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

By October, the Jinpu Line was about to be completed, and many laborers left early. The Japanese army did not implement targeted measures, but adapted to local conditions, and many batches of laborers had been replaced.

Of the earliest laborers, only those who could endure hard work and had some skills were left. The Japanese army needed protection from the people, but they were not stupid. Many Chinese laborers just slacked off every day, ate more than anyone else, and worked cheatingly. Such people were basically driven back after passing their county town.

He didn't dare to kill them, even though he gritted his teeth at the sight of these lazy laborers. If he killed one, the rest would probably run away. Even if he forcibly detained them, the nature of the matter would change, and he would probably join the queue to be beheaded.

On October 10, the Jinpu Line was finally connected. The Japanese army was very excited. Along the way, 9 troops joined the bunker defense system. The number of soldiers was getting smaller and smaller, and there were less than people on both sides of the connection. Fortunately, there were still more than puppet troops, and they all carried guns while working. If they were really attacked, they would definitely not dare to watch the excitement. After all, the Yimeng guerrillas did not want prisoners, and neither the Japanese army nor the puppet army wanted them.

Little did they know that these puppet troops had been issued an ultimatum long ago that whenever they were attacked, three flares must be launched into the air and they must capture the Japanese troops in the bunker and surrender. All their crimes would be forgiven, and they could choose to return home and earn a lot of money, or they could join the reserve of the New Fourth Division and receive special training to improve their combat capabilities.

Among the more than 10,000 puppet soldiers, not a single one went to complain. That was what happened. The Japanese did not treat the puppet soldiers as human beings. They were used almost like animals. Hundreds of people were exhausted to death along the 500-mile railway line. They were also human beings and had some damn self-esteem. Anyone who had the idea of ​​complaining would be killed by others before he could do it. What was the use of complaining? If they offended the cold-shooting troops, even Jesus could not save them. If they kept this secret, they would still have a glimmer of hope at the critical moment.

But they had some doubts. Would the devils really let them join the bunker defense system? They had been promised that they would return to their hometown to get promoted and make a fortune after finishing the work. I don't know where the Yimeng guerrillas got the news from.

Captain Cui Weike of the First Battalion of the First Regiment personally led a special operations squad to infiltrate the labor team for three days of propaganda. These soldiers were from nearby hometowns and had simple accents, so they did not arouse any suspicion. After working for three days, they took one dollar and five kilograms of food and ran away.

The order was issued by Chen Fengqi himself and conveyed verbally. Only Chen Feng, the new machine gun company commander Guo Dapeng, the first battalion commander Cui Weike and ten special forces members knew the news. It was top secret, and as long as the puppet army did not take the initiative to inform on them, the chances of success were still great.

The reason why Chen Feng concluded that the Japanese army would use puppet troops was mainly because he calculated the distance of the railway line and the size and firepower configuration of each Japanese bunker.

The distance is 250 kilometers, which is equivalent to 250 large bunkers. Although the Japanese army has 10,000 troops, it is absolutely impossible for them to be deployed to the railway line. After the last destruction of the railway line, the defenses of various cities were very empty. A guerrilla team sent out from the Lunan Detachment dared to swagger into Teng County to kill the devils and steal ammunition. The Japanese army must mobilize at least 5,000 troops to join the city defense.

The remaining 5,000 men are stationed in 250 blockhouses, with 20 men in each blockhouse. The manpower is definitely not enough. 50 men are about right. These 10,000 puppet soldiers will be a nuisance if they are sent back. They will be bullied here and may not continue to work hard when they return. It is also possible that they will secretly disobey the orders. It is better to make good use of them. Cannon fodder is not valuable and they can be used for dangerous patrols and inspections.

The railway connection was successful, and more than a thousand Japanese held a banquet to celebrate. The train came over, and the laborers received the last batch of food and money and left. They were not given dinner, and all the puppet soldiers were forced onto the train without eating. They were released twenty times per kilometer, and turned around in Xuzhou and continued to move north.

The entire Jinpu Line was opened to traffic. The eyes of all China were fixed on this place. There had been no action for three consecutive days. Everyone knew that cold guns were useless. However, everyone knew in their hearts that the Japanese were too cruel. The defense of a railway line was more fierce than that of a large city. It was a huge waste of manpower and material resources. It was normal that there was no way out. They just felt a little disappointed.

This was the first time that Bin Shanyuan received praise from the headquarters. The old devil was now in tears. Ever since he took over as the commander of the North China Expeditionary Army from Terauchi Hisaichi, he had been working diligently and not slacking off, but every time he received a telegram of reprimand from the headquarters.

It's been a year! Even if he had made great achievements in other provinces, he couldn't stand the cold guns and the ruthless attacks of his team. Looking at the praise telegram from the headquarters, sipping Japanese sake, and looking at the pale geisha on the stage with a round fan half covering her face, Bin Shanyuan felt a great satisfaction in his troubled heart.

The Lunan detachment could not help but send a telegram to Mengshan, with only a few words:

The repairs have been completed, but the workers have withdrawn. How can we fight?

Li Yunyan came to Chen Feng's residence with the translated telegram. Shen Honglie from the New Fourth Division came to visit last night, and Chen Feng got Mingming drunk. The two chatted until midnight. It was eight o'clock in the morning, and there was still no movement in the cave. Although the communication team was not very interested in the Lunan Detachment, since it involved combat information, no matter how big or small, could be delayed.

"Report! Urgent message from the Lunan Detachment."

There was no sound in the cave, so Li Yunyan raised her voice.

"Report to the captain, there is an urgent telegram from the Lunan detachment."

This time there was a response, and the voice sounded a little weak:

"Come in"!

Li Yunyan lifted the door curtain, the door was ajar, and pushed it open. She was stunned when she saw Chen Feng lying on the bed, and her face instantly turned red. Is this okay? But she is really white! Whiter than Miss Song Zihan.

After Chen Feng shouted "come in" in a daze, he regretted it. It was over. It sounded like Li Yunyan's voice. In a flash, he stuffed his long legs in only shorts into the quilt. Just as he picked up his shirt and was about to put it on, Li Yunyan pushed the door open.

"Yunyan, I'm sorry, I was in a daze and didn't hear you clearly, please go out first."

Li Yunyan was reluctant to look away. His skin was white and smooth, with flowing lines. It would be perfect with a few scars. Bah, bah, bah, what a crow's mouth. No one could hurt him. He did not go out, but just turned away.

"Captain, you are busy, I will read it to you, it is very simple."

Chen Feng couldn't chase them out anymore. He had seen what he should see, and couldn't see what he shouldn't see. He quickly put on his shirt, stretched out his long legs and started to pull on his pants.

"Captain Yang Qingfeng of the Lunan Branch sent an urgent telegram, which said: The repairs have been completed, the workers have withdrawn, how should we fight?"

Chen Feng put on his shoes with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"All right".

Li Yunyan turned around, not daring to look into Chen Feng's eyes. Her heart was pounding. However, when she lowered her head and stared at Chen Feng's pants, she found that they were a bit messy. It was probably because Yunyan was drunk and got them dirty.

"Captain, your pants are dirty. Change them and I'll wash them for you later!"