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

Sichuan Army position, repelled a wave of Japanese soldiers, the soldiers were very excited, can the war be fought like this? Before the grenades were used, more than 200 Japanese soldiers rushed to 100 meters, less than half of them were left, and then turned around and ran away. A group of soldiers saw that the Japanese soldiers stopped attacking, surrounded the team members and looked around. They were holding unfamiliar rifles with scopes on them, and carrying strange guns on their backs. Someone explained that this kind of gun was seen on the guards of the division headquarters or the army headquarters, called submachine guns. Each person had a telescope. I tried to chat with them, and they were surprisingly friendly. Except for keeping their origins secret, they did not keep any tactics or marksmanship.

Chen Feng had been observing the Japanese with a telescope. He didn't care that his teammates were getting along with the Japanese. After fighting the Japanese together, they would establish friendship unknowingly. Liu Caiyun was working hard to bandage the wounded. The level of the medical university was not comparable to that of the second knife on the battlefield. The Sichuan Army's medical officer became an assistant. Liu Caiyun did not hide her skills. She taught while treating the wounded. Not only the medical officer, but Heiwa was also learning.

Chen Feng discovered the situation of the Japanese position. A Japanese soldier in a soldier's uniform seemed to be mobilizing. Three small teams came out of the barracks and moved to both sides of the position. Chen Feng immediately became alert. There were trenches on both sides of the position. How could they attack in broad daylight with just a few people? Unless the commander was crazy, they must have some special mission and asked the soldiers to prepare for artillery defense. Chen Feng used a telescope to track several teams. The teams were in groups of three. They stopped on the high ground and lay on the ground to observe the front line with a telescope. Artillery guide? That's not right. There is no need for this posture for several mortars. There must be something fishy.

The Japanese started to attack again, this time they were very fierce. The little Japanese with sanitary napkins on their heads appeared again. Chen Feng knew that this was another sudden attack, so he ordered the team to fire freely at the enemy who passed the 600-meter line. Chen Feng continued to observe several groups of Japanese observation posts, trying to determine what their purpose was.

When the Japanese passed 98 meters, the team members started shooting. The effective range of k is meters. Although it is difficult to aim at meters with the naked eye, with the scope, the team members can still hit the Japanese. The Japanese are too dense. The Sichuan Army soldiers are very jealous. This is a magic weapon! I really don’t know where this team came from. I heard that the division headquarters sent several special forces. Could it be them?

The Japanese fell one after another, but they did not increase their speed. They had to charge three or four hundred meters away from their positions. Even if they charged too early, they would not have the strength to fight with bayonets.

Chen Feng did not shoot. Instead, he threw the rifle in his hand to Lu Feihu and asked him to practice his rifle skills. Lu Feihu was overjoyed. Although he was a pistol company commander and was very proficient in using a rifle, this kind of rifle with a scope was his first time using one. He imitated Chen Feng's movements and began to aim and shoot, and slowly he made some kills.

Chen Feng had been trying to determine the purpose of the three Japanese squads. The telescope had been moving between the three heights. The Japanese were targeted by seven sniper rifles and suffered heavy casualties. After crossing the 300-meter line, the Japanese could no longer bear it and began to charge, with Chen Feng in front and a large number of Japanese behind, rushing towards the position.

Chen Feng noticed that as soon as the Japanese launched a sudden charge, the three observation teams evacuated the high ground and quickly returned to the Japanese military camp. Chen Feng was completely confused.

When the Japanese rushed to 200 meters, the Sichuan Army began to shoot. After crossing the 150-meter line, the team members immediately took out their submachine guns and sprayed bullets at the two rows of sanitary napkins in front. Countless people were killed and wounded at once. Chen Feng did not shoot, but looked at the Japanese who were rushing forward seriously. After crossing the 120-meter line, the Japanese suddenly retreated. They were shouting and killing as if they had seen the murderer of their father, but now they ran away with their tails between their legs. The speed at which they escaped was as if they wished their parents had given them two more legs. Not only Chen Feng was stunned, but the team members and Sichuan Army soldiers were also stunned.

Chen Feng linked several lines together, probing the attack, and the team observing. Isn't it obvious that they were bombarding to find out the firing point? No, the devils didn't have heavy artillery, nor did they have shells, aviation!

Chen Feng broke out in a cold sweat. It must be the bomber. His team was probably exposed. Otherwise, the devils wouldn't have put in such an effort. There were only a few people in the Sichuan Army Brigade who knew about their own commandos! Even fewer could contact the outside world. Could it be that Chen Feng remembered the devil's observation team? It was probably judged by the commander of the opposite side based on the battlefield situation.

Seeing Zhang Xuanwu coming to the front to check the situation, Chen Feng immediately shouted:

Air defense, quickly and secretly exit the trench.

Zhang Xuanwu was originally observing the Japanese attack from the rear. He was stunned to see their disorganized retreat. He came up to discuss with Chen Feng, but he didn't expect Chen Feng to shout for air defense.

Zhang Xuanwu had absolute trust in Chen Feng, and immediately ordered a covert retreat. The soldiers lowered their heads and evacuated quickly through the communication trenches. The squad also withdrew, leaving only more than a dozen observation posts. The troops hid and waited for the bombing. Ten minutes, no movement, twenty minutes, still no movement, the team couldn't help but be a little suspicious. If the devils occupied the position, it would be difficult to take it back. Zhang Xuanwu trusted Chen Feng very much and asked:

Captain Leng Qiang, we have all retreated. When the Japanese planes come, they may find that our position is empty and search it carefully. After all, we can't withstand a careful search from the sky if we hide here.

Chen Feng thought for a while and said:

Let's set up fake targets! If nothing unexpected happens, the enemy's bombers should be on the way. They will arrive here in more than an hour after taking off from the Beiping Airport. Let the soldiers take off their uniforms and use dry grass and branches to set up some fake targets on the trenches! Don't go up all of them, just one company will do. Zhang Xuanwu immediately arranged it. Many soldiers began to take off their clothes, stuffed dry grass and leaves into them to prop them up, and then carried them into the communication trenches. In less than half an hour, the front lines of the trenches were full of straw Sichuan Army. Zhang Xuanwu only left an observation post at the front. All teams continued to hide and must not expose the target.

One hour and twenty minutes after the Japanese retreat, the planes arrived. Nine bombers broke through the clouds and dived towards the positions. The Sichuan Army had been bombed many times and did not show any reaction. The team members had never seen such a scene and felt very depressed listening to the sharp roar of the dive planes.

Nine bombers were divided into three formations and rained shells at the Sichuan Army's positions. There was a loud explosion on the position and countless dummies flew around. Zhang Xuanwu carefully wiped the sweat off his forehead and thought that if he was not prepared, his brigade would be finished today. It would depend on luck whether half of the people could survive. He turned around and looked at Leng Qiang and couldn't help but admire him.

After watching the last three planes drop their bombs, Chen Feng said to Zhang Xuanwu:

He quickly and covertly entered the battlefield, made a gesture, and headed straight for the communication trench. The seven team members quickly followed. Zhang Xuanwu firmly believed in Chen Feng's judgment and immediately ordered:

Everyone, get into position stealthily, quickly!

Chen Feng entered the frontline trench and found that the Japanese had indeed begun to attack. This time the team was very dense, estimated to be at least seven or eight hundred people. The vanguard had already reached a position of three hundred meters from the front. Chen Feng signaled the team members and Sichuan Army soldiers who had followed to hide and wait for his orders. He asked all team members to switch to submachine guns. The guards on several lines all came up. Zhang Xuanwu also approached Chen Feng, and seeing Chen Feng's actions, he handed over the command directly to him.

Two hundred and fifty meters, two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, the hideousness on the Japanese's face was clearly visible.

Chen Feng picked up the submachine gun:

beat!

Bullets from seven submachine guns poured down on the Japs like water, and the Nationalist troops also opened fire. Although they had no heavy weapons, they still had more than a dozen Czech light machine guns. They didn't care about saving ammunition and spewed out streams of fire at the Japs.