In July 1936, our Red Fourth Front crossed the meadow for the third time, and after a very arduous march through the grassland for more than a month, we finally reached the Lazikou on the edge of the meadow.
When they were camping, the soldiers, while washing their feet, happily talked freely: "Chiang Kai-shek's thousands of troops and horses cannot stop the Red Army, nor can they stop the Red Army in the snowy mountains and meadows, and we are victorious!" Well, over the Lazi Mountain is the Han area, there is food and drink! "That night, our dinner was still a bowl of stir-fried noodle soup, but this was finally the last meal.
Just after packing up and getting ready to go to bed, the commander called me, and I was then the commander of the pistol platoon of the military signal team, and accepted the task in the commander's tent: "Tomorrow, all the disguises will first go over the Lazi Mountain, and reconnoiter the situation in the area around the first town after the grass." "I ran back to the tent excitedly, and the comrades surrounded me at once, and those who slept on the bunk also rolled over and squeezed over, and there was a lot of noise:." Does the platoon leader have a task?" Is there going to be a war?" In fact, I couldn't keep my mouth shut with a smile.
It was so easy to settle everyone down and convey the task: to turn over the mouth of the wax in disguise and to reconnoiter the enemy situation. As soon as the boys heard about this task, they did not sleep, got up and got up and busied themselves, looking for clothes and hats all night. We weren't all in uniform at the time, so we dressed up very casually, and in less than two hours everything was ready to stop.
I was afraid that the rest would not affect the task of the next day, so I gave the order to everyone to rest, and everyone fell down and lay down for a while, but the old man heard the grass rattling, yes, at such a moment, the first glorious task out of the grass fell on our heads, who can sleep in peace.
We set off in the night. When we got to the top of Lazi Mountain, the sky was not yet light, and the sharp wind on the top of the mountain made people shiver, but at this time, they could not go down the mountain, and no one could estimate what situation they would encounter when they went down the mountain; more than forty of us found a leeward place on the mountain beam and squeezed in a bunch of naps.
As soon as the sun came out of the mountain, someone shouted away: "Get up, the sun is out, look at the other side of the mountain!" Everyone looked down the hill, ho! Far below the mountain is a yellow wheat, a small town is located on the plain, a wisp of light smoke rises on the roof, chickens chirp, dogs bark, and people walk around outside the village...
For a long time, we have walked on the deserted grassland, cold, thirsty, hungry, tired, every day to see the sun come out and stare at the sun setting, can not see the edge of the grass except eagles can not even see the creatures, now see this piece of human smell how kind! This is the light we look forward to day and night! Finally looking forward to it! Everyone was so happy that they wanted to shout, but I immediately calmed down, who knows if there is an enemy in the town ahead? If there is an enemy, what will happen?
I am not afraid of the enemy, forty or so soldiers in our platoon are all short guns, each with hundreds of rounds of ammunition, all of them have a good gun, and there are two or three hundred enemies in the village, which seems to me, but our task is not only to fight, but also to reconnoiter the enemy's situation, and if we are reckless, exposing the secret will bring losses to the large troops. So I quickly asked the comrades to calm down, summoned the squad leaders to study the situation, and decided to disperse down the mountain and mix into the town to see the truth.
Coming down the hill to open the distance, the last person looked at the back of the previous person, sparsely scattered, forty people pulled a few miles away. Before long, there was a clattering of wheels in the distance, and a glance at the past, vaguely able to distinguish that it was a bullock cart, slowly approaching in our direction. I stared blankly, speeding up my pace to catch up, afraid of letting go of the first fellow I met.
When they arrived, the comrades in front of them had already spoken to their fellow villagers. I summoned my compatriots behind a mound, and as soon as I learned that the fellow villagers here did not know that we were the Red Army, nor did they know that the Red Army had come out of the meadows, and only heard that the canvas bags and bullet bags left by the Red Fourth Front Army in Qingshui Township, MinXian County, were still on the Aba meadow hundreds of miles away from here; the enemy did not touch our situation at all, and was unguarded; there was only one local company in Lu Dachang in this town, stationed in the middle of the town's street; and I also learned that today's market was very lively. It's so good for us. Knowing the situation, I decided to destroy the enemies in the village first.
The fellow villagers who had gone into the mountains to collect firewood were placed on guard at the mountain pass, and while sending people to report the situation to the head of the army, they were assigned tasks: three or five people from each end of the town, mixed in the middle of the crowd, and after the battle began, they fired their guns into the sky, bluffed to scare the enemy and acted as a guard; the rest of the comrades went with me to fight the enemy.
The first signal was that I coughed twice, and when I got to the street, I was not allowed to speak, I didn't need to contact the signal, and I just stared at each other with my eyes on the people in front of me. After the task was assigned, we went to the town separately. The second squad leader was very strong, and I told him to go to the front to listen to the signal and start first. I wore a big straw hat and followed a fellow donkey herder, talking all the way to the town, sometimes standing at the east station and looking at the west to pretend to catch the market.
The streets are very lively, leading pigs and cattle, selling sugar and salt, setting up straw shoe stalls, straw hat stalls... The noise is the same as the usual rush, everything is calm. This confirms what the cattle cart-driving villagers said, and the people here did not know that the Red Army was out of the meadow.
As I "wandered around," I looked intently from under my straw hat to find out where the enemy was stationed. It was almost noon in the center of the street, and I finally saw: in front of a shop like a hay shop, under the empty eaves, stood a soldier wearing a gray and autumn military uniform, carrying a long gun, hanging ErLangdang and the villagers who set up stalls next to them were gossiping. I pretended to be a passerby, huddled in the crowd and looked inside: through the paving was a large courtyard, and in the middle of the courtyard I could see a few low clay stools made of bricks...
At this moment, a little ghost head came out of it, picked up an old copper trumpet with red silk hanging on it and stood on the steps to blow, the east side blew and blew to the west, I was very familiar with the enemy's trumpet, I heard that this was a meal number, it was a good opportunity! After seeing the movements of the enemy, I looked around to see if my own people had come together. At a glance, I saw that the second squad leader on the opposite step had squeezed to the side of the enemy sentry and was staring at me desperately, I knew that he was in a hurry, afraid that he would do something bad, glared at him fiercely and turned his head to look to the side, he understood that I meant to find someone, so he held down and looked into the crowd.
After a minute or two, our people were almost there; and then look at the enemy in the courtyard, who had just finished standing in line and ready to eat, and were leaning their guns against the wall, and the east and west piles were surrounding the mounds, and some had already picked up chopsticks and quickly ate.
The time has come! I immediately shouted "Oh! throat! After coughing twice, the sound of the gunfire rang out as soon as it fell, and the second squad leader first hugged the sentry at the door, and four or five soldiers rushed into the courtyard, "Snap! ”...... Twenty rings are a few shuttles, and a dozen enemies fall in response.
Here the gunshots rang out at the west end of the street, and the crowd on the street was chaotic, so I separated the piles of people and rushed into the courtyard in a few steps. At this time, an enemy officer with a belt in the hall was about to step in, and he did not know who had knocked him down with one shot. The enemy in the courtyard was frightened by the soldiers' continuous beatings and shouts, and some stubbornly wanted to grab the gun, and were either beaten down or killed.
Several warriors jumped up the steps of the hall and shouted, "Don't move!" Hands up! Kill whichever you move! "These enemies heard gunshots everywhere, and saw that the whole house was full of people who had broken in and released their guns, and they were already frightened and stunned, and they raised their hands and did not move.
I then jumped to the middle of the courtyard and told the enemy to assemble, counted, nearly a hundred, and we herded them all into a big house and locked them up, and the village gate was guarded. The soldiers went into the house to search, and when I stepped out of the door, I saw that the people in the street had run out, and their things had been lost on the street. At the west end of the village, only a few of our comrades who were on guard were left, and it seemed that there were no enemies around, so I returned to the courtyard.
The comrades were happily packing up their guns, and when they looked around, they noticed that the mounds were full of hot vegetables and large white buns, and a gush of saliva poured into their mouths, and they remembered that they were hungry and panicked, and they had not eaten such things in months! Immediately ask everyone to gather up for a full meal, and then change the comrades outside to come in and eat.
The task was successfully completed, and after an hour our cavalry company rode across the street to the front to block the intersection, and the next day we fought fiercely with the enemy and hit the road leading to northern Shaanxi!
Xiao Yongyin (1917-2002), a native of Xinxian County, Henan, joined the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army in 1930, the Chinese Communist Youth League in 1930, and the Communist Party of China in 1935. During the agrarian revolutionary war, he successively served as a serviceman, squad leader, platoon leader, etc., and participated in the Long March of the Red Army. During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, he successively served as a company commander, battalion commander, deputy regimental commander, regimental commander, deputy commander of the Eighth Sub-district of the Taihang Military Region, and other positions, leading the army and the people to actively carry out anti-"sweeping" and anti-friction struggles, and leading his troops to participate in the Hundred Regiments War, the Linnan Campaign, the Anyang Campaign, the Lenan Campaign, and the battles to recover Qinyang and Jiaozuo. During the Liberation War, he successively served as brigade commander, deputy commander of the column, deputy commander and other positions, and successively participated in the battles of Longhai, Dingtao, Juye, Juancheng, Northern Henan, Southwest Lu, March into Dabie Mountain, Wandong, Xiangfan, Huaihai, Dujiang, Chengdu and other battles, and established meritorious service for the liberation of the Chinese people. After the founding of New China, he participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and successively participated in the Fifth Campaign, the Jincheng Blockade Battle, and the Shangganling Campaign. After returning from Korea in 1954, he successively served as the commander of the army, the commander of the armored corps of the Nanjing Military Region, the chief of staff of the Nanjing Military Region, the deputy commander of the Nanjing Military Region, the deputy commander of the Chengdu Military Region, and the deputy commander of the Wuhan Military Region. In 1955, Xiao Yongyin was awarded the rank of major general.