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

Finally, one of the captains couldn't stand it anymore. There were fewer and fewer soldiers. If the fighting continued like this, the entire army would be wiped out in less than ten minutes.

"Send a signal flare and order the warriors to retreat, all retreat to Taishan City."

"Qingtian-kun, you~".

"I gave the order and I will take all the responsibility. Once we enter Taishan City, I will perform a caesarean section. Hurry, give the signal! If you don't, it will be all over."

Phew~!

A signal flare was launched into the air. The Japanese troops who were charging were already in despair, but when they saw the signal flare, they were overjoyed and turned around and evacuated quickly, not caring about the wounded soldiers or the useless teammates.

We continued to fire from our position. The Japanese were still several hundred meters away from our range, so we had to take advantage of this opportunity to kill another wave.

Just as the Japanese army was out of range, the sound of a charge suddenly rang out from the opposite position.

Dededededededede~!

"Go!"

The Lunan Detachment on the western position rushed down. Yang Qingfeng had no intention of letting these fleeing soldiers go. The members of the Lunan Detachment on the east side rushed out a few steps, and suddenly retreated, looking at Shao Boqiang nervously. They almost forgot that they were under the command of the first company. Shao Boqiang also became angry. They suffered a great loss tonight, and there was really no reason to let these Japanese remnants go.

"Send red flares, the commandos are in front, the bayonet team is behind, charge."

Phew~!

A red flare was launched into the air, and more than 200 commandos jumped out of the trenches, quickly leaping down with submachine guns in their arms. The reserve troops of the Lunan Detachment had already fixed their bayonets, and when they heard the order to charge, their blood boiled and they rushed out of the trenches shouting.

The two troops were like tigers descending from the mountains, quickly chasing the remnants of the Japanese army. Several captains were furious. How dare they rush down? Did they really think our bayonets were just decorations?

"Stop retreating, stop retreating, or you'll die!"

The three or four hundred remaining soldiers stopped. They had been humiliated for a whole night and almost all their troops were dead. They wanted to retreat. But the other side dared to charge. They absolutely could not tolerate this. The Japanese army drew their bayonets and launched a charge in the opposite direction under the command of three captains.

Four hundred meters, three hundred meters, two hundred meters, both sides were shouting and killing, as if only the sound of bayonets entering flesh could release the anger in their hearts.

Two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters, they are about to rush together.

Tart tart tart tart tart tart!

The commandos of the first company all rushed to the front line and formed a battle formation. They never thought of fighting with bayonets. If they did so when the problem could be solved with guns, they would lose their position as commander.

More than 200 submachine guns and more than 200 lines of fire stunned the Japanese and the members of the Lunan Detachment. The valley suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of submachine guns, there was silence on both sides.

The Japanese finally reacted after more than half of their troops were killed or wounded.

"Baga!"

"Baga! Baga!"

He has no martial ethics, no samurai spirit, is a coward, and does not dare to fight.

Before dying, the Japanese soldier was furious. He felt so cowardly. When he was about to rush together, he was hit by a devastating blow from a submachine gun.

More than 200 commandos had emptied their magazines. There were no Japanese soldiers standing on the opposite side, so they gave up their charge position. The Lunan Detachment could now go up and clean up the battlefield.

The Lunan Detachment did not move. They had just been shouting and preparing to fight to the death, but now they felt a little awkward. Both sides looked at each other, and the situation on the battlefield suddenly became a little weird.

Yang Qingfeng arrived. He understood the tactics of sniper fire and would not fight with a bayonet unless it was absolutely necessary.

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and clean up the battlefield. Stab everyone, dead or alive, quickly."

The commandos replaced the magazines and turned back. The soldiers of the Lunan Detachment quickly cleaned up the battlefield. Almost an entire regiment was destroyed, and a large amount of ammunition and supplies were left on the battlefield. In the past, the Yimeng guerrillas would pick up some mortar shells, but now they have switched to American mortars and don't want anything.

At 1 a.m. in Jinan City, Watanabe Hiroshi in the headquarters had a gloomy face. All the support troops had lost information. To the north was a reorganized regiment and two mixed battalions, and to the south was a battalion plus a mixed regiment. All three regiments were gone suddenly. In addition to being unable to believe it, Watanabe Hiroshi was more panicked. How many troops did the enemy have? How strong was the enemy's firepower? Three regiments could fight against two armies of the Chinese regular army, how could they suddenly disappear? Watanabe Hiroshi felt that Jinan City was not safe either. If such a force were to raid Jinan tonight, it would likely break through the defense line and enter the city.

Watanabe Hiroshi ordered the military police to urgently notify the garrisons in various places, asking them to be on their guard. If a surprise attack was successful at any location, the officers and soldiers there would commit mass hara-katabasheri.

After giving the order, Watanabe Hiroshi's pressure did not ease, but his face became more solemn. How should he explain to Tada Shun? The lives of the three regiments were uncertain, what should he say at this time!

The telegram was still sent to the Peking City Command. Three regiments were dispatched, but no reply was received for the time being. Nothing more was said, but Tada Shun understood everything. The order came back in five minutes, ordering more troops to be sent and the Jinpu Line to be protected.

Watanabe Hiroshi felt a chill on his scalp. There were no troops to be mobilized. The defenders of Jinan Taishan City were almost exhausted, and almost half of the mobile forces on the Jinpu Line were also withdrawn. The rest were in Lincheng and Xuzhou. The railway line was under attack. Although it was a feint, there was no telling where the breakthrough would be made. Could he count on road transport and cavalry?

After much consideration, Watanabe Hiroshi decided to give it a try and sent a message to the mobile forces in Xuzhou and Lincheng, ordering them to move north in a mechanized manner and assemble at Mount Tai to reinforce the battle on the Jitai Line.

In the middle section of the Jinpu Line, the 1st Regiment and the Guard Regiment did not launch a full-scale feint attack. The two regiments concentrated two special operations companies and brought a hundred rocket launchers. At ten o'clock in the evening, they jointly launched an assault on Jianshan between Teng County and Zou County.

Snipers aimed at all firing holes facing north and south. One hundred rocket soldiers secretly approached a position of 200 meters and fired a hundred rockets in an instant. More than ninety of the rockets hit the target, but such firepower still did not cause the luxurious bunker to collapse. However, the Japanese inside were severely injured. Some vomited blood, some bled from all seven orifices, some had concussions and were dizzy, and some were directly shocked to death.

Thirty seconds later, another round of rockets was launched, this time targeting the barbed wire. After a violent explosion, the barbed wire disappeared, along with part of the minefield behind it. The rocket soldiers fired two rounds of shots at high speed and quickly retreated, rushing towards the bunkers on both sides.

After a minute and a half, the mortars in the bunkers on both sides opened fire and began to shoot rapidly at the position of the rocket soldiers.

The rocket soldiers were divided into two and quickly rushed to the positions of the bunkers on both sides. After another round of volleys, the mortars on the bunkers on both sides went silent. The machine guns began to fire desperately. The snipers opened fire, and countless bullets penetrated into the shooting holes. The machine guns then went silent again.