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

When the team returned to Lincheng, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. Although they had eliminated more than 30 food-grabbing teams, the team members were all in low spirits. They had witnessed too many cruel scenes in just one day.

They all faced death in the defense of Teng County. At that time, when the two armies were fighting, they did not feel too depressed. Now, seeing that those who died tragically were innocent civilians, the team members were all filled with righteous indignation, and their hatred for the Japs reached the extreme.

During the ambush in the afternoon, every team member seemed to have endless anger in their hearts. After the battle, when they saw the Japanese or puppet soldiers who were not dead yet, they shot them in the head without any hesitation.

Liu Caiyun was changing the gauze for Li Ergou. When she heard the team that had gone out exchange secret signals and came back, she asked without turning her head:

"How is it? Did the villagers suffer heavy losses?"

Chen Feng was in a hurry to fiddle with the radio, while Heiwa and Liu Caiyun recounted the day's battle in detail.

Li Ergou hated the Japanese the most. He was furious when he heard Heiwa's introduction, but he looked a little dejected as he looked at his injured thigh. He didn't know how long it would take before he could fight the Japanese again.

At eight o'clock, Chen Feng started to send a message. He knew that the Japanese had stopped attacking in the past few days. After he came back, except for sending a plain text telegram, he did not take the initiative to contact Li Yunyan.

Today's situation is very unusual. The Japanese haven't taken Taierzhuang yet, but they are actually sending troops to steal food. There must be something wrong.

More than 20 minutes later, Li Yunyan called back, and Chen Feng finally understood the reason:

Within two or three days after Chen Feng sniped Terauchi Juichi, countless anti-Japanese organizations emerged. Teams of all sizes popped up like mushrooms after a rain and launched unprecedented large-scale attacks on the Japanese troops in the occupied areas, including many single-person operations.

Japanese military bases, Japanese military outposts, lone Japanese soldiers, even Japanese ronin and businessmen, as well as traitor maintenance associations, traitors' families, including railway hubs and along the highways, many of the devil's key departments and transportation routes were attacked to varying degrees.

Although the damage to a single team was not great, with dozens, hundreds or even thousands of teams attacking at the same time, the Jinpu Railway was paralyzed in just two days. The road was full of potholes, and the Japanese army's road transportation was also filling the potholes as they advanced.

Many teams and individuals are using the names of derivative teams of the Lone Wolf Commando, such as the Wild Wolf Commando, the Lone Wolf Commando Yellow River Squad, the Cold Gun Pistol Team, and the Wild Wolf King. Most of these names are just trying to ride on the popularity of the Lone Wolf Commando.

Chen Feng's eyes filled with tears as he read the telegram. He felt proud of himself for risking his life to kill Terauchi Juichi. The Chinese nation has never lacked heroes. They may be sinking into despair, but as long as the national consciousness in their hearts is awakened, they will burst out with endless power.

Chen Feng looked up at the endless starry sky. The twinkling stars seemed to be countless anti-Japanese troops who were fighting the Japanese invaders fearlessly in dangerous environments and under difficult conditions.

It has been more than half a year since he traveled back in time. Whether it was the annihilation of the Inamura Division in Teng County, the annihilation of the Doihara Division in the Taierzhuang Front, or even the sniper killing of Terauchi Juichi, Chen Feng did not feel much joy, because he knew that these would not hurt the Japanese.

However, the scenes revealed in the telegram truly made Chen Feng's heart burst with passion and his whole body was filled with fighting confidence. As long as the Chinese nation awakens, any invader will be turned into powder.

Seeing that the team members had started to eat, Chen Feng packed up the radio and started making pancakes. While rolling up the braised meat, he issued combat missions. The awakening of countless teams made Chen Feng understand that no matter how big or small the battle record was, even if it was just to entangle one Japanese soldier, it would be a help to the whole nation's war of resistance.

"After eating and taking a rest, the team will move out at 10:30. The bandages will be left behind to take care of the wounded, and the rest of you will take weapons and equipment to explore Lincheng again. We must try our best to kill the Japanese and puppet troops in Lincheng tonight so that they cannot leave Lincheng tomorrow."

After hearing the mission, the team members were very excited. They didn't know that many teams behind enemy lines had already emerged. However, the tragic scenes in the village during the day were still vivid in their minds. Everyone's hatred for the Japs had reached its peak. When they heard that they were to kill as many as possible and knew that they might not have to act sneakily, they just wanted to kill to their heart's content.

At twelve o'clock in the night, the commandos successfully climbed into Lincheng. Li Ergou was not there. Except for Chen Feng who had a 98k, the other team members were equipped with submachine guns and box guns.

The team quickly rushed to the railway station. Lincheng's defense was tightened. Dozens of grain-collecting teams did not return during the day. The highest commander of the Japanese garrison in Lincheng immediately declared martial law. While contacting the Washizu Division for reinforcement, he ordered the team to be on alert quickly. They must be well prepared to ensure the safety of Lincheng.

Lincheng only has two infantry squadrons and a puppet army battalion, with a force of less than a thousand. Six hundred people went out today, and only more than two hundred came back. The highest commander of the Japanese army ordered all the Imperial Army to defend the main streets. The Japanese troops were hiding in the station warehouse, sleeping in their clothes, ready to go into battle at any time.

The Lone Wolf Commando avoided the street intersection where the puppet troops were stationed and moved towards the train station.

The train station was also heavily guarded, with two Type 92 heavy machine guns blocking the main entrance. The building next to the station that I saw last time has been completed. It is a bunker more than ten meters high, with dark openings around it emitting a cold atmosphere.

Chen Feng arranged the combat missions based on the street terrain and defensive firepower:

Chen Feng took Wu Tianxiang and Lu Feihu to take down the bunker, and the rest of them ambushed near the heavy machine gun position at the street corner. When there was any movement from the bunker, they immediately took down the machine gun position, one gun went outward to intercept the puppet army, and the other went inside to deal with the Japanese. If there was a chance, they would strip off the Japanese's clothes and put them on. If there was no time, they would take on the Japanese's helmets. Together with the bunker's firing point, they blocked the entire train station.

After arranging the task, Chen Feng and the other two left the street and made a big circle before approaching the Japanese bunker. Although there were many lights at the train station, the bunker was hidden in darkness. This kind of light should be more conducive to the observation of the Japanese troops inside.

Chen Feng handed the rifle to Wu Tianxiang and asked Wu Tianxiang to provide cover. As long as the Japanese showed up and discovered him, he must shoot immediately. He rolled forward with only a box gun and moved quickly in the shadows. The Japanese were not afraid of anyone coming to blow them up. The blue brick and concrete bunker could not be blown up without dozens of kilograms of explosives.

Chen Feng did not do anything on the door. As long as the Japanese were not stupid, they would definitely seal the door. He hid himself in the shadow, took off his shoes, and only wore thick socks. He climbed up with his fingers on the gaps in the blue bricks. This was a great test of arm strength and body coordination. Wu Tianxiang and Lu Feihu were staring at Chen Feng's shadow in secret. Wu Tianxiang's 98k was always aimed at the observation port closest to Chen Feng, and he was very worried.

After climbing to the observation post, Chen Feng moved his body sideways. He could hear the voices of the Japanese soldiers talking at the observation post. They should be staring at the train station outside.

Chen Feng didn't dare to make any sound, for if the Japanese heard him, they would immediately find someone climbing if they stuck their head out.

After dodging two observation ports, in five minutes, he was only a head's distance from the top floor of the bunker. Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. The noise of stepping on the bricks just now was a little loud, and he was really afraid of alarming the Japanese at the observation port. Fortunately, the two Japanese were talking about some obscene topics and didn't notice the movement outside at all.

There were also people on the rooftop. From the sound of only one breathing, Chen Feng put his worries aside. Just as he thought, there must be a passage on the rooftop leading to the inside of the bunker.

Listening to the breathing position of the people on the bunker, Chen Feng judged that the person on the opposite side should have his back to him and was on guard in the direction of the station. He no longer hesitated. He held the top edge of the bunker with both hands, exerted force with his arms, and rose quickly like a light swallow. The Japanese guard was indeed facing away from him, but he was not looking in the direction of the station, but staring at the starry sky in the east. Chen Feng complained in his heart while in the air, is this bastard missing home?

There was some noise when it landed. The Japanese soldier just turned around to check, and when his head was half turned, there was a cracking sound from his neck. The pig's head looked at Chen Feng behind him at a strange angle.