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

After thanking them, more than a dozen mine instructors began to clear mines. Professionals are different. They used small shovels to shovel away the snow, found the disturbed ground, and gently dug off the soil on it. After a few shovels, the mines were directly pulled out of the pit, and then thrown behind them like a sweet potato. Shen Honglie and the soldiers of the New Fourth Division who were watching behind them were collectively shocked. My goodness! Brother, be careful!

The gap was only a little over a hundred meters away. The Japanese soldiers inside and the New Fourth Division outside were watching a dozen people clearing mines. The Japanese soldiers inside were discussing whether these soldiers were from the Yimeng guerrillas. Given the nature of the New Fourth Division, all the good stuff was stolen from the Yimeng guerrillas. With only a dozen soldiers clearing mines, it was possible that they were the devils of the Yimeng guerrillas.

After more than half an hour, the passage was opened. More than a dozen instructors turned to both sides and continued to expand the passage. The passage was large enough for the Japanese to line up in and out. Shen Honglie did not speak. In case some Japanese soldiers were desperate and rushed into the thunder array, none of the dozen instructors would be left alive, and he would not be able to explain to his brothers!

After more than half an hour, the passage several dozen meters wide had been cleared.

"Commander Shen, please tidy up the mines. We will go back first. We will continue to clear the mines after dawn tomorrow. It is estimated that it will take more than ten days. Commander Shen, please issue a notice. No one is allowed to enter this area. People in nearby villages are asked to keep an eye on their children."

"Brother, rest assured. Tomorrow I will ask the special operations battalion to help you clear mines. After that, I will arrange for someone to send you to Dashibi Mountain."

"Respect yourself"!

"Teacher's seat".

"Arrange for them to rest and entertain them."

"Yes"!

"Master, you should go and have a rest too! Leave this to us."

Shen Honglie shook his head:

"I want to meet the Japanese commander."

Qu Zexin looked anxious:

"Commander, you absolutely cannot do that. Whoever you want to see, I will tie him up and send him to you tomorrow morning. You cannot stay here now in case the Japanese are plotting against you. Your body is worth a fortune, and thirty thousand Japanese cannot buy your safety."

"Damn it, Ze Xin, I feel comfortable being beaten by the horse you are riding. I'll leave it to you guys. I'm also tired after a whole day, so I'll go back and have a rest."

"Go away, Master!"

Surrenders have begun here, and the whole country is in an uproar. Everyone knows that the Japanese army attacked the Yimeng Mountain area and Qingdao City. It has only been a few days! There are only more than 30,000 Japanese soldiers left out of the 50,000 Japanese soldiers, and these more than 30,000 have sent a clear text message to surrender. Is this true? Wait until tomorrow. If this is true, it will definitely be published in the newspaper tomorrow. The newspaper dare not lie.

Mengshan, after arranging to send a telegram to Shen Honglie, Chen Feng had a happy look on his face. Compared with the battle in Xiong'er Mountain, what he was most worried about was Qingdao. There were too many uncertainties. The Japanese aircraft carrier formation, various types of naval guns, and 50,000 infantry, once they broke into Qingdao city and street fighting unfolded, the New Fourth Division would be very passive.

Now, unless the Japanese army gathers tens of thousands of troops, it will not be able to open the door of Qingdao with its aircraft carrier fleet. Thirty thousand more prisoners of war is equivalent to thirty thousand more hostages, plus the overseas Chinese. The Japanese will have to think twice before bombing in the future.

Qingdao can be completely relieved. There is no good plan for Xiong'er Mountain yet. Fujita Jin, the old devil, is very cautious. Even the cautious Chen Feng feels a headache. If you continue to fight like this, even if you win, when can you reach Mengshan? At this rate, you may not be able to reach Mengshan in the spring of next year. It's really weird.

Fujita Susumu had his own sufferings. At this time, he was feeling deeply moved with his Chief of Staff Nakayama Sadake. Fifty thousand troops were gone, just like that, and it was not just the result of the cold-shooting team.

The two men analyzed Isayama Haruki's command. From the moment they landed, the New Fourth Division had been planning to target their artillery fire, bombing with aircraft and naval guns. It had to be said that the two warships entering the Baisha River was a stroke of genius. If it were them, they might not have considered it. The tide rises and falls, the principle is simple, but who would think in this direction?

The hidden airport of the Yimeng guerrillas also stunned the two men. Bombing the aid weapons was equivalent to cutting off Isayama Haruki's retreat. In fact, Isayama Haruki still had a chance in the afternoon. Upon learning the news that the aid was bombed, he rushed out of the thunder array regardless of everything. More than 30,000 troops moved to the south of Xiaozhu Mountain. It was highly likely that the New Fourth Division could not stop them.

This was Isayama Haruki's only failure, and it was also the direct cause of the surrender of 30,000 imperial warriors. The two felt painful just thinking about it. 30,000! More than a long-established Type A division, and nearly 20,000 people died, more than a Type B division. Our own people know our own people. Sixteen or seventeen-year-old children have all gone to the battlefield. Is it necessary to continue this war?

As for us, although our troops are three times as many as those who attacked Qingdao, we have no naval artillery support and face the powerful firepower of the guard regiment. We have had a hard time moving forward. We have launched fifteen attacks today, and all of them were charged at the explosion points of artillery shells.

In one day, apart from picking up Miaonanyu which was voluntarily abandoned by the Guard Regiment, there was almost no progress. The cold gun was really a perfect plan. As soon as the two sneak attack troops entered the mountainous area, they were blocked by the enemy and fled in panic. Only 126 people returned from the two battalions, and it was all tears to talk about it.

After fifteen attacks, more than two thousand imperial warriors were killed or wounded. The streets and alleys west of the Jinpu Line in Lincheng were filled with wounded soldiers. More than ten trucks could not transport all the wounded to Xuzhou. Without considering the losses of weapons, ammunition and supplies, more than seven thousand imperial warriors have been sleeping on this land since the guard regiment's dark night bombardment, and five or six thousand have been injured.

"General, will we continue the attack like this tomorrow? The morale of our soldiers is a little low!"

"There is no other way. The siege of Yimeng Mountain and Qingdao is a hopeless battle. I don't know what those senior officials in the base camp are thinking. So many troops have been killed by Leng Qiang. Isn't it enough? What will happen if we really attack Yimeng Mountain? Can we go up the mountain and capture Leng Qiang alive?"

After saying this, Fujita Susumu sighed and put down the battle report in his hand.

"Mr. Zhongshan, we don't seek to achieve merit, but to avoid mistakes! I know you have some ideas, and I have some ideas too, but when I think about the enemy we are facing with cold guns, I suddenly feel that these ideas are unrealistic. I hope that the headquarters and the expeditionary force headquarters can stop this attack before we suffer serious losses."

"That's impossible! That group of people are planning how to eliminate the cold gun every day."

Fujita Susumu sneered:

"Cold gun? Does it have anything to do with the cold gun? Don't forget, what we are facing now is only one of the main regiments under the cold gun. He seems to have five or six such regiments! Don't forget, in addition to these main regiments, the Lunan Detachment has not yet appeared. As an old Chinese saying goes, if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold. Maybe the Lunan Detachment is already on the way to help, or maybe they are hiding in a ravine and preparing to launch a big surprise attack on us."