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

When dozens of mortars had fired twenty rounds, Yang Qingfeng led the assault team to charge, with submachine guns leading the way and machine gunners giving signals to advance towards the heights on both sides. When the machine guns were stacked on top of each other on the heights, the advance became easier. The Japanese army shrank into a line in the entire two-kilometer strip and was being eaten away bit by bit by Yang Qingfeng's assault team.

When Ichiro Yamamoto learned that several hundred remnants had retreated, he realized that something was wrong. They were not coming back for support, but were being chased madly, and there must be dense enemies behind them.

Ichiro Yamamoto had ordered his troops to stop the charge and built a simple position on the beach by the lake. Although they could not break out, they should have no problem holding out until dawn. If the enemy really dared to charge down, the more than 10,000 remaining soldiers would be able to fight and would not be afraid of anyone in a bayonet fight.

The arrival of the fleeing soldiers interrupted Ichiro Yamamoto's defensive rhythm. The defenders in the south could not stop them at all, even though he desperately sent people to support them and even though he dug simple trenches on the soft beach.

First there was a wave of rapid mortar fire, then a round of machine gun fire from the eastern hillside, and finally the stormtroopers fired with submachine guns under the cover of dozens of machine guns. The soldiers in the simple trenches couldn't even raise their heads.

Ichiro Yamamoto looked back at the calm lake and listened to the gunshots getting closer and closer from the south. He realized that he didn't have much time left. He couldn't set foot in the lake. Even if the soldiers could swim, they would be trapped in a jar. There was no need to consider the position on the east. They had not rushed up in half the night and were now exhausted. They had no chance. Not to mention the south. Let alone rushing out, defense was a big problem. The only thing left was the north. Ichiro Yamamoto knew that it would be heavily guarded, but it was the last chance of survival.

Ichiro Yamamoto urgently integrated the troops in ten minutes. There were still more than 9,400 people, but more than 3,000 were seriously wounded. Ichiro Yamamoto issued a cruel order, urging the team to break out to the north, fight wherever they rushed to, and leave no one alive.

The soldiers immediately became like chickens with their blood pumped up, screaming and shouting, demanding a desperate charge. More than a thousand wounded stayed behind to provide death cover, nearly two thousand lightly wounded stayed close to the Lunan Detachment's position to cover the charge, and the remaining two regiments formed a group and made a desperate breakout to the north.

Political Commissar Li on the top of the mountain discovered the situation of the Japanese army and ordered all mortars to move north. There was a team in the northernmost part to intercept them, but they only had the strength of a battalion. Although there were more than 30 light and heavy machine guns, they might not be able to stop the desperate Japanese attack.

The breakout began. The two thousand lightly wounded Japanese soldiers knew that they had no hope. Even if they rushed out, they could not catch up with the team. They would be surrounded and annihilated by the Lunan Detachment sooner or later. They received the order to die but did not resist. They took off their shirts in the cool night, tied sanitary napkins on their heads, and launched a cover charge to the northeast.

The machine guns above were firing crazily, and the sound of bullets hitting flesh was endless. The lightly wounded became seriously wounded, and the seriously wounded became corpses.

The six thousand Japanese soldiers were divided into six groups, abandoned all heavy firepower and baggage, and rushed northward along the lakeside in dense groups.

The person guarding the northernmost exit was Ji Zhongwen, the battalion-level squad leader of the Lunan Detachment. At the beginning of the battle, he crippled the Japanese vanguard approaching the position. Then there was no fighting for half the night. No matter how fierce the battle was, Li Zhongwen did not dare to go up to support. The political commissar had issued a death order, and any Japanese soldier who let go would be subject to military law.

This was considered the cruelest order in the Lunan Detachment. Ji Zhongwen understood the importance of this narrow strip of high ground extending to the lake. When there was no fighting, he organized the soldiers to build a solid position.

Here they come, they are coming. The Japs are charging very fast, much faster than the artillery above. When they are 500 meters close to the position, most of the lightly wounded soldiers who are covering the charge are dead.

The gap was getting narrower and narrower, and the power of light and heavy machine guns was getting stronger and stronger, but the Japs did not waver at all. No one cared about their fallen companions, and no one cared about the wounded everywhere. The wounded were also very stubborn. After being injured, they did not lie there wailing. The lightly wounded charged towards the positions on the east side and continued to cover the charge of the large force. The seriously wounded groped for the grenades, ready to pull the trigger and knock down the helmets of the enemy.

Yang Qingfeng had arrived at the location where the Japanese troops were gathering, but was blocked by a group of wounded soldiers who were unwilling to die. He wanted to persuade them to lay down their weapons and surrender, but the wounded soldiers refused to listen. Yang Qingfeng knew that the remaining Japanese troops had broken through to the north, and he must not let them go, otherwise he would fail to live up to the trust of Captain Leng Qiang.

"Order the artillery to build positions as quickly as possible, the mortars to fire ten rounds at a rapid pace, and all the light machine guns to go down the mountain and fire immediately after the shelling. We must rush over within ten minutes, quickly!"

Heavy machine guns are difficult to move and are too troublesome to move up and down the mountain, but the Type 99 light machine gun and the Czech light machine gun are no problem at all. A light machine gun team consists of two people, one carrying the gun and the other carrying the bullets, and they quickly jump down the hillside.

All, all, all, all!

The mortar was very fast and opened fire in just two minutes. Hundreds of shells exploded among the wounded Japanese soldiers who were blocking their way. Yang Qingfeng led the machine gun team and submachine gun team and began firing.

After only five minutes of firing, there was no sound of resistance from the wounded soldiers' position. When the team approached, a wounded Japanese soldier lying in a makeshift trench suddenly detonated a grenade.

After several explosions, Yang Qingfeng became angry when he saw that more than a dozen soldiers were either dead or injured.

"Take a detour to the east, pass quickly, notify the troops above, and come down to clean up the battlefield."

Yang Qingfeng gritted his teeth and continued to order:

"Shoot them one by one, don't let any of them escape. If anyone gets hurt by the wounded soldiers again, I will punish him."

The defenders in the north finally welcomed the large Japanese force that broke through. The Japanese army advanced 300 meters. At Ji Zhongwen's command, light and heavy machine guns opened fire at the same time. More than 30 lines of fire formed a death barrage in the narrow strip of more than 100 meters.

If they couldn't rush forward, they would die. If they rushed forward, they could do whatever they wanted. The Japanese soldiers rushed forward facing the bullets. The ones in front fell down, and the ones behind stepped on their corpses and continued to charge forward with ferocious faces.

There were more than 300 soldiers, except for more than 100 machine gunners and auxiliary soldiers, and more than half of the remaining soldiers were all lying in the first trench, holding grenades in their hands and staring at the crazy Japanese. Everyone was surrounded by a box of melon grenades. The machine guns could not stop the grenades from exploding, and the grenades could not stop them from exploding the grenade boxes. They would never let the Japanese rush out from here even if they died.

The battle had just lasted five minutes when the lakeshore was already filled with corpses. The troops behind were still charging forward. After five minutes of continuous shooting, the machine guns could hardly bear it. The Japanese army had already rushed to a distance of forty or fifty meters. The soldiers in the trenches in front suddenly raised their heads and threw out grenades, five grenades each, and in a very short time, they took advantage of the height advantage to throw them at the group of Japanese soldiers rushing up.

boom! Boom boom boom!

A space was cleared in front of the trench.