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

When the telegram was sent to Mengshan, Chen Feng had already fallen asleep. After thinking about the situation in Qingdao all night, he fell asleep before Wang Mingzhang's troops launched the attack.

"Captain, wake up, wake up quickly, there is an urgent call from the 122nd Division."

Chen Feng stood up suddenly. The 122nd Division? Which 122nd Division? That's right, Wang Mingzhang's team.

"Come in"!

As soon as I finished shouting, I realized that I was only wearing a pair of shorts.

"Wait a minute, don't come in yet"!

It was too late. Li Yunyan had already rushed in with the telegram. Just as she was about to tell the captain the good news, she saw Chen Feng hurriedly putting on his pants. She turned around hastily. It was dark and she couldn't see clearly, but his thighs were so white. It was a bit embarrassing! She quickly reported the situation.

"Captain, the 122nd Division won a great victory."

Chen Feng blushed a little. He was careless and almost got seen naked. My little heart was beating fast.

"Yunyan, didn't you check it last night? Are there any new developments?"

"It's not a blocking battle. The 122nd Division has just sent eight special operations regiments to infiltrate the Japanese camp. They went in and out seven times, beat the Japs in a crushing defeat, and blew up all the mortars, mountain cannons, field cannons and heavy artillery."

"Well, look for yourself"!

Chen Feng put on his pants, put on his coat, turned on the light, took the telegram and started reading it.

Li Yunyan stood aside with a red face, turning her head to take a peek from time to time. Her belly was full of abdominal muscles! They were lined up neatly, and I really wanted to touch them.

"Did your uncle send a message?"

"Don't touch."

"Ah! It hasn't been sent, just this one."

Li Yunyan was still thinking about his abdominal muscles when he suddenly messed up his lips. He felt so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. Fortunately, the captain didn't notice.

"Captain, is Master Wang showing off to you?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Commander Wang has a long-term vision and discovered the weak link of the Japanese army. In the past, weapons and ammunition were scarce and useless, but now there is sufficient firepower. American-equipped divisions like Wang Mingzhang's have completely crushed the firepower configuration of the Japanese army. He is thinking of promoting it with my recognition. Not bad, you fought very well."

Li Yunyan stuck out her tongue. When she received the telegram, the first thing she thought of was to show off to Master Wang. After all, the battle record was enough to shock everyone.

"Call back the 122nd Division and tell them that the battle was fought very excitingly and the combat experience can be promoted, but we must be cautious. We must ensure that the officers and soldiers have enough courage and determination, and that the generals will not be greedy for life and the soldiers will be determined to die. Not every team with American equipment has this kind of courage. If the attacking troops hesitate a little when encountering an ambush, then they will have to form a group to deliver heads and equipment to the Japanese."

"Report"!

"Come in"!

"Captain, battle situation report of the Fifth War Zone."

Chen Feng took the telegram from Song Zihan, which was almost the same as the one sent by Wang Mingzhang. It seemed that he had forwarded it as soon as he received it.

"Captain, your abdominal muscles? They are so developed! Let me touch them."

Song Zihan was bolder than Li Yunyan. She couldn't help but reach out her hand when she saw the eight-pack abs. Chen Feng felt a tingling sensation in his lower abdomen.

Li Yunyan's eyes widened, and she just touched it. Sister Zihan, do you still have any reserve? I saw it first. Maybe because she was unbalanced, Li Yunyan also reached out her hand. It felt slippery and cold, but very hard.

Chen Feng still held the telegram in both hands. He hurriedly took a step back and buttoned his shirt. Two dirty hands, he was actually touched by two dirty hands. He was careless.

"Sister Yunyan, how do you feel?"

Li Yunyan was still in a daze. Why did she stretch out her hand? When she heard Song Zihan's question, her cheeks instantly turned red. Her head buzzed and her scalp began to numb.

"I don't feel anything, Captain, I'm going to send a message to the 122nd Division!"

Seeing Chen Feng buttoned up his clothes and nodded, Li Yunyan flashed out of the cave and fled like the wind.

"Captain, look at Sister Yunyan, she is too introverted. Her face turns red when I ask you a question."

Song Xiaoniu is getting more and more outrageous. In the past, she could break the topic with words, but now she starts physical contact and acts so naturally, but there is really nothing we can do about her.

"Call the Fifth War Zone back! Give them some compliments, and figure out what to say when you get back."

Song Zihan nodded and left the cave. She was also panicking! No, she had to go back and make fun of Sister Yunyan. She never expected that Sister Yunyan would also reach out to her. A girl should get married when she grows up!

Chen Feng didn't care about what happened just now. After the two left, he came out of the cave and lit a cigarette. The flickering light of the cigarette butt illuminated his complicated eyes. He asked himself, facing the situation of the 122nd Division, he might not have such courage. This land has been settled for thousands of years, and many talented people and generals have emerged. He just took advantage of being a time traveler, and his mind was actually full of the experiences and lessons of his predecessors. Wang Mingzhang, an admirable and respectable heroic figure.

It was daybreak, and the sounds of female soldiers stabbing each other echoed throughout Mount Meng. Chen Feng got up despite having a headache. The weather was getting colder, and it was easy to catch a cold if one was not careful at night.

The Kuomintang-controlled areas and the occupied areas were in an uproar. Wang Mingzhang and his 122nd Division had not made any movement for a long time. When they showed up, they were the king bomb. The 7,000 special forces killed seven in and seven out of the camps of the two Japanese divisions, blew up all the artillery, and killed so many devils that there was no time to count them. It is said that if the Japanese division commander Tanaka Shizuka had not been lying in the ditch, he would have been trampled to death by the special forces. If it were not for the poor visibility at night, he might have been captured alive. This is a general's head easily captured in the midst of thousands of troops! Isn't this the real-life version of Zhao Zilong of Changshan?

The Chinese people were instantly excited. Wang Mingzhang and the 22nd Division had become gods on the battlefield of Teng County. Unexpectedly, after enduring for more than a year, they killed the Japanese without leaving a single trace with just a single move.

In the temporary capital Chongqing, people took to the streets to celebrate after hearing the news. Wang Mingzhang's team had vindicated the Sichuan Army in Teng County, and the people were full of respect. Now that there was news of a great victory, they had to celebrate with great fanfare.

The teahouse next to Guanyin Bridge was already crowded. A middle-aged intellectual with glasses was reading a newspaper in a loud and clear voice. He had already read it eight times, and new people had to listen again. The tea waiter couldn't serve so many people, so he simply ignored them and stood in front of the gentleman, serving tea and water.

After reading the newspaper, there was another round of warm applause. Some tea drinkers had already clapped eight times. They wanted to hear more. The middle-aged man put down the newspaper in his hand, picked up the tea prepared by the waiter and drank it all in one gulp. His throat was almost smoking, but he looked very excited.

"Master Wang is the pride of the Sichuan Army and the pride of us Sichuan people."

"pride"!

"pride"!

The middle-aged man adjusted his glasses which had slipped down and straightened his worn-out clothes.

"My fellow villagers, I feel the same as everyone else, I am very excited. When you have free time, you can sit down and I will tell you about Division Wang's special forces team."

There was no more noise below. There was no place to sit, so everyone stood and listened quietly to the middle-aged man's explanation.