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

Wang Tiezhu, the commander of the special operations battalion of the third regiment of the Yimeng guerrillas, was one of the earliest veterans to join the Yimeng guerrillas. He was experienced in many battles, had a clear mind, and was not moved by the wounded soldiers of the Japanese.

"A group of wounded soldiers are nothing to be afraid of. The focus of our mission is to consume the Japanese heavy artillery. If the Japanese lose one artillery piece, our ambush position will suffer dozens less artillery shells. Think clearly about what is more important. Let's go to the next ambush site."

The Japanese army continued to move north along the highway. The search team was very busy. They had to search both sides of the highway, fearing that a group of artillerymen were ambushed somewhere. Ohga Mo was very conflicted. He wanted to reach Pingyi before dark, but he also wanted to walk slowly to give the search team enough time to search.

The team passed Huangshankou and was about to turn northwest. The search team had already changed three waves. Ohgamo was worried as he looked at the complex terrain. It was too suitable for an ambush. He would also choose this place as an ambush position. Before they had walked three miles, the search team was as tired as dogs. The speed was too slow. At this speed, they would definitely not reach Pingyi before dark. Spending the night in the mountains would definitely be a night of fireworks in the style of the Yimeng guerrillas.

"Order the troops to be vigilant and speed up through the mountain pass."

The troops sped up and had not been attacked for half an hour. Ohgamo breathed a sigh of relief. The further they went, the fewer ambush locations there were. Could it be that they had used up their artillery fire and returned?

All, all, all, all!

boom! Boom boom boom!

"Get down!"

"Anti-artillery"!

Faced with the artillery attack, the Japanese army was completely helpless. They wanted to fight back, but by the time they had set up their artillery, the other side had already fled. They dared not chase them, and it would be useless to catch up with them if they had too few people. If they had too many people, there might be a machine gun position waiting for them somewhere.

Three hundred artillery shells hit their heads, and the artillery of various calibers carried by the Japanese mules and horses were severely damaged. In one round of sneak attack, a quarter of the artillery was lost. The key point was that there were more than a hundred wounded soldiers, more than half of them were seriously injured, all caused by the explosion of artillery shells.

Ohgamo realized it a little later and split up the artillery regiment. He arranged various guns and artillery shells into the infantry battalion, so as to see how they launched a surprise attack. It was so abominable that nearly half of the guns were destroyed in two rounds of artillery fire.

"Captain Wang, the Japanese are very cunning! They split up the artillery regiment, so we can't concentrate our fire!"

"What are you concentrating your fire on? Two cannons are aimed at a mule, which is specifically used to transport artillery shells. Next time, we will attack everywhere. Let's go to the next ambush point."

Ohgamo felt a little frustrated. With more than a hundred wounded soldiers, the speed of the team of more than two hundred people had to slow down. The main reason was that the seriously injured soldiers could not withstand the bumps. The medical soldiers had to treat the wounds of the seriously injured soldiers while walking. I really want to chase these sneak attackers at all costs! The fight was so disgusting.

All, all, all, all!

boom! Boom boom boom!

The mortars sounded again, this time in a more scattered manner, aiming at mules carrying several boxes of shells. Two guns aimed at one place, firing ten rounds at a rapid speed. No mule could escape the explosion, and the shells exploded, killing the mules. Also killed were the infantrymen within a radius of 20 to 30 meters. Those who were close were dismembered, those at medium distance were pierced with bloody holes by the flying shrapnel, and those who were a little further away, even if they had no external injuries, were bleeding from all seven orifices due to the shock wave of the explosion.

"Baga! Baga! Baga."

Ohgamo was almost going crazy. He shouted "Baka" three times but didn't dare to shout out "Gege". He was about to die.

"Hurry, treat the wounded and bury the bodies of the heroes who died in battle on the spot. We must speed up."

Ohgamo's brain was filled with blood. What kind of stupid idea was this? The shells hit the infantry battalion and the losses were too heavy!

There were wailings everywhere on the mountain road. There were more than ten explosion points and more than ten deep pits. It was estimated that the casualties would not be less than seven or eight hundred. The dead were dead, and the wounded were the most troublesome. The lightly injured needed one person to support them, and the seriously injured needed two people to carry them. It was impossible to escort them back at this time. Deportation would be tantamount to murder.

Half an hour later, the Japanese army continued on their way, and the marching speed completely slowed down. Wang Tiezhu ordered the team members:

"Go back and report to the regiment commander. We have successfully delayed the Japanese army's marching speed. Please conceal the ambush position. The Japanese may rush to Pingyi regardless of everything. If our position is well hidden, we will have a chance to launch a surprise attack on the Japanese army."

After more than an hour of arduous trekking, they finally got out of the mountains. Ohgamo breathed a sigh of relief. Will everything go smoothly? There are no good ambush positions!

The team arrived at Shijing Town. The townspeople saw tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers fleeing for their lives. Ohga Mao ordered his troops to stay away from the town. It was all an illusion. There must be an ambush in the town. The team moved forward towards the town vigilantly when they suddenly heard the familiar sound of clattering.

boom! Boom boom boom!

In forty seconds, three hundred shells hit the reorganized artillery team, and a batch of artillery of various calibers were lost. After the attacking team used up the shells, they leisurely dismantled the mortars, went into the woods, and rode on their way, completely ignoring the more than 10,000 Japs.

Ohga Shigeru was so angry that he stared blankly. If it weren't for the fatigue from the march, he would have ordered his soldiers to give chase.

Shijing Town is only five kilometers away from Hujia Mountain and Qinglong Mountain. The artillery fire can be clearly heard. Wang Hanqiang and Yang Qingfeng are directing the team to cover up the traces. Branches are laid on the trenches, and grass is pressed on the branches. From a distance, there is no change at all.

Ten minutes later, the special operations battalion and artillery came back and set up positions in front of the trench. This operation stunned the two thousand ambush soldiers. You agreed to let us hide, are you going to expose yourself?

Wang Tiezhu ordered the artillery to replenish some shells, and they still fired ten rounds at a rapid rate. The horses hid on the north side of the mountain and ran away after firing, making the Japanese mistakenly believe that they were the only ambushes here.

The Japanese army's marching troops were in a state of disarray. Their artillery units had been almost completely destroyed, and there were hundreds of wounded soldiers in the ranks, some being carried and some being strung up on shoulders. The marching troops looked like a funeral procession.

Ohgamo looked at the two small hills in front of him and his body trembled for no reason.

"Search team, search the mountain ahead."

A squad of Japanese soldiers came up, and in order to save time, the 34th Division's troops followed closely behind.

Tart tart tart tart tart tart!

The special operations battalion crawled out of the bushes and the submachine guns they were holding fired. Hundreds of submachine guns fired at the same time, and the Japanese search team instantly became a sieve.

The artillery opened fire, and thirty mortars continued to fire ten rounds at a rapid pace. It took forty seconds to finish, and without even looking at the results, they turned around and ran away, leading their horses.

Ohgamo has gone crazy, is he so blatant? He is leading a division! Isn't it a battalion or a regiment? After going crazy, he is still deeply helpless. He can't fight or catch up. I really don't know what this team will look like when they arrive in Pingyi.

Ten minutes later, the team continued to move forward. There were more than a hundred more wounded soldiers. The burden on the team became heavier and heavier. Fortunately, some destroyed artillery had been thrown away, so the speed was not too slow.

Ohgamo made a fatal mistake, mistakenly thinking that the attacking team had escaped and were temporarily safe here.

As the vanguard of the 34th Division crossed the open space between the two mountains, the signal flare sounded.

Phew~!