The common people in troubled times 77_The full text of the common people in troubled times is free to read_Chapter 77: After the small victory comes from

Crystal beads of sweat rolled down from their foreheads. Qin Lianfang raised her hand and wiped it with her sleeves. A scattered mud on the left and a gray on the right, and her hair was a little messy.

"Instructor Qin, carry the food for me!" Zhao Zhenhua took two steps and reached out to grab his pocket.

"No, I can carry it." Qin Lianfang shook her body and said coldly: "You look down on me, because I am a woman?"

"No, no!" Zhao Zhenhua, the second monk, was confused and retracted his hand awkwardly. He didn't know why the usually kind Instructor Qin was unhappy.

The two of them walked in silence for a while. Zhao Zhenhua thought he had found the problem and comforted him: "Instructor Qin, we have suffered a lot of casualties, but I guess that at least 40 enemies have been eliminated and many prisoners have been captured. In addition, these captures are considered a great victory!"

Qin Lianfang pursed her lips, her tone eased a little, and she said, "Well, it's indeed a big victory. Everyone is very brave and fights very well, but..."

Zhao Zhenhua didn't really understand Qin Lianfang's thoughts, and continued to say according to his own ideas: "It's not that I'm hard-hearted and I don't feel sad when I see the casualties. But I'm used to this kind of thing. The guerrillas went to the enemy-occupied areas to do so, and no matter how many were injured, they were chased by the Japanese, and the team members' bodies were buried randomly. Some of them didn't have time to bury them, so they had to go back and inquire. Alas, that's it. You can't fight in a cry, right?"

Qin Lianfang glanced at Zhao Zhenhua and sighed softly. He was kind-hearted. Although he had a wrong intention, he was telling the truth. His heart was not hard enough!

"I'll carry it!" Zhao Zhenhua suddenly attacked, snatching the food on Qin Lianfang's shoulders and strode forward.

"You--" Qin Lianfang reached into the air and smiled bitterly and hung helplessly.

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When he came back, Meng Youtian looked at the top of the cliff with a telescope, and his heart fell down. Although it looked like a big transport, he guessed that Wang Shangrong's men were still in the valley after time! In other words, his men and horses were successfully withdrawn.

The shelf on the top of the cliff stood up again, first with the wounded and then with supplies. More and more people climbed up along the rope. It immediately became noisy and crowded. Gu Qingshan, Meng Youtian and others were busy commanding the personnel to transport the wounded and supplies and retreated to the rear.

"Brother-in-law!" Xiao Man jumped to Meng Youtian and smiled happily, "I killed four more enemies, and another official. Do you think I am powerful? It depends on how you made it like this. Your clothes are like beggars. I will sew them for you tonight, oh, don't sew them. It's almost like a cloth strip, you can change your clothes..."

Meng Youtian nodded repeatedly, and his series of words made him answer somehow, so he had to say perfunctorily: "Xiao Man is so amazing, hurry up, follow the brigade first, and if you have anything to say, you will chat with the safe place."

"I'll go with you." Xiao Man shook her head stubbornly, "I'll help you command, hey. What do you think of you? You are a terrified traitor, and you're looking at something with your eyes. You're carrying the food and spreading it to your dog's legs."

Meng Youtian rolled his eyes. His sister-in-law really became powerful. Of course, there was no need to be polite to these prisoners.

Qin Lianfang saw Meng Youtian, hesitated for a moment and walked over, smiled reluctantly, and said, "Brother Meng, you came back earlier than us! Look at the clothes made, thank you for your hard work. I——" She sighed softly and did not say anything further.

There are too many people around, so Qin Lianfang certainly wants to express his grievances and regrets to Meng Youtian, and of course he wants to hear Meng Youtian's persuasion and comfort, but now is not the time!

"It's a good fight." Meng Youtian nodded in appreciation and said, "Don't stick to the rules and dare to act in advance. This is progress. I have roughly checked the stretcher, and the casualties are not large, especially for most militias who participated in the battle for the first time."

"But--" Qin Lianfang smiled bitterly, and just as she was about to continue talking, someone came over to say hello to Meng Youtian.

"Youtian, we won a big victory and brought back all Wang Shangrong's family." Zhao Zhenhua said loudly, looking at Meng Youtian, which also made him look dirty and his clothes were torn.

"Good like." Meng Youtian sincerely admired that a person's ability is limited, but he can influence more people, educate and cultivate more people. After this battle, I believe that Zhao Zhenhua and Qin Lianfang have learned a lot and will become increasingly outstanding commanders.

Qin Lianfang swallowed the words and turned to command people to continue evacuation. Despite the casualties, the victory was unquestionable. People were excited and rushed to carry the spoils. Even the minor wounded felt that the wound was not so painful, and they excitedly talked about the battle performance with others.

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The nights in late spring and early summer are fresh and beautiful. The sky is blue and crystal clear, as if it has been washed, tall and far. The crescent moons in the sky silently look down at the world, splashing the bright light.

Qin Lianfang was already very tired after relocating the wounded. She ate a bite of food and someone came to inform her again. She dragged her heavy steps over to the meeting.

Although it is not the time to celebrate victory, a battle summary is necessary, which is also Meng Youtian's suggestion. This is a good habit, and it is precisely because of this habit and adhering to this fine tradition that many senior commanders of the People's Liberation Army climbed up from some local buns and finally defeated the ** generals who were from professional backgrounds.

A battle, an experience, and an experience. Maybe you didn’t notice it, but other people’s narratives will also remind you and make you gain something. Meng Youtian is wise and capable, but he hopes that more people can become smart and improve their combat quality.

The venue was in a large courtyard in Guancun, not a confidential meeting. Meng Youtian hoped that the more people attended, the better. He hoped that more soldiers and more commanders could emerge through this form. The growth and maturity of a soldier was the growth of anti-Japanese forces; the sophistication of a cadre and commander could drive and influence more soldiers.

When Qin Lianfang arrived at the venue, she was shocked. Almost all the cadres from all over the world were present, with more than 30 people. Even Xiao Quan and others who were responsible for restraining the enemies of Xiaolouzhuang arrived. Under the eaves, the yard was full of people. Qin Lianfang wanted to find an inconspicuous place, but Gu Qingshan had already seen her and reached out to greet her, so she had to walk over helplessly.

Xiao Man, Xiufen and three or four female militiamen took out kettles from the kitchen from time to time and poured jujube tea for those attending the meeting. Before the meeting began, people smoked the seized cigarettes and were talking nonsense, feeling a little confused.

"Why are you listless?" Meng Youtian tilted his head and asked Qin Lianfang with some confusion, "Are you tired or have something else to worry about?"

Qin Lianfang glanced at Meng Youtian, lowered her eyelids, and said in a low voice: "I didn't fight well in this battle, well, I didn't command well. I was nervous, hesitant, indecisive, and...ah, I was so stupid."

Meng Youtian blinked and smiled faintly, "I ask you, is anyone born to fight wars? Who fought beautifully in the first battle? You are too harsh on yourself and not open-minded enough."

Qin Lianfang shook her head gently and said, "Maybe you are right, but I am always worried that others will look down on you. You don't know, a woman--"

"This is your biggest problem." Meng Youtian said: "If you keep a woman first, you are weak, so you can't stand up and try your best to show yourself and prove yourself. But once you have a little setback, you will complain, feel that you can't help but think that others look down on you. Okay, we're going to have a meeting, and if you can't figure it out in the future, you'll talk to me."

Qin Lianfang nodded gently, and saw Gu Qingshan standing up, patting her gently, and the venue gradually became quiet.

"I won a battle today. I originally wanted everyone to have a good rest, but time is tight and the enemy still occupies our village!" Gu Qingshan said loudly: "Comrade Meng Youtian made a good suggestion. In fact, this is a fine tradition that was found in the Red Army period. It has always been like this in regular troops. I think it should be maintained between guerrillas and militias."

Gu Qingshan paused and continued: "This tradition is that a battle summary must be held after each battle, regardless of the big or small battle. This kind of summary is the first to affirm the advantages, the second to indicate the shortcomings, and the third to summarize the experience and lessons. The heroes and models in the battle and those who make mistakes must point them out without hesitation. But for local troops, the summary meeting does not have to be so serious. There are criticisms, but it is not a struggle, but to help comrades learn from experience and lessons and improve their combat quality. Okay, everyone understands it, let's start the summary meeting now!"

No one spoke in the venue, some people smoked, and some looked at others in a daze. Gu Qingshan was very unhappy and looked at Xiaoquan with difficulty. According to his thoughts, it is understandable that the militia team had never fought any wars, and perhaps they did not have such habits. But how could the guerrillas not have such traditions? While they were unhappy, Gu Qingshan also blamed himself for not understanding the situation of the guerrillas and not caring enough.

In some cold situation, Meng Youtian scratched his head and had to come forward to relieve the siege. He coughed and said, "I'll say a few words first, that, first make self-criticism. Today, when I was leading the enemy in the mountains, I had the opportunity to kill Wang Shangrong once or twice, but I hesitated and hesitated. It can be seen that my desire to kill the enemy is not strong enough, and I have too many thoughts and too complicated."

Gu Qingshan knew that Meng Youtian said this was not the only thing, so he cooperated with him and asked, "What did you think of Youtian at that time? Why didn't you kill this big bad guy?"

Meng Youtian kept it a secret, picked up the bowl and took a sip of water.

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