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

After the National Government's order was issued, all the undercover personnel who received the news took action. Although the Japanese army kept it highly confidential, such a big move could not be hidden from those who were interested. All the undercover personnel who received the news began to take action and sent the news back to their hometowns as soon as possible. At four o'clock in the morning, the director of the Statistics Bureau summarized the news sent back, with a look of shock and disbelief on his face. He did not dare to delay and got in the car and rushed to the camp.

At 4:20, the senior management saw the telegram and couldn’t believe it at first. They repeatedly confirmed with the director of the Statistics Bureau before finally believing the fact:

"So that's it, so that's it! Cold Gun, what a hero!"

After reacting, he immediately issued several orders:

"Send a telegram to the Nightingale Squad, asking about the situation of the cold gun and whether they are in Mengshan. When did they leave Mengshan?"

After thinking about it, I felt that it was inappropriate. If the Nightingale Squad knew about this, they would not fail to report it.

"Forget it, don't send this telegram, so as not to cause unrest over there."

"The telegram sent an order to Li Zongren of the Ninth War Zone. The Japanese soldier Yan Junroku was shot dead, and Okamura Yasuji was seriously injured by the cold gun and was on the verge of death. The Japanese Major General Chief of Staff Kawabe Masamitsu took over the overall command of the Wuhan Battle. He seized the opportunity, created miracles, worked hard to achieve success, and bravely killed the enemy."

"Telegram to Chen Cheng of the Ninth War Zone, the order is the same as above."

"Also tell Li Zongren and Chen Cheng that all special forces should be dispatched to Jiujiang and go all out to create trouble for the Japanese army and cover the breakout from the cold gun. Whoever carries out the cold gun attack will be promoted three levels and rewarded with 100,000 oceans."

After giving the order, the senior executives were no longer sleepy and were extremely excited:

"Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles."

The director of the Statistics Bureau was about to say two people, but suddenly remembered that Okamura Yasuji was not dead yet. He was indeed one person. Terauchi Juichi, Yan Shunroku, and the half-dead Okamura Yasuji, three people! It was all because of the poison gas bomb. With tens of thousands of troops, it was difficult to assassinate a general. How could the cold gun be so awesome? It was amazing!

At daybreak, Chen Feng arrived at a village called Linquan. The village was not big, located among the mountains, and not very prosperous. Chen Feng skinned the devils and found a secluded place to throw them away. He still had a gold bar and a dozen dollars in change from yesterday. He found a breakfast shop, ordered a bowl of Nanchang mixed noodles, a large plate of radish cakes, and three servings of fried rice cakes. Under the surprised look of the boss, he began his big raid.

After running for several hours, he had digested a pound of beef long ago. The hot breakfast tasted very good. After wolfing it down for more than ten minutes, the breakfast was all in his stomach. After paying the bill, Chen Feng asked the boss about the situation and learned that there was an inn with horses in the west of the village. Chen Feng decided to try his luck.

When he arrived at the inn, he inquired about the price of horses. The boss had horses but didn't want to sell them. Chen Feng used money to bargain for a horse that cost more than ten yuan to fifty yuan. He wanted two horses. The boss excitedly checked the big yellow croakers and asked the waiter to feed the horses quickly. He gave Chen Feng seven small yellow croakers and twenty yuan in return.

Chen Feng generously threw another one to the boss:

"Prepare some cooked beef and water, and the rest will be yours."

The boss thanked him profusely and went to prepare the food. Chen Feng watched as his men began to feed the horses. They used the best bean feed, and the water they drank was thick ginseng water.

The boss was very considerate. He tied ten pounds of cooked beef, twenty large steamed buns, two kettles filled with water, and twenty pounds of bean feed all to a horse. He did not ask about Chen Feng's itinerary. In troubled times, one should not ask around and the less one knows, the safer one is.

Everything was ready. Chen Feng thanked his boss and set off on his horse. The horse had just eaten, so he didn't dare to speed up. Chen Feng rode leisurely. Since he was already here, he decided to go to Wuhan. Although there were no feasible suggestions now, it was still necessary to go and see the situation. He also had to find a radio station to send a message to Mengshan to prevent them from worrying.

Half an hour later, Chen Feng began to speed up. There was no good road among the mountains, and in order to save the horse's energy, he did not run very fast. No matter how quickly the Japanese army reacted, they would not be able to block them here!

The Japanese army started bombing again in the morning. Everything was the same as yesterday. The plan had been made long ago. The situation of the two supreme commanders had not been passed on to the troops below, and the morale of the Japanese army remained high.

However, there were obvious changes on the National Army side, mainly a major change in mentality. A cold gun killed Yan Junroku and seriously injured Okamura Yasuji. The news spread quickly within the defenders like a hurricane, and the morale that had been severely hit was lifted. It must be because of the cold gun. The last time Terauchi Hisaichi was killed was because of poison gas bombs. This time the Wuhan defenders suffered a great loss because of poison gas bombs. The cold gun came again, coming thousands of miles from the Yimeng Mountain area. Many soldiers were in tears, not only because they were happy about the death and injury of the two Japanese commanders, but also because they were moved by the lonely assassination of the cold gun.

A regimental commander was encouraging the defenders behind the position:

"Brothers, everyone knows the news. Many brothers doubt whether it is true or not. I can tell you responsibly that the news has been confirmed by the highest level. We were hit hard by the cold gun! Two Japanese commanders, one dead and one seriously injured. This is revenge for our brothers who died in the poison gas bomb. But this is not enough. When the Japanese come up, we must also avenge our brothers. We have retreated for two days and I don’t want to retreat anymore. If we retreat again, we will reach Wuhan city. Brothers, come with me and kill the Japanese."

"Kill the devils!"

"Kill the devils!"

"Kill the devils!"

At 8:30 in the morning, the Japanese bombers swung their tails and left, and the large force began a cluster attack again. According to the plan, the current defense line will be taken in one fell swoop today. In another three to five days, the troops will be able to reach the three towns of Wuhan. The charging Japanese troops were very excited. They understood that the National Army on the opposite side would not fight seriously. Up to now, they only wanted to preserve their strength to avoid being left without soldiers after the battle.

They were about to charge the position, but the National Army ran away without firing a shot. The Japanese army was a little surprised, but then they reacted with excitement. A few days ago, the National Army pretended to resist for a while and would only retreat after the troops suffered losses. It seems that now they are too lazy to pretend and have simply abandoned the position.

Just as the Japanese army crossed the 100-meter line with excitement on their faces, gun muzzles appeared on the trenches of the National Army.

Tart tart tart tart tart tart!

boom! boom! boom!

The defenders opened fire, no longer conserving ammunition, no longer considering retreat, and immediately launched full fire. The Japanese were somewhat unprepared, and it was completely different from what they had imagined! Wasn't their morale low? Hadn't they been running away for two days? Wasn't their firepower insufficient?

The thing that a cluster charge fears most is the machine gun. All the Maxim and Czech-type rifles on the Kuomintang positions opened fire, and the few mortars were also brought up. In two minutes, after the artillery shells were used up, they ran away. The Japanese assault team suffered heavy losses. Some of them withdrew directly, while some still rushed to the Kuomintang positions. The Kuomintang did not flee or withdraw, but drew out their swords and engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese.

By 11:30 in the morning, the National Army had retained most of its positions, and the Japanese army had gained little, so they had to give up the attack and wait until after lunch to resume their offensive.