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

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Chen Feng passed by Xiandao Lake. He was sitting on his horse and enjoying the beautiful scenery of Xiandao Lake. Suddenly, a horse team came towards him. The team of seven or eight people looked extraordinary. They had submachine guns on their backs and pistol holsters on their waists. They looked like box guns. Although they were wearing civilian clothes, they were elite troops. A Japanese squad? Not really. They were tall and strong and didn't look like Japanese devils.

The leader jumped off his horse and walked towards Chen Feng. His eyes flickered as he looked at Chen Feng. It couldn't be such a coincidence! Impossible, it's impossible to run so fast.

"Countryman, where are you from? We want to go to Lushan, can you tell me how to get there?"

Chen Feng put away the nail in his hand without leaving a trace. Although the leader tried his best to cover it up, his thick Sichuan accent could not be hidden at all. He glanced at the people on the horses again. This was definitely a special forces reconnaissance team! Eight people and sixteen horses,

"What are you going to Lushan for? There's martial law there. Just report your number! No need to hide it. Do you know the Southern Sichuan Special Forces?"

The leader's great joy, wouldn't it really happen? Such overwhelming wealth!

"Brother, who are you? To be honest, our instructor is from the Southern Sichuan Special Forces."

"I'm Cold Shot, please tell me your number!"

"Brothers, dismount!"

The men on horseback were confused and thought the squad leader had found a spy. They instantly became nervous, dismounted, and took off their guns in one go.

"Put it away, put it away, what the hell are you doing, are you rebelling? Line up."

The group of people were a little embarrassed. They were thinking wrongly! Who is this person? They quickly stood behind the monitor.

"salute"!

The squad leader saluted quickly. The other soldiers were a little surprised, but they quickly reacted and followed suit.

"Reporting to Captain Leng Qiang, Huang Dayou, the squad leader of the first squad, third platoon, second company, first battalion, special operations regiment of the 134th Division of the th Army of the National Revolutionary Army, reports to you."

The seven soldiers behind him were all confused. A cold gun? Did I hear that right? A promotion of three ranks? One hundred thousand dollars?

"Captain Huang, you believed me when I told you it was a cold gun!

"Yeah! What if it's fake?"

Huang Dayou suddenly realized, but it was impossible, who would dare to fake a cold gun! Chinese people can't do it, and Japanese can't do it even more.

"Reporting to Captain Lengqiang, I can see that you are extraordinary at a glance. Even from a distance of 800 meters, I feel my whole body trembling when I see you. It must be you. Even the instructor has never given me this feeling."

Chen Feng burst out laughing. This squad leader is quite a funny guy.

"Tell me! I have escaped from Lushan for a day and I don’t know what happened. Who are the Japanese soldiers who died?"

"Report to Captain Cold Gun~".

"Relax and don't report every word. I'm not your superior. Be careful when operating behind enemy lines."

"I'm excited, captain, I'm excited, don't be surprised. The Japanese commander Yan Junroku was shot in the head, and Okamura Yasuji was shot through the chest and his lungs were severely damaged. It's hard to say whether he's dead or alive."

Chen Feng realized that the old devil who came out of the building last night was Ningci Okamura! The one who went up the mountain was Yan Junliu. Fortunately, although the second shot did not hit the head, in this era, if it penetrated the chest and lungs, it would basically be dead.

"Sergeant Huang, is there a radio?"

"Yes, yes, Xiao Lu, debug the radio, the captain needs it."

"Captain, can we send a telegram to the division headquarters?"

“How long will it take to get out of the Japanese range?”

"Three hours to the west and one hour on horseback, and we will reach our defense zone."

"Let's wait until we're beyond the Japanese sphere of influence before sending it out! Otherwise, if the news leaks out, the Japs will immediately cut off our retreat."

"Yes, I understand."

After debugging the radio, Chen Feng sent a telegram to Mengshan, another to the Fifth War Zone, and finally a plain text telegram.

"Sergeant Huang, let's go into the woods to rest for a while, eat something to replenish our strength, and set off after dark."

"Brothers, into the woods."

Chen Feng untied the things on the back of another horse and scattered the bean feed in front of the two horses. The horses of the reconnaissance team did not receive such treatment. They only had some hay feed, and each horse sprinkled a few handfuls of it and prepared to eat.

Two corn cakes, a piece of cooked bacon, and a scallion are the meals for the reconnaissance squad, which is the best treatment for the soldiers in their division.

"Come on, come on, Squad Leader Huang, let everyone come over."

Chen Feng laid out the beef and steamed buns:

"Brothers, don't be polite, help me eliminate them all. I will go to your defense area for a big dinner in the evening. By the way, who is your division commander?"

Huang Dayou and the soldier were embarrassed, swallowed their saliva, and replied:

"Our division commander is Yang Gancai, Captain, please eat! We all brought our own food."

"Just eat if you are asked to. Don't be polite. It is fate that we meet as brothers. We will have to cross the Japanese-occupied area together later. Everyone should replenish your strength. Come on, come on. Whoever is polite again will no longer be a brother"!

"Everyone was not polite and stuffed their food back into their pockets. They started tearing the beef into pieces in a hurry. Each person had two big steamed buns and a large piece of beef and started to wolf it down."

Huang Dayou took a bite of beef and said with emotion:

"Captain Leng Qiang, I don't think you are on the run! I feel like you are traveling. Look at your life. Who else would bring bean feed for the horse and big steamed buns and braised beef when escaping? I am so envious."

Chen Feng took a bite of the steamed bun and said leisurely:

"Let me tell you, that's what the Japs are like. If I hadn't gone to Wuhan to find General Li Zongren, I would have planned to go to Lushan Airport to get a plane back to Shandong. Then I would have flown to Mengshan and parachuted, and would have been back in a few hours."

Several soldiers couldn't help but stop chewing because of this boast. They were shocked, but after reacting, they felt that it was possible. The one who said it was a cold gun! They raised their thumbs to show their admiration and continued to chew beef and steamed buns.

When Chen Feng and Huang Dayou's class were having dinner, the Kuomintang-controlled areas went crazy, and then the occupied areas went crazy. These were all happy craziness. The base camp was also crazy, and they were mad at Chen Feng, who was too arrogant.

"Good afternoon, little Japan. Stop chasing and intercepting us. I have already arrived in Anqing City on your merchant ship. I heard that you promoted Kawabe Masamitsu to be the commander-in-chief. I would like to visit him tonight. By the way, two shots were fired in Lushan last night. I heard that Yan Junroku's head exploded and Okamura Neiji's lung was shattered. It's a pity, but I really don't have time to aim at the head. Your defenses are too strict. I said that if you use poison gas bombs shamelessly again, I will retaliate. They are just minions. If time is convenient, I will go to Tokyo. Spring is coming soon. I wonder if your old emperor dares to go to enjoy the cherry blossoms. Be careful, a headshot is a bit exciting. I wonder if your queen can bear it and is afraid!"

In Mengshan, in the conference room cave, all the officers above the company level have gathered. The Washizu Division of the Japanese Army is marching towards Mengshan. The captain is missing, and everyone is a little anxious and asking questions. The three battalion commanders and Liu Caiyun are a little embarrassed. How to explain it? If there was no war, no one would ask if the captain did not show up for a week. But the war is coming, and without the captain, they feel like they have lost their backbone.

"Report, telegram from Captain Cold Gun."

Li Yunyan rushed in with disbelief on her face. She hadn't seen the captain for two days and thought he was hiding in the cave studying time bombs. She never expected this.