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

In Chongqing, after reading Shen Honglie's telegram, the top leaders completely trusted Chen Feng, as long as it had nothing to do with the cage policy. Shen Honglie's telegram was very detailed. The Yimeng Guerrilla Tiger Regiment and the Lunan Detachment suffered heavy casualties. All the doctors of the Mengshan Field Hospital went to support and performed operations for three days and three nights.

There is also the world situation and the participation of Britain and the United States in the war. After reading it, the top leaders seemed to see the dawn of victory. This was related to the overall situation of the Anti-Japanese War. The correspondents and guards who had access to the telegrams were quarantined again, and this quarantine might last for a long time.

On April 4, the eastern section of the Longhai Line was completed. After a month and a half, the Japanese army paid a high price to rebuild the railway line. The double pay for the laborers was nothing. The incessant harassment from the Second and Third Regiments of the Yimeng Guerrilla Guard Regiment was too deadly. Kill eight here today and ten there tomorrow. Although the number is not large, they will suddenly find that they are short of troops after a long time.

The last batch of laborers were sent home, and the Japanese army moved into luxurious bunkers along the entire line. If the Jitai Line was completed, the Japanese army would rely on the defense of the railway line to completely surround the existing territory of the Yimeng guerrillas.

After sending Shen Honglie away, Chen Feng cooperated with Liu Kuang to start installing the new machine. This set of machines covers almost all the production processes of penicillin, from the cultivation of Penicillium, to the extraction of Penicillium, and then to the canning and sealing of the finished penicillin. Liu Kuang made a budget. If everything goes well, the output of penicillin will increase tenfold.

The first few special operations platoons that set out have returned, bringing back golden yellow croakers of all sizes. There is a huge market for this, and the results of the clinical trials have spread to various units. Many unit commanders are waiting for distribution from Chongqing. Although the Japanese army knew that the Kuomintang government had newly distributed an anti-inflammatory drug, they thought it was another country looking to make a fool of itself, and did not attract the attention of the expeditionary force headquarters.

As May approached, Chen Feng felt more anxious. Germany had just invaded France and had fought a war of annihilation for more than a month, crushing the world's most powerful army and threatening the British Empire across the strait. This would give the Japanese great courage.

On May 5, the long-awaited news finally came. Chongqing sent a secret telegram that the war between Germany and France had begun. At dawn, groups of German Ju 10 Stuka dive bombers suddenly launched fierce bombings on airports, railway hubs, heavily concentrated areas and cities in France, the Netherlands, Belgium and Luxembourg. At 87:5, on the more than 30-kilometer front between the North Sea and the Maginot Line, the German ground forces launched a large-scale attack on the Netherlands, Belgium and Luxembourg, opening the prelude to the invasion of France.

The whole world would think that this would be a protracted war with a hard-to-determine outcome. Only Chen Feng understood that this war would end in more than a month and France would be temporarily destroyed.

On May 5, the captain of the Yimeng guerrillas disappeared, and the situation on all fronts entered a stable period. Chen Feng decided to exercise again. The last time he fired a shot was when he attacked the Army Academy in Qingdao. The Nanjing Wang Puppet Government had been established for more than a month, and China's largest traitor organization had appeared. He was too busy to take care of it at that time, but now that he had time, he would be sorry for his reputation if he didn't visit them.

Chen Feng's disappearance did not attract everyone's attention. Except for a few people in the guard regiment and Lu Feihu on the mountain, everyone else thought that the captain had gone to the guard regiment for inspection.

In Xuzhou city, when night fell, a fortune teller was among the team entering the city. He held a tattered flag with the words "Let the heaven know its fate, so there is no worry" written on it. Unlike the last time when he was dressed in rags and smelled bad, this time he was wearing old clothes, but they were washed clean. The fortune teller's otherworldly temperament attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Following the team's successful entry into the city gate, the fortune teller ran straight to the train station holding a tattered flag. Although the Jinpu Line was interrupted, the lines north of Jinan and south of Mount Tai were still operating normally, especially south of Xuzhou, where passenger buses and material transport vehicles were coming and going.

It was already dark when he arrived at the train station. After waiting for more than two hours at the railway side outside the station, Chen Feng climbed onto a semi-open van that was transporting supplies, curled up in a bag of food in the van, and began another long-distance assassination journey.

After the train sped up after leaving Xuzhou, Chen Feng took out the roasted sweet potatoes he had bought in Xuzhou from his arms. The sweet potatoes were still warm, and it was a bit difficult to eat them with cold water in the kettle. The distance was more than 300 kilometers, and at the current speed of a steam train, it would take about eight or nine hours to reach Nanjing, just in time, as he got off the train before dawn.

After eating the sweet potatoes, Chen Feng leaned on the grain bag and began to sleep. The night wind in May was no longer cold. Sitting in a corner against the wind, Chen Feng quickly fell asleep.

After waking up, he turned on the flashlight and looked at his watch. It was three o'clock in the morning and he should be arriving soon. He could not enter the station. If he went in and was discovered, he would be trapped. He had to jump off the train when it slowed down. The speed of the train was slower than Chen Feng had expected. When it slowed down, the sky in the east was already getting light. He could vaguely see the word Pukou. He had arrived at Nanjing, and Chen Feng jumped off the train.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Feng threw a dollar to the boatman and got on a small wooden boat crossing the river two kilometers west of Pukou Wharf. The boatman who was rowing the boat saw the fortune teller's immortal appearance and asked curiously:

"Immortal, can you tell my fortune? If it's good, I can give you money."

Chen Feng had already heard the conversation between the boatman and other boatmen. Hearing this, he smiled and said:

"Boatman, from the look of your face, you seem to be a man who enjoys a happy old age, with many children and grandchildren, more boys than girls, and they are all filial."

The boatman was very happy and took out a dollar that Chen Feng threw to him.

"I don't know how the immortal will charge money. The boatman has limited assets. Could you please waive the boat fare this time?"

Chen Feng twisted his beard, did not take the money handed over by the boatman, and said mysteriously:

"It's a fortune telling, and I can see through the secrets of heaven. I'm an old man with no talent. In order to make a living, I can only tell fortunes for one person every day. Today I give you the opportunity. It's a kind of fate. Fate is something you can encounter but not seek. You protect me across the river, and I send you good luck. It's also fair and just. I won't take back the money I spent. This is my habit. Boatman, please keep it! We will meet again if we are destined to."

Hearing that the fortune teller only told one fortune every day, the passengers on the boat gave up the idea.

"Thank you very much, Immortal. Do you have a good citizen certificate? If we encounter the Imperial Army after crossing the river, we will question us."

"Good citizen certificate? But is it an identity given by the Japanese? I have traveled around the world for many years and have never understood these dirty things."

"Hey, old immortal, if you don't have a good citizen certificate, you will be arrested and put in jail. Once in jail, your family will have to bring money to redeem you, which is very troublesome. Forget it. I guess you don't have many family members in Nanjing. If you are checked by the Japanese or the micro-Japanese, just say that you are from Xiaoxijiang and you are going into the city for fortune-telling. You will be back in the afternoon."