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

Zhang Liang, commander of the Tiger Regiment, and Wu Tianxiang, commander of the Second Regiment, worked out a detailed combat plan. Each battalion, each company, and even each platoon had its own attack direction. After entering the urban area, each unit advanced separately towards its own target. The entire city of Jinan was in flames.

At the headquarters of the 12th Army via the Second Route, Commander Watanabe Hiroshi was still paying attention to the telegram information. The 34th Division was destroyed, and the farewell telegram had not been sent out. Watanabe Hiroshi asked the 15th Division and the two Type B divisions in the east to call back every half hour. Watanabe Hiroshi looked at the telegram just sent with an extremely heavy heart. The Yimeng guerrillas had begun to attack, and the 15th Division was in great danger. Just as he was thinking about how to dispatch troops to support it, a communications soldier ran in in a panic.

"Report"!

"General, a large number of armed men have entered from the South Gate and the East Gate and have advanced three kilometers. The defenders along the way have discovered that the enemy is engaging in a firefight, but the enemy's firepower is extremely strong. We suspect that they are the main force of the Yimeng guerrillas."

"Nani"?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. Watanabe Hiro would rather believe that pigs can climb trees than believe that the Yimeng guerrillas have the troops to attack Jinan city. What a joke, their main force is now under attack. Even if they have the upper hand for a while, even if the 34th Division has been wiped out on the southern front, a distance of hundreds of miles, the battle will end in the afternoon and they will attack the provincial capital in the evening. Are they crazy?

Before Watanabe could react, another signalman ran in:

"Your Excellency General, Liantai Mountain along the Jinpu Line and Jitai Line was attacked. All the tracks and roads were damaged. It is expected that traffic will not be restored until tomorrow night."

"Report! General, there is an urgent telegram from the Zuozhuang stronghold north of the Yellow River on the Jinpu Line. Three bunkers on the railway line have been attacked. A violent explosion has occurred on the railway line, creating a huge hole at the scene that will be difficult to repair in a short time."

Watanabe Yang was sweating profusely. If he didn't make a move, it would be fine. But once he did, it was a thunderous attack. This was indeed a cold gun technique! Where did he mobilize so many troops?

"Order the garrisons in each district to report the number of enemy troops, order all units to defend on the spot, and make sure to protect important areas."

"Report, all our telephone lines have been cut off."

"Send a message, send a message to notify, quickly!"

boom! Boom boom boom!

Suddenly, there were loud explosions all around. Are they coming? Impossible. We are only a few kilometers into the East Gate and the South Gate. They can't fly over!

"Protect the General!"

"Guard, organize a counterattack"!

"Protect the general's evacuation!"

The headquarters was in chaos. Fires shot up from the small building where the gendarmerie was stationed nearby. Many Japanese soldiers ran out with flames all over their bodies. The defending gendarmerie didn't know whether to fight back or put out the fire.

Tart tart tart tart tart tart!

Tsk! Tsk, tsk, tsk!

Boom! Boom boom boom!

After the explosion, a special operations company of the Tiger Regiment launched an attack on the headquarters. As the most important attack target in Jinan City, they certainly could not just wait for the large force to arrive.

Watanabe Hiroshi shook off the military police guards protecting him, leaned on the window to look out, and was then pulled back by the guards and pressed to the ground. Did he want to die? Facing the attack of the Yimeng guerrillas, he dared to approach the window and look down. I wonder how Terauchi Juichi and Yan Junliu died?

Watanabe didn't blame the guards. He was stunned by the situation downstairs. Just a glance, Watanabe knew that this place couldn't be defended. The explosion in the small building of the military police barracks caused a fire. There wouldn't be many people left in a battalion! The machine gun position guarded was exploding violently, and the soldiers were blown all over the sky. The dense fire on the street was moving towards this side. The place below was in a mess and couldn't be stopped at all. In addition to being shocked, Watanabe was more unbelievable. This fucking attack really came!

"Protect the general and evacuate, quickly!"

Watanabe Hiroshi obeyed the orders of the gendarmerie guards and could not dare to be stubborn at this time. If he was caught by the Yimeng guerrillas, the consequences would be unimaginable. However, a military commander still had to have the bearing of a general.

"Order the communications room to burn all telegrams and code books, blow up all radio stations, and blow up my office too, quickly!"

The enemies below have already rushed into the yard, but it's too late. It's too fast, as fast as the code name of this operation, Thunder.

Tsk! Tsk, tsk, tsk!

More than ten rocket launchers fired at the same time, and rockets flew towards the windows with white smoke.

boom! Boom boom boom!

Some of them exploded after hitting the wall, some exploded after hitting the iron windows, and some got into the room. The explosion here had not yet ended, and two rocket soldiers squatted in front of the stairs.

laugh!laugh!

Two rockets hit the stairs.

boom! boom!

The retreat was completely cut off, and a gendarme shouted hastily:

"Window, the window behind."

A group of military policemen took the commander into a large house. Just as they approached the back window, a rocket came in.

boom!

“Ahhhh!”

"Protect the General!"

"My legs!"

The rocket hit the roof and exploded. Watanabe Hiro was at the center of the explosion. His head was full of broken shrapnel, his body was charred and bleeding, and he could not be deader.

"Clean up the battlefield, eliminate the remaining enemies, start the cars in the first platoon, and take away all the useful things."

The headquarters is very wealthy. There are twelve trucks, three three-wheeled motorcycles, two jeeps and two cars parked in the yard of the gendarmerie barracks. The cars are of no use, so we will have to drive them to the mountainous area and find a way to deal with them. The jeeps can be sent to Mengshan. The captain doesn't have a decent car yet, and it makes me cry just to talk about it.

Five minutes later, trucks and jeeps all drove into the headquarters compound, and people upstairs started moving things down. Except for a few telegrams burned by the Japanese, all the things were still intact. The attack speed was too fast, leaving them no time to react.

The headquarters was paralyzed and messages could not be sent out at all. The telephones of the defending teams were all disconnected. There was no reply to the telegrams sent to the headquarters. They could only organize resistance on their own. The fighting here was in full swing. The North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters was still waiting for news from the Yimeng base. Tada Shun and Watanabe Hiroshi were both worried about the three divisions. The heavy firepower losses were just tens of thousands of infantry. They were facing the Yimeng guerrillas and the New Fourth Division, which were famous for their firepower suppression.

At 9:50 in the evening, two platoons of the second company of the third battalion of the Tiger Regiment launched an attack on the fourth target, Phoenix Mansion. Phoenix Mansion was the stronghold of the Military Police Special High Section. Although they were all military personnel, they mainly engaged in assassination and espionage. Except for a team of guards at the door, the combat effectiveness of other Special High Section personnel was mediocre.

A small team of defenders held out for only five minutes before they were wiped out. Sakurako Nanbu, then head of the Jinan branch of the North China Special High Section, sent a farewell message to the 11th Army Command and the North China Special High Section Headquarters at the same time. Just after she sent the message, a rocket hit the room and exploded.

The head of the North China Special High Section received the telegram and contacted the 12th Army Headquarters in Jinan but received no reply. He did not dare to delay and immediately submitted the message to Commander Tada Shun who was waiting for news on the war situation in the Yimeng area.