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

At 1:30 p.m., Li Yunyan received a secret message from the Fifth War Zone, stating that the target appeared above Jingzhou City, circled twice at 3,000 meters above the ground, and flew away to the west.

Cen Zeliu took off in a fighter jet. Twenty minutes later, a bomber took off, then another bomber, and finally the fighter jet piloted by Zhou Lingxu. When the last fighter jet disappeared into the blue sky in the southwest, everyone couldn't help but become nervous again.

"Let's go! There's no use standing here, let's go back and wait for news."

Returning to Tuopajian, Chen Guoqing winked at Chen Feng and climbed up the north slope to the high ground.

It would take at least three and a half hours for the aircraft squadron to reach the Zaoyi battlefield. Chen Feng gave some instructions and followed Chen Guoqing to the top of the mountain.

"Captain, there is power generation in the south."

Seeing Chen Feng sitting down leisurely and lighting a cigarette, Chen Guoqing almost couldn't help it. Shouldn't he ask anxiously? Are you so confident in your subordinates? He really wanted to stop talking to him, but he couldn't help but hear the good news.

"The first small target was taken. In addition to the small target, a Dutch-Indonesian warship was also seized. However, the warship cannot be studied, so we can only run ashore. There are many good things on the warship, twelve heavy artillery, a large amount of ammunition and food, and you will never guess what else they seized."

Chen Feng found it a little funny. Apart from arms and food supplies, they only had some money at most. They would not put some seafood on the boat. Chen Guoqing's ostentatious nature must be ruthlessly suppressed.

"It's nothing but some money. Tell Li Ergou to spend as much money as possible. Their task is to expand the team and territory, and to make a name for themselves. They don't need to save money."

"How do you know? Have you contacted them?"

Chen Guoqing was surprised, but he understood it in an instant. Others might not be able to guess it, but Chen Feng was very smart.

"It's not just some money, but a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry. In addition, Ergou dragged all the heavy artillery ashore and set up a simple position on the reverse slope, and repelled a light cruiser of the Dutch-Indian Army. Now the cement has arrived, and they are vigorously building permanent fortifications."

"How about recruiting soldiers?"

"Fortunately, there was a constant stream of applicants, but Ergou was very strict and only recruited 300 people. Together with the 200 people my father sent, the Holy Spear Corps has now begun to take shape."

"Holy Spear? What the hell?"

"Ergou and Ding San discussed and formulated this. You are the Holy Spear, the mysterious Holy Spear. Most of the natives believe in Lanjiao. The two of them are going to create a god. When the mysterious Holy Spear appears, the entire Sumatra Island will be shrouded in the glory of the Holy Spear, overthrowing all foreign enemies and burying them."

Shit! Chen Feng felt a little toothache. The two of them were so bold now! No, it must be Lao Chen's idea. Li Ergou and Ding San definitely don't have such a foolish mind. Forget it, the Holy Spear is the Holy Spear! Anyway, this place must be occupied. If history does not change, then I will change history. That kind of cruel thing must never happen. If there is a sign, do it and do it to death.

"Call them back and tell them that no matter how the situation develops, they must ensure their subordinates' absolute loyalty. Any signs of misconduct must be strangled immediately. Also, as long as there is money, except for what the Nanyang Group keeps for themselves, all the rest must be handed over to Mr. Chen. Priority should be given to purchasing heavy firepower. Buy whatever is needed. The two colonists' lairs over there have been destroyed. Make way for them, otherwise the situation will be left to the Japanese."

At five o'clock in the afternoon at the Zaoyi battlefield, two hours before dark, all Japanese planes completed their missions and returned.

Qianjiang City in the middle of the right wing of the National Army had been lost, and the defenders had retreated to the second line of defense at Wanjiagou, 15 kilometers east of Jingzhou. Wang Mingzhang was supposed to hold on for some time, but Li Zongren saw that the left wing defenders had retreated to the Dengjiatai line, 30 kilometers away from Jingzhou, and was worried that Qianjiang would be surrounded, so he ordered the Qianjiang defenders to retreat to the second line of defense.

The last attack of the day is about to be launched. The Japanese soldiers who are preparing to charge are on full alert. As soon as the heavy artillery stops, they will rush upwards. At that time, the mortar will fire thirty rounds at a rapid speed. Only by charging along the explosion point of the mortar will it be possible to reach the opposite trench.

Buzz! Buzz!

The heavy artillery hadn't stopped yet, when suddenly several planes flew in from the northeast. The nervous Japanese soldiers instantly became excited, standing or kneeling in the trenches, raising their hands and shouting "Ban Cai" in unison. The headquarters is very considerate! In the past, the support was stopped at three o'clock, but today they sent planes after five o'clock. Although it was a little less, it definitely boosted the morale of the attack sequence.

The heavy artillery stopped, and the mortars did not follow up. They had to wait for the planes to deal with the ammunition before opening fire. The bombers and fighters began to dive at the same time. The bombers' target was the heavy artillery position, and the fighters' target was the two trenches.

The Japanese soldiers below were all staring at the plane eagerly. Suddenly, they felt something was wrong. Was the pilot a pig? He was in a hurry, but he still wanted to show off and accept the respectful cheers from below. After all, he had to finish dropping bombs and firing machine guns first!

call out! Whoosh!

Two bombers dropped bombs on the heavy artillery positions from the front and back, and two fighter planes dived down two trenches at the same time.

boom! Boom boom boom!

With a few loud bangs, the heavy artillery position was detonated. The explosion of a few aerial bombs could still be tolerated, but the explosion caused by the chain reaction was too terrible. The entire position was overturned, and huge flames and smoke rose up.

The Japanese in the trenches were all stunned. A mistaken bomb? Impossible! It was not yet dark, and even a blind man could not make a mistake. Some commanders finally realized that Qingdao must be the plane from Qingdao.

"Defend, get down!"

The fighter planes had already rushed down, and machine guns and cannons opened fire at the same time. Four lines of fire swept the trenches from north to south. It was okay to be hit by ordinary machine gun bullets, but if you were hit by large-caliber bullets, your body would be torn into pieces instantly.

There were no anti-artillery holes in the Japanese trenches. They had two trenches just to block the National Army's counterattack. The two fighter planes swept back and forth twice, leaving about one-third of the bullets flying away. It was confirmed that it was an enemy plane, and it was heading west.

Today's attack is over, the heavy artillery position is gone, and the soldiers who participated in the attack suffered a ruthless blow. The plane disappeared for a long time but I am still thinking about it. It's so terrible. The soldier next to him was hit in the chest by the aircraft cannon, and the entire chest cavity exploded. The upper and lower halves of the body were separated, and the bright red lungs were still hanging on several soldiers. There is no need to say more at this moment. For the first time, the Japanese soldiers felt admiration for the enemy on the opposite side. They couldn't stand it if it happened once, but they had to endure at least four strafing and bombings every day.

On the wall of Jingzhou, Wang Mingzhang put down the telescope, turned around and ordered:

"Send a telegram to Commander Sun and forward it to the Fifth War Zone and the Yimeng Guerrillas. The four planes have achieved significant results. The Japanese heavy artillery regiment has disappeared, and the Japanese sequence preparing for the attack has also suffered heavy losses."