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

The Japanese army's method of testing poison was very simple. A squadron found two piglets in the village. They planned to get some grain from each village, cook it and feed it to the pigs. As long as the pigs were fine the next morning, it would be fine for people to eat. Half an hour later, two large pots of grain were poured into the piglets. The piglets had never seen such delicious food before, so they started to eat it with a sizzling sound. The two large pots of grain were all eaten by the piglets, and they were so full that they farted loudly.

Colonel Takahashi showed a satisfied look. He could now conclude that there was no problem with the food. The captain was just too nervous. All this food was searched out from the homes of the common people with great difficulty. How could the common people be willing to poison their food? It was impossible, absolutely impossible.

It was almost dark in the afternoon when the Japanese army launched the attack. As expected, there was no clustering. They only sent two small teams to make a trial attack. The machine guns on the mountain did not move, so they only used rifles to point at specific targets and drove the Japs down.

"Captain, this group of devils are not simple! Are they going to surround us for a long time and consume us?"

"Nonsense, after so many stupid teammates have died, if you continue to be arrogant, you'd be a real pig-brained person."

"Send a telegram to the New Fourth Division and the Lunan Detachment, reminding them to step up their vigilance. The Hata Detachment is best at nighttime sneak attacks. We don't know how much they know about the anti-Japanese forces in central Shandong, but it's not wrong to be careful. Also tell Yang Qingfeng to evacuate the people outside the area again. I'm afraid the Japanese will make another move tomorrow."

"Yes".

"Wait, remind the soldiers in the front-line tunnels to be on guard. As soon as they hear any noise, immediately fire flares, regardless of whether there are people around or not. Fire a burst of bullets first. Are all the things I have arranged ready?"

"Everything is ready, I'll remind you again."

It was completely dark, and the Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain turned on their lights, and the tent area was brightly lit. Chen Feng was a little envious, thinking that the Japanese soldiers had brought generators! This thing was missing on the mountain!

Hata Shigeichi let his men eat and drink as much as they wanted, as they would launch a desperate attack starting tomorrow. All the chickens were put into the pot. Apart from the food they had looted this afternoon, there was only enough rice for one meal. There was one chicken in each big pot, which was a bit like braised chicken with rice.

After both the chicken and the rice were lost, the cooks dismantled the chicken and mixed the bones and minced meat into the rice with a shovel. Whether or not one could eat the chicken depended entirely on luck. The soldiers were somewhat dissatisfied with the brigade that Colonel Takahashi led to rob food. If they were allowed to go, they would definitely bring back a herd of live pigs and sheep, and maybe even a few cows if they were lucky.

After the Japanese soldiers finished their dinner, the mountainside gradually became quiet, the lights in the tents went out, and the scattered Japanese military camps fell into darkness, as if they were all resting.

There was also peace on Mount Mengshan, except for the occasional roar of a tiger, which filled the entire Mount Mengshan with horror.

At two o'clock in the morning, the Japanese army came up. A battalion of soldiers climbed up quietly. Each person carried eight melon grenades and decided to climb to the front of the trench and blow it up. Hata Shigeichi only knew that the trenches on the mountain were very strong and he didn't know about the tunnels. He thought that as long as the soldiers climbed to the trenches and threw or stuffed the grenades into the trenches, they could easily occupy them. As long as they occupied a trench, the guerrillas on the mountain would be lambs to be slaughtered.

Shigeichi Hata stood at the foot of the mountain, next to him were Colonel Cho Sato and Colonel Ryo Takahashi. The attack and slackness in the afternoon were only to confuse the guerrillas on the mountain. The sneak attack at night was the key.

Although it was dark on the mountain and nothing could be seen, Shigekazu Hata still stared at the area above the halfway point with his telescope.

"Let's go up soon?"

"General, it's almost time. The troops should have reached the open area."

"Very good. After tonight, our Hata Detachment will be re-established. We have eliminated the cold gun troops. Tomorrow we will attack Yishui and take down their temporary provincial government. This will be a bonus and show our friendly forces in Shandong that this is how a war should be fought."

"The general is wise!"

The thousand Japanese soldiers on the mountain were very nervous. They were almost there. Only another hundred meters would be enough. They climbed up very slowly for fear of making noise by stepping on gravel. Every step was very solid. They advanced another fifty meters, and it felt like fifty miles. The trench should be right in front of them. They only needed to climb another twenty meters to throw grenades into the trench. They threw hundreds of grenades with a three-second delay so they wouldn't be afraid of being hit by the falling rocks. They rushed up after throwing the grenades and started the massacre in the shocked eyes of the enemy.

Bang, bang, bang, the soldiers in the front row suddenly made a lot of noise, and a group of climbing soldiers broke out in cold sweat. It's over, idiots, what's going on.

With a long whoosh sound, a flare rose into the air, and the open area instantly became as bright as day. Countless Japanese soldiers raised their heads, their pale faces filled with fear.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck!

Tart tart tart tart tart tart!

The light and heavy machine guns and submachine guns opened fire, and bullets splashed at the Japanese soldiers lying prone. The Japanese captain still wanted to struggle:

"Throw the grenade! Quick, throw the grenade!"

The Japanese soldier in the front row took on the bullets, pulled out a grenade and opened fire. The grenade hit his head on the helmet and waited for three seconds. Then the grenade flew towards the hillside.

boom! boom! boom!

A grenade exploded, but it was about 20 to 30 meters away from the tunnel. The soldiers in the tunnel were all well hidden and could not be reached by the explosion. The machine gunners in the bunker were even less affected, and the gunfire did not even stop.

Light and heavy machine guns and submachine guns opened fire collectively. The Japanese could only lie on the ground and wait for death to come. They had no way to dodge and no place to hide. All the bullets hit the ground. Even if they could not hit the Japanese, they would hit the gravel and bounce around. A sound of ghosts howling and wolves howling could be heard in the open ground.

The tense emotions of Hata Shigeichi and the two colonels at the foot of the mountain were relieved when the flares were launched. Instead of feeling relieved, their faces were filled with fear. It was over, the whole brigade was over. Sure enough, flames erupted from countless places on the mountain, followed by gunshots. The three Japanese soldiers could only sigh helplessly.

The Japanese soldiers in the open area were beaten badly. Many of them were hit by bullets many times. Finally, some of them couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and ran away.

Seeing some people running away, countless surviving Japanese soldiers also began to run for their lives, but running away was ineffective. They died faster when they stood up. Machine gun bullets either hit their legs or waists. Some were hit by bullets, some were not hit and tripped, and some fell off their horses. Countless Japanese soldiers rolled on the ground.

He couldn't stop, he couldn't stop at all. Even if he did stop, the Japanese soldiers and stones rolling down from above would carry him down with them. He might be able to hide during the day, but in the pitch-black night, he could see nothing but the flames from the machine gun muzzles. It took an hour to climb up and a minute to roll down. The open field seemed to be hosting an egg-rolling competition, with hundreds of gourds rolling down, mixed with the wailing of living Japanese soldiers. The echoes in the distance sounded very appropriate.

When Hata Shigeichi heard the soldier's screams, he was so angry that he dropped his telescope:

"Baga! Cold gun! Cunning work"!

Seeing that there was gradually no movement in the open area, Chen Feng ordered to stop shooting. There was a row of Japanese cans in front of him, so he was not afraid that the Japanese survivors would climb up again.