Probably realizing something, Xiao Lang explained: "If we want to cross the river, it is too late to temporarily build a raft.
The main thing is to repair the iron bridge as soon as possible.
As long as the railway bridge is open, soldiers and heavy equipment can be transported to the south bank as soon as possible."
Ye Xuefeng said: "What Mayor Xiao said is true.
We cannot stay at the ancient technical level.
Let's go to the riverside to see how the soldiers are training.
You can also give us more valuable advice."
Xiao Lang accompanied Ye Xuefeng to the bank of the Huaijiang River.
On the deserted beach, hundreds of soldiers were practicing swimming.
They lay on the sand and paddled their hands and feet in a decent manner.
He couldn't help laughing: "Is it useful to learn to swim like this?"
Ye Xuefeng said: "Most of our soldiers are from mountainous areas and are not used to water.
This is just a temporary arrangement for mounting horses.
As long as they can fall into the water and not die, it will be enough."
Xiao Lang smiled and said: "If a native method works, it is not a native method, but it still needs to be in the water.
You can't feel it when paddling on the shore."
Ye Xuefeng pointed to the river in the distance: "That's not it."
Several sampans rowed on the water, followed by a dozen soldiers holding the planks and fluttering, water splashed everywhere, and the progress was extremely slow.
Xiao Lang couldn't help feeling that although the People's Liberation Army has a strong combat capability, it has too few technical weapons.
It has no air force and no warships.
It is probably not easy to cross the Yangtze River.
Suddenly there was the sound of an engine from the horizon, and the soldiers in charge of air defense fired warning shots.
The soldiers practicing on the river beach quickly evacuated, and set up machine guns to warn the air.
After a short time, two Kuomintang Air Force light bombers painted with blue sky and white sun came over.
Ignoring the ground anti-aircraft firepower, they rushed straight to the Huaijiang Iron Bridge, dived and dropped four bombs.
Ye Xuefeng looked at the plane flying away, clenched his fists and said bitterly: "Sooner or later, we will also have our own air force."
Xiao Lang worriedly said: "The national army bombed the bridge day and night.
It may not be easy to repair it, but I have another way.
I can build a plank road to cross Chencang secretly."
Ye Xuefeng's eyes lit up: "How to say it?"
Xiao Lang said: "On the surface, we continued to repair the bridge to attract the enemy's attention.
Secretly, we used the equipment of the United Machinery Company to build a pontoon bridge connecting the city for the army to cross the river."
Ye Xuefeng was overjoyed: "Good Mayor Xiao, you have made great contributions to the liberation of China."
As soon as he said it, Xiao Lang immediately arranged production.
Technicians from the ironworks and machinery factories designed overnight, and the workers worked overtime to produce.
Iron plates were used to weld pontoons as an important part of the pontoon.
Time was limited, and all steel pontoons were used.
It is also unrealistic, and ships will need to be requisitioned to build pontoons.
Everyone is extremely confident about the cross-river operation.
The map of the Kuomintang defense positions on the south bank has been fully mastered.
The location of every bunker, the height and distance of every barbed wire fence, every gun, every fire point, all the information has been obtained by the People's Liberation Army. master.
Although there are still gunboats of the Kuomintang navy cruising in the river, and aircraft bombing and strafing from time to time in the sky, it won't be long before the People's Liberation Army will drink from the Yangtze River and march straight towards Huanglong.
The uprising troops in the south of the Yangtze River stayed away from the cities and took root in the countryside, waiting for the opportunity to cooperate with the People's Liberation Army in launching the cross-river campaign.
Many of the national troops on the Jiangdong defense line were graduates of the Jiangdong Official School, and could be considered Chen Zikun's students.
The building was about to collapse, and everyone was Looking for a way out, Chen Zikun took the right medicine, wrote several handwritten letters, and sent them to selected capable personnel to persuade them to revolt before the battle.
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The Chen family has arrived safely in Hong Kong, and the news was sent to Chen Zikun through the channels of the East China Bureau's Social Affairs Department.
The only regret is that Chen Bei has been transferred to Taiwan, and it will be difficult to see them again in the future.
Chen Zikun sighed and said: "A wise man will make mistakes every time he thinks.
How Xiaobei goes depends on himself."
Li Zongren, the acting president of the Nanjing government, was still making peace efforts.
The Kuomintang peace talks delegation flew to Peiping, but the two sides had great differences and could not reach an agreement at all.
Li Zongren hoped to divide the country across the river, and the CCP insisted on liberating the whole country.
All armed forces of the Nanjing government must be reorganized into the People's Liberation Army, and all local governments should be taken over by the CCP, with a deadline of April 20 for signing.
The Nanjing government refused to accept this condition, and Wuhan Bai Chongxi strongly opposed it, so the peace talks were shelved.
On April 21, Zhu De, chairman of the Chinese People's Revolutionary Military Commission and commander-in-chief of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, issued an order to cross the Yangtze River.
The millions of troops of the Second Field Army and the Third Field Army crossed the Yangtze River and launched a thunderous blow against the Kuomintang reactionaries.
In the early morning, three red signal bombs rose into the sky.
On the north bank of the Huaijiang River, 30,000 troops along the river took thousands of cargo ships, fishing boats, and sampans to forcefully cross the river.
Thirty miles downstream, a steel pontoon bridge was quickly boarded.
The Jiangbei Independent Division was on Crossing the river under cover of artillery fire.
The People's Liberation Army fired thousands of artillery pieces, and countless artillery shells flew towards the other side.
The entire night sky was reflected red, and the sound of artillery rumbled all night long.
Thousands of boats competed on the vast river.
There were small cannons on the ferries, and machine guns were mounted on the bows of the fishing boats.
They fired as they advanced.
The cannonballs from the other side fell on the water, hitting water columns one after another.
The soldiers on the boat were drenched, and even more Paddling hard.
Some sampans were overturned by big waves.
The soldiers wore life jackets and continued swimming southward holding the planks.
Even if they died, they would die on the south bank.
Deputy Division Commander Liu Xiaoyong led the independent division to undertake the downstream assault mission.
Commander Jiang Zong gave up convenient conditions to the independent division, which moved him very much.
The common fear of life and death in the Kuomintang army, mutual strife, and unwillingness to save lives are common in the People's Liberation Army.
Completely unthinkable.
The troops quickly crossed the river, and Liu Xiaoyong was the first to step onto the land on the south bank.
This was a weak area of enemy defense, with only a few scattered bunkers and trenches, and the sound of machine gunfire was not intensive.
Liu Xiaoyong shouted: "Comrades, go for the new China."
The soldiers of the Independent Division charged into the battle like an overwhelming force.
When they encountered a barbed wire fence, they directly pressed it with their bodies to let their comrades behind them pass.
The resistance on the south bank was minimal and could be ignored.
Wherever the People's Liberation Army went, the National Army raised white flags and surrendered.
The offensive was overwhelming and unstoppable.
The reinforced concrete fortifications and barbed wire trenches and bunkers built with countless dollars were of no use at all.
Many troops even defected and revolted before the battle.
When the troops crossing the river arrived at the provincial capital, the Kuomintang defenders had already fled and the entire city was undefended.
After Wu Changqing and Ye Xuefeng discussed it, they decided to enter the city overnight to maintain public order.
According to the instructions of the Central Plains Bureau leader, Chen Zikun was immediately asked to take charge of the situation in Jiangdong.
At this moment, Chen Zikun was leading his troops to arrive.
When he entered the city early the next morning, he saw the People's Liberation Army soldiers lying on the roadside.
The spring morning was still a bit cold.
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These young soldiers were lying under the eaves with their clothes on, sleeping soundly.
The streets were extremely silent.
"When the army entered the city, Qiu did not commit any crime.
He actually had the demeanor of the Yue family army back then."
Chen Zikun said to Ye Xuefeng who came to greet him.
"General Chen, thank you for the award.
This is the tradition of the people's army."
Ye Xuefeng said with a smile.
Arriving at the official residence on Fenglin Road, the place had been looted by the defeated Kuomintang troops.
A lot of expensive sandalwood furniture was lost, the carpets were cut and taken away, the window glass was broken, and a lot of clothes and bedding were lost in the bedroom.
There is no shortage of books.
Although they had only been away for two short months, it felt like they had been apart for several years.
Chen Zikun picked up a book from the ground and put it back in its place.
Suddenly the phone rang rapidly.
He subconsciously wanted to answer it, but Ye Xuefeng didn't.
He picked up the microphone first.
"Hey, yes, I'm Ye Xuefeng, what, foreign affairs issues, okay, I'll be there right away."
Putting down the phone, Ye Xuefeng said: "General Chen, our soldiers have captured a few foreign spies.
Let's take a look."
Chen Zikun naturally agreed.
They took a car and passed by the Provincial Government Building.
From a distance, they saw the People's Liberation Army in yellow military uniforms standing on the rooftop of the building, waving red flags, and a red sun rising from behind, which made the soldiers more energetic.
The car stopped at the entrance of the British Consulate, which had been occupied by the People's Liberation Army.
Going upstairs, Consul Walker and several Chinese staff squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.
A young People's Liberation Army soldier guarded them with a British Sten submachine gun.
Chen Zikun said: "What's going on?"
The accompanying PLA platoon leader explained that when they were searching along the street, they noticed someone taking pictures upstairs, so they went up to inquire and saw a foreigner with a high nose and sunken eyes.
When he was detained, the person argued that he was a diplomat.
The cadres and soldiers could not tell the truth from the false, so they reported it to the chief.
"This is Mr.
Walker, the British consul.
He is my friend.
There is no need to treat him like this."
Chen Zikun said.
The little warrior didn't buy his fault and didn't move at all.
Ye Xuefeng waved his hand: "Let it go."
The little soldier then put away his gun and walked away with a straight face.
Walker stood up from the ground, stretched his numb legs, and said, "Thank you, I am British diplomat John Walker."
He extended his hand to Ye Xuefeng.
Ye Xuefeng looked him up and down, without shaking hands, and said righteously: "When our People's Liberation Army crossed the Yangtze River, the British warship Amethyst brazenly bombarded our army in an attempt to hinder our army's actions.
I hereby propose to your country and your army I protest in the strongest possible terms, and I am telling you that China does not welcome you invaders.”
Walker was a little embarrassed, shrugged and retracted his hand, turning to Chen Zikun: "General Chen, it seems that I am persona non grata."
Chen Zikun tried to smooth things over and said, "It's better to let him stay.
This will also provide an additional channel for external contact."
Ye Xuefeng said: "Of course we welcome true international friends, but imperialist agents with ulterior motives should be sent out of the country as soon as possible.
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Mr.
Walker, I limit you to leaving Jiangdong within 24 hours."
Walker had no choice but to show his hands: "Well, it seems that it was indeed a mistake for me to violate the order of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
After coming out of the consulate, Ye Xuefeng was still chatting and laughing, but Chen Zikun was a little disappointed.
He felt that the sky in Jiangdong had changed.
Ye Xuefeng said sincerely: "General Chen, the central government is responsible for diplomatic affairs.
Contacting without permission would be overstepping your authority.
Besides, your current status is relatively sensitive, so it is better to keep a low profile.
I shouldn't have said this originally, but we We have been friends for many years, I hope the general understands.”
Chen Zikun said: "I am mentally prepared for this
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