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

The middle-aged intellectual continued:

"Division Wang was defending Teng County at the front, and was already doomed to die. The telegram of martyrdom had even been sent out. Unexpectedly, the joining of a team changed the fate of the 122nd Division."

Seeing that many people below showed expressions of understanding, the middle-aged man did not hesitate and continued loudly:

"Many people know, yes, it is Captain Cold Gun and his Lone Wolf Commando."

A fat man dressed like a clerk sitting at the tea table suddenly said:

"Sir, this is all old stuff. The storytellers in the teahouse have told it thousands of times."

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry. He pushed his glasses and continued:

"Then let me tell you something you don't know. I believe many people already know it. The ones who rushed into the Japanese military camp this time were the special forces. The origins of this special forces team are not ordinary. Let me tell you, the special forces under Commander Wang were all trained personally by General Sniper under Leng Qiang. At that time, there was only one battalion, but now it has developed into eight regiments."

"Stop talking nonsense. The Sniper God trained the guard company of the Fifth War Zone, not the battalion-level unit. It is the special operations regiment under Commander Wang that developed the cold gun."

The middle-aged man had been praised for the entire morning, and he couldn't stand being accused of talking nonsense.

"Who? Who is talking nonsense? I have relatives in the 122nd Division. Do I understand or do you understand?"

"I am from the 122nd Division."

Everyone followed the voice and found the person who was speaking. A man with a black bandage on his right eye stood up from his seat. His face was covered with scars, his right sleeve was empty, and his left trouser leg was fluttering.

Many women screamed. It was so scary that they hadn't noticed the injured man speaking.

"I'm not talking nonsense. I'm from the elite platoon of the 122nd Division that was the first to receive special warfare training. It was Captain Cold Gun who trained us personally."

The teahouse suddenly fell silent. The woman who had screamed just now covered her mouth, hating her own impolite behavior.

The middle-aged man immediately gave in, thinking that his boasting had caught up with the real person.

"My dear, I'm sorry. I just heard it from others and was just telling you guys to cheer you up. How are you injured, my dear?"

The disabled man raised his head proudly:

"We surrounded and annihilated a Japanese division in the north of Teng County. We charged too fiercely and killed fourteen devils. However, we were bombed by a Japanese mountain artillery shell. A female doctor from the Lone Wolf Commando performed surgery on him and saved his life."

Everyone in the teahouse stood in awe. What a hero! A legendary hero, a hero who had had in-depth contact with Leng Qiang's Lone Wolf Commando. The disabled man instantly became the protagonist. A group of people surrounded him and asked him questions. Some asked if Leng Qiang was eight feet tall, some asked if the Lone Wolf Commando members were invulnerable. A group of women no longer thought the man's appearance was scary, and they chattered and asked if Leng Qiang was as handsome as the legend said.

The fat man dressed as a clerk upstairs suddenly shouted:

"Quiet, everyone be quiet."

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, the fat man continued to shout:

"Don't push and shove and squeeze the brave man. Leng Qiang's real name is still kept secret. Don't ask around. Just be quiet and listen to what the brave man has to say."

The crowd stopped crowding and waited quietly for the man to speak. The man suddenly panicked. He hadn't reacted yet. The scene was a bit big! He tried to adjust his mood and said:

"We don't know the identities of Cold Gun and Lone Wolf Commando. Even if we have some guesses, we can't make any random comments, let alone their appearance. This was what the commander told us personally when we returned home."

Seeing everyone's disappointed expressions, the man continued:

"I can't say anything else, but I can tell you the story of their battle."

"The first time I saw them fighting was at the north gate of Teng County. They wanted to join the trench defense. The division commander disagreed at first, but he finally agreed after he couldn't persuade the cold gun captain. He was worried and told our elite platoon that we must save their lives at all costs. We secretly followed them into the trench. As soon as the Japanese launched a charge, their sniper rifles opened fire at the same time. We were all stunned at the time..."

More and more people came to the teahouse, but it became quieter and quieter. Everyone squeezed into the crowd and listened quietly to the hero's voice.

The man upstairs was very satisfied. He decided to keep this brave man. No one could stop him and he didn't have to do anything. His physical condition didn't allow him to do anything. He just had to tell stories about cold guns on the podium every day. He would get five dollars a month, and if it wasn't enough, he could get more money.

Like the teahouse next to Guanyin Bridge, countless places like this are filled with stories about the 122nd Division. As time goes by, the story turns into the cold gun and the lone wolf commando, and then becomes the cold gun and the current Yimeng guerrillas. The story about the cold gun is something that people never get tired of listening to. The elderly, men, children, even wives bringing their children to eat with their men, have unknowingly joined the listening team.

Chen Feng, who was far away in Mount Meng, was still holding his head and listening to the shouts of the woman at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't know that he had once again made his presence felt on Chinese soil with the achievements of the 122nd Division.

The Chinese anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians were celebrating excitedly, but on the other hand, the entire Chinese Expeditionary Force was silent. The damage was not as great as imagined, but it was too insulting. There were only 18 heavy artillery pieces, dozens of mountain cannons and field cannons, and more than 200 Type 97 indirect-fire guns, plus at most one and a half regiments. Such losses were not a big deal, but they allowed a group of special forces like buffaloes to run back and forth in the military camp. Going in and out seven times was just bragging. It was a real accident that they broke into the deepest part and then returned a long way.

Tanaka Shizukazu is like a stupid pig, who thinks he is smart. If it is understandable that he let the special operations regiment attack because the defense was lax and they were caught off guard, then letting the special operations regiment attack from the center is pure pig thinking. What is he thinking? The infantry of the regiment and the battalion were sent to both sides, which was equivalent to actively opening a retreat route for the enemy. If he was not the commander of the Changshe Division, people would suspect that he had the motive of collaborating with the enemy.

If the 27th Brigade's positional warfare gave the Japanese army a fright, then this raid and infiltration war completely woke them up from their dreams. Seven divisions and two mixed brigades had to defend the three towns of Wuhan and the surrounding areas. Not to mention that there was no hope of winning, the possibility of achieving results was too small.

The Japanese troops on the left and right wings stopped the attack at the same time, built positions on the spot and confronted the Chinese defenders. The Central China Expeditionary Army Headquarters and the Imperial Headquarters held emergency consultations and decided to strengthen the sequence of the attacking team. The Imperial Headquarters, based on the local situation, communicated with the Kwantung Army, the North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters and the South China Expeditionary Army. In the end, they did not give up their strategic goals and agreed to increase troops.

A part of the troops can be drawn from some cities where the resistance is not fierce. Except for Shandong Province, the proportion of the Imperial Army can be increased in other cities that have been occupied for more than two years, and the families of the officers of the Imperial Army can be controlled. The temporarily drawn troops can be supplemented by transporting them from the mainland through warships and merchant ships.