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

When it was daybreak, Chen Feng did not order immediate action. Numata Norishige's attack yesterday was not successful and it was likely to attract bombers. He asked the troops to finish their meals early and all put on their gas masks and hide.

Sure enough, the Japanese bombers arrived at nine o'clock. Their goal was to bomb the outskirts of the Numata Division. However, they failed to contact the Numata Division. The air force commander in charge of the bombing became a little anxious and contacted the North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters by radio. Bin Shanyuan also felt a little nervous. What was going on?

The bombers circled over Mengshan for half an hour without receiving any orders. There was no other way. The bombs could not be taken back! The Japanese Air Force commander could not see any trace of the Numata Division. There was some upturned soil under Mengshan, and there was no trace of the besieged Nationalist troops. The commander ordered to bomb Mengshan. It was definitely right to bomb Mengshan. The Japanese planes formed bombing echelons and took turns diving towards Guimengding.

boom! boom! boom!

Guimengding suffered another bombing. Fortunately, the team was hiding in various stable nodes and caves in the tunnel. Apart from the headache caused by the shock, there was no damage. After the bomber laid eggs and flew away, Li Xiaodao immediately led people to set up the scene.

Shen Honglie had been excited for several hours and was not sleepy at all. Chen Feng, on the other hand, was panting heavily. However, considering that Numata Toshige was about to be tortured to death, he also became energetic. When the two men came out of the cave, they saw that Numata had been tied to a newly erected wooden stake in the open area. The position was very good and he could see the south of the three tunnels.

The tunnel was packed with guerrillas. It was rare to see such a thing! This was Ling Chi. The Qing Dynasty had fallen, but it was still possible to see such a stunt. It was definitely not to be missed. All the team members had their meals early, waited for the bombing to be over, and moved to the south of the tunnel, waiting for the feast to begin.

Li Xiaodao is nineteen years old this year. He started learning martial arts at the age of six and has followed his master for twelve years. He has basically learned all of his master's skills. His master was the assistant and first-class guard of the Nian Gang Office in the late Qing Dynasty. After July 7 last year, his master was beaten to death in the street by the Japanese in Beiping City. There was no reason, just because the Japanese wanted to practice his shooting skills. Li Xiaodao buried his master. After twelve years of living together day and night, he had long regarded his master as his father.

How could he not avenge his father's death? From then on, Li Xiaodao began a dark life, like a ghost in the dark night. He used the skills taught by his master to sneak attack lone Japanese in the city of Beiping. In April of this year, he heard about Leng Qiang and the Lone Wolf Commando, and admired them very much. Later, he learned that Leng Qiang founded the Yimeng Guerrillas, and without saying a word, he jumped on a train heading south.

After going through layers of assessments, Li Xiaodao joined the guard company of the Yimeng guerrillas and showed special skills. After several battles, he was promoted to company commander of the first company of the guard battalion through excellent performance. Yesterday, the captain found him and asked if he had learned the lingchi technique. Li Xiaodao said he had learned it but had never put it into practice. The captain said it didn't matter, maybe there was a butcher devil who wanted him to try his hand so that he wouldn't have to participate in the battle. The company was handed over to the deputy company commander to lead first, and he would find all the lingchi tools and get them ready.

Li Xiaodao prepared everything. He received a notice at four o'clock this morning to perform surgery on the devil butcher Numata Tokushige of the 114th Division of the Japanese Army. He was very excited and burned three incense sticks for his master's ranking. He did not even have breakfast. He washed himself, changed into the clothes left by his master from the sticky rod department, and waited for the captain's order.

Chen Feng was not in a hurry and waited until half past nine. Seeing that Li Xiaodao would need some time to make arrangements, he came to the telegraph room and signaled to Li Yunyan and Song Zihan that they could send the message. He sat in front of the radio and typed out the plain text, still in a humorous and teasing tone:

Bin Shanyuan, good morning, thank you for transferring the devil butcher 114th Division to Shandong. I have some unfortunate news for you. The 114th Division is gone. Last night, Numata Tokushige ordered his soldiers to take more than a thousand civilians up the mountain to serve as human shields, which dealt a devastating blow to my Yimeng guerrillas.

But God did not abandon me. My brothers from the New Fourth Division arrived in time and saved me once again. They also wiped out the 114th Division. From the division commander to the grooms, not a single Japanese soldier escaped. The devil butcher, executioner of the Nanjing Massacre, Numata Tokushige, surrendered.

Leng Qiang was very angry and the consequences were very serious. Now he was preparing for Numata Tokushige to perform the lingchi operation to comfort the soldiers who died in our unit and all the heroic souls who died because of the 114th Division. However, the operator of the lingchi operation was a little inexperienced and said that the person would die after a few hundred cuts at most. There was no other choice but to make do with it.

Finally, I have to say one more thing. Hurry up and station troops near Mount Meng! There are not many ammunitions on the mountain. I don't know if I can withstand your next attack.

Yimeng Guerrillas - Cold Shot".

Shen Honglie was scratching his head anxiously. Seeing that Chen Feng had finished sending the telegram, he asked impatiently:

"What did you say? Talk to your brother."

Hearing Chen Feng's retelling, Shen Honglie was delighted:

"Brother! You are rubbing salt into Bin Shanyuan's wounds! Will Bin Shanyuan be furious when he sees the telegram?"

"Never mind him, let's go watch the lingchi."

Seeing that Li Xiaodao was ready in the open space and the tablet of his master was also placed out, Chen Feng raised his hand to signal that they could begin. He and Shen Honglie found a place with a good view, sat on the ground and waited to watch the show.

Li Xiaodao bowed to all directions, turned around and kowtowed three times to his master's tablet, then picked up the knife on the table under the tablet and started cutting.

Numata Norishige was tied tightly to a wooden stake, and his clothes were almost stripped off. Considering that there were women on the mountain, he was left with a loincloth. His body was wrapped with fishing nets, and all his flesh was squeezed out.

It seemed that Numata Norishige understood something. He couldn't speak with a smelly sock stuffed in his mouth, and his body twisted violently. However, Li Xiaodao tied him up very skillfully, and no matter how violently Numata Norishige twisted, he couldn't break free.

Li Xiaodao began to cut the meat. The knife in his hand was extremely sharp. With a light scratch, a piece of flesh that was squeezed out by the fishing net fell off along with the skin. Li Xiaodao caught it with his hand, turned around and put it on the table below his master's seat. Then he turned back and applied some special ointment to Numata Tokushige to stop the bleeding, and then started the next cut.

All the personnel in Mengshan were crowded into three tunnels, watching the lingchi scene intently. Although it was a violent and bloody thing, they felt that Li Xiaodao was very gentle, as if he was carving a piece of beautiful jade.

The five beauties hid in a machine gun bunker, drove the machine gunner out, and watched the scene of lingchi with interest, commenting unconsciously. The eldest sister Liu Caiyun spoke first:

"Yunyan, Zihan, you are all knowledgeable. Have you ever seen lingchi before?"

"No, the Qing Dynasty has fallen, so there is no such thing as lingchi. I have only seen a few executions in the Fifth War Zone, and they were all deserters and fleeing generals."

"I haven't seen it either, but these extremely evil devils and traitors should be tortured to death. Their behavior is worse than that of animals."

Liu Caiyun did not ask the Yang sisters. These two rural girls certainly had never seen him before, so she did not ask and continued to watch Li Xiaodao cut the meat.

Chen Feng also watched Ling Chi with great interest, not knowing how much of a stir his plaintext telegram had caused.