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

All the Japanese soldiers looked up at the flares with confusion on their faces. In the past, there were only blasts and explosions. Was there a change of pattern this time?

Ohgamo suddenly reacted, oh no, he was so used to being ambushed that he forgot to check the hills on both sides. Why did they shoot at the search team just now? They must be covering up something.

"Alert! Get down! Fight back!"

Ohga Shige reacted quickly, but the soldiers were too tired and looked at the division commander jumping up and down in confusion.

By the time Ohgamo reacted, the cover of the position on the hill had been overturned, the rocket soldiers had set up their rocket launchers, the heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns had also been lifted up to the position, and the light machine guns had been directly placed on the support frame on the trench.

All, all, all, all!

Da da da da da da!

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Chuck, chuck, chuck, chuck!

To the northwest, between, and south of the two peaks, two thousand ambush troops set up twenty-four mortars, twenty anti-aircraft machine guns, forty Type 92 heavy machine guns, and more than eighty Type 92 light machine guns. Such firepower configuration can only be seen in the Yimeng Mountain area.

The mortars were targeting the remaining light and heavy artillery of the Japanese army, and the machine guns were targeting the Japanese infantry. All the firepower was fired at the same time, and the Japanese army collapsed instantly. Ohga Shigeru looked dejected. This was the real killer move!

"Sudden death, give it to me!"

Ohgamo knew that he had encountered the main force of the Yimeng guerrillas and he could not escape. He could fight to the death with his numerical advantage. Even if his entire army was wiped out, he would still take a piece of the fat meat from the Yimeng guerrillas.

The Japanese army began to attack recklessly. They had suffered humiliation along the way, and when they saw the real enemy suddenly coming, their blood was aroused. Those carrying stretchers dropped them, and those carrying the lightly wounded let go of their hands and took off their rifles.

Machine guns were set up, and the remaining artillery was also setting up artillery frantically.

The assault force of more than 10,000 people is very aggressive.

All, all, all, all!

The ambush troops in Putaojian behind also set up mortars. Dozens of mortars combined with mortars behind the two hills fired frantically at the charging Japanese troops, firing ten or twenty rounds at a rapid rate, until they ran out of shells.

This was a rare feast of killing. The battle was a decisive battle from the beginning. Within a few minutes, corpses were everywhere, but it did not stop the Japanese army's charge.

"Give the signal and the entire army will attack."

The Japanese army was going crazy, and Wang Hanqiang's eyes were bloodshot. As long as he could stop this round of charge, the Japs would all be lambs to be slaughtered. If he couldn't stop them, he would be a sheep too.

Phew~!

A flare was launched.

Thousands of ambush troops rushed out of Putaojian. Among the nearly two thousand soldiers in the Third Regiment, eight hundred were armed with submachine guns. The five thousand soldiers of the Lunan Detachment behind them put on bayonets. The Special Operations Battalion also turned their horses around, bypassed the west side of Qinglong Mountain, and together with the ambush troops between the two mountains, they attacked the charging Japanese army.

At the ambush position of the 3rd Regiment on the east side, the anti-aircraft machine guns began to raise their muzzles. They could no longer care about the Japanese troops swarming over, so their own troops launched a charge and had to suppress the Japanese machine guns.

Da da da da da da!

The anti-aircraft machine guns used their range advantage to clear out the light and heavy machine guns set up by the Japanese army. The remaining machine guns saw that they could not stop the Japanese charge, so the rocket launchers fired again. A round of explosions cleared an area, and the machine gunners shouted to the ammunition handlers to hurry up and supply ammunition.

When the Japanese army took advantage of the time for the rocket soldiers to reload and rushed up again, reinforcements arrived and opened fire from a hundred meters away from the Japanese army. The submachine gun team of the nearly 830th regiment could not be fully deployed. The front row lay down while the back row stood up and fired. Eight hundred lines of fire formed two horrific barrages, and the closest Japanese were instantly riddled with holes.

The special operations battalion on the west side of Qinglong Mountain also came around, and the artillery stayed behind Qinglong Mountain to fire. Anyway, the south side of the mountain was full of Japanese invaders, and they would gain something in whichever direction they fired. The special operations battalion stopped a hundred meters away from the Japanese invaders, and hundreds of submachine guns were divided into two waves and fired in turns.

Ohgamo was in despair. He was about to charge into the battlefield. As long as he did so, the Yimeng guerrillas would know what massacre was. Perhaps it was just half a minute, or even less than half a minute. In just over ten seconds, the group would be able to charge into the trenches. It was these ten seconds that made Ohgamo's mood fall from heaven to hell.

"General, order a retreat! There is no chance."

The chief of staff judged the battle situation very accurately. With the involvement of thousands of submachine guns, as long as the enemy had sufficient ammunition, there would be no hope at all.

"We can't retreat. Our warriors are exhausted. Can we see what's behind us? There are dense bayonets everywhere. Retreat will also be a massacre."

"Your Excellency General, I have never heard that the Yimeng guerrillas would fight with bayonets. They dare not pursue us."

Ohgamo laughed miserably and said:

"The side with anti-aircraft machine guns is the Yimeng guerrillas. Maybe they are the New Fourth Division, or maybe they are the Lunan Detachment that we look down upon."

"Fire a signal flare and let the warriors lie down and shoot back! Even if the entire division is destroyed, we must bite off a piece of their flesh."

A red flare was launched into the air, and all the Japanese soldiers fell down. The Type 38 rifle obviously had a longer range than the submachine gun, but the bang bang bang sound of the gun still caused casualties to the soldiers who were firing their submachine guns.

The machine gunners in the trenches on both sides were almost getting cramps, and black smoke was coming out of their gun barrels.

"Change the barrel, quickly."

The anti-aircraft machine gun has a very fast firing rate, and it is completely impossible to stop it with just the air-cooling system.

Seeing that the assault team of the Third Regiment began to suffer casualties, and his own 5,000 troops were still behind, Yang Qingfeng stamped his feet anxiously, not caring about the joint command, and ordered the bugler:

"Blow the charge, the Japs can't hold on any longer, go ahead and kill them."

Go get go get go get!

The charge sounded, and 5,000 infantrymen of the Lunan Detachment broke through the submachine gun positions of the Third Regiment, shouting and rushing towards the Japanese troops who were lying on the ground and fighting back.

Wang Hanqiang was a little anxious. Yang Qingfeng was taking a risk at a critical moment! Couldn't he solve the problem with artillery fire and machine guns?

"Order the artillery fire to extend, order the rocket launchers to blast a passage, and order the machine guns to fire as hard as possible to suppress the Japanese who are shooting."

When the soldiers of the Third Regiment saw that the Lunan Detachment had begun to charge, they knew they would never fall behind. The members holding submachine guns changed the magazines and ran forward at full speed. They wanted to rush to the front and suppress the Japanese on the opposite side.

The remaining 98-plus men of the Third Regiment were all armed with Ks. Seeing that all the troops had charged, they quickly moved to the heights on both sides. Once they reached the heights, they aimed and fired, suppressing the Japanese who were fighting back.

The artillery was still bombarding, and it had changed from rapid fire to targeted cleaning. Wherever there was machine gun fire, there would be shells falling. The machine gunners in the trenches on both sides had never felt so good. Watching the bullets with tracers puffing into the bodies of the Japanese soldiers gave them a refreshing feeling.

The charging speed of the 3rd Regiment's assault team was not comparable to that of the soldiers of the Lunan Detachment. They rushed to the front and fired another volley of bullets. The Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground and shooting in front of them instantly became silent.

The two sides took control, and the Lunan Detachment stopped and advanced firing steadily. They charged bravely, but they were not stupid. They knew why they had to fight with bayonets when they had enough bullets. In such a situation, any wounded soldier could cause serious damage by detonating a grenade.