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

Although the battle record was good this time, the team suffered much greater casualties than before. Six soldiers were killed, including four from the guard battalion and two from the elite companies. Five soldiers were seriously injured, and there were thirteen people with minor injuries. The Japanese's marksmanship was too good. Most of the casualties were caused by the Japanese army's charge and shootout. There was also a member of the demolition team who was killed by flying stones after the explosion of the explosive pack.

Half an hour later, the team began to evacuate, pushing the bodies of their comrades on wheelbarrows. The seriously injured were put on stretchers after simple treatment by the medical staff, and the lightly injured were sent to be supported after simple bandages. The remaining soldiers each carried 20 kilograms of weight, took all the spoils of war, and even carried several hundred kilograms of food. However, they did not plan to take this little food back to the mountain. They just threw it down when passing by the village. Naturally, some villagers would find it and hide it tomorrow morning.

The team had just moved forward more than ten kilometers when the convoy left behind in Mengyin arrived. The eight trucks turned around on the spot, and all the wounded, supplies, and heavy weapons were loaded onto the trucks. The team felt much more relaxed and followed the trucks on their return journey.

The statistics of the captured weapons are almost complete. Most of the light and heavy machine guns were destroyed, leaving only two intact heavy machine guns and five intact Type 99 light machine guns.

We only took the usable rifles, about 400 of them.

There were more than 800 grenades and more than 30,000 bullets.

Thousands of canned goods.

The treasures in the four large boxes were also counted, totaling more than 20,000 ocean dollars, 16 large yellow croakers, more than 50 small yellow croakers, and gold and silver jewelry estimated to be worth several thousand ocean dollars.

Chen Feng couldn't help feeling depressed. The casualties were beyond his expectations. There were some mistakes in his command. When the Japanese swarmed up, all the riflemen should have stopped firing and hidden. The Japanese in the front row had been shooting all the time, and their shooting was too accurate. What he was worried about at the time was that the Japanese would not rush up when they saw the cessation of gunfire.

Chen Feng decided to increase the intensity of training. The Japanese army would not leave him alone. Although the Battle of Wuhan had not ended, it was still possible to mobilize one or half a division. The team must grow quickly. The elite of Shen Honglie's guard company had to go back to teach the soldiers after they had learned, so time was a bit tight.

The team did not stop in Mengyin, but headed straight towards Mengshan from the south of Mengyin city.

At 4:30 in the morning, the convoy returned to Mengshan. Liu Caiyun received a telegram and learned that there were seriously injured soldiers in the team. She led the medical soldiers to set up tents at the foot of the mountain and waited. As soon as the team came back, she ordered the seriously injured to be put on the operating table for treatment. Chen Feng was also busy at the operating table next to them. It was already dawn when they finished treating the five seriously injured soldiers. The two of them checked and treated more than a dozen lightly injured soldiers again, and it was already daybreak.

After transferring the lightly and seriously injured soldiers to Liu Caiyun's cave hospital, Chen Feng gathered the team and began to give a speech. Although the casualties exceeded expectations, he still had to give some encouragement:

"Brothers"!

More than three hundred intact soldiers stood solemnly.

"In the battle last night, after a long-distance raid of 30 kilometers, we almost wiped out a battalion of Japanese troops and seized a lot of money and ammunition, as well as more than several thousand boxes of canned beef, but we also lost six brothers and more than a dozen wounded."

Hundreds of people were about to get excited, but fell silent again after hearing the casualty figures. In previous battles on the mountain, the casualties were not heavy, but this time, just attacking a battalion of troops resulted in so many casualties. Many people felt guilty. Of course, this did not include the people in the elite company. They had rarely seen such casualties and such a record.

"This is the first joint operation between our guard battalion and the elite company. The results are very worthy of recognition. After all, we did not conduct any special operations last night. But this is not enough. The Japanese army may attack at any time. I plan to increase the intensity of training and make everyone grow up in the shortest time. Brothers, you must be prepared."

"Don't worry, Captain. As long as I don't die from practicing, I can practice as much as I want. I also want to be like the masters in other battalions and come and go as fast as the wind."

The members of the Elite Company also hurriedly expressed their opinions. Shen Zizhong represented the attitude of the Elite Company:

"Captain Lengqiang, our mission is to learn special warfare. As long as we can learn the skills, the captain won't treat us as human beings. Training won't kill people, but if we don't have enough skills, we will die in the hands of the Japanese sooner or later."

"Okay! Take a day off today, and start the devilish training month tomorrow. I hope everyone can hold on. As long as we can hold on for a month, I can't say anything else, but those present will be no worse than any special forces member. Do you have confidence?"

"have"!

Chen Feng asked all the participants in the battle last night to rest after dinner, and he went to Liu Caiyun's cave hospital. He still couldn't let go of the five seriously injured soldiers.

Letting the medical soldiers continue to work, Chen Feng went forward to check on the condition of several seriously injured soldiers. They were all asleep. After a night of running around, they had lost too much blood and their faces looked very pale. Chen Feng touched the forehead of each of them. Fortunately, none of them had a high fever. In this era, fever is equivalent to inflammation. If it is not handled properly, it is very likely to cost one's life.

Liu Caiyun came in from outside with a basin. Seeing Chen Feng checking the seriously injured with a heavy look on his face, she put down the basin and left the cave. When Chen Feng came out, Liu Caiyun asked about the situation in a low voice:

"Xiaofeng, was the battle not going well last night? Why were there so many wounded? I heard that six soldiers died."

"There's nothing we can do. They are different from those three battalions. They are not well trained, and their individuals' combat qualities have not been improved. They are not yet able to conduct special cold weapon combat, so sacrifices and casualties are inevitable."

"Can't we wait? What I mean is to give this kind of combat mission to Ningbo and others first, and then release them after the guard battalion is trained."

Chen Feng looked at Liu Caiyun in silence, knowing that Sister Caiyun treated the soldiers like her own brothers and would be sad for a long time every time there were casualties. This was only Sister Caiyun. No one else dared to question Chen Feng's decision.

Seeing that Chen Feng was silent, Liu Caiyun suddenly thought of something:

"Captain, are the Japanese planning to attack us again?"

"Not yet, but we don't have much time. The more silent the Japs are, the more dangerous they are. We don't have time to move forward step by step. We must increase our speed and make every soldier equipped with special warfare skills in a short period of time."

"Okay, then you should be careful too and don't exhaust yourself. Don't worry about the wounded. I'm here, so nothing will go wrong."

The next morning, the devilish training month began. In order to make the soldiers adapt to the intensity of the training, Chen Feng changed the food rations of the guard battalion and the elite company. There was enough food, and each person had to be guaranteed half a pound of meat every day. More than 300 people ate a hearty breakfast, knowing that the meat would not be eaten in vain, and the training that would follow might be extremely painful.

Sure enough, at the beginning, they had to run a five-kilometer cross-country race with a ten-kilogram load. And they didn't walk on a normal road, but ran around the slope at the foot of Mount Meng. Although the soldiers felt bitter, they had no complaints. Judging from their combat performance last night, they were indeed far behind. If they didn't seize this opportunity, they would definitely regret it later.

When other battalion commanders heard that the Guard Battalion and the Elite Company had started the Hell Month training, they also started to learn. Each company commander could serve as an instructor, and as a company unit, except for those on guard missions, veterans led new recruits and also began intensive training with only one goal, that everyone could become a special forces member.