Chapter 80: Make a report

"Teacher, didn't you say there are still tasks to be assigned to me?" After a while of remarks with Commander Pang and others, I remembered the questions I had been thinking about these days. I couldn't help but ask Commander Pang, "What kind of mission is it? It's so mysterious. You can't say it in the telegram, and you still have to come here in person..."

"Hi!" Hearing the words, Commander Pang couldn't help laughing: "What's my mystery? I won't tell you because it's useless to say it! Isn't this a mission brought to you now?"

"Take the mission?" I was stunned when I heard this, and looked at the heroes brought by Commander Pang in confusion. I couldn't help but think, Commander Pang wouldn't let me take care of these heroes! Although I am willing from the bottom of my heart,... can the servicemen do what can be done by us veterans?

"Old Chen, Lao Hai..." Commander Pang didn't say much, pointed at me and introduced to the heroes: "This is the leader of the 538th Regiment I told you, Cui Wei!"

"Oh, you are Cui Wei?" Everyone looked at me sideways when they heard this, with some surprises in their eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be so young!" Chen Zhongyuan showed his yellow teeth, looked at me and laughed: "I thought you were a recruit just now! I didn't expect that I would miss this time!"

"Yes!" The sea water with only an empty sleeve on his right arm was dry, and he said embarrassedly: "I also thought that the famous Captain Cui was at least our age! I never thought that he was still a kid... You must know that you are Captain Cui, and you didn't dare to let you give up your seat no matter what he said just now! How can we bear it!"

"Hey, I'm talking to Comrade Hai!" I was reluctant to say this. I touched a small beard with a not-so-dense chin, and replied with an unhappy look: "Where do I look like a baby? Have you ever seen a baby with a beard?"

With a coaxing sound, the soldiers all laughed.

"I'll just say it!" Commander Pang said proudly: "This kid is good at hand and even better at lip service! If we old men are added together, they are not his opponents. Let him give a report with you, so be sure!"

"What? Make a report?" I was stunned when I heard what Commander Pang said.

"Yes! This is your task!" Commander Pang explained with a smile: "It is to let you and Lao Chen and others introduce your deeds to the people of the motherland! Let the people understand the hardships and difficulties of the Volunteer Army and the bravery of the Volunteer Army soldiers' fighting, so that the people of the whole country can unite the people, become our strong backing, become our pillars, and even let capitalists stand on our side. This is a soldier who will defeat others without fighting!"

Listening to Commander Pang's words, I understood that making reports is actually a rush to public opinion. This is essential for a country in a state of war. After all, without the support of the people, it will not be able to fight any battle. The Americans are called speeches, and ours are called reports. The Americans can use advanced media to conduct large-scale publicity, but we can only use this inefficient word-of-mouth oral transmission or newspapers and leaflets.

Inefficiency means more staff, which means more people are making reports. So I think it is not just a few of us who are arranged to make reports. Every other troops returning to China have sent several representative heroes.

Don’t underestimate this kind of public opinion building. The struggle between countries cannot simply say who is right or who is unreasonable. The reason is big or small, not whether the reason is sufficient or who is right or who thinks the third country is right, but whether the fist is the size and whether the public opinion building is successful. Whoever has strong strength, whoever has strong fist controls the public opinion of his own country will be right. This is the philosophy of disputes, contradictions, and struggles between countries.

Just like North Korea and South Korea have been arguing about who fires the first shot first, anyone knows that there is always one who fires the first shot first, otherwise this battle will not be fought, right? But the public opinion of both countries is accusing the other party of shooting first, and they are just fighting back...

This kind of public opinion builds may not be meaningless for the third country, but it is very important for the two warring countries. Because it can arouse the anger in the hearts of the people, make them fight bravely on the front line, make the people give all their support to the war, and make the entire army famous!

Similarly, we are in a state of war and we must build momentum in public opinion. Only in this way can we gain more understanding and support from the people and let them stand firmly on our side.

But……

"But Commander Pang!" I said hesitantly: "I, I am not a hero..."

"Who said that if you make a report, you will definitely get a hero?" Commander Pang replied: "Besides, with what you committed, even if we don't report you to merit, the Americans will regard you as the number one crime!"

"No matter how I say it's like I'm a fugitive..." I couldn't help but laugh and cry when I heard the words of Commander Pang. It only made the soldiers laugh.

"Besides!" Commander Pang smiled for a while and then continued, "If it weren't for the fact that you were the regiment commander, I would have reported the merits to you long ago!"

I understand what Commander Pang said. Just as Wang Guangzhu said just now, the Volunteer Army has always had a tradition of cadres giving soldiers, so comrades who have made meritorious contributions are generally grassroots soldiers below the battalion commander. I am a regiment commander now, so needless to say, of course I have to give up the quota to other soldiers.

"Teacher Pang is right!" At this time, An Hongyuan, who had been silent, spoke. He was the only one with a healthy limb among the four heroes brought by Commander Pang. He then said: "Captain Cui, we have heard about you for a long time! The battle to support the People's Army on the Western Front was beautiful, and Ma Liangshan was also beautiful. This not only made a turnaround battle for the 180s, but also made a sigh for our 60th Army!"

"Captain Cui!" Chen Zhongyuan smiled and said, "You are so proud of yourself. Lao An talks less, and even fewer people have praised you. You are one of the few!"

"That's right!" Haishui smiled dryly, "This is worth it when Lao An said. If Lao Chen said it, we can pretend that we didn't hear it!"

With a coaxing sound, the soldiers were amused and laughed into tears again.

"How is it?" Commander Pang said to me in an inquiring tone: "It's not delayed you going home to visit your family!"

"No!" I smiled bitterly, "I, my family and I are separated, and I don't know where they are..."

"Then you're idle anyway, just go for a walk with everyone!" Commander Pang smiled and said, "You can be very good at speaking, and you have won many battles. If you want to make a report, you must be a guy who cheats people and doesn't deserve your life!"

"Teacher Commander..." Hearing me, I couldn't help but protest, "What's wrong with you today? I just called me a prisoner, but now I'm a liar! I, Cui Wei, really looks like a thief?"

"Who said it was not?" Commander Pang replied.

Seeing my unwilling look on my face, Commander Pang and several heroes couldn't help but laugh.

The next morning, I followed Commander Pang and his group.

The first stop is Andong. As the first stop on the Sino-North Korea border, all the strategic materials sent from home to North Korea must be stored in Andong, and then transferred to North Korea. The wounded and sick returning from North Korea and the resting volunteer soldiers must also stay in Andong. Therefore, there is no need to say much about the strategic significance of Andong. Similarly, it is very necessary and important to form a good public opinion in Andong.

But I felt that this trip seemed to be an unnecessary move. It was not because of anything else, but because I thought that the people of Anton had undoubtedly stood on our side and became our firm supporters. This can be seen from the time we came back, the people of Anton welcomed us so enthusiastically. This may be because all the wounded and sick soldiers of the Volunteer Army were retreating from this road. I think this is the best public opinion hype, and there is no need for us to say anything more.

But I didn't say much, because the itinerary of this trip was not arranged by me. Moreover, I later learned that each army who returned to China was responsible for reports from several major cities. Instead of going, it was suspected of cutting corners.

As expected, our group was warmly welcomed by the people of Anton. We were soon arranged to start our "speak" in a factory.

As a reporter, I was very good at such speeches in modern times, so I was not nervous at all. Because I thought I would be at ease with it, and I could easily handle this kind of "report" without any need to make a draft!

But I quickly realized that I was wrong and was very wrong!

The first person to go to the stage was Wang Guangzhu. When the orderly soldier helped him to the stage, he used his trembling hands to find the microphone in front of him, and said his combat experience calmly: "My name is Wang Guangzhu. He is a company commander. He has fought dozens of battles. He has fought from a young age to the current United Nations army. I have seen many life and death. I have seen all kinds of injuries, including broken hands, broken feet, and even broken lower half of his body. I used to think it was pitiful when I looked at the wounded soldiers, but now it is my turn. But I don't feel pitiful, I feel lucky. After fighting for so many years, I only lost these eyes. Can you say that this is not luck? Not many of my comrades in the past can survive!"

"What? How did I lose my eyes?"

"Oh! This matter is a bit unrestrained. Actually, I don't know how it was lost because I didn't see it!"

The workers in the audience wanted to laugh, but they couldn't laugh, because they couldn't imagine how a person lost his eyes, how could he still be so calm and how could he still be so relaxed to joke...

"It's during the summer and autumn defense war!" After pausing, Wang Guangzhu continued, "Just a shell exploded not far in front of me. At that time, I was aiming at an American! When I was about to shoot, my eyes turned black... I thought it was mud that was blown up by the shell and stuck to my face, making me unable to see anything! As a result, when I reached out and touched, I felt two round things hanging on my face. Then I understood that I could no longer see things. But I was still the company commander! The entire company asked me to command me! I asked the health officer to wrap my eyes up and let the guards tell me the enemy's situation, continue to command the soldiers, and repel the enemy's two attacks in succession!"

After Wang Guangzhu finished speaking, he took out his blind guide stick and walked downstairs, leaving only a group of workers under the stage who had not yet reacted. The men, women, old and young were all staring blankly as the respectable volunteer soldier slowly walked down the steps...

I know they were shocked. They could not imagine how a person could say this bloody scene so easily. Everyone knows that losing a pair of eyes is not only a physical pain, but also a psychological blow. It is already very unusual for ordinary people to face this reality calmly. However, this volunteer soldier, whose name is Wang Guangzhu, can continue to insist on command when he loses his eyes and successfully repel two enemy attacks.

What makes people even more uncomprehensible is that when he talks about these things, he is so calm, as if he is talking about an insignificant little thing!

Bang...bang,bang...

After a while, the people in the audience reacted from their surprise, and then clapped and clapped.

"I'm asking the sea water to dry!" The applause slowly stopped when another volunteer soldier walked onto the stage.

Haishuigan looked at his empty right arm, as if recalling something, and said with a blurry look: "I am a platoon leader, with more than thirty soldiers under him, all of them are younger than me, I am the boss. Before the battle, I told them, "What is the boss? The boss just wants to die first, and I will hurt first if he wants to hurt me first. But... in the end I am the only one living!"

He gritted his teeth and forced the tears in his eyes. The sea water continued to dry and said, "Our platoon repelled the enemy's eleven attacks, killed and injured 87 enemies. In the end, we lost the position, but they stepped on our bodies! No one in our platoon was a deserter, and all thirty-five soldiers were lying on the position. Some people would ask, why am I still standing here? I am dead, and I have been carried into the pile of martyrs. When burying it, a Korean fellow found out that I was still a little angry and saved me again! So I can stand here now, stand here to talk to you, and speak to you on behalf of the thirty-five soldiers in our platoon.

When the sea water dries, no one applauds. Because everyone thinks it is not suitable to applaud on such occasions. Everyone is silent, and some people's eyes are filled with tears.

"My name is An Hongyuan!" An Hongyuan, who didn't like to talk, took heavy steps and slowly walked up.

Because I am also one of them, I know very well that this time we did not undergo any rehearsals in advance, nor did we communicate with each other, and we didn't even arrange who would go on stage to speak first. Everything was so natural and so real. The soldiers seemed to have a tacit understanding. After one person finished speaking, the other went up.

"Old Wang said he was lucky, and I think I was lucky too!" An Hongyuan said: "My luck is that no matter which unit I transferred to, which unit will fight. Some company commanders, battalion commanders and other companies in our army have to ask for seven or eight requests to fight, so I don't need it anymore. I have never suffered a major injury, and everyone has seen it. I have nothing on my body, but on the contrary, there are many more things. There are more than thirty shrapnel left on my body and I haven't taken it out yet, which makes me heavier..."

Only then did I understand why An Hongyuan walked very heavily, as if he was carrying a stone dozens of kilograms of stone. The people in the audience also understood, and they all watched An Hongyuan stagger down the stage with tears in their eyes.

Chen Zhongyuan went on stage with a crutch. Every time he went further, the two wooden crutches would make a clear and audible "Quick" sound on the podium. The sound was like a small hammer, hitting people's hearts one by one.

"My name is Chen Zhongyuan!" Chen Zhongyuan tried to maintain his body balance with his crutch, and with the other hand, he took the microphone in front of him: "I have nothing to say, it's a war! Either you die or I die. If we kill the enemy, the enemy will also kill us. Whoever is beaten to death or injured depends on everyone's ability and luck, and I can't blame anyone. What I blame is the very few comrades in our country!"

"Why are you complaining? I was injured and retreated in the fifth battle. I saw more people and things in China than other comrades. I met other comrades who had not met, and I met those who had never met. I have seen them! Some people who were not quarrels at me, shouted "Silly Old Hat" and "Silly Soldiers"! Is this scary? Not scary! There are hundreds of millions of people in our country, and they can't think of them all in ten thousand years. We want to understand the soldiers, but we don't force them, let alone beg. There are no people in such a big country. If you only look at others' understanding and praise, you will make contributions. What else can you call dedication? What other soldiers can you call warriors? What kind of loveliest people?"

"We are disabled and sometimes pessimistic! Especially when we see the people around us, some have become rich, some have married wives and have children, but we are still a bachelor who is so old. We feel that we have suffered a loss, took the wrong path, and delayed too much. We have careers, families, individuals, and even now, sometimes our own life cannot be solved. Why do we still stand on this stage and tell the comrades about their own path? Maybe they even scared you. But I think again, if we don't go to war, there will always be someone to fight, if we don't go to sacrifice, there will always be someone to sacrifice, and if we don't go to sacrifice, we will all be a nation of sick husbands. If anyone can shit on your head, do whatever you want, what kind of thing can our new China make?"

As I listened, I was moved! I admit that I was wrong. I knew that Chen Zhongyuan was talkative before, but I didn't expect that he could speak so well and made such a reasonable statement that I convinced him.

They do not make amazing words, nor do they have any bold words. But every sound and every word is typing on our hearts, shocking our hearts...

"Captain Cui, Captain Cui..." Chen Zhongyuan's scream pulled me out of his shock. He competed at me on the stage, which made me realize that it was my turn to go on stage.

At this moment, my head exploded with a bang. Because at this moment, I realized that the written language in my head, which was decorated with gorgeous words, was so empty and powerless compared to Chen Zhongyuan and the simple words. I was nervous and walked to the stage timidly, staring at my eyes at thousands of pairs below, my head was blank and I couldn't say anything.

"Comrade!" An old mother walked to the front of the stage and looked at me and said, "My son is also a volunteer army, and he is about the same age as you!"

"Auntie!" I happened to have nothing to say, and then asked, "Where is your son? Which army is from?"

"He..." The wrinkles on the old mother's face tightened and she replied tremblingly: "He should have come back with you, but the chief told me that my son held the enemy and pulled the grenade..."

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but tremble and quickly understood what was going on.

"Auntie!" I walked off the stage and helped the old mother onto the stage.

Then he pulled Chen Zhongyuan and a few others to the stage, bowed to the old mother and said, "Auntie, your son has died, so you should treat us as your son!"

The old mother was stunned, then she burst into tears, nodding her head and unable to say a word.

Chen Zhongyou and others were also clever. They supported each other with their hands and feet. They stood in front of the old mother and sang a song "Song to Mom". The singer shook his head and the military medals on his chest were jingling. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the factory. With a "woof", it turned out that everyone was crying.

"Comrades!" I picked up the microphone in front of me and said to the people below the stage: "Comrades! My team has just returned from the Korean battlefield. Maybe you will think that we soldiers who can return from the battlefield are all lucky, but the facts are not the case. Some soldiers come back and find that their only relatives have passed away; some soldiers come back and know that their wives and children are no longer there because no one takes care of them."

"When we go to the battlefield to fight, our family will suffer. If we die in battle, we will be the white-haired man who sends the black-haired man. If we live, we will not do anything except make our family care and worry! This is to serve the country with guilt! But can we not fight this battle? Think about the little Japan back then, if we did not resolutely turn them off, more families will suffer, more land will be invaded, and more brothers and sisters will be killed and humiliated! Can we still let the imperialist butcher knife extend to our compatriots?"

"cannot!"

"Resolutely defeat American imperialism!"

"Long live the People's Republic of China!"

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