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

Thirty trucks could not carry all the ammunition and supplies at a station. Chen Feng asked his men to use incense to set up dozens of explosion points and hundreds of booby traps. Two hours later, the station would be razed to the ground regardless of whether there were reinforcements from the Japanese.

Thirty trucks and more than a thousand cavalrymen no longer retreated to Mengshan in a high-profile manner without the stealthiness they had when they came. There were not enough drivers, so Chen Feng got on a truck himself. Shen Honglie and Zhang Liang sat on the passenger seat. Zhang Liang was reporting on the seized supplies. He had done nothing all night but counting, and even then he only managed to get a rough estimate.

"Sixteen 75mm mountain cannons and about two thousand rounds of shells."

"Thirty Type 92 infantry guns, with about three thousand rounds of ammunition."

"36 indirect-fire guns, with about shells."

"There are thirty-four Type 92 heavy machine guns, but it is impossible to count the bullets."

"There are 120 Type 99 light machine guns and it is impossible to count the bullets."

"There are more than 500 boxes of cantaloupe grenades, about 10,000 of them."

"Two thousand Type 38 rifles."

"There were eight carts of rice, plus the rice the team brought back, totaling about eighty tons."

"A truckload of gasoline weighs about ten tons."

"Two truckloads of explosives, about twenty tons."

"The rest of the miscellaneous stuff was in two cars, including a radio, a generator, a telephone and telephone lines, and a lot of medical equipment and medicines."

"There are only six trucks loaded with various bullets, two trucks each of light and heavy machine gun bullets and rifle bullets. The number cannot be counted for the time being, but it is estimated to be 60 tons."

Shen Honglie grinned and said, "Listen, this is what we call seizure. Since when did bullets begin to be counted by tons?"

Next to the truck driven by Chen Feng was Shen Honglie's guard platoon. The two members looked at each other with flickering eyes. They had only seen the record of cold guns in battle reports before. Although they admired him, they always had some doubts in their hearts, feeling that the record was infinitely exaggerated.

After the battle tonight, the two men understood how powerful it was. The guard platoon didn't even have a chance to fight. A battalion of Japanese soldiers was almost blown up, and then three battalions of cavalry rushed in. It was easier than cutting melons and vegetables. Can the war be fought like this? Both of them saw it with their own eyes, and they were shocked. Looking back at the long convoy, they thought they were not going to fight, but to transport munitions! No, they had to send a telegram immediately after returning and report the matter to the director in full.

Two hours later, the convoy was about to reach Zhongcun when a dull sound came from behind. The explosion could be heard from fifty or sixty kilometers away, which shows how violent the explosion was.

The entire Pingmeng area was filled with gunfire. The Third Company of the Yimeng Guerrillas knew that the troops were almost back, so the three platoons worked in shifts to blow up multiple strongholds. At one time, the two cities received more than ten messages for help. Shinozuka Yiwu judged that this was another trick of the Yimeng Guerrillas to encircle and attack the reinforcements, so he ordered all places to hold on and wait until dawn.

The Japanese and puppet troops in various strongholds were cursing in anger. The strongholds were almost blown down, so they were holding on to their positions. However, the guerrillas did not lay siege. After the explosion, even the sound of gunfire disappeared. The Japanese and puppet troops breathed a sigh of relief, mainly because beheading was too horrible. They hid in the bombed strongholds in fear, and even if the sky fell outside, they had to wait until dawn.

After passing Zhongcun, they were completely out of danger. While driving, Chen Feng discussed the distribution of supplies with Shen Honglie. After the battles with the Iwai Brigade and the Hata Detachment, the artillery shells on the mountain were greatly damaged.

"Brother Shen, I want one-third of the cannons and half of the cannon shells, one-third of the light and heavy machine guns, but half of the light and heavy machine gun shells, ten tons of food, and no rifles and rifle shells. I want half of the grenades and explosives, and I will keep all the miscellaneous things in the two trucks, but I will give you all the medical equipment and drugs. Leave me ten barrels of gasoline, and the rest and all the trucks are yours. You can find a way to open up a route from Yishui to Menglianggu, and use the trucks to transport troops or retreat at any time. What do you think, Brother Shen, is this distribution appropriate?"

"Brother, there's nothing to say. I'll remember your kindness."

"Brother Shen, you have seen how I set up the cannons on the mountain. They are well hidden. No matter how many Japanese soldiers come, they will not be able to withstand the explosion. Also, ask the government to provide some gas masks. We must have them. Otherwise, no matter how many troops we have, they will not be enough to harm the Japanese. If you can't get them, I will find a way for you. I may not have anything else, but I will give them a little face."

"Don't worry, brother. I will tell you how capable I am when I get back. I have some connections there too, so you don't need to worry about this. If you really don't want me to come, we can talk about it later."

At 3:30 in the morning, the convoy arrived at Mengshan and unloaded Mengshan's supplies. Shen Honglie led the convoy back to Menglianggu, leaving behind two battalions of cavalry to help Mengshan transport the military supplies.

Together with the Yimeng guerrillas, it took more than two hours for the troops from three battalions to complete the transportation by carrying the supplies on their shoulders or on horseback. The two battalion commanders declined Chen Feng's offer to stay and withdrew to Menglianggu after completing the transportation of the supplies.

In Qufu City, the captain fell asleep after making a phone call. He was awakened by an explosion while sleeping soundly. He ran out to check without wearing pants. The fire at the station in the east was soaring into the sky. It was over. The station was over. Lieutenant Colonel Lin Chuan was over. He was in trouble too. The captain still didn't know that the station had been occupied a long time ago. He thought he had encountered a sneak attack:

"Gather the troops, quickly, start the car, and provide support quickly."

Before the truck reached the station, it was blown up by the mines buried by the second and third rows of the company. The captain was not sure how many mines there were, so he ordered the troops to get off the vehicle and run forward.

When the team arrived at the station, it was already in a disfigured state. The warehouse was still burning fiercely, explosions could be heard from time to time, the tracks near the entire station were completely destroyed, and most of the railway bed had been blown away.

The captain looked at the ruined scene before him and fell into deep despair. His legs went weak and he knelt on the ground:

"Send a message to the North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters: Qufu East Station has been attacked. All supplies and ammunition have been destroyed. The station has also been destroyed. The nearby railway facilities have been severely damaged. Request tactical guidance."

The captain regretted that he should have come when they were attacked for the first time. If there were two battalions of soldiers stationed there, this situation might not have happened. He was too careless! Although he was defending Qufu, ten Qufus were not as important as this batch of supplies.

The North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters received the telegram without delay and woke up the sleeping Bin Shanyuan. Bin Shanyuan was shocked after reading the telegram, and the first thing he thought of was the Yimeng Guerrillas:

"Send a telegram to Shinozuka Yiwu, asking about the fighting situation around Pingmeng and Mengcheng last night. Send a telegram to Colonel Rentian in Qufu, asking him to find out the cause of the explosion at the train station."

When Shen Honglie's convoy returned to Menglianggu, the two people from the Statistics Bureau immediately returned to the mountain to adjust the radio station and sent a complete report of tonight's operations to Chongqing. They also sent their own judgment on the relationship between the Yimeng Guerrillas and the Lunan Detachment.

The director of the Statistics Bureau did not dare to delay and went to the camp with the telegram to report the situation in Mengshan to the top leaders as soon as possible.