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

There was no one in the tent. Many soldiers were eating around the cannon. Once they received an order, they had to adjust the angle of fire in time. It was too inconvenient to run back and forth.

The two Japanese soldiers were very hospitable and ordered three servings of rice. Chen Feng took them without hesitation. They were rice and canned beef. At that time, the Japanese had sufficient supplies, and the canned beef was made of real beef, which was fragrant and very attractive.

Chen Feng ate while chatting with the two Japanese soldiers. He learned that one of them was from Kanagawa Prefecture. Chen Feng immediately changed his grandmother's hometown before she got married to Kanagawa Prefecture. He had been there once when he was a child. His memory was very vague, but he missed the tempura rice there very much. In fact, this was the only thing Chen Feng knew about Kanagawa. This opened up the conversation. The Japanese soldier named Noda Kenji was obviously lost in memories. After a twitch, he couldn't eat anymore. He took out a photo of a woman and whispered that he missed home.

Chen Feng felt very uncomfortable. He just wanted to get close to the Japanese soldiers so as not to arouse suspicion. He didn't expect that the name of the rice bowl would make the Japanese soldiers break down. Another Japanese soldier was also obviously aroused by the emotion. Both the rice and canned beef no longer tasted good to him.

Chen Feng was eating comfortably, but seeing this scene he couldn't eat fast anymore. He could only show his sadness and eat bite by bite. It was because of the sin he had committed, so he couldn't eat faster even with tears in his eyes!

Fortunately, the two recovered quickly and the three continued to eat. After the meal, the two of them had to rest immediately and fall asleep before the shells started. Otherwise, once the shells started, it would be difficult to fall asleep no matter how sleepy they were. Chen Feng announced that he would not go back for the time being. He would not feel at ease until he saw the special bombs with his own eyes in the afternoon. He just found a camp bed and lay down.

The two Japanese soldiers felt that the second lieutenant from this brigade was very friendly. You know, the Japanese army had a very strict hierarchy, and it was unlikely that a superior would sleep in a smelly soldier's tent.

After working the night guard for a night and then working in the village for a whole morning, the two Japanese soldiers fell asleep quickly. Chen Feng quietly opened the tent and looked at the layout outside. When he understood everything, he also lay on the bed and fell asleep. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the Japanese began shelling. Chen Feng woke up from his sleep. The two Japanese soldiers turned over, covered their heads with the quilt in annoyance, and continued to sleep.

The other soldiers in this tent probably all had tasks to do, so no one came in to disturb them the whole afternoon. Chen Feng had not gotten much sleep since he had been fighting on the north gate front yesterday, but he did not waste this great opportunity and followed the Japanese soldiers to sleep with his head covered.

It was getting dark in the afternoon and the shelling was over. The Japanese soldiers were walking towards the tents in twos and threes. Chen Feng was preparing how to act more naturally so as not to let the Japanese artillerymen see his flaws. Suddenly, a whistle sounded outside, followed by the commander's voice shouting to be on guard.

Seeing two Japanese soldiers hurriedly getting up and going out to gather, Chen Feng pretended to be asleep. The two Japanese soldiers didn't bother to pay attention to him, picked up their guns and left the tent.

After Chen Feng waited for the Japanese to leave, he immediately stood up and lifted a corner of the tent to look outside. It was getting dark, and there were car lights on the road in the distance. He guessed that the real enemy had arrived.

The Japanese were very cautious. They only left a few sentries in the military camps and positions. The remaining Japanese soldiers were all arranged to be on duty outside and to be on high alert to the outside. However, they could never have imagined that Chen Feng had already entered the military camp.

The car drove up, and Chen Feng heard a regiment commander and the artillery battalion commander negotiating, meaning that the goods should be unloaded quickly, as he had to rush to the Teng County military camp to report.

When the captain saw that half of the regiment had no intention of coming up, he knew that these soldiers would not be able to help unload the goods after a long journey, so he left half of the soldiers to stand guard while the others began to unload the goods.

Chen Feng also joined the unloading team quietly, but was not conspicuous. The squadron leader was also carrying boxes. The artillery battalion commander scolded and told everyone to be careful. He ordered ten trucks of special artillery shells to be distributed near each howitzer. Regardless of whether there was an order tonight, they must be prepared.

Chen Feng and several Japanese artillerymen carried a box of artillery shells and turned into commanders, shouting that there were enough shells here and that two boxes were still missing over there.

While scolding, he shuttled back and forth between the huge cannons, pretending to check the boxes, and fumbled to set up booby traps. He only had three grenades on him, which he set on the shells next to the three huge cannons. When he saw the Japanese soldiers coming forward, he kindly reminded them that the booby traps were set there and they should not approach casually.

There were no grenades left, but there were still a lot of thin threads and iron wires. Chen Feng mixed into the group of Japanese soldiers and quietly picked up more than a dozen melon grenades. Taking the opportunity of checking the boxes, he opened the safety and pressed them under the boxes. As long as someone moved the boxes, the grenades would be crushed, which was equivalent to hitting the helmet, and then it would explode.

Seeing that the transportation was completed and the truck was about to leave, Chen Feng turned around and walked out while shouting for people to be alert. The Japanese sentry only saw a lieutenant passing the defense line and thought he was there to check the alert, so they didn't pay any attention.

Lai Wuping was very annoyed in the communication tent. The troops attacked for a whole day with the help of planes and artillery bombing, but made no progress and lost many soldiers. He sent a telegram to the division commander requesting permission to use poison gas bombs for bombing, but the division commander refused on the grounds that there was a German church in the city. He ordered to attack for another day tomorrow and stop if there was no progress. He knew that the division commander had considered things more comprehensively and was afraid of causing international disputes. However, seeing the heavy casualties of the soldiers, Lai Wuping felt bad and sent another telegram to the division, detailing the tenacity of the Sichuan Army and the casualties of the troops, and he did not believe that the division commander would remain unmoved.

After the telegraph operator finished sending the telegram, he ordered the telegraph operator to continue sending messages to the artillery battalion and the Nagano Regiment. The artillery battalion was to defend the interior of the position and be ready to fire at any time. The Nagano Regiment did not need to report tonight and must guard the outer defense line of the artillery position. No mistakes must be made.

Many people of the Nagano Regiment climbed onto the trucks, but they unexpectedly received a telegram asking them to defend the position. The soldiers were tired after a day of work, and got off the trucks while complaining. Under the scolding of the Nagano Regiment Captain, they surrounded the artillery position for defense.

After Chen Feng left the sentry's sight, he began to run at full speed. When he arrived at the village where the team members were hiding, he shouted "Jingzhong". From the other side came the voice of Zhang Liang Baoguo. Seeing several people fiddling with mortars, Chen Feng took the lead himself and aimed at the artillery position using the faint moonlight.

After some work, he felt that it was almost done. Without going through anyone else, Chen Feng asked the team members to pass the shells and he fired himself. There were two mortars on the left and right, three meters apart. Both sides worked together and fired ten shells in just over thirty seconds.

After typing the command:

We don’t need the mortars anymore, retreat, retreat quickly, run east.

The sound of mortar shells exploding was heard from the artillery position. The squad ran while listening, expecting even bigger explosions.

Boom boom boom.

The team did not disappoint. When a huge explosion was heard, the team could not help but look back while running. Huge balls of fire rose into the sky, shocking and beautiful.