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

Shen Honglie understood instantly that Leng Qiang wanted him to attack! This was a regiment of the Japanese army! Three thousand people, and he only had one thousand people. Could it work? However, the violent explosion outside the city made Shen Honglie understand that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Shen Honglie still stood on the roof, but he straightened his waist and shouted loudly:

"Order".

Several signalmen quickly left the room to prepare for recording.

"Order the first battalion, together with the third battalion which has just arrived, to keep an eye on the movements of the Japanese army. Once the Japanese army retreats, immediately catch up and stick to them."

"Order the two artillery platoons and all the mortars to go up to the city wall and indiscriminately bomb the Japanese troops below."

"The second company of the first battalion went out of the east of the city, encircled the south gate, and launched an attack from the east side of the Japanese army."

"The third company of the second battalion went out of the city to the west and detoured to the south gate, launching an attack from the west side of the Japanese army."

"Tell the three company commanders of the second battalion to make a roundabout move and do it quickly."

Jie Chuanxiong was lying in a dry ditch, with several guards on top of him, with a dejected look on his face. He still hadn't figured out why the two artillery squads had rebelled. Listening to the continued explosions outside, Jie Chuanxiong realized that Mengyin could not be attacked.

When the shelling stopped, there was a tragic scene inside and outside the city gate. Jie Chuanxiong ordered the troops in the city to withdraw immediately, pack up everything, and return to Pingyi City. He wanted to ask the two team leaders in person what they were thinking, and he didn't mind chopping off their heads with his command knife.

Before the team assembled, shouts of killing were heard from the squadron in the city. Only a few dozen Japanese soldiers withdrew without caring about the wounded. The defenders in the city also rushed out and pursued and destroyed the retreating troops.

Jie Chuanxiong hurriedly ordered his troops to defend. Although the team suffered heavy losses and had no trenches to rely on, the Kuomintang troops that rushed out also had no support.

After a panic, both sides lay on the ground, using the Japanese corpses as cover, and began shooting at each other.

Two artillery platoons went up on the city wall, and eighteen mortars were arranged in a row, starting a frenzied bombing of the Japanese positions.

When the Japanese army attacked just now, the two artillery platoons could only hide at the back, thinking only of hitting the Japanese a few times at the critical moment, and dared not expose their positions at will.

It was so cool now. The Japanese army had no artillery, and the artillerymen were hiding behind the parapet and firing. The light and heavy machine guns posed no threat to the artillerymen at all, and all the shells were fired. The two platoon leaders observed the Japanese positions from a mute angle, and when they saw the light and heavy machine guns, they gave orders to adjust the shooting angle at any time.

After several minutes of saturation strikes and then targeted clearing of heavy firepower, Jiechuanxiong was about to collapse. He was like a tiger in a plain, being bullied by a dog. When had the Imperial Japanese Army ever been suppressed by more than a dozen mortars? He could not hesitate any longer and ordered the troops to gather the wounded and retreat quickly.

The two battalions of the National Army were still fighting hard. You retreated a step, I followed, you lay down and fired back, I also lay down and fired back. Every step the Japanese army took back was very difficult.

Jie Chuanxiong looked disheartened:

"Orders, Abu Squadron and Liangji Squadron block the attack, and the rest of the troops retreat immediately."

The two remaining squadrons blocked the Nationalist army and had already left the city gate. The mortars on the opposite side were no longer as accurate.

Suddenly, shouts and screams were heard from both sides. The three flanking companies of the Second Battalion arrived at the same time and launched an attack on the Japanese army's flank.

When the two attack battalions under the city heard that reinforcements were coming, they stopped lying down and firing, and launched a charge at the remaining Japanese troops.

The Japanese army retreated on all fronts and could no longer fight. They had lost their artillery pieces and most of their light and heavy machine guns had been destroyed. The death toll was not high, but there were too many wounded. One wounded soldier needed two Japanese soldiers to support him, and the retreat speed could not be increased at all.

After losing all their weapons and armor along the way, the Jiechuan Regiment finally retreated to the mountain pass.

Jie Chuanxiong personally led a squadron and was determined to capture the two artillery squads first, and take back the mountain cannons and trucks to stop the pursuit of the Kuomintang army and retreat with the wounded.

"All, all, all, all!"

"Puff, pinch, pinch, pinch!"

The mortars and Type 92 heavy machine guns of the Yimeng guerrillas opened fire. The Japanese were still 500 meters away. Chen Feng gave the order to attack. Four mortars and two Type 92 heavy machine guns completely blocked the Japanese army's retreat route.

The team members on the high ground on both sides did not open fire, but seven or eight Type 99 light rifles and more than thirty submachine guns were also aimed at the road.

Jie Chuanxiong looked at the ambush team in front of him through the telescope. He knew very well that he had been tricked. The road ahead was completely blocked, and the pursuers behind were biting him closely. He could not go back to Pingyi City.

Jiechuanxiong looked at the artillery positions in the south unwillingly and ordered the wounded to stay behind to block the attack, while the remaining troops broke out to the west.

Hundreds of wounded soldiers stayed behind with despair on their faces, watching the team entering the mountains, then looking at the blockade position in the south, and then looking back at the pursuers in the north. They realized that the regiment commander had given up on them. The despair of the group of Japanese wounded soldiers instead aroused their ferocity, and they launched an attack on the pursuing Nationalist army despite the double attack of heavy machine guns and mortars from the southern position.

The three battalion commanders watched the Japanese troops fleeing into the mountains and realized that they could no longer pursue them as the loss would outweigh the gain. However, they showed no mercy to the hundreds of wounded soldiers in front of them. The three battalions dodged the shooting and surrounded the position of the Japanese wounded soldiers.

Seeing the Nationalist troops approaching, Chen Feng ordered his troops to stop firing. The heavy machine guns had too long a range and it would be bad if they hit their own people.

The three battalions were all former members of the Marine Corps. They hated the Japanese so much that they threw a round of grenades into the area regardless of whether they surrendered or not. Hundreds of grenades were thrown into the small defensive positions. Almost all the wounded soldiers were killed, and the rest were blown to pieces.

The Kuomintang soldiers were shooting and stabbing with bayonets at the same time, perhaps to save bullets. When the Japanese pretending to be dead detonated a grenade, killing several soldiers, the Kuomintang soldiers became furious and fired a few more shots without caring whether they were dead or alive.

There were a few wounded soldiers pretending to be dead. Seeing that there was no hope, they pulled out the grenade, knocked it against their heads, covered their chests with the grenade, and shouted loudly:

"Board cutting"!

Boom, boom, boom, with a few explosions, all the wounded soldiers were wiped out.

Ordering the troops to clean up the battlefield, the three battalion commanders walked towards the blocking position in the south.

Chen Feng ordered the team members to load the mountain artillery onto the truck and went forward himself.

The three of them stopped at about seven or eight meters away from Chen Feng, stood at attention and saluted:

"Commander Wen Tianhu of the First Battalion of the New Fourth Division's Marine Regiment, (Commander Shen Zizhong of the Second Battalion), (Commander Qu Zexin of the Third Battalion) salute the Black Eagle leader."

"You are welcome, sirs. You are all heroes who fought against the Japanese invaders. I have admired you for a long time."

Chen Feng looked at the three battalion commanders with shining eyes. They were all heroes! To be honest, it was a pity to follow Shen Honglie.

Wen Tianhu said modestly:

"I am unworthy of being called a superior by the boss. Thank you so much to the boss and the brothers in the mountains this time. Without you seizing and controlling the mountain artillery positions, Mengyin City would not have been able to hold out until the afternoon."

Chen Feng invited the three to sit down by the roadside. They watched the positions on the north and south sides cleaning up the battlefield. The four of them were in a good mood. A regiment had nearly 3,000 soldiers, but only 400 to 500 of them ran away. This could be considered a great victory. Chen Feng asked the three to tell Shen Honglie:

"Please tell Commander Shen that the defense of Mengshan has not been arranged yet, and please do not mention the name of the Yimeng Guerrillas in the battle report."

The three of them looked grateful, as if they wanted to give all the great credit to themselves!