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

The artillery fire from the 3rd Regiment and the Lunan Detachment was extending, and the bullets fired by the machine guns were also extending.

The Japanese army collapsed. There was no possibility of resistance at all. The hillside was already a river of blood. Corpses were piled up in front of the trenches. If there was any resistance, shells would fly in. And there were machine guns on the opposite side. Wouldn't they run out of bullets?

The rocket soldiers had ceased firing, and if they continued they would hit their own people. The soldiers of the Lunan Detachment and the assault troops of the Third Regiment advanced alternately, not giving the Japanese even a chance to fight with bayonets.

The remnants of the Japanese army dragged their exhausted bodies and ran desperately. Ohgamo was already wiping his command knife. "Brother Amakasu, are you okay down there? I'll be down with you soon."

When the special operations battalion saw the Japanese turning around, they immediately pulled their horses and changed direction, intending to encircle them from the west. The wounded Japanese soldiers could not escape, and wanted to detonate grenades to die with the enemy. Unfortunately, the soldiers on the opposite side did not give them any chance at all. Each body had no less than three bullet holes. Seeing that there was no chance, the desperate wounded soldiers detonated the grenades one after another, hit them on the head, and then hugged them in their arms. There was a loud bang, and minced meat flew everywhere.

The ground was littered with corpses and Japanese munitions, and light and heavy machine guns could be seen everywhere. The assault troops of the Lunan Detachment and the Third Regiment did not stop at all, and moved forward at high speed to clear out the Japanese. The remaining Japanese soldiers were fleeing, and they had to hurry to catch up.

The mortars stopped first, followed by various machine guns. The machine gunners came out of the trenches one after another, looking at the corpses in front of them with emotion. The little devils really don't care about their lives! Just now, it was almost there. With such a machine gun lineup, I never thought that the devils would dare to rush in. Wang Hanqiang was also scared. If the devils really rushed in, the plan would be messed up. Maybe we can win today, but the casualties will be terrible. I didn't expect that the Dahe Division, which has been trembling with fear, would be so stubborn.

After more than 20 minutes, the Special Operations Battalion of the 3rd Regiment had blocked the way. It was the Shijing Town that the Japanese had just passed by. They formed a defense line to the north of the town. More than 300 submachine guns were arranged in a row. Facing two or three thousand retreating Japanese, all the soldiers dismounted, held their submachine guns to their chests, and their horses hid behind the earthen embankment. The soldiers lay on the earthen embankment waiting for the arrival of the Japanese.

The pursuit from behind was getting closer and closer, and the gunshots were getting closer and closer. The defeated Japanese soldiers just wanted to run for their lives, but they couldn't run anymore, they really couldn't run anymore. They threw away all their machine guns and most of the Japanese rifles as well. They stumbled every three steps and looked very miserable.

"beat"!

The Japanese advanced 100 meters, and the battalion commander Wang Tiezhu ordered to open fire. Three hundred submachine guns opened fire at the same time, and the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground one after another. It was really desperate! No way to survive?

If it was the beginning of the battle, these Japanese soldiers would have dared to attack the blocking position. But now they have lost their temper and are becoming more and more afraid of death. Seeing the strong firepower in front of them, the Japanese soldiers changed their route after suffering certain casualties. There are mountains on both sides, and they might be able to save their lives if they go inside.

Seeing the Japanese retreating to both sides, the soldiers of the 3rd Regiment of the Yimeng Guerrillas stopped pursuing them, but the Lunan Detachment could not stop because this was the base they actually controlled and there were still many civilians in the mountains. They could not let the Japanese retreating soldiers enter the mountains, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

The pursuers of the Lunan Detachment were also divided, with more than a thousand in the east and more than a thousand in the west, chasing the Japanese relentlessly.

"Captain Yang, thank you so much this time. We are sorry to trouble you here. We need to assemble a team to provide support from the west."

Yang Qingfeng was filled with excitement:

"No trouble, no trouble at all. By the way, just pick out whatever you need to add, and the rest is ours."

Yang Qingfeng was thinking, what's the trouble! It's the equipment and supplies of a division! I'm going to make a fortune, I'm really going to make a fortune this time.

"No need, we have the horses behind us, and the bugler will blow the assembly call."

The bugle sounded, and more than a thousand assault team members began to rush back. Hundreds of team members armed with 98k began to help the medical staff rescue the wounded. Although an entire Japanese division was annihilated and it was a great victory, the Third Regiment and the Lunan Detachment suffered heavy casualties, and the hillside was full of stretchers and sitting wounded soldiers.

Ten minutes later, all the assault team members came back. Wang Hanqiang ordered the Third Battalion to escort the wounded back to Mengshan. There were not only their own wounded, but also hundreds of wounded from the Lunan Detachment. Yang Qingfeng was grateful. If these wounded had stayed in the base, at least half of the seriously injured would have died.

"Captain Yang, you can go and provide support. I will send all the artillery to your regiment and we will escort the wounded. Don't worry! We have enough manpower and guarantee that nothing will go wrong."

"Thank you very much. Time is running out, so we'll be on the road now."

Half an hour later, Wang Hanqiang set off with the Third Regiment, leaving medical staff to take care of the wounded along the way. Also setting off with the Third Regiment were 200 artillerymen from the Lunan Detachment.

Yang Qingfeng also started to get busy. He sent a thousand soldiers to escort the wounded back to Mengshan. Except for the team chasing the remnants of the Japanese army, the rest were all involved in cleaning up the battlefield. The fighting was exciting, but dealing with the aftermath was also troublesome. The people of Shijing Town had all fled, but fortunately the people of Liangqiu Town not far behind were still there. Yang Qingfeng sent people to mobilize urgently. Half an hour later, hundreds of people went out with tools and joined the army to deal with the corpses of the Japanese devils.

On the western battlefield, the 15th Division had a very difficult time. There were sneak attacks everywhere. The artillery of the Yimeng guerrillas was more annoying than flies. They hid a thousand meters away and opened fire when the Japanese army arrived. They fired ten rounds at high speed and hit the artillery and baggage. They ran away after firing, making full use of the light mobility of American mortars. Keiichi Kumagai couldn't help but send troops to pursue them, but they were ambushed by the special operations battalion. Only eight people returned from a squadron. There was no choice but to order the search team to expand the search range, but this was exactly what the Yimeng guerrillas wanted to see.

The two-hour journey from Wujingkou to Kangwang Valley took four hours. Kumagai Keiichi was furious. If they couldn't reach Pingyi tonight, the division would definitely encounter a night raid. The Yimeng guerrillas were too good at sneak attacks and night battles, so they had to advance quickly.

Keiichi Kumagai hid in the armored vehicle and ordered the troops to speed up. The explosion site of the previous round of artillery fire was only more than ten meters away from him. It was too dangerous. It was obviously aimed at him. Keiichi Kumagai took off his officer uniform and changed into soldier's clothes, but he still felt uneasy and got into the armored vehicle shamelessly.

The team's speed increased, but the artillery of the Yimeng guerrillas became more active. The shells were all hitting the artillery and the baggage troops. Listening to the losses reported by his men, Kumagai Keiichi was in a state of confusion. The loss and injury of soldiers was nothing. If the artillery was blown up, how could the war be fought! He really couldn't think of a solution, so he could only bite the bullet and rush forward. He had to rush to Pingyi City and meet up with the 34th Division before dark, and take down the garrison in Pingyi City in one fell swoop, otherwise he would not be safe anywhere.

The special operations battalions of the two regiments, with their artillery, fought more and more vigorously. From Kangwang Valley to Huangcaomu Mountain, they launched eight surprise attacks on the Japanese in a distance of just over ten kilometers. They did not have enough artillery shells, so they had to go to Huangcaomu Mountain to get some urgently.