In 1932, Chiang Kai-shek brazenly launched the fourth "encirclement and suppression" against the Soviet zone. In January of that year, in Yingcheng, Hubei Province, Xu Guangda, commander of the 25th Regiment of the Red Third Army, was studying the battle situation in the front-line command post. In the low-slung adobe house, Xu Guangda, political commissar Chen Mingjiang, and several combat staff officers sat around, and the undulating artillery fire not far away was clearly recognizable, and they were deaf and deaf, staring at the battle map with their brows locked.
General Xu Guangda
There was a lot of noise outside, and before he could ask questions, Xu Guangda found that what had poured in were more than a dozen familiar young men in military uniforms.
"Defend the Bureau, on official business!" Involuntarily, several young staff officers were pushed and taken out. Xu Guangda had a cold face, and just when he wanted to ask a question, the leader had already come to him.
"Commander Xu," this was a diminutive warrior, dressed in an old whitewashed military uniform, with a five-pointed star on the brim of his hat shining with a dim red light. Xu Guangda vaguely remembered that when he held a meeting at the Xiang'e West Branch last year, he had seen him next to Xia Xi, but he couldn't remember his name.
"I'm afraid you're going to have to go with us!" Secretary Xia would like to ask you to go to the Security Bureau to explain the situation. The little warrior deliberately lengthened his voice and said word by word. Secretary Xia, the Security Bureau, these words, Xu Guangda is all too familiar. Without waiting for him to speak, a dusty messenger stumbled in,
"Commander, the enemy is beginning to attack!"
Xu Guangda raised an eyebrow, pushed away the soldiers of the Security Bureau, grabbed the gun in one hand, and hurriedly ran towards the trench. The short little warrior was dumbfounded, busy chasing after him in small steps.
"Commander Xu, Commander Xu, Secretary Xia said..."
"What's the hurry?" After this battle, I will go with you. How could he catch up with Xu Guangda's footsteps, the short warrior looked at his back, muttering in his mouth, stomping his feet heavily.
In the evening, At the Honghu Zhai Jiawan Red Army Hospital, Xu Guangda, who was unconscious, was sent over. A gunshot wound in the chest left him bleeding profusely and unconscious. Duan Dechang, the division commander who personally escorted him, found The Dean Yu Xueyi and yelled at him in a hoarse voice: "Xu Guangda can't die, you must save him!" ”
Yu Xueyi and Yang Dingcheng, the doctor in charge of the main knife, looked at each other silently, "Commander, the bullet is near the heart, and it needs to be taken out immediately, but we don't have anesthesia." ”
Duan Dechang is dumb, this is a field hospital with little medical treatment, not to mention anesthetics, even ordinary anti-inflammatory drugs are often in short supply.
"No anesthesia, it doesn't matter, it hurts inside and out." Xu Guangda did not know when he woke up, and his voice faintly answered.
Duan Dechang pounced: "Guangda, are you awake?" ”
"Willow branch set down?" The tile temple set also hit down? Duan Dechang nodded heavily, and Xu Guangda's blood-stained face actually revealed a childlike satisfied smile.
He lay back and half-closed his eyes, "Well, don't be busy with the knife first, and send me to the suppression committee." ”
"Who said that?" Duan Dechang's eyes widened, as if he had mud stuffed in his throat, and he couldn't speak.
Xu Guangda fainted again, he lost too much blood.
Premier Zhou was conferring the rank of General Xu Guangda
What to do? The signal soldiers sent by Boss He Long were still pacing anxiously outside, waiting to bring back Xu Guangda's news. It was almost dark, Yu Xueyi decided, Yang Dingcheng was the main knife, personally cooperated, and immediately began the operation.
The operation without anesthetics, the last time I heard about it, was in the legend of the ancient Guan Yu. Yang Dingcheng was somewhat vague, and the trembling blade slowly cut open Xu Guangda's chest.
"Cough-cough—" A large amount of blood gushed out, and Xu Guangda opened his eyes and looked at it, and lost consciousness again.
The bullet was too deep, and Yang Dingcheng vaguely found a little tail of the warhead in the blurred flesh, pressing on the aorta.
Xu Guangda's blood was slowly flowing, and the sweat on Yang Dingcheng's forehead was like a stream.
Such a position was not suitable for the hand to remove the warhead, he hesitated, and sutured the wound.
He chose the position again and drew a second knife.
In addition to the blood, this time there were also the tears of the little nurse next to him, who wiped the sweat for Xu Guangda while shedding tears, watching him subconsciously clench his teeth, but refused to make a cry of pain.
This time, the angle made Yang Dingcheng and Yu Xueyi see clearly, the bullet was only ten centimeters away from Xu Guangda's heart, the wound surface was huge, and the blood and water were mixed with broken bones and muscle tissue.
After hesitating repeatedly, Yang Dingcheng still did nothing and stitched up the knife edge. He and Yu Xueyi exchanged views and decided to try again from the other side.
As a result, the third operation failed.
Not only was Duan Dechang in a hurry, but Boss He Long also rushed to the hospital on a war horse.
Limited by experience and technology, the Red Army's own hospital could not perform such a large-scale operation, but Xu Guangda's injury could not be delayed any longer.
The next day, after consulting the leading comrades of the Xiang'e West Branch Bureau, He Long transferred Xu Guangda to Shanghai for treatment through secret channels.
There is a specialized hospital in Shanghai that has close ties with our party, and for some time it has undertaken the treatment of many wounded in the army.
After all the hardships, Xu Guangda and his party came to Shanghai and were arranged to enter the hospital for pre-operation examination.
Entering the operating room, Xu Guangda thought that he could rest assured this time, and he even showed a long-lost smile when he thought that he would soon be able to return to his 25th Regiment to continue fighting.
The door of the operating room was slammed open, and a woman in a hurry walked in, lowered her voice and said to the doctor: "My brother's surgery is not done, there is a big problem in the family, I will take him back immediately!" ”
Doctors and nurses were a little stunned, everything was ready, at such a moment, what kind of change made such an important operation have to be postponed?
"Madam, this gentleman's injury cannot be delayed any longer, otherwise I am afraid..."
Before the doctor could finish speaking, the woman had already come over and helped Xu Guangda up and signaled him to dress up. Xu Guangda had already recognized the woman's true identity as Chen Jing, an underground traffic officer in Shanghai. He realized that there might be danger coming, immediately got off the operating table, changed his clothes, and hurried out of the back door with Chen Jing.
Interior view of the former residence of General Xu Guangda
"The bed will not be refunded, but it will be kept for us."
Hearing Chen Jing's words, the doctors and nurses all looked at each other. Before they could react, a group of heavily armed Kuomintang agents rushed in, shouting for them to hand over the "communist bandits." Immediately after, in the operating room next door, there were several gunshots.
It turned out that there were traitors in the Party organization in Shanghai, the hospital was exposed, the agents came to the door and killed several Wounded Red Army soldiers who had not had time to transfer, and Xu Guangda was lucky to escape.
Although Xu Guangda escaped the pursuit and killing of the Kuomintang, his injuries were still not out of danger. He Long asked the central authorities and finally arranged for him to take a train to Moscow for treatment.
During his time in the Soviet Union, Xu Guangda finally removed the remaining warheads in his body. This encounter on the edge of the ghost door made him joke that "the age is too young, Marx refuses to accept."
Chairman Mao praised General Xu Guangda as "Xu Da five hundred years ago"
In 1937, Xu Guangda finally returned to China to meet his old boss Comrade He Long. He Long looked at him and said with tears in his eyes:
"The Kuomintang shot you once, but saved your life, others are a curse to be shot, and it is a blessing for you to be shot."
Xu Guangda heard the words and tightly held He Long's hand, and the two were speechless for a long time. Unfortunately, Xu Guangda never had the opportunity to see his teacher Duan Dechang again.