"It was 1970, and a long period of time was flowing in the dark, and the sense of disappearance without sound increased my pain infinitely."
Once a high-spirited Republican soldier, Zhang Tongmeng, now nearly seventy years old, sat in front of me, staring at the fire, telling me what happened back then.
"When three years passed and Ning Hanqing’s phone rang, I was even sluggish for a while before answering the phone with a headache. On the phone, Ning Hanqing’s voice became a lot older, and I believe my voice was heard by him, too. The same old.
But I don't want the organization to think that I can't take on the tasks assigned by the Southwest Military Region, so I still talk to Ning Hanqing in the fullest mental state of a fighter.
Ning Hanqing said, Comrade Zhang Tongmeng, you are still on the front line, and the organization always keeps your efforts in mind, and hopes that you can continue to carry forward the revolutionary spirit and carry on the task. Next, I will want you to hand over the tasks of the second phase. Comrade Zhang Tongmeng, are you ready
I responded loudly: Ready!
I thought the mission could come to an end, but there was still a second stage, but I remembered the group of scientists and researchers who were incognito in the northwest. They are the backbone of the Republic, and I can become such a backbone.
Ning Hanqing explained many things to me in detail on the phone. Captain Ning told me about the causes and consequences of this underground nation, the fragments received and sent by the mother body and information fragments, the current degree of experimental progress, and even his own situation.
Finally, the task he gave me was: Comrade Zhang Tongmeng, to be honest, our research is currently at a certain deadlock. Many people have left us, and the state finances will not be able to support us. Of course, I will. Continue to stick to the project.
Comrade Zhang Tongmeng, you have to stick to your post. When the task is restarted, someone will come to you. Of course, at that time, it is very likely that the person who came to you is not me anymore. You need to take you All he knew told him that the second phase of work would come to an end.
I asked Captain Ning, how long will it take specifically, and the talents who handover the work will come
He was silent for a while, and said to me through the phone line: Comrade Zhang Tongmeng, you need to be psychologically prepared, maybe 20 years, maybe 30 years, or even 40 years, the talents of the organization will come here. In the process, you may suspect that you have been forgotten by the organization, and you may suspect that this plan has long since ceased.
But Comrade Zhang Tongmeng, I hope you can carry forward the fearless spirit of the revolutionary soldiers and stick to it. You must firmly believe that the organization will not abandon you. "
Zhang Tongmeng's eyes looked at me: "That was the last time I spoke to the outside world. From then on, I seem to have been completely forgotten. Captain Ning is also missing. He might have died long ago. If Captain Ning were dead. , Who will remember me? He is the only one who knows my whereabouts.
I memorized Maoxuan every day, and then I started to try to recite the book backwards. Do you know that feeling? At first, I tried to recite the first paragraph backwards in the dark. It was very stiff and awkward, because I recite backwards, words and words There was no actual connection between them, but by the next day, I could recite the first paragraph smoothly.
I disassembled an article paragraph by paragraph, memorized them upside down and then connected them, so that I could really recite them upside down. Article after article, Mao Xuan is now in my mind, do you need me to recite it to you? "
He stood up with some excitement and showed me the most commendable results of his forty-six years of life. If time is still in the 70s, he will be a role model among young people.
But it’s 2016, I can’t bear to interrupt him, watching him standing there, standing by the fire, taking out a pious look, using a pair of crumpled hands to tidy the hem of the military uniform, he said: "I I like the "Analysis of Various Classes in Chinese Society" the most. Let me recite a paragraph for you."
I looked at him seriously, "Okay." Then, I also stood up.
His voice is dry and hoarse, but he still recites in the unique accent of that era: "...Who is our enemy? Who is our friend? This question is the first question of the revolution. All the past revolutionary struggles in China have been very effective. The basic reason is that it is not possible to unite true friends to attack true enemies!"
He recited a paragraph and a paragraph, and later he really showed me how to recite an article.
I looked at him, and I felt that the old man in front of me was not an old man in 2016, but a young man 46 years ago. They were passionate and rational, radical and loyal.
The old and the young are so harmoniously blended into one.
I don't know how he survived these forty-six years of life, nor how lucky it was to make him survive in such a dark earth. This is a true believer.
Suddenly, I realized that when time is too weak, what can really destroy everything is the drastic change of ideals.
After Zhang Tongmeng finished reciting, he sat down and resumed the previous topic.
"I heard the voice and knew that the people of the organization had finally come, but the last call of Captain Ning that year told me that the plan may encounter major changes in many years from now. The people who came to Changning may not be the people of the organization, and I need to be cautious. Screening. He also said that the appearance characteristics of the people sent by the organization are very obvious. When I noticed someone coming, in order to determine who the organization is, I cut the phone line short and observed for a long time, and then discovered your appearance. A bit like Captain Ning."
I said: "What if one is a coincidence?"
"There is one more important feature, do you know what it is?"
He looked at me and I replied: "Will you have some strange dreams?"
Zhang Tongmeng said: "To be precise, it is able to receive the memory fragments transmitted from the mother."
My heart sank.
Zhang Tongmeng didn’t realize the ups and downs in my heart, and still said to himself: “The dream you had was the clip I received from Captain Ning in 1973, so when you said this scene, I quickly understood it. You are indeed the person sent by Captain Ning. Look at this room, is it a bit like the one in your dream?"
I took a closer look, and in fact the layout has changed too much, because the fragments in the dream came from 1973, after which Zhang Tongmeng lived here for decades.
However, the phone has not changed its position due to restrictions on the phone line.
I haven't looked at it carefully just now, but now pay attention, this is indeed the room in the dream. (End of this chapter)