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

Chen Feng and his team had been waiting for more than ten hours. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, but they still hadn't seen any signs of bayonets and flying knives. They couldn't help but worry, wondering if they had been exposed in Zou County. That would be troublesome. Suddenly, Chen Feng's expression changed, and he ordered his team members to hide on the spot. After a while, a team of more than ten people came up from behind, with a variety of guns, including pistols, Type 38 rifles, Hanyang rifles, and some carrying old barrels. They carefully approached Chen Feng's side. Chen Feng thought, it can't be such a coincidence! Red team?

Chen Feng and more than a dozen others approached, and seeing that they could no longer hide, they made a gesture, and four of them raised their guns and aimed at the ten people:

do not move.

The ten-man team was shocked to see four men holding submachine guns and pointing them at them. Cold sweat instantly broke out. The leader saw Chen Feng's equipment and was about to order a desperate resistance, but Chen Feng suddenly spoke:

We are all Chinese, and we are here to ambush the Japanese transport convoy. Which unit are you from?

Seeing the doubt in the other person's eyes, he continued:

We are members of the Lone Wolf Commando. The night before yesterday, we destroyed the heavy artillery battalion of the Laigu Brigade. Last night, we destroyed all the artillery shells of the Laigu Brigade. Now we are preparing to ambush the Japanese transport team coming out of Zou County. Please also report your names to avoid misunderstandings.

The other side seemed to know about the two explosions and was relieved after hearing this, but he had not yet let down his guard and asked Chen Feng:

So why are you wearing this devil's skin?

Liu Caiyun sneered proudly:

The uniform of the Japanese military police. How do you think you can sneak into the heavily guarded Japanese logistics unit without this skin? How can you set up explosives and booby traps without sneaking in? You don't think you can destroy more than ten trucks of artillery shells with just a few bullets, do you?

The other side finally let down their guard and loosened their hands that were touching the guns. The leader introduced himself:

We are the Xiantanshan Guerrillas, affiliated to the Lunan Detachment, a Communist Party team. My name is Yang Qingfeng. May I ask who you are?

Chen Feng also made an introduction:

We are the Lone Wolf Commando. I am Cold Gun, this is Blood Light, this is Bandage, and this is Sniper God. We are a civilian organization, founded specifically to fight the Japanese. Please forgive us for not being able to reveal our real names, because we will be infiltrating behind enemy lines for a long time in the future, and safety is our first priority.

Yang Qingfeng was overjoyed when he heard this. He knew about the two explosions and thought that it was done by a small team of the National Army. Now that the real culprit was in front of him, he wanted to pull them into his team immediately. However, he could not be too impatient. His team was inferior to the other team in every aspect, and the difference was not even a little bit. He could not open his mouth now. Chen Feng asked everyone to hide first. Now the tension was too conspicuous. After everyone hid again, Yang Qingfeng looked at Chen Feng and said:

I wonder what Comrade Leng Qiang’s plan is?

When Chen Feng heard the word "comrade", he thought that Yang Qingfeng seemed to have taken a fancy to his team. Although he also wanted to find the organization, now was not the right time. The more the team fought, the harder the battle would be, and the more sacrifices would be made. He could only answer:

We don’t have any plans for now. Two team members have gone to Zou County to find out the situation, and another team member is on guard in the front. Do you have any news?

Yang Qingfeng's face turned red, he hesitated a bit, but still told the truth:

There were more than 30 people in our team, but only 12 of us had guns, and the rest were waiting in the forest. We didn't dare to attack the large group, so we just wanted to try our luck.

Chen Feng heard that Yang Qingfeng was here to take advantage of him, and was about to say that they could fight together, when he suddenly heard the roar of a car and hurriedly shouted:

Get down.

The four team members hid quickly. The guerrillas seemed very skilled. They also hid quickly when they heard the sound. A convoy appeared. It was a convoy coming down from the battlefield. Chen Feng secretly observed and found that the trucks were not loaded heavily, and the wheels had no obvious deformation. The trucks were also running very fast. He approached Yang Qingfeng and whispered:

Fifteen trucks, without oil or water, are either used to transport wounded soldiers or to retrieve artillery shells. What do you think if they are not used?

Yang Qingfeng hadn't intended to fight. Fifteen trucks, even if there were only three people in each truck, were not something that the twelve of them could defeat. He nodded when he heard this, agreeing with Chen Feng's opinion.

The road condition was very good. A convoy whizzed by. It was indeed transporting wounded soldiers. The back of the trucks was full of wounded soldiers covered in bandages. Chen Feng felt it was a pity. Once these wounded soldiers recovered, they would become experienced veterans on the battlefield. If he was not afraid of exposing his whereabouts, he really wanted to shoot these Japanese soldiers. However, when he saw that most of the trucks had passed, he thought forget it, as the artillery shells were the key.

Another half an hour later, the bayonet and the flying knife finally returned, and the alert fire gun Heiwa also returned. Without taking a breath, he looked at Yang Qingfeng and others in surprise. Seeing that Chen Feng did not express anything, he quickly reported the situation to Chen Feng:

Captain Leng Qiang, Fei Dao and I have already found out the situation in Zou County. We have a large amount of ammunition stored at the train station, including shells and bullets. We will load them up and transport them as soon as the trucks from the front line come back. The front line has been urging us. When Fei Dao and I came back, we encountered a convoy transporting the wounded. According to the time calculation, if nothing unexpected happens, they will pass by here in another hour and a half. However, it is not auspicious to transport troops. Captain, give the order!

Chen Feng analyzed the situation. The Japanese came back with about fifteen trucks. In order to transport supplies, there was no space for soldiers, so there were three to ten people on each truck. If the Japanese heard the gunshots and came for reinforcements, it would take at least forty to fifty minutes, whether from Zou County or Longshan battlefield. This battle was for destruction rather than looting. The battle could be fought, so the team dispersed their formation. This time, a submachine gun was used directly. Twelve grenades and five small explosive packs were all in Chen Feng's hands. He wanted to give the Japanese a scattering of flowers.

Seeing that Chen Feng did not give his team a combat mission, Yang Qingfeng could not help but get anxious and asked Chen Feng what he meant. Chen Feng smiled and said:

I don't mean to look down on you, Captain Yang. You should also pull up the unarmed teams. Our ambush will take no more than ten minutes. When my grenade goes off, those of you with guns can shoot freely. Those of you without guns just lie down and wait. Our team will rush down to assault after the explosion. Those of you without guns can follow us. Grab as much equipment as you can. Don't be embarrassed. We have no shortage of equipment. But our team will be evacuating in thirty minutes. We have ten to twenty minutes at most to evacuate. I hope Captain Yang can seize the opportunity and not get bitten by the Japanese reinforcements. With three consecutive explosions, the Japanese will go crazy.

Yang Qingfeng nodded. With only five to ten bullets each, they really couldn't be of much help. However, they collected five grenades and gave them to Chen Feng.

Now Chen Feng has seventeen grenades and four miniature explosive packs in his hands. The success of the battle depends on his accuracy.