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

Lin Chuan turned and looked at Yang Qingfeng.

"Lao Yang, we are in a relationship of life and death. I didn't know your life is so hard. I was inconsiderate."

Yang Qingfeng felt a little embarrassed.

"Lin Tuan, please don't say that. Our life is already very good. We have three meals a day, and we are full every time. We have meat to eat during festivals. When we are wealthy, we have canned food every week. This living standard has exceeded that of most ordinary people."

Lin Chuan was silent. Compared with the treatment of the Guards Regiment or the Yimeng Guerrillas, the Lunan Detachment was considered to be very difficult. But there seemed to be nothing wrong with what Yang Qingfeng said. In the war years, being able to eat enough seemed to be a luxury. He had some complaints about the workers entering the Zhongxing Mining Area, but when he thought about it carefully, they were just trying to provide food and clothing for their families.

On January 1941, 1, the 20rd day of the twelfth lunar month, it was the Great Cold, the coldest day of the year. Chen Feng instructed Lin Chuan in detail and took Li Yunyan with Howard to leave Xiong'er Mountain. The special operations reinforced platoon that was escorting medicines back from Dabie Mountains was responsible for the escort.

Zhao Qingyun, the platoon leader of the special operations platoon of the first company of the second battalion of the guard regiment, was a little excited. The gold bars were seized by the regiment commander, so he didn't have to go out before the New Year. He also got a job as an escort team leader, and he felt very happy.

The weather was very cold. Even after ten days of snowing, everything was still covered in white. The snow on the road had melted a little, but it had all frozen into ice, making it impossible to walk. The team could only ride horses through the mountains and wilderness.

"Qingyun, you have to travel a long distance back and forth every month. Have you ever encountered any danger?"

"Captain, there is no big danger. The Japanese army has not set up a large-scale blockade in the entire Anhui and Henan regions. We hide during the day and move out at night. The Japs either hide in strongholds or artillery towers at night, or hide in county towns. We have never encountered a large-scale Japanese army. Occasionally we encounter some blind ones, but we can basically finish them in one round of fighting. When the Japs come out to check at dawn, we have already gone to bed hundreds of miles away."

“Where are you trading now and with whom?”

"Captain, there is a Jiuhua Mountain more than 30 miles west of Lu'an. We all traded in the Laomao Cave in Jiuhua Mountain. The trading partners were uncertain. Sometimes they were guards from Chongqing, sometimes they were special forces from various war zones. We also traded with people from the Statistics Bureau, but every time there was a witness from Commander Li Pinxian's guards."

"Captain, the Zaoyi Campaign is over, and the demand in each war zone is not high. It seems that they are all doing business."

"Do you know what price they sell it at? Is it recognized by the public?"

"How can I not recognize it? It's hard to get one. They pay three dollars for it, and it becomes five dollars in the hands of ordinary people. Some are sold to the occupied areas, and the price is raised to ten dollars. Some are even sold to the Japanese, and the price is even twenty dollars. These war zones are also making a lot of money."

Seeing the captain remained silent, Zhao Qingyun asked with some doubt:

"Captain, we gave them half price at the beginning because we saw how difficult the Zaoyi Battle was. Should we raise the price again? It seems like they are making too much money."

"Let them earn! The more they earn, the more actively they sell. Our daily output is now over 10,000. It's useless to accumulate too much of this stuff, so it's better to exchange it for gold bars for peace of mind."

At ten o'clock in the evening, the team returned to Mengshan. Zhao Qingyun's reinforced platoon stayed there for one night and would bring back some 75-caliber artillery shells tomorrow.

It's still more comfortable in my own nest! Chen Feng half-lying on a chair in the cave of the conference room, drinking the hot tea made by Song Zihan, and listening to the reports from Lao Yan and Lu Feihu of the logistics department.

"Old Yan, stop talking. These are all trivial matters. You can make your own decision. The New Year is coming soon. A fight may break out at the Guards Regiment at any time. Other regiments are also confronting the defenders on the railway line. You can guarantee the daily necessities, right?"

Old Yan was a little speechless. It was a trivial matter to spend tens of thousands of dollars on purchases.

"There is absolutely no problem with weapons, ammunition and daily necessities. They will be enough until the beginning of spring."

"Okay, if it's nothing important, let's go to bed early. I'm tired after traveling all day."

Lu Feihu and Yan Jiaming left the cave. Seeing that the captain was really tired, Song Zihan stepped forward and gave him a head and shoulder massage.

"Captain, you haven't washed your hair since you went there! It's all greasy."

"I don't have the time to wash my hair. I've barely washed my face. Be gentle, it hurts."

Song Zihan smiled secretly.

"Captain, why don't you get rid of all the Japanese? I heard that there are still 70,000 to 80,000 of them. Can Lin's regiment hold on?"

"You also know it's 70,000 or 80,000! Those are 70,000 or 80,000 Japanese devils, not 70,000 or 80,000 cabbages. Cabbages have to be pulled out one by one. It's not that easy."

"Xiaofeng, you're back!"

The person didn't arrive yet, but the voice came first. The woman as windy as the wind was only Sister Caiyun.

Seeing that Song Zihan was massaging Chen Feng's head, Liu Caiyun poured herself some tea. In such awful weather, her face became cold after walking outside for a while.

"Sister Caiyun, I just came back not long ago."

Song Zihan said hello, said she was going back to watch Sister Yunyan take a bath, and ran away with a red face.

"Xiaofeng, is it difficult over there in Linchuan?"

"There is no good solution for the time being. The two old Japanese soldiers, Susumu Fujita and Sadauchi Nakayama, are too cautious. If it weren't for the heavy snow last time, the two sides would probably still be entangled in the trenches now."

"Okay, it's nothing. You can go home tomorrow to see Uncle Chen! Uncle Chen is not in good health and has mentioned you several times."

Chen Feng stood up from his chair.

"What's going on?"

"Don't be so startled. I caught a cold while clearing snow at the airport last time. I'm well now. I went to see a doctor and he just talked about you a few times."

"Then I won't go back for now. I'll go to Liu Kuang's place tomorrow and then go to the airport. How are those pilots? I'm not worried about anything else. I just hope the foreigners behave themselves!"

Liu Caiyun understood what Chen Feng meant. It was the Chinese New Year's Eve, and all the teams were fighting against the Japanese invaders. As the captain, she had to do it to show everyone.

"Being content, I just started to like hunting when it snowed heavily. After the hunt, I started to queue up at the airport and was so noisy that I couldn't sleep all night."

"Sister Caiyun, that was a party, not a queue. Aren't all the flight trainees here? There was no training?"

"We only train for one morning every day, and the rest is left to the aid pilots. You have a lot of free time. Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. Go back to sleep"!

There's nothing much to see at the pharmaceutical factory. For now, there's only penicillin. But drugs to treat malaria are also on the agenda and are expected to go into production next spring.

The arsenal has been very busy and has been producing 75 caliber artillery shells recently. In addition to the Guard Regiment's need to accumulate some inventory, the New Fourth Division has also ordered some. Shen Honglie followed Chen Feng's path and spent a huge amount of money to buy 75 field guns for two artillery battalions from Joe Peter. He didn't take any shells and planned to order shells from here.

"Old Liu, how about our coal reserves? The Zhongxing mining area was lost and cannot be retrieved for the time being. It will take time to get it back and resume production."

"Captain, the New Fourth Division gave us the Jinling mining area. There is a small open-pit coal mine nearby. The coal quality is very good. We are not short of coal."