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

On February 1939, 2, it had been ten days since the Japanese army besieged Mengshan. Although the Japanese army could not rush up, there were always people watching covetously, making everything unsafe. After breakfast in the morning, Chen Feng ordered the soldiers to be ready and the artillery to fire at the 25-meter and -meter lines. If any Japanese showed up, they would be shot immediately.

In addition, all the anti-aircraft machine guns in the first tunnel should adjust their angles so that if the Japanese troops come to support or retreat, their necks will be strangled in time.

At eight o'clock in the morning, with Chen Feng's order, the shelling began. More than eighty mortars were divided into two echelons. Each echelon fired forty rounds at a rapid speed, cooled the barrels, and waited for the next round of firing.

All, all, all, all!

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Most of the Japanese soldiers were concentrated in the trenches on the 200-meter and 300-meter lines, and all the mortar shells fell above the two trenches.

The infantry artillery also opened fire at the same time, hitting the communication trenches of the 300-meter trench and the 400-meter trench. Thirty infantry guns fired at the same time, but only bombed three communication trenches. One round of artillery fire blew away the logs in the communication trenches. Although they were called logs, in fact the thickest one was only slightly thicker than a calf. It would be difficult to transport thicker fresh wood to the mountain.

After the second round of bombardment by the infantry artillery, the three communication trenches were flattened by half. After the third round of shells, the communication trenches no longer existed and the area returned to its original open space appearance.

After bombing the communication trench, the infantry artillery adjusted the angle and joined the team to bombard the two trenches.

boom! boom! boom!

This group of Japanese troops were no different from those at the foot of Menglianggu Mountain. It was their first time stepping into the Chinese battlefield, and only now did they understand what artillery fire coverage meant. Countless logs were flying everywhere, and the debris from the explosion was like flying knives, and wherever they went, there was a flash of blood.

As soon as one round of shelling stopped, another round of shelling came. More than 3,000 Japanese soldiers could only huddle in two trenches and tremble.

Gan Jutaro was in a very bad mood. He was deceived by the cold gun again. Was it because of insufficient firepower? Was it because of insufficient shells? With such artillery coverage, the Imperial Army would not be willing to fight like this!

"Order the heavy artillery regiment to fire and be sure to cover the brave warriors on the mountain."

boom! boom! boom!

Balls of fire and smoke appeared from the Japanese artillery positions, and explosions were heard above the tunnel. The guerrillas ignored the explosions above their heads and continued to bombard the two lines of defense. All the soldiers were ready, with the MG34 in heavy machine gun mode, the 98k in sniper mode, and the rest of the heavy firepower ready as well. They were just waiting for the Japanese to show their heads and flee down the mountain.

The shelling lasted for two rounds. Many trenches were about to be flattened. The logs had already rolled down the mountain. There were bursts of wailing from the two trenches. Finally, some Japanese soldiers couldn't stand it anymore. The shelling was too terrible. I want to go down the mountain. It will be safe down the mountain. Just as I raised my head and prepared to run down, a 98k bullet hit me in the back of the head. The Japanese soldier did go down the mountain, but he rolled down after death.

Gan Cai Shigetaro's heart was bleeding. The guns on the mountain sounded like Type 92 infantry guns and Type 97 indirect-fire guns. These were all equipped by the Imperial Japanese Army! What a sin! How much firepower did the former soldiers stationed in China provide to the Yimeng guerrillas?

As soon as the third round of infantry artillery fired, the Japanese finally couldn't bear it anymore. They broke away from the trenches and fled desperately downwards.

More than 34 MGs in three tunnels opened fire, Type heavy machine guns in three tunnels opened fire, Type light machine guns in one trench opened fire, and all the rifles also opened fire together.

Tart tart tart tart tart tart!

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck!

boom! Bang bang! Bang bang bang!

The mortar turned its muzzle in time to block the retreat area from the 300-meter trench to the 400-meter trench, and fired 20 rounds at high speed.

boom! boom! boom!

There was continuous artillery fire in front and bullets flying behind. Many Japanese soldiers collapsed and rushed into the artillery fire regardless of everything.

The firing rate of MG34 was too fast. If the bullets of the Type 34 heavy machine gun were like raindrops, then the bullets of the MG were like a storm. Less than % of the Japanese soldiers could rush into the -meter tunnel, and they were often shot into sieves by machine guns as soon as they climbed out.

At the foot of the mountain, Gan Qie Shigetaro was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. The heavy artillery kept firing, not even caring about the rubble from the explosion that might hurt his own soldiers. But even so, the machine guns and artillery fire on the mountain never stopped. Seeing groups of warriors falling down through the telescope, Gan Qie Shigetaro was about to collapse. Three thousand warriors! They had originally wanted to take advantage of the night to find an opportunity to attack, but now they were all lambs to be slaughtered.

It was only a distance of 100 meters, and it took less than half a minute to reach the destination by diving, rolling and crawling. However, this distance of 100 meters became the golden distance for harvesting the Japanese army. The 400-meter trench was clearly right in front of them, but the severe pain in their bodies made the Japs realize that they could not rush down at all.

Unlike Shigetaro Amatsu, the heavy machine gunners on the mountain were having a great time, especially the machine gunners with MG34. They watched the bullet chains disappear quickly, the flames spewing from the muzzles, and the Japanese soldiers falling down in large numbers. How could that feeling be summed up in just one word: good?

After more than ten minutes, the artillery fire stopped, and the light and heavy machine guns gradually stopped firing. The open ground was flooded with blood. It was a real river of blood. The blood slowly gathered and eventually flowed into the uncovered trenches on the 400-meter line.

The artillery began to bombard the two lowest trenches. The Japanese soldiers who rushed down did not dare to delay and quickly retreated from the communication trench to the 500-meter trench. They suddenly jumped out and ran to the foot of the mountain. Only by retreating to the foot of the mountain could they be safe.

The MG34 sounded again. To retreat from the open area, one had to pass through a narrow neck. The firepower of more than MG machine guns completely blocked the neck, leaving almost no gap. The artillery kept chasing and the machine guns kept blocking. Except for a very small number of Japanese soldiers who could not be killed and could not get out, most of the retreating Japanese soldiers were shot into sieves by machine guns.

The sound of artillery fire became sparse, and two machine guns were left to continue firing, together picking off the survivors in the two trenches, until there was no movement at all on the open ground.

There must be some fish that have escaped the net in the trenches, but Chen Feng did not order to go out and clean them up. After destroying 3,000 Japanese soldiers, he could not care less about the remaining hundred or eighty. The main reason was that he did not know when the Japanese heavy artillery would open fire. It was too dangerous to clean up the remaining troops. It was unnecessary, absolutely unnecessary. Just let them wait until dark and escape in fear!

The statistician immediately went to Chen Feng to report after the battle. In the previous battle, one-sixth of the infantry artillery shells were consumed, one-quarter of the mortar shells were consumed, and one-tenth of the machine gun shells were consumed. If the battle continued like this, Mengshan’s ammunition would not be able to withstand the consumption.

Chen Feng was not worried. As long as the Japanese army was still there, there would always be opportunities to seize spoils. Harmony could be maintained only by having both in and out. Unlike bullets, a large number of artillery shells stored in a cave for a long time would be a hidden danger. Only frequent replacements could ensure safety.