Chen Liuliang, who is short, has a backpack weighing more than five kilograms. He is rarely wearing a cowhide martial arts belt around his waist. The military kettle is swaying back and forth with the pace of walking. The marching team is struggling along the winding mountain road. The only drawback is that there are no guns in his hand, but carrying some personal supplies.

From time to time, some people's army soldiers who were running and passing shouted loudly, urging the captive team. In fact, Chen Liuliang also hoped to arrive at the next resting point as soon as possible, drink a bowl of hot vegetable soup, and then find a noisy place to sleep well. This is a great blessing in life!

Chen Liuliang was born in a poor farmer in Wuyu, Hechi, Guangxi, and had five older brothers. It is strange that his mother gave birth to seven sons in a row, without any effort. In order to distinguish many sons, the illiterate father followed from big to small. He ranked sixth, and it happened that the sky had just been born in the dark, so his big name was Chen Liuliang.

When he was sixteen years old, his family was so poor that he couldn't get rid of the blame. His father sent him and his younger brother to the county town as a child laborer. Who knew that he was caught by Gui Jun shortly after he was a strong man. Thinking about the first time he picked up a gun, the courage and panic were filled with a young heart, and he couldn't understand that a small bullet could kill a person alive.

"Liuzi, why are you standing there?" The original platoon leader behind him kindly reminded him. Although these escorted troops did not make things difficult for them too harshly. If you disobey the orders wantonly, you would not mind suffering you.

"Brother Meng, I'm sorry, I'm distracted. Do you think we will be imprisoned where? We have been away for several days!" Chen Liuliang asked with his head down.

"Hey! Who knows? Judging from the posture, there is a way."

"What I mean is, the platoon leader, I heard that the brothers who surrendered to the Sichuan Army were all dismissed on the spot, and could they still pay two major ocean travel expenses?" A clever prisoner next to him took the opportunity to come forward and answer.

"You are content!" Chen Liuliang thought he was too greedy. The current conditions for being a prisoner were much better than those of the Gui army. At least every meal could be seen. Before leaving, each prisoner was equipped with a brand new kettle, a new quilt weighing five kilograms, a pair of military rubber boots, and a set of personal toiletries.

Such treatment is comparable to Gui Jun. At least Chen Liuliang is already very grateful. The only thing that worries him was his parents far away in the countryside.

The sound of a war trumpet sounded in front of him, and the snake-like team paused silently. The captives sat down one by one and rested one by one, with the hot sun hanging in the middle of the sky. Only the fully armed soldiers were still standing next to the rest team with vigilance, patrolling back and forth, intending to destroy any suspicious things in their bud.

Miao Honghui, sweating, was breathing, walking in front of him step by step. Following the crowd, he saw that the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and there was no breeze between the mountains, and the earth was baked by the hot sun. He had to set off the team to rest on the spot. Long-term trek would reduce his physical resistance.

Before carrying out this task, Miao Honghui personally consulted experts from Chengdu Hospital on relevant issues and knew it well.

"Captain Ma, I guess it will be difficult to climb over the mountain in front today!" Miao Honghui said, holding a towel around his neck to check his sweat.

"Director Miao, after passing the mountain ahead, you will see Sichuan." Ma Liguo followed closely behind. His long-term military career and his physical fitness was much better than Miao Honghui who had been sitting in the office for a long time.

"Oh!" Miao Honghui was so energetic that he picked up the telescope hanging on his chest, looked at the hills in the distance, and said with emotion: "It's not easy! There was no prisoner left behind for more than ten days of long journey, which was a victory for this captive team. Yesterday, the General Logistics Department sent a special telegram to ask for credit for us!"

"But the soldiers fell ill for dozens of times," a cadre from the Third Regiment swears in a strange voice. Ma Liguo turned around and glared at him fiercely with his eyes.

"It's 10:30 noon now. Today I asked the kitchen team to start breakfast. I was ready to leave at 13:30 in the afternoon and try to climb over the mountain before dark. I would send someone to contact the next grain station. How much food is there?" Miao Honghui considered that he had encountered the phenomenon of food outage before. Fortunately, the grain purchased from the local town lasted for two days. For this reason, he always put the food problem first along the way.

"According to the deployment, the next grain station is set up in Xintian Township, bordering Sichuan and Guizhou, where there is a company of troops stationed. It is also our last grain station. After entering Sichuan, the local government will be responsible for raising the grain required." The head of the logistics section of the entire team came forward to answer.

Chen Liuliang sat on a large flat stone, holding a large porcelain basin with his dispensed clothes in his hand, staring at the back. I don’t know what happened, but before, I used to eat from front to back, but now I was so weird that I actually started from behind.

The smell of rice and the aroma of vegetables came, arousing his empty taste, and he wanted to go forward and dig a spoon immediately. However, as a prisoner, he did not dare to deviate. After all, the gun in the hands of the guards not far away was not a vegetarian.

After an anxious and long wait, Chen Liuliang's large porcelain basin was filled with. A little bit of meat can be found in the braised potatoes and dried tofu and roasted bamboo shoots. These two main dishes have been eaten for many days. The white rice tubes make Chen Liuliang, who has a huge appetite, have always been very satisfied. He held the chopsticks and lowered his head to swallow the food in the basin quickly.

The one who is a soldier doesn’t have much appetite? In addition, climbing a mountain consumes extremely physical strength. If you don’t eat rice quickly, you will probably have no chance.

Hiccups, burp, burp, Chen Liuliang's voracious swallowing caused burp after hitting, and he was still fighting the food in the porcelain basin.

The sound of burping attracted Miao Honghui and others, with curious expressions on their faces, couldn't help but stop and looked at Chen Liuliang squatting in front of them.

"May I have your name?"

"Report to the chief, Chen Liuliang!" Chen Liuliang stood up, holding the porcelain basin in both hands, and answered murmurly in his mouth filled with rice. The captain who was responsible for managing the captives hurriedly ran over in front of him.

"Report, Wang Guisheng, the captain of the Ninth Team," Wang Guisheng, who looked panicked, came up and greeted a standard military salute. Wang Guisheng, who had always been honest and honest, was afraid that there would be problems with the prisoners under his jurisdiction along the way.

Miao Honghui looked at the two uneasy people in front of him, Park Ts said and laughed. The smile on his face diluted the nervous atmosphere. He remembered that when he first met the Supreme Chief, his inner worries might be the same as them!

"I said Chen Liuliang, your food is good today!" He glanced at the food in the porcelain basin in Chen Liuliang's hand and said jokingly.

"Thank you, thank you, Chief!" Chen Liuliang instinctively showed a complimentary smile, nodded and bowed.

"Our Southwest government has always been committed to saving the disease and treating people. This time, your Gui army prisoners moved together to transform you into useful people. I hope you can transform well and go home as soon as possible!" Miao Honghui kindly instructed the young prisoner in front of him, sincerely hoping that he could complete the transformation as soon as possible. Although the reality is so cruel, Miao Honghui didn't know that less than 30% of the prisoners who participated in the transformation could truly come out alive. Most of the prisoners were buried in the Panzhihua Iron Mine due to physical, disease and mine disasters.

Many years later, after Chen Liuliang, who had completed the transformation, unexpectedly met Miao Honghui again in Chengdu, he described everything about the prisoner reform station, which made Miao Honghui, who had retired, feel deeply guilty and always feel that if he could leave the medical team at hand to the prisoner reform station at that time, at least fewer people would have died.
Chapter completed!