with a strong smell of smoke, and insisted on climbing the mountain.
Doxiong la mountain, the mountain is steep, a person weighing forty or fifty pounds is not easier than mountaineers climbing Mount Everest, often one step forward, you have to take a few breaths, sometimes accidentally fall on the snow, even people with things rolled a few times. Zhou Wangzhi (a native of Suining, Sichuan), who was more than half a hundred years old, was old and frail, and the 50-kilogram materials on his back were really unbearable, but he ignored the persuasion of the commander Sun Zhijun (then deputy political commissar of the Linzhi Military Sub-district), and insisted on carrying supplies for the Motuo troops with the large army. In the fight with the wind and snow, he fell down again and again, got up from the snow again and again, and endured severe dizziness and chest tightness, carrying the supplies over the mountain again and again.
There is a swamp between Lager and Khanmi, which is the only way for porters to get to Mede. Here, there is no rain bubbling up the water, and the mud is swept away in the rain.
There is no way down the mountain, there are dangerous rocks everywhere, feet on quicksand and rocks, and if you are slightly negligent, dangerous rocks will roll down and hit the pedestrians in front. Rain, still raining. The porters climbed the ice and snow all the way, their clothes wet, and the supplies on their backs became heavier and heavier. They pestle wooden sticks, explore the advance, step down, the mud and sewage to the knees, each step is extremely physically demanding, each step must be supported by a stick, some even use both hands and feet, little by little to move forward. One of the backman's feet was pierced, and the blood went straight out, and he ignored it completely, and actually carried the military supplies out of the swamp with his limp feet.
Further on, the poisonous snake blocked the way. When you encounter a snake nest, you can't get out. Big snakes, small snakes, thick snakes, thin snakes, cobras, bamboo leaf green snakes... When the porters are defenseless, they will suddenly sneak to their feet, "twittering", spewing dark red tongue letters.
One night, a porter was so exhausted that he fell asleep at the side of the Ani Bridge, and a snake quietly climbed up the bridge, sneaked to his feet, and bit his leg, and the blood flowed, fortunately it was not a poisonous snake, otherwise it would have been miserable. Everyone advised him to rest, but after a little processing, he actually said the following passage: "It's okay! I was just 'kissed' by a snake. It knew that I was carrying supplies for the Metuo troops, and it was quite polite to me. After saying that, he continued to advance with the army of carrying the transport with great energy.
[Yue "Tiger's Mouth"] In the Gongbula Mountains, there was originally a hanging boardwalk, and the artificially carved opening was like the open mouth of a tiger, which is the famous "tiger's mouth".
The porters left the Ani Bridge, continued to descend, crossed the "Katyusha" (a steep slope of more than 60 degrees high and more than 50 meters long, shaped like a vehicle-mounted Soviet rocket, hence the name), and came to the only way to Metuo - Tiger's Mouth. I saw the tiger's mouth sinister, and a silk-like path was embedded in the stone cliff. Looking up from the bottom of the mountain, the crooked cliff is hanging in the air, and it wants to fall without falling. Under the cliff is the rushing Duoxiong River, if a person steps on the void, he may fall into the river, and there will be no salvation for hundreds of deaths. The porters were not intimidated by the difficulties, and had only one belief: to give affection to the border guards!
The family of a porter from Pengxi County, Sichuan Province, surnamed Xiong, is even more touching. The husband carried 50 pounds of supplies forward, and his wife, Shi Benrong, was also the only woman in the carrying army, carrying 40 pounds of supplies, carrying a 9-month-old baby in the back of the arduous trek, and also stopped from time to time to feed the child in his arms. Deputy Commander Gao Liangming (then deputy director of the Logistics Department of the Sub-district) did not allow her to carry the baby on her back, and she insisted on refusing and insisted on supporting the front. When the comrades persuaded her, she replied: "Carrying more than a pound of grain for the border troops will lighten the burden on the soldiers." She took a step on the boardwalk, and after the boardwalk shook and moved the tiger's mouth step by step like a tightrope, her body was soaked with sweat.
In the dense forests and grasses of Metuo, there are countless cattle flies, mosquitoes, ticks and landhoppers. The grasshopper kiss is as sharp as a knife, the oxfly is as large as a cicada, and the cowhide can be stung. After a person is bitten, the wound is red, swollen, painful, ulcerated, and it is difficult to heal for half a year.
These bloodthirsty poisonous insects hid in the grass and leaves, taking turns to launch "attacks" and "group charges" against the porters, which were simply invincible, and almost everyone had a circle of dry ants at the mouth of their socks. What is particularly embarrassing is that whenever the porters have to obey a certain physiological law, bloodsuckers flock to it. This is a new difficulty facing the army of carrying transport.
During the day, the porters wrapped tight collars, wrapped cuffs, and tightened their trouser tubes to prevent ants from sucking blood. At night, porters camp in forests and caves, and poisonous insects bite people and can't sleep. They lit a campfire and snuggled up to rest. One night, the porters who had been trekking for a day lit a campfire and fell asleep. Who knew that a rain in the middle of the night had put out the fire. Swarms of mosquitoes bite around the camping backs, and ants several inches long bite into people's skin to suck blood.
The next morning, when a porter was really itchy, he stripped off his clothes and looked at it. Mommy! Without looking at it, I was shocked: on the feet and hands, on the chest and back, in the neck and arm sockets, a dark green shiny, thumb-sized dry ant was greedily sucking blood. One count, 21! Everyone took off their clothes and checked the "enemy situation", and the "enemy" on everyone was similar. The porters also quipped, "We are so happy, we are sleeping and defending the heavens and the earth!" "After saying that, I optimistically embarked on a difficult journey of back luck...
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