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

Chen Guoqing was indeed very tired. He took two sips of the white wine and felt his fatigue eased a little before he wolfed down his meal.

Old Chen wanted to complain a little more about his son's poor eating habits, but he also understood how hard his son worked, so he didn't say anything when the words came to his lips.

After eating and wiping his mouth, Chen Guoqing began to seek his father's advice.

"Dad, our whole family is here, can you let my brothers and sisters help me? We can't all run businesses, right?"

Old Chen stared at his son closely, which made Chen Guoqing feel a little scared.

"Your idea is very dangerous, do you understand?"

Chen Guoqing was startled, but soon calmed down. He understood what the old man meant, but it was obvious that the old man was overthinking it. Maybe he had walked more bridges than he had walked roads, but he still didn't really understand his brothers!

"Dad, do you think that if our whole family gets involved, it will pose a threat to my brother, and that maybe one day my brother will do something?"

"That's not the case. You are in the highest position now, which means you have absolute trust. If you bring your brothers and sisters in, have you considered what others will think and say?"

Chen Guoqing smiled and lit a cigarette.

"My brother once said that if you employ someone, trust him. If you don't trust him, don't employ him. No matter what his origin or background is, as long as he has no problems with his people, he can be employed. My brother has no interest in being a local tyrant. He has said more than once that all our efforts are based on the national interest. To achieve this goal, we can even use extraordinary means."

Mr. Chen was silent for a while. The four words "national interests" are too heavy, and many people need to work hard for them throughout their lives.

"Since you have made up your mind, I won't say anything. Send a telegram to Xiaofeng and tell him who you are going to use and what they will be used for. You must make it clear. Also, our family will only use one-third of the resources at most, so don't forget about those from your uncles and aunts."

"Don't worry, Dad! I know that what we lack most now is talents, especially those with higher education. I will convince them."

At daybreak, Chen Guoqing had a simple breakfast, then came to the office and immediately sent a telegram. He didn't believe that his good brother would stop him from doing this, as he would be very disappointed if that happened.

After sending the telegram, Chen Guoqing lit a cigarette and listened to the receiver. There were many things going on, but he had no energy to deal with them. In fact, the father and son of the Chen family knew in their hearts that no matter how powerful a family was, it would be useless. Even if one sentence could make all the people blindly follow, after all, the army was in the hands of others. Without military power, all ambitions would be a joke.

There was a sound in the receiver, and Chen Guoqing hurriedly recorded it. The sound only lasted for a short while. He found the secret message book and translated it. Chen Guoqing smiled happily as he looked at the eight words.

Make the best use of talents and make bold moves.

After lighting another cigarette, Chen Guoqing wrote down the names in his notebook. He knew all the young talents in Holy Spear City.

After writing down dozens of names, Chen Guoqing was still thinking, and it was almost done. The top three names could be trusted with unlimited trust and could be used for work related to the military, while the bottom four names would involve less contact and could be used for work in Holy Spear City and Border Town.

"Uncle Bai, come in for a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened and Uncle Bai came in.

"Take a look at this list. The people on the list will do the work related to the troops, and the people below will be assigned to manage the development of Holy Spear City and the seaside town. After you have looked at it and think it is suitable, please notify us. We will hold a meeting here at 2 pm. If there is anything inappropriate, tell me and I will make adjustments."

Uncle Bai was a little excited. He understood the value of these names. As long as they joined in, Holy Spear City and Holy Spear Corps would grow rapidly.

After reading it carefully, Uncle Bai nodded, closed the door and went out to give the notice.

Turning our attention back to Shandong, each sequence acted extremely quickly. In just three days, Jining had become an isolated city. All the Japanese troops south of the Yellow River and east of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal were wiped out. The small Japanese troops had no way out except to face death calmly.

The first and second battalions of the independent regiment, the first regiment, and the guard regiment have strategically besieged the city of Jining. The North China Expeditionary Force Command then realized the seriousness of the problem. Although the city defense of Jining was good and there were more than 13,000 defenders, they were now in a dilemma. There was not much point in defending as the surrounding areas had been conquered. An isolated city would only increase consumption, but they were reluctant to give up the city and withdrew from it. The Japanese Expeditionary Force in North China and Central China could only avoid Shandong like thieves.

On August 8, Chen Feng agreed to the plan jointly formulated by the Guard Regiment and the First Regiment to launch an siege on the city at night.

The Yimeng guerrillas did not have many large-caliber artillery pieces. They only had two 150mm howitzer heavy guns and forty-two 75mm field and mountain guns. These were all dismantled from Mount Mengshan during the Lincheng Campaign last winter to support the Guards Regiment. They have all now been transported to the outskirts of Jining.

Thanks to the reconnaissance of the special forces, the defense of Jining City seemed to be arranged right under the noses of the Yimeng guerrillas, and it was clear and obvious.

At 25 pm on the th, sixteen planes were dispatched from Jinan Airport, piloted by eight ace pilots and eight pilots who were sent to aid China. They approached Jining City in the sunset. The Japanese air defense was useless. When the planes dived, Major General Minami Saeda stationed in Jining City was shocked. It was over. The attack was really coming! The planes were dispatched. Can they survive tonight?

boom! Boom boom boom!

As if they had eyes, the sixteen bombers dived almost at the same time. Their targets were very clear: the Japanese military camps, the artillery positions of the 75-caliber artillery, the permanent offensive of the city defenses, and the soldiers' rest areas inside and outside the city walls were bombed at the same time.

Three minutes later, the bomber flapped its wings and flew away. They wanted to take advantage of the last sunset to fly back to Jinan Zhangzhuang Airport for landing.

Before the Japanese army could come to their senses, the bombardment began. Two heavy guns and dozens of artillery pieces began to clear out the scattered mortar positions of the Japanese army. Jining City was instantly filled with explosions.

Saeda Minami was very frantic. He knew that the city had been infiltrated by the special forces and wanted to order the soldiers to start a massacre, but he didn't dare. It was just an idea at best. If he really did that, the 13,000 defenders would be piled up like a mountain again.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Yimeng guerrillas began to attack the city. The Guard Regiment dispatched 4,000 troops, the First Regiment dispatched 3,000 troops, and the Independent Regiment dispatched 2,000 troops. There was no main attack direction. The 9,000 troops surrounded the city on all sides and began to clear the Japanese army's outer defense system.

First, the mortars concentrated their fire. There were at least 150 mortars of various calibers in each direction, with a massive supply of shells. There was no pressure at all.

In the east direction of the city, the 1st and 2nd Battalions of the 1st Regiment were responsible for the attack. One hundred and fifty mortars fired twenty rounds at high speed, and three thousand shells exploded within one minute. The Japanese troops in the key defense areas in the east of the city were completely stunned. It was not an explosion, it was a thunder from heaven.