1963年11月18日早晨,白雾茫茫,细雨蒙蒙。在湖南省湘江东岸群山之间,满载旅客的282次列车由衡阳北上,风驰电掣地向前飞奔。列车鸣着长长的汽笛进入了两山狭谷中的一个急转弯,一队炮兵战士拉着驮炮的战马,正沿着铁路东侧走来。万万没有料到,一匹高大的驮着炮架的黑战马被霞耳发聩的汽笛声惊 November 18, 1963 morning, the white foggy, drizzle. Between the mountains on the east bank of the Xiangjiang River in Hunan Province, the 282-passenger train carrying passengers rushed forwards from Hengyang to the north. The train whistled long whistle into the sharp twists and turns of two mountain valleys, a team of artillery warriors pulled gun launchers horses, are coming along the east side of the railway. Unexpectedly, a tall, dark horse with a gun rack was shaken by the rustling of the whistle