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

Yan Jiaming acted quickly and made detailed arrangements as soon as he returned to the logistics department, including what materials needed to be mobilized from where and which teams needed delivery. Not only the garrisons in various places, but also half of the Yimeng guerrilla caravans would have to participate in the plan. This was the top priority compared to making a little money.

It is better to arrive early than late. The welfare delivery team set out in the afternoon of the 22nd. Teams of cavalry galloped across the snow-white wilderness, with one man riding two horses. The small teams were organized into squads, and the large teams were organized into companies and platoons. The large teams all sent out horse-drawn carriages. Each family was given a pocket with fifty dollars, and the pockets were filled with delicious fish and meat.

Miaoling Village is only ten miles away from Linyi. Most of the people who surrendered to the puppet army labor camp were from this village. The Yimeng guerrillas had more than thirty families in this village alone.

In the evening, a platoon of soldiers escorted a truck into the village, attracting the attention of a group of children.

The soldiers dismounted, and the group of children were a little frightened, but more curious.

"Tied up the horses, and everyone delivers the goods according to the list. Don't deliver to the wrong people, and don't leave in a hurry. Ask the family members if they are being bullied. If so, come back and report immediately. Trivial matters among the villagers don't matter. If any hooligans take advantage of our brothers' absence to do evil, I will teach them a lesson tonight."

Among the thirty-two households, soldiers from two households have already sacrificed their lives. The soldiers assigned to these two households are somewhat dejected and don't know how to face the pain of the families.

Meng Fanling was one of the soldiers who died. Only his wife and two half-grown children were left at home. Sun Youqing, who was in charge of delivering welfare, carried a bag and gave a few candies to the children who led the way, then sent the children away.

"Is anyone home?"

There are always troubles around a widow, so the door was closed before dark, and a boy's voice was heard from inside.

"Who is it? We are going to go to bed. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Hello, I am a soldier from the Special Operations Platoon of the Second Company, First Battalion, Second Regiment of the Yimeng Guerrillas. My name is Sun Youqing, and I'm here to deliver some welfare to your family. Please open the door, I'll put it down and leave."

The boy inside seemed a little excited.

"Mom, it's the guerrillas, it's Captain Cold Gun's men, I opened the door"!

The child opened the door in a hurry without waiting for his mother's consent.

Just as Sun Youqing was about to put down his pocket, the woman came out with a younger girl.

"Brother, you've worked hard. Come in and have a cup of hot water!"

Seeing that the family was very defensive, Sun Youqing didn't want to go in at first, but the platoon leader told him that he had to go in and find out if he wanted to find out whether the family members had been bullied.

"Sorry to bother you, I'll carry it into the house."

The woman followed Sun Youqing into the house with her two children, asked him to sit down, poured him a bowl of hot water and began to thank him.

"Brother, thank you for your concern. Please go back and thank Captain Lengqiang on behalf of my family. The head of the family has been gone for more than a year. We are grateful for your concern and care. We really have no way to repay you."

Sun Youqing didn't know how to answer, so he could only nod silently. Suddenly he remembered something, took out a cloth bag from his arms, and put it on the table with a clang. He almost forgot about the important thing.

"Sister-in-law Meng, here are eighty dollars. Together with this bag of benefits, the total value is one hundred dollars. Please count first."

The woman hesitated. How much? Seeing Sun Youqing's hesitation, the two children, one about twelve or thirteen, and the other about ten, were sensible. They were a little surprised when they heard eighty dollars, but their eyes never left the pocket that Sun Youqing put down.

"Sister-in-law Meng, please click! This is ordered by the captain himself."

The woman began to count the money, and Sun Youqing took out a handful of candies and shared them with the children.

"Tell your uncle, is anyone bullying your family?"

The boy looked at Sun Youqing with admiration.

"No, last year some of the village scoundrels heard that Uncle Futang was gone, so they bullied his grandmother. They also came to my house and threatened my mother, saying that they would inform the Japanese when they came. They were shot by you. Now no one dares to bully my family."

The woman counted the money and found there were eight piles of ten each.

"Brother, don't worry about us. There are not many bad people among our fellow villagers. We all help each other to get by. It's too much. Captain Lengqiang gave us too much. We have already received a lot of compensation. I really don't know how to thank you."

"That's good. I feel relieved now. Our platoon leader is still waiting for a reply outside the village. I won't bother him."

"Brother, it's getting dark soon, let's eat first before we go."

"Thank you, sister-in-law. I won't eat anymore. I have other tasks to do tonight and I have to visit another village."

Sun Youqing left, and the family of three stood outside the gate and watched him turn the corner and disappear.

"Mom, what's in that pocket?"

"Pi Wa, close the door and go back to check."

He closed the door, went back and opened his pockets, took out things one by one and placed them on the table. On the top was a roll of cloth, next to the cloth were two bags of brown sugar and a bag of sugar cubes, a large piece of beef, a large piece of pork, a string of sausages and a string of bacon, and finally two salted fish.

The children started to share the candies, and the woman stopped them sternly, saying that if they really let them share them all, there would only be candy wrappers left on the ground tomorrow morning.

"Five dollars per person, I will lock up the rest and save it for the New Year."

"Mom, what are we cooking tonight?"

The little girl was very happy looking at the table full of meat, but it was a pity that none of it was cooked, otherwise she would have eaten it now.

"Eat pork! Pork, cabbage, Pi Wa, and Yan Zi. If someone asks you how much money you got, just say ten yuan, okay?"

"understood".

"I know, mom. It's not just our family! There are more than 30 families in the village. What if someone lets it slip?"

The woman was speechless. Indeed, there were two or three families who liked to show off. No, they had to bury it at night after dinner. Ten dollars would be enough.

It was dark and the special operations platoon left the village. The smell of meat gradually filled the village. A quarter of the more than 100 households in the village received benefits today. The rest were all envious. Some naughty children even complained about their fathers why they didn't join the army.

On February 1942, 2, the fourth day of the Beginning of Spring, the traditional northern festival of Saying Goodbye to the Kitchen God, the last group of people who brought warmth returned. By then, 8% of the families of the Yimeng guerrillas had received benefits, and the rest were from other provinces. Due to the high mountains and long roads, the soldiers could only be given one hundred dollars.

Just after the welfare was distributed, the visiting team set out again. The situation in the Guard Regiment and the First Regiment was tense and they could not return. The soldiers in the province from the Second Regiment, the Third Regiment, the Tiger Regiment and the Independent Regiment were divided into three groups. Each group took two days to come and go. The first group of soldiers set off, carrying New Year's goods bought with their military pay. There was a shortage of war horses. Those who went nearby could only walk, and those who went far could only ride one horse each. They could not buy too many things. They all knew that the welfare had been sent by their families, so there was no need to buy too much.