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What is the memory of future generations?
1958, No.21 Middle School in Songzi City was born in Liu Jiachang, a small town in the southwest of Songzi City, Hubei Province, at the foot of Wengong Mountain and by the Liulin River. She is the predecessor of today's Memorial Middle School-He Middle School. 1989, the school was renamed Songzi No.5 Middle School. 1995 To commemorate the founding father of the Republic of China, the Songzi Municipal People's Government renamed the school where the general was born as a middle school.

When Songzi withdrew from the county to build the city, the museum was on the first floor of the library, and the "Comrade He Memorial Hall" inscribed by Marshal Nie was officially opened to the public. There is a statue of General He standing directly above the memorial hall, and a large group photo of General He and Zhu De and other party and state leaders, as well as a letter of appointment conferring the rank of General He, are displayed on both sides. The exhibition * * * shows some of General He's relics and nearly 65,438+000 inscriptions in the memorial hall for General He by some old generals and the old Red Army.

Man Jianghong-In memory of the one-armed general He (Author: He Cai), a blacksmith-born one-armed general, was a young hero. Catch the enemy, the kitchen knife is brave, nicknamed Xiaolong. Seeing the arm, I regretted the leadership, and the Long March was red with blood. Yanmenguan, the Japanese invaders went to the grave to report good news. Follow the party to save the country and strengthen the country. In addition to darkness, ask for food and clothing. Stepping through the north and south of the river, the enemy was swept away. The military has been fighting for liberation all its life, while Dan Xin is seeking personal gain. For the people, even if it hurts, you still laugh. After several battles in western Hunan and western Hubei, He Haomai was violent and fearless, and quickly became a grassroots commander. A few years later, his father died heroically in Hefeng. My father asked the army to bury them in a selected place. He was moved to cry in his father's arms and said, Boss He, I have no parents, and you and the Red Army are my relatives. No matter what my fault is, you can't kick me out! The father hugged his son and said, Yao Wazi, I was just about to use you. How can I kick you out? From now on, we will revolution to the end, live and die together.

Since then, he has been like a duck to water, and has served as the squadron leader, battalion chief, cavalry company commander and political instructor of the Gongsijun Guard Squadron. The fiercer the battle, the more famous he is for being good at fighting. What remains unchanged is that he can't live without that broadsword, and he takes the lead in every battle and works hard.

He's most tragic and thrilling feat took place in 1935+ February. At that time, my father led the Red Second and Sixth Army Corps for less than a month, and just broke through the blockade line arranged by the Kuomintang in Hunan along Lishui and Yuanjiang, and marched into Xinhua and Xupu. When the team approached Xinhua, they found that the enemy had laid a heavy interception here. Father immediately decided to change the marching route and turn around and go west to Guizhou. In order not to let the enemy know the intention of going west, the troops approaching Xinhua immediately went south, resulting in the trend of crossing the east to throw water immediately. The Kuomintang army got into the trap set by his father and rolled towards the capital. At this time, the troops galloped west, went straight to Wawutang in Yunnan along the foot of Xuefeng Mountain, and then crossed Xuefeng Mountain from Wawutang into Guizhou. On that day, He of Gongwu Division was the pioneer, and he made Gongwu Group take the lead. Unexpectedly, when the Red Fifteen Regiment entered the East Mountain of Wawutang, it was blocked by the enemy crazily. Judging from the fierce firepower, the other side is the regular army of the Kuomintang. He Yanbing found out the enemy's situation and sent Wang Shangrong, head of the Red Fifteen Regiment, to report to my father and direct the Red Fifteen Regiment to fight. In the fierce battle, his right arm was unfortunately hit by the enemy's powerful Damme bomb, and his bones were blown to pieces, and his whole arm hung on his arm like a drooping loofah. The pain was unbearable because of a lot of blood loss, and he fainted at once.

After the Red Fifteen Regiment captured Dongshan at a high altitude, why did it lie in a lethargic position abandoned by the enemy? My father heard that Yan Bing was seriously injured and unconscious, and he flew to Dongshan. He Biao, the health minister who is rescuing He in the emergency room, reported to his father that He's right arm could not be saved and had to be sawed off. Father was in a hurry and asked He Biao how his right arm was sawed off. Did you know that his right arm is as good as one of my soldiers? But He Biao insisted, I know how important Mr. He's right arm is, but it can hurt to this extent, and the gods can't come. If he doesn't amputate his leg quickly, the muscles in his upper body will die quickly and even lose his life. Father was speechless and finally had to respect He Biao's opinion.

He Yanbing's amputation was carried out in the wilderness. He Biao unloaded a broken door board from a ruined temple nearby, tied He to the door board, borrowed a saw for sawing wood from his hometown, and put it in a pot of boiling water for disinfection. Just as he was preparing to use morphine instead of anesthetic for preoperative anesthesia, He Yanbing woke up from his bound door panel. Father leaned down and told him what had happened, which showed that his right arm had to be cut off. A vague tear flowed from the corner of my eye. He Yanbing said with difficulty that since the commander-in-chief has made a decision, he will see it, but don't use morphine. ...

He Biao and another doctor stood by each other, sawing like wood, and everyone present was frightened. He Yanbing closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, sweated like rain, and blood flowed down his right arm and both ends of the saw, dripping from the eaves like water. The operation lasted for two hours (16 minutes), and He Yanbing chewed the towel that the medical staff put in his mouth.

After the operation, my father took out his handkerchief, carefully picked up some broken bones, wrapped them in his arms and said to He and Yao Wazi, I want to keep them. The Long March has just begun, and I will encounter greater difficulties in the future. Then I'll take them out and tell you what bones they are, the bones of the producer. Look how hard it is!

Six days later, He Yanbing couldn't wait to slide off the stretcher and began to walk and ride by himself, dealing with everything he had to deal with after losing his right arm. At the same time, I also learned from the beginning to practice guns and knives with my left hand, which always feels awkward, and to practice things that must be readjusted in the harsh war. War is no joke. War is when two strong men meet and the brave win. The moment is a life-and-death struggle. It takes a person's reactions and feelings to be 100% attentive. The difficulty and survival rate of a man who completely lost his right arm and was forced to fight with his left hand can be imagined in the war. Besides, after the victory of the Long March, the troops immediately plunged into War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, facing the Japanese aggressor army, which was 10 times fiercer than the Kuomintang army, and it was even more tragic. However, he Yan Bing did it, and he did it with the same power and prestige as when he had his right arm. 1937 10 The Eighth Route Army 120 Division, which was adapted from the Red Second Front Army, crossed the Yellow River eastward and went deep into the anti-Japanese battlefield in Shanxi. He, the head of the 7 16 regiment, was ordered to lead his troops to Yanmenguan. 65438+ 10 65438+July, He learned that the Japanese army had assembled more than 300 cars from Datong, full of weapons and ammunition, ready to be transported to Xinkou. He was so happy that he decided to ambush the Japanese team. On the morning of 18, the Japanese army entered the encirclement, and the officers and men of the 7 16 regiment ambushed on the hills on both sides of the road like thunder, hail and hurricane, and fired at the vicious invaders with all kinds of firepower. He Yanbing, with a broadsword in his left hand, bears the brunt and fights to the death with the Japanese army. He led the troops from two sides of the mountain like a flood, and in the smoke and fire all over the sky, they fought hand-to-hand with the Japanese army and swallowed mountains and rivers, killing Japanese corpses everywhere and bleeding into rivers. When cleaning the battlefield, the officers and men saw He Yanbing covered in blood and thought he was injured. He Yanbing touched his whole body from head to toe, but he was unscathed.

Less than a month after crossing the Yellow River eastward, He Yanbing fought the first battle in Yanmenguan, annihilated more than 500 Japanese aggressors and destroyed more than 30 cars, breaking the myth of "invincible Japan" and being commended by the National Government. On June+10 in 5438, Mao Zedong met with British journalist Bertrand in Yan 'an, taking this as an example, to illustrate that the Eighth Route Army played a "very big role" in the anti-Japanese battlefield. After the victory of Yanmenguan, He Yanbing's reputation as the "one-armed sword king" was widely circulated among the anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians, and it also made the Japanese army frightened. /kloc-in the autumn of 0/938, the troops turned to guerrilla warfare, and he led his troops to consolidate and expand the anti-Japanese base area on the north bank of Daqing River. In just a few months, he expanded his troops from more than 300 to 3 regiments, 3 independent camps and nearly 5,000 people, thus repelling the Japanese army's repeated "sweeps". It is reported that when he heard his name, he thundered, clamored to fight to the death with the troops, and said to him, "Live to see people, die to see bodies!" At this point, he Yan Bing not only became the darling of his father, but also became the darling of Mao Zedong. 1April, 945, as a representative of the commander, went to Yan 'an to attend the Seventh National Congress of the Communist Party of China (CPC). He raised his left hand and saluted Mao Zedong in an unusual way. Mao Zedong said, "Comrade Yan Bing, you are a one-armed general. You are free. "

From 1929 to the founding of the People's Republic of China, He Yanbing and my father fought together for 20 years and were injured 1 1 times, leaving 16 scars on their bodies. 1955, He was awarded the position of commander of Chengdu Military Region by the founding general of People's Republic of China (PRC). After being awarded the rank of Marshal by President Mao Zedong in Huairentang, my father, He Long, rushed to Chengdu non-stop to personally honor and commend him.

I believe this is a chance, even a fate: He, a child who still needs to work hard while the iron is hot, has been getting closer and closer to my father He Long since the day he was recruited into this team. In the 20-year war of blood and fire, they appreciated each other and depended on each other, not father and son, but better than father and son. This is rare among commanders and famous generals at all times and in all countries.

1 July, 9601day, He died of illness on the birthday of the Party, aged 47, the first among the founding generals. 200,000 soldiers and civilians saw him off in the rain.

In those days, I remember my father was full of tears and sadness. He sighed from time to time, muttered to himself, and then said, what a pity! What a pity! He is so young that even his children have not grown up. Then he said, no wonder he was born for the revolutionary war in China. After 20 years of bullets, he hit and hit, and he drained his blood and strength.