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

Jie Chuanxiong was in disbelief. The delicate woman in front of him turned out to be a member of the famous Sakura Society, and was sent by Commander Bin Shanyuan himself. After confirming her identity, he did not dare to hesitate and expressed that he would fully cooperate with Zhang Cuihua's actions.

When Yang Qingfeng led his team to the armory, the Japanese army had already moved most of the munitions, leaving only a hundred or so rifles and some grenades and bullet boxes.

Yang Qingfeng looked at the guards at the door with some confusion. Three people? Where was the agreed squad? Hearing the screams of women and the obscene voices of the devils coming from inside, he realized that they were harming the people again.

Yang Qingfeng ordered a charge, and a platoon of soldiers quickly left the street and rushed towards the Japanese in the armory.

"Enemy attack"!

Three Japanese soldiers discovered the guerrillas and instantly adjusted the direction of their machine guns. The Type 92 opened fire, and several guerrilla soldiers fell.

"Grenade".

The guerrillas in front quickly took out their grenades and threw them out.

boom! boom! boom!

After several explosions, the three Japanese soldiers met their death, and Yang Qingfeng ordered them to continue the charge.

The Japanese soldiers in the house heard the noise and didn't care about ruining the beautiful girl. They picked up their Type 38 rifles and started shooting using the door as support.

The Japanese were very accurate with their guns. After a burst of gunfire, several more team members fell down. Seeing that the team members in front of them had taken out grenades again, Yang Qingfeng hurriedly ordered:

"You can't blow it up. There are ammunition inside. Use guns to shoot."

The two sides started shooting at each other. The Japanese were very cunning. They pulled out boxes of bullets to use as cover. After several of their companions were killed, the remaining four Japanese formed a group of two, dodging bullets and controlling the square in front of the warehouse with accurate shooting. Yang Qingfeng was extremely anxious. The Japanese reinforcements could arrive at any time. Let's fight:

"Comrades, it's too late, charge forward."

After saying that, he rushed out first. His figure was erratic and his steps were strange. The Japanese bullets seemed to be avoiding Yang Qingfeng. Just when he was about to rush to the door, the sound of a pistol suddenly came from the warehouse.

Yang Qingfeng was surprised to find that several Japanese soldiers were shot, but two of them were not dead yet. He turned his head and looked inside the warehouse with a shocked expression on his face.

'Stop shooting'

Yang Qingfeng rushed into the warehouse first, and was shocked by the situation inside.

A pretty girl, her shirt torn open, her pants hanging below her knees, blood flowing down her legs, was pointing a southern pistol at herself, shouting heartbreakingly:

"Don't come over here, you heartless beasts. I will never let you go even if I die."

Yang Qingfeng turned his head to the side and heard footsteps behind him:

"Don't look."

He turned around and shouted anxiously:

"Girl, don't get me wrong, we are guerrillas, specializing in fighting the Japanese. Put down your gun first, the Japanese are all dead."

Zhang Cuihua threw away the gun in dismay after hearing this:

"Guerrillas - Fight the Japs"

"Girl, put on your clothes quickly. The Japanese reinforcements will arrive soon and we need to evacuate with our weapons."

Zhang Cuihua straightened her clothes, squatted on the ground and began to sob.

Yang Qingfeng immediately ordered:

"Hurry, take the machine gun first, then the grenades, replace all the guns with Type 38 rifles, and evacuate in three minutes."

"Girl, don't cry yet. The Japanese will be here soon. Follow us and evacuate first. Make plans after you leave the city"!

Yang Qingfeng was holding the girl's arm and had just left the warehouse when a shout came from the east:

"Hayaku, Hayaku!"

"Miss, I'm sorry."

Yang Qingfeng carried Zhang Cuihua on his back and said, "Hurry, throw away the heavy machine gun, and retreat quickly."

The Japs were chasing them closely, but their marksmanship was not very good at night and none of the 18 surviving soldiers were hit.

After all, they left the city and escaped from the pursuit of the devils. Yang Qingfeng was so tired that he was out of breath. He put the girl down on his back:

"Girl, where are you from? If it's on our way, we'll take you home first. If it's not on our way, we'll find a fellow villager's house for you and you can hide there first and go back after daybreak."

Zhang Cuihua was still crying, with a look of despair on her face:

"Why did you want to save me? Wouldn't it be better to let me die there? I came here to look for my relatives, but I didn't find them and I was captured by the Japanese. How can I go home?"

The soldiers gnashed their teeth in hatred and felt very sympathetic towards this unknown girl. Yang Qingfeng continued to persuade:

"Girl, don't be sad. Just think of it as being bitten by a dog. We will avenge you. By the way, didn't you kill four Japanese soldiers? Who taught you to shoot?"

Zhang Cuihua showed a sad expression again:

"My brother was a member of the Northeast Army. Later he was captured. The Japanese knew that my brother was a member of the Northeast Army and killed my whole family. I escaped by hiding in a cellar. I had been planning to come to my hometown in Shandong to live with my relatives, but my relatives had moved away."

Then he started to cry again:

"Brother, thank you for saving me. Can I follow you to fight the Japanese? Don't worry, I can shoot."

Yang Qingfeng was in a dilemma. There were still eighteen people in the team. They were short of people, but he didn't want to take in a woman. It would be too much trouble.

Seeing the captain's unhappy look, Zhang Cuihua rushed over to grab Yang Qingfeng's pistol:

"I know you despise me and look down on me, so just let me die. I am too embarrassed to see anyone anyway."

"Girl, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, let me think about it."

Zhang Cuihua continued to squat on the ground and sobbed. She looked very pitiful. Several guerrillas expressed their opinions:

"Captain, please stay! It's so pitiful."

"Yes, Captain, if she can't stand the hardship, we can find her to settle down in a fellow villager's home"!

Yang Qingfeng gritted his teeth:

"Girl, you can join us, but you must obey orders, observe discipline, and always consider the masses. You must not only fight against the Japanese invaders, but also protect the masses. In addition, our conditions are very difficult, and we often have no food to eat. Once you join the team, you are no longer an ordinary person. You must put the great revolutionary cause first. Can you do it?"

Zhang Cuihua was a little confused. How could this be related to the mass revolution? Shouldn't we go to the mountains to enjoy the wine and meat? But she still promised seriously:

"Brother, Zhang Cuihua must obey orders, protect the people and fight the Japanese."

The team marched westward for several hundred meters, avoided Pingyi City, and began to evacuate to the south.

Zhang Cuihua tried hard to keep up with the team and showed her strength. Not only did she not need help from others, she also asked the team member who was carrying the boxes to take down his gun and she carried it.

After walking for an hour, Zhang Cuihua realized something was wrong. Shouldn't Mengshan be located northeast of Pingyi? Why was the team heading south? Weren't they the Yimeng guerrillas from Mengshan? Zhang Cuihua walked to the leader:

"Brother, where are we going? How far is it?"

Seeing the leader was a little surprised, Zhang Cuihua hurriedly explained:

"I~, I feel a little unwell and can't walk anymore."

Yang Qingfeng ordered the team to stop advancing and looked at Zhang Cuihua with a smile:

"Comrade Zhang Cuihua, don't call me big brother, just call me captain. We are going to Nishan, which is the base of our Lunan detachment."