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

When the Japanese skirmish line advanced to 200 meters, all firepower opened fire. This time it was the firepower from the three tunnels. There was no plan to hold back. Killing one more Japanese soldier now would save Shen Honglie some trouble.

Indirect fire artillery, light and heavy machine guns, and rifles opened fire at the same time, and the Japanese skirmishers began to fall in large numbers, but the Japanese troops behind and on the sides did not stop, shouting for courage, raising their guns and firing, while continuing to advance.

But such an advance seemed so pale and powerless in the face of light and heavy machine guns. The soldiers in the tunnel still did not show their heads, and the machine gunners in the bunker were not afraid of the Japanese shooting at all. There was only a gap for the machine guns, and they were firing from a downward direction, so the chance of hitting those inside was too small.

Forty minutes later, the mountain artillery began to fire sideways on the reverse slope. The terrain needed to be suitable. With Mengshan's high position, a side shot could solve the problem. Eight mountain artillery fired at the same time. While adjusting the firing parameters, they began to clear the scattered artillery positions of the Japanese army. There was no need to worry about the shells as there were plenty of them in the caves.

The Japanese army had no way to stop them. They could neither hit nor escape, so they could only temporarily abandon the mountain artillery and hide everywhere. After fighting for ten minutes, the sound of horse hooves came from the woods in the east. The artillery fire covered up the sound of the cavalry's hooves. By the time the Japanese army discovered the sudden appearance of the cavalry, it was too late to defend.

Pan Jinghu was horrified. The cavalry was gradually declining. That was because they were protected by machine gun positions. In order to reduce the burden, his troops did not bring a few heavy machine guns. The only machine guns were aimed at the defense of Mengshan. It was too late. Pan Jinghu ordered:

"Fire the signal flare, retreat, let the warriors on the mountain retreat immediately."

When the cavalry was more than 200 meters away from the artillery position, the mountain artillery on the mountain turned its muzzle to open up a skirmish line in the open area. The Japanese army, regardless of losses, had already crossed the 100-meter line. A signal flare was launched at the foot of the mountain. All the Japanese soldiers looked back and saw the signal to retreat as well as the densely packed cavalry. It was over. Not only could they not attack, but their home base was also robbed.

It was not easy for the remaining soldiers of the two battalions to turn around and retreat. The mountain artillery, infantry artillery and indirect fire artillery had already blocked their retreat routes. They could either charge at full speed or jump off a cliff. If all else failed, they could turn back and take the bullets. There were three options to choose from.

The cavalry regiment had already engaged the enemy. There was no suspense in the battle between more than a thousand cavalrymen and the artillery battalion and search team engineers that lacked heavy firepower. The scattered Type 38 rifles of the Japanese army were completely unable to stop the cavalry's charge. The cavalry regiment worked together as a team and penetrated the artillery positions, the wounded relief camp, the brigade headquarters, and the empty Japanese army camp. They quickly turned back to split and encircle the enemy. The Japanese could only wait for their fate of being beheaded.

Shen Honglie led the guard platoon and rushed straight to the Japanese command platform. Some guards had their necks slashed by the guard platoon. A commander in a major general's uniform drew his command knife and looked at Shen Honglie ferociously.

"Stop, don't shoot, I'm going to chop him to pieces."

"Commander, be careful!"

"Commander, why don't we capture him alive?"

"Bullshit, no Japanese are allowed to appear alive in front of this commander. Get out of here! I'm coming!"

The warhorse began to charge, Shen Honglie swung his long sword, and the two men met each other. Iwai Toranojiro wanted to cut off the horse's leg with one sword, but Shen Honglie deflected it. Then, with the force of the horse's charge, he slashed across the shoulder with his sword. A Japanese soldier's head and half of his shoulder flew up, flew seven or eight meters away, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Not only the guard platoon, but other officers and soldiers also cheered enthusiastically. The commander-in-chief chopped off the head of the Japanese officer with one knife, which boosted the morale.

Shen Honglie laughed loudly, and his expression suddenly changed:

"You are a bunch of bastards! Are you watching a civilized show? Hurry up and clean up the remaining enemies, rescue the wounded, and point all the machine guns at Mengshan. There are still retreating Japanese soldiers on there. Shoot as soon as they come down, and show no mercy. Whoever dares to capture prisoners, I will make him carry them back to Yishui."

The Japanese on the mountain were also frightened. They fought desperately to break through the blockade, leaving behind countless corpses. Only more than 300 of the more than 2,000 people came down. Just as they were chased down the hillside by artillery fire, the machine guns in their own position opened fire. There were three heavy machine guns, seven or eight Type 99 light machine guns, and more than ten Czech-style machine guns brought by Shen Honglie. Countless bullets poured into the remaining Japanese troops.

The Japanese gave up resistance:

"Cut the board! Cut the board! Cut the board!"

A few minutes later, the last few hundred Japanese soldiers were all dead, and the blood under their bodies began to overflow, slowly gathering into streams, nourishing the gentle slope.

Shen Honglie shouted loudly:

"Brothers! Is it enjoyable?"

"Enjoyable"!

"It's so addictive!"

"It's good to have fun. Search for the remaining enemies again. Be careful of the Japanese who come back to life. Pick out the good stuff before the people who shoot you come down. Don't be greedy. You know how much your horse can carry."

"Hey, Third Battalion Commander, what are you doing touching a mountain cannon, you bastard? Can you take it back?"

"Commander! What a great cannon! It's much better than the infantry cannon we captured, and there are still a lot of shells!"

"Get out! All the merits are ours, and we'll take some of the spoils. But know when to stop, don't you? You're such a fool, you wouldn't even know how to use a cannon even if I give you one"!

"Brother Shen"!

"Okay! The cold gun is coming. I'll hold him back first, and you guys hurry up and search."

Shen Honglie rode up to meet them, and jumped off his horse about twenty meters away:

"Brother Cold Gun, it was so satisfying, so satisfying. I killed the Japanese major general with one strike of my sword. His head and shoulders were chopped off. It's a pity you didn't see it"!

"Brother Shen is so awesome. Who said I didn't see it? I saw it all when I went down the mountain. Thank you Brother Shen for coming hundreds of miles to help. This battle was a bit thrilling"!

"That's not right, brother. Aren't there more than 6,000 Japs? How come there are less than 2,000 of them here, including the wounded battalion and the artillery. Where are the other Japs? Don't tell me that we were ambushed and wiped out halfway again."

"Brother Shen, look over there with your telescope. There are thousands of Japanese soldiers lying there."

Shen Honglie picked up the telescope and was shocked to see the scene in the open field. There were densely packed Japanese corpses. Through the telescope, he could clearly see that the Japanese's blood had formed several small streams and flowed downwards.

"Brother Lengqiang, I thought it was going to be a fierce battle. To be honest, I had planned to wipe out the entire army when I charged. I didn't expect to be facing only the remnants of the defeated army."

"Brother Shen only saw the surface! The Japanese army launched poison gas bombs. If it weren't for Brother Shen's 500 gas masks, there would be no need for Brother Shen to come. Now my brother's body has probably been posed by the Japanese for photographs."

"Brother, you are so far-sighted! Why don't you take me to the mountain to see the world? The piles of dead bodies of Japanese soldiers are so exciting to see."

Shen Zizhong ran over, saluted Chen Feng first, and then asked Shen Honglie:

"Commander, the battlefield has been cleaned up. What should we do with the body of the Japanese major general?"

"What battlefield are you cleaning? Who asked you to clean the battlefield? You bastard just came here and waved a few knives, and you have the nerve to take things? Put them back to me."

Second Battalion Commander Shen Zizhong looked at Chen Feng awkwardly. How could Chen Feng not understand the twists and turns?

"Brother Shen, this is where you're wrong. Brothers have traveled hundreds of miles to help. Can't you take some souvenirs with you? Second Battalion Commander, tell the brothers to take whatever they like. Rest for a while at the foot of the mountain. The kitchen team on the mountain will come down to cook for you later."