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

There are all kinds of birds in a big forest, and of course there are no shortage of people who want to pretend to be rich. The Yimeng guerrillas will verify the village they report. The people hate such people to the core. If there are guerrillas watching on the side, they will naturally not be polite. If they don't know them, they will report them immediately. In troubled times, severe punishments will be imposed. Those who take risks will either go to the Jinling mining area to dig for a year or be shot. Some ruffians got on the truck heading north without saying a word.

The Japanese army deployed more than 60,000 troops from the eastern line of Longhai, and more than 2,000 were pulled back by warships. Another 5,000 to 6,000 were besieged in the south of Linyi City. Normally, such a great victory should have resulted in a clear coded telegram or something. However, the Lunan Detachment kept a low profile and did not make any reports on the situation except for its own headquarters.

Chen Feng felt that he was too old to show off. There were only more than 50,000 Japanese soldiers. Except for the Fifth War Zone, which responded to the battle situation, he had no contact with other forces.

After several major battles, the artillery shells ordered by Chen Feng were only a few left. Fortunately, the Yimeng Arsenal was operating at full capacity, ensuring the team's artillery shells.

Every day, donkey carts and horse carriages traveled between Linyi and Mengshan, and a steady supply of artillery shells were transported there. Special forces members taught the new recruits how to practice artillery, and the internal demand was that the shells must be fired into the trenches.

This is pure bullying. The shells exploded in the trenches and it was no longer safe even with the anti-shell holes. Nakamura Yuichi, who had wanted to hold on for a few more days, was a little panicked. Could anyone tell him that the Yimeng guerrillas really had endless shells?

On May 5, later known as Labor Day, the number of Japanese transport planes arrived less and less frequently because the number of Japanese troops on the battlefield was decreasing rapidly and they did not need so many supplies.

Yuichi Nakamura was like a devil. He organized several breakouts in more than ten days, but suffered heavy losses each time. Once, a Japanese bomber came, thinking of covering the army's breakout, but after losing three echelons, it hastily dropped the bombs and fled the battlefield.

People can do anything in desperation. Knowing that the cold gun would not take prisoners, many radical Japanese soldiers began to solve the problem themselves. Every time gunshots were heard, the military police would rush to carry the bodies away and then bury them quietly outside the position, knowing that they might be crushed to ashes. After the burial, they would flatten the bodies to leave no trace.

On the afternoon of May 5st, special forces members who could speak Japanese began to shout around the trenches, saying that if they surrendered before tonight, they could still go to the mining area to mine, otherwise there would be no chance after dark and everyone would die.

The "warriors" who had been successfully brainwashed were basically dead, and the rest were just hoping to survive. They were naturally excited to hear the shouts, a historic moment! They finally made it to the day of being captured by the cold gun.

Many soldiers looked at Nakamura Yuichi. Nakamura Yuichi still wanted to put on airs and wait until it was almost dark. He should at least send a telegram to the commander of the expeditionary force. With the precedent outside Qingdao, it should not be a problem. After all, there was still a chance to survive. However, he hesitated when he saw the soldiers' eager eyes. What if the order from above was to hold on and wait for reinforcements, this group of soldiers would be wiped out tonight. Nakamura Yuichi did not doubt the shouting from the opposite side at all. The mortars could already aim at the trenches, which no one could bear, even if there were anti-gun holes.

Nakamura Yuichi waved his hand, and Chief of Staff Inoue Shimizu understood what he meant. Between becoming a hero who would die in battle and surviving, the general took on everything alone.

Two hours before dark, the Japanese soldiers lined up with their hands raised. The special forces members who understood Japanese were still shouting, "Don't make any unnecessary movements, otherwise you will be hit by sniper bullets. Any stupid action will implicate at least one squadron. The Yimeng guerrillas have always kept their words."

No one doubted what the Yimeng guerrillas said. Two Japanese soldiers suddenly knocked over a man with a bandage on his arm. One of them took out a grenade from the wounded man's armpit, knocked it on his helmet and threw it out.

boom!

The grenade was pulled with the trigger, and it exploded in the trench after being hit. All the Japanese soldiers who were preparing to surrender felt nervous when they saw it.

boom!

The sniper fired, and the wounded Japanese soldier fell to the ground with a bullet in the forehead.

"Everyone check each other first and then come out. If this kind of situation happens again, all 100 people will be shot."

The Japanese soldiers who were eager to survive did not dare to be careless. They did not know how to cherish this glimmer of hope. If they wanted to die, they should not drag others down. In order to stay alive, the Japanese soldiers checked each other, and the wounded were the top priority. The guerrillas had no intention of treating these wounded soldiers. It was not worth it.

The special forces' shouting played a crucial role. The Japanese soldiers lined up and walked until dark. All those who came out were searched and had their hands tied. As for the wounded, no matter whether they were lightly injured or seriously injured, they were all taken away by trucks.

These Japanese devils were actually quite wealthy. A large amount of valuables had been found on the battlefield. It was estimated that there were several thousand dollars, as well as some small yellow croakers and gold and silver jewelry.

The last ones to come out were Nakamura Yuichi and Inoue Kiyomizu. Nakamura Yuichi wanted to say something when he saw Wu Tianxiang, but was pushed by the special forces team member and fell down. He became obedient after getting up from the blow.

Inoue Qingshui carefully looked at the soldiers in front of him. Without exception, they were all filled with hatred. The new recruits and veterans were clearly distinguishable. The new recruits looked at them as if they were enemies with deep hatred, and the veterans looked at him as if he were looking at corpses, with cold eyes and strong murderous intent. Yimeng guerrillas! Who would dare to believe that they had fought for so long without seeing a living prisoner of war?

After all the Japanese were taken away, the new recruits entered the position to clean up the battlefield. The people around who were watching the show were cheering. The money had been distributed and they could rebuild their homes tomorrow. Some houses were not seriously damaged and could even be repaired. It would be nice to keep the money for their sons to build houses and get married.

"Old Lu, what was the captain thinking? Why did he issue such an order? It's so troublesome. Wouldn't it be better to kill them all and bury them?"

"Alas, it's all because of the mine disaster in the Jinling mining area. The number of artillery shells needed by each regiment this time is very large, and the arsenal can only produce at its full capacity. The Jinling mining area is under great pressure, and safety protection has not kept up. Twenty-six miners were buried, and only seven were dug out alive. The captain was furious and almost killed the person in charge of the mining area. Finally, Old Yan pleaded for mercy and made a large amount of compensation to the miners' families before the situation calmed down."

"Is this true? Who told you that?"

"Really? Don't spread it. This was said by the battalion commander of the new recruits' battalion in our regiment who was in charge of transporting artillery shells. It was the first time that everyone saw the captain lose his temper. He had such a cold face that even the dean didn't dare to say anything."

"Old Lu, to put it bluntly, the miners risk their lives to make money. You have heard about the Zhongxing mining area, it is a miserable world. Let's not talk about the mining area occupied by the Japanese, even if it is our own mining area, the tragedies we have heard about are enough to make our scalps numb, and the ones we have not heard of are even more tragic. Many villages near the mining area are called widow villages. The captain's requirements are a bit harsh."