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

Chen Feng's team ate some dry food and prepared to replenish their physical strength for retreat. Yang Qingfeng's team came up and saw the Lone Wolf Commando eating. Everyone took out a sweet potato and started to eat it. Liu Caiyun couldn't bear it, so she took out a few cakes from her backpack and gave them to the young guerrilla fighter next to her. This young fighter looked younger than Heiwa, about fifteen or sixteen years old. The young guerrilla fighter refused with a silly smile and raised the sweet potato in his hand:

We are disciplined and do not take even a single penny or thread from the masses.

Liu Caiyun whispered:

We are not the masses, we are the lone wolf commandos fighting the Japanese.

The little soldier still shook his head and munched on the sweet potato with a crunching sound.

Seeing that they were eating raw sweet potatoes, Liu Caiyun felt distressed and wanted to discuss something with Chen Feng, but she remembered that they were still in ambush, so she had to suppress the thought.

The Japs were coming, and the headlights were seen from a distance. Chen Feng was at the end of the team and gave the order:

Take the explosion of the explosive pack as a signal, shoot freely, and start the attack after the explosion, being careful to avoid the explosion.

The order was passed down one by one. Chen Feng tied all the grenades to his body, stacked five explosive packs together and held them in both hands, leaving the fuse for fifteen seconds. When the first Japanese vehicle approached, Chen Feng asked the guerrillas who had no guns to light the fuses together. When the first vehicle arrived, Chen Feng threw out the first explosive pack, which landed smoothly on the first truck, followed by the second and third. Chen Feng held the explosive packs and threw them backwards frantically, throwing them while running. After throwing all five explosive packs, the first one had not exploded yet, so he continued to run and throw grenades. The drivers of the vehicles in front noticed something was wrong. Yes, there was something burning in the truck compartment in front of him. He stepped on the brakes hastily. The first truck exploded. Chen Feng had already thrown out two grenades. He was running at full speed, with a distance of dozens of meters. He threw them from top to bottom, and almost every shot hit the target. The team members began to fire, targeting the Japanese at the front of the truck. The submachine gun instantly smashed the front of the truck he was responsible for. There were only ten vehicles, and the length of the truck was about 150 meters. Chen Feng ran from the front to the back in half a minute. He threw out five grenades and had twelve grenades left. He lowered his head to avoid the explosion and started running back. This time he threw them directly into the cab.

After throwing two bombs, they quickly lay down. The explosion was so severe that the entire ridge was shaking. All the combatants dared not show their heads and lay on the ground to avoid being affected by the explosion.

The explosion lasted for three or four minutes, and Chen Feng began throwing grenades again, this time towards the right side of the vehicle. The team was on the left ridge, and the remaining Japanese soldiers went to hide on the right side of the truck. He ran from front to back again and threw twelve grenades. There was almost no movement on the battlefield except for the flames produced by the explosions.

Chen Feng shouted:

Clean up the battlefield quickly.

After shouting, he pulled out two box guns and led the team to rush down. The team members fired while charging, and shot again when they saw a corpse.

Yang Qingfeng was completely stunned. Can a war be fought like this? This cold gun was too powerful, so powerful and terrifying. It was a Japanese convoy! At a distance of fifty or sixty meters, there was not a single miss. The guerrillas also opened their mouths wide, their heads stunned by the explosion, until Yang Qingfeng shouted and then they reacted:

Put on the bayonets and charge!

The guerrillas rushed down together and found that there were no living Japanese soldiers. They hurried to clean up the battlefield, but there was nothing to clean up. There were only some pistols and Type 38 rifles next to the scattered Japanese soldiers' corpses. In the light of the burning truck, they took out everything they could. They also searched the pockets of the Japanese soldiers' corpses and were very excited when they found a handful of bullets or a few dollars.

Only fifteen minutes had passed since the battle began, and there was really nothing left to clean up, so Chen Feng ordered a retreat. Seven men had already climbed up the ridge and were watching the guerrillas clean up the battlefield.

Yang Qingfeng saw that Chen Feng and his men had retreated, and the battlefield was cleared of all the debris. He could not get into the burning truck and cab, so he had no choice but to order a retreat, and he also took the same route that Chen Feng had taken.

The team had just retreated for ten minutes when reinforcements arrived from the direction of the battlefield. Hundreds of people ran over and saw the battlefield ablaze. The team immediately went on alert and searched, but after searching for a long time, they found nothing.

Fortunately, Chen Feng and the guerrillas evacuated more than fifteen minutes in advance, otherwise they would have been caught by this group of Japanese devils. They arrived twenty minutes earlier than the support time calculated by Chen Feng.

It turned out that everything was arranged by Lai Guqi. At the Japanese front-line military camp, Lai Guqi had just finished dinner and was in a very bad mood. Today, due to the lack of artillery shells and the fact that planes did not come to bomb due to weather reasons, he tried to attack twice but was beaten back. There was no way but to wait for support from Zou County. If there are no accidents, the support will arrive tonight. By then, a squadron will be sent to garrison there, and not even a fly can fly in. At this time, the convoy should have departed from Zoucheng!

Thinking of this, Lai Guqi suddenly felt cold in his heart. Tonight, his barracks and positions had set up a dragnet, waiting for that damned Chinese team to attack. What if they didn't come? What if they heard the news and planned to attack the convoy? Although it was early spring and the night was still a little cold, Lai Guqi was scared to death. The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was possible. He shouted loudly:

Messenger.

A Japanese soldier entered the tent and saluted.

Quick, order the second squadron of the first battalion to stop the ambush. All soldiers carry light weapons and run towards Zou County to meet the transport convoy and escort them back. Tell Yuan Shenyi that if any problems occur with the convoy, let him perform a caesarean section himself.

Hi!

The messenger went out, and after a while, the sound of troops running was heard outside. Lai Guqi breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that he was just overthinking!

What you fear will come to you. Just fifteen minutes after the squadron set out, there was a sudden explosion outside. Lai Guqi was heartbroken. He hurriedly got out of the tent and climbed onto the tank. Seeing the flames and explosions coming from the direction of Liangxiadian, he knew that he was finished and had almost no chance. He had participated in the Battle of Shanghai and the Battle of Taiyuan. Although his performance was not very outstanding, he did not bring disgrace to the reputation of the Imperial Japanese Army. Now everything was empty. Without heavy artillery and various artillery shells, and the Sichuan Army in front was fearless and brave, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything here.

Unlike Lai Guqi's grief, the National Army camp cheered excitedly. The explosions from Liangxiadian in the direction of Zou County were a huge explosion in the arsenal or ammunition transport vehicle. Lu Benzhong killed two more Japanese soldiers today. He was not bombed much that day and easily repelled two attacks by the Japanese. His morale was getting stronger and stronger. Seeing the explosions and flames in the distance, Lu Benzhong knelt down and shouted:

Hero, you are my, Lu Benzhong’s, savior. On behalf of my brothers in the Sichuan Army, I would like to thank you and kowtow to you.

The Sichuan Army soldiers in the trenches also joined the kneeling team silently. The company commander couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to kowtow himself. This team was too powerful. Three times! Will the Japs vomit blood?