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

Sun Yongqing left. He was a member of the last group of members of the Special Operations Company of the First Battalion of the Third Regiment to visit his relatives. After he left, people in the village began to talk about it. The Sun family's children left home in the winter of the year before last. The Sun family said that they went to the city to work with relatives. Now it seems that they joined the army at that time!

The Sun family didn't show off their wealth, but many people knew that the soldiers who returned from the Yimeng guerrillas all brought home a lot of money, and they brought home tens of dollars. They were really envious! The guy in our family only knew how to walk the dog and catch rabbits. Whenever they recruited soldiers, they would send him over. Regardless of the money, he would be a good person.

In the blink of an eye, it was July. The Japanese seemed to have forgotten the Zhongxing Mining Area and Jinling Mining Area that they had occupied. The Jiqing Railway Line was also shut down, and many strongholds and bunkers near Zibo were evacuated. The Japanese simply gave in.

Seeing that the Japanese were really scared, Shen Honglie became active in his mind. Qingdao City has always been a thorn in his side. Although he had blown up the Japanese factory and retreated, he had fled in disgrace. Now that his army is strong and his troops are about to invade the suburbs of Qingdao, Shen Honglie couldn't help but have some ideas.

Shen Honglie arrived at Mengshan early in the morning, but was hesitant when he saw Chen Feng. Was he a little too proud? He even dreamed of attacking Qingdao.

"Brother Shen, why aren't you saying anything when you come here so early in the morning?"

Just as Shen Honglie was about to speak, Chen Feng suddenly stood up:

"Don't tell me yet, let me guess first, are you planning to attack somewhere?"

Seeing Shen Honglie nod, Chen Feng continued to guess:

"Weifang? Impossible. Jinan? Impossible too. Then the only one left is Qingdao. Big brother, you wouldn't want to take action against Qingdao, right?"

Shen Honglie was surprised. Is he unable to hide the truth now? Never mind. Just guess it! He is not an outsider.

"Brother, what do you say?"

"The timing is not right! We don't have enough manpower or firepower. We can take it down, but it will be the same as last time. We will just grab the things and run away. There will be a lot of casualties. There are many permanent fortifications in the key areas of Qingdao. Big brother must know this, right?"

"Of course I know this. The special forces of the Third Regiment often visit Qingdao City. Not only have permanent fortifications been added, but the garrison has also increased by two regiments. Those factory areas have also been armed. By the way, what about the timing? Can you explain it to me, brother? In fact, it's not that we have to fight. I just like to care about my reputation and want to get up where I fell."

"Please forgive me, brother. I can't tell you the timing yet. I estimate it will be around the end of next year. But don't worry, brother. Qingdao is left to you. We will take it by the beginning of next year at the latest."

"Don't worry, don't worry. Is there any movement recently? The Japanese are so cowardly that I can't even find a place to train our troops."

Chen Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. This situation was caused by himself. The Jinpu Line and the Longhai East Line could not be passed without fighting.

"Train well! Take advantage of this period of free time to improve the team's combat quality. If you want to fight, fight in Weifang area. When the time comes, it will definitely be earth-shattering. You may even go down in history."

There was no other way. In order to appease Shen Honglie's impetuous heart, Chen Feng could only think of ways to paint a big pie for him. The pie was very round, and Shen Honglie was very satisfied. He was not too keen on money and promotion, but he cherished his reputation very much.

Liu Kuang had not made any movement since the last time he asked for iron, copper and coal. The pharmaceutical factory and weapons research and development department had all moved, and the cave could no longer accommodate them, so they built a factory directly in the ravines between Guimengding and Tianmengding. The factory was designed to be very concealed, and the large trees that could help hide were basically left untouched. All the factory buildings were built among the large trees, and anti-aircraft machine gun positions were set up on the cliffs nearby, some open-air and some permanent. Twelve anti-aircraft machine guns guarded the canyon, and when Japanese planes came, they also delivered iron sheets.

Chen Feng went to see it once. He originally wanted to offer some constructive suggestions, but after taking a look around he had to give a thumbs up and left in disgrace, leaving a few drawings behind.

Walkie-talkies, Akka 47, anti-infantry directional mines, this is the new direction that Chen Feng threw to Liu Kuang. As a doctor of physics and chemistry, proficient in military industry, it is a pity for him to only study some accessories. In the past, there was no equipment and no materials, but now there is nothing missing. It is time to do some low-difficulty high-tech.

After studying the drawings, Liu Kuang buried himself again, this time in a cave under the dormitory. No one could disturb him unless it was extremely urgent. An extremely urgent matter referred to a devastating attack on the weapons workshop and pharmaceutical factory.

Landmines are generally not used in battles with the Japanese army. They are easy to bury, but digging them out is a test of one's morale. Chen Feng had never taken landmines seriously before, mainly because he was afraid that the Japanese would be so inhumane that they would force the people to step on landmines.

Now I put walkie-talkies, anti-personnel mines and AK-47 on the agenda. I was thinking about those things in the rain forests of Southeast Asia. That was a war I had to participate in. There was no excuse for escape. The tropical rain forests and the Savage Mountain were great regrets from my previous life. Besides, there were other purposes for joining the war. It was to lay a springboard for future development and transfer. There was still a year and a half before the US-Japan war broke out and less than two years before entering Burma to fight. It was better to prepare for a rainy day and make plans early.

"Report, urgent telegram from the Guard Regiment!"

"Come in"!

Chen Feng's thoughts were interrupted. An urgent call from the Guards? Was there something wrong with the Zhongxing Mining Area? That shouldn't be the case! Lin Chuan was very cautious in his work, so there shouldn't be any mistakes.

"Yunyan, what's the content?"

"In Lincheng, a negotiation team from the Japanese army crossed the Jinpu Line with a white flag, claiming that they would come to Mengshan for detailed discussions. Commander Lin did not dare to make a rash decision and asked the captain for a reply."

"Oh shit!"

"Captain, what?"

Chen Feng almost jumped up and down. He beat the Japanese devils and forced them to negotiate. Logically, he should be proud. But the word "negotiation" greatly stimulated Chen Feng's nerves. Since 1840, the precarious Chinese land has experienced countless negotiations. Land has been lost piece by piece, gold and silver have been taken away in ships. Negotiations on Chinese soil, no matter how they are conducted, will damage the interests of the Chinese descendants.

"It's nothing, come, let me see it."

The telegram described it in great detail. A major general chief of staff of the Japanese North China Expeditionary Force brought three negotiators and wanted to talk to the Leng Qiang of the Yimeng guerrillas about the issue of the Jiqing railway line. The negotiation team was very aggressive and claimed that if they did not negotiate, they would bomb the Jinling mining area and the Zhongxing mining area.

Chen Feng felt like ten thousand alpacas were trampling on his heart. He just wanted to stop, but the wind did not stop when the tree wanted to be quiet! The little devils really can't be straightened out without a lesson. There is no doubt that they must know their strength, so let's start with the Jinpu Line and the Longhai East Line!