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

Ningbo commanded 1,500 people to start cleaning up the battlefield. Chen Feng, Shen Honglie and Yang Qingfeng sat on the battlefield smoking, watching the lively scene, feeling somewhat contented.

A division! This is a real Type A division. Although the manpower is not sufficient, 20,000 is not a small number. They were still annihilated, and no one escaped. I don't know when it started, but before the battle, I no longer thought about crushing or defeating the enemy, but only about encirclement and annihilation.

Shen Honglie threw his hat to the guard, touched his head, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and rubbed it hard with his feet twice.

"It's so satisfying! It's so satisfying. We have annihilated another division. Brother Cold Gun, do you think people in Chongqing will worry about the reward?"

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it."

"Li Yunyan, Song Zihan".

"arrive"!

Two clear female voices emerged from the shadows, and then two beauties ran over to Chen Feng. When they arrived in front of Chen Feng, they ignored Shen Honglie and Yang Qingfeng and stared at Chen Feng with burning eyes, as if they could run away in the blink of an eye:

"team leader".

"Relax a little, send a telegram to Chongqing, the message is as follows."

"The Yimeng guerrillas, together with the New Fourth Division and the Lunan Detachment, launched an attack on the 21st Division of the Japanese Army at midnight today. As of 4 a.m., the 21st Division was completely wiped out. From Washizu Sohei to more than 20,000 Japanese troops, the three parties involved in the battle suffered losses of about one-third and are now clearing the battlefield."

Li Yunyan looked at Chen Feng in a dilemma. Is it appropriate to lose one-third? Isn't this a blatant fraud? Song Zihan's eyes flickered, and he pulled Li Yunyan's clothes. Why do you care about such a small matter at this time? The important thing is to win and annihilate them all!

Chen Feng stood up and walked over to Li Yunyan, patting her on the shoulder:

"Send a message! There are fewer and fewer opportunities to take shortcuts. Casualties in future wars will increase. It is normal for troops to have some losses. We can't always annihilate the enemy without suffering any losses. That's not appropriate. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand!"

Li Yunyan and Song Zihan left, and the scene became quiet. Shen Honglie and Yang Qingfeng were digesting Chen Feng's words just now. They actually admired him very much in their hearts. Since its establishment, the Yimeng Guerrillas have fought countless battles of all sizes, killed countless enemies, and their own losses have always been very low. This is related to special tactics and firepower configuration. Leng Qiang's words just now were a precautionary measure, and the two of them heard a hint of caution.

"Brother Lengqiang, do you have any new ideas? I heard you say we should fight the Japs head-on?"

"Brother Shen, Captain Yang, you have all seen the situation this time. It is very dangerous. Without saying anything else, think carefully about it. What would be the result if most of the Japanese troops hid in the trenches in this battle?"

Shen Honglie didn't understand the purpose of Chen Feng's question. After thinking about it, he felt it was a bit scary. If most of the Japanese troops were hiding in the trenches, the battle would be difficult to fight.

Yang Qingfeng thought for a moment:

"If the Japanese troops were hiding in the trenches, last night's bombardment would lose 90% of its effect. Just breaking through the barbed wire would consume most of our troops. What about your long-wire weapon~"

"Captain Yang, that's called a rocket launcher."

"Oh, right, rocket launcher, what a good name. If the Japanese army really hides in the trenches, the rocket launcher will lose 80% of its power. All we can do is to use heavy firepower to open a section of the trench, and then rush in and maneuver around. With submachine guns, there is still some hope, but it is difficult. It is easy to be surrounded if we fight like this."

"Yes! This is just one division coming to siege us. What if two more come after the Battle of Wuhan is over? Considering the hatred the Japanese have for me, it is not impossible for them to send three. By then, not to mention coming to help, you two sides will probably have to face a catastrophe!"

Shen Honglie shuddered suddenly, and felt that the joy of victory was suddenly not so joyful.

"Brother, don't keep me in suspense. What should we do? I will always listen to you. Tell me if you have any ideas first."

"My initial idea is to build up strategic depth, with Mengshan and Menglianggu as the center, and station troops in all directions. Once the Japanese army attacks, we must use guerrilla warfare, ambushes and special operations to consume them and prevent them from reaching Mengshan easily. Otherwise, if two more divisions come to encircle us, our guerrillas will become housebound."

The two of them were thinking about Chen Feng's idea. During the anti-Japanese war behind enemy lines, Yang Qingfeng didn't have to think about studying. Their fighting style was completely different from that of the Yimeng guerrillas. They had never thought of defending Mount Ni to the death. The entire mountainous area in central Shandong was their home. Even if the team was broken up, they would be able to develop again quickly. They were the ones who would thrive again after a wildfire.

What Yang Qingfeng is focusing on now is that once the Yimeng guerrillas expand outward, they are likely to overlap with the troops dispersed from the Lunan detachment. It is hard to say whether there will be a conflict at that time, but the development of the Lunan detachment will definitely be restricted.

Shen Honglie's Menglianggu mode is almost a replica of Mengshan. Thinking of a division going to besiege Menglianggu, Shen Honglie felt his scalp tingling. There is no shortage of water or food on the mountain, and there will be no problem for three to five months. If it is a long-term siege, there will be no way out and they can only eat up the food and wait to die.

He had never thought about these things before. No matter how stupid the Japanese army was, they would not surround Menglianggu with a large force. But Leng Qiang's words just now gave Shen Honglie a shock. Although he was doing well following Leng Qiang, he and the New Fourth Division were probably ranked high in the eyes of the Japanese. Leng Qiang's strategic vision had never been wrong, so he had to prepare for a rainy day.

The three of them discussed future developments while waiting for the cleanup and statistics to be completed. Fifteen hundred people were cleaning the battlefield, and the remaining troops were not idle either. After the troops in front finished searching, they would follow up to deal with the bodies. There were more than 20,000 bodies, and many of them were incomplete, which made it quite troublesome to deal with.

With several thousand soldiers, each person had to deal with four or five bodies on average. The workload was quite heavy, but no one complained. Putting aside other things, looking across China, which unit above the division level could have such an opportunity?

In addition to the pride of defeating the enemy with fewer troops, the Japanese soldiers' bodies still had some oil and water. Those who cleaned up the spoils would not touch the pockets of the bodies. Their focus was on all the weapons, ammunition and supplies. These alone were enough to make them feel overwhelmed. How could they have the time and energy to touch the pockets one by one? Besides, the people behind them were all close brothers, and it would be too much to touch all of them.

This group of devils were very rich, so rich that the nearly 5,000 corpse-clearing team was all smiling. The most common thing was money, watches were not lacking, and even gold bars could be seen occasionally. The Yimeng guerrillas and the New Fourth Division were better off, but the Lunan Detachment would not even let go of belts and cotton clothes. They were so poor that they were reluctant to throw anything away. Seeing the devils being thrown into the pit wearing brand new clothes and cotton clothes, many team members felt their hearts bleed. Forget it, just laugh it off! Waste is very shameful.

The cleaning work gradually became an assembly line. Two people worked in a group to carry the bodies and touch them. When they were carried to the edge of the field, someone would carry out the second step of processing until the dead bodies rolled into the pit wearing only their loincloths. Then the big pit would slowly accumulate and when it reached a certain height, it would begin to be filled. One by one, the dead bodies were planted. This year, the land must have enough fertilizer.