In the winter of 1945, Luo Ronghuan was ordered to cross the sea from Shandong to the northeast and serve as the political commissar of the Northeast Autonomous Army, a northeast unit. After landing ashore with dozens of retinues in the northeast corner of Dalian, he took a train, stopped and walked, and walked easily to Liaoyang County, where the bridge in front of him was broken and could not be opened to traffic, so he had to get off the train.
At this time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Ronghuan told everyone to rest at the station, and he took Su Jing and He Jingzhi to the city to find a team, followed by two guards.
The garrison of Liaoyang City was the unit of Zeng Kelin of the Sixteenth Sub-district of Eastern Hebei, and after leaving the customs, a newly expanded brigade headquarters also served as the headquarters, most of which were recruits. The garrison headquarters was located in the former Japanese headquarters building, the gate was heavily guarded, and four sentries stood, wearing the armband of the Northeast Autonomous Army on their left arms, holding three or eight rifles in their hands, and the muzzle of the gun was inserted with shiny bayonets.
Luo Ronghuan and his party of five people, along the way to inquire to find the brigade headquarters, before approaching the gate, two sentries blocked with crossed bayonets, one shouted "Stop! A sharp voice asked Luo Ronghuan in front of him, "What are you?"
"My name is Luo Ronghuan." He replied gently.
"What do you do?" The sentry asked again.
"We are the Eighth Route Army from Shandong," Luo Ronghuan said.
"He is the commander of the Shandong Military Region." He Jingzhi continued.
"He is now the political commissar of the Northeast Autonomous Army." Su Jing added.
The first time the sentries heard the name of "Luo Ronghuan", they saw that he was wearing a top hat, wearing a robe, stepping shoes, and a pair of myopic glasses on his face, which looked like a commander of the Eighth Route Army, let alone their big political commissar, looked at the visitors, exchanged glances, and the older sentries saw them repeatedly asking to enter, and continued to interrogate: "What business do you have?"
"Talk to your brigade commander about your work," Luo Ronghuan said.
"Do you have a letter of introduction?" The sentry asked again.
"Nothing."
"Do you have any documents?"
"Without a letter of introduction and without documents, who knows what you do?" The sentry raised his face and said, "This is a military stronghold, so go away." ”
Xiu Cai met the soldiers, and it was not clear what was reasonable. When the commander encounters a soldier who does not know each other, he will not let him in. Luo Ronghuan was in a dilemma. Su Jing was a little annoyed, couldn't help but raise her voice, and said solemnly to the sentries:
"Comrade! We have just crossed the sea from Shandong, we still have troops at the railway station, you don't believe you can send someone to see. He is indeed Commander Luo of the Shandong Military Region, I am the Minister of Defense, we have important official affairs, we want to see your brigade commander, see you Commander Zeng Kelin, you will not let you in, you are responsible for delaying official affairs! ”
Luo Ronghuan said gently, "Please give me a briefing, your chief knows who I am." ”
The older sentry saw that the gang was not small, and there were two guards carrying box guns, although they had never seen Zeng Klingke had heard of this name, and knew that it was the brigade commander's superior. Wonder if they may really be high-ranking officials from Shandong, otherwise how can they recognize Commander Zeng? So he turned to Luo Ronghuan and said:
"Please wait, I'll go in and make a report."
After half a day, he came out, said "please come in" to Luo Ronghuan, led them into a simple small reception room, politely invited them to sit down, poured five cups of boiled water, turned and walked out the door.
Luo Ronghuan sat on the hard bench with Su Jing and He Jingzhi. The two guards stood in the doorway and kept looking out, thinking that the brigade commander's shelf was too big, and since he invited the chief to come in, it was too bad to let the chief wait like this. Luo Ronghuan had a generous heart and did not care.
At this time, a young officer appeared at the door, but he was twenty-four or five years old, with the eight boxes of the Japanese king hanging on the yellow belt around his waist, and after entering the door, he looked at the guests one by one and sat down in a big way.
"Are you the brigade commander here?" He Jingzhi was anxious and asked him first.
He didn't reply and asked, "Which of you is the commander from Shandong?"
Luo Ronghuan replied, "I am." ”
Su Jing introduced: "He is the commander of the Shandong Military Region, Comrade Luo Ronghuan. ”
The other party looked at Luo Ronghuan carefully, and after a while, shook his head and said, "Luo Ronghuan? Never heard of it. ”
He Jingzhi asked unhappily, "You don't even know the name of the commander of the Shandong Military Region?" He is now the political commissar of the Northeast Autonomous Army, and you don't know?"
"You come in plain clothes and you don't have a letter of introduction, how can I believe it?"
Luo Ronghuan listened to him speak Northeastern dialect and asked him bluntly, "You are not the brigade commander here, are you?"
"My name is Staff Officer Zhang." He replied.
"What about your brigade commander?" Luo Ronghuan asked.
"He wasn't home, he went out."
"When are you coming back?"
"I can't say for sure."
"Where does your Commander Zeng klin live?"
"I heard it's in Shenyang."
"Can you talk to him on the phone?"
"The phone line is not working."
"Can you give your brigade commander a call?"
"I don't know where he went, maybe he got off the troops, the troops are scattered, the lines are not clear, why are the phones calling?"
"Is your commissar at home?"
"Our brigade does not have a political commissar."
"What about the director of the political department?"
"There's a political department, and the director hasn't been sent to the top."
At this point, Luo Ronghuan had to patiently explain to him: "Comrade Zhang, I am indeed the commander of the Shandong Military Region, and I am now ordered to be transferred to the northeast to serve as the political commissar of the Autonomous Army. We crossed the sea by small steamboat from Shandong, afraid that if we encounter trouble with a US warship at sea, all the personnel of the organs would change into plain clothes.
Staff Sergeant Zhang was still half-convinced and asked, "What's the matter with you looking for our brigade commander?"
Luo Ronghuan said: "I wanted to talk to him about the situation in the northeast, but since he is not there, this is it." Now I would like to ask you to help solve two things; one is that we have dozens of comrades to help us find a place to live; the other is that the railway to Shenyang is not working, please help us find two cars, and we will rush to Shenyang. ”
As a result, he led Luo Ronghuan and others into several Japanese bungalows and called the people at the train station.
Luo Ronghuan and the others slept comfortably for the night. The next morning, He Jingzhi ran to the brigade headquarters with a guard. Staff Officer Zhang said the brigade commander had not returned. He Jingzhi asked him to solve the car problem. He said he couldn't solve the car problem, several of which were broken and there was no gas. The brigade headquarters had only one charcoal-burning car, pulled something around the city, and often broke down and couldn't run long distances. Then he called everywhere and didn't find the car.
Luo Ronghuan was very anxious, so he prepared to hire a few mule and horse carts, pull the mother-in-law dolls and other family members, and march on foot to Shenyang. But when I inquired, there were bandits and Japanese scattered soldiers everywhere, and the march on foot was too risky, so I had to dispel this idea.
On the morning of the third day, the brigade commander finally returned, and when he heard that it was the political commissar of the Northeast Autonomous Army and the commander of the Shandong Military Region, he was so surprised that he could not close his mouth: "I have never heard of such a big official!" "Immediately invite Luo Ronghuan to the headquarters." Luo Ronghuan came to the headquarters with Su Jing and the guards, only to learn that the brigade commander was newly promoted, and he did not recognize Luo Ronghuan, so he sat for a while, and he led Luo Ronghuan and others to the residence of Tang Kai, the political commissar of the Sixteenth Sub-district of Jidong.
Tang Kai was originally a cadre of the Red Fourth Front, and he had never seen Luo Ronghuan in the past, but he knew Luo Ronghuan's name, so he warmly entertained Luo Ronghuan and others and reported to him on the situation of the troops. It turned out that after the Eighth Route Army entered the customs, workers, peasants, miners, craftsmen, and even some green forest armed forces in various places joined the Eighth Route Army one after another, the team developed rapidly, cadres and their scarcity, this brigade commander was promoted from the company commander, no wonder he did not know Luo Ronghuan's name and identity.
With the help of Tang Kai, the next day, Luo Ronghuan and others got into a car and went to Shenyang.