In 1952, the US invading bandits, who had been beaten to the brink by the Chinese and DPRK people, were undying and wanted to extend the claws of aggression to the north of Korea again and then invade our country. In order to deal a severe blow to the enemy's arrogance, the Chinese and DPRK people's armies launched a counterattack on all fronts on the basis of the great victory they had won in defensive operations.
In the middle of the night of 5 August, three red signal flares pierced the night sky, and the commanders and fighters of the fourth company of a certain unit of the Chinese People's Volunteers captured the "541" high ground on the enemy's defensive line in one fell swoop in accordance with the orders of their superiors.
The American and puppet troops, who were dying and stubbornly resisting on their positions a few hours ago, now raised their hands and surrendered as prisoners. The warriors warmly congratulated each other, laughing and talking about the ugliness of the paper tiger.
At this time, Company Commander Qu led the cadres to nervously inspect the terrain and prepare for a new battle. Yang Chunzeng, the deputy platoon commander of the third platoon, followed the company commander Qu and walked sharply towards the front of the high ground.
They walked to the front of the position, found a shelter and crouched down. Looking through the vague moonlight, on the opposite side is a black mountain that cannot be seen at a glance, which is the enemy's main position - Jiaoyan Mountain.
Looking down again, under the "541" heights, on this side of the Bukhan River, there is a gray belt, which is the highway occupied by the enemy. On the hill on the other side of the road in the distance is the position of the brotherly Korean People's Army.
Qu Lian Chang pointed to the bottom of the mountain and said, "Have you seen it?" The enemy has a large series of positions at the foot of Jiaoyan Mountain, and that road is the only line of grain and ammunition. If we hold the high ground of May 41 and fight in close coordination with the Korean People's Army, it will be tantamount to "an iron tong stuck in the enemy's throat, and the enemy at the Shoam Mountain will have only a dead end." ”
When he said this, he paused, and then raised his voice: "Now the higher authorities order my company to send a small force to hold on to this hill and not give an inch!" ”
Without waiting for Company Commander Qu to finish speaking, everyone rushed to "grab" the task. Yang Chunzeng stepped in front of Company Commander Qu and said loudly: "Company Commander, we have covered this position!" ”
Company Commander Qu further boosted everyone's fighting spirit and continued: "We have occupied the '541' high ground, and the enemy will definitely counterattack with ten times the madness, and the task is very arduous. ”
When Yang Chunzeng heard this, he waved his fist excitedly and said, "Company commander, I am a member of the Communist Party!" As long as the party gives an order, if you dare to step on the knife mountain and extinguish the fire in the sea of fire, you will sacrifice your own life and hold the position! ”
Listening to Yang Chunzeng's sonorous steel oath, Company Commander Qu held his hand tightly and said, "Comrade Yang Chunzeng, the party branch trusts you." You lead eight soldiers to stay here, and you have to hurry up and repair the fortifications. As long as you hold out until dark, our large army can move up, and victory will be ours. ”
The troops were transferred, and Yang Chunzeng and the soldiers who stayed behind to hold the high ground nervously cleaned up the battlefield, rushed to repair the fortifications, and prepared to meet the enemy's counterattack.
As soon as the fortifications were completed, the sun showed its head, and sure enough, the battle began. The enemy first bombarded with artillery, and then bombed by aircraft, rocks and shrapnel flew sideways, and the sound was deafening.
After a barrage of indiscriminate bombardment, the enemy's infantry took turns rushing upward. Yang Chunzeng commanded the soldiers to fight the American bandits and their servants. The fighters used rifles to "name names" and swept them with submachine guns...
The barrel of the gun was red, they blew it up with grenades, and when the enemy came too much, they "sent" him two grenades.
Fought from morning to noon, several enemy counterattacks were repulsed. The fighters were hurrying to wipe their guns and vigilantly guard their positions.
Not long after, the frantic enemy began shelling, shells were intensively fired at the "541" heights, and the planes also howled and bombed in turn, which lasted for half an hour.
But when he didn't see an American devil coming up, the hygienist Mu Yuanli ran to Yang Chunzeng and asked: "Deputy platoon commander, I haven't seen a ghost, what kind of reputation is the enemy doing!" ”
Yang Chunzeng pressed him down and said, "Hide quickly, the enemy will still be **." At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and countless shells fell on this hill of dozens of square meters at once.
Suddenly, Yang Chunzeng felt a numbness in his left foot, touched it with his hand, and a piece of shrapnel was pierced into his foot.
Airplanes and artillery could not save the enemy's fate of defeat, and artillery shells and bombs could not overwhelm the members of the Communist Party of China who were armed with the highest ideology. Yang Chunzeng knew that the enemy was about to counterattack again, so he didn't care about the pain, gritted his teeth, didn't say a word, and commanded calmly.
As soon as the enemy's artillery fire stopped, Yang Chunzeng stood up with a "whoosh", waved his right hand and said, "The enemy has climbed up and is ready to fight!" ”
Yang Chunzeng stared at the enemies crawling all over the mountains, and suddenly his whole body was full of blood, completely forgetting the pain on his body. He measured the distance of the enemy: eighty meters, sixty meters, forty meters...
Seeing that there was no movement on the hill, the devil simply stood up, howled like a hungry wolf, and rushed up in piles. One by one, the soldiers of our army were preoccupied with waiting for the battle order of the deputy platoon commander.
Beat! Yang Chunzeng waved his hand violently, and a grenade blossomed on the enemy's head! Suddenly, grenades flew like raindrops into the devil's pile, and the light and heavy machine guns on the position were also **, and the blood-red tongue of fire shot at the enemy with the hatred of the soldiers, and the enemy fell to the ground in pieces.
The enemy screamed and was beaten like an ant on a hot pot, you push me, I squeeze you, hold your head and roll down the mountain. On the hillside, the enemy's "warlords" were wielding short guns and cursing, and the retreating enemy was forced up again.
The desperate enemy commander brought the devil soldiers in a company and carried out a frenzied and continuous counterattack on the "541" high ground, in a vain attempt to pull open the big "iron tongs" stuck in its throat. However, like the Korean People's Army, the volunteers became more and more courageous and stronger the more they fought, making the "iron tongs" more and more tightly stuck.
Comrades, the time has come to make meritorious contributions to the people of China and the DPRK! "Resolutely hold the position and kill the enemy, it is victory!" From time to time, Yang Chunzeng encouraged every fighter with a loud battle cry.
In the heat of battle, one of the fighters was seriously wounded in his right hand, but he was alive and fighting, so he threw a grenade with his left hand and fought until his last breath.
Some fighters jumped out of the trenches, picked up machine guns and swept at the enemy, desperately pounced on the enemy's .........
The battle lasted until five o'clock in the afternoon, and Yang Chunzeng commanded his comrades to repel thirteen enemy counterattacks in a row. On the hillside in front of the position, the corpses of the enemy were piled up in all directions. The enemy did not even get a single piece of thatch ash on the "541" heights.
The sun was only a pole high from the top of the western mountain, and the enemy temporarily stopped counterattacking, and the battlefield, which was still full of guns and bullets just a moment ago, suddenly became extremely silent. At this time, Yang Chunzeng felt that the wound was in severe pain. He wiped a handful of sweat with his hands, looked at the comrades who died in the trenches, and felt extremely sad and indignant.
Yang Chunzeng saw that there was still a soldier in the trench who was wiping his gun, and when he climbed to see that it was Xiao Mou, a hygienist. Yang Chunzeng greeted cordially: "Xiao Mou! ”
Xiao Mu slowly leaned over, Yang Chunzeng took out a book from his arms and said, "Come, let's read a book together." "This *** Dong Cunrui" was sent by the motherland's condolence group, Yang Chunzeng and the soldiers in the platoon don't know how many times they have read it, and Xiao Mu has long been able to recite the content in it. They looked at the cover in silence.
The smoke of countless battles has turned the book yellow. However, on writing, Dong Cunrui's heroic posture of holding the explosives bag on the top of the sky and the earth looked even more dazzling and majestic at this time.
Xiao Mu knew that the deputy platoon commander was using revolutionary heroism to motivate himself by reading this book with himself at this time, so he excitedly said to Yang Chunzeng: "Deputy platoon commander, don't worry, I will definitely learn from Dong Cunrui, even if I sacrifice my own life, I must hold the position!" ”
Yang Chunzeng held Xiao Mou's hand tightly and said, "Yes, we are *** warriors!" ** fighters must be like Dong Cunrui, in order to resist US aggression and aid Korea, defend the country, and for the magnificent communist cause, their heads can be broken, blood can be shed, and the revolutionary will is indestructible! ”
Yang Chunzeng said, moved his left foot to Xiao Mu with great difficulty, and said: "Xiao Mou, while the enemy has not counterattacked yet, you pull out the shrapnel from my foot." ”
Xiao Mu took off the blood-stained blackened shoe for Yang Chunzeng, and saw a two-finger-wide piece of shrapnel inserted into his left foot
Yang Chunzeng understood Xiao Mu's mood very well, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Mou, I know you are afraid of my pain." We are all soaked in bitter water, and this little pain is nothing. As he spoke, he lifted his clothes, pointed to the scars on his body, and talked about his family history.
Yang Chunzeng was born in a poor peasant family in Xizhen Village, District 9, Shahe County, Hebei Province. My father worked for the landlord for a lifetime, but he couldn't get a single salary for a year, and he was often beaten, living a life of not having enough food, no clothes, and worse cattle and horses.
He himself had been herding cattle for the landlord since he was eleven years old, and was humiliated and oppressed. The whip of the landlord planted the seeds of hatred in his young heart.
He looked forward to the stars, to the moon, and to the sun in the east. In 1945, the Eighth Route Army led by ** came to his hometown, and the fifteen-year-old Yang Chunzeng signed up for the Eighth Route Army with hatred for the exploiting class.
Yang Chunzeng said solemnly: "Xiao Mou, we have all suffered, today, our motherland has been liberated, but the evil American bandits still dream of burning the flames of war to our motherland. In order to resist US aggression and aid Korea, defend the homeland and defend the country, and liberate the suffering people of the world as soon as possible, we must resolutely destroy the enemy. ”
He continued: "Now that there are only the two of us left on the battlefield, how can I charge into battle if the shrapnel on my feet is not removed?" Listening to Yang Chunzeng's words, Mu Yuanli was so excited that he burst into tears.
Through his tears, Mu Yuanli saw Yang Chunzeng looking at him with a smile, and his kind eyes seemed to say: "Xiao Mou, you pull it out quickly!" ”
Xiao Mu mustered up his courage, pinched the shrapnel tightly with both hands, and with a slam of it, the shrapnel was pulled out, but Yang Chunzeng fainted...
As soon as Yang Chunzeng woke up, the first thing he asked was: "Has the enemy counterattacked?" Xiao Mu shook his head. "Shrapnel pulled out? Xiao Mu nodded.
Yang Chunzeng showed a satisfied smile on his face, grabbed Xiao Mu and said, "Let's go, review our strength." At this time, it was already evening, and Xiao Mu was busy moving the ** ammunition on the position.
Xiao Mu checked the ** ammunition he had collected: two machine guns, one submachine gun, more than 200 rounds of ammunition, eight grenades and four grenades. He told Yang Chunzeng: "This is all our strength." ”
Wrong! Yang Chunzeng pointed at Xiao Mu and himself and said: "The volunteer soldiers sent by the * are the most important and invincible force on the battlefield!" Xiao Mou's heart suddenly brightened, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, deputy platoon commander, with this force, the enemy doesn't want to occupy an inch of the edge of the 541" high ground! ”
Suddenly, there was the sound of cannonballs at the foot of the mountain. The enemy is going to fight back again.
After more than ten minutes of continuous enemy fire, heavy artillery fire extended backwards. Yang Chunzeng stood up and saw that a large area of the enemy had climbed halfway up the mountain, so he immediately beckoned Xiao Mu and prepared for battle.
When the enemy approached only twenty meters, the two men raised their machine guns and swept wildly. In order to seize the "541" heights, the frenzied enemy fell in front and was driven up again.
When Xiao Mu saw that the fight was over, he picked up a grenade and threw it at the enemy group, and with a "boom", the enemy fell again.
Xiao Mu suddenly found that there was no gunfire on Yang Chunzeng's side, and when he looked again, a group of enemies were staggering up. He grabbed a grenade and ran over and threw it at the enemy.
Xiao Mu jumped in front of Yang Chunzeng in one step, saw that there was blood on his face and body, and hurriedly took out a first-aid kit to bandage him.
Yang Chunzeng pulled Xiao Mu to sit up, pushed away the first-aid kit, stuffed him with a submachine gun and three grenades, and said, "Quick, knock the enemy down!" ”
With that, he stood up again and continued to shoot the enemy with his machine gun. Then, with another "boom", a grenade was thrown into the enemy group and blossomed.
It was almost dark, and the enemy's artillery fire was still violently blocking the way for our large forces to move to the heights. Seeing this scene, Yang Chunzeng thought of the company commander's entrustment when he accepted the mission, he held the last grenade in his hand and shouted loudly: "Xiao Mou, come here!" ”
Xiao Mu picked up the submachine gun and hurried over.
Xiao Mu hurriedly asked, "Deputy platoon commander, what's the matter?" Yang Chunzeng said to Xiao Mu firmly and calmly: "Now that the frontal road is still blocked by the enemy, you go down the path on the left, quickly bring the troops up, cooperate closely with the Korean People's Army, and resolutely block the enemy." ”
Yang Chunzeng said as he took out a red cloth bag from his pocket and handed it to Xiao Mou: "You give it to the company commander, go quickly!" Yang Chunzeng said, turning to look at the enemy below the mountain. At this time, the enemy rushed to the high ground like a swarm.
Xiao Mu repeatedly asked to participate in the battle. Yang Chunzeng waved his hand decisively and said solemnly: "It is important to lead the troops to the position, carry out the order!" With tears in his eyes, Xiao Mu ran away from the position. Now only Yang Chunzeng is left on the battlefield.
The enemy climbed up. Yang Chunzeng raised the grenade high, and stood on the position with the majestic posture of Mount Tai.
The enemy crawled in front of him, and at this critical moment, with a "snap", Yang Chunzeng pulled out the safety pin of the grenade and shouted "Long live the Communist Party of China!" "Hooray! The loud slogan of the enemy, bravely pounced on the enemy group.
Suddenly, a red light flashed in the night sky, and then, with a loud bang, Yang Chunzeng used his blood and life to compose a magnificent song of triumph for the advanced elements of the proletariat.
Yang Chunzeng bought time for the troops to ascend the "541" heights. Because of the leadership of Mou Yuanli, the comrades-in-arms smoothly rushed to the "541" high ground, creating conditions for victory for the total annihilation of the enemy in the area of Jiaoyan Mountain.
At the place where Yang Chunzeng martyr dedicated, Company Commander Qu opened the red cloth bag handed to him by Yang Chunzeng: inside was a golden copy of the "Constitution of the Communist Party of China" and a *** volume of "Dong Cunrui".
Looking at the red cloth bag, Company Commander Qu said very sadly: "Comrade Yang Chunzeng, rest in peace!" Together with the heroic Korean People's Army, we will completely wipe out the American bandits. We must fight like you! ”
In order to commend Comrade Yang Chunzeng's excellent qualities and outstanding achievements, the leading organs of the Chinese People's Volunteers decided to posthumously commemorate Comrade Yang Chunzeng's special merits; And awarded the glorious titles of "first-class combat hero" and "model communist". The Democratic People's Republic of Korea has also conferred the honorable title of "Hero of the Democratic People's Republic of Korea".