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

Isayama Haruki and Ueno Naoomi were both pinned down, and the guards pressed down layer after layer. The defenders of the west wall realized that they were one of their own! It was comfortable to watch one of their own people plowing the land.

The plane completed a turn over the city wall, and turned back to plow the fields amid the cheers of the officers and soldiers of the New Fourth Division. The two generals who had just crawled out of the pile of dead bodies were knocked down again.

The five fighters strafed three times, not only killing countless Japs, but also blowing up the suspected Japanese artillery shells. There was another huge explosion. After the five fighters finished killing the Japs, they collectively took off, re-formed and flew away to the southwest. They could still make two more rounds of ammunition, but they had to prevent encountering Japanese planes and catch up with the bomber alert as soon as possible.

Haruki Isayama and Naoomi Ueno almost had their ribs broken. The soldiers were too crazy. There were seven or eight layers of them piled on each of them. They were almost crushed to death.

The scene in the military camp was so miserable that the two men couldn't bear to look at it. There were corpses lying everywhere, and broken arms and pieces of flesh were all around them. Isayama Haruki was so angry that he was in no mood to call Ueno-kun.

"Ueno, where is the plane? Why is there a plane?"

Ueno Naoomi was also confused. You ask me, who should I ask? The two airports were bombed and pitted. There was absolutely no chance for the plane to take off. It was impossible for the National Army to provide aircraft support. They didn't have the courage to do so at such a long distance. In addition, the spies reported that the National Army had no plan to support the defense of the Yimeng guerrillas this time.

"Sir, it should be the Yimeng guerrillas. They may have built a hidden airport a long time ago."

"Nani"?

Haruki Isayama felt extremely uneasy. The enemy had no heavy artillery, but he had ways to deal with mortars. However, if the planes continued to attack, it would be a huge trouble.

"Signalman"!

"Your Excellency General."

"Send a telegram to the North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters: The Yimeng guerrillas have a hidden airport. We have suffered heavy losses. All the supporting supplies and ammunition have been destroyed. We request air force support and request to continue transporting supplies."

The artillery of the New Fourth Division did not take the opportunity to fire. After several hours of stalemate, the artillery suffered heavy losses and the shells they brought were almost used up. They urgently needed to return to the city for replenishment.

"Your Excellency General, we have very few indirect fire shells left. Some 75-caliber shells exploded just now. We only have a few hundred shells left."

Haruki Isayama's face turned pale. He was in big trouble. He had spent the whole morning just thinking about breaking out of the thunder array. The rapid consumption of energy in the three hours made the already tight artillery shells even worse.

"Hurry up and rescue the wounded, and sort out all the scattered supplies. Mr. Ueno, you are responsible for commanding the continued attack. Don't let the New Fourth Division discover our fatigue."

Isayama Haruki gave up his last chance. The minefield on the west side was almost broken through. If he cleared the mines now, the troops could rush out. He still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping to open a gap into Qingdao city with the only artillery shells left.

At the New Fourth Division Command Headquarters, Shen Honglie's face lit up after reading Shen Zizhong's telegram. This unreliable thing, if it weren't for his brother, he would be in real trouble this time!

"Report, the Second Regiment called and the Japanese army launched another attack. After ten minutes of shelling, two battalions launched a group charge at three positions. The pressure of blocking is very high. Commander Qu requests the use of heavy mortars."

Shen Honglie was startled. Bombardment for ten minutes? He took the message and scanned it. Something went wrong. There must be something wrong with the enemy's large-caliber artillery shells.

"Send a telegram to Qu Zexin, hold on, I don't believe that two types of machine guns plus rocket launchers and submachine guns can't stop the Japanese's group charge. Damn it, how dare you say such things."

"Tell Ze Xin that there may be a problem with the Japanese artillery shells. There is no need to hide here and there. Expose a few heavy firepower to attract artillery fire. Pay attention to the timing of the artillery fire. It doesn't matter if you lose some heavy firepower. Just hide everyone."

The messenger left, and Shen Honglie continued to judge the situation. The Japanese army was going to retreat, perhaps this afternoon, perhaps tonight, or at the latest tomorrow morning. The retreat route was undoubtedly the western mine array that was almost opened. It was less than 200 meters. Given the cruelty of the Japanese, they could easily open a gap and rush out by sending hundreds of soldiers to step on the mines. Fortunately, the Japanese army did not know the scale of the mine array.

"Signalman"!

"arrive"!

"Mobilize mortars of all calibers to move westward to surround the Japanese mine-clearing gap in the west. Send Shen Zizhong back with the 1st regiment, and together with the special operations battalion of the 23rd regiment, establish positions outside the gap and set up anti-aircraft firepower. This is a tough battle, and we must not let the Japanese get out of the pocket at all costs."

"Yes"!

In the direction of the city gate, the Japanese army launched five consecutive charges but were beaten back each time. The mountain artillery and field artillery became less and less frequent. When indirect fire was brought up for support, Qu Zexin, who was in the frontline position, showed a happy smile.

"Brothers, cheer up. There is a problem with the Japanese artillery fire. The division commander has told us to stop it no matter how hard we try. Move all the rocket launchers and machine guns from the positions in the back up. If the Japanese dare to charge again, we will kill them."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Japanese planes arrived. A regiment that was building positions and dozens of anti-aircraft guns deployed by two special operations battalions opened fire at the same time, blocking the Japanese army's dive route.

The judgment was wrong. The Japanese planes were not here to bomb or strafe, but to drop supplies. The transport plane converted from a heavy bomber did not dare to drop supplies at a low altitude and opened the cabin at an altitude of more than 1,000 meters.

Hundreds of parachutes fell slowly. The New Fourth Division's anti-aircraft firepower stopped shooting down the planes and opened fire at the parachutes in the sky.

The heavy mortars that had been set up were also aimed at the Japanese military camp. When the parachutes fell, a wave of twenty rounds of rapid fire would hit the Japanese military camp.

The parachute was still several hundred meters from the ground and was about to fall into the enemy camp. A strong northwest wind blew and the parachute was blown towards the beach.

"Commander, beach, our battalion has requested to go to the beach to stop them."

"There's no point in stopping them. There are mines on the beach and two warships inside. Only crazy Japanese would try to steal supplies."

"Send a message to the Jiaolong Regiment. The supplies dropped by the Japanese army have landed near the beach. Once the Japanese army goes to transport the supplies, please fire and blow them all back."

Isayama Haruki was a little desperate. The wind was too strong. The boxes that fell were all filled with large-caliber shells. As long as the shells were in place, there was still a chance to attack. In this way, they had to face the two warships in Jiaozhou Bay.

"General, what should we do?"

The chief of staff also understood the current situation and looked at the supplies in the distance with a worried look on his face.

"We must take it back, otherwise we can only retreat to the south of Xiaozhu Mountain."

"Orders: Kawano Infantry Regiment, Shuijing Infantry Battalion, and Engineer Regiment set off now and retrieve the supplies at all costs."

Five minutes later, three sequences left the military camp, and thousands of people ran towards the dropped supplies.