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

Nakamura Yuichi's face was gloomy. Although he was in a desperate situation, he was not worried as long as there was no large-caliber artillery on the opposite side. The circular fortifications built by five or six thousand people, with three layers inside and three layers outside, would cost a heavy price if the Yimeng guerrillas wanted to rush over even if they all used rifles to block the enemy.

Yuichi Nakamura is very confident. He has been studying the cold gun for a long time. The cold gun captain will never allow his team to suffer heavy losses. But now they say there is a lack of water and food. Is there any need to fight the battle?

boom! Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, firing broke out from the opposite trench. Yuichi Nakamura quickly lay down in the trench and looked through a telescope. A group of soldiers huddled in the trench, trying hard to aim with their rifles. There was no major loss on his side, but many of those who had been smoking or chewing on cans to watch the fun had their heads blown off.

There were people on the other side pointing and talking. What did this mean? Practicing marksmanship? Training new recruits. Nakamura Yu was furious and drew his command knife to stand on the high ground.

"Sudden death! Shoot!"

boom! Bang bang bang!

Countless Type 38 rifles at the outermost edge opened fire, mixed with the sounds of some Type 99 light machine guns and the sparse roar of Type 92 heavy machine guns.

All in! All in!

The Type 60 mortar opened fire, smashing into the machine gun position. The special operations sniper was also firing, instantly eliminating the opposing machine gunner.

The recruits started firing again. The Japanese soldiers' shooting skills were not bad, but at the same distance of more than 98 meters, the range of the Type rifle was obviously weaker than that of the Type k.

The special forces soldier patted a few recruits who were taking aim.

"Guard your position well, don't shoot if he doesn't show up, and shoot if he shows up. When hunting, you need to have enough patience."

"Sergeant, I hit it, I hit it."

"Get down, kid. If you want to die, you don't have to be so excited. Just stick your head out."

The new recruit was kicked into a trench by a special forces soldier. As soon as he was knocked down, several bullets hit the earth wall behind him.

The recruit had a look of fear on his face, but was as excited as a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger. He got up and continued to aim with his rifle.

At the Central China Expeditionary Army Headquarters, the commander had a look of distress on his face. This attack could be said to be a total failure, and the consequences were very serious. Even if the traffic on the Longhai East Line was restored, there would be a big problem with the number of defenders. Twenty-eight thousand troops were indeed a lot, but facing retaliation from a cold gun, would they be able to hold on?

As bad as it was, the sequence attacking the Lunan Detachment in the west was completely wiped out, and there were not many troops left in the sequence attacking the Third Regiment in the east. Only the sequence attacking Linyi in the middle had about two regiments of infantry left. The aircraft losses were too severe, and the air force was already protesting against this mindless dive support, so they had to stop the air assistance.

The problem was that the soldiers of the two regiments had lost most of their heavy weapons, and their light and heavy machine guns had also suffered serious losses. Although they had built solid trenches that could withstand the attacks of the Yimeng guerrillas, they were too far away from the target of attacking the center. To be honest, they were just a group of remnants trapped in the enemy's camp. There was no hope of rescuing them, but it would be very heartbreaking not to rescue them. In case thousands of them surrendered, it would be another huge scandal.

"Report, General Nakamura called, the troops are short of medical equipment and medicines, and the food can only last for two days. The team is digging for underground water sources and requesting airdrop support, otherwise there will be serious problems with morale."

The commander was filled with anger. What kind of serious morale problem would there be? Wasn't it just preparing for surrender? With the strength of two regiments, they didn't even prepare water sources for positional warfare. How many villages did they pass by without knowing how to replenish supplies? They didn't put up any resistance when they were surrounded. They were really a bunch of idiots. Although they were angry, they still had to send support. Otherwise, if they really surrendered, no one would be able to save face.

Buzz! Buzz!

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the Japanese planes arrived. Fearing an attack, the Japanese transport planes did not choose a more accurate low-altitude airdrop, but chose to drop the supplies from a thousand meters away.

More than ten transport planes dropped hundreds of parachutes, which were floating in the air. Lu Feihu and Wu Tianxiang were looking forward to a strong wind. They heard that the airdrop to the Japanese army in Qingdao cost the Japanese army a heavy price because of a sudden strong wind.

In the end, we didn't get what we wanted. Two-thirds of the hundreds of parachutes fell into the Japanese army's circular position. What a pity! If we had known earlier, they would have exploded in mid-air.

One third of the parachutes fell on their own positions. Lu Feihu and Wu Tianxiang ordered the special forces members to drag them away quickly with gas masks. The Japanese army was so cruel and crazy that they would do anything. These supplies had to be carefully inspected by professionals before they could be used.

The military doctors of the two regiments began to check the supplies. When the boxes were opened, in addition to canned beef and biscuits, the largest amount of medicine was penicillin. Several military doctors were shocked. Where did the Japanese army smuggle this good medicine from? I don’t know how much money was wasted. After all, smuggling to the Japanese army is equivalent to colluding with the Japanese. This is a serious crime. Without enough profit, who would take such a big risk?

Yuichi Nakamura was quite satisfied. Although he only got sixty or seventy boxes of supplies, it was enough for the team to last for two more days. Compared with the supplies, the better news made Yuichi Nakamura ecstatic. The soldiers dug dozens of deep pits. Their hard work paid off. They finally dug out a water line. Water gushed out, and his team no longer had to worry about having no water to drink.

In this way, the two sides were stuck in a stalemate. The Japanese army could not break out, so they simply lay down to defend, eating canned beef and drinking underground spring water. Although they could not cook rice without firewood, canned biscuits were more cost-effective. Fearing that the soldiers would be anxious, the transport planes considerately dropped some cigarettes and playing cards.

The Yimeng guerrillas also did not want to speed up the pace of eliminating the Japanese army. Each regiment had reported that they had not given new recruits the opportunity to train. Except for the Jinpu Line and the Longhai Line, there were almost no organized Japanese troops. The defense of the two railway lines was not something that the new recruits could get their hands on.

This group of Japanese soldiers were just right. They had no heavy weapons, many wounded, and were trapped. Although they had no worries about food and water, their combat effectiveness was just so-so. There were two special operations battalions watching in the front-line trenches, and the new recruits only had to practice night attacks and marksmanship.

Old Yan from the Logistics Department calculated the expenses and found that it would cost 870,000 yuan just to compensate the people for one battle. Although many people refused double compensation, they were willing to accept it after hearing that this was a strict order from Captain Leng Qiang.

Eighty-seven thousand oceans are only worth more than two thousand yellow croakers. The Yimeng Pharmaceutical Factory only had to work one more month to make the money. It has to be said that the pharmaceutical industry is really profitable!

The fishing villages on the east line have been restored and rebuilt. In addition to ocean water, each family has 100 kilograms of grain, which can ensure that they can invest in the construction of new homes without any worries. This is not the case in Linyi, but the money and grain have been distributed to the people who suffered losses.