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

It was already dusk when they returned to Mengshan. Lu Feihu, who stayed behind, reported that all the rocket launchers and rockets had been properly placed. The New Fourth Division's part was directly left in Menglianggu. Commander Shen was already waiting on the mountain. The New Fourth Division's guard regiment spent the entire afternoon just carrying boxes.

Shen Honglie was drinking tea in the cave, which was full of boxes filled with ocean dollars. He was naturally very happy to see Chen Feng coming back.

"Thanks a lot, brother. It's one hundred thousand dollars. I didn't count it carefully. I used a big scale to weigh it. This is all. To be honest, your thing has no price, and five hundred thousand dollars is not a lot. I'm taking advantage of you."

Chen Feng did not refuse. If he really didn't take some money, it would look like the New Fourth Division or something.

"Captain Lu, please arrange for them to be put into storage! It makes me dizzy looking at them piled here."

How much is one hundred thousand dollars? One piece weighs 27 grams, so one hundred thousand is 2.7 tons. The conference room and the cave are almost full.

"Brother Shen, there's too much room here. Let's go to the waterfall and have a drink. I didn't expect the Germans to be so honest. They have shipped all the total amount for this year. Captain Lu, please make the arrangements."

"Captain, everything has been arranged, just send it over."

If Chen Feng came back alone, he would just have a bowl of meat noodles, and at most add a scallion. If there were outsiders present, the number would not be less than six plates.

During the dry season, the waterfall loses its noisy roar, and a few thin streams of water slide down the mountain wall, adding a sense of artistic conception of a small bridge and flowing water.

"Brother Lengqiang, I feel a little disappointed! When we fight on the Jinpu Line and Jitai Line, you took the people from there but not me. Do you dislike me, big brother?"

Chen Feng picked up a piece of pork intestines and savored the delicious aroma. He had actually eaten seafood these past two days. Living by the sea, he was poor and had no choice but to eat large yellow croaker to fill his stomach.

"Brother Shen, do you know how many casualties there were in the battle of Jinpu Line? To be honest, the Japanese army sent three regiments of reinforcements alone."

"I'm not sure about this. Actually, it was Chongqing who asked me to ask. Song Xiaoniu is unreliable and I can't contact her in Chongqing. So they asked me to find out the purpose of opening the Jinpu Line and whether it will relieve the pressure on Shanxi and Hebei."

Chen Feng pretended to be surprised and did not give a direct answer:

"Do you know where I went a few days ago? It was in the mountainous area in the southern part of Jinan. I went to have surgery. The casualties this time were too heavy, with hundreds of seriously injured people alone. Do you still want to go?"

"Call me next time something like this happens. We also need to fight with blood and fire, especially the new recruits in the regiment. They are too comfortable."

"The Tiger Regiment suffered heavy casualties. The reason I didn't call you was because of the casualties. I responded to Chongqing like this because I was looking at the overall situation. Not only do we have to cut off the Jinpu Line, but we also have to cut off the newly built Longhai East Line. The Japanese are so small, and the war has been going on for almost three years. There is a huge gap in supplies on the mainland. The reason why they swallowed their anger and rebuilt the Jinpu Line and the Longhai East Line is to plunder our supplies and food. So, the purpose of my attack on the Jinpu Line is to make the Japanese army crazy. Once people go crazy, they dare to do anything."

Shen Honglie didn't quite understand what he was saying. What else could he do? Would he desperately attack the Yimeng Mountains? Seeing Shen Honglie's confused face, Chen Feng continued to explain.

"It is no exaggeration to say that the Jinpu Line and the Longhai East Line are the lifelines of the Japanese army and the mainland. As long as they are cut off, the Japanese army will search for resources at all costs. What do you think they will do?"

Shen Honglie still didn't understand, so he could only nod awkwardly, which made Chen Feng a little stunned. What does nodding mean? It's better to cooperate and ask!

"The Japanese army cannot get enough resources here. They will definitely attack around us. Guess which direction?"

Shen Honglie suddenly realized:

"The Soviet Union must be the Soviet Far East."

Chen Feng was a little tired. He couldn't think of it or didn't dare to think about it! Go to the Far East to dig potatoes? Or play with the blind bear!

“Think about what Southeast Asia produces?”

"Rice. Three-season rice. I understand. Japan's national strength is weak and it must need a large amount of food. Three-season rice is a good choice, but will the British agree to it?"

"The general direction is right, but the path is wrong. Southeast Asia has not only three-season rice, but also oil and rubber, which are strategic materials that they are in short supply. As for whether the British agree or not, why don't we just fight and see who is closest to the British?"

"I understand this. The French have the best army in the world. How dare the Japanese take action?"

"Let's drink, drink and eat!"

"Brother, stop! Tell me, tell me quickly, my heart is itching like a cat scratching it, I can't drink it."

"Brother, my dear brother, the Americans, the Japanese want to occupy Southeast Asia, and the Americans are the biggest obstacle, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand it all. The Americans are just like that. They are good at making money, but they lack something in fighting wars. The Japanese will deal with the Americans first and then the British and French, right? They have to pick on the weak ones."

"Well, if you and Chongqing reply like this, I will say nothing about you."

"Japan is short of resources and wants the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Belt. If it doesn't get enough support from us, it will definitely attack the Americans, British and French. Our war of resistance will usher in the biggest turning point. Tell them. These are my inferences, and they are temporarily classified as top secret. We must not let those powers know about it, otherwise we may fail. Whoever leaks the information may become a sinner of the nation. Our current strategy is to consume the Japanese army and their supplies as much as possible, and at the same time do our utmost to prevent them from transporting resources back to their homeland. Do you understand?"

"I really understand it this time. No wonder you wanted to build the Jinpu Line, brother. You should think three steps ahead. To be honest, people in Chongqing don't have the vision like you. I will go back and teach them a lesson. Come, big brother, let me borrow your flowers to offer you a toast."

At least the lie was covered up. Chen Feng felt that he had believed himself. He looked at the present with the perspective of seventy or eighty years later. This was his greatest advantage. When all his judgments came true, he would be the biggest charlatan in China.

Shen Honglie had no intention of going back, so he naturally accepted all the visitors. Chen Feng could only persuade him awkwardly. He really didn't want to drink! He was really tired after driving all day! However, it was better to tell Shen Honglie about this matter than to tell Song Zihan. Song Xiaonu is not reliable now. If she is asked to send power, she must be protecting herself. If she does not reflect the problem from a fair perspective, they will definitely think that she is cheating.

After drinking a pound of Shaodao, Chen Feng ordered another bottle of Lanling aged wine. After two bottles of wine, Shen Honglie was a little drunk and asked Lu Feihu to send Shen Honglie back to the guest cave. Chen Feng felt sleepy and thought about the consequences of flapping his wings. What he was most worried about was that the Japanese army would lose confidence in going to war with the Allies if their attacks on the Chinese battlefield were blocked. That would be a pity. The war of resistance might last for several years. Was he a little too cruel? The little devils must not change too much!