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

Seeing that Heiwa's mother was half-believing and half-doubting, Liu Minggui spoke up:

"The Fuli family, I always go to the Beizhuang market just to hear some news about them, don't worry! People at the market always discuss how many devils were killed and how much money was rewarded, but never hear about how many casualties their guerrillas suffered. If one person says it might be made up, but if everyone says it, it must be true. Xiaofeng is really amazing!"

Heiwa's parents felt relieved then. Heiwa's mother held the bag that Heiwa had asked her to bring back, as if she was holding her son far away, and was reluctant to let go for a moment.

Chen Weiping looked at Li Ergou chewing the fried cake with a smile, his heart full of pride. Just now when the two families were not here, Li Ergou told him about his son's situation. He was the captain of several thousand soldiers and all the regular troops of the National Army had to listen to him. He was the biggest in Shandong. The Japanese dared not to provoke him after they failed to defeat him several times. It was only that his son did not want to be an official, otherwise he would have become the commander of a war zone, a high-ranking official in charge of hundreds of thousands of troops!

Although he couldn't help but feel worried, Chen Weiping's face lit up when he heard his son was so successful:

"Ergou, eat more. Why don't you stay here tonight? I'll fry a rooster for you."

"Uncle Chen, I can't stay here anymore. I'm also a company commander and there are still many things to deal with in the army. We are stationed in Baoduqiao now. If you have any difficulties, you can come to us. Remember to go secretly! Don't let anyone see you."

"No, we won't go and cause you trouble. We have everything we need at home, and we are all in good health. You can just focus on fighting the Japanese. Tell Xiaofeng and the others that they don't have to worry about home."

Li Ergou finished the last bite of the fried cake, drank a few mouthfuls of the egg soup, burped, and said with satisfaction:

"Then I'll leave first. I will contact Mengshan by radio in the evening. Do you have anything else to say? If so, I can pass it to Mengshan in the evening."

Caiyunniang got excited first and pulled Li Ergou's sleeve:

"Ergouwa, talk to Caiyun and tell them not to just focus on fighting the Japanese. Find a suitable young man if you can. You are not young anymore, so make plans early."

After saying this, Caiyun's mother glanced at Chen Weiping obliquely. Li Ergou suppressed his smile. If this kind of news was sent back, he would not dare to return to Mengshan. Sister Caiyun knew that she would beat him to death when he returned!

Liu Minggui glanced at his wife and said pretentiously:

"What nonsense are you thinking about? Our Caiyun is so outstanding. I don't know how many handsome young men are eyeing her. Don't be anxious. We will find a high-ranking official and become his wife in the future. Do you understand?"

Caiyun's mother didn't dare to talk back. She said it in a nice way. She just wanted to marry her daughter to Xiaofeng.

Tian Fuli was filled with pride. The naughty boy had become a company commander, a high-ranking officer commanding more than a hundred troops.

"Then please help tell Heiwa to behave well and not embarrass his brother Xiaofeng. Don't worry about family, his mother and I are fine."

Li Ergou bid farewell to the three elders and rode back to Baoduqiao. Although it was not his home, Li Ergou still had a feeling of leaving home. The oil cakes on his back were still warm. Li Ergou understood that this was a token of Chen Bo's kindness. Unfortunately, such a bundle of oil cakes could not be sent to Mengshan, so he could only give them to his brothers as a snack.

There was constant gunfire in Baodugou, and the crackling sound could be heard from a long distance away. Li Ergou secretly made up his mind to manage Baodugou well and guard the home behind Beizhuang and the mountain.

At the foot of Mount Meng, the first recruits to arrive have been training for eight days. In the past few days, fewer new recruits have come, as most of them have come from long distances. Needless to say, they have food to eat when they arrive, with plenty of fatty meat and rice. They are given tents to rest for a night and then start training at dawn.

Guo Dapeng came to Mengshan on the first day and was also one of the first recruits to participate in the training. When he arrived, he participated in setting up the tent and even had a meal with the chief instructor, although they ate together while squatting on the grass.

Because of his strong physique and outstanding upper limb strength, Guo Dapeng was assigned to the machine gun training camp after seven days of training. The rest of the training methods were similar to those of new recruits, but there were two more hours of machine gun training every day. Guo Dapeng formed a team of six and became a Type 92 heavy machine gun team. One hour of the two-hour training was spent carrying machine guns and bullet boxes and running around, and the remaining hour was for shooting.

Guo Dapeng likes the time to shoot the most. Different from the rifle training in the past few days, Guo Dapeng likes the feeling of holding a heavy machine gun and firing the most, because his arm strength is amazing and he can easily suppress the muzzle of the gun. Every time he sees the smoke and dust billowing on the earth slope four or five hundred meters away, Guo Dapeng feels that it is like the blood of the yellow-skinned Japanese devils splattering.

Guo Dapeng came from Linyi City. The village was once raided by Liu Heiqi's puppet army. Later, Leng Qiang led the Lone Wolf Commando to avenge the village. Guo Dapeng has always been grateful.

Every time he heard news about the Lone Wolf Commando, he would always be very excited. Later, the Lone Wolf Commando entered Mengshan and established the Yimeng Guerrillas. Guo Dapeng originally wanted to join them as soon as possible, but unfortunately he was captured by the Japanese when he passed by Shiquanzhuang and was forced to join the labor corps for fortification construction. He worked there for half a year. He could neither run away nor fight. Like many laborers, Guo Dapeng endured the torture of the Japanese every day.

It was not until a few days ago that Guo Dapeng participated in a moving mission at a train station and found an opportunity to escape from the labor camp. He went home to see his mother, and seeing that his mother was in good health, he rushed to Mengshan as soon as possible. Fortunately, Mengshan had a recruitment plan, otherwise it would be hard to say whether he could stay.

It was Guo Dapeng's turn to shoot again. Each person had three magazines per day. The first two were for bursts, and the third was for sweeping fire. It was not that you could sit back and relax just because you joined the machine gun group. The instructors recorded your daily performance. If you didn't make any progress for several consecutive days, I'm sorry, you would have to report to another training camp.

Guo Dapeng controlled the machine gun and aimed at the dirt slope 400 meters away. His teammates had already prepared two magazines, and they would load them in immediately after the front magazine was used up.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The machine gun fired, and clouds of dust flew up from the slope four hundred meters away.

After changing the magazine, he continued firing, and all the bullets hit the slope, and all hit the center.

With the last bullet, Guo Dapeng started the continuous shooting mode.

Phew! Phew!

Bullets from a magazine hit the middle of the slope like raindrops, and the splashing dust instantly formed a small mushroom cloud.

The instructor nodded with satisfaction. This was a good candidate for a machine gunner. If he was trained well, he would be no worse than the machine gunners on the mountain. After everyone finished shooting, the instructor assembled the team.

"Guo Dapeng".

"arrive"!

"Wei Fujian".

"arrive".

There were six machine gun teams and thirty-six machine gunners. The instructor called out six names.

"The six of you will withdraw from your original group and form a machine gun team. Follow me up the mountain after dinner. The captain will personally review you after you get to the mountain. If the review is successful, you will be members of the machine gun platoon of the second company of the second battalion."