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

Chen Feng personally filled the glasses for the group leaders, took a few bites of the hot dishes, raised his glass and said:

"Come on, brothers, let's get drunk tonight, and then you can go back tomorrow and let go. Use whatever abilities you have. I'm not afraid that you will attack Peking or Guandong."

The drinking party began. Liu Caiyun stood under a big tree next to the waterfall and felt a little worried. She was drunk last night and now she was drunk again tonight. She was really worried!

Huang Shanhe refused to give in and kept staring at Wu Tianxiang in the drinking contest until Wu Tianxiang crawled under the table. Huang Shanhe finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell headfirst onto the table.

Some team members came over to help them take a rest, while the others continued. Since the formation of the Yimeng Guerrillas, all sequences have been living in worry, especially the regiment that went down the mountain. Not to mention sleeping with their eyes open every night, they would be nervous at the slightest disturbance. Now that the offense and defense have changed, they can finally relax.

At dawn, the leaders of each regiment came down the mountain shaking their heads. What happened to the promise that drinking would not give you a headache? The Fifth War Zone would not send you a fake bar!

Lu Feihu led three veteran battalions and followed Zhang Liang, carrying more than 500 large-caliber mortar shells and more than 500 rockets. When passing by a regiment's base, they would also take away a regiment's special operations forces.

Several other regiment commanders also said goodbye and requisitioned transport teams to take away some artillery shells and rockets.

After seeing off the commanders of each regiment, Chen Feng did not go up the mountain. Instead, he took a guard squad and went straight to the base of the Lunan detachment.

The participation of the Eagle Sauce in the war has brought about earth-shaking changes in the country's anti-Japanese situation. Everyone is ready to move, and the Lunan Detachment is no exception.

At the foot of Mount Feng, upon learning that Captain Leng Qiang was coming, Yang Qingfeng set up a tea stall at the foot of the mountain early. This was to receive the guards brought by Leng Qiang. Yang Qingfeng tried it out first, sitting under the shade of a tree, leaning against it, drinking tea leisurely.

"Okay, Lao Yang, everyone is very busy in the mountain, you can just take a break here."

Yang Qingfeng was dozing off. He didn't open his eyes when he heard this. He fumbled for the cigarette next to him and lit it.

"Old Li, Captain Cold Gun is not an outsider, so there's no need to make such a grand ceremony, right?"

Political Commissar Li laughed out of anger and suddenly felt that Lao Yang was a little unusual.

"Lao Yang, you must be hiding something from me. Open your eyes and look at me."

Yang Qingfeng closed his eyes even tighter. They were all smart people and could tell something from other people's expressions. He absolutely could not open his eyes.

"Lao Li, I'm not trying to hide it from you, but you know the rules, so don't ask."

"Okay, I won't ask any more questions. I can guess some of the big questions. You sent the 3rd, 4th and 2nd columns to Qingming Valley after they fought the last annihilation battle. Two columns can be stationed in that tiny place. I guess you are planning to attack the southern mountainous area! I just can't guess why Leng Qiang gave up the southern mountainous area. Also, those working groups were sent to Leng Qiang's territory. You must have some shameful deal."

Political Commissar Li was analyzing the situation by himself. Seeing Yang Qingfeng smoking with his eyes closed, he was really worried that he might put the cigarette in his nose.

"Okay, Lao Yang, I won't ask any more questions. Tell me the purpose of this sudden attack!"

Yang Qingfeng sat up straight, stared at Political Commissar Li and asked curiously:

"You, an intellectual, can't guess it, and you let me, a rough man, guess it. You two are the same kind of people. Why don't you tell me his purpose?"

Political Commissar Li saw that Yang Qingfeng was obviously joking when he talked about the same type of people. This so-called rough guy had a lot of opinions about intellectuals!

"I guess a cold shot is about to be fired. With the Eagle Sauce joining the war, there is no reason for him to stay hiding. I can guess some of his purposes. It's to divide the spheres of influence. I just don't understand why we have to listen to him. Doesn't the division have its own opinions?"

"Old Li, stop thinking about it. Come and listen together. Then you will understand everything."

Political Commissar Li also lit a cigarette for the first time, and he coughed continuously because of the choking. Yang Qingfeng turned his head and took a look. This is a lot of pressure! Alas! Intellectuals think too much, and they probably can't sleep at night because of worry.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Feng arrived with his guards.

"Old Yang, there's no need to do this! It's a bit too much to go down the mountain like that!"

"Political Commissar Li, long time no see!"

Looking at the smiling Chen Feng, Yang Qingfeng felt a sudden shock for no reason. He felt helpless every time. First you give benefits, then give you tasks, so that you have to work hard. The key may be that you still have to be grateful. Sometimes it feels that people who are too smart are really annoying.

"Let's go! Go up the mountain. The wine and food are ready. We won't go back until we are drunk today."

Chen Feng took the cigarette from Yang Qingfeng, smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was still suffering from the aftereffects of a hangover. In fact, he just wanted to drink a bowl of tofu pudding and eat some refreshing seasonal side dishes.

The guards stayed behind voluntarily and sat on the table in the tea shed to rest. The horses were taken away by the people from the Lunan detachment, and they were given water and fed with grass and beans to ensure that they could rest well when the other party returned.

After entering the familiar cave, it was cool and comfortable inside compared to the heat outside. Chen Feng felt that the dizziness was relieved a little.

"Old Yang, you guys take care of these two sections of railway lines, from Lincheng to Xuzhou, and from Xuzhou to Pizhou!"

Political Commissar Li wanted to say that he did not have heavy firepower and it would be difficult to deal with the bunker system, but Yang Qingfeng stopped him with his eyes.

"Last time we supported you with some large-caliber heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns. Do you have enough bullets?"

This Political Commissar Li is more familiar:

"Captain Leng Qiang, after the battle at Shanhou Bend, we have basically used up all our weapons."

"Okay, we can mass-produce these two types of bullets. You can go to the Guard Regiment and get a batch of them, 50,000 rounds of each type!"

Yang Qingfeng and Political Commissar Li looked at each other. The sweet date has come. Can they refuse it? No, after seeing the power of the two machine guns, the Type 92 heavy machine gun and the Type 99 light machine gun, which were once treasures, are like garbage.

"Captain Yang, Political Commissar Li, machine guns alone are not enough to attack the bunker system. You should go to the Guard Regiment and pick up thirty rocket launchers. The ratio of shells should be one to one hundred!"

This is not a sweet date! This is a fucking melon, can you refuse it? Definitely not. Alas, with these two kinds of support, the two of them have to take up any task assigned next. However, even if there is no sweet date, the two of them have to seriously consider the task of cold gun. After all, the superiors think highly of him, and sometimes even think that cold gun is their own.

“Is there a gap in the shell?”

Yang Qingfeng was no longer calm. Could they even produce artillery shells?

"Captain Leng Qiang, we are all using Japanese mortars, but the calibers are different"!

"Don't worry about that. The New Fourth Division still has a lot of Japanese mortars, and there is a big shortage of shells. We rushed to produce some, delivered the New Fourth Division's order, and have about 1,800 left. Of course, we won't charge you if you need more. Last time you helped us reduce the burden of a Type B division, and I haven't thanked you in person yet."