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

At night, there was silence throughout Mount Mengshan. Tokushige Numata was sorting out the information sent back by the Qiaozhong Brigade. After arriving at Menglianggu, they established a position, sent troops to search around Menglianggu carefully, and sent a squadron to the hillside for observation, and they still found some clues.

Based on the clues, Lieutenant Qiao Zhong deduced that the Endo Regiment should have been destroyed. Although the bodies on the hillside had been dragged away, there was coagulated blood everywhere. It was not difficult to imagine that the Endo Regiment suffered heavy losses during the attack.

In addition, the Endo Regiment's base was also searched out. Although all the bloodstains were buried, the new and old soil were clearly visible. Piles of traces could be found by digging, and there were also traces of horses' hooves on the ground. The Endo Regiment was finished. They suffered heavy losses in attacking the mountain and were ambushed by the Chinese cavalry. They should have been completely wiped out.

Numata Tokushige felt bitter. The thing he was most worried about had happened. In fact, he had thought about it a long time ago, but he had never been willing to admit it. He always felt that it was a joke that an entire regiment was completely wiped out in the attack on Menglianggu. Now it seemed that the combat effectiveness of the New Fourth Division far exceeded his imagination, and they would be able to quickly clean up the traces after the war, and their casualties would not be too great.

It's a bit troublesome! We lost more than 3,000 troops just after the war started. There's no way to explain it! Let's wait a little longer! As long as we take Mengshan and kill or capture the cold gun and the lone wolf commando, this loss is nothing.

"Order the Qiaozhong Battalion to withdraw overnight, and join forces with the Yamamoto Battalion and the Putian Battalion to build a defense line to the east, south, and west to prevent a sneak attack by the New Fourth Division."

"Order the soldiers to rest quickly and try to capture Mengshan as soon as possible after the bombing tomorrow morning."

"Hi"!

Chen Feng on the mountain was not idle either. He threw layers of cans in the open area so as not to worry about the Japanese army's sneak attack at night. He gathered all the commanders at the company level and above and held a meeting in the conference room cave overnight to analyze the Japanese army's attack method tomorrow.

"First, let me tell you all a good news. A Japanese regiment attacked Menglianggu, but was defeated by Brother Shen's New Fourth Division. Not a single Japanese soldier escaped. In the afternoon, the Japanese army sent another battalion to check the situation. There were less than 9,000 Japanese soldiers left at the foot of the mountain."

The commanders were somewhat excited. The captain had previously introduced this group of bastards as evil beasts who did all kinds of evil. Now, they had killed more than 3,000 people right at the beginning of the battle. It was very satisfying to hear that.

"By the way, everyone saw the attack this afternoon. Rather than attacking us, it would be more accurate to say that they came all the way here to practice their marksmanship. Considering the style of the 114th Division, this is abnormal. Let's analyze the reasons!"

"Captain, the Japanese army will definitely use poison gas bombs tomorrow. I guess they will take advantage of the effect of the poison gas bombs to charge in groups."

"Captain, the Japanese attack today has not hit the can. Is it possible that they will launch a night attack tonight?"

"Captain, there won't be any planes coming tomorrow, will they? They have to find a way to deal with our tunnels, otherwise no matter how many Japanese come up, we won't be able to deal with them!"

"Don't worry about night attacks because there are layers of cans. Unless they can fly up the mountain, poison gas bombs and air raids are possible. So, notify the kitchen staff of each battalion to cook at five o'clock tomorrow morning, and all troops to eat at six o'clock tomorrow morning. Tell everyone to eat well. Once the Japanese army drops poison gas bombs, we may have nothing to eat all tomorrow."

"Don't worry about air bombing. The tunnels and caves have been reinforced many times and will have no problem with withstanding aerial bombs."

"Finally, I want to emphasize one more thing. Ningbo, please pay attention tomorrow. No matter whether the Japanese army sends bombers or uses poison gas bombs, when the Japanese army rushes up, you must create the illusion of insufficient firepower to give the Japanese hope of rushing up, but you can't let them really rush up. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, Captain. Give them hope. I understand."

"Okay, the artillery must also adjust the shooting angle in advance. Once they receive the order, they must quickly fire at the targets set in advance to ignite the fuse."

"Yes, I understand!"

Before daybreak, the aroma of meat and vegetables wafted over Mount Meng. The cans were sealed, so they were not afraid of being corroded by poison gas bombs. Most of the food was also sealed in caves with cement to isolate it from the outside air. But the same could not be said for all the vegetables and meat. Once the Japanese used poison gas bombs, all these things would be ruined.

At six o'clock in the morning, breakfast was delivered to various nodes in the tunnel. The soldiers were a little surprised when they saw the pots of pork, cabbage and beef stewed with radish.

"Team Leader Wang, are you living a normal life? How many days can you eat our meat like this?"

"Platoon Leader Zhang, the battalion commander has ordered you to eat as much as you want. The battalion commander has said that the Japanese may drop poison gas bombs today, so we won't be able to eat these things. Also, the captain has ordered that if the Japanese army drops poison gas bombs, we won't be able to cook today. Let everyone eat more in the morning, because we may not have anything to eat all day."

"When the soldiers heard that they would have no food to eat for a day, they didn't care about waste. Everyone had a lunch box, half of which was beef stewed with radish, and half was pork and cabbage. They also took three or four big steamed buns and started to eat. It was too luxurious! Whose beef stewed with radish is almost entirely beef?"

After breakfast, when it was just daybreak, everyone put on gas masks and wrapped themselves tightly with clothes. They checked each other and no skin was exposed.

There was no tense atmosphere at the foot of the mountain. The Japanese army started eating at eight o'clock. Countless devil soldiers held lunch boxes and sat on the ground outside the barracks, eating enthusiastically.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the Japanese army had not yet attacked. It seemed that they were really waiting for something.

At 10:20 in the morning, the bombers arrived. More than a hundred bombers circled over the top of Guimeng Peak. Groups of bombing squadrons swooped down with shocking death screams, like the roar of the god of death. They opened the bomb bays and the bombs fell like hail with sharp whooshing sounds.

Woo～～～!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

boom! boom! boom!

There was a violent explosion on the upper part of Guimeng Peak. Branches and stones flew everywhere, smoke and dust rose into the sky. It was a doomsday scene. The Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain all raised their arms:

"Cut! Cut! Cut!"

The Japanese bombers bombed for more than forty minutes, dropped all the bombs, and then retreated to the northwest. The members of the Yimeng guerrillas all breathed a sigh of relief, but their heads were buzzing. Although no one was killed or injured, the vibration of the explosion was unbearable.

The Japs are coming up, this time with a large battalion of troops, all climbing up from the open area in the south. Ningbo is issuing orders that only one heavy machine gun can be used, only two light machine guns, and only one-third of the rifles. The heavy machine guns will open fire when the Japs reach the 600-meter line, the light machine guns the 400-meter line, and the rifles the 300-meter line.

More than a thousand devils showed bloodthirsty eyes. With such a strong bombing, the mountaintop is almost flattened! There should not be many defenders left on the mountain.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

At a distance of 600 meters, the heavy machine gun opened fire, and a row of Japs fell down. The Japanese army did not retreat. As expected, the firepower was insufficient. The captain drew out his command knife and pointed it upwards. This was an order to speed up. More than a thousand Japs sped up their climbing.

At a distance of four hundred meters, two Type 99 light machine guns opened fire.

Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck!

Two beams of fire avoided the heavy machine gun's firing area and began to harvest the Japanese on both sides. The Japanese still did not charge. They did not have the strength to charge up the 400-meter mountain road.