I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

The Japanese army's intelligence was hidden too well. If the National Army had not made a sudden decision to go to Lincheng to get some arms tonight and accidentally heard the conversation between the two majors, the National Army would have been completely unprepared. When the poison gas bombs arrived, there were heavy casualties on all fronts, and they were unable to stop the Japs' attacks and breakthroughs. A total rout was very likely.

The commandos all ran back, and Chen Feng looked at them seriously. Although they didn't know what had happened, they felt that something big must have happened. The captain's expression had never been so heavy.

Just now, Chen Feng made a decision to retaliate and deter. It was too late to deal with the artillery positions now, and there was no chance anyway. The Japanese were planning to use poison gas bombs across the board. Even if he destroyed an artillery position regardless of the loss, it would not change the situation of the battle.

Chen Feng planned to go north. He had threatened Terauchi Juichi in a coded telegram before, but it was purely a verbal threat at that time. It was time to give them a little shock, otherwise he would be unworthy of his identity as an instructor of the Longyan Special Forces.

Order:

The team members stood up straight and looked at the captain excitedly. Is it finally time to take action?

"From now on, I will temporarily leave the Lone Wolf Commando. Wang Hanqiang and Wu Tianxiang will serve as the two deputy captains of the Lone Wolf Team. Starting tomorrow night, we will divide into two teams to harass the Sakagami Division and the Washizu Division. No matter what method we use, we must let them know that it was the Lone Wolf Commando that took action. I don't want any military achievements, I only ask you to protect yourselves and remember not to enter the Kuomintang's line."

The eight team members were a little nervous. Why did the captain's words sound like he was arranging funeral affairs? Chen Feng then pretended to be relaxed and said:

"I have an important task that I must complete alone. Don't worry, it's not dangerous and it will take about ten days. When I'm away, I only have one request for you: protect yourselves."

"Okay, time is urgent, I have to leave, take care everyone."

Chen Feng set off with his 98k. After a few takeoffs and landings, his figure disappeared. After a long period of silence, Liu Caiyun suddenly sobbed. No one tried to persuade her. They all understood that the captain might be in danger of death. They all hated their own incompetence. They didn't know what mission the captain was carrying out, and they didn't even have the qualifications to accompany the captain on guard.

When the day broke, the commandos finished their breakfast and did not go to rest. Instead, they started training spontaneously. No matter what, they had to improve their own strength to keep up with the captain's pace.

When the Japanese bombing squadron arrived, Chen Feng had already jumped onto a train to Jinan from the north of Teng County and was now sleeping in a secret passage on the top of the carriage. After not getting any rest for a whole night and rushing from Lincheng to Heifeng Mountain and from Heifeng Mountain to the north of Teng County, even Chen Feng could not bear it.

After the bombing, the Japanese army began shelling, and the National Army was on high alert. According to past experience, the Japanese army would not use their poison gas bombs right away, but would most likely use them during the intervals of the first wave of assault.

The Kuomintang soldiers had towels tied around their necks and water bottles hanging around their waists. They didn't have many gas masks, and those that did were only enough for machine gunners.

The first wave of Japanese attack was a bit disorganized. The frontline commander had received the news long ago and easily saw the Japs' intentions. He also observed that the troops coming out of the Japs' barracks were already wearing masks. Seeing that the first wave of Japs were about to retreat, he hurriedly ordered the guards to blow the whistle. For a while, the whistles on the position were squeaking, and the national army quickly evacuated along the communication trench, leaving only the masked machine gunner.

The Japanese opened fire. There were military reporters on every position, holding their cameras ready. The shells did not explode, but began to emit green smoke when they landed on the position. The smoke grew thicker and thicker, and the entire position was covered in thick smoke. The reporters took pictures wearing masks and quickly evacuated the position.

Through the thick smoke, the machine gunner saw the masked Japanese soldiers striding forward with bayonets raised. They had already passed the 200-meter line. Light and heavy machine guns opened fire at the same time. The Japanese were obviously surprised and suffered heavy casualties instantly. The commanding lieutenant pointed his knife forward and the Japanese launched a charge.

At a distance of 200 to 100 meters, the Japanese suffered heavy casualties. When the Japanese crossed the 100-meter line, the machine gunners lifted the Maxim, picked up the Czech rifle and retreated quickly, lighting the fuse at the same time.

The Japanese finally rushed to the position. Their mission was to rush into the trenches, stabbing anyone they saw, regardless of whether they were alive or dead. But when they entered the trenches, they were stunned. There was no one there, only countless fuses burning. The Japanese commander shouted anxiously:

"Lie down."

Because of the masks, their sounds could not be heard at all. A line of smoke and dust rose from the first trench, stretching for more than ten miles. Explosions roared, and countless Japanese soldiers who came up were killed. Many of those who were not dead had their gas masks washed away by the shock wave, and lay on the battlefield wailing in pain.

The battlefield became a hell. Countless nationalist troops hid on the second line and trembled in fear. They had an in-depth fear of poison gas bombs. Some veterans had experienced poison gas bomb attacks, and some recruits had heard countless legends about poison gas bombs even if they had never faced them directly.

The first position could not be defended because there were not enough gas masks. The third position had also begun to be dug. There was no other way but to prevent the Japanese from continuing to attack with poison gas bombs.

The commanders of the frontline troops were all boosting morale:

"Brothers, we just escaped a disaster. Do you know where the news came from?"

The officers and soldiers shook their heads with lingering fear, but when they heard the regiment commander mention the source of the news, it still attracted everyone's attention.

"To tell you the truth, this news was obtained by the Lone Wolf Commando last night at the risk of their lives. I just want to ask you, did you die once just now?"

The team's morale gradually rose. Yes! People who have died once are still trembling here. It's really shameful. They answered in unison:

"Yes".

The leader shouted loudly:

"You're all men who have died once, so don't be like women. Cheer up, reinforce the trenches first, and when the Japanese come up, beat them to death. Do you understand?"

All the soldiers shouted:

"understand".

After the shouting, they took action immediately. Some were on guard, some were reinforcing the trenches, and the position gradually became busy.

At this moment, because of their superiors’ encouragement, countless officers and soldiers knew that the news came from the Lone Wolf Commando. What a life-saving grace!

Many veterans would rather be blown into pieces by artillery shells than lie in agony on the battlefield after being poisoned. They had seen countless poisoned soldiers tearing open their necks or chests because they couldn't breathe. There were also poisoned soldiers with festering all over their bodies, with their flesh clawed down in handfuls. The sight was horrible, even scarier than hell. The more so, the more grateful they were to the Lone Wolf Commandos and Cold Gun.

Except for the Sichuan Army, if the National Army in Taierzhuang only had admiration for the Lone Wolf Commando before, now the Lone Wolf Commando has unconsciously risen to the level of a patron saint in their hearts.