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

The open area was not peaceful at night. Two of the three Japanese squadrons were defending, and one squadron continued to dig. However, this time they did not deepen the trenches, but began to dig vertically. Dozens of communication trenches extended upward. The two defending squadrons stared at the mountain closely, and fired flares from time to time. Once they found the guerrillas showing up, they would shoot them mercilessly.

Taking advantage of the cover of night, the logs at the back were continuously transported upwards. Afraid that the guerrillas would take action, Kanken Shigetaro did not dare to sleep all night and arranged for his troops to continuously send in reinforcements and transport the logs.

At daybreak, the Japanese army left behind four squadrons, two of which were on guard, and two of which took turns digging trenches. Another round of digging began at the 400-meter line. This time the digging was shallower, just a little over one meter, and the Japanese soldiers all bent over to work.

As the second trench was formed, half of the logs in the first trench were removed, and together with the logs transported up last night, they were all used to cover the second trench. Most of the Japanese in the first trench were also transferred, leaving only more than 20 light machine guns to hold the line. There were more than 1,000 rifles in front and more than 20 light machine guns in the back. Even if the guerrillas wanted to rush down, it was too late. The imperial warriors' shooting skills would teach them a lesson in minutes.

The Japanese army was proud of the division commander's tactics. The division commander brought up five orders in one night. There was no need to be anxious. By now, the guerrillas in the mountains were trapped in a jar. Their destruction was only a matter of time.

Chen Feng was not in a hurry, he just arranged enough guard posts to be on guard. The Japanese army advanced another 100 meters in one day, dug from the 400-meter line to the 300-meter line, and began to dig horizontally. Chen Feng had a headache, it was too slow! He wished he could help them.

Night fell. The Japanese light machine guns entered the trenches at the 400-meter line. The skirmishers of the three squadrons entered the 300-meter line. The soldiers digging in front had already entered the 200-meter line. The Japanese soldiers in the trenches cheered and began to celebrate their victory. Several traitor translators were already lying in the trenches with loud speakers, shouting in turns:

"Captain Leng Qiang, you still have time to surrender now. Otherwise, the trenches will be dug to your positions, the entire Mengshan Mountain will be blown down, and you will die without a burial place."

In order to cooperate with the Japanese army's pride, Chen Feng ordered one-fifth of the artillery to fire, including five mountain cannons, ten infantry cannons, and more than twenty mortars to fire at the same time.

boom! boom! boom!

The distance was too close, the mountain artillery went silent after firing one round, and all the infantry artillery fired behind the position. Only the mortar shells blew up some logs, causing some casualties to the Japanese army.

When Gan Jutaro heard the bombardment, he ran out in a panic to check. Through the telescope, he saw that the mountain artillery was firing at the bottom of the mountain, the infantry artillery was firing at the mountainside, and the mortars had limited damage to the trenches. He pointed at Mengshan proudly and lectured the several regiment commanders nearby:

"Did you see that? Captain Leng Qiang is desperate. I have never seen a mountain cannon fire at a distance of 200 or 300 meters."

"Several regiment commanders laughed and complimented the division commander on his wisdom."

Shigetaro Ganchu was very proud that he had captured Mengshan less than a week after arriving in China, which would definitely leave a deep mark in the history books of the empire. He seemed to see countless flowers and praises, as well as overwhelming media coverage.

"Give the order to have the Songmu Battalion transport logs tonight. Tomorrow morning, depending on the extent of the trench digging, leave all those who can be left behind. Then mobilize ten Type 92 heavy machine guns. We must be prepared for the counterattack of the cold gun. Given the character of the cold gun, it will not sit still and wait to die. I want to make this open land, which has buried countless imperial warriors, a grave for the guerrillas."

"Hey! General, you are wise."

The Japanese army made full use of the cover of night. A large number of logs were sent up, and the working force was expanded from one squadron to two squadrons. At dawn, trenches on a 200-meter line began to be dug, and a battalion of Japanese troops also ambushed in a sneaky manner.

Chen Feng was not worried that the Japanese would discover anything unusual. In order to prevent them from being detonated by artillery shells and aerial bombs, all the explosive packs were buried at a depth of three meters. The Japanese trenches were probably only about one meter deep. If they were higher, they would not be able to climb up, so they would not dig so deep.

The guerrillas completely gave up resistance, as if they were short of bullets or had given up on themselves. The few gunshots were chaotic and posed no threat to the Japanese army. It took a whole day to dig the second trench, which was very wide. All the logs were slowly transported up and fixed right under the guerrillas' noses. Troops came up, with light and heavy machine guns as well. Four squadrons and a battalion, more than 2,000 Japanese troops were all huddled in a 200-meter solid trench, shouting and cursing the guerrillas on the mountain, using foul language.

After eating the cold rice balls and canned food, the Japanese army started digging again. They couldn't let them touch the line of boulders, otherwise they would not continue to send troops to dig. Chen Feng ordered the demolition soldiers to get ready and detonate on time at 7 o'clock.

Gan Jutaro was completely relieved. There would be no more changes. He would not set up another 100-meter trench. He would continue digging tonight under the cover of darkness. When he reached the guerrilla position, he would start blasting. If the bombs and heavy artillery could not blow it open, what about hundreds of kilograms of explosives? Even a fortress made of steel would have to fly into the sky. As long as a few nodes were blown open, no one could stop the imperial warriors.

After dinner, the Japanese army started digging again, and the explosives were continuously transported upwards. In addition to the five digging teams, more than 2,000 Japanese soldiers were on guard against the guerrillas' positions, and any sign of movement would be suppressed.

The weather was clear, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, so everything could be seen clearly without flares. The sound of the five teams digging forward was clearly audible, and the densely packed Japanese troops in the 200-meter trenches revealed bloodthirsty eyes. This sound was very pleasant to the ears of the guerrillas, but in the ears of the guerrillas, it was their death knell!

At seven o'clock, five flares were launched into the sky. More than 2,000 Japanese soldiers raised their heads at the same time. They panicked for a moment, but immediately began to be alert. Don't you want to give up? Then rush out! I have heard that many troops use living people to practice shooting. I will have the opportunity to try it soon. What's wrong with the ground? Why is it vibrating suddenly?

boom! Boom boom boom!

Hundreds of explosive packs exploded, all in directional blasting along a 200-meter line. More than 2,000 Japanese soldiers flew up along with countless pieces of rubble. It was real take-off. At a distance of 200 meters, even with the directional blasting, the guerrillas in the tunnel felt trembling. Although they had squeezed into bunkers, secret bunkers and sturdy caves before the explosion, the violent vibration still made their scalps numb.

The Japs and logs and rubble rose into the sky. Many of them watched themselves being dismembered. As the world spun, they saw a long, beautiful flame. It was not just them that were destroyed, the entire 200-meter trench was destroyed!