Greg took this picture in 1950. After seven years of various battles and just ushered in a peaceful day, the war of resistance against US aggression and aid Korea broke out. Greg was the first to sign up to donate his beloved horse in the army. Unfortunately, he and the horse on the battlefield did not leave a photo.
I am the first to donate horses to resist US aggression and aid Korea!
October 1, 1954, the fifth anniversary of the founding of new China. The 27 year old Greg was one of the cavalry parades that passed through Tiananmen Square to be inspected by Party and state leaders. Grieg has been holding the reins tightly on the army horse for 66 years with sweat on his hands.
Greg: what else? Excited hands are shivering, this life also did not think of ah.
Greg: Mongolian children love horses best. Mongolian children love to play with horses.
Reporter: you feed good fodder to the horse, so the horse knows that you are very good to it.
Greg: Yes. What do you eat here, it will come here, hum, give it a, it will lick and go.
Daughter: sometimes you eat for the horse, dont you?
Greg: eat! As soon as I see you, I scream and roar. The horse doesnt talk
Reporter: it can understand what you mean.
Greg: Yes, I ride from northeast to northwest. My horse is not tired.
In 1955, to commemorate the first set of military ranks officially implemented by the peoples Republic of China, Greg specially wore military uniform and took photos
At the beginning of the war of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea, the equipment of the volunteer army was still millet plus rifles, and heavy guns and logistics materials needed to be carried by military horses.
In 1951, Premier Zhou Enlai asked Ulan Fu, commander and political commissar of the Inner Mongolia Military Region, whether we could buy a batch of military horses from Inner Mongolia for the volunteers in the Korean battlefield? Ulan Fu replied: we must support and send a batch of experienced horses from Inner Mongolia cavalry troops. Gregs horses were the first.
Greg: I was the first to support and donate horses to resist US aggression and aid Korea. Dont mention donating horses. If you need me, Ill go too!
Reporter: lets donate horses, lets go, well go, too?
Greg: Yes! Im the 15th regiment of the 5th division of Inner Mongolia cavalry. Im the commander of a white horse company. After the discussion of the Inner Mongolia Military Region, the white horse company of the three detachment first resisted U.S. aggression and aid Korea. This horse is white or green. It has been riding for several years.
Send the white horse to the battlefield in person
Fighting together and dying for a lifetime, the horse for Greg, is an indestructible armor, is the friendship of life. When there was not enough to eat, Greg would always save a bun, hold it in the palm of his hand, and then carefully feed it to the horse. Watching it eat, he was also happy when he was hungry. In the days of marching and fighting, people often have no fixed place to stay. When people lie down on the spot at night, horses lie down beside them. Now, Greg had to iron his heart and separate from his beloved horse.
Greg: the whole regiment did a training. The commander of the regiment commanded the red flag and the white flag. When the red flag and white flag were pulled, seven or eight hundred horses fell down and got up as soon as they were told to get up. Its been a week since Hohhot went out to Dandong. Ive been there for more than a week. Its been a month since we sent them to the Korean army and the volunteers.
Reporter: does it take a month to deliver it?
Greg: Yes, its not that simple.
Greg gently put the reins in the volunteers hand, touched the horses head, patted the horses back, held the horse and said goodbye softly: old man, youre going to the battlefield again, Im going back to the grassland, so well say goodbye. As soon as he turned around, two lines of tears rolled down on his chest. Behind him came the sound of the white horse, which had never been heard before. Greg did not look back.
Greg: comrades in arms! Although it is an animal, it does not speak, but it understands. Think of it, I cry
Love green uniform in my life
The new problem is that the raw horse has not heard all kinds of instructions from the army, and has not heard the sound of guns from the sky. Everything must start from scratch. But the front line is in urgent need, and it can not be used for too long, which is a big challenge for the Inner Mongolia cavalry company. Greg is in the process of training raw horses, more and more serious injury. After more than 60 years, many scars are still visible.
Greg: take 1000 horses. You have to adjust them when you pull them back. Train horses all day, wear bridles and bridles. My horse and I fell into a big pit. My nose was broken, and my eyebrow bone on my left was broken
Reporter: I think you are wearing the clothes of the army?
Greg: I was trained from the army, Communists. Its comfortable to wear. I dont like other clothes.
Reporter: how old is this dress?
Daughter: twenty or thirty years.
Reporter: reluctant to throw it away?
Greg: I cant throw it away. Im used to it. Dead, Im wearing this dress, OK.
Meeting in dream
Tens of thousands of trained military horses were sent to the Korean battlefield in batches. Greg and his comrades in arms also heard the good news from the battlefield. Until July 1953, the victory of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea ended. Greg did not wait for his favorite white horse, but white horse often met him in his dreams.
Reporter: after the war of resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, did you inquire about your horses?
Greg: they didnt come back. They were all killed. The plane, you know, has been booming, American aircraft. White horse, its a dream. I want to
Daughter: thats his comrade in arms.
The commemorative medallion of resisting U.S. aggression and aiding Korea
Greg old man interviewed by Feng Huiling, a reporter from CCTV Central Television (Photo by reporter Bao Yin)
During the two hours of the interview, old Greg always spoke like a bell, and his military nature turned into a matter of action. Pointing to his injuries, the old man laughed with ease. The pain he had suffered in the past had long been forgotten. The only white horse he loved was crying.
He has been dealing with horses for more than 20 years. He has been living and dying. No one can understand how much old Gregs feelings for white horses are. In his heart, white horse is a war horse, a partner and a comrade in arms. But when the country needed, he did not hesitate to choose to donate his favorite white horse. After war after war, he was willing to give everything for peace.
The interview lasted for two hours. Afraid that the old man was too tired, he once wanted him to have a little rest. He waved his hand and refused, you come all the way from Beijing. You cant run in vain, and you cant rest until you finish.. After the interview, we got up to say goodbye. The old man got up slowly, suddenly raised his right hand and paid a military salute, which made people cry in an instant.
Once a green uniform, a soldier all his life.
Gregs historical confession
Greg: our goal is to achieve no war, the people are safe and the people are good. What are we for? Our life is for the safety of the people, who is not happy? People are supreme, life is supreme. I live to serve the people and die to serve the people.