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Chapter 8 Borrowing

Before the Red Army came to Guitang Town, there were rumors about the Red Army in the town, but there were two completely opposite versions: one said that the Red Army was the people's own team, and the other said that the Red Army came to communism and shared wives. The two main public opinions were intertwined, which made many people not know who to believe.

In some remote and inaccessible areas, the people are easily bewitched and misunderstood, forming common routines: when they hear the Red Army coming, the people will hide in the mountains from their families and villages. After they slowly understand what the Red Army is, their attitude will immediately make a 180-degree turn and warmly support the Red Army.

But the atmosphere in Guitang Town was extremely strange: the people did not escape and did not come out to greet the Red Army, which was something the Red Army commanders and soldiers had never encountered before.

There are two reasons: not only are the people here extremely tough, but they also like to join in groups when facing the outside world. This town is also a wealthy town, and every household has weapons such as muskets and swords. The most important point is: I won’t say much about the Red Army coming, the people are watching, and the Red Army’s next actions will determine their reaction. Second, the Red Army’s sudden arrival will not only catch the reactionary leader off guard, but also make the people unable to react.

"I can guarantee that if you enter the Yi family at this time, no matter how men and women are, there will definitely be swords and guns."

"You mean they are going to fight us?"

"I can't say that. The main reason is that bandits often used to attack the town. The people in the town developed this habit: no matter who it is, as long as they enter the town by force, they will react like this."

Zhang Guozhi first reacted: According to Zhang Qingshan's meaning, Guitang Town is a powder keg at this moment, and everyone's nerves are tight. As long as someone pretends to be the Red Army to disturb the people of the households, it will be equivalent to igniting the fuse, which will inevitably lead to a strong reaction from the people in the town who are already indifferent and eager to protect themselves. At that time, it will be out of control.

"Come!"

"arrive!"

"I am passing on my order that all Red Army soldiers are not allowed to enter the people's homes at will, and no one is allowed to disturb the people. Those who violate the order shall be engaged in military law. At the same time, we will strictly investigate all suspicious people. If there is resistance, we will let go of them, but we must not hurt the people."

Xiang Jiafu had never encountered such a strange scene, but from a deeper perspective: this is also a normal reaction of the people being persecuted. Therefore, although his face was solemn, he still tried his best to suppress his inner anxiety and smiled indifferently: "Xiao Zhang, you are from this town. Is there any good way to break this situation as soon as possible?"

Zhang Qingshan pondered for a moment and said, "I think only a platoon of troops guarding the town office, and other people are withdrawn outside the town for alert. In this way, the resistance of the people in the town can be eliminated as quickly as possible, and to appease the people, and also prove our sincerity; second, we will immediately send someone to post notices and ring gongs to explain to the people the policies of our Red Army so that the people will not treat us as Kuomintang reactionaries or bandits; third, locals like to join forces, especially when they are external, and sometimes they are even unreasonable. But as long as locals come forward first, they can pull out the radish and bring out the mud, so that the people can accept our company commander as soon as possible. To the team leader, this is what I can think of when I was about, and I will think about it again after I go back."

Although Zhang Qingshan's words were a bit long-lasting, for a recruit who only knows how to write his own name, it is absolutely impressive to have such performance. These are all the experiences of Zhang Qingshan's wanderings in recent years. Xiang Jiafu patted him off the table and gave Zhang Guozhi a thumbs up: "Comrade Zhang, Comrade Zhang Qingshan has participated in the revolution for less than a month. Not only is he a good player in the war, but his vision of looking at problems is also impressive. He is a good seedling of a commander. He has to turn back and take your experience in leading troops. Tell everyone carefully, and you can't hide your personal information!"

"Captain Xiang, don't praise you anymore. If you praise them again, their tails will be raised to the sky." Zhang Guozhi looked at Zhang Qingshan with a smile on his face, and asked Xiang Jiafu with a smile: "Captain Xiang, do you have anything else to add?"

"Xiao Zhang said it very well, and I don't have anything to add. The first point is to you, the second point is to our propaganda team. As for the third point Xiao Zhang said," he nodded and smiled at Zhang Qingshan: "Company Commander Zhang, you have to borrow your young general."

"Everyone is comrade, and you will see you when you say you borrow." Zhang Guozhi glanced at Zhang Qingshan and nodded: "Zhang Qingshan, from now on, you will listen to the command of the captain and do whatever you ask you to do. This is an order. Have you heard it clearly?"

"yes!"

After leaving, Zhang Qingshan followed Xiang Jiafu.

"To Captain, you"

"Xiao Zhang, don't be so arrogant. Everyone is a member of the revolutionary team. He has equal status, but his division of labor is different. In private, just call me Lao Xiang like everyone."

Xiang Jiafu is the director of the Propaganda Department of the regiment. In terms of level, he is at least a battalion-level cadre, but he asked a new recruit to call him Lao Xiang. This made Zhang Qingshan feel the equality of officers and soldiers in the Red Army again, and was greatly encouraged: "Lao Lao Xiang, what can I do?"

"Your role is very big now." Xiang Jiafu said as he walked: "I asked Company Commander Zhang that although there are many new recruits in the third company, you are the only ones from Guitang Town. As you said just now, the people in the town like to join in groups and are a little xenophobic. If you want to open up this situation as soon as possible, locals must come forward. But we are just a newcomer, and in this regard, we are not sure about anything. So, at this time, the role of you, the locals, is where everyone hopes."

He stopped, turned to look at Zhang Qingshan, and said seriously: "Xiao Zhang, now I feel how brave the courage on my shoulders is? How about it, do you have the confidence to complete the task?"

Seeing Zhang Qingshan's solemn expression and a little surprised, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, comrades will come to help you complete the task."

This is obviously the job of your propaganda team, so why does it all come to me and become my personal task? But look at Xiang Jiafu's encouraging expression and expectant look, let's die.

The two of them came to the lobby and saw a room with a wide door on the left. Many of them were carrying small wooden poles and brushes, and they were in and out with signs. They walked in and saw that some people were using brushes and slogans in the room, some were grinding paste, and some were cutting paper and pieces of busy scenes.

Xiang's family greeted people with a smile, but a few beautiful female soldiers looked at Zhang Qingshan curiously and hurried past.

"Please stop the work at hand." Everyone looked over and introduced Xiang Jiafu: "This is Comrade Zhang Qingshan, who I invited from the Third Company. He is a local. If you don't know anything about local customs or local work, you can come and ask Comrade Xiao Zhang. Now, everyone welcomes Xiao Zhang to join our propaganda team."

After the applause, Xiang Jiafu asked everyone to continue to be busy with their own affairs. He took Zhang Qingshan to the big table full of slogans, picked up the slogans, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Zhang, tell me the truth. I have been in the revolution for several years and have been to many places, but the local customs and customs are really a bit different from other places. Look at whether we have to add something else to these slogans?"

“I can’t read.”
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