What a beautiful white lotus

In August 1945, the bridgehead in southern Hubei.

"boom!"

A shell exploded on the edge of the trench, and Ye Rongqiu was so frightened that he hugged his head and curled up into a ball.The fallen soil covered his head and face, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke got into his nose. He wanted to cough uncomfortably, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.

After a while, Ye Rongqiu shook the dirt off his head and got out from the bottom of the pit.The sound of gunfire and explosions became somewhat blurred, probably because the place where the shell exploded was too close to him, which affected his hearing, or the soil in his ears sealed his eardrums.This kind of thing is too common, Ye Rongqiu tugged at his ears indifferently, shook the soil out, and continued to crawl forward.

Bullets shuttled across the battlefield, and the earth trembled with successive explosions.Ye Rongqiu staggered across the team in the trench, and finally ran to Huang Mu's side: "Team leader!"

Huang Mu, who was directing the battle, saw him, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and shouted, "Why are you here?"

"what?"

"How did you come?"

In the hail of bullets, they couldn't hear what the other was yelling. They could only judge by their voice and lip shape.

"I repaired the heavy machine gun! No more jams!"

"What? Speak louder!"

"Heavy machine gun! It's ready! It's working!"

Huang Mu understood, and roared, "60° right wing!"

Huang Mu pushed Ye Rongqiu again: "Go back quickly! It's too dangerous here! Next time you call someone else, don't come here by yourself!"

Ye Rongqiu nodded, lowered his body and continued to shuttle in the trench.

In the past two years, the Japanese army has retreated steadily, and the communist army has regained most of its positions.The fascist countries also suffered a crushing defeat on the battlefield in the Pacific Ocean. Germany had announced its unconditional surrender three months ago, but Japan, a small country, was more stubborn than Germany. The dream of a powerful country.However, Japan is now at the end of its strength.

Ye Rongqiu retreated to the trench at the back. If someone had a temporary problem with their weapon on the battlefield, it would be passed on to him immediately. If it was simple, he would fix it on the spot and put it into use immediately.

After a while, the sound of shells became more and more sparse.The battle is almost over.

"The devils have retreated!" The roar reached Ye Rongqiu's ears.

The gunfire also died down.

"Captain, don't you want to chase?"

Huang Mu waved his hand: "Stop chasing! There is also a team from the Third Division of the Puppet Peace Army in front. They are also having conflicts with the devils recently. Let them bite the dog for a while."

After the Japanese army was defeated, Huang Mu led people to clean up the battlefield and retreated to the station.

Now their team is getting bigger and bigger.After several years of hard work, today's southern Hubei has transformed from a purgatory on earth where the Japanese, puppets and bandits ran rampant throughout the world into a base area for the red regime. The bandits have basically been wiped out, the foundation of the stubborn army has collapsed, and the puppet army has been wiped out Or be won, and the devil is just lingering.The base areas were consolidated, people's regimes were generally established in all counties, and the Communist Army forged a strong friendship with the people in southern Hubei.The dawn of victory is not far away.

In the evening, Huang Mu called all the cadres of the regiment and began to discuss tomorrow's marching route.Ye Rongqiu's arsenal is being relocated, so he is now fighting with the regiment, and when the relocation of the arsenal is over, the scale will become larger, and he will go back to work in the factory.

"This is a telegram from the Third Division." Huang Mu passed the telegram to everyone around him, "Tomorrow we will head towards Wuchang and join the Third Division."

When Ye Rongqiu heard the word Wuchang, he immediately became more energetic, and a smile was added to his face.The last time he met the black dog was half a year ago. In the past six months, the Nianbai organization has gradually grown in southern Hubei, and has made a lot of contributions. The common people even made up songs to praise Nianbai.

Huang Mu saw the change in the expression on Ye Rongqiu's face, and rolled his eyes angrily: "We will probably be stationed near Wuchang tomorrow night."

Now Huang Mu also knows that Nianbai is an intelligence organization, and Ye Rongqiu is a member of Nianbai.Wuchang has almost become Ye Rongqiu's second hometown. Whenever he has the opportunity, he will find a way to run to Wuchang. With the identity of Nianbai, he can always find a fair reason. Huang Mu also had nothing to do with his actions.

"Political Commissar, did you sneak away your wife in Wuchang City?" the Communist Youth League secretary joked.

Everyone laughed, Ye Rongqiu's face was a little red, and he waved his hands: "Don't mess around, let's talk about business."

Even if he knew where the black dog was, it would not be so easy to meet him. It would be great if he could meet him two or three times a year.Tomorrow they will go near Wuchang, and they don't know if they will have a chance to meet the black dog.

Everyone unfolded the map, discussed the route of the march and the matter of transporting supplies, it was already late, Huang Mu announced the dissolution, and everyone went back to rest.

That night Ye Rongqiu didn't sleep very well. He didn't know if it was because he could go to Wuchang tomorrow or for some other reason. His heart was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, as if something big was about to happen.

Early the next morning, the soldiers lined up, picked up the luggage, and headed towards Wuchang.

It was a very hot day in August, and the sun came out early in the morning.Huang Mu told everyone to speed up their pace, and when it was the hottest time at noon, the team could only rest, otherwise the soldiers would be prone to heat stroke.Don't take advantage of the morning to hurry up, afraid that it will be too late to meet the third division at night.

While marching, Ye Rongqiu heard two soldiers chatting next to him.

"When do you think this battle will be over?"

"Who knows, I've been thinking about this question every day for years."

"I think it's coming soon. Even Germany has surrendered. How long can the devils fight alone?"

"I also think it's almost over... But in the past few years, I feel that I'm almost done every day, ha!"

Xiao Zhao ran up and asked Ye Rongqiu: "Political Commissar, are you tired? Let me carry your things for you."

Ye Rongqiu shook his head: "No need."

Ye Rongqiu noticed that Xiao Zhao was smiling, and seemed to be in a good mood.In fact, it's not just Xiao Zhao, the whole team is in good shape today, everyone has a smile on their face.I don't know if it was the victory yesterday or other reasons.He asked Xiao Zhao why he was in such a good mood, but Xiao Zhao couldn't tell. He just thought that today was a good day, the weather was fine, and everything was fine.

Huang Mu followed the team in a car, patrolling the whole team back and forth.The car was a spoil of war they had collected from the Kuomintang army. There was a machine gun in the front of the car. It was very powerful. Ever since they received it, it had become Huang Mu's favorite driver, and he was reluctant to get out of the car.

"Political commissar." Huang Mu greeted Ye Rongqiu when he passed by, "Get in the car?"

"No." Ye Rongqiu said, "The road is bumpy, I'll walk for a while."

Huang Mu ignored him and asked the driver to drive to the front of the line.

At noon, they walked along a small river, opposite to Liangcun.

Liang Village was noisy, and the common people were running around outside the house, which attracted the eyes of the passing troops.

"Clap clap clap!"

Suddenly there was a crackling explosion in the village, which startled the army. Thinking that someone was fighting inside, they pointed their guns in the direction of Liangcun.Huang Mu stopped. He was nervous at first, but gradually became confused again. He waved his hand: "It seems that someone is setting off firecrackers."

"Is that the sound of a gong?" Ye Rongqiu interjected.The sound of firecrackers is also mixed with the sound of beating.

The team started whispering.The battle in the village made everyone feel strange but familiar.In the past, if there were happy events such as weddings and birthdays, they would celebrate in such a lively manner, but after the war, few people lived in such a lively way.

Someone in the village saw the team on the other side of the river and ran out: "Hey! Brothers from the Eighth Route Army!"

The common people in this neighborhood are all pro-communist, and many communist soldiers are villagers from various villages. Naturally, they are very affectionate to the common people and waved happily to them.

Huang Mu shouted to them in a daze: "Folks, go back, go back!" The villagers have always been very polite to the communist army, and often gave them food and clothing, but after all, it was during the war, and there were devils everywhere. In terms of eyeliner and military strength, the villagers are usually sneaky, so there was no such generous welcome to them before.

Those folks didn't go back, but more people ran out, and some people wanted to cross the river to get to them.

"Brothers, where are you going?" the villagers shouted, "Are you going to celebrate?"

The soldiers watched one by one, not knowing what happened.

"Celebrate what?!" Huang Mu shouted back.

"Celebrate the surrender of the devils! The war is over!" "The devils have surrendered, hahahaha! Thanks to you!" "Don't go, the brothers of the Eighth Route Army come to the village for a while before leaving!" Shout out to them across the river.

In an instant, the team was in complete chaos as if a pot had exploded.

"Did the devil surrender? When did it happen?!" Huang Mu bounced up instantly as if he had been hit by a cannonball, and jumped out of the car without even opening the door, "Really?!"

"The loudspeaker in the village is broadcasting! The nearby villages know about it! Today the devil announced his surrender!"

People around were making noise, and Ye Rongqiu's brain exploded with a buzzing sound.Devils surrender? !The war is over? !it is finally over? !

A villager crossed the river and came to this side of the bank. Huang Mu rushed up and grabbed his collar excitedly, confirming again and again: "Really, the devil surrendered? Are you sure!"

The villager was dangling by the collar by Huang Mu, smiling so hard that he couldn't see his teeth: "The loudspeaker installed in the village is broadcasting! Everyone is talking! There is a team of devils passing by in the morning, looking dingy, Seeing that we don't fight or rob, we have lost all our weapons! The devils stationed nearby are all hiding!"

Another person hurriedly said: "Yes! Someone passed by the devil's camp in the morning, and the white flags are all hung up. I'm afraid we will beat him again!"

Huang Mu let go of the villager, and wiped his face vigorously.The news was too sudden and explosive. He was discussing with others last night how to defeat the last few positions of the Japanese army in southern Hubei. Japan surrendered this morning.The war that has been fought for so many years is over?it is finally over?really over?How should he face it!

Huang Mu wasn't the only one, most of the soldiers in the team were shocked and bewildered.Someone started crying.They haven't found the mood of ecstasy yet.

A guy with a bruised nose and a swollen face was pushed out of the village with his hands turned backwards. The villagers around him picked up stones and threw them at him, or spat at him, pointed at him and cursed at him.

The regiment secretary asked the villagers: "Is that guy a devil?"

The villagers waved their hands: "No, they are traitors! Usually they send news to the devils to harm people! The devils surrendered, he should be punished!"

Someone kicked the traitor to the ground. The traitor rolled a few times on the pebble beach and fell into the river. The people around laughed.He wanted to climb out of the river in embarrassment, but people picked up stones and threw them at him to prevent him from going ashore.The traitor had no choice but to hold his head and retreat into the river.

After hearing the news of the surrender of the Japanese army, Ye Rongqiu, who seemed to have lost his soul, was suddenly shocked and woke up.He suddenly ran towards the car that Huang Mu threw aside, Huang Mu called out, "Hey, political commissar, why are you going?"

Ye Rongqiu ignored him at all and jumped into the car directly.When the car was parked just now, the driver also got out of the car, Ye Rongqiu directly took the driver's seat and reached for the car gear.

The soldiers were dumbfounded, and the driver hurried over and wanted to open the door: "Are you a fool, political commissar? You don't know how to drive, don't move around, something will happen soon!"

Ye Rongqiu increased the gear, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove straight away.The driver took two steps away from the car door, had no choice but to let go, and stared blankly behind.

Ye Rongqiu is the young master of the Ye family, he can drive a Ford, and the national army's command car is not too far behind, so it's not a problem to drive on the road.After all, I haven't driven it for a few years, and my hands are too old. I just drove for a few meters, and the steering wheel was turned too big, and I almost drove into the river.Ye Rongqiu hastily straightened the steering wheel, probably feeling a bit better.

Huang Mu jumped anxiously from behind: "Political commissar? Xiaoye? Ye Rongqiu! Stop! Stop! What are you doing!"

Ye Rongqiu felt guilty. He stared at the road ahead and dared not turn his head. He shouted loudly, "I'm sorry! I'll go to Wuchang first!"

I don't know if the people behind heard it, the footsteps were scattered, and someone was chasing him.

Ye Rongqiu was cruel, stepped on his foot hard, stepped up the accelerator and rushed out!

The author has something to say: the countdown to the finale!

Speaking of which, I plan to customize this article, but I have a headache now which title to use. The name "Waste the White Lotus" should be the most widely circulated name, but it is not harmonious after all, and I am afraid that readers will buy it home. Parents will be scolded if they see it.

This article is also known as "My Life with the Flower of Gaoling", "What is my favorite when I trample on the white lotus", "My Boyfriend of the White Lotus", "The story I have to tell with the flower of Gaoling", "The little gangster and the big boy" Young Master", "White Lotus Everyone Got It and Ruined It", "Salvation", "White Lotus and Black Dog"... Which one do you think is better?Or I can make a few more covers with different titles and open them all. How about you choose which title you want to buy?Such a constructive idea is simply awesome! [Editors and P-pictures will probably kill me, hahaha...

Okay, seriously, do you have any suggestions and opinions for comrades who want to buy books?