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

Seeing that the political commissar did not refute, Yang Qingfeng felt a little annoyed:

"Is he really playing tricks on me? This cold gun is too much. It's a pity that we have to obey his orders every time we fight together."

"Old Yang, calm down. You can't say that. A free gift is a free gift, a favor is a favor, and things that are given without a price are the least valuable. You think Leng Qiang is really stupid? Although we can't guess what his purpose is, these two names are meaningful. He has also calculated that the two leaders will definitely sign. If you don't believe me, go back and send a telegram for instructions. I guarantee that the IOU will be on the way tomorrow."

"I'm not mad, nor am I upset. Ten thousand cigarettes a month means I save twenty thousand dollars a month. I'm not that ungrateful. But when I think of Leng Qiang's smile, I get goose bumps all over my body. It's more uncomfortable than being treated coldly. He's really a smiling tiger."

Yang Qingfeng arranged for the power to be generated as soon as he came back. He received a call back three hours later, saying there was no problem. The one-year IOU would be dispatched tomorrow, and he could bring the medicine back and hand it over to Leng Qiang next time he escorted the drugs.

The Japanese troops on the Longhai East Line stopped and honestly commanded the workers to repair the railway. Like the Jinpu Line, they adopted the form of trenches, luxurious bunkers and barbed wire. The difference was that they relied on the county town and were divided into seven or eight teams to expand from the city to both sides. Before the railway was completed, Chen Feng had no intention of harassing them again.

There is also the First Division in the east, so we have to find a way to deal with it! Otherwise, if they suddenly move westward one day, with their powerful artillery firepower, it is very likely that they will reach Linyi and Yishui in one day.

The eastern side is now defended by the 3rd Regiment of the Yimeng Guerrillas and the 2nd and 3rd Regiments of the New 4th Division. The pressure is still very high as three regiments are defending against a division with strong firepower and they cannot arrange defensive positions. The special forces of the three regiments have never stopped their reconnaissance, for fear that the 1st Division will suddenly launch an action.

On March 3, a telegram sent by the Third Regiment made Chen Feng furious. A Japanese warship had been cruising near Arashiyama, and no fishing boats were allowed to go to sea. More than ten fishing boats had been blown up in three days. The fishermen dared not speak out. Going to sea to fish was their livelihood. Without their livelihood, life would be very difficult. Some fishermen who were familiar with the Huangshanhe Camp of the Second Regiment ran to the mountains to complain and asked the Yimeng guerrillas to help them think of a solution.

The commander of the Third Regiment, Liu Hanqiang, was a little upset. If it was the First Division that did something wrong, he could still deal with it because the warships were at sea and out of reach. However, the fishermen had already come and he couldn't just ignore it. So he sent a telegram to Mengshan, saying that the captain was omnipotent and perhaps only the captain could solve this problem.

On the night of March 3, the four regiments that went down the mountain simultaneously received a top-secret telegram from Mengshan, ordering each regiment to select elite members with good swimming skills from the special forces, with thirty places per regiment, and to arrive at Mengshan by the afternoon of March 18 at the latest, as there were important combat arrangements.

At the same time, the New Fourth Division also received a top-secret telegram from Chen Feng, requesting that a minimum of fifty soldiers familiar with naval guns be sent to Mengshan. There was an important combat plan and they must be fully aware of the situation. It would be best if they were familiar with naval gun operation and aiming, and that the information be kept top secret.

Shen Honglie knew what it was after a moment's thought. The Marine Corps? No need to think, he must be planning to attack the Japanese warships. This must be done, and it must be done beautifully.

The elite company, with more than one hundred people who had previously followed the cold gun training, except for the regiment commander, battalion commander and three people who had already died, the remaining eighty people were all transferred back to Menglianggu. Shen Honglie decided to send them to Mengshan after personally giving them a speech.

This was the first time that the captain transferred troops from the foot of the mountain. The four regiments immediately became busy. Each regiment had a special operations battalion, each battalion had a special operations company, and each company had a special operations squad. There was no shortage of special operations members, let alone thirty, even three hundred would be no problem. However, there were not many who were good at swimming, and there were only about a hundred or eighty in each regiment. The captain wanted elites, so they could not just make up the numbers. Each regiment gathered members who were good at swimming overnight, and emergency selection began on March 3. In the afternoon of the 19th, 19 special operations elites rushed from each regiment's base to Mengshan, galloping all the way. They might not have thought that a few years later, they would become elites galloping the sea.

In the early morning of the 20th, Laolongtan, north of Mengshan, lost its former tranquility. Lu Feihu led the first battalion of the independent regiment to block all roads in and out of Laolongtan.

By the Laolongtan, Chen Feng was making the final mobilization for two hundred special warfare elites.

"Brothers"!

With a shout of praise, two hundred elites stood up solemnly, looking at the captain who was giving a speech with burning eyes. Each team member had some guesses that to be able to be trained and selected by the captain himself, it must be a major mission like the bombing of airports and arsenals in various places last year. The marines of the New Fourth Division were full of excitement, as they could train with Captain Lengqiang again and go on missions with him again.

"You are all elites selected from the New Fourth Division and various regiments. Being able to stand here represents your strength. The next task will be very difficult, and you may even risk your life."

Seeing that everyone remained calm, Chen Feng continued:

"We only have one week. I will train with you. After the training, I will go on missions with you. Let me repeat, this mission is a life-threatening one. Is there anyone who doesn't want to participate? If you don't want to participate, I will let you return to your original unit in the name of failing the selection. It will definitely not affect you in any way."

"Is there any?"

"No"!

There were ten rows of people. Chen Feng looked at everyone from the front to the back, and everyone's eyes were fearless.

"Very good. From now on, everyone will be quarantined together. Before the mission begins, no contact with any outside personnel is allowed. Let me inform you first. The First Division of the Japanese Army has blocked our sea outlet. A Japanese warship is cruising around Arashiyama Head and bombing our fishing boats at will. So far, more than a dozen fishing boats have been blown to pieces by them. I want to ask everyone, can you tolerate this?"

A group of united elites were filled with indignation and shouted loudly:

"Can't tolerate it"!

"Very good, I also think it is unbearable. Our mission is to train for seven days, rush to Lanshantou, drive a fishing boat or swim out to the sea armed, seize a warship, bombard the two heavy artillery positions of the First Division, and then blow it up. Do you have confidence?"

All the team members were instantly excited. Seize the warship? Bomb the First Division? Why did this sound so exciting? Although it was unprecedented, as long as the captain was there, they would be able to do anything.

While Chen Feng was training with the special warfare elites, Colonel Masao Ueno, captain of the Japanese light battleship Kitakami, and Isamu Yokoyama were chatting on the ship. The cold breath of winter was slowly disappearing, and there were more white waves on the sea. A group of seagulls were circling around the battleship, waiting to be fed by the Japanese on the deck. The seagulls were becoming more and more dense, and when they gathered to a certain size, the Japanese raised their rifles.

boom! Bang bang bang!

More than a dozen seagulls fell on the plywood, and the Japanese soldiers let out ghost-like howling sounds. The remaining seagulls screamed miserably, spread their wings, and flew away from the group of beasts.