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

The bombs arrived, and after communication, an American light frigate entered the Jiaozhou Bay, unloading and transporting. Chen Feng was chatting with a major general named York Louis on the beach far away from the unloading site. In the middle was an acquaintance, the ace pilot Lister.

American English was communicated without any obstacles, and Louis looked at Chen Feng with full curiosity.

"General York, thank you very much, but unfortunately time is tight and I can't do my best to be a good host."

Liszt played drums:

"Louis, Leng's cooking skills are very good. I have had the honor of eating his dishes several times. In Chinese, they are delicious."

"Leng, I've read the autobiography of Cold Gun written by Jonina, and I'm full of curiosity and admiration for you. I feel very nauseous when I see the Japanese, and I always feel that there is a disgusting smell about them."

"Pilot, I heard that you have made a fortune. I still have three years before retirement. Please take me in then! You know, life is getting harder and harder."

"The boss is here, you can ask him directly"!

The three of them were chatting and laughing. The heavy bombs were not boxes of artillery shells. They were very troublesome to load and unload, and it was estimated that it would take three hours to unload.

Each airport has 1,500 bombs, but only 300 of them are kept in reserve at the airport. The rest have to be transported to Tuopajian and hidden. If the Japanese get wind of this, they may blow it up at the cost of heavy losses, and the entire airport may be left with only a big pit.

Shen Honglie came over, and with him Wang Dalei, each carrying a small leather bag.

Chen Feng introduced the two people to York Louis, and the two men handed over the briefcases in their hands.

"Leng, what do you mean? Mr. Qiao Peter said he doesn't charge any money."

"Mr. York, according to our custom, this is the hard-earned money for our brothers. Your soldiers have paid extra labor for our orders. We should treat you to a meal, but time is tight, so we can only let you treat yourselves. Don't be polite."

"Fuck it, this won't work. This is just help between friends."

Chen Feng looked at Liszt who was watching the fun on the side, and Liszt explained:

"Old friend, please accept it! It's just some local specialties. This is a token of appreciation from Captain Lengqiang and his men."

York Louis did not refuse and took the two small leather bags. He felt the bags weighing on his arm and realized that the contents were not local specialties. He did not say anything and waved to the distance, and an American captain came running over.

"Take it to the ship and order the soldiers to help unload the cargo. Time is running out, so don't just stand on the side and watch."

The captain left with the briefcase, and the men continued to chat. Louis seemed to be checking something.

"Cold! It was on this beach that 20,000 Japanese soldiers were buried, right? And more than 30,000 were captured. This battle was really exciting!"

Chen Feng pointed at Shen Honglie next to him:

"Shen Honglie, commander of the New Fourth Division, and the Battle of Qingdao he commanded."

Shen Honglie took the opportunity to move forward and told York Louis in detail the battle that destroyed Haruki Isayama's army.

With the help of a frigate from the navy, the unloading speed was significantly faster. In just two hours, all the small missiles were on the beach. York Louis said goodbye to everyone, boarded the warship, and quietly left Jiaozhou Bay.

Seeing Chen Feng staring at the direction where the frigate left, Shen Honglie understood that his brother was jealous.

“How much does it cost to buy it?”

"What are you thinking about? The cost of the cheapest destroyer will not be less than five or six million US dollars. Frigates and cruisers start at tens of millions, and battleships cost tens to hundreds of millions of dollars. There are so many things you can't do with this money. Besides, this is just the cost. Without two or three times the profit, they won't consider selling it. Brother Shen, do you still think you are rich now?"

Shen Honglie grinned:

"Poor man, I am a pauper. The people in the southwest are still thinking about my income. After all my efforts, I can't even afford to buy a battleship."

"So, it is more cost-effective to rob, Captain Wang."

"arrive"!

"Continue to recruit soldiers and train them. When the time comes, I will lead you to seize Tianjin Port, Dalian Port, and Lianyungang Port and Shanghai Port in the south, all of them are ours."

Wang Dalei was amused. He liked the captain's arrogant character.

"The navy can now allocate two warships, how many more does it need?"

"The more the better. Five thousand people are not a few, and ten thousand people are not a few. We must take bigger steps. We are short of money and food. But don't recruit people to make up the numbers. They must pass the assessment."

"Don't worry, captain. I will ensure that the mission is completed. From Lanshan to here, I can't say how many there are, but there are still hundreds of thousands of fishermen. If one hundred people can pull out one, I can also pull out two Jiaolong groups."

After the few people left the beach, Wang Dalei wanted to return to the warship, Lister wanted to return to Cangkou Airport, and Chen Feng got on Shen Honglie's jeep. Because of this batch of bombs, he didn't even have the heart to eat dinner.

"Brother, if you can seize another warship, give me one. After all, I started out in the navy, so a warship shouldn't be too much. Don't worry, brother. The money can't be less, and it doesn't have to be half price. A 30% to 40% discount will be enough."

The driver was Shen Zizhong, who had just returned from cleaning up the peninsula. He almost drove the car into a ditch when he heard this. The division commander was usually fine, but he became unserious when he saw the instructor. Listen, listen to this, do you think warships are cabbages? They are grabbing and sharing.

"Have some self-respect, what's going on? Drive carefully. If you drive into the ditch, it will affect the anti-Japanese plan of the entire Shandong Province. Are the food and wine ready?"

"It's ready. Captain Qu arranged it personally. These are all the instructors' favorite foods."

"Brother, we have a deal! If we really grab one, you have to leave one for me so that I can equip the navy, army and air force."

"Don't panic, wait until you get it."

Chen Feng wanted to stay in Qingdao for a few more days to experience life on a warship, but a telegram forced him to leave Qingdao and fly back to Mengshan in the early morning light.

Because the Lianyungang port was destroyed, it would take at least a month for the Japanese army to repair it. The Japanese army on the Longhai East Line launched a surprise attack at five in the morning. Except for the Lunan Detachment in Nishan and the Guard Regiment in the Xiong'er Mountain area who took advantage of the favorable terrain to resist the Japanese army, the Second and Third Regiments were all retreated.

The Japanese army took the opportunity to advance forward thirty miles, and follow-up troops continued to cross the Jinpu Line, aiming directly at Linyi City.

I never expected it! Chen Feng was shocked by the Japanese sneak attack and was indeed a little careless. Not only himself, but also the 23rd Regiment never expected it. Although they did not relax their vigilance, they were still caught off guard.

Without suitable defensive terrain, the Second and Third Regiments were still retreating. The Second Battalion of the Third Regiment stationed north of Ganyu had already withdrawn to the line from Haiwenmiaoling to Tuowang, which was only more than ten kilometers away from Lanshan.

A battalion faced the attack of two Japanese regiments. Although it had various types of light firepower, it was still unable to defend itself in the plains.