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

Shen Honglie was drunk again. For the arms worth three million US dollars, his brother only took 200,000 US dollars as a token of his appreciation. It was very considerate. All the feelings were in the wine. He drank a bottle and a half of Lanling aged wine and fell asleep before the meal.

Guard Company Captain Zhong Dashan had gotten used to it. Even if the commander didn't tell him to stay overnight, he would carry the commander back anyway. With the help of Chen Feng, he carried the commander on his back, smiled awkwardly, and turned away.

Zhongxing Coal Mine is located eight kilometers east of the Jinpu Line in Lincheng. The Japanese army occupied Lincheng in 1939. The mining area was first managed by the Japanese army, and then handed over to Mitsui Co., Ltd. for operation in March 1939. There were two thousand defenders and more than 20,000 miners in the mining area. Like all Japanese-occupied mining areas, the miners were very miserable. After reading the reconnaissance report of the guard regiment, Chen Feng felt very guilty. The distance was so close, but he had never thought about it in this way before.

This location was the joint defense zone of the 3rd Battalion of the Guard Regiment and the 2nd Battalion of the 1st Regiment. The special operations teams of the two battalions had harassed the mining area during training, killed many Japs, and looted some arms. The Japanese troops stationed in the mining area only took care of the coal mines, and they did not take action even when the Jinpu Line was destroyed.

On the evening of June 6, the Special Operations Battalion of the 11rd Battalion of the Guards Regiment and the nd Battalion of the st Regiment launched a joint operation against the mining area. Considering that there were a large number of miners in the mining area, the Special Operations Battalion of the Guards Regiment attacked the mining area alone, and the other two battalions were responsible for fighting the reinforcements. In addition to the defenders on the Jinpu Line, there was also a battalion and two squadrons stationed in Lincheng.

At ten o'clock in the evening, when the miners had finished their shifts and went into their shacks to rest, the mortars, rocket launchers and anti-aircraft machine guns that had been deployed outside the city opened fire at the same time.

The sound of gunfire rang out, and the Japanese garrison in the mining area was in a panic. They had been defending cautiously for the past two years, and treated the occasional attacks as nothing, and never cared about the loss of some troops and equipment. They were too close to the devil's cold gun army, and were afraid that they would accidentally attract their attention one day.

They are coming, they are really coming. The two battalions of devils are not thinking about how to resist or how to defend the mining area, but how to find a chance to escape. Eighty thousand warriors are not enough for them to kill. Will it be useful for them to resist with two thousand people? Just wait for them to leave and then come back to resume production.

boom! Boom boom boom!

Fearing that the Japanese might make a desperate move and harm the miners, the special operations battalion attacked very quickly. While explosions were still going on in the military camp, the commandos here began to rush forward with submachine guns and rocket launchers.

Snipers began clearing out the sentries surrounding the miners' dormitory area.

puff! Puff puff!

Sniper rifle fire rang out, and the sentries fell to the ground one by one. The machine gun positions on the watchtower and the roof were the first to be attacked. They were too close to the miners' dormitory, so the mortars did not attack this side, and the rocket launchers did not dare to fire. However, dozens of snipers were enough, and the machine guns had no chance to start at all.

The Japanese military barracks were in an uproar, countless shells fell, the roofs were filled with explosions, rocket launchers were clearing every room one by one, submachine guns were all aimed at the rows of doors, coming out meant death, staying inside also meant death.

Some Japanese soldiers still risked their lives to rush out. They did not raise their guns to resist, but ran westward for their lives. They believed that they would survive if they could run to the Jinpu Line. It was useless even if the two captains shouted their throats out.

The battalion commander commanded three platoons of special forces to go down into the mine with flashlights. Production was still going on underground, and there were Japanese mine police and traitor bosses below. They had to be cleared out while they were off guard.

The battle lasted for ten minutes. Some of the Japanese soldiers ran away, some died, and there were still Japanese soldiers shivering among the broken walls. The commandos cleaned out the rooms one by one. They had no intention of taking the things inside, but they just pulled the trigger and threw grenades in, which always caused screams.

Dozens of plainclothes officers suddenly emerged from a row of rooms, waving white flags and mumbling something. Some special forces understood what they were saying, "some joint-stock company" or "some civilian organization." Then shots were fired, and the submachine guns of two squads emptied their magazines. A group of plainclothes officers all fell in a pool of blood.

There were seven or eight hundred people fleeing westward. They had just run two or three kilometers and had not had time to rejoice that they had escaped disaster when gunfire rang out. A company set up a position. More than ten anti-aircraft machine guns were originally used to shoot at reinforcements, but the reinforcements did not arrive. Then there were chaotic sounds of people fleeing from behind, so they turned their guns and fired. After only five minutes, the noisy sounds disappeared, and on the position there were only the wounded soldiers who were shot but not dead lying or crawling on the ground wailing.

Submachine guns started firing, and there was no resistance at all. Some fish that slipped through the net in a hurry ran north or south. Whether they could really escape depended on luck, after all, there were blocking positions within three kilometers from north to south.

The Japanese army had no support, and the devils on the Jinpu Line dared not move. Support might be meritorious, but if the Jinpu Line was lost, they would definitely commit suicide. The defenders of Lincheng also did not move. At this time, supporting would mean sending lives. With the strength of two battalions, it would be best if they could hold the line. If they couldn't, there would be no point in going there themselves. Besides, their mission was to provide emergency support to the dangerous situation on the Jinpu Line. Who knew whether the cunning Yimeng guerrillas would make a feint to the east and attack in the west.

At 10:40 in the evening, the gunfire in the mining area stopped, a signal flare was launched into the air, and the two battalions responsible for fighting the reinforcements began to retreat. The Third Battalion of the Guard Regiment and the Second Battalion of the First Regiment were both in an awkward situation. They had been lying there all night and only fought some defeated soldiers.

The miners were so frightened by the torture by the Japanese that they didn't even have the courage to escape. They just huddled in the encirclement and shivered, which saved the attacking troops a lot of trouble.

The soldiers of the special operations battalion began to shout from room to room:

"Brothers, we are the Special Operations Battalion of the Guard Regiment of the Yimeng Guerrillas. All the Japanese have been killed. The mine will be blown up soon. Please evacuate immediately. Those who live on the east side of the Jinpu Line can go home immediately, and those who live on the west side of the Jinpu Line can go to our Xiong'er Mountain base first."

The miner left the room expressionlessly. His face was dark and no expression could be seen.

The members of the special operations battalion continued to shout:

"We will keep two small mines in this mining area for our own use and blow up the rest. Everyone can move whatever they can. Don't go west. The railway line is full of Japanese bunkers and you can't get through."

Groups of miners finally realized that they were rescued. Some were ecstatic, some were excited, and some were still numb. They wanted to leave quickly, as they didn't want to stay here for a moment.

The imagined scene of looting for supplies and tools did not occur. Many miners turned back to the dormitory, quietly packed up their bedding, and evacuated eastward without looking back.

"Commander, we have all heard of the Yimeng Guerrillas. You must be Captain Lengqiang's men! In fact, everyone has been looking forward to your coming."

An old man with a dark complexion and big white teeth did not evacuate, but surrounded the talking team members with a group of miners.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, we should have come earlier."

"Sir, don't call me uncle. I'm only 32 years old. I'm a prisoner of war of the Second Army. There are many people like me in the mine, some from our army and some from other corps. There are almost 5,000 people in total. Are you recruiting soldiers here?"

The soldier was a little worried. The superiors hadn't given any instructions! Where's the battalion commander? Oh, yes, the battalion commander led the team down to the mine.

"Brother miner, it's not safe here. The Japanese heavy artillery on the Jinpu Line can hit this location. Let's do this! Gather the miners who want to join the team, walk out of the mining area to the east and wait. Our battalion commander will come to find you later."